Roger Van Matre Jr. | Age: 21 | Condition: Haemotolangia | FC: Nico Tortorella
Roger was raised by a single father. His father was a workaholic that was absent from the boy’s life often. A string of girlfriends became his makeshift nannies. The lack of structure truly hindered his development. Roger became a quiet, bookish, and relatively introverted kid. One girlfriend in particular helped to mold him. An outgoing blonde, she pried the lad out of his shell. Tragically she struggled with her own issues, and self-mutilated on a regular basis. Roger witnessed this on several occasions. This is where his blood fetish started.
As he entered puberty, like most teenagers, he began exploring his sexuality. A striking revelation hit him one day that he was aroused by blood. Experimenting he proceeded to cut himself, yet the pain that followed stunted the pleasure he could receive. Soon he realized, after exploring the world of BDSM, that what really got him going was the sight of another’s blood. The methods the teenager evoked to sate his carnal lust grew exceedingly more sinister. He harmed girlfriends, his male friends, etc. their exterior did not interest him. Once he feed this desire he would usually experience some severe guilt. He was a relatively good person, and he loathed himself for his actions.
At the same time he continued to feel compelled to perform these dark acts. Roger seemingly begged to be caught, and that he did by his father one day. His father walked in on him in the troughs of passion with a neighborhood girl. The fact that she was roofied, and her thighs were covered in her own blood from a myriad of minor cuts, disgusted Roger’s father. Afraid he raised a potential murderer, the father sought help from social services. After getting him the best help he possibly could, Roger was deemed fit to continue his life. He went off to attend the local college were he joined a fraternity.
All was normal until one of his fraternity brothers found him straddling his unconscious girlfriend who happened to be covered in blood. It was lucky the boy didn’t kill Roger, however, he was thrown from the fraternity and forced to leave the school immediately. He was scheduled for court the following week but the chargers were oddly dropped and he was informed we would be attending a Private College in South Carolina called Brookhaven Academy that would help with his “needs.”
Lucy Nix | Age: 19 | Condition: Capgras Syndrome | FC: Jenna-Louise Coleman
The deranged, drunkard uncle is a common theme in more families than one would think. Lucy had one that she adored. Her uncle ranted and raved in stupors spurred on by liquid spirits. Oftentimes the subject of his tirades were aliens. “They’s out there, kid. Beamed me up one time when I was walking home. That’s why I drink.. Ta forget what I saw!” Lucy was an impressionable lass. Green Martians were not what eclipsed her every other thought. Instead from her uncle’s rambles she fabricated this superior race that permeated every inch of our civilization. When her uncle died from cirrhosis of the liver, this tenacious girl immediately blamed her space specters. Her mind played tricks on her frequently. Every time she grew close to someone Lucy would notice subtle changes that simply had to be the aliens. She became convinced that people around her were being replaced by aliens impostors that were identical to the original person. Her mind concocted a reasoning that drove her delusion onward. Obviously her family was a threat. They got her uncle, and were now after her. Her family thought she was merely eccentric from all her time with her late uncle. That is until she drew a steak knife on her little brother while sobbing “they got you too! Why can’t they just leave me alone?!” She collapsed in a fit of tears dropping the knife. At long last her parents came to the hard realization she needed professional help. Will she be beyond her aliens’ grasps at Brookhaven?
Silas Ferraro || Age: 19 || Disorder: Intermittent Explosive Disorder || FC: Colton Haynes
Silas was always the athletic type of kid. He was always a part of something that involved a ball and running. His main passion was soccer; it was everything he dreamed about night and day, it was that feeling of controlling an object to make some sort of goal that made soccer worth wild. He made a good group of friends through his child hood years of playing and stayed with them all through high school. He was always the quiet and timid kind and never really disrespected anyone; that’s how he met Mia. Mia just happened to be a score keeper at his game and they hit it off instantly. They would alone time together just talking and laying in the middle of the soccer field. During the summer of his senior year, he spent every waking moment with her. He skipped soccer training, extra help for future courses, and even neglected time with his family just to see her. His friends even showed an interest in getting to know her; they all invited her to Silas’s birthday party, one of the biggest nights ever. The guys that he had known since he was only a small boy had tricked his girlfriend and drugged her, only to feed in their game.
