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Oh that sucks. Good luck to you! And don't worry, I can wait. Take your time.
Kimchi, your little gif has made me laugh every time I looked at it.
Hm, oh well.
I was only curious.
But now I'm curious to know of the new character being conjured up.
I was only curious.
But now I'm curious to know of the new character being conjured up.
Woo, first post.
"Alright. This is our stop. C'mon Reagan, follow me."
A young female in a white doctor's coat stood by the exit, waiting for the only patient on board to follow her off the bus. She had curly dirty blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. With or without heels, the tanned woman was taller than her patient. Not saying the patient was short, but merely that she was tall. On the doctor's name tag, 'Ms. Tanner' was engraved signifying who she was. Her coat hid most of her attire, but the edges of a black skirt could be seen.
"Come on Davie. I promise you'll be okay." Her voice was soothing, motherly even. She reached out to Davie, that being the patient's name, and waited for him to trust her enough so they could get off the bus.
A male, in his early twenties stared out the window, sitting in the middle of the two person seat. 'If I sit too close to the window I could get hurt by glass. But if I sit on the edge, I may fall and get a concussion. It- It should be best to sit here.' He flinched at every speeding car, and cowered away from people walking past seeing him on the bus. And finally, the white bus came to a stop.
'Trenton State Hospital.' Davie read the sign of the building he was suppose to live in. It didn't look so bad with it's white furnished outer walls and the nice small garden sitting in front of the hospital decorated with yellows and oranges.
"But-"
"You're not going to get hurt dear. I promise you." Ms. Tanner spoke before he could start worrying and have another anxiety attack. It was hell getting him onto the bus, she tried to make it much less of a pain for the both of them. Davie hesitated, but swallowed the nervousness and got off the bus with the doctor.
"This is where you will be staying. You'll be treated and cared for by the best."
Davie tuned her out halfway as she showed him around. He mesmerized rooms, emergency exits, and the office. He was shown his room, a simple room with a bed and a tan desk, but afterward he was escorted out. Confused, he decided to pay a little more attention.
"As of now, everyone is relaxing in the Lounge Area. It's a schedule system to keep everything in order... Are you getting all this Davie?" She knew of his symptoms, but she was sure he wasn't slow and could retain information.
"Yes...Yes ma'am." He said quietly and followed her through a set of large double doors. Inside, patients were sitting around or doing small activities alone or by themselves. Doctors occasionally walked through, writing things on clipboards or talking to one of the patients. "Go on." Was all the doctor said before she let Davie go off by himself, free to do as he wanted. The blonde stood in his place for a few moments, studying everything. There was a Jenga puzzle off to the side, a tv with three couches, with two being used, a few scattered books, and other various things. 'I don't want to go where it's crowded. They could get upset and hurt me... I don't want to go by the window... That might break.'
After a few more scrambled and panicked thoughts he finally made the decision to take a seat on one of the couches farther from the others, only to observe everyone else and mind his own business.
'I never got to ask...why I was sent here? Why are there so many doctors? Am I sick?
A young female in a white doctor's coat stood by the exit, waiting for the only patient on board to follow her off the bus. She had curly dirty blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. With or without heels, the tanned woman was taller than her patient. Not saying the patient was short, but merely that she was tall. On the doctor's name tag, 'Ms. Tanner' was engraved signifying who she was. Her coat hid most of her attire, but the edges of a black skirt could be seen.
"Come on Davie. I promise you'll be okay." Her voice was soothing, motherly even. She reached out to Davie, that being the patient's name, and waited for him to trust her enough so they could get off the bus.
A male, in his early twenties stared out the window, sitting in the middle of the two person seat. 'If I sit too close to the window I could get hurt by glass. But if I sit on the edge, I may fall and get a concussion. It- It should be best to sit here.' He flinched at every speeding car, and cowered away from people walking past seeing him on the bus. And finally, the white bus came to a stop.
