Places to Chat
HOSPTIAL RP PLEAS
Chatterbox: Inkwell
HOSPTIAL RP PLEAS
HOSPTIAL RP PLEASE JOIN!!!
I made one of these, but I guess it died out...
In this RP, you are either a hospital patient or you have a freind or family member in the hopsital. Eventually, all of our charries will meet each other and start a group that helps hospital patients by making care packages for them, training therapy pets for them, making birthday boxes for those that have birthdays in the hospitals, and making artwork to decorate the gray and white depressing walls. Here's the form:
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Appearance:
Other:
If someone they know is in the hospital:
Family/Friend in the hospital:
Family/Friend's condition:
If they are in the hospital:
Condition:
You can have up to two charries, but if you make a boy charrie you can have three. No OP charries and (This is goinf to make me sound like a goody-goody wimp, but I don't care...) Nothing too gruesome and detailed.
submitted by Joss, age 12, ME
(July 17, 2015 - 9:04 am)
(July 17, 2015 - 9:04 am)
Alright... since I think the Fantasy RP is dead anyway.
Name: Earnestine Quiple
Age: 13
Personality: Determined and hardworking. She makes goals for herself and focuses on them, and won't let anyone stop her. She is usually cheerful and enthusiastic.
Appearance: Dark blonde hair with hints of brown. She is about average height.
Other: She was born blind due to some complicated problem at birth (which was fixed). She tries not to let this stop her, and hates feeling like an invalid. She has given up reading (in braille) because it makes her more aware of her disability.
Name: Luke Citere
Age: 11
Appearance: Thin, light blonde hair and green eyes. Somewhat short for his age.
Personality: he hasn't spoken since the day his best friend Nina tried to kill herself. He is bold, though, but he hardly ever smiles.
Family/Friend in the hospital: Nina
Family/Friend's condition: See Nina's post by Indigo
(July 19, 2015 - 2:17 pm)
Name: Allison Peters
Age: 12
Personality: Friendly and delicate
Appearance: Straight black hair, chocolate eyes, and looks wasted.
Condition: Cannot operate alone, her muscles are progressively getting weaker. Though she can still talk and move around.
(July 19, 2015 - 6:29 pm)
When do we start writing?
(July 20, 2015 - 5:19 pm)
I forgot Earnestine's condition! Her doctors think they have found a way to operate on her eyes and giver her sight.
(July 20, 2015 - 7:43 pm)
Minna Tii
Age: 13
Personality: Quiet but lashes out at people like heck if they say anything wrong to her (emotionally unstable but that's not her only condition...)
Appearance: Brown hair and eyes that people hardly see, but if you do, they are a really striking violet.
Other: Only conrtracted it a few days ago...
Condition: Get ready... 3... 2... 1. Ebola.
(July 21, 2015 - 6:37 pm)
(July 22, 2015 - 8:28 am)
She had a life outside of the hospital.
Well, okay, leukemia. Can I do that, now that cancer's been taken? I can't do ALS.
(July 22, 2015 - 10:42 am)
It isn't my RPG but yes, that does seem more realistic.
(July 22, 2015 - 12:05 pm)
Name: Jasmine Nimatica
Age: eleven
Personality: Quiet, but that's just because of her condition. She's easily startled, but is very friendly.
Appearance: She has dark green eyes and short black hair. Rather small for her age.
Other: Will be determined as the RP goes on.
Condition: Odine's Curse. In other words, you have to consiously remember to breathe. (I'm pretty sure she'll end up dying.) So her hospital room is permanent, and it has a large sign saying BREATHE in large, bold, red letters.
Name: Tryston Nikeston
Age: 13
Personality: Jokey, kind, loves to laugh.
Appearance: James Potter.
Other: He's an orphan, although he doesn't know it. He was already in the hospital when his parents died in a car crash.
Condition: Amnesia, reacurring. He forgets small things, you know, like, he'll be walking around the hospital, saying hello to his friends, and then he forgot he said hello and will say it again. Sometimes people find that they're trapped in "time loops" with him: for example:
Tryston: Oh, hello, Valentine!
Val (I'm just going to call her that for short): Hey, Tryston.
Tryston: How are you?
Val: Fine, thanks! And you?
Tryston: Good. It's a little boring here at the hospital, but I'm managing still. *small smile*
Val: Well, Tryston, you probably don't remember me telling you, but the doctors told me that because I'm closer to you than they are, I should be the one to tell you that... well... you parents-
Tryston: Oh, hello, Valentine!
Val: ...Hey, Tryston.
Tryston: How are you?
