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Oh My Gods!

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Stretchers, Stethoscopes, and Scalpels: A Hospital RP

Dr Zachary Lee Sinclair MD

Zachary Sinclair

Zac | Drac | "Z"

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Zach

"Never trust a man who takes tea with milk and lemon"

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CMH Personnel File

Name

Zachary Lee Sinclair

Birthday & Age

May/27/1988 | 29 | London, UK.

Gender & Sexual Orientation

Male | Closeted Homosexual

Other Labels

"Brit" | English | Agnostic | Moderate

Occupation

Neurology Senior Night-Float

Appearance

Dapper and debonair, whether in scrubs or a shirt & tie. Slim and slender, long and lanky, a runner's build on the lither side of sport usually helpful when running around the facilities on late night consult call. And despite his nickname, Zach's skin is far from the pale, coming in with a fair peach tone, combined with his expressive chocolate brows and quiff. The exquisite cheekbones, full lips, and defined jawline tipped with the slightest suggestion of scruff completes the tall, dark and handsome appeal in whatever he wears or isn't wearing. Although his steely grey-blue eyes gaze far deeper than most, looking past your optic disks and down the optic nerve straight into the brain to see the content of the mind. Perhaps it is these eyes and the highbrow that gives Zach his cerebral appearance. That or the sophistication he takes to meticulous grooming and attire, which merely add to the English Gentlemen mystique.

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"It was many years ago that I became what I am"

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CMH Psychological Evaluation

Personality

The Positive:

• Eidetic Memory
• Mild-Mannered
• Industrious

The Negative:

• Indecisive
• Detached
• Insomniac

Evaluation Observations:
Never seems to leave the hospital. Zac gives off the illusion of living at the hospital as a resident ought to. A quiet man of diligence and mystery, an unspoken intellect keen to observe rather than speak. A few quips of wit sardonically tossed in so casually that they are easily missed amongst the tea-fueled frenzy of his work. Maybe it is the accent that he carries that lends to him an exotic charm, a gentlemanly sort of proper-ness that calms the airs around him by knocking them down a peg every time he opens his mouth and speaks in RP. Zac is a private man, he never quite speaks his mind, and would rather talk about someone else's brain and few actually know personal information about him as he gives out so little in what time he has to idly chat about himself. Most impressive is his ability to seemingly remember every patient and case under his service with such an amazing degree of accuracy. He would make for a brilliant attending, if he wasn't so nocturnal.

Actual Personality:
The international man of mystery conceal his secrets well. Few staff see him leaving for his apartment, only to return in a few hours. Fewer still are the friends that know the man behind the passive act, understanding his need to compartmentalize. It's easy to put on the mask at work, carrying on with stiff upper lip, but the bitter crash comes at the cost of his psyche. His insomnia stems from both inside and out, stresses which he copes with by working over hours. The patients he can do nothing about, gnaw at his physician's guilt though he never lets it show to others. And of course his hidden sexuality, which he fears will get him ousted by the powers that be. He's worked long and hard, and won't risk everything for a moment of truth. So why not feign interest in the ladies that fancy him? Better over-brewed tea than no tea at all.

History:

Some were born with a silver spoon in hand, others had to earn it. Zachary fits into the former, born into a social class above, but embodies the spirit of the latter. Born a mongrel between a fair Welsh lady and her English business tycoon, Zachary Lee Sinclair came into the world as heir to the ancient legacy of Clan Sinclair. Not that such history matters, but certainly never going hungry on the streets and ample opportunities did. Yet despite all the grooming to take his father's small empire of real estate, hours of preparatory and years of being introduced to business partners, the boy took no interest in economics. Instead he graduated Oxford with sights set on the neurosciences finishing his forms before turning his attention to across the pond, much to the chagrin of his family. Wanting to get away from it all, Zach found himself accepted at the University of Michigan Medical School as an international student. Living in the states for four years on PR as he left his city of London for the collegiate Ann Arbor, his graduation conferred him the title of Dr. Zachary Lee Sinclair MD. Of which his residency program matched him to CMH and whisked the import to another side of the States, having barely kept in contact with his family back home through a series of emails and telephone calls. Neurology seemed to be the appropriate calling for him after three years, claiming the title of senior and being entrusted with the position of night-float due to his prodigious memory for better hand-offs. In two years, he may yet climb higher and become an attending past his fellowship.

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"The world seems full of good men - Even if there are monsters in it." Bram Stoker

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Off the Record

My Dreams

What are dreams even? Simulation of waking events occurring in REM sleep? Or desires of the self projected into the illusion of reality? The fickle nature of a dream makes the memory nothing more than a grasp at falsehoods. But if there was such a thing as a future vision, the idolized goal in life which all must stride forward to, for Zach it would be to return to his native roots. Living out of the UK, out in the Welsh countrysides in a quiet early retirement with a partner. A rather modest goal for all the work put in, but then again it is the journey that is often more amazing than the end result. It is after all such a complex pathway the signal must travel in the brain to achieve an desired action as simple as such waving your hand hello.

