Bad Day (OPEN) « Thread Started on Apr 14, 2007, 12:32am »
Rolf sat upon a speaker. His body was aching, he'd simply have to stop doing so much or he'd end up injured. Well that's what his coach had said, but it was like a compulsion to ROlf, he simply had to weight train every day. There was one day he missed it, in attempt to follow his rules. But it was no good. He knew his muscle tone had dropped, just from missing one days work out- imagine what more days would do to him!?
He had no idea why he'd chosen the studio. He guessed it was because it was where all the movies were made, and at that moment, his life just seemed like one big movie reel- only it got stuck on the parts he wanted to forget- the bits which made people laugh. But why should people laugh- mental illness wasn't a funny thing. Especially not one as enduring as Rolf's, but he got by. It just so happened that today, of all days, when everything was going wrong- some gossip, tried telling everyone he was a schizophrenic. But that was where he excelled- lying. He had simply laughed it off. WHat does a gossiper know? But alls well when people believe you, but it's when it effects you when it matters, and that was today for Rolf.
He'd woken up bright and early, ready to go and see the site for his nightclub. The design team were meeting him there, but as he got into his car and began to drive, he wasn't three meters from the dorm when his tyre blew out. Finally when he arrived- he was late, and there was problems with the plumbing. Grrr. Who knew that owning a nightclub could be such hard work. It was then when Rolf decided he needed to relax, and decided that cocktail making was his perferred method. He was doing well- tricks and all sorts, when he dropped a bottle of blue beracquo all over the floor, staining his suade shoes. Then to get back to school and here this? It had all been a bit much for him. He sat in the shadows thinking.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #1 on May 11, 2007, 3:33am »
Max was walking around, a bit lonely. She had no friends yet, even though she'd been at Harrington Wright for a few weeks. She had to face the fact that she wasn't good at making friends. Why would she? Most of her old friends came up to her, and really didn't care about cliques. What was she supposed to do with this new tension, this new pressure?
Max shook her head. As she was thinking, she hadn't watched where she was going. Her mind focused back on her surroundings. She looked up and down the hallway she was in. Nothing looked familiar. "Shit." she breathed. She should have paid attention to where she was going!
She looked around and noticed the only classroom for a while. She shrugged and went to the door. THere wasn't a sign to tell what was in there, nor was there a number of the room. Hell, she didn't even know what floor she was on. But there was a light coming from the room. It was a small one, but it would have to do. She opened the door cautiously.
As her eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, she saw a flicker of movement. She turned towards it and saw a boy around her age. She sighed with relief. She hoped it was someone who could help her out. She walked all the way through the doorway and walked over to the boy, her left arm hanging down and her right hand across her stomach. She nervously walked over. "Uh, hi." she said. "Um, I'm kind of new, and I'm a bit lost... Can you help me?" she asked. She brushed bit of hair out of her face. She waited patienty for a reply.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #2 on May 12, 2007, 12:02am »
Rolf heard footsteps coming towards him, but he simply refused to look up. He was paining inside. Everything was a drama these days, and he was 100% certain that whoever arrived in this room would be another drama waiting to unfold.
As the sweet girls voice spoke, he looked up, to see an eye pleasing sight. He smiled lightly, trying to be polite, but it was hard when you were experiencing motivational symptoms of schizophrenia. He sighed, "Hi. I'm Rolf. I can't understand why you are upset. I wish I was lost at this moment in time. I really do." He uttered. "But I shall help you. I have got nothing damn better to do. My life is in tatters." He nodded informing her. "But first I shall have to know your name. Momma always told me not to talk to strangers... but if I listened to her, I'd be a mute. Everyone is a stranger, they're all hiding under masks these days." He stated slightly paranoid.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #3 on May 12, 2007, 1:49pm »
Max smiled at Rolf's response. "Usually I don't mind being lost. I thrive on being lost." she said. "But when I'm in a place I'm not used to I'll be lost for hours and I'm not exactly in the mood for being lost." she finished. This boy seemed intresting, especially his conversation. She followed him as he spoke once more. "I'm Max." she replied. She gave him a smile. "Well, I promise I won't hide under a mask when I speak to you, ok?" she asked. "Besides, what's the point of meeting someone if you're just going to hide who you really are?" she asked, walking over to him.
She looked around, just taking in her surroundings. They were in a room full of equipment. It looked expensive. "If you don't mind me asking, but what are doing in here in the dark?" she asked. "You don't seem the type to be working on a late project since you were sitting down with your head hanging." She mused. "What is this room, anyways?" she asked. She'd never seen this room, or that hallway before in her few days in school.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #4 on May 21, 2007, 12:00am »
Rolf smiled, it was a smile of ironic tendency, however it was not intended in a sarcastic phase. “Usually you thrive on being lost?” He questioned, he had to admit it was an odd thing to find out about someone, but it intrigued him. He liked people with odd preconceptions. “I didn’t know there was a mood for being lost. Maybe it’s a girl thing.” He mused, randomly. If there was one thing Rolf was good at, it was musing.
