MURRAY, india r.

[india]

SOMEBODY TOLD ME ,
INDIA RYAN MURRAY

hello, my name is LU, but here I play INDIA RYAN MURRAY, a SEVENTEEN-YEAR-OLD GAL, with a few screws loose. But you can just call me INDI, now that we're acquainted. So you've heard of me? That's right, I'm with the VIOLETS, so don't forget. I'm here in this lovely hell hole called the Garden's since I have a few problems. What problems? Well, I'm DIAGNOSED WITH AUTOPHAGIA, OCD, DISSOCIATIVE IDENTITY DISORDER, & MANIA. All in all, I'm just plain crazy. I came from a lovely place called CASPER, WYOMING, I'm sure you've heard of it? Yeah, well, I know I'm cute. People say I look just like JENN CURBSTOMP, and I agree. But I only like BOYS&&GIRLS. And no, it's a common misconception, but I wasn't born on friday the thirteenth, with the luck I have. Actually, it was OCTOBER THIRTEENTH. Shocking, right? No, not really. Want to here something shocking, well, I HAVE AN OBSESSION WITH ALICE IN WONDERLAND. Anyways, let's continue.

SOMEBODY TOLD ME
I said heaven ain't close in a place like this.

India is quite the... unique girl, if you can count unique as being more or less insane. Okay so maybe it's not exactly India who's insane, or at least not that she's aware of at least. The doctors, psychologists, & various specialists have dubbed it DID, Dissociative Identity Disorder. It's most commonly known as multiple personality disorder. It's where she is more or less several people in one person, or rather several identities in one person. Of course Indi only knows what the doctors have told her because when she switches identities she has know recollection of what has happened. Amnesia is part of the disorder so it comes with the territory. With this being said it should be known that there are really several different personalities within little India Murray. There are four identities that Indi manages and all have different names as well as personalities and mannerisms. They also all have a wide variety of capabilities.

The first identity is that of the true and original India Ryan Murray. Once upon a time India was the only identity pent up in this small teenage girl. However the doctors think do to stress and past traumatic experiences this teen just one day snapped and her bipolar disorder split off into something completely different. India is for all intensive purposes a cynic, a skeptic to the fullest, she can't help but look on the darker, lesser side on the spectrum of things. However through it all she still manages to slap on a smile when called for and respond to things appropriately. A very friendly, rather helpful person she is quiet and sincere. She says nothing unless necessary, which in some cases may make her a tad bit blunt. Though there is definitely no meanness meant in a seemingly harsh remark. All in all India is in fact quite sane, but the others? Not so much...

The first identity to be molded was her weaker side, her depressed, frightened side. From studies the doctors have learned and informed Indi that she is called Anna Dyana Murr. Anna is the most informative and most sensitive of the identities as she is more than willing to talk, but is easily hurt or frightened. Anna is six and is afraid of "the bogey", something doctors presume is an abusive person. Anna is sweet, sickeningly sweet really, much like a beaten puppy wanting nothing more than to do something to please someone in hopes of getting the tiniest bit of praise. Sudden movements often scare her and she'll often scream for hours on end when left alone. Anna is by far the most flighty of the personalities sometimes going just as fast as she comes. It also is quite easy to say that Anna is the autophagia side of Indi, though Indi herself does show signs of it. Autophagia is when a person (in this case more of an identity) feels compelled to inflict pain or even devour themselves. Yes Anna is quite a disturbed little girl...

The second identity to emerge was Dina, Dina Raymond May. Dina (pronounced deena) is the most unknown of the personalities and the only male in the bunch. What is known is that Dina is in the literal sense a maniac. As far as the doctors can tell Dina has no conscious, no sense of guilty only a strong sense of anger hysteria. Dina is the reason why India is classified as a violet and the reason why she is nearly always heavily sedated. Dina is the aggressive, violent side of Indi and is fully capable and willing to harm or even kill someone, he is the only reason why India killed those people. He is the major reason she is here and the only reason why she'll probably never get out. The only information known about this identity is his name, the fact that he is violent & deadly, and that he is a mortician, mainly and embalmer.