Fears

• Professional Failure
• Intrapersonal Rejection
• International Infamy

Likes

• Tea (Earl Grey), Hot
• Cacti & Succulents
• Fencing (Sport)
• Noodles & Pasta Al Dente
• Classical & Classic Rock Music
• Dogs
• Interesting Neurological cases

Dislikes

• Tea (Sweet American), Cold
• Coffee
• Sleeping
• Limp noodles & pasta.
• Bright sunshine
• Evangelists
• Cats
• Curbside consults

Reputation

Walking EMR & Neuro-Textbook and Possible Vampire or Zombie who never leaves the hospital

Stretchers, Stethoscopes, and Scalpels: A Hospital RP

It's the color code for Iced Tea XD

Stretchers, Stethoscopes, and Scalpels: A Hospital RP

@Dirty Pretty Lies

Done.

The original Color was Blood Red since Vampire Black was difficult to read...
Now the current Color is a joke.

Stretchers, Stethoscopes, and Scalpels: A Hospital RP

Dr Zachary Lee Sinclair MD

Zachary Sinclair

Zac | Drac | "Z"

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Zach

"Never trust a man who takes tea with milk and lemon"

---

CMH Personnel File

Name

Zachary Lee Sinclair

Birthday & Age

May/27/1988 | 29 | London, UK.

Gender & Sexual Orientation

Male | Closeted Homosexual

Other Labels

"Brit" | English | Agnostic | Moderate

Occupation

Neurology Senior Night-Float

Appearance

Dapper and debonair, whether in scrubs or a shirt & tie. Slim and slender, long and lanky, a runner's build on the lither side of sport usually helpful when running around the facilities on late night consult call. And despite his nickname, Zach's skin is far from the pale, coming in with a fair peach tone, combined with his expressive chocolate brows and quiff. The exquisite cheekbones, full lips, and defined jawline tipped with the slightest suggestion of scruff completes the tall, dark and handsome appeal in whatever he wears or isn't wearing. Although his steely grey-blue eyes gaze far deeper than most, looking past your optic disks and down the optic nerve straight into the brain to see the content of the mind. Perhaps it is these eyes and the highbrow that gives Zach his cerebral appearance. That or the sophistication he takes to meticulous grooming and attire, which merely add to the English Gentlemen mystique.

---

"It was many years ago that I became what I am"

---

CMH Psychological Evaluation

Personality

The Positive:

• Eidetic Memory
• Mild-Mannered
• Industrious

The Negative:

• Indecisive
• Detached
• Insomniac

Evaluation Observations:
Never seems to leave the hospital. Zac gives off the illusion of living at the hospital as a resident ought to. A quiet man of diligence and mystery, an unspoken intellect keen to observe rather than speak. A few quips of wit sardonically tossed in so casually that they are easily missed amongst the tea-fueled frenzy of his work. Maybe it is the accent that he carries that lends to him an exotic charm, a gentlemanly sort of proper-ness that calms the airs around him by knocking them down a peg every time he opens his mouth and speaks in RP. Zac is a private man, he never quite speaks his mind, and would rather talk about someone else's brain and few actually know personal information about him as he gives out so little in what time he has to idly chat about himself. Most impressive is his ability to seemingly remember every patient and case under his service with such an amazing degree of accuracy. He would make for a brilliant attending, if he wasn't so nocturnal.

Actual Personality:
The international man of mystery conceal his secrets well. Few staff see him leaving for his apartment, only to return in a few hours. Fewer still are the friends that know the man behind the passive act, understanding his need to compartmentalize. It's easy to put on the mask at work, carrying on with stiff upper lip, but the bitter crash comes at the cost of his psyche. His insomnia stems from both inside and out, stresses which he copes with by working over hours. The patients he can do nothing about, gnaw at his physician's guilt though he never lets it show to others. And of course his hidden sexuality, which he fears will get him ousted by the powers that be. He's worked long and hard, and won't risk everything for a moment of truth. So why not feign interest in the ladies that fancy him? Better over-brewed tea than no tea at all.

History:

Some were born with a silver spoon in hand, others had to earn it. Zachary fits into the former, born into a social class above, but embodies the spirit of the latter. Born a mongrel between a fair Welsh lady and her English business tycoon, Zachary Lee Sinclair came into the world as heir to the ancient legacy of Clan Sinclair. Not that such history matters, but certainly never going hungry on the streets and ample opportunities did. Yet despite all the grooming to take his father's small empire of real estate, hours of preparatory and years of being introduced to business partners, the boy took no interest in economics. Instead he graduated Oxford with sights set on the neurosciences finishing his forms before turning his attention to across the pond, much to the chagrin of his family. Wanting to get away from it all, Zach found himself accepted at the University of Michigan Medical School as an international student. Living in the states for four years on PR as he left his city of London for the collegiate Ann Arbor, his graduation conferred him the title of Dr. Zachary Lee Sinclair MD. Of which his residency program matched him to CMH and whisked the import to another side of the States, having barely kept in contact with his family back home through a series of emails and telephone calls. Neurology seemed to be the appropriate calling for him after three years, claiming the title of senior and being entrusted with the position of night-float due to his prodigious memory for better hand-offs. In two years, he may yet climb higher and become an attending past his fellowship.