That one night would change everything in Silas’s life forever. They stood around Mia as she laid passed out on the floor, the four of them started to put on their shirts and buckling their belts as Silas stepped into the room, a curious look on his face as he questioned his friends. His best friend told him it was no big deal, it was just a game and he could even join if he wanted. It was only sleeping pills and she would be fine, she probably he even enjoyed it. Silas moved passed his friend and saw the love his life in a disgusting state that something in him just broke in half. Everything went black as he started to brutally beat his friends for what they had done, it wasn’t until three people were pulling him off that he had come to realize what had happened. When his parents found out what happened, they couldn’t believe that someone would do this to their child. They watched as Silas plumped into a state of depression and wouldn’t communicate with anyone, even Mia. They contacted Brookhaven in hopes that they could save their son from the depression and guilt that he had experienced since that event.
Elizabeth Collins || Age: 39 || Position: Nurse || FC: Kate Beckinsale
Elizabeth is an old friend of Hyde’s. They meet each other in undergraduate’s school and Hyde confided in Elizabeth about her plans to “help troubled kids.” Elizabeth believed Hyde’s ways, she believed that was the way to help children these days, because Hyde made it seem so convincing. Medication was the way to a better life. Elizabeth grew up with an autistic younger brother, he was loud and scary at times, only being two years younger than her he could still make her life a living hell. When she met Hyde, Hyde pulled some strings with medical friends and began administrating high dosages to lithium to Elizabeth’s brother. She has believed in all of Hyde’s techniques since, and follows them.
After Hyde heard about one of the students being pregnant, she asked Elizabeth to come work for her, She offered her a great pay, even though that wasn’t intentionally needed. Elizabeth is the head nurse who distributes the medication, giving student birth control even though they don’t know it. If Hyde wants a kid to be sick or to hallucinate Elizabeth will do so, wanting to return the favor to her good friend.
Jake Voigt || Age: 25 || Position: Orderly || FC: Armie Hammer
Power and control, something Jake strives for. His mentality would scare the common human away, but he doesn’t need to show it. He knows how to play the game just like the rest of them, he knows how to make people trust him no matter who they were. He was a normal boy, living a slightly normal upper class life, he had a charming, smart, and sweet front, but behind closed door he was a volatile, controlling monster.
Jake went to a private all boys prep school. He always believed them to be of lower intelligence than him, because of how easily they let him become their leader per say. It gave him everything he wanted, a deep power and control, he could get the boys to do anything he wanted. The requests were very small at first, but they became something more as years went by and they neared the end off their high school life. A boy that he had been using as his control outlet the longest, Justin, believed he was Jake’s best friend and would do anything for him. In their senior year a new male had showed up, Chad a more attractive and rich boy. His little lemmings began to dissipate. Till Jake was only left with Justin and a few others. Jake needed his power back before he went insane, he beat Justin till he agreed to “get rid” of Chad, once and for all. Justin ended up in jail, while Jake ended with his control over the school back.
Jake is the son of Hyde’s older brother. Though The two aren’t very close, Hyde knew about his son, so when Hyde’s brother asked for help with his son Hyde offered him a job as an orderly at Brookhaven. She believes Jake’s violent tendencies would be a good fit for Brookhaven, someone to help keep the students in line or give them a good scare. Jake agrees to working for his Aunt because he sees it as an outlet for his needs. He loves control and who is easier to control then a mental patient?
Tristan Bates || Age: 19 || Condition: Clinical Vampirism || FC: Xavier Samuel
Tristan had an average, normal life. His parents both had decent paying jobs and him and his two brothers got a long relatively so. Tristan was like any other boy, he liked to be rowdy with his friends and chase girls. He was on the high school lacrosse team and every one knew Tristan.
All of that changed when he met Audrey. Right way Tristan fell for her, dropping all of his friends to spend his time with her. He even began skipping practices in order to be with her. Tristan believed something pulled him to Audrey, some invisible force that he was meant to be with her. After a date one night, thing got heated with the two and a make out session became a game of teasing. Audrey accidentally bit his neck hard enough to drawl blood. In the following days, Tristan become sick, not knowing he had mono, he began to string crazy ideas together. He started examining how Audrey was very pale compared to most people, how she kept to herself and always complained about the sun. Of course there wasn’t anything secretive about Audrey, she just kept to herself and hated the sun because she burned easily. Tristan however believed he had discovered some hidden secret, Audrey was a vampire and in turn she had turned him into one. Audrey tried to convince him such things weren’t true but he just wouldn’t listen.
