




“Fuck it, I'll sleep when I'm dead.”


| Full Name |
Ophelia Juliet Black
“My mother names me after two famous, dead, fictional characters.”
| Nickname |
Ophelia has quite an array of nicknames. Most commonly among the other patients she's called Lith, or Lithium because she's been proscribed high doses of the drug, but she only takes half of what she's supposed to and sells/trades the rest. She also gets called Witch pretty often due to her back story. She prefers Lith, she actually quite likes it. She hates Lia, she'd rather you call her Ophelia. O is something Ricky her boyfriend started calling her and she's fine with that as long as she likes you.
“If you call me Lith you must know what I sell. You call me O I must really like you.”
| Age |
Seventeen
“Age is merely a number and I can prove it.”
| Gender |
Female
“Are you looking to get murdered?”
| Role |
Girl Two||Level One Patient
“To them I'm just a number and a case file.”


| Distinct Markings |
Hair:
She hasn't cut her hair since she was thirteen, so her hair reaches just back her hips and is a natural blue-black.
Eyes:
She takes after her father when it comes to her dark brown, almost black looking eyes.
Skin:
She has milk white skin, like a porcelain doll.
Build:
She's small, standing at only five foot four inches. She has absolutely no fat on her and no muscle. In fact she's underweight and refuses to eat. You can see the bones that make up her spin.
“We can't all be beautiful, that just wouldn't be fair.”
| Distinct Markings |
Scars:
She has a lot of scars, she's not in Saint Peters for no reason. She has a mass amount of scars along both of her arms from years of cutting. They are extremely noticeable and sadly enough that's the first thing people tend to notice about her and the reason they steer clear of her. She used to hide them with two arms full of bracelets, but now she doesn't see the point. She also has a few cigarette burn scars on her legs and back from her fathers abuse.
Piercings:
She has her nose, tongue, ears, and belly button pierced, but they won't let her ware any of her piercings. Ricky, brings her new piercings every time he visits her.
Tattoos:
She has a few that she's managed to get before she was admitted to the hospital. On her right hand she has a cresent moon and dots on them. She has the word Lithium tattooed on the back of her neck. Lastly she has the words "Kiss Me, Kill Me" on the side of her arm like this: here.
“Use your eyes dumb ass.”



♘Black Lip stick
♘Chocker necklaces
♘Her Boyfriend, Ricky
♘Her Roommate
♘Lithium (The Drug)
♘Drugs
♘Hard Liquor
♘Smoking
♘Metal/Rock Music
♘Her Long Hair
♘Rough Sex
♘Bad Boys
♘Freaking People out
♘Pain
♘Night Time
♘Drawing/Sketching
“Everyone around her says I'm soulless.”
| Dislikes |
♙The Doctors
♙Being talked down to
♙Being Called a Freak
♙Afternoons
♙Feeling Tired
♙Her Temper
♙Being Suicidal
♙The Therapist
♙Liars (Although she's one)
♙The Nurses
♙Being called stupid
♙Commitment
♙Romance
“Fuck off, I'd rather be alone.”
| Fears |
|☠|Dying:
She would never in a million years admit she was scared of dying. However, she's terrified. She's almost killed herself on several occasions, it's not something she can stop, it's like a sick fucked up game just to see what happens once your dead. It's the high and the adrenaline she get from being on the verge of death, but she doesn't want to die. She knows all it's going to take is someone coming in or catching her a second to late and she's gone.
|☠|Loosing Her Boyfriend Ricky:
He's partly the reason she'll never truly. They've already told her on several occasions that she'll never be able to live a normal life. Ricky however is able to live, he's got a good job and he's going to want to have kids some day. He'll move on and she'll be stuck, she'd never be in that fucking hospital if it wasn't for his damn manipulation when she was feeling at her lowest. She loves him, because he's just as twisted and sadist as she is.
|☠|Insanity:
The reality of it is, Lia has an insanely high she tested at a genius level in high school. They say it's much easier for people of her intelligence to loose their mind. The longer Ophelia is in the hospital the more she feels like she's loosing her mind. Days blend together and she had a hard time of decaffeinating her nightmares from reality.
“You wanna talk about fear? Everyone at this damn hospital is scared of me...everyone except Mickaela.”


There is nothing sweet or candy coated about Ophelia. There is no heart of gold hiding under her psychotic exterior. She has all the treats of a sociopath and a sadist. She wasn’t born that way though, in another life it’s very plausible that Ophelia could have made something incredible of herself. She’s way smarter than people give her credit for, because of where she was raised and where she is now, most people ignore the fact that she’s tested at a genius level more than once.
Most people, aside from her roommate Mickaela and some of the staff, are terrified of O. Mostly because she dressed in all black and she has a grip of scars on either arm and her overall appearance is just off putting. She’s quite and says few words. She’s more observant then anything else. She tends to pick up on and remember details most people wouldn’t even pick up on, which is why she tends to get away with some much shit.
Lith is heavily addicted to cigarettes, Lithium, Vicodin, muscle relaxers, and hard liquor. She’s is very rarely sober, she’d always got something in her system which helps with all her anxieties. She suffers from an array of problems from schizophrenia to insomnia, it’s a wonder she can even function properly. She gets a total of one to two hours of light sleep a night if she’s lucky.
She doesn’t trust people easily, ever. She always has her guard up and she’s always defending herself. However, the few people she does trust she’s insanely loyal to. Her boyfriend and Mickaela are about the only two people on her list that she trusts. For the most part, O doesn’t show emotion which is why most people are convinced she’s soulless. The only person she shows the smallest hint of emotions towards is Mickaela and Ricky.




