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 Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 3:01 pm
Mira was relieved Bess was allright, but still a bit worried.
After all, people didn't just fall down and pass out for no reason. She had a nagging headache at the back of her head. She rubbed it, and asked: "Shouldn't the water be hot by now?"
Without waiting for an answer, Mira stood up and walked to the bathroom.
Once she was in, carrying a few clothes as she was still in her pajamas, she slammed the door shut.
Ahh. That was better. She let the semi-hot water fall on top of her, whilst she foamed in her hear with cheap shampoo. But soon, the worries came back. What if it was her fault? Cedric's breakdown last night, Bess' sudden blackout?
And what in the world was that nagging headache?
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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 5:12 pm
Bess awoke. "Oh, no...." she said with a groan as she realized where she was. A doctor's office! "No, no, no, no, no..." she muttered to herself as the doctor came in.
"We need to see what went wrong, Bess. People just don't pass out for no reason," the doctor said, an evil grin on his face. "This just proves more than ever that you're insane. I think that this might be connected with the little fits you've been having."
At that very moment, Bess was using all of her energy to try and stifle a laugh; there wasn't anything funny here. This was a doctor's office, the place she dreaded the most! Bess must be having a 'fit', as everyone called them, right now.
But I've been working so hard! she pleaded with her mind, afraid to talk in case she giggled. I don't have as many fits any more. I'm getting better; really! Please! I want to go home...
The doctor interrupted Bess's silent pleas, apparently able to read her mind. "You'll never go home. Can't you see? Your parents don't want you." The docter scowled. "Besides, you've been out of the real world so long, you don't even act your age. You act, Bess, like a nine-year-old child. Maybe younger. You're fourteen! You've been around people older than you in Room #21, so they treat you like a baby. But you're not! How can you expect to find success in the real world when you're like a little dog? Kind and loyal to your friends, trying to look on the bright side, doing what you're told like a good girl... Yes, that's what you are. You're just like a silly little dog. You have no business in the outside world; stay in Room #21 where you'll be accepted like the little- and yes, I do mean little- lunatic you are. Grow up, please."
"But I'm not-" Bess started, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You are. You're crazy! Mad! A lunatic!" the doctor said, laughing.
Bess actually woke up. "It was a dream..." she muttered under her breath. She honestly felt like sobbing right now, but she remembered what that docter had sad. AND Cedric and Mira were standing over her. Standing over her like she was a little kid. Grow up, please. That's exactly what she'd try to do. I really do need to grow up. I'm like a little kid living in a teenager's body, Bess thought sadly.
((Since that was a long dream with lots of thinking invovled, I just colored the dream grey instead of bothering with italics.. sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Wed Apr 12, 2006 8:46 pm
(( I'd post, but someone has to reply to Trey talking and screaming to no one and shaking like a buzz saw. whee ))
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 5:10 pm
[[I shall attempt to post tomorrow.]]
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 2:45 pm
Magnius of the Chaos [[I shall attempt to post tomorrow.]]
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 2:46 pm
The Peanut Smuggler Magnius of the Chaos [[I shall attempt to post tomorrow.]]
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 9:28 pm
[[Wow, nice reception I get to. Someone should kill my sisters. Just because it's their birthday doesn't mean they can hog the freaking computers! Jesus. If I wasn't so compassionate, I would have killed them years ago. And joined Room #21 with Cedric, who would burn me to death. Geniuses are never truly appreciated... Also, I said that I'd ATTEMPT to post tomorrow, which I am doing now. Of course, since it's past 12:00 AM here, I guess it can be said that my attempt failed. XP]]
Cedric sighed in relief as he realized that Bess had waken up, and shook her slightly, concern written over his face. Literally, for an insane patient had written a variety of words on his forehead while he had been concentrating on Bess.
"Are you all right, Bess? Is everything okay?" he asked, before being distracted by some very strange shouting. He turned to look at Trey, who seemed to be in some strange trance. It seemed like some scene from a movie Cedric had watched, called "Barney the Purple Dinosaur's Adventures", in which a purple dinosaur began to kill all the tobacco company executives in the world using the power of the US Democratic politicians. It also reminded him of the movie "Invasion of the Body Snatchers", but to a lower extent.
"Mira, you take care of Bess for a while, okay?" he asked urgently, not realizing Mira's... problem, and ran over to Trey. "Trey, you all right? Trey?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 3:22 am
((Well, I WAS in the shower.
But okay.))
Mira stepped out of the shower, thinking her small headache would go away. She dressed herself and stepped out, only to hear Cedric's request. She nodded, and while drying her hair she stepped over to Bess' bed.
"Feeling better?" She said, while getting some water out of her ear.