Tristan became so delusional with the idea that he attacked on of his friends when they cut their finger open in class. The taste of blood made Tristan go crazy and it took two guys to get him off of the boy. His parents had no idea what to do with their son, they themselves couldn’t understand why he would believe such a crazy thing. Upon seeing an Ad for Brookhaven they enrolled him right away, hoping someone could get their son to stop believing in such a false thing.
Chase Richardson || Age: 18 || Condition: Inferiority Complex || FC: Beau Mirchoff
Chase grew up in a home of big strapping football players, that he could never match up too. He tried to play rough with his brothers all the time but his small frail body was easily bruised and hurt. He tried his best to live up to them, be he could never be as big and hansom as they were. He never really excelled in school, so with Chase he had nothing to really be proud of. It showed in his everyday life, he was always in a down mood. His single father never treated him like his older brothers, and quickly Chase gained an inferiority complex.
As Chase went into his junior year of highschool, he was ready to change. He was sick of feeling like he was nothing, like he was the lowest of the low, that he was unattractive and unwanted. He got a gym membership, it wasn’t a swanky gym but it was a beginning, staff infected mats and rusted out old weights. He would hit the gym everyday, bulking up. He started to feel better about himself, he would still be nit picky about everything. One day, while he was running on the well worn tread mill, a friend of his showed him into the world of steroids. He became addicted fast, he never administered himself, but it was the effects he craved and it was giving him the body he deserved, fast.
One late night at the gym, his friend had left his dosage in the locker, Chase believed that he could administer it right, he was wrong. After on trip to the hospital and a emergency heart transplant later. Chase ended himself in Brookhaven, where his father sent his son to get fixed. But who would want the company of a boy with an ugly scar and a need for something that could kill him?
Katrina Townsend || Age: 21 || Condition: Hypochondria (Anti-Social personality Disorder) || FC: Alexandra Daddario
Katrina grew up in a home with a psychologist and a biologist. She knew very in depth about disorders and the biological make-up of diseases and how they would effect you, this didn’t help her when her brother died at a young age or a severe case a phenomena. She began to develop hypochondria at the age of 10. Making sure that on a regular basis she disinfected everything she owned.
She often found herself ill, with some of the strangest viruses. He parents were quick to figure out what was wrong with her. They didn’t report it to doctors, they just took matters into their own hands. Using Katrina as their personal guinea pig. They forced disorders, and diseases upon her through her mother favorite technique if inputting the information thought their sleep. Once what ever was imported began to take place, they would observe her, her symptoms or how her brain functioned in that certain mentality. When they were done they would “cure” her. This continued on for years, until they inputted the wrong disorder, they were ready to move up to the big and bad. Her parents made Katrina believe that she had anti-social personality disorder. They knew this would be risky but as the saying goes curiosity killed the cat.
When Katrina believed that she had anti-social, she ran a muck and her parents were unable to stop her from believing it. She began manipulating, and at a party one night she was able to convince her three bestfriends to commit suicide by making them think it was a fun game. Katrina scared herself, she was terrified by what she would think sometimes. She couldn’t take the pressure of what she had done to those girls that night, she would have days where she was out of the belief she had anti-social, being her normal self, sweet self, and then there were other where manipulation and pain ran deep. Katrina turned to Brookhaven, admitting herself out of fear for those around her. Will she end up tormenting Brookhaven, or hiding from illness?
Gabriel Walters|| 18 || Condition: Pyromania (Psychopathic Tendencies) || FC: Iwan Rheon
A comforting warmth, a pulling glow. This was something that Gabriel loved ever since he could remember. Really, fire was all that the boy could remember. He remembered the fireplace always had that inviting smell to it, that every family get together had a bonfire at it. It wasn’t that his family was full of people like him, it was just the only thing he could be certain of. Something that stuck to being reliable when his family, couldn’t be. They were always the same, no matter how big the got, the always did the same thing, burn. Gabriel, was a sweet boy. Despite his family, His father was a hard working man. He couldn’t recall much about him except he was always on the road and that he betrayed their family too many times to remember. He cheated on his mother, that sent his mother into a dizzying spiral. One day when Gabriel was 14, he was babysitting his younger sister, Charlotte and he got the call. He guessed no one else was a better person to call than him, seeing as his father had disappeared into the deep, dark night with his mistress months ago. His mother had committed suicide, she had driven out to the lake, swam out as deep as she could and slit both, radial arteries. The idea was smart, even if she had copped out and didn’t cut deep enough, she was to far out to get back and would have drowned. Gabriel didn’t tell, Charlie. He just called up his godmother and she came and got them immediately.
