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Welcome to Lola's Hospital for the Magically Injured and Mentally Ill! Named after it;s founder, it is a place where people with magically induced injuries or disabilities stay. It is the year 2020, in early October. If you've been here a few years, your whole life, or just arrived is up to you. It's a place where people like you stay, to get better and eventually get released. Staff have constant background checks because of incidents a few years back that I will not describe. It is a week until the Festival of Lights^TM, where a few patients every year go missing. You've just woken up. In around half an hour, the bell will ring for breakfast, and another day of your life will begin here.


Ping List: Pipps, Dragongem23, Fluffyfoxley462, Baseunclesam, Hawkeye, BrokenButStillFlying, Lalalanmao

Rules: No harming doctors, staff, or other patients on purpose. Will result in review of progress. You may be mean to the character, but not the person that plays them. Anyone faking a disability will be disciplined SEVERELY. Staff caught doing inappropriate actions or harming patients will be fired immediately.


Time: 7:45 AM, October 14th.


Let the role playing begin!

Savanna

Savanna woke up in a cold sweat. She touched her cheek and felt something cold.... blood. A newly dead had clawed her in her sleep. That explained the dream. She got a cold wet rag and dabbed her cheek. She changed her mask as well. She felt the gas in her lungs and sighed. "Another day, another pain..." she whispered as she peered through the door.

Yeah!

Ricky

After waking up to her alarm, she got ready for the day.She was way happier than her usual behavior.A nurse came in and saw the happy wolf human.'Seeing you smile is one of the best parts of my day.You will now have to wear these.' She had a microchip in one hand and a patch in the other.'Your magic is still unstable yet we can only reduce both the severity and chances by it.The microchip will detect magic activity going on inside of you.If it reaches its peak it will alert me to help you.' she said.Ricky even though silent agreed to let her doctor put them on her.The nurse put the patch around her arm, tiny needles sticking in it.The microchip was easy to apply, putting it on her tail.'Now you're ready to go.' she said, walking out the door.Hearing the microchip beep, she walked out the door.

Satane

Satane was already awake, watching the outside.Birds chirped and the sunlight warmed her head.''Well, it's a serene scene out here.Maybe I can go out there. she thought.A male doctor came in with a stern face.'Satane, why didn't you tell me that you were having a magic outburst?' he asked.'I forgot I'm sorry.You know I faint as soon as I have one.' she said, covering her face with her tail.'I'll let this one slide but I'm giving you a bigger punishment when it happens again.' he said, walking out the door.Satane whined, now having a new goal in mind.If I just keep myself calm, I will not have another outburst.Just stay calm. she thought, walking out the door.

Savanna

Savy Saw Satane in the hall and thought she was another ghost. she walked to her and poked her.

Dexion-Room B12, Second Floor- Doctor: Dr. Pavus

Again the bright flash of green light woke him, the pain spreading from his palm to his wrist and arm. Ritz was sitting on his chest whimpering as she slowly licked his cheek and chin. That was her job to wake him if his powers acted up in the night or if he was to have on of his 'fits' again. Wincing the silver haired elf carefully sit up, holding his wrist tightly as it stung from the mark on his palm. With time the pain passed, the green light slowly fading until it was completely gone with no trace of the injury. Same as always.... Sighing the elven man tossed the covers off himself before swinging his legs over the edge of the bed and standing. Slowly he rolled his shoulders to ease the pain and stiffness away. Yawning a bit he made his way to the bathroom where he took a long hot shower. The silver lines to the tree traced over his back as well as his forehead in a constant reminder of the life he had once lived. It was something he would never forget.

The blue jeans were pulled on first, followed by the long sleeved teal shirt. Last was the simple black pull over jacket along with the single gold loop earring that he wore in his right ear. Another sigh accompanied him as he looked over himself in the mirror. the tops of the bright blue socks stuck up some from the top of his combat boots. At this he smirked yet left it be as he made his way out into the hall tying his hair back in a ponytail as he did. Another day in this place, another long day left hoping that one day he would be cured and able to finally leave.

