Teen suicide rate is now 1 in 4 worldwide. The American government has decided today to implement a curfew of 8pm, as well as their own version of The Program. The Program originated in England, where their teen suicide rate has dropped from 1 in 3 to an impressive 1 in 10. Effective immediately, any teen acting depressed will be admitted to The Program for a month before being released back into society. The Program may be our only way to rescue our children from this suicide outbreak.
Do you know the warning signs?:
Withdrawn from friends and family.
Acting distracted or distant.
Experimenting with drugs/alcohol or in possession of Qwik-Death.
Giving away their favourite possessions.
Crying more than usual.
Is your child sick? CALL 1-888-PROGRAM.
The year is 2020. Teenagers all around the world are being "infected" by suicidal thoughts. The newest solution to this problem is The Program, a month long mental evaluation where patients' memories are slowly wiped away until they are "clean". Parents see it as the only way to save their kids. Teenagers fear The Program, believing it to be a fate even worse than death. Only when a teenager turns 18 are they no longer eligible for The Program and are free to do whatever they please.
Inside every high school are 10 employees of The Program who supervise over the campus. If a teenager is found acting suspicious or depressed in anyway, they are required to take them to The Program immediately. Also, any person found selling Qwik-Death will be reported to the police and will face a 30-day jail sentence, and then admitted to The Program for memory cleansing.
Qwik-Death is the fastest selling illegal item by teenagers. Just a sip of the potent drink can kill a human. Not all suicides have been the result of Qwik-Death, but since it was first distributed nationally as a stronger Rat poison, the majority of suicides have been a result of Qwik-Death. Although it is no longer sold in stores, it can still be found on the streets. The police are working diligently to arrest anyone selling the poison, but many dealers have been able to avoid arrest.
Only employees of The Program know what exactly goes on inside the building. Each teenager gets one-on-one time with a psychologist. Before starting each session they are given a blue pill, and after they are given a yellow pill. When they are released, they have forgotten everything from their friends to their childhood to their real name. Many times, The Program is successful. It wipes away any traumatic events and they are placed back with their families (whom, of course, they have to "re-learn").
Is a life without memory worth living?
THIS RP IS RATED M, for Mature Themes. ^_^
Lincoln Park High School, Chicago, Illinois, 2020. The Program is about a 20 minute walk from Lincoln Park, but the teenagers after leaving The Program go to school in a small private, unnamed high school right beside The Program instead of Lincoln Park. There is a heavily supervised shared Community Center in between the two (about a 10 minute walk from each) where teens from Lincoln Park and teens who have gone through The Program can hang out with each other. There is a small, and unsupervised lake half an hour from Lincoln Park that many teens like to visit as well.
Personality (and/or) Bio:
Name: Ella Bennett
Appearance: Short and curvy African-American girl with dark round eyes and a bright smile. Ella wears her curly hair slightly above the shoulders, and she bleaches it blond. Her style is casual, and she's rarely seen in anything other than jeans, a plain tee (or hoodie when cold), and her favourite red converse.
Personality (and/or) Bio: Ella is a charming young woman, who tries to remain positive after her 14-year old little sister, Olivia, committed suicide a few months ago. Ella believes her sister is in a better place now - an angel who has returned to God. Her parents have taken it hard though, and have been keeping a very close eye on Ella since the suicide. They are happy that The Program has been implemented, but Ella never wants to forget her memories with her sister. Ella is very charming and makes friends easily. On the other hand, she is very impulsive, manipulative, and thinks 100% with her heart. Her emotional actions are a huge cause of her parents worry.
Ella finished watching the morning news broadcast, and walked to her room. She went over to her bedside table and picked up a picture frame. Inside the frame was a picture of her and Olivia smiling, taken a year ago on vacation in Florida. After that vacation, Olivia changed. Everything changed.
She gave the photo a kiss and said a quick prayer. She picked up her backpack, and left for school. On her way she thought about the story on the news. She had heard whispers about The Program before. She heard it was supposed to help teenagers forget their "traumatic" pasts. She thought that was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard. Sure, her sister's death was sad, but the memory of Olivia was a happy one. She would hate to forget her. Not only that, but she would forget her friends. Her friends... the very people who helped her through Olivia's suicide. She couldn't even imagine forgetting them either.
The Program was already causing her stress, and it only just came to America. She tried not to think about it the rest of the way to school, but it kept trying to worm it's way into her thoughts. Will things at school change? Who in her class will be taken first? Will SHE be taken just because of her sister's death? Some reports say suicide rates are higher in people with suicide in their family. Ella started to worry more and more.
((I have another character, but I'll introduce him a little later.))
Name: Victoria "Torie" Freemon
Appearance: she is tall, slender, and slightly tanned with almond shaped eyes and quiet smile. Torie wears her hair auburn hair in either a tight bun or in a French braid that reaches mid back. She is usually seen in not so modest clothes and heels.
Personality: Torie is quick to judge and hard to forgive. Usually once she has made an opinion of someone it doesn't change. She doesn't talk a whole like but will make her opinions known. She has lost most of her friends after she found her best friend body and suicide note. Torie also lost her cousin in an apparent suicide. Ever since, she has with drawn from most of her friends and family. Torie's parents aren't around much, seeing as her father works for a major construction company overseas and her mother follows her husband everywhere. They claimed that the schools around where they live are not good enough for their intelligent daughter but Torie knows better. The only family she really has are the servants that clean her house and wait on her.