| History |
Family Tree
Derrick Black ||Father||Deceased
Elizabeth Black ||Mother||Deceased
Romen Black||Older Brother||Deceased
Michealanglo Black||Older Brother||Deceased
Ophelia was doomed from the start. She was the third born to her already estranged parents, Derrick and Elizabeth. Her parents had met in high school and her mother had gotten pregnant at sixteen with her eldest brother Romen. The two didn’t even love each other, but their parents practically blackmailed them into staying together. They eventually learned to get along and even had a second kid together, Michelangelo. With a new baby it seemed they found something to love together. Her mother was a waitress at the local diner and her father was a struggling writer.
When no inspiration came to her unemployed father, he started drinking incisively, to bid his time. He became abusive towards his two sons. When Elizabeth, decided she wanted a better life and tried to leave, Derrick wasn’t having it. In a drunken rage her beat and raped her, nine miserable month later an unwanted baby girl, Ophelia was born. No one wanted her from the start. She was a mistake.
Ophelia spent a lot of her younger years growing up in the family’s basement. She wasn’t like other kids, she didn’t get to go outside and play like her brothers. She became her family’s version of Cinderella. She cooked, cleaned, and got regular beatings. She wasn’t allowed to go to school and no one knew she existed. She was the rape baby and everyone reminded her that on a daily basis. At first it didn’t bother her but the older she got the more and more bitter she became.
She was thirteen when she started cutting herself, the cuts were deep some of them were deadly. She’d and bleed until she felt faint. It was a miracle she never died. The older she got the worse her chores and the abuse got. She found ways to sneak out of her house when everyone was asleep, because it was rare that she got to go outside, her parents were always so buys hiding her. She wandered a little too far one night, to the lake and that was when she meet him. Richard “Little Rickey” Salano, the mechanics son. He was four years older than her and he had this danger about him, that Ophelia needed.
By the time she was fifteen; she’d lost her virginity, done drugs, almost died several more times, and drank regularly. Rickey knew how to numb her pain and save her from her shitty miserable life. She fell hard for him and he promised her things she knew he could never giver her, but he she didn’t care. Ricky had found ways to sneak into her house and spend the night with her. They talked about running away and getting married. Then one night, the words had slipped out of Ophelia’s moth like perfectly written lyrics to your favorite song.
I wish they were dead. she hadn’t really meant it. Or had she? Either way after two weeks of convincing she found herself standing over her father’s dead body drenched in his blood. She’d murdered her whole family with Ricky’s help only when the sirens rang in the silence of the night, Ricky ran and it was like Ophelia realized exactly what she’d done. The worst part about it was she felt no remorse what so ever. In fact she even felt a little bit powerful all those yeas locked away.
The police didn’t even know who she was and she’d calmly explained the entire thing. A month later she found herself in a high security hospital. Level One, Patient A1331, Ophelia Black. She was dubbed sadist, schizophrenic, with depression. As far as the cop were concerned she’d done it all by herself. Now two years later, she suffers from severe insomnia, gruesome nightmares which contribute to her insomnia, and anorexia.

By Evanescence
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Oh, but God, I want to let it go.
Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone.
Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show.
Never wanted it to be so cold.
Just didn't drink enough to say you love me.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow.
Don't want to let it lay me down this time.
Drown my will to fly.
Here in the darkness I know myself.
Can't break free until I let it go.
Let me go.
Darling, I forgive you... After all,
Anything is better than to be alone.
And in the end I guess I had to fall.
Always find my place among the ashes.
I can't hold on to me,
Wonder what's wrong with me.
Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside.
Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without...
Lithium, ...stay in love with you.
I'm gonna let it go.
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By Cassie Steele
How does it feel to lose at your own game?
How does it feel to know that you’ve been played?
Now when you see me I’m your every thing
Now that you need me I’ve got other plans
I don’t play games if I want you
I just take things when I want to
What I like, when I like, if I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want
You never thought that I could get control
I shoulda warned you I’ve done this before
If I wanted it, I could get it right now
Put you on your knees, take what I could vow
Make you do things you would never do
Just because I can; I thought that you knew
I don’t play games if I want you
I just take things when I want to
What I like, when I like, if I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want
I don’t play games if I want you
I just take things when I want to
What I like, when I like, if I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want
(Who I like, how I like, when I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want)
I don’t play games if I want you
I just take things when I want to
What I like, when I like, if I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want
I don’t play games if I want you
I just take things when I want to
What I like, when I like, if I want
Who I like, how I like, when I want