Dorian- Second Floor- Doctor

It seemed he had already been up for hours. Had he even had time to sleep? He honestly couldn't recall. Yawning a bit the man, dressed in a pair of red and black scrubs as well as a white lab coat, made his way down the hall as he checked in on his current patients. Those of them well enough for it were being granted permission to attend the festival later that evening. It just so happened that he was going to be their chaperone, well that he had the night off so he decided to take it to do this instead of staying in his room. If it gave him an excuse to get out of here he was going to take it. As he walked past the nurse's station he could almost feel their eyes drift towards him and follow as he pasted. These woman...they were going to be the death of him! Always wanting to go out on dates and crap! It was so annoying! Though the thought was pushed from his mind as he made his way down the hall, just barely dodging out of the way as room B12's door opened. The silver haired elf jumped back in surprise as he nearly ran over the doctor who was coming to check up on him.
"Good morning Mr. Silverleaf." Dorian smiled kindly as he stopped his advance. "Sleep well?" The elf seemed to blush a bit in being asked, or maybe it was being called Mr. This was one of the newer patients to this floor, very little was known about him other than he had no living family and had once been a victim of human trafficking.
"Hardly, I'm still having a bit of trouble getting used to all the new surroundings." The elven man said scratching the back of his head some. "And the mark keeps acting up at night..."
"I see, so the new medication isn't helping still?"
"No sir."
"Then we will try another. And please just call me Dorian." The man smiled again. "Were you on your way to breakfast?"
"Yes si-Dorian." the elf said shyly.
"Then we can walk together, all three of us." The doctor said pointing to the fox who was intent on following her master. "Shall we?" The blush on the elf's cheeks grew a bit as he nodded slowly. He sure did seem shy. they talked very little as they made their way to the cafeteria where a few of the other nurses had already started eating. "Mind if I sit with you? It's all I can take having them drool over me during the day, I would rather not have that happening while I'm trying to eat as well."
"S-sure...I don't mind." The elf answered bashfully as he filled a tray up with various fruit and bagels. Dorian already had a plate waiting on him. It was the usual, oatmeal with strawberries and blueberries with a side of fresh brewed black Colombian roast coffee with one teaspoon of sugar added. The two sat together at one of the longer tables in a rather awkward silence.

Doc-Third Floor- Doctor

As the sun began to rise he laid back in his chair, surrounded by the darkness of his room. Here at the hospital he worked the night shift, watched over the patients during the night. The sun light made him sick, thus he retreated to his room as the sun came up. Yawning some he stood before sitting on the edge of the bed before carefully laying down for the day.

Ricky

She walked out the room, walking her way outside to the track.She was warming up her wings, laying down in the grass.She saw a dead bird on the ground and analyzed how it died.It clearly had scratches on its neck, long ones.'Died as prey for a peregrine eagle.Sad.' she thought.A soft breeze came through, making her stand on her two feet and feel the breeze go through her fur.

Satane

Satane didn't feel the poke and walked outside as well, wanting to keep herself calm to keep her demanding doctor from yelling at her.She saw Ricky feeling the breeze, approaching.She had her nose next to her tail, sniffing at it.Ricky looked back, startled by Satane.Satane stared into her yellow eyes, standing on her two feet as well.They bth stayed dead silent and observed each other.

(So the doctor likes his patient?) Eric had made his way downstairs, still in his pajamas. This look got glances from the other patients, as his hair was screwed up and he was also barefoot. He sat down with some unseasoned porridge, some orange juice, and some toast. He ate it while silently reading on unicorns. To bad he couldn't tame one, but maybe if he wore a dress and make-up, he's look like a fair maiden. He then suddenly remembered Satane's doctor, and set the book down. He took a seat by DR. Pavus and whispered, "By the way, Satane's doctor is abusing her, just tellin ya." He then went back to his food, ignoring the people he had just spoke to.

Savy

Savy saw that she did not respond, "yep, a ghost" She walked to breakfast with purple under eyes. She decided she wanted a friut and grabbed an apple. She sat at a secluded table and swatted the space by her ears. She wanted so baly to be rid of the ghosts.

Astrana stretched rubbing her eyes. She shuddered, her eyes still stung from the reliving the experience which caused her blindness. Best not think about it. She shook her head. She got out of bed slowly still shaking from the memory. When she reached her door, she opened it quietly and slipped outside. She stood outside waiting for the tingle of another being present. Feeling nothing, she placed her hand on the wall and walked down the hall. As she walked, her form flickered in and out not following any particular pattern.