Val: Fine, thanks. And you?
Tryston: Good. It's a little boring here at the hospital, but I'm managing still. *small smile*
Val: Tryston, please, well... you really aught to know that your parents-
Tryston: Oh, hello, Valentine!
Ex, ex, until he has a point (that comes up every 15-20 minutes) where he can remember things for longer than usual. He never forgets, you know, names or locations, though, just short-time things. (and then, of course, the things that every normal human forgets.)
(July 22, 2015 - 11:27 am)
Uhhh, St.?
Is it possible for Jasmine to sleep? I mean, as she has to remember to breathe and everything?
(July 22, 2015 - 4:42 pm)
Yeah, but she's hooked up to this force-breathing thingy.
(July 22, 2015 - 7:44 pm)
Soooo how about we start writing now.
(July 23, 2015 - 9:02 am)
"Nina has moved to a different section of the hospital. She can have no visitors until she gets... adjusted." I sigh, and look at the picture I made of a forest, with a deer shyly poking her head out from behind a tree. It was for Nina.
"You are so thoughtful Luke. I have an idea. Why don't you give that picture to another patient? There is a girl on the third floor who hasn't been getting many visitors in a long time. She needs some cheering." The nurse's voice changes into a kinder tone. I think for a second, and shake my head. The picture is for Nina, and only Nina.
"I'll go with you," the nurse suggests, tucking a strand of her curly blonde hair behind her head. I relent with a slight nodd, though as we walk, I remember that the third floor is for long-term patients. A jolt of sadness clenches in my chest as I think of all the girls and boys (children's hospital) who lie day after day in that lonely room, knowing that they might never leave.
______
I was thinking Luke could visit Jasmine. Please remember that he does not talk at all.
(July 23, 2015 - 3:31 pm)
Jasmine~
In, out. In, out.
The one thought consumes most of my mind. While it can get boring, it's the only thing that keeps me alive, keeps me breathing. I've done it since the doctors could make me understand what I'm saying, and now it's as easy as breathing is for most people.
In, out. In, out.
There's a light tap on the door. I sit up in my bed, smiling. The door opens, and a blond, curly-haired nurse enters.
Oh, come on. Another nurse? I wanted a visitor.
"Breathe!" shouts the doctor next to me. He's always there, making sure I breathe in case I forget. I take a deep breath and let it out.
"Jasmine?" I incline my head to let the nurse know I'm listening. "This is Luke. He's come to visit."
Oh! So it is a visitor.
"Breathe!"
In, out. In, out.
The boy comes in, slightly slowly. Behind his back is a rather large paper. His hair is light blond and his eyes a brilliant green. I smile at him. He does not smile back.
"This is Jasmine, Luke," the nurse says. "Jasmine."
Luke nods but does not speak.
In, out. In, out. There's silence for a while.
Then, reluctantly, as though he didn't really want to, Luke lies down the paper onto the foot of my bed.
In, out. In, out. I crawl over to it, my eyes widening. A gift! Tis is better than I even hoped.
I flip it over. It's a painting of a forest. There's a deer poking its head out from behind a tree.
"Thank you," I say. My voice is cracked from disuse. I take a deep, deep breath and let it out again. Whenever I speak, it goes through my head that I'll forget to breathe after speaking and then-
No. I'm not going to think about that.
In, out. In, out.
Luke nods, but still does not speak. After a few moments, the nurse says, "Well, that was very sweet. We better be going now- come on, Luke..."
They leave.
"It was nice having a visitor, wasn't it?" asks the doctor. I like the doctor. He understands me. "Would you like me to hang it up?"
I nod. He takes some tape from a drawer and tapes the painting to the wall. It's a nice change from the blank, white surface, stopped only by the big sign saying BREATHE!
Oh, right! I take a few, gasping breaths.
"That's it, honey. That's it."
(July 23, 2015 - 8:42 pm)
Name: Richard York. Calls himself Richard the Lionhearted (From medieval English history)
Age: 12
Personality: Bitter, snappish, not too friendly. Quite.
Appearance: Messy dark brown hair, grey eyes, scrawny.
Other: Takes a special medicine that gets him calm. He doesn't have any fear after he takes it.
Condition: Panophobia, the fear of everything, except for things that people are normally afraid of.
Name: Gloria Steel
Age: 16
Personality: Independent, doesn't want help from anyone. Kind of hates the world. Depressed and angry.
Appearance: Long golden blonde hair, sea green eyes, tall.
Condition: Her right arm and leg are badly damaged from a bear attack. She can't walk without a leg brace.
(July 23, 2015 - 6:05 pm)