Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)06:31 No. 484424 ID: 2de44c
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I deserve it.

drip

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)06:32 No. 484425 ID: 2de44c
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I deserve it.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)06:33 No. 484426 ID: 2de44c
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I DESERVE IT.

drip
drip
drip

What do you deserve.

and why?

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)06:52 No. 484430 ID: 2de44c
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Pain. Blood. Shame.

I deserve it because I am a whore. Slut. Ugly. Fat. Stupid.

[[spoilers because some people really dont like seeing this kinda stuff]]

I heard this from a show but it's good: When life gives you lemons, YOU SQUEEZE THEM BACK INTO THE EYES OF LIFE. Take the reigns of your life and fuck the other people who are telling you of these things

I kind of doubt you deserve what you're inflicting on yourself. The people who really deserve to suffer in that way are never good enough to recognize it.

oh, new quest! why hello there protagonist, what do have we hereaw hells naw I ain't touching this shit with a 60-foot-pole.

You are bleeding! Apply pressure to the wounds and try to find something to bandage them with.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)08:39 No. 484439 ID: 2de44c
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>>484432

I used to think I was good enough. But I was told otherwise, and I know now that it is true: I was never as beautiful and perfect as I thought.

>>484435

I deserve to bleed. Who knows, maybe I'll bleed enough to die. Probably not, though. I am a coward. Heh.

>>484439
>But I was told otherwise
Who told you that? More importantly who did all that damage?

>Who knows, maybe I'll bleed enough to die
Unless there's a much larger and deeper wound we can't see, not likely. Well, I suppose there's always the danger of infection...

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)09:40 No. 484456 ID: 2de44c
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>>484455

I know it won't kill me. Just...Wishful thinking.

And Jackson. He's much smarter than me. He reminds me that I would be useless without him, and that no one else would love me.

He only punched me, though. The cuts are not of his doing.

I hope you have some way to get a second opinion. It's never a good idea to get all your advice from one person, no matter how smart he might be.

Especially if that advice comes in the form of fists.

>>484456
The amount of love you get from Jackson seems pretty small; not enough to be worth the pain and damage you've taken. If such a tiny amount of love comes with this level of trauma then you'd be better off with no love.

>>484459
>>484465

..I-I deserve it though. He loves me, and I love him. He hit me because I talked to another guy.
I shouldn't have done that.

...My eye is swelling shut. It really hurts.

Did he punch the other guy? What made you fall in love with Jackson in the first place? You might want to put a warm wet cloth on that eye too.

>>484476
Or maybe a cold cloth if you have it. Definitely clean up those cuts though. ((my first aid book says not to bother treating bruises, so it doesn't list anything to do to help.))

This is a very... Lifelike situation... Okay well I think you need a different outlook, There are how many people in the world? And you're going to let a few twats get you down to where you inflict pain on yourself and let your partner hit you. Please get it by your head that you choose to be affected by this. Those people that have told you these bad thing are only as bad as the things they say, so ignore their cries of attention and ager. Fuck'em and be happy. :3

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)16:02 No. 484530 ID: 2de44c
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>>484476
>>484480

I met him a couple months ago at a bar. I was drunk off my ass from my last break up, and I was trying to walk back home. But not even a street down, I got corned by some guys. I wouldn't have been able to defend myself, but Jackson...He just came outta' no where, and scared them off!

I...Had to repay him, but I didn't have any money to actually pay. So...He said payment would be to be his girlfriend.

I don't care if the cuts get infected. I just need to get this bruise fixed up-I've got a date with Jackson in a couple hours. Hopefully he'll forgive me..

But no, he didn't punch the other guy. It was my fault. I let him talk to me.

>>484523

There are a lot of people, sure, but how many will give a damn about me? Jackson has said I'm no better than any other whore on the corner. No one cars about them except for the sex.

I...I guess I could try to, you know, fix things up. I've been thinking about getting a new job.

This Jackson sounds like pure poison. If he truly cared about you he would not have called you any of those things or struck you. Get out of that relationship while you can otherwise you WILL be a useless waste of space. Just another victim. Just a statistic.

Cancel the date, get that new job. Find someone who will appreciate you for you. And you will find someone I garuntee it. You certainly are pretty enough.

I agree with this person, do more uplifting things and get that new job, you need to get happier, and not hang around rat bastard people.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)16:19 No. 484534 ID: 2de44c
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>>484531

N-no! I can't..I mean, I need something to eat...I don't have anything here. He says mean things, but..It's just 'cause he wants to improve me. Why else would he stay with me?

I'll look for a job, uh..Tomorrow, okay? I promise. And who knows, maybe Jackson'll get better..!

i think he says mean things because he's a mean person, hun.

if you can't blow off the date, then you can't blow off the date, but you have to start thinking about ending this relationship, even if being alone is scary. think about it: you used to like yourself, you met jackson, and now you don't anymore. sounds like something here is a problem and there's a 100% chance that problem is jackson.

He stays with you so he has someone to put down, to degrade. Its all about power, how he has it and you don't. It has nothing to do with care or love. Like I said he is pure poison. If you want to hear it from people who were like you seek out a womans shelter. They have volunteers who will tell you the same thing. A lot of them who were in the same position as you. They will give you a place to rest so he can't find you, food and help you find a job.

You need to leave him now. Otherwise he will simply make false promises and do this again and again. And it will be over other things. Like how you don't cook or clean well enough or don't do as he says. Talking to that man was just an excuse. Nothing more.

>Why else would he stay with me?
Because he's a dick who likes controlling and abusing you, and filling your head with self destructive poison.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)16:43 No. 484544 ID: 2de44c
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...I-I guess this is all true...I don't want to believe it, but..

I'll go to the date tonight, then start considering how to get out.

..How do I make this shiner look like it's not there? Jackson won't like me with it in public.

I could ask him to be nicer. Maybe he just doesn't realize he's getting like he is-I don't pay enough attention to him, yeah!

I wonder where he's taking me tonight.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)17:08 No. 484551 ID: 2de44c
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I'm just getting ready to bandage my wounds when my phone starts to ring.

