Patient number: 34

Pet Name: Cards
Owner: Cheshire
Theme / Type: Albino cheran
Born: July 16, 2012
Gender: Male
Collection: 4

Level: 1
Hit Points: 15 / 15
Strength: 15
Defense: 0
Speed: 20
Intellect: 10
Misticpower: 1

Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0

Books Read

Books Read: None

Exotic Foods Eaten

Foods Eaten: 0/1155 [ View Foods ]

Patient 34 File: White Rabbit

I am forever Wonderland's! Please return me to them if anything strange were to occur!

**Not too much on the new Ricket...so have the old one

Patient Journal

April 13
Oh dear, oh dear, what am I to do? Words cannot express the vast amount of confusion that clouds my mind and my thoughts! I'm not sure what happened for it all came too quickly! One minute I'm home and then another I find myself in such a strange new world! Unconsciousness must have snuck up on me because when I woke up, a group of foreign men were standing over me, curiosity and other emotions were easily seen in their eyes. They asked me what had happened and when I told them my story they thought me as mad! Oh, now of course they did not state that but by the look in their eyes I could tell.Now I'm here. I am not sure what this place is called but I've heard whispers of it being a madhouse, I most certainly don't belong here! Why don't they believe me when I only speak the truth? Everything after that is such a blur.All I remember is that I had to explain to a gentleman in white what I had said before. Of course when I told him, he gave me the same puzzled look! Are the people here truly that close-minded? He only took notes, from the looks of it he was writing down what I was saying and then he tried to explain to me that I was living in a false reality and that I was just 'waking up' to face what was actually the real version of reality. Now let me tell you, it was all very baffling! Now then, since my arrival in this dimension I have noticed my pocket watch has mysteriously stopped ticking. It seems as though these gentlemen will not be releasing me anytime soon either; they've taken the liberty of placing me in a rather small room with the basics. The walls are so plain and uncreative! Certainly the Queen would disapprove of such conditions! I have only been residing here a few days and the other residents of this home scare me to honest; the way they look at me just isn't right. Unfortunately I must leave my writings, my candle is growing dimmer and dimmer with each passing minute. I'll be sure to write in this as often as I can and with that being said; I'll keep it just as well hidden.

April 27
Two weeks have flown by quickly and I am saddened by the fact I haven't had time or energy to write. They have already taken my candle away from me because they fear that I'll burn myself or set my bed on fire. It is in nothing but darkness in which I write. Then again, the minds of the people here are also clouded by that same darkness as well. I've been rather stressed lately, the staff here is nothing short of rude and that is enough to drive me to a breaking point! I'd rather not go into details but they wanted me to do some sort of ridiculous task, completely absurd really. I was defiant and simply told them no, when they asked me again my response was the same. It seemed as though they got fed up with my defiance and grabbed me by my hair (which was frightening enough seeing as back home I never got into trouble) but then their threats came. I only did what they told me to because being beaten was one of the last things I needed. The other people here still frighten me a little; I try to stay away from them but the nurses make me stay in the same room as them. I quietly just stay away from them, when they speak their conversations are utter madness in my mind. Some of them don't even talk and instead they just sit in corners or sew things mindlessly. Honestly I just wish I could return to my tea brewing and go home. This place is starting to take away my optimism.

May 13
I've been here for about a month now. I can honestly say ever since my arrival here I have been losing weight and with my build that is not a good thing. It's best to get it off my chest I guess, but I'll start with the better of the events. I have been allowed some time outside and the fresh air was something that I was grateful for. I only go out during cloudy days or when it's dusk (under supervision sadly.) because the sun hurts my eyes. Ever since I ran through one of the halls I'm considered a bit of a flight risk due to my speed, but really, I am a courier! I cannot be confined all day! Running is what I enjoy; it's something that I have to do. Whenever I do go out they have to chain me to a porch column. I honestly think it is ridiculous but if given the opportunity I'd gladly run to escape. I guess the 'doctors' here have figured that out already. Sadly though, due to my 'flight risk' status whenever I go into my room my ankle is chained to my bed. It's barbaric if you ask me. Truthfully the staff is starting to scare me more and more, the needles. Oh god; I don't even want to think about them! I-I don't even know what they've but into my system but the needles, they scare me. I wasn't scared of them before but now I can't stand the sight of them!