Name: Mickeal White
Appearance: short spiky black hair, ridiculously tall, slender. He has short rimmed glasses, usually found wearing shorts and a t-shirt. He is always trying to be goofy except when it comes to baseball. He is the first basemen and very proud of it but not in a cocky way. He also lives in a more well to do neighborhood but both of his parents are home. His two sisters (Anna 19 and Tara 13) are also at home. He has yet to see any of his friends commit suicide. He doesn't really see what the big fuss is all about.
Torie clicked the TV off and sighed, realizing that if she wanted to avoid this "program" she was going to have to start acting like her friends and cousins deaths didn't affect her, like they never happen. She would have to act like she cared about the world that killed Maria and Ginny, act like she didn't care coming home to an empty house and an even emptier heart. She shook her head and grabbed her back pack from off the counter top. "Bye Frankie. Thanks for breakfast." She walked towards the front door, pausing as she glanced at a picture taking when she was 6 years old. It was her mother, father, and herself sitting in front of the Forbidden Kingdom in Beijing China. She picked up the photo and threw it across the room, letting the glass shatter everywhere. Kita came scrambling into the room. "Torie, are you ok? The glass didn't cut you did it?" Torie smiled. "No Kita. It didn't. But go ahead and just throw the picture, frame and glass away." Kita nodded. "Yes, Torie. And have a great day at school. Remember to smile. You always look so pretty when you smile." Kita hugged her before she went rushing to get a broom. Torie gave a small smile and walked out the door, ready to put on a show.
"Dear Lord, Tara, how long does it take you to get ready?" Mike shouted. "If you don't hurry up, I will make you take the bus!"
"I'm coming!" Tara shouted, sliding down the banister. "Jeez, Mikey. Why are you shouting? I was only taking a few minutes to make sure I looked ok."
He rolled his eyes. "Are you ready?"
She nodded. Mike grabbed his backpack and they started walking out the door.
Edit: ok basically posting so that way if my IPAD logs me out I don't lose all my info XD
Edit 2: ok so gonna add another character but will do it later. =}
Ella happens to walk by Torie's everyday on her way to school. She had known Torie since grade school, and they had recently grown closer. Ella wasn't sure she'd consider Torie her best friend, but she really wasn't sure if she had any single "best friend" anyway. It was hard to get too close to anyone else with the suicide epidemic. It would be disastrous to lose best friend after best friend to suicide, so many teens tried to stay away from friends all together. Ella just tried not to get too close to any one person. It was easier to have many friends than one person that could die in an instant.
"Hey, Torie!" Ella laughed, "What great timing. Did you hear about The Program coming here? I saw the building yesterday when I was driving downtown with my parents. The place is massive and colourless - like Alcatraz. It's hella freaky. I hope it at least looks pretty on the inside or if I get taken, I'll be depressed AND I'll go crazy."
Tories nodded. "I know. It's creepy." She smiled, a very twisted and forced smiled. "Does this smile even remotely look close to being normal?" She asked, with a heavy sigh.
Ella continued laughing, "No, haha, no, it doesn't. Just be yourself, Torie. I'm sure the supervisors can tell if you're faking it. As long as you don't act totally depressed, you should be fine. That's what I heard, anyway. If you feel upset, maybe just not go to school or avoid eye contact with the supervisors."
Tories nodded. "I get that. I just don't get why people are committing suicide. I mean first Maria and then Ginny. Back to back like they were and now we are suppose to just forget about their deaths and pretend like they don't exist. I cant do that, Ella. And it's bullsh.it that they are making us do that." She wiped a few tears from her eyes. "I can pretend that opmy parents don't exist but not them."
"I know it's bullpoo. Maybe it won't be that bad. Maybe we won't even notice that anything is different."
As they approached the school, it became obvious that things would be different. There was at least a dozen adults in white lab coats surrounding the school - they were even checking students' bags as soon as they stepped on school property. After your bag was checked, they stamped your hand with "PASS". Ella noticed one boy, a 15 year old named Issac getting his bag checked.
The worker, a larger man, pulled out a bottle of Qwik-Death. "This yours, young man? I'm afraid you'll be getting a FAIL."
"NO! No, it's not mine. Honest! I have no clue how it got there. Please, you can take it and throw it out. It's not mine!" Issac cried.
The man grabbed Issac's hand, as Issac struggled to get away. He stamped a big red FAIL on the boy's hand and called over another worker, "We got another one." He turned back to Issac and said, "Don't worry. We'll get you help."
Issac screamed, "IT WASN'T MINE! I SWEAR IT WASN'T!" as they pulled him away and into a large, windowless van. Ella saw at least three others inside when they shoved Issac in.
Ella didn't have anything to hide, but she was definitely terrified.
Tories stood there frozen. Every single hair on her body was standing up and her instincts were screaming for her to run. She looked at Ella. "Oh dear god. What has happened to our school?"
Mike had just dropped Tara off at her school. He walked towards his and gasped. "Holy sh.it" he mumbled. Seeing Ella and Tories, he walked up to them. "Please tell me that this is not happening."
Ella mumbled, "Yep, it's happening." She sighed and put a smile on her face, "At least there's nothing we have to be afraid of, right? Let's just pretend it's another day at school. Freaking out too much will only get us into trouble."
They were approached by a woman supervisor, who asked to check their bags. Ella handed hers over to the lady with a smile, "Having a busy day?"
The woman said nothing in response and handed Ella's bag back. Ella stuck her hand out and the woman gave her a PASS. The woman looked to Torie, "Bag please?"
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