It's Jackson!

>>484551
Swollen as it is there's no way to fake normalcy. You could always try bandaging it with gauze to make it seem like an injury that wasn't inflicted by your boyfriend.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)18:02 No. 484556 ID: 2de44c
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I hit the speaker button and haul myself onto the bathroom counter to wrap my thighs. My fat, ugly thighs. No matter how much weight I lose, they just stay so thick.

"Hi, Jackson!" I speak up, trying to make my voice cheery.
"I'm sooooo sorry for earlier--"

He cuts me off with a shut up.

"Don't give a fuck 'bout earlier, babe. All done and over with, right? Hurkhurk."

"Uhm, y-yeah, sure!" I stumble back. Usually these things are held over my head for weeks. If it's not, it means I'm getting something. Usually good. My heart gives a little flutter in anticipation now!!!

"Now babe, you know that little chinese place I used t' take you too all the time? Head down that way, n'll be a little shabby neighborhood right behind it. House, uh..."

There's some hushed muttering before he keeps talking.

"5633, Cross street, yeah yeah. Get yer ass down here, an' wear somethin' slutty." He hangs up.

Huh. Well, he's bought me plenty of slutty clothes, so that won't be a problem. I wonder what's happening?

DO NOT GO!

This stinks to high heaven. It sounds like hes going to be passing you around at that.

Nothing good. If I were you, I wouldn't show. Just leave.

i bet those guys he 'scared off' were his underlings and they didn't want to get in the boss's way.

This guy made you be his girlfriend as payment. I don't think he's changed - it sounds like he's abused you and treated you worse than a whore since you met. And now it looks suspiciously like he's ready to start handing you out to other people.

Don't go to him. You need to get out of here now.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)18:13 No. 484562 ID: 2de44c
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>>484557
>>484558

H-he'll come here and beat me up if I do that! Besides...I'm sure it can't be that bad. Sometimes he just likes to...Mess around in front of their friends, and show me off.

>>484560

I can't imagine something horrible like that! I haven't seen those men ever since he rescued me..

If he won't even let you talk to other men, how many people have you seen since you met him? He's used lies and violence to control you - I wouldn't be at all surprised if he staged that first attack.

You should just leave. He can't beat you up if you're gone when he gets back.

go to the police station and just cry and let them fill in the blanks. guarantee they will conclude boyfriend went bad.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)18:27 No. 484565 ID: 389f2b
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He'll wait for me here until I come back. I've got no other place to say. There's a time that I'll break up with him, but tonight is not the right night.

I slip on a loose shirt and a mini skirt. I don't bother with underwear-he'll end up screwing me no matter what happens tonight, and he usually just rips it off with his pocket knife. I'm running out of bras.

I put on two inch heels and start heading out. It's at least a 15 minute walk.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)18:42 No. 484567 ID: 389f2b
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I start walking.

I'm very tired.

>I can't imagine something horrible like that!
Except you just did.

At least keep an eye open as you walk right into this patently bad situation? Run if things looks bad. (Or rather, if things look bad enough to get through to you).

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)18:55 No. 484571 ID: 389f2b
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...This is the place.

The window out front is broken.

Something about this doesn't seem right. There's no way this could be the right house. Ask about the house at the Chinese restaurant; they're nearby, maybe they know where the real house is.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)19:14 No. 484577 ID: 389f2b
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It's 5633, alright.

I guess I've been too worse...

I knock on the door.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)19:27 No. 484581 ID: 389f2b
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[[im so dumb i uploaded these on a fuckin new thread]

I man I've never before answers the door. He's got an unsettling grin.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)19:32 No. 484585 ID: 389f2b
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He looks me up and down, his sight lingering on awkward places.

"I-is Jackson here..?"

"Yeah, he's here alright. You must be his bitch. Hruff, we're gonna have some fun wif' you..."

Worst fears confirmed! Get the hell out of there, girl!

You should go, now! These guys can't be up to anything good. Is he even wearing pants? ((I just realized asking about her last breakup could have led to something; there's no way it was worse than this. There's not any time now though.))

sits down and cries
DON'T DO
THE THING
GO AWAY FROM THE PLACE

Please go. Run, find a place to hold up for the night that he can't find you.

I don't want to see you hurt again. And continuing on this path will see you hurt.

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)19:58 No. 484597 ID: 389f2b
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S-shit! I know Jackson will be fucking pissed, but he's never made me do it with another man!

"I-I-I gotta go, actually, t-to meet some friends--"

He grabs my arm, and his other hand loops around my neck. His claws are overgrown and sting my skin.

>"You ain't goin' anywhere, hun. Jack n' I are gonna have a hell of a time wif' you. You ever been done by two guys are once? HRAH! 'Course you have, slut. C'mon in."

N-no! Jackson wouldn't make me do this!

"J-JACKSON! HELP!" I try to yell over his shoulder into the the house. He won't let happen, he loves me!

Crotch kick or punch him in the Adam's apple. Then run.

jam fingers in eyes

Alice 2013/01/11(Fri)20:11 No. 484613 ID: 389f2b
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Before I resort to hurting him, Jackson shoves his way in the door. He looks pissed-I can tell he's high and drunk.

>"The fuck r' ya doin', bitch? Get your fat fuckin' ass in here. You got us sittin' here fucking horny. Now, who ya' want at the front an' back? We'll switch a' course, but ya' know, you gotta feel like somethin' else other than a useless sex doll."

I start to teat up, pulling against the dog.

"J-Jackson, please! Let's just go out to eat tonight! I-I-I really don't feel up to this..!"

He pulls his ears back, scowling.

"Don't fuckin' talk to me like that, whore."

F-Fuck! It'd be easier to just go along...If I resist anymore, Jackson's not gonna forgive me! It's either flight or submission..Just a swift kick to wear it hurts, right..? He'll let me go?

no, being drunk makes you basically immune to pain. need a truely disabling attack or he will just get angrier.