Lastly the newest identity to emerge is Nadia Yanna La'Ray. Nothing known about Nadia other than the fact that she is a nymphomaniac. Nadia will do everything in her power to seduce someone, anyone and is completely vain. Perhaps this is the selfish, insecure side of India coming out in a less than proper way. Nadia is very calculating and knows how to use sex to her advantage in more ways than one. It is thought that Nadia slightly like Dina in the fact that she has the potential to kill and like Anna in the fact that she may have been a victim of abuse. It is thought that the identity known as Nadia may in fact be a literal "lady killer".

Though India can change identities at any moment it is not something that happens every second of every day. No the changes are triggered, or at least that's the belief. Some of the triggers are unknown, but for the most part with the drugs they have her on it is seldom that a change in identity occur at random. The most common time for identity shifts is just before medication time (the drugs are waring off) as well as up to twenty minutes after they are taken (cause they haven't kicked in yet...

SOMEBODY TOLD ME
Seventeen tracks and I've had it with this game

Jason William Murray was the name of the man that gave half of his genetics to her while Alice Marie Wells was the girl who pushed her out and sent the little misfit of child into a world that would no doubt forsake her. Jason's part in Indi's life was small, very small in fact, he enjoyed the first role he played in her life, the acting of creating her. Though after that the only part he played was going to the hospital with Alice to see if it was a boy. When his offspring came out a girl he took one look, signed the adoption papers and birth certificate. Soon as that was done he high tailed it out of that place so fast there were skid marks in his wake and rubber burning from his sneakers. Alice on the other hand was more attached, the sixteen year old girl took one look at the infant was smitten. However being sixteen and a mother was not in her parent's plans for Alice so in order to keep her family and her home Alice signed the adoption papers leaving the baby with one thing, her name. India Ryan Murray was the only thing in the adoption papers that was a requirement, she had to keep the name.

Most found it odd, India, of all the names in the world Alice chose India. Actually it's not much of a name really, more of a country, a place. However Alice's intentions were that with a name like India she could be nothing but unique. If only dear old mom could see her now, locked up in a loony bin, drugged up in the hopes that she wont kill someone. India was adopted out to a couple by the name of Mr. Shaun Tenntin & Mrs. Mara Tenntin of Wyoming. The couple had tried everything under the sun to conceive their own kid, but when nothing worked they settled for adoption, taking on the first expecting teen to choose them from the book. Though the baby turned out to be a girl the Tenntin's were anything but put off by the gender because to them she was their baby from the moment Alice pointed to them. Shaun & Mara were amazing parents, so careful, so watchful, so tentative, the one thing anyone could see was that there was no shortage of love for the little girl.

However there was one problem in the family that no body saw, Tom. Tom or uncle as India called him was her primary baby sitter when she was young and at the age of four Tom began to molest her. That however was only the beginning of a rather twisting tail for India Murray. At the age of six her parents came home to find Tom in the act, pressing charges and sending him behind bars before you could say "wonder bread". As for India well her parents thought it best if they find their little girl professional help. However before the therapy could make a true difference India was kidnapped. A woman of ill mental health saw the six year old on TV and got it in her head that India was her's not theirs and so she took her, plucked her from a crowd of reporters in the hustle, bustle, and confusion. The story plastered the news and took the world by shock.

No one is quite sure what happened to India during the time she was with Madeline Macarty because India refuses to talk about it, mainly because her mind has blacked it out of memory in a defensive mechanism. What is known is that at the age of thirteen India was found in a basement chained to a wall in a room of filth, half starved to death. Madeline was picked up on drug charges a month & a half before they found India in her basement. The neighbors had complained about strange noises and a foul smell coming from the abandoned house, though no one expected to find India in the basement. When the police questioned Madeline about it she said simple "poor Alice fell down the rabbit hole and had to be punished".

At the age of thirteen, seven years after she was abducted India Ryan Murray was returned to her family in Casper, Wyoming. Except things were much different, the Tenntin's had adopted two more children, a boy two years older than she was that they had fostered a year after she disappeared and a two year old little girl who they adopted from an orphanage when she was one. Things were also much different for India, for instance she didn't talk for months after she returned home, too afraid of what might happen if she did. India was also severally withdrawn and after an examination and evaluation was put on anti depressants to help her. On top of this India quickly began to show signs of being bipolar though was not diagnosed until she was fifteen. Then finally at sixteen her levels had escalated to dissociative identity disorder.