---

"The world seems full of good men - Even if there are monsters in it." Bram Stoker

---

Off the Record

My Dreams

What are dreams even? Simulation of waking events occurring in REM sleep? Or desires of the self projected into the illusion of reality? The fickle nature of a dream makes the memory nothing more than a grasp at falsehoods. But if there was such a thing as a future vision, the idolized goal in life which all must stride forward to, for Zach it would be to return to his native roots. Living out of the UK, out in the Welsh countrysides in a quiet early retirement with a partner. A rather modest goal for all the work put in, but then again it is the journey that is often more amazing than the end result. It is after all such a complex pathway the signal must travel in the brain to achieve an desired action as simple as such waving your hand hello.

Fears

• Professional Failure
• Intrapersonal Rejection
• International Infamy

Likes

• Tea (Earl Grey), Hot
• Cacti & Succulents
• Fencing (Sport)
• Noodles & Pasta Al Dente
• Classical & Classic Rock Music
• Dogs
• Interesting Neurological cases

Dislikes

• Tea (Sweet American), Cold
• Coffee
• Sleeping
• Limp noodles & pasta.
• Bright sunshine
• Evangelists
• Cats
• Curbside consults

Reputation

Walking EMR & Neuro-Textbook and Possible Vampire or Zombie who never leaves the hospital

Oh My Gods!

@Lord Zee okay will you make the sheet/doc for collab or do you prefer to do it in a series of PM's?

🦄 Duplicity - D&D Style Fantasy Rp Adventure (Completed)

Thomas Richard Harrison

Location: The Tower, Stare Down with Stairs Down.
Interacting With: Keystone, Stairs!

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One long staircase just going up,
And one even longer coming down,
And one more leading nowhere,
Just for show!

"Ugh..." What happened? Last thing Thomas remembered was trying to rush down the stairs and suddenly he was on the floor. Did he trip and fall over his robe? Impossible, given the lack of any lower robes to slip on. Nothing quite like waking up lying face-down in some stranger's place without your pants on. The young sorcerer's limbs felt as if someone had dislocated everything, articulating all the joints until they could no more. Arms flailing back and forth as his hips swung with a waddle one step a time. Spastic or rather tonic-clonic in his movements, that or possessed by the spirit of funk. Either way pushing himself off the ground took at least two tries as the first attempt failed with limp noodles buckling under him. At this point Thomas had about as much dignity left as he did worn clothing. It seems the stars were not in his favour for quite some time. Perhaps they wanted this necromancer to be victorious?

Eyes blinked seeing no one left but Keystone manning the stairwell. He was quite a big fella, standing in the entry way and all that. Monk muscles primed to punch whatever threat it was down there. Probably, taking the guard position as they moved on up. Something about Kyra? He didn't quite have the best of memory during his episode. Kneeling steady then up to rise, Thomas' wider gait moved him towards the stairwell, hands out for balance against the stonework wall. He had 3 spells left, and wouldn't be very useful very soon. Maybe it was time to just pack up and go home? No, they accepted him into their group and now he had to stick it with them...

"Agh...Right Behind you Keystone." Leaning against a wall to brace himself, the post-ictal was still affecting Thomas' recovering neurons. "Did the others make it down there?"

Oh My Gods!

@Lord Zee Would you care for a collab conversation between the two? Should help tidy up posts.

@ScreenAcne Are the other gods coming with a GM post, or are we free to plot our agreement?

Stretchers, Stethoscopes, and Scalpels: A Hospital RP

Every male in this roleplay is a scruffy bearded male.
And around the age of mid 30's.

@Denny You may also wish to add which department. Attending physician simply means you are doc in charge of overseeing a patient's care. However doesn't by itself place you work. Ie Surgery vs Floor vs ED vs ICU vs Clinic, and then by departments: Internal, Pulm, Cardio, GI, Nephro, Uro, Neuro, Psych, OB... Trauma, Thx, Abx, Neurosurg, plastics, burns... NICU, MICU, NNICU Etc.

Oh My Gods!

Waiting for last gods to show...

Else Zhystkrexas will offer to make a deal with Silecatus.
His support for her inclusion in the pantheon in exchange for one favour in the near future. What that favour is will be promised to be representative of their alliance... And secure her place in the pantheon for ages to come...

Unless of course you don't trust the God of dark deals...
But better him with you than against... right?