You are wearing two inch heels. There are two guys. One will chase you. Punch Jackson in the adam's apple. (he can't chase because he can't breathe, will be worsened by him being drunk) Kick his friend in the nads when he catches up. (enough pain to let go, worsened by being sober) If you do the same thing twice, it probably won't work.

Whatever you do, put as much force into it as you can. You're doing the right thing.

There's always letting them do it and killing them in their sleep, but then it is no longer self defence. if you get into the street, screaming is unlikely to help, as you have apparently been brought into a lesser municipality, so you will have to hide, considering I have doubts as to your ability to murder two men who are both twice your size... it seems like the safest option is to let them do it and fuck them even harder later... in court.

I think you should have listened to the logic and stay home, then call the police to let them know he's going to come beat you up, but oh well. I agree with this person: >>484618

>If I resist anymore, Jackson's not gonna forgive me!
You don't need his forgiveness. He's trash. His opinion is not valid.

Violence is the answer, here.

Scrape your heel down the shin of the guy holding onto you to make him let go. Punch Jackson in the throat as hard as you can, kick off the heels, and run.

I sincerely bore you don't die. remember that if you get caught and your arms are pinned, you have sharp teeth. also, if you partially drop someone with groin damage, you can apply your knee to their nose or eyes as they double over. And please, do get rid of the heals when you run.

>>484616
>>484618
>>484623
>>484626
>>484694
>>484705
>>484752
Don't think this is going to work the way you guys think it will. The girl has the body of an anorexic and I don't think she's eaten at all today considering it was the hope for food that got her out here. This is a rape and a murder waiting to happen.

>>484757
((A punch to the windpipe (especially for someone who already has depressed breathing from alcohol/marijuana) is enough to kill someone in some cases. With her strength, she would just knock the wind out of him for a few minutes. Those heels would probably help her hurt his friend a lot.(especially if he is sober) We don't need to hurt them enough to put them in the hospital, just to distract them for 2-3 min so she can get away. I kinda doubt he would feel like raping her after a kick to the nads anyway.))

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)07:48 No. 484769 ID: 389f2b
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I-it would be easier to just let it happen and take it to police, but I don't think I could live with myself to just..Let it happen.

It occurs to me how weak I am, having eaten barely anything in the past two days. I don't think I have a choice now-if I let this happen, he'll know he has all the power over me.

I aim a weak, flying punch at Jackson's windpipe-I barely hit, and I'm fairly sure I hurt my hand more than him. I'm lefthanded, and since I punched with my right, I don't think he'll be down for too long.

The other dog hasn't let go of me!

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)07:51 No. 484770 ID: 389f2b
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I send a knee flying into his crotch, and he howls, taking his hands off me to grab the area of impact. My sides scream in pain from the quick movements, but I ignore them.

No way am I getting anywhere in the heels, so I kick them off and start forward. Hardly past the driveway, I'm breathing heavy.

Where should I go?! I could go home, to the police, or...I-I don't know! I don't have a friend to run to!

You won't be able to run for long enough to get away. Get as much distance as you can, then find a hiding spot - preferably somewhere small enough that they wouldn't be able to get in even if they did find you.

Probably best to find somehwere to hide. If you still have your phone on you, you could call the police when you've hidden well enough.

Well do you have a cell phone? Call them and they come to you, just make sure you are hidden so that the guys don't get wind of you.

Do you think they would cover for you at the Chinese restaurant? Long enough for you to use their phone to call, then wait for the police? It was close if I remember right, and you seemed to like the place. The only reason I can think for not going there would be if one of his friends owned the place.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)09:29 No. 484794 ID: 389f2b
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...I'm able to get to the Chinese place, but I here Jackson screaming at me. My punch really didn't put him down too much, fuck!

There's a grey fox girl in a waitress uniform out back, tossing a bag of trash out. Should I call out to her and ask for help? She might let me hide inside..

Don't yell! Jackson will hear you. Run up to her and whisper as quickly as you can that you need to hide inside. Make sure she comes in with you so Jackson can't get at her.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)10:30 No. 484806 ID: 389f2b
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She sees me running towards her, and stops in confusion-Jackson is yelling loud enough about how he'll skin me alive that she can hear.

"M-Miss, please!! My boyfriend and his f-friend tried to rape me, a-and he's going to hurt me!"

I start sobbing, out of breath.

She wraps an arm around me, and starts shhhing me, leading me in through the back door.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)11:13 No. 484816 ID: 389f2b
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She puts me in the back room after explaining what's happening to her coworkers. Apparently, this isn't uncommon in this area. She asks me for the address, and I give it to her-she tells me that they'll call the police, who after apprehending them, will get me for questioning.

I nod and curl up against the wall. I'm scared, but...This is the right thing to do, right?

I hear shouting.

>"I SAW YOU TAKE THE FUCKIN' BITCH IN HERE!"

I shove myself further on the wall at the sound of Jackson's voice and try to shut out the noise.

I'm invisible, I'm invisible, I'm invisible

if it isn't uncommon in this area, they can handle it. quietly look for something you could use as a weapon if things get bad and try to find a more hidden spot if you can.

the chef has access to knives, big knives. you will be safe.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)11:19 No. 484819 ID: 389f2b
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>"Get back, sir, the police our on their way--!"

There's the sound of shattering glass, and a scream. Lot's of fumbling and angry cries go on.

I'm invisible I'm invisible I'M INVISIBLE I'M INVISIBLE

Look around for anything to defend yourself just in case he gets by the restaurant staff. You did good by the way. You stood up to him.

When the police comes tell the truth. He invited you to a date after beating you, and when you went it was clear he and his friends were gonna gang-rape you. You fought them off (tell them how) then ran here. He chased you and the restuarant staff can back you up here.

find a wepon.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)11:24 No. 484822 ID: 389f2b
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>"We got him, we got him!"

I hear the waitress that led me in calling out. I wonder if the other dog had followed Jackson, or if he was more hurt.

There's a long string of curses and threats from Jackson for another few minutes until the sound of sirens hits the air, even as far back I am.