“Max.” Rolf repeated, looking for a link of familiarity within the name. None arose, well no girl he’d ever met had been called Max that’s for sure. “Is it short for Maxine?” He asked interestedly, his fingers rolling together softly, as if rolling an imaginary coin. Of course this wasn’t intentional, it was another one of Rolf’s habits, another one of his faux behaviour patterns, but to him it was normal. “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t hide under a mask.” He laughed, “But you don’t seem so false, not like the rest of them. Your eyes hold a depth of honesty in them. I admire that.” He confessed. “I personally do not see the point of hiding the truth from people, if they do become to be your friends you usually tell them at some point anyway, and if they are enemies then they are only looking for a weak spot, if you expose all of your flaws then they have no weaknesses to bring you down. I think you have to be comfortable with who you are to avoid making enemies. I personally, well I don’t care. I’m sure I’ll have a few people who dislike me. Like that Ryder Carpel or Caper or whatever he’s called. He dislikes me because I’ve won a lot of acting awards at this school, and I always get lead role, but I’ve done nothing to the boy for him to have a vendetta against me, he just does.” Rolf sighed deeply, “Oh well, you cant please everyone.”
Rolf took a deep breath, “I’m sitting here because, I guess because I’ve had the worst day in the history of worst days and if there was an award for worst days today would have won it. I came here because it naturally soothes and calms me. It’s like the ocean. But better, if you get me.” He paused, “The darkness, well, no one can see your sadness under the shadows.” He smiled lightly, flicking on a dim light, “I often do work late on projects, but you are right, today is not one of those days. This is a room, of film.” He advised. “I'd woken up bright and early, ready to go and see the site for my nightclub. The design team were meeting me there, but as I got into my car and began to drive, I wasn't three meters from the dorm when my tyre blew out. Finally when I did get there- I was late, and there were problems with the plumbing. I needed to relax so I decided that cocktail making was my perferred method. Then I dropped a bottle of blue beracquo all over the floor, staining my new suede shoes. But that isn’t all.” Rolf sighed, “I just, I’m gonna tell you something which you wont know, and I just want you to keep an open mind. I have paranoid schizophrenia. It’s a mental illness. Someone found out. Spread rumours. I laughed it off. But it gets to me. I truly believe in honesty, but I really couldn’t have put up with all of the stigma and trauma that people would have given me. So I denied it. Its hard… to live with it. I… I hear voices sometimes… they seem to be getting a bit worse. But I’m okay, I guess, well kind of. I just, I need support.” Rolf sighed, “No one gets me. Please don’t run away Max. Please don’t. Ask questions and things but please don’t leave me.”
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Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #5 on May 21, 2007, 4:11am »
Sophie made her way through the quite hall humming slightly to herslef. She had to hum, it was practically a reflex. it had been a pretty regular day, not having seen anyone yet other than the normal buzzing students she mdae her way toward the studio to get some work done.
Just as she was nearing the door she heard the sound of a famliar voice. Rolf. Sophie smiled and skipped slightly the rest of the way tward the door. When she got to the door however, she stopped in her tracks.
"But I’m okay, I guess, well kind of. I just, I need support.” Rolf sighed, “No one gets me. Please don’t run away Max. Please don’t. Ask questions and things but please don’t leave me.”
Sophie's mouth opened a little as she took a quick intake of breath. Her head started to spin. She tok on last look at Rolf, the look on his face looking all too familiar beofre turning around and walking away. How could she have been so stupid? To assume that he ony spoke or looked that way at her.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #6 on May 21, 2007, 9:55am »
Rolf sighed, then jumped slightly, he heard the door open slightly. Someone was there, what if they had heard that fraction of truth. He stood up, holding a finger towards Max, as if to say one minute. Then he walked towards the door, opening it. His mouth dropped open, as he saw the one person he truly cared about, walk away from him. “Sophie!” He yelled, “What… what’s up?” He asked, truly panicking, what if she knew his horrid secret. “I was just… I was just in there and that Max girl was lost, I was teaching her about the school. Sophie I’ve missed you.” He rambled, his speech accelerated, as he kissed her cheek. “Why didn’t you stay?” He asked curiously. She must have heard him.
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Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #7 on May 21, 2007, 4:46pm »
Sophie stopped when she heard her name, and slowly tunred around. As his lips hit her cheek a tear rolled down Sophie's cheek.
"Why couldn't you trust me?" she asked softly, "Why could you tell I don't know what to this new girl who you're just showing around," Sophie paused for a moment wondering what exactly it was that Rolf had been all together pleased about telling someone else, and not her.