'Trenton State Hospital.' Davie read the sign of the building he was suppose to live in. It didn't look so bad with it's white furnished outer walls and the nice small garden sitting in front of the hospital decorated with yellows and oranges.
"But-"
"You're not going to get hurt dear. I promise you." Ms. Tanner spoke before he could start worrying and have another anxiety attack. It was hell getting him onto the bus, she tried to make it much less of a pain for the both of them. Davie hesitated, but swallowed the nervousness and got off the bus with the doctor.
"This is where you will be staying. You'll be treated and cared for by the best."
Davie tuned her out halfway as she showed him around. He mesmerized rooms, emergency exits, and the office. He was shown his room, a simple room with a bed and a tan desk, but afterward he was escorted out. Confused, he decided to pay a little more attention.
"As of now, everyone is relaxing in the Lounge Area. It's a schedule system to keep everything in order... Are you getting all this Davie?" She knew of his symptoms, but she was sure he wasn't slow and could retain information.
"Yes...Yes ma'am." He said quietly and followed her through a set of large double doors. Inside, patients were sitting around or doing small activities alone or by themselves. Doctors occasionally walked through, writing things on clipboards or talking to one of the patients. "Go on." Was all the doctor said before she let Davie go off by himself, free to do as he wanted. The blonde stood in his place for a few moments, studying everything. There was a Jenga puzzle off to the side, a tv with three couches, with two being used, a few scattered books, and other various things. 'I don't want to go where it's crowded. They could get upset and hurt me... I don't want to go by the window... That might break.'
After a few more scrambled and panicked thoughts he finally made the decision to take a seat on one of the couches farther from the others, only to observe everyone else and mind his own business.
'I never got to ask...why I was sent here? Why are there so many doctors? Am I sick?
Ace looked back at Jasper, with a curious gaze as they walked into the cave. Staring at her long enough made Ace shake her head. "I think she's broken." It didn't take Ace long to figure out Jasper and germs didn't mix. It was noticeable when she first met the girl. "Whatever is in that water, it sure did calm her down. At least she didn't pass out." Thankfully, as Ace predicted, most of the stuff fell off her or washed off. Somehow, Ace managed to find the most dangerous path. Each step she took, the rock would give out only seconds later just as she bounded to the next. Occasionally, she'd find some safe spot in order to help pull Jasper along too.
"Wonderful! We made it to the cave." Ace's voice echoed and she couldn't help but laugh some. "Come on you two, let's go farther. It might be warmer in here." Not even being able to take more than three steps, did she see a group of people in cloaks and her newfound friends in nets. Her hands crossed under her chest and her smile faded. "Looks like someone started the party without us." She was a lot more calm than Harper, but that was in most situations anyway. Ace pulled Jasper behind her a little, and looked at the group of cloaks. "A little life lesson for you Jasper..." As Harper and some random lady 'negotiated' noticed the one with the pipe. "Always check for weapons. And then,"
When Harper got hit, Ace frowned and balled her fists together. She had found a new liking to people, new friends even, so the sudden sense of loyalty kicked in. "That was pretty rude you know. I even have better manners than that." She took a step toward ??? Ace wasn't afraid of a simple fight. This fight couldn't have been any different from the ones when she was younger. But Harper's voice deterred her. He wanted her to help the others. "Fine. But be careful. And don't give her that list." A little ironic for someone who did the exact opposite.
Ace pulled Jasper along, but then frowned again seeing that the one who possessed the pole was the one guarding the net. "Hmph. Jasper, you try and help Leila and Harper. I don't think this one will be so nice as to let us walk by. I'd rather not have you get hit with a pole- and drunk. Not a good feeling I bet." Despite the urgency, Ace gave a reassuring smile and walked up to Gary. Ignoring her, Ace looked at the group. "Long time no see guys. Did you find anything interesting? We should probably discuss this... I guess after there isn't a net stuck over you." Her hands went to her hips and she looked at the girl with the pole. "So girly are you going to let them out? Or do I have to use force? You know, I'm fine with either."
