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 Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:20 pm
Introduction for all:
Someone's bound to get some bones broken, maybe a poisoning or two, with a side of eternal organs slipping out around a place like this. This section of land heals deep into pains of any race, big or small, and for all. The Medical Ward is still a little rigged and partly fixing up right now, but can stand large amounts of people in one sitting. So far, the only healer and person in The Medical Ward family is the little witchling, Alice. She's in charge the entire thing, stressful but worth it in her soft mind. Even if it's her hugest rival in desperate need of aide, she will help. If for some reason you stumble upon here for a reason is to visit some patient, becoming a patient, gain a job, or relax for a bit. As long as you're living and don't make the witch angry, you are welcome.
So please. Enjoy your stay at this "hospital."
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:22 pm
Current Occupations:
One little girl cannot handle all wounds and responses at once. So you may take a job, if you like.
Listings:
Radiology/Imaging:
None so far.
Surgery:
None so far.
Intensive Care Unit:
None so far.
Emergency Room:
None so far.
Cafeteria:
None so far.
Gift Shop:
None so far.
Lab:
Swordsman Chris.
Pharmacy:
None so far.
Neonatal Intensive Care Unit:
None so far.
Morgue:
None so far.
Welcoming Nurses:
None so far.
Phlebotomist:
None so far.
Once someone takes the first job in one section, they are officially the manager until problems occur. You can P.M. me for one.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2009 5:23 pm
Rules:
- Follow the ToS and Guild rules, as always.
- Keep it PG-13, pretty please.
- Note that you cannot die.
- Please no rolling the dice. Arguments and huge fights are acceptable, but not encouraged.
- Literate Roleplay. No ** or -- for actions. "" are for speaking.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 4:38 am
Reserved in case of emergencies. gonk
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 4:41 pm
"Snip snip." The witch said as she gently cut the well sewn ribbon.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:21 pm
I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door... Lightning rushed through the front doors, lugging her giant briefcase behind her. "Oh my, oh..." she mumbled as she punched the floor number into the elevator. Late. Again. What was it with her these days? How could she possibly be late for something as important as a job interview? Yeah, sure, her alarm clock hadn't rung, and yes, there was a road blocked off on the way, but those were still no excuses for tardiness. Hopefully, Alice wouldn't mind. Oh, who was she kidding? The lady was sitting in her office, most likely waiting very impatiently for her arrival. This wouldn't be taken well. Crossing her fingers and whispering a quick prayer, Lightning knocked on the door of Alice's office. ...There's no escape now, no mercy no more.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:29 pm
"Well, I live in the artic so... Perhaps I could set up a way for me to transport the corpses there? A friend of mine is somewhat of a zombie, so I like to give her something to eat every now and then," the young ice mage said as he had a look around, smiling. "The cold keeps them from decomposing."
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:34 pm
"Hm? Come in, whoever you are." Alice flickered while tipping onto the legs of her rolling chair. A bright crimson apple was being chewed from the witchling. Giving Ms. Lightning a few breathers to take slowly, Alice stomped her chair softly. She smiled joyfully at this Ms. Lightning. Alice always understood about rushes, so she let it go this time to the angelic dear. Between her teeth were these words. "Please relax, young miss. Are you here for the job?"
Halt. "Excuse me." She scooted off of her small chair and went to the mage waiting outside. "Drathi!! I'm a quite a bit busy for the time being!! I'll get back to you after my interview!" She yelped out of her clenched whites. Letting out a sigh of stress followed.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:43 pm
"... Interview?" Drathi asked, cocking his head to the side. "Who'd interview you?" Drathi was not meaning to be offensive, but in the short time he had known Alice, he had not expected her to be one for interviews, especially since they involve giving out secrets. Of course, he did not consider the possibility that it could be the other way around.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:54 pm
I see the angels, I'll lead them to your door... "Yes, I'm here, hoping to get a job in the hospital's Intensive Care Unit," replied Lightning, twiddling her thumbs. "You see, I'm much better at working with people who aren't conscious, so I think that this may be the best job for me." Lightning took a deep breath. She had said the entire last sentence in one breath. ...There's no escape now, no mercy no more.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 5:55 pm
Alice did a small cough out of her mouth. Her head was being shifted in anger from left to right. "No no no, I'm interviewing someone for a job right now! I run this place! I'll have to take care of your problem after interviewing my next worker." She let her knees bump on her way back to her office running.
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Posted: Thu Sep 24, 2009 6:06 pm
Drathi smirked as he obviously had struck a nerve, in Alice. Despite the two of them being frirends, he loved to tease her and pick on her, when hegot the chance. As he waited, he debated making the floor just outside the door covered in black ice, so that Alice would slip.
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 10:06 am
"well this is the best part of being a ragdoll...i dont have bones and all i need to do is regenerate and stitch up alittle
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Posted: Fri Sep 25, 2009 4:07 pm
Sliding into her office from the disturbance, Alice rolled into her chair. Her arm wrapped around her sweating head. "I'm sorry, I had an errand to run off to, Miss Lighting. Will you please repeat what you recently confirmed?" The wreaking witchling asked.
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