"Apparenlty I'm not the support you need," she said tears starting to fall more quickly, "I don't get you was that it?" she said more loudly, "It doesn't matter if I run, only if she does," she stammered forgetting the name of the girl already as she threw her hand in the direction of the studio.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #8 on May 21, 2007, 11:15pm »
It concerned Rolf that Sophie was this hysterical over a small secret. He wondered how she would be if he told her the truth. He didn’t want to hurt her, and he didn’t want to lose her. He lifted his fingers, and gently wiped away her tears. “I can trust you… but I’m scared. I’m scared if I tell you my biggest secret ever then you’ll leave me, just like everyone does. I don’t know that girl… that’s why I told her, if she runs then I’ve lost nothing, if she stays I may have gained a friend. If I told you… well then I’m sure you’d run, and I don’t want to lose you. You, Sophie Daniels are the only person I truly care about. And, and I cant have you disappearing on me.” He admitted.
“You are the support I need, you support me by not knowing about it, and by treating me normal, but I need someone to talk about the bad things with, but I’m scared you wont look at me in the same way… that… that you’ll hate me.” He stammered, “You do and you don’t get me. It’s confusing, and if I told you, you’d probably get me less.” He stated, her words pained him and he knew the only way to make her understand was to tell her. “I’m a paranoid schizophrenic. There. Do you realise how hard that is for me… now I know you’ll never be my girlfriend. Who wants to go out with a schizo!?” He stated his voice weak, as he lowered his eyes from hers.
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Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #9 on May 21, 2007, 11:33pm »
Sophie watched Rolf fight through telling her whatever it was he was trying so hard to hide. She bit her lip wondering how aweful this secret could be that he was telling strangers but not her. She niffed slightl as his hand wiped across her face.
"I'm a paranoid schizophrenic," it sounded like it came from a voice that wasn't his. But almost as a reflex she flung her armsa round his neck. "I don't care!" she laughed into his neck, more tears streaming down her face, these ones from happiness. She had been so worried, and this is all that it was. It was in an odd way a relief, "I don't care at all!" she said taking a step back and smiling.
She thought for a moment about the time they'd spent together and things started to click. The frist tiem they'd met he had spazzed at her for stepping on a shoe, only to flirt with her a few minutes later. Another time he had been so cool and collected rather charming and the alst time they had met he had practically melted with softness and gentlness.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #10 on May 21, 2007, 11:46pm »
Rolf frowned as Sophie flung her arms around his neck, it wasn’t the reaction he’d expected, and this made him feel uneasy. But what the heck this was Sophie right? The only one who wasn’t plotting against him. “You should care Sophie… I’m insane. I hear voices, I see things, I believe things that people tell me isn’t real. I get wound up and loose the plot or depressed or I don’t know, I just cant control my thoughts they are all… jumbled up. And and father hates it, and I have to take anti-psychotic medication and sometimes this makes me sad. And,.. I love you Sophie Daniels.” He smiled, kissing her wiping the tears from her eyes. He wasn’t sure if he meant it or not, but it stopped him from rambling on. He didn’t want to be the one breaking girls hearts but it had been a pattern in his history. He didn’t expect to do it to Sophie… she seemed different. But maybe that was her plan.
“I guess you think I’m an odd ball. I am. Father hates me admitting it to people. He thinks I am a joke to the family. To society. To, well to everyone. But that’s because we have a connection to blue blood. That means that we are distant relatives of the royal family in England.” Rolf stated, truly believing what he was saying. It was the strongest delusion he held. He had believed since he was 15, that he was distantly related to the queen herself. No one had been able to convince him otherwise, and people had given up trying. Every Christmas day he would tune into the Queens speech, on the internet, and he would truly believe she was speaking directly to him.
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Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #11 on May 21, 2007, 11:52pm »
She listned to him tell her the truth about the way he thought and the way he spoke and she bit her lip again. One of her hands was playing with the hem of his shirt, "do - do you really love me?" she asked quietly, "Or - or is that another illusion?" she asked look up at him worried, "because I really do love you Rolf," she finally admitted, " I love you so much that whatever thoughts are jumbled in your head it doens't matter, I'll try my best. So much that I'll even try and convince your father otherwise," she was erching his eyes trying to find what could be going on in that head of his.
Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #12 on May 23, 2007, 12:02am »
Rolf thought about what he had said. Did he really love her or was it a figment of his imagination? He'd never felt this sort of emotion towards anyone before, and if truth be told, he wanted to love her more than anythings. "Yes I love you Sophie. This is the one thing I've never felt before. Like I think about you all the time. And I want you near me. And when I do things, stupid things... I want to tell you, even if they don't matter. I want to make you laugh, and hold you when you cry... I love you SOphie." Rolf beamed with enthusiasm. "But Sophie... I need to know that, that you don't have feelings for that new boy Ty, or Ryan. RUmour has it you've been canoodling with them." He took a deep breath, "It breaks my heart to suggest it, but I don't want you to hurt me."
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Re: Bad Day (OPEN) « Reply #13 on May 23, 2007, 1:43am »
Sh continued to play with the bottom o f his shirt as he spoke. The smile stuck permanatly to her face only continuing to grow. she looked up at him, for once not mining how shrt she was it was more of a safe feeling.
"I don't," she siad shaking herhead for emphasis, her blond curls bobbing slightly, "I was only making new friends," she said with a smile, "don't beleive everything you hear. I would never hurt you."
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