I try not to listen to the sound of the cops coming in.

It feels like forever, but finally a soft knock sounds against the backroom door-the knob turns slowly, and a cop pokes his head in. He asks me if I'm okay, or hurt.

you are okay now, physically, but... you don't know what to do now.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)11:45 No. 484829 ID: 389f2b
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I tell him that I'm okay, just very scared and lost. He helps me up.

>"We're just going to take you to the station for some questioning. Is that all right?"

His voice is gentle, and he lets me lean on him for support.

"Y-yeah...I'll tell you anything." I mumble back.

I feel a tap on my shoulder, and the waitress hands me a box of to-go food with a smile.

>"Get some meat on your bones, honey."

She walks away before I can thank her.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)12:27 No. 484837 ID: 389f2b
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They take me to the station, and I'm informed that both Jackson and 'Earl', the other man, have been put in cells.

The questioning begins.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)12:36 No. 484841 ID: 389f2b
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>"So, this Jackson fellow..Was he your boyfriend, Alice?"

"..Y-yeah."

>"When did you start dating him?"

"A-about, uh..3 months ago?"

The officer scrawls something on a piece of paper.

>"I know this is hard, Alice, but everything is going to be alright. Now..Did he ever hurt you, Alice?"

Well. That went reasonably well. The fact that they pursued you, and damaged the restaurant (and resisted arrest?) puts more on them. That's big, since before it amounted to a domestic dispute and partner abuse- crimes that are very under prosecuted. Them digging themselves in deeper helps.

Right now though, it all depends on what kind of cops you get. We don't know how sympathetic or helpful they'll be (it can range from very to not at all).

Stick to the truth, and don't let them get to you if the questions get accusatory. Sometimes in these kinds of interviews they push hard (although that's really a dick move to take with a victim, it does happen).

Remember tell the truth.

admit he gave you that black eye. because he did.

Alice 2013/01/12(Sat)12:42 No. 484845 ID: 389f2b
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........."Yes."

>"Is that how you got your black eye? Has he done anything else?"

I spill to him everything he has done to me-including the near gang rape. All the while the officer takes notes of everything I say.

It feels like forever goes by. My head hurts really bad, and I kinda' feel like I'm going pass out.

The officer tells me I can go home now. I thank him, grab the food, and begin walking home. I don't live too far away.

Right, when you get home first thing's first. Eat, you need the energy to heal. Then start arranging to go somewhere he can't find you. Stay with your parents or a friend for a while if you have them, or find a different appartment.

Then get some rest, you deserve it. Tomorrow is gonna be a busy day.

Or if you don't have friends or family to fall back on? Find a clinic. Cities usually have a place to help victims of this kind of abuse. If you don't know where to look, I'm sure the cops will point you in the right direction.

Get some rest, and maybe regroup later. You've been through a lot in a really short period of time.

It'd be a good idea to find someone else to stay with soon, though.

>>484845
What else has he done to you besides the constant emotional abuse and grooming you to be okay with prostituting yourself at his command?

Congrats on handling yourself. Go home and eat your food. Lock/brace the door with a chair before you go to sleep.(In case his friend wasn't caught) Then get some rest; you earned it.

Man you would have had such a great case to jail him if you had just gone through with it. Plus you'd have sex with 2 guys that's like 2 times the sex! You really have to work on your priorities, girl!

But seriously, what you need to do is figure out how to get a non-asshole boyfriend. Accomplish nothing other than that and you will find most of your problems go away. Accomplish anything but that and you'll end up getting wrecked eventually. There are a lot worse things out there than an all night gang bang.

Considering your er, physical evidence and several witnesses I'd say your BF is going away for a long time. But he did have the one friend, might have more. Need to lay low for a while until the heat dies down, and get some way to protect yourself. And get some meat on those bones!

it may be best to ask the police about accommodation, they have places, i belive called half way houses?, that are run to protect women like you. they also have people who will help you undo the, well call it what it is, the Brainwashing he put you through.

oh by the way, dont freak out to much over the voices in your head, we are here to help. but if a psychologist tells you to ignore us then you should do that, its your brain after all, we are just visiting.

>>484880
A halfway house sounds like an excellent idea.

Alice 2013/01/14(Mon)09:35 No. 485180 ID: 389f2b
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I thought halfway houses were for drug addicts, or AA meetings, or ex-cons? I guess it won't hurt to do some looking around, though. I won't ask now only because I'm too nervous to turn around and go back to the cop station.

>>484880

Voices? I don't really see it like that-it's more of, my inner reasoning finally returning to me. I haven't though for myself too much in the recent past.

I don't think I'll eat tonight. No reason, just...I wanna sleep. Maybe I'll eat it for lunch tomorrow.

Alice 2013/01/14(Mon)09:49 No. 485183 ID: 389f2b
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As I reach home, my sight lingers on a bottle of unopened booze.

The thought of a beerbelly turns me away from it, and I head to my bedroom.

...Without Jason, I won't be able to afford rent even with a job. He paid it for me when I ran out of cash.

You have to eat. You were injured, you expended lots of energy running and furthermore its why you couldn't run far. You need that if you want to hold a job. They'll fire you if you can't work for the full time without falling over.

What you want is more of a clinic than a halfway house, I think. Still, whatever you call it, there are usually institutions or organizations in place to help people in your situation.

And you'll find a job, or we can move someplace cheaper if need be. Don't worry about it too much tonight.

Eat like half the food then. Chinese food is better fresh.

Alice 2013/01/14(Mon)18:37 No. 485305 ID: 389f2b
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...I'll eat some tomorrow.

I promise.

For now, though, I'm going to bed.

Alice 2013/01/14(Mon)18:49 No. 485323 ID: 389f2b
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I collapse into my bed, and sleep comes dreamless and restless.

I wake up when light streams into the only window of the rented apartment room.

A new day.

Maybe get something to eat now?

Alice 2013/01/14(Mon)19:06 No. 485337 ID: 389f2b
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...I suppose I promised. Funny thing, though-my stomach feels all tight and rock like, I'm not even hungry!

