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 Posted: Sat Nov 29, 2008 10:06 pm
You may come here to get medical treatment. Hero or villain, however if your identity as a villain is revealed they will most likely refuse to treat you. There are many reasons you may need to come here, if you are shot you need medical attention come here and the doctors will take care of you. There is an ambulance, you need to pm me for it though, just say where you are and that your chari needs help CharacterName biggrin r. Grey Age:45 Gender:female Appearance  Hair: medium length, blond Eyes:dark brown Physical description: Clothing biggrin ark jeans, Personality: StatsHp: Ep: Mhp: Strength:4 mod: Dexterity: mod: Constitution: mod: Intelligence: mod: wisdom: mod: Charisma: mod: Energy: mod: Dodge bonus: Base Attack Bonus: Attack Melee: Attack Ranged: Attack Will: Will powers/spells Damage: EquipmentWeapons: Money: Valuables:
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 12:40 pm
( enter from The City streets )
Egret walks into the large building through the large ungaurded entrance. Walking in Egret pulled off his hood and looked around. The Hospital was not very busy, it was very quiet. The Hospital wouln't be like this before he left. Egret walked through the serene hallways.
"Excuse me, sir?" The secretary shouted at Egret as he passed the processing center. Egret halted in the middle of the hallway, then turned his head back to glare at her.
"Don't you ever holler at me wench", Egret spat at her. His crimson eyes started to glow. The nurse gasped at the sight. The computer behind the woman rose in mid air. She turned and let out a scream.
"Would you like this computer to smash into your face?", Egret asked the woman in a monotone voice. The woman shook her head back and forth rapidly pleating with him. "Ok, well then never shriek at me again." With that Egret snapped his head to the right and the computer flung through the closed window. Shards of glass where falling as he walked away towards stairs he saw to the left.
( Exit to 2nd floor )
Telekenesis - Small Object - ( -25 ep )
270 - 25 = 245 ( ep ) left
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Posted: Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:43 pm
( enter to 2nd floor from first )
Egret came up the stairs to see many rooms with open doors. He walked down the hall aimlessly. Egret took the first left in the middle of the hall. As he walked, televisions blared, snores came from some rooms. Nearing the end of the hallway Egret heard a voice.
"Come here, Johny", an old cracked voice said. A grin came across Egrets face as he turned around and walked into the room. In it, was a medical bed, an old man laying across it, and the flickering lights on the ceiling. The man seemed to be bound to the bed. "Get over here now, Johny!" the man bellowed at Egret. Immediatly grimaced.
"Yes, sir..." Egret said stiffly as he walked to the mans side.
The elderly man stared angrily at Egret. " Now why in the hell would you ever say such horrible things to your mother. She called my crying over the phone saying that you called her a..." the man continued to shriek. Obviously he was senile but this made no difference to him. Egret's eyes began to glow once again. Almost instantaniously there was a loud bang overhead. The flickering lights had disipated. The only light in the room now was Egrets crimson glowing eyes. Without a word, Egret left the room and stomped down the stairs as he headed to the exit
( exit to 1st floor )
Flare - ( -82 ep )
247 - 82 = 165 ( ep ) left
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 1:05 pm
( enter from 2nd floor )
As Egret came down the stairs he looked back towards the nurse he's met before. She looked at him and looked away as if she didn't notice him.
"Smart woman," he said with smirk and a chuckle. Egret continued to the exit with a bouncy walk. Egrets left hand flung in front of him towards the door. His glowing crimson eyes soon followed. The door then burst open in front of him as he walked out.
As he came out, the suns powerful rays struck his face. Egret looked up, "Eh, at least it's not raining..." Egret flipped up his hood and walked out of the city.
( exit to the City )
Telekenesis - Small Object - ( -25 ep )
165 - 25 = 140 ( ep ) left
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 9:08 pm
[[enter from City]]
Naomi was rolled into the hospital, directly being taken into an OR and going under the knife. Several blood transfusions and two bullet extractions later, she was finally stabilized and wheeled into her own room, still asleep.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 11:18 pm
Peter landed with deep pants on the roof of the hospital. Blood still pouring from his shoulder and his gut. Slowly he webbed a thin thread, that carried him down to the ground level.... He had never needed to do this before. Spider-man was indestructible up there, but down here.... He was just a guy in a costume. It made the icon human. None the less peter took a back door. and the lights of the hospital were something completely new for Spider-man. He slipped through the rooms trying to be quite and not call too much attention. But he was leaving tracks of blood behind him. Soon enough he peeked through a window and saw a doctor talking to a patient. She was older and blond. His gut pained him and Peter shrunk to the floor.
"Ahhhh..." Peter groaned, pulling the door open. Quickly the doctor looking back to the door not seeing anyone but down on the floor a red glove. He clutched his tummy and pulled himself around the corner, looking up. The lady doctor rushed to him. And grabbed his hand. Her face full of shock, half at the fact that he was Spider-man, and the fact that blood was pooling on the white tile and his suit was doused. She leaned down.