May 31
I'm exhausted, completely exhausted. My anxiety is causing me sleepless nights and honestly I just can't stomach what they pass off as meals here. I know I could afford to gain a few pounds but I just can't do it. The yelling, the intimidation, the fear. I just don't want to deal with it anymore. I try to do what I want to do and I get punished for being sane. I told them from the start that I don't belong here, I belong back home. I've reluctantly talked to a few other doctors and they all deem me delusional; nothing new. Not like anyone here could believe me if they wanted to. I know I'm not mad, I just know it. There are times were I just sit on that poor excuse for a bed and mess around with various card options. None of them work no matter how hard I try. I think I've written all the ones that I've done down as well. If only I could find the combination that got me here, then maybe, just maybe, I could go home and actually try to pick myself up. The atmosphere here is really starting to mess with my mind.

June 7
Another patient and I got into a bit of a scuffle. I don't know what caused him to become so angry with me and before I knew it, I took a swing to the face. He honestly had a mean right hook. I-I've never been much of a fighter so I tried to recover but before I could run he picked me off the ground quite easily. I can't even describe the look in his eyes. I've never seen that look before on someone. Thankfully before he could break my neck some of the staff managed to get his hands unwrapped from my throat. Needless to say I doubt I'll be willing to enter the same room with too many of those people. I managed to get an okay amount of sleep over the past few days but I think that event is going to cause me not to sleep very well for a little bit. The staff has also preformed a few more tests on me. I dread their presence as well, but they've started calling me Rabbit. I think it's because of my white hair and red eyes as well as my speed. Its suiting I guess, now that I think about it, I've never told them my actual name. I guess while I'm here Rabbit is what I'll go by, the queen called me that sometimes too. I wonder how her son is doing?

June 13
The weather's been a little too warm for my liking so I haven't been out as much as I should be. Due to the arrival of summer the brightness also hurts my eyes. Things haven't been so bad lately; I've mostly been keeping to myself and playing around with my deck. A doctor tried to take it from me once but to put things bluntly; he was rather unsuccessful and eventually gave up. I've also made a house out of cards to try to curb the boredom that is gnawing at me. I've also found myself playing Solitaire when I'm not trying to desperately find my way back home. I must have attempted over three hundred different combinations and none of them have worked. It is discouraging work but I've got to get myself out of here. It almost seems like a lost cause. If I could only escape from this facility than maybe I would have some sort of chance. On a happier note, there have been no recent treatments preformed, oddly enough they've left me alone for a little bit.

Please...I don't belong here...Let me out

Theme song - Searching for

Lyrics to go here

Basics

Name: Unknown
Pronunciation: n/a
Alias: Goes by Rabbit, some people call him Cards.
Age: Looks to be about 18 years old.
Date of Birth: 4-13
Gender: Male
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140 pounds
Species: Human(ish)
Nationality: Unknown
Sexuality: Unknown
Relationship Status: Single
Profession: Queen's messenger (Now an asylum patient)

Personality: Rabbit has always come off as a shy young man even before he entered the asylum. Mixed with his quiet nature he never was the type to make many friends though he never needed the attention that a large group brought. Always one for punctuality he filled his job of messenger very well and was never late. Formality is another thing Rabbit is known for as well as his proper manners. Some people used to describe him as having a gentlemanly air about him. Rabbit never was much of a fighter and always used diplomatic means of solving problems. His gentle nature doesn't mean that he never gets angry, in fact when Rabbit does get mad he tends not to lash out, instead he bottles it up and storms off to be by himself. It is quite the chore to make Rabbit angry since he tends to ignore the rudeness and insults that are sometimes thrown at him. However, ever since Rabbit has entered the asylum as a patient it has been recorded that he has become increasingly frightened of others, so much to the point where he would rather sit by himself. Rabbit has also become increasingly anxious and seems to have become fearful of any form of encounter with the staff. Although any of the others aren't able to tell, Rabbit can feel himself starting to slip slowly into the grip of madness; these thoughts are rather troubling for him and he currently is desperate to try to keep his grasp on what he knows as reality.