I'll see if I'm hungry again by lunch.

Um, no. No appetite means your sick.

Can you force yourself to eat anything? Some soup, maybe? That's easy to heat up, and to keep down.

yeah you feel not hungry because of bad reasons, you need to jam something in there.

It's been like 3 days since you've last eaten, right? You should be starving. When was the last time you had anything to drink?

do not wait. Remember the last time you didn't listen? All our warnings that you didn't listn to... and you were almost gang-raped. Eat. take it slow. Drink some water. Small sips. But eat it all and drink an entire glass at the very least.

Woah woah, don't eat anything! You're far too delicate for that. Instead what you want is to make soup. Do you have any dehydrated soup? Warm it up and sip it slooooowly.

Yeah, you aren't going to be able to eat solids today. drinking may be painful. Heat up some chicken broth, or buy a bottle of orange juice. actually, this is hospital- worthy, you ought to have a nutrient IV in you, they won't put you in the ER or anything, but you would definitely get a room for yourself, malnutrition is serious business. being at a hospital also provides two other benefits; you can ask about shelters for abused women there, as that really is a thing you should look into, and your ex-boyfriends bros are less likely to find you and kill you for putting him in the slammer.

Alice 2013/01/15(Tue)05:37 No. 485448 ID: 389f2b
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I-I can't go to the hospital! The bill would kill me...I don't have insurance.

I think I had some chicken broth, I dunno.

Alice 2013/01/15(Tue)05:46 No. 485449 ID: 389f2b
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There's an old can covered in dust and webs.

If it's not expired, cook it! You've got to eat something.

>>485449
Is the can swollen?

Alice 2013/01/15(Tue)18:19 No. 485536 ID: 389f2b
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>>485534
((nah, just shitty art))


I set a pan on the stove and turn the burner on, pouring the broth in.

I don't want to eat it suddenly, watching it pour out.

It'll be disgusting. Make me ugly. I stop breathing, trying to shut out the delicious smell.

the only person that called you ugly is in jail, he was doing bad things. you cannot trust someone like that.

>>485536
Not eating it will kill you, and you really don't deserve to die.

>>485536
No, that's the wrong attitude. Not eating makes you sick. Sick is not pretty. Hurting yourself does not make the ugly go away- because pain and hurt and sick are ugly things. And you should not inflict them on yourself, or others.

That means what you are telling yourself ifs wrong. And if anyone else told you that, then they are wrong too.

Skeletons are ugly. you could eat, live, and be beautiful, or starve, wither, and be ugly. AND DON'T YOU DARE TRY TO PURGE OR ANYTHING AFTER YOU EAT THAT SOUP. you deserve to have healthy.

It smells delicious. Your body knows it will taste good. And the waitress who helped you thought that you should eat. She was really nice and wouldn't want you to if it was bad for you.

Zach Leigh 2013/01/16(Wed)12:35 No. 485744 ID: 389f2b
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FINE! I'LL EAT, I'LL EAT

J-Just a little. Not all of it. I'll toss the rest out. Drink a little water. I'm perfectly fine. I'm fine.

You don't have to eat it, if you don't want to. You're not fine though. You're very upset and you don't feel well.

You need to eat, take that first bite.

No you are not fine. Fine people can eat, and eat healthily. Fine people don't look like death warmed over. Please eat. It doesn't have to be all of it right now. But save the rest. Let your body get used to eating again and eat it all throughout the next couple days. If you only eat a little and go back to the way you were it doesn't help at all.

Calm down. Have a few sips then stop if you don't feel like eating anymore.

Alice 2013/01/16(Wed)17:30 No. 485793 ID: 389f2b
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Just a sip.

I used to eat three meals everyday.

Now I drink maybe one glass of water a day.

Alice 2013/01/16(Wed)17:30 No. 485794 ID: 389f2b
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It smells so good.

My stomach makes a distressed noise.

Alice 2013/01/16(Wed)17:31 No. 485795 ID: 389f2b
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There.

Alice 2013/01/16(Wed)17:32 No. 485798 ID: 389f2b
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Breakfast is over.

Don't throw away the rest. That would be wasteful. Just put it in the refrigerator.

...when do you last eat? You look pretty emaciated.

You made the choice yesterday that you weren't worthless. You stood up for yourself, and refused to let yourself be abused.

You need to keep standing up for yourself. You're worth surviving. You need to eat.

Alice 2013/01/16(Wed)18:06 No. 485804 ID: 389f2b
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I don't have a fridge anymore-Jackson sold it to get some money for drugs. He said I don't need it since I don't eat anymore.

I'll just put it in a plastic container and hope it lasts.

It was three days up until now. But..I haven't eaten much in the past couple months.

That's not good at all, but I understand what you're saying.

If you don't want to eat, can you think of anything you need to take care of right now?

>>485804
I say you should have more than that.

When did this not eating thing start? And how often did Jackson feed you?

Hm, you are denying yourself of a need. You need food to survive, people don't like a skeleton just as much as they don't like obesity, you need to take care of your body. That includes eating healthy... Which you're not doing...

You might want to find that halfway house. They're not really for just druggies, they're for anyone who's halfway out of a house. Druggies just tend to need that sort of thing. You might be able to help there, and even find someone to talk with.

Well... you did do as I said, (even though I said a few sips) so I'll back off a bit for now. Drink some water and try to find some place to stay. Try to come back for lunch though, even if it's just a few bites. We can get you back to 3 meals a day.

Alice 2013/01/17(Thu)07:17 No. 485868 ID: 389f2b
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A bit after our first week together. He told me he wanted to fuck me, and I agreed. We went to our place, and undressed. But he took one look at me and laughed, saying I was too fat. If I lost some weight, I'd be good enough.

Everytime he took me out to eat, at least three times a week, he'd make a big public deal about my weight. So I just ate salads. Soon I stopped finishing even the salads. Jackson finally said I was skinny enough, and fucked me every night.

That's what I looked like before I started loosing weight-I took a picture to make comparisons.