"Not now, Sophie." Mira told another patient who was trying to write something on her forehead.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 7:35 am
The voice kept on moaing at him... And now he started hurting everywhere... What's wrong with me? He fell on his knees, for he no longer had the strength to stand up. Was it...Looking at that tunnel? Is that why this is happening to me? His voice now horse, he grabbed Cedric's collar, and said, " G-Get the doctors in here... NOW..." All the while, he was still muttering under his breath for the voice to go away. His breathing got shallow, and his skin turned paler than usual.
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 8:21 am
"Fine, fine..." Bess muttered and she sat up in her bed. "I'm fine. It was probably just..." What HAD happened, exactly? "Something minor. Nothing to worry about."
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Posted: Sat Apr 15, 2006 11:58 am
Mira nodded. "Okay," she said.
Something minor. Of course. That was it. That was both.
She went back to the chaos of the day, and ran over to the little button above the kitchen sink that said "In case of medical emergency, push".
She prayed to no god in particular that the doctor's weren't napping.
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 9:23 am
Cedric had been about to get the doctors, but he realized there was no need when Mira ran and called them herself. It seemed as if Bess was all right, so the only things to be taken care of were Trey and his face, which had a variety of words on it, all random.
"Not now, Kenneth." he said, pushing the patient who had been drawing on his face away. Kenneth whimpered, ran to the corner and curled up, shaking madly. With the bother out of the way, Cedric could concentrate on Trey, and lightly took Trey's hand off his collar and dragged him to his bed. "Just rest, Trey, it'll be all right."
[[Kenneth is my real life name. XD]]
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Posted: Sun Apr 16, 2006 6:27 pm
Wynn pushed Kenneth away. Since he failed drawing on Cedric's face, he decided to try drawing on her.
"Some other time Kenneth, okay?"
She sighed as he walked away. She often woke up with drawings on her face, thanks to Kenneth.
Wynn walked up to Mira and asked if she could help. However she found out that she had already called the doctors.
Wynn walked up to Cedric and Trey.
"Hi, Cedric. Do you need some help?" She asked.
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 7:34 am
Ankah merely sat back on her heels and watched the ensuing chaos. She really had no desire to join in everyone's fiasco. Sure, it's nice to give a s**t about people, but these softies took it way to far, in Ankah's own opinion.
She was getting hungry... and tired...
She slipped onto her bed and took a nap.
((oooh, will we get an Ankah dream-sequence soon?! Dun dun DUN!))
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Posted: Tue Apr 18, 2006 5:17 pm
The doctors rushed in at the alert. "Who's hurt?" Everyone pointed to Trey. They picked him up, ignoring his yelps of pain. He was brought to the doctors room, where he saw alot of surgical equipment. They ejected him with a fluid, and all went blank.
--Later that night--
Trey woke up with a bright light in his face. Am I dead? Wait, that's just the florecent lights. Lights always just seem so bright when I wake up... He sat up, and it all came back in a blur. The doctors coming in to get him, them putting him to sleep... Actually, maybe it wasn't in a blur.
That asside, he sat up. He winced, and noticed he had a bandage on his head.
" 'Bout time you woke up," the nurse that he noticed was beside him said. "You want to know what happened to you?"
" Yes, I slept fine, thank you for asking," he joked. The nurse's name was Alice, and just so happened to be nice. She couldn't act that way around the doctors, though. "And yes, it just so happens I would like to know what happened to me."
A doctor walked up with graphs, x-rays, and all that crap. Not that he'd look at them, he'd just listen. "The damage in your brain has spread. Something trigered it, but we don't know what. At first it was just in the head nerves. Now... It's in the part of your brain that controlls your thoughts. And the part that controls your body movement. It started moving particulary fast, so we had to preform surgery. Luckily, nothing went wrong. Now, if you just take two of these pills every four hours, and inject yourslef with this shot anytime you get a bad reaction, you'll be fine... At least, for a few years. You'll probably eventually need to get something stronger. But, I warn you: We don't know how long medicine and surgery can hold the progessing of this-this disease in your brain off."
He was shocked, to say in the least. On his way out, he said, "Can the nurse explain more to me?" "Sure. Alice, escort him to room 21."
"Alice, they're not serious, are they?"
"Trey, it's alot worse then you make it out. If you would take the therapy and check-ups-"
"No."
"They want to help you. I want to help you. Just think about it, ok?" She touched his arm lightly. He was the only joy and love she had at this job, and didn't want to lose him.
"Ok. I'll think about it." The answer was no, of course,but he knew it would make her feel better if he told her he would consider it. He kissed her lightly, then climbed into his bed.
(( I am now waiting for the Day 2 post.
On a different note: Ooh! Lengthy! And love! And oh, the DRAMA! xd
Can I make a profile for Alice? biggrin ))
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