"Please I need help, But you can't tell anyone..." he struggled, She nodded still in what seemed like shock. And tried to pull the man off the floor. Holding one arm over her shoulder she pulled the masked man, to the closest cart she could find. As he lay, down and grunted. Scared like a child. She took scissors to his next. Cutting down his suit. All the blood that had been absorbed fell to the floor with a splash.
Peter grabbed her wrist And she stopped with a little jump. "Leave the mask on." the seriousness in his voice, moved her and she nodded to him. Finally finding a voice. "I need to take out a bullet. And I have to put you to sleep. Don't worry." she pulled her wrist away with a feeling of seniority. Peter looked up at her blankly beneath the mask, underneath his face told fear. Peter had only ever had his tonsils taken out. After a moment of hesitation he nodded. And the doctor walked over to grab a blanket, putting it over him so no one would see and than raced him out the door and down an elevator. When she pulled off the blanket he was below a bright light. Quivering with fear. She saw this, and held his hand, turning to a cabinet and taking out a needle. Peter gulped and watched as she stuck the needle into his arm. He looked up and breathed heavily. The pain in his shoulder and stomach dulled a bit as the light above him got dimmer. Before he lost consciousness peter managed to utter a few last words.
"It stays.... on...."
hp 689-7= 682
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 11:22 pm
A few nurses slid open the door to the Icu unit, where a pure white girl had been before. They stared at her as they wheeled in a body a few feet away. Under a blue blanket, and wearing a tinted blue gown, the man had a cloth over his face for some reason. Little did they know the man below would have had them staring as well. Quickly they left the room. Turning back to catch one last glance of the girl.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 11:30 pm
BAMF
BAMF
Just in time, too.
Naomi's fur was as white as the clouds, he skin had changed, too. Her entire body was monochromatic, her stripes and eyes black, her fur and most of her hair pure white. The smell of lavender and roses filled the room. She had taken a little trip while Spiderman was still in surgery... She felt the reassurance of cold steel resting against her thigh... And her other thigh... And her stomach... underneath her blanket. "This is why we do what we do..." She was staring at the ceiling, her eyes seeming to suck the light out of the air. We did all of that, and all we got were funny stares."
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 11:43 pm
Peter's steady breathing, started as he awoke. His light eyes flickering open. The comforting materiel of plastic covered his eyes. And peter sighed. His whole body felt numb. Slowly he twitched his fingers, than up toward his face. He pulled off a towel or something. And found himself somewhere he greatly did not want to be. But when the sent of Lavender filled his nose. He smiled. Having heard nothing she had said Peter looked over to the girl, "I'm glad you're ok." he tried to say but only managed a hoarse whisper.
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Posted: Sat Dec 06, 2008 11:46 pm
"Ya dam lagga head, bud.." She stated simply, reverting to patois, staring at the ceiling. "Didn't you have somewhere else to be?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:00 am
Peter stared awkwardly toward her. His senses dulled by the anesthesia. After realizing that he wasn't going to figure out what she had said he looked back down at himself. One arm had a tag on it, John Doe was printed above a bar code. And in the other arm there was a needle hooked to an IV. He sighed, and tried to get his mind off it. "Nope, I'm good. Made all my classes." he said without even realizing the information he had given away about himself. while he remembered what else had happened. Peter peeled back the blanket. And peared under his gown. First at his shoulder which had a square type thing taped to his body. And a rectangular one where he had been stabbed. He stuck his IV free hand onto the shoulder patch, and felt weird lumpy things below. Maybe stitches?
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:12 am
"Like mi a go maas." She rolled her head to look at him "Calm down. If you start jumping around like an electrocuted monkey, they're going to take a closer look at you." It wasn't so much a threat as an observation. if he kept at the rate he was going, he was going to almost force them to take his mask off.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:18 am
"I just... never..." He didn't want to admit it, but he had never been to a hospital like this. Sure he'd had lots of stitches over the years. But a gun shot. Peter took his hand out. "Well I've got to get out of here." He said looking around as if he were going to get up and walk straight away.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 12:42 am
"Ya fall asleep after you get a whiff of me, and you a gon walk out a dis place now?" She was drifting in and out of Patois. It became apparent how hard it was for her to speak without reverting to her original language. "Ya not a gon get out." It was a simple fact. HE wasn't going to get out of here. He wasn't going to be able to sneak by them, and he wouldn't get anywhere on his own, as sedated as he was.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 10:05 am
Peter sighed and set his head back onto the pillowed, gazing up at the ceiling. He wore a face of thought. What if Mary Jane comes over? What will Aunt May think! They'll send the police to look for me. And I won't be able to fight with these stitches.... I guess I could just use my web. God what am I going to do.... He took in a deep breath that tinged his stomach with pain, and turned his head toward the wall. He didn't much feel like talking and even closed his eyes. He was there and there was nothing he could do but stay here, and sleep....
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