I guess I'll seek out a halfway house, then. I can't afford this place for the rest of the month.

I'll go ahead and get dressed, make some calls, pack up and leave.

Why are you still listening to anything he told you? You saw yesterday he was no good. He's been abusing you and hurting you- even with his words. He's poisoned your mind if he's got you believing you don't need to eat, as sure as he left that shiner on your face.

If someone proves to be an untrustworthy bastard trying to whore you out? Then you can't trust anything he told you.

(I really think we're looking for more of a clinic than a halfway house, but eh, semantics).

You looked better when you ate regularly; not that you're ugly, but now I feel like you'd snap like a twig if anyone tried anything. You do have a strong enough will to make it though, just take it a step at a time.

If you're moving your stuff by yourself, take a bite/sip every time your stomach growls or you feel hungry; even if you don't feel like eating. You gotta keep your strength up for moving, and food is the best way of doing that.

Alice 2013/01/17(Thu)13:37 No. 485922 ID: 389f2b
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3 HOURS LATER

...This is the place. There's a small, windowless building, which seems to be attached to a much larger one. It was a 45 minute drive on the bus-I left a note on my apartments door for my landlord, apologizing for not being able to give my last payment.

Alice 2013/01/17(Thu)13:51 No. 485924 ID: 389f2b
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I walk in. It's the reception office-this place is run by the local hospital.

I walk up to the short, chubby kobold at the desk and tell her I'd like to take residence.

She nods and clicks on her keyboard a few times.

>"Name?"

"Alice Tilly."

>"Age?"

"21."

>"Current job or occupation?"

"...None."

>"Insurance?"

"I-I thought I didn't need any to stay here..?"

>"Oh, you don't deary! I've just gotta ask. Now, what is your reason for staying?"

She eyes me up and down, her eyes lingering on the shiner and my tiny frame.

>"Drug abuse? Domestic abuse recovery? Eating disorders?"

"Uhm, the last two.."

She gives a nod, offering a small smile.

>"You'll be staying in dorm B, second floor, orom 23. Just follow the signs on the wall, and you'll get there. In about half an hour, the floor leader will come and introduce himself, and take you the cafeteria for lunch. There's a bathroom with showers a few doors down from you, so you can freshen up if you want. Enjoy your stay!"

...I didn't expect it to be a nice set up like this. I had some ghetto, badly run place stuck in my head.

It seems like a really nice place. Go freshen up a bit and check your cuts while you're there.

Alice 2013/01/17(Thu)18:08 No. 485960 ID: 389f2b
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...Oh! This is a nice little room. It has a dresser and mirror, with a cushion chair. The bed has a royal blue comforter and a single pillow.

There's a window on the far side of the room.

Sorry it's late but in response to the photo you were perfect that way, you were a proper weight and beautiful. It's sad that Jackson would put you into such an awful state of mind about that great of a body. Anyways, rehab centers are usually okay if there is a proper affiliation, the fact it;s run by the local hospital means you will get proper help, so way to go in your choice.

Just lay down for starters. Think about how you're safe here.

Alice 2013/01/17(Thu)18:59 No. 485979 ID: 389f2b
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I toss my suitcase in the corner of the room and spread out on the bed.

Yeah...This place IS nice. It feels safe. Safe and happy.

I like it here.

What's out the window?

Check out the view? If they made you see a therapist for your eating disorder, would you be fine with going?

Sam 2013/01/18(Fri)07:38 No. 486128 ID: 389f2b
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I glance out the window. It's a little garden area!

I suppose I'd do whatever they asked me to do for my, uh, recovery. I owe the hospital so much as that for allowing me to stay here.

What is that behind the tree?

Alice 2013/01/18(Fri)07:48 No. 486132 ID: 389f2b
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It looks like a slime person. I can't see their face, though.

That's... good, but not quite right. You are here to heal, in many ways. The hospital is here to facilitate that process. If you feel a debt to them, pay it by really healing, not just doing what they say because they say it. It's okay if you don't understand the difference right away though.

>>486133
Couldn't have said it better myself, I agree.

>>486132
Slime...person. Is it normal to see one of those?

Zach Leigh 2013/01/18(Fri)11:54 No. 486167 ID: 389f2b
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Ah, that is a good point..! Though hopefully I won't have to do quite as terrible deeds here as I am used to...This place seems very orderly, so I don't expect to be asked to do anything outrageous or senseless.

And slime folk aren't too hard to come across, no. They tend to stick to the sewers, since not many people like them, and now that they crawl around everywhere smelling like washed up shit, everyone has even less respect for them.
Only a few slimes end up with their own houses. They come here from the swamplands, thinking the city will do them good, but quickly figure out how wrong they are.

For a few moments, I wonder why this slime is here.

they can fix that if they get clean water and good smelling foods. they take you are what you eat to the extreme. it probably wants to get better too.

Hmm. Well, remember if you're going to ask someone why they're here, you have to be prepared to talk about why you're here.

If you're feeling up to it, maybe go talk to them!

How would they work? (can only get a house by working for cash) Can they hold things normally if they try? ((I don't really get how a semi-permeable creature can function in a capitalist economy.))

>>486167
>>486176
>>486188
I encourage you to talk with other people here! You don't only lack in your body-health with an eating-disorder... you need some positiv "normal" (in a social sense) social contacts...

Of course not now. The doctor should soon arrive... also, don't ask him about patients. ask them when it's time. Be prepared to talk about yourself and find strength in other's encouragement and your own gratitude...

Suggestion 2013/01/18(Fri)15:54 No. 486205 ID: 389f2b
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I'll talk to them if I see them inside-I don't really feel like I have the right to tromp around wherever I please, including out there...I'll ask the floor leader when he comes.

And I certainly won't ask her! ...Him? I-I can't really tell, to be honest...But, it just seems like it's, uh, their business and not mine. I think there's like, a group talk, right? Maybe the slime will show up there.

And...I dunno, really. Depending if they have enough slime-and if they've got enough water to be that flexible-they can take a form like a persons. And...I dunno, they can pick things up and all, but they're still really squishy and, well, slimey. I dunno how they function.