Gabriel didn’t lose his boyish, sweet charm, but the love for fire had taken over, giving him a very bad need. He would sometimes crave it so badly he would become detached, and that’s when things could get scary. He began burning small things, mice, frogs…small things that gradually got bigger. It always made him feel bad, but it was like a piece of art in front of him and proved itself hard to get away from. Gabriel felt the path he was going down taking a dark twist, but he used all the love in his body for the people around him, but when he became detached, it’s like he became someone new. Someone…scarier… He hated that part of himself, but couldn’t force it away.
He and Charlie used to live in Omaha, Nebraska but at the event of their mothers death they moved to the small town of Amherst. A town where everyone knew everyone, and their dirty laundry. Charlie was picked on a lot, she was too smart for the people around there, they always picked on her for her weird quirks. This angered, Gabe, in a way that even he couldn’t explain. For the first he embraced the psychotic side of himself, he had charlie bring home the two girls that were doing it the worst. What he did from there was unspeakable. He tied them up and drenched them in gasoline setting them a flame in the bathtub. The most beautiful piece of art he had made yet. Charlie, who had seen the whole thing, was terrified of him from there on out, his godmother had no idea and it was never spoken of.
Gabriel had nightmares about it, but they always faded away into a strange proudness. Even though Charlie would never look him in the eyes again. He loved her the same, and never lost his love for humans, he just had the little tick in the back of his mind. That little tick that was just a time bomb, One day it was too much and he found another girl that was picking on Charlie, this time he started a forest fire with her. Tying her to a tree he set her on fire as well. The cops found him and took him to court, it was never surfaced that he killed the other two girls and was charged with first degree murder, that it wasn’t premeditated, but instead of going to jail Hyde stepped in and said she could fix him. Gabriel went willingly, unaware of the the playing field he was stepping into. Would he be able to keep his sweet, beautiful but slightly corrupted side over the psychotic killer side?
Caroline Rhodes || Age: 20 || Condition: Meth Addiction || FC: Jennifer Lawrence
Caroline Rhodes was the epitome of a happy kid, she was sporty, spunky and spirited. She loved being carefree, whether it be with her family or with friends. She was especially close with her father. He taught her how to play all the sports she grew to love. Soft ball was her favorite, her father was the opposite of a sporty guy. He was the description of a nerd. Pocket protector and all. He was the head of science at Harvard, he made lots of money for the family, but he felt like he was missing something, like there was a piece of his life that didn’t quite add up. It was all psychological, but it didn’t make sense until Caroline’s 18th birthday. He wanted her to have everything in the world. His little girl was so special to him that she needed everything the finer life could give her. He began to make Crystal Meth in their garage. It was perfect, but from a hip surgery he had when he turned 44, he couldn’t move product. He told Jennifer about his plan, and everything she would get out of it just by moving and selling it. She tried to resist, but the glitz called to her just like it would any girl that had a Porsche dangled in front of her.
It sold easily, her fathers meth was perfect. The fact that it was being sold by someone as flawless as Caroline made it top product. Quickly she began to start getting a hint of the VIP life. She kept it subtle at first, but when her boyfriend made an appointment to get Crystal Meth for a party for her supplier. She couldn’t deny going with him, and she couldn’t deny the hype anymore. if her fathers Meth was so amazing she had to see where they came from. She was done in, and she loved it. It made her feel like she was the top of the world. She was able to pay her father back with the money her boyfriend paid for it, he didn’t realize she was using him now just to get her fix. She had stopped loving him a long time ago. With the Meth in her system she felt cockier. She and her two friends out in her Porsche with her, and her boyfriend took her fathers Ferrari. They started drag racing down the back highways, but her boyfriend ended up crashing the car, fatally.
Caroline, spiraled out of control. Stealing her dads meth just to do it herself. To the point it was self destructive, she blamed herself, she blamed her father. She hated what this drug had done to her life, but she needed it. It was the only thing that could make her feel good, the only thing that made her happy. When her father started paying attention to her decreasing like in school and sports, and her increasing need to be at parties. He began counting the meth a lot more carefully, and paying attention to the girls disheveling looks. Caroline denied it at all costs, but he knew she had been different since her boyfriends passing. He contemplated a rehab center, but didn’t think it was right for his daughter. Brookhaven came up and he thought it was perfect, he sent Caroline there right away.