Likes: Rabbit has a certain fondness for brewing tea and he doesn't have a particularly favorite blend. Being able to brew tea not only calms him down but he does enjoy the aromas as well. When he was back in his home Rabbit never minded being a courier for the queen and was actually fond of his job. Of course Rabbit likes to be on time due to his punctual nature but he also doesn't mind the days when he is off either. As far as colors go he does enjoy warm tones like red and orange. These two colors actually make up most of his wardrobe with a few neutral and cool colors as well. Before he entered the asylum he never minded just sitting in his parlor and enjoying a good book by a relaxing fire. As for his musical taste he enjoys the chello and piano the most. His favorite kind of weather is a rather cool day with a slight breeze; he favors cloudy skies better than sunny ones. Ever since becoming a patient he has kept careful track of his days, however, writing is also a way for him to assure himself that he has some degree of sanity left.

Dislikes: Rabbit despises rudeness in whatever form it may take; what drives him the craziest is being physically ignored. A pet peeve of Rabbit's is the fact that people believe he is crazy and when they tell it to his face he just wants to retaliate back and toss them down the rabbit hole so to speak. Rabbit has tried many different card combinations since his 'imprisonment' and even though he has tried hundreds of them he still gets frustrated with himself that he cannot find the correct combination. He wasn't afraid of needles but after being tested on a few times it has been noted that he has become terrified of them. Rabbit also becomes uncomfortable around people who are much more muscular than he is because they can easily do damage to his being. The medical staffs also have made the poor fellow scared of their presence as well. The fear of becoming completely insane also drives him to try to keep a hold of his sanity. Weather wise Rabbit does not like hot temperatures at all and high humidity makes him want to crawl out of his skin.

Strengths/Powers: Rabbit's strengths mainly lie in his speed; he is fleet-footed and packs quite the hard kick when threatened enough. The only supernatural ability he has is provided by his enchanted playing cards. The playing cards when placed in the right order allow him to create portals from point A to point B. These portals are based off of different possible hands, each hand having a different destination. The hand that was used to teleport Rabbit to this realm isn't known just yet. The solution is said to be the inverse of the hand that brought him here.

Weaknesses: Rabbit is not a very strong person, most of the strength he has is in his legs. He doesn't take punches very well and can easily be subdued by someone due to the fact he'd rather not fight back because he's scared of being seriously injured. His eyes cause him to be sensitive to bright light and he only goes outside when it is dawn, dusk, or when the days are cloudy or overcast.

[Roleplay Notes]

Roleplay is currently: Open/closed

[Personal Quotes]

"I'm not crazy....I'm not!"

"I mustn't be late!"

"Please...kindly get that needle away from me."

[Artwork]

[Misc]

He refuses to let anyone play with or touch his enchanted deck of playing cards. He's quite protective of them.

He hides his rabbit ears and tail rather well, it seems as though he does not possess such things at all.

While he is in his cell he tends to play various one-player card games with his deck. He also tries different combinations to try to return back to his world.

The pocket watch he carries has mysteriously stopped ticking
since he entered this world.

He actually isn't from this dimension. In fact his is based off playing cards. (IE, Kingdom of Spades, Diamonds, Hears, and Clubs.) The higher number a card citizen was born into then the better off they are. A person born into a family of 8's is better off than a person who was born into a family of 2's for example.

Found in the pound , brought home 1-28-13

[Relations]

None yet! RP?

-Lyrics to be added here-

Is that the Queen calling?

Suitcase says Aww, you don't have to be so nervous!! *Hugs* You're so sweet! <: Thank you for the tea~

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