When I glance back out the window, the slime is crawling away from the tree at an alarmingly fast rate for having no legs.

Meh, they probably think people move around alarmingly fast for things balanced on twiggly stilts.

Is it chasing or running away from something?

Alice 2013/01/19(Sat)11:58 No. 486330 ID: 389f2b
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I can't tell. It just seems to be heading towards the building.


There's a knock on the door.

>"Miss Tilly?"

Oh! Has it been half an hour already?

"Yes, I'm ready!" I never got to take a shower or re-bandage my cuts, but I can do that later.

>>486330

Hold on, ask what they want. You want to make sure this is just the floor leader taking you to the cafeteria for lunch.

Alice 2013/01/19(Sat)15:29 No. 486349 ID: 14ec87
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He pops his head in before I can ask.

>"Hey, Alice! I'm Dr. Miller, your floor leader."

...I can't tell if he's a dog, kobold, or dogkobold. I think the latter?

"Oh! Nice to meet you, sir!"

>"And you as well. Now, let's head to lunch, shall we? After lunch, we have group. Have you gotten time to unpack?"

"Not yet. I can do that later, though."

He nods, and holds open the door for me.

Alice 2013/01/19(Sat)15:36 No. 486350 ID: 14ec87
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He leads me to the cafeteria, and I wander over to the soup section, Dr. Miller following me.

It's just now that I realize I have to eat. I stand, staring at the food and willing it to go away.

>"..Alice, are you alright?"

"I-I already ate enough today. I don't think I could stomach anything else, ha.."

I can feel his worried stare, but I don't care. There are a ton of people in here, no way could I eat all of this in front of them.

Kobolds are kind of slapdash so it's hard to tell sometimes. Just take some soup back to your room.

if you can't eat by yourself they will be forced to give you hunger meds. as in, meds that MAKE you really hungry.

>>486352

Are you nuts? They wouldn't do that! Do those meds even exist?

>>486353
if they can't force a starving person to eat then they need drastic measures.

>>486355

I think you're just retarded. Nobody does that. Nobody. The worst possible outcome is an I.V. drip.

Would you be more comfortable with eating something if it were just you and him? Ask if there is somewhere private the two of you can eat. He definitely wouldn't let you eat somewhere just by yourself in case you try to just dump it.

Pssst!!!! I am fine with most slurs but if you could please refrain from using 'retarded' as an insult on this thread?

In any case, however, hunger pills are quite real, though they usually double with another affect. Such as for me, there have been cases where i had to take pills to not eat because of stress/depression binging and pills to make me eat from similar problems
Just some clarification!!!

Eat some salad here, preferably one with a tiny bit of meat. Noone will think that badly of you for eating one. I would never think someone eating a salad would be eating too much. If nothing else, take some back with you. The good thing about eating here though is that it gives you an excuse to talk to and meet people. They'll think it's a bit weird if they're eating but you're not.

Alice 2013/01/21(Mon)18:45 No. 486757 ID: 389f2b
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Salad. That's a good idea. The main serving table has small cups of salad assortments, and I grab a cup of iceberg lettuce. I believe they're practically just water, so I don't feel as bad eating it.

I turn to the doctor, who is frowning heavily.

"M-May I eat somewhere else? You can come, of course, I just...Don't want to eat with everyone in here.."

He shakes his head a little.

>"Just try to eat in here today to see how it is. No one is watching you eat, nor do they care what you eat. There's a empty table over there, if you'd rather sit away."

Alice 2013/01/21(Mon)18:46 No. 486760 ID: 389f2b
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I glance to wear he is pointing. A row of empty tables-most of the others are sitting together on one end of the room.

...Hopefully none of them will notice me.

I pull out a piece of lettuce and let it sit in my palm.
0 I get dizzy. I can feel Miller's eyes on me, his shameful look. Shamed at me about to eat? Shamed at not eating?

I already ate today. I don't need to eat more. Just a few sips of water and I'll be fine.

Alice 2013/01/21(Mon)18:50 No. 486762 ID: 389f2b
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[[i forgot the image
and no her hand is not messed up i just hate drawing hands]]

If he doesn't make you eat, then that's fine for right now. You've just got to remember that you can't keep doing this. It's not good for you.

Alice you are a wonderful person. You are alive and well and you can do amazing things. Even standing and walking are miracles to one who has given away that power. Things may be bad, but you are lifting up that lettuce in your hand. As long as you have life in you, that hand can lift you as high as you need to go. You can get better. You can heal from this. You don't deserve to die. And death is no escape, because in the coming zombie apocalypse you will be forced to walk the world once more, hungry instead not for lettuce, but only brains!

1/6 Alice 2013/01/28(Mon)15:05 No. 488439 ID: 2de44c
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((updates will be a lot more frequent when my new tablet arrives wow and probably better and less hurried!))

After the first piece, I manage to down the rest. As soon as my fingers rapped against the bottom of the salad cup, a huge weight falls onto my shoulder, and I swear that I feel the morsels ripping against my stomach, angry I ate so much.

I cast a quick glance around to see if anyone is watching me eat all of that, and find that Dr. Miller is frowning at me. Judging me. I open my mouth to apologize, but he speaks first.

>"Do...You wish to eat any more, Alice? There's plenty for everyone here."

I can practically hear the anger dripping from his words, thinking that I am a pig, a selfish pig who ate so much that the others are going to starve to death, the ones that deserve to eat and--

>"Alice?? Are you alright? Do you need to go to nurse?"

"I-I'm fine..! I'm sorry, I ate before I came, I didn't mean to eat so-"

>"Alice dear, it's fine! Just as long as you make sure you eat enough, okay? Now, lunch is about to end, so how about we head to group?"

"Okay."

2/6 Alice 2013/01/28(Mon)15:06 No. 488440 ID: 2de44c
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He leads me to the room, and takes a seat. I stand off, watching to see what all the others are doing.
There are 8 chairs, all put in a circle format. People seem to be sitting where ever they want.