It was at this time that Indi was placed in her first mental hospital. However during a routine examination her identity changed and she, or rather a new identity known as Dina, a doctor and two nurses. After deeming her too dangerous for that hospital she was transferred to several others until the Gardens found her. Eagerly they took her in and have been studying her progress (or lack there of), studying her different identities, and keeping her heavily sedated and medicated to reduce the risk of another "incident". So far Dina has already assaulted several orderlies and nearly choked a doctor...

SOMEBODY TOLD ME
You had a boyfriend who looked like a girlfriend that I had

As I've said already, my name is LU. I'm a GAL, and I can totally kick some ass in roleplaying. I mean, I have ABOUT FIVE years under my belt, but you didn't think about that, did you? I also play NO ONE ELSE. I'm here because of AN ADVERT BOARD, and also because "I love yuki,". But who doesn't? Below is my roleplay sample, which I'll keep in quotes because I'm a good little patient.

Note; not my best & from another site...

An old school battery operated CD/radio sat on the spare bench beside her, the speakers blaring music that all seemed to melt together with the vodka & "peach orchard punch" Tropicana juice concoction in her system. It was late, but early, she had gotten off work early and still had her make up on. The sun was setting and in a bout of depression Lena Jinxx decided that five thirty in the evening was the perfect time to get wasted. A mini cooler was sitting on the ground by her feet stocked with plastic "party" cups, a few cartons of juice, and a giant jug of vodka. It was a mini party for the semi teen. Lena sat on the bench stationed at the end of the pier, her arms wrapped around her knees hugging them to her chest. Bitter and just wanting to forget everything Lena took another giant gulp of her cocktail and hoped like hell that by some miracle one drink would be enough to make her at least a little numb. All too often she came to her bench on the pier and watched the sun go down and just as often she had the cooler and CD/radio with her. This was her little place in the world, the only place she felt at rest, call it cliche but the smell of the ocean calmed her. Well that and the vodka.

The reason for tonight's little get away and the reason why she was feeling so down was her father, the prick was high again and decided to talk down to her, making her feel like a scum as usual. Then having to go to work just made things worse, sort of reinforcing what he had said, all those eyes gazing at her as did her thing on stage made her want to puke, but it was quick and easy cash. Between tips and pay day she made a little more than enough to pay the bills and support her father. It just got to her at times, mainly because of her father and partially because of the crowd that comes on weekends, those rowdy fraternity boys always pushed her buttons. It didn't help that they thought the party didn't end when she left the stage. As she was leaving Crash at the end of her shift a few of the drunk bastards decided to follow her to her car rather loudly in fact, calling cat calls and making remarks enough to make a sailor blush. Then they decided that they weren't settling for just calling from a far. Thank god Bruce was watching the front entrance, other wise things would have gone bad quickly. One look at those huge biceps and the frat boys were high tailing it.

All in all the day sucked, no men suck Lena thought quietly to her self taking another long drink from her large cup. Eyes never strayed from the sight in front of her, the sun set was beautiful even in spite of the bitter cold. There was no cold to Lena, not at that moment, all there was then was the music, the sun set, the alcohol, & the sea. The sea which practically seemed to beg her to join it in that moment. Resisting the urge to go over board, quite literally, Lena hugged her jacket closer to her body, encasing her bare legs in the warmth as she hugged tighter to her limbs and rested her head on her knees. What I need is a good party... she thought adding and a stronger beverage as more of a mental note. Going for another sip of her drink she realized the cup was empty. An arm loosened and a hand reached for the cooler top, opening it and grabbing what she knew to be the vodka. The jug did not come easily, but when it did Lena wasted no time in guzzling it. After a few moments she pulled back from the rim and winced at the warmer feeling the alcohol presented, as well as the semi foul taste. The music filled the silence as Lena attempted to let the alcohol set in, eyes toward the horizon admiring the sun set.

Mind scrolled mentally through various people who would be throwing a party on a Friday night. However as she thought she realized that the typical party throwers were either working or busy doing something else other than throwing a bash. "oh well, I'll just have my own little party" she said aloud starting to feel the vodka in her system. Another guzzle session ensued as little by little the vodka bottle got the tiniest bit lower. The thought pierced her mind of actually throwing a little party. Taking her cell phone out she began to type a text then she proceeded to send it to everyone she knew the number of announcing that there was a party at the pier...

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