The survival skills she obtained over the years kicked in, searching for the best place to strike. All she needed was to knock her on her butt and pull the net as fast as possible. It sounded easy enough, right? Just how did she plan on doing it... Well, just like the rest of her life so far, she planned to wing it and hope for the best. She was still alive now, so that plan was working pretty well.
When Harper yelled, Ace glanced back at the commotion. She'd let the other two grab the list, Ace trusted them enough to do so. But, that meant Harper was left in the water. "More hands will be needed if we're suppose to actually win..." Using that distraction and impulse behavior, (nope, no plan of action) Ace ran past Gary, careful to dodge any swings from the pole and reached for the net.
It was one of those 'now or never' moments, although 'never' would just be until she tried again.
"Wonderful! We made it to the cave." Ace's voice echoed and she couldn't help but laugh some. "Come on you two, let's go farther. It might be warmer in here." Not even being able to take more than three steps, did she see a group of people in cloaks and her newfound friends in nets. Her hands crossed under her chest and her smile faded. "Looks like someone started the party without us." She was a lot more calm than Harper, but that was in most situations anyway. Ace pulled Jasper behind her a little, and looked at the group of cloaks. "A little life lesson for you Jasper..." As Harper and some random lady 'negotiated' noticed the one with the pipe. "Always check for weapons. And then,"
When Harper got hit, Ace frowned and balled her fists together. She had found a new liking to people, new friends even, so the sudden sense of loyalty kicked in. "That was pretty rude you know. I even have better manners than that." She took a step toward ??? Ace wasn't afraid of a simple fight. This fight couldn't have been any different from the ones when she was younger. But Harper's voice deterred her. He wanted her to help the others. "Fine. But be careful. And don't give her that list." A little ironic for someone who did the exact opposite.
Ace pulled Jasper along, but then frowned again seeing that the one who possessed the pole was the one guarding the net. "Hmph. Jasper, you try and help Leila and Harper. I don't think this one will be so nice as to let us walk by. I'd rather not have you get hit with a pole- and drunk. Not a good feeling I bet." Despite the urgency, Ace gave a reassuring smile and walked up to Gary. Ignoring her, Ace looked at the group. "Long time no see guys. Did you find anything interesting? We should probably discuss this... I guess after there isn't a net stuck over you." Her hands went to her hips and she looked at the girl with the pole. "So girly are you going to let them out? Or do I have to use force? You know, I'm fine with either."
The survival skills she obtained over the years kicked in, searching for the best place to strike. All she needed was to knock her on her butt and pull the net as fast as possible. It sounded easy enough, right? Just how did she plan on doing it... Well, just like the rest of her life so far, she planned to wing it and hope for the best. She was still alive now, so that plan was working pretty well.
When Harper yelled, Ace glanced back at the commotion. She'd let the other two grab the list, Ace trusted them enough to do so. But, that meant Harper was left in the water. "More hands will be needed if we're suppose to actually win..." Using that distraction and impulse behavior, (nope, no plan of action) Ace ran past Gary, careful to dodge any swings from the pole and reached for the net.
It was one of those 'now or never' moments, although 'never' would just be until she tried again.
Orpheus said Posted! Hey guys, if it comes to a fight scene, I guess Gary will really have to hit your characters, but uh let's not go there because I suck at fight scenes yes
*starts making post before this is seen*
...*starts to erase stuff*
*somehow Ace manages to start a potential fight anyway*
Dang it Ace! Stop being so impulsive!
Ace: "....Whoops?"
Nice.
We can even base it off that story. Meaning those are the experiments that are overheard. If you're okay with that.
We can even base it off that story. Meaning those are the experiments that are overheard. If you're okay with that.
I shall work on a post then. Expect it tomorrow or Tuesday~
Oh, what should the asylum be called?
Oh, what should the asylum be called?
Hrmm I think the new patient could go either way on that one... I can volunteer though.
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