3/8 Alice 2013/01/28(Mon)15:07 No. 488441 ID: 2de44c
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There's the slime I saw earlier! The chair next to them is empty.

4/6 Alice 2013/01/28(Mon)15:08 No. 488442 ID: 2de44c
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I take a seat next to them.


(( hhhHHH I'LL PUT THE NEXT TOO UP IN LIKE 15 MINUTES SORRY ))

They don't smell like sewage, do they?

5/6 Alice 2013/01/28(Mon)15:32 No. 488449 ID: 2de44c
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They...Smell like that toy thing, silly putty, kind off. But it's really strong. They smell rather clean otherwise!

In a few minutes, the whole ed with others, all taking a seat. I make mental note that everyone here appears to be female, other than the smileperson.

Once everyone is seated, Miller clears is throats and claps his hands.

>"EVERYONE! I'm glad to see those who showed up did! We've got too new members, as you've noticed, being these two lovely ladies sitting next to each other. Why don't you two introduce yourselves and your reason for being here?"

I guess that answers what the slime is. I REALLY don't want to speak first, but slime speaks first, thankfully.

>"EEEYY', I'm Blurp!" She cooes in a deepish voice, very...ghetto sounding. I can't tell where or how she's speaking, either.
>"I'm here 'cause Imma bit smarter than most of em' globs down enn da gutters, even if I ain't soundin' like I'm all too intell-ihent. But dats why I'm heer'! I gotta gets me schoolin', prove I ain't nothin' but a dumb pile a' goo!"
Everyone seems rather taken back, but seem impressed by her claims.
>"Now down in da' dumps, I spen' some baaad time wiff' bad slimes and I got mine body all screwed all up! I gots some bad drugs in ma' body that can--"

6/6 Alice 2013/01/28(Mon)15:37 No. 488451 ID: 2de44c
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Dark slime splatters onto my face, a bubble bursting from under her...slime.

>"HRAAAHHH! Like dat right there! I dun burst erry' few hours a couple times, 'cause ma slime all poisoned! Gotsa' get ma body offa' tha' stuff. An' sorry, gal. It don't stain."


...T-that was interesting.

But what should I say now?! Everyone is looking at me for my turn, and I've suddenly got a headache. My entire back side of my head is pulsing, and I feel a bit disoriented...Just, feed me words so I can repeat them without having to think...

Say you're here because you had an abusive boyfriend and that you're here to get better after what he did to you. Everyone here can see how skinny you are, so whether or not you tell them, they will know the main problem. If you want to face it head-on and earn more respect, you can say that you have trouble making yourself eat. (even you know that you're supposed to eat more than once a day, right? If nothing else, eat 3 smaller meals.)

Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)07:35 No. 488567 ID: 389f2b
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"I....I had an abusive boyfriend. H-he made me so skinny, I mean, you know...I can't eat.." The next few words spill out without much thought. I feel as if an immense pressure is crushing my head.
"'cause I'm fat..Useless, stupid." I'm slightly aware that I'm swaying dangerously-I feel a pressure on my arms, someone touching me.

Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)07:36 No. 488569 ID: 389f2b
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Black dots dance in front of my eyes.

Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)07:37 No. 488570 ID: 389f2b
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...I'm tired.

There's a lot of noise around me, and I want it to stop.
People are crowding all around me.
I smell iron.

Yep. well, we told you, and now you have toxic material on your face too. se you when you wake up.

Well, good on you for being honest with the problem, at least.

>I smell iron
That's blood. Also, I think you're passing out.

lay down, NOW. before you pass out and hurt yourself.

[SOMETIME LATER]


When I come to my senses, I think I'm blind.

...But it turns out my eyes are just closed.

I don't want to open them.

I hear a beeping noise, a constant humming, and a soreness in my wrist. Actually, there is an overall stinging over my body-namely my shoulders, hips and chest.

..My head feels weird. I raise my hand that is not attached to an IV and brush numb fingers over my scalp. It's....shaved.

>>488602
Maybe you're additionally allergic to that toxic slime... or are too weak from eating far too LESS!
They probably shaved you to get the stuff away fast...

Huh. Shaved head is a little weird for someone who's just starving. Maybe you were worse off than we knew?

Your options right now basically amount to trying to go back to sleep, or opening your eyes and finding out what's going on.

You could always wheel around the IV holder, leaning on it and stumbling blindly because your eyes are closed.

1/2 Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)17:58 No. 488665 ID: 389f2b
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I have no clue why my head is shaved. A sudden smell hits me, one of cleanliness and...well, a smell that reminds me of just 'white'.

I open my eyes-the room is nearly blindingly white. There are two giant light fixtures embedded in the ceiling, but neither are on. The light is streaming in from a single window and a door that seems to be behind a curtain.

My head hurts.

Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)18:02 No. 488666 ID: 389f2b
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[I GOT THE FILES MIXED UP]

A man wearing a white jacket and blue scrubs walks in. He seems surprised to see that I'm awake, but greets me with a smile.

>"Alice! Everyone will be pleased that you're up so early."

He waits for a response, but I can't seem to make my mouth move.

>"Alice, before anything else...I've got good-ish news, and bad news...What would you like to hear first?"

I stare at my feet. Or rather, the lumps under my white bedsheets. My wrist is pulsing where the IV is in. What do I want to hear first? Nothing feels real.

Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)18:37 No. 488673 ID: 07e10b
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[Actually going to go ahead and finish this
Badder art due to kindle]

"...Good news first."

>"Your malnutrition is under control. Your IV is supplying much needed nutrients. Your cuts as well have been dressed properly."

Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)18:38 No. 488674 ID: 07e10b
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>"The bad news though..."

END ALICEQUEST Alice 2013/01/29(Tue)18:40 No. 488675 ID: 07e10b
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>"We noticed some complications further than the toxic slime and did a scan..."

My head hurts.

>"...Alice, you've got a brain tumor."

[END ZOMBIEQUEST SHORT]

Alice is Sam? Kind of hard to believe. That or Mal's contagious.

Alice is Mal