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| 17 Apr 2016 12:34 AM |
First days, must be nice for once, eh? Being in the military for so long, so many tours and death, you've seen a lot haven't you? But then again, you're just some demolitions guy. How are you going to make it as a surgeon?
George Gordan Jr. Otherwise known as "Haggard, thirty-seven years old, been in the military for quite the long time already. Discharged for blowing up Paris, nice job you did there, alright. You leave the military and become a surgeon, somehow... Unfortunately, though, you became a surgeon at the worst hospital in the country, well, worst in medical procedures, anyway. Welcome to the Medical Institute of Betty Batty Town! You walk into the place, right away, you hear shrieks of pain, you also see red streaks on the wall, for some reason...
Doctor Batshat, as you can recall from earlier, randomly pops up in front of you, "Huh, I'd thought you'd be younger, oh well, that's for another time. Anyways, welcome to the Medical Institute of Betty Batty Town!"
(You're welcome.) |
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| 17 Apr 2016 07:56 AM |
(Thank you.) The man was disappointed to see that there wasn't anything on fire, or exploding. That would make for a perfect welcoming, in his opinion. But then again, who was he to judge? After all, he WAS a pyromaniac. He then looked at the walls and at the red streaks. Not unlike the barracks, where some clown always was bound to hurt himself in some stupid way. At least that makes up for having no fiery opening. After mulling this over, he then turned to the man and spoke. "Thanks, er, doctor, but where's the action? The fires, the explosions? This place seems a lil'..." He searched for words to describe it. "...Well, boring!" |
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| 18 Apr 2016 11:09 PM |
| "Yeah, yeah, just follow me," Batshat just says as he starts walking toward the door that's labeled with a sign that says, "Operation Room". |
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| 19 Apr 2016 04:26 PM |
At this 'enthusiastic' remark by his superior, Haggard frowned. What an awful way to welcome a guest! No fireworks, no enthusiasm, and worst of all, NO fires! This Batshat needed to read Welcoming 101, he decided before following. "Operation room? As in, like, battle operations?" The redneck asked, remembering the 'good days'. Sheesh, he missed lighting stuff up... |
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| 20 Apr 2016 12:12 AM |
| Suddenly, as you walk into the room, you hear screams. A guy with his giant gashes all around his body rushes past you on a gurney into the operation room. "Oh my God! Giant bears! Everywhere! Ahhh! Bears! No! No! Bears!" |
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| 20 Apr 2016 06:58 AM |
Bears? Haggard snorted at his screams. Bears are easy to take care of! All you need is a shotgun and a ton of twelve gauge shells to unload. Nothing more. "Has that guy heard of something called guns?" The redneck remarked at the man, still following Batshat. |
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| 22 Apr 2016 08:24 AM |
After few more seconds, you reach the operation room with Batshat.
"So, this guy will be you initiation test," Batshat explains, gesturing toward the crazy bear guy. You walk up toward the operating table with the man.
The man is covered with large, deep, bleeding gashes. Some of the gashes appear to have things that seem like bear claws.
Health of man: 100
The given tools on the stand are: -Baseball Bat -Tongs -Nail Gun -Gun -Bottle of Scotch -Wax Paper -Staple Gun
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| 22 Apr 2016 03:54 PM |
He decided that he would make this as short and painless as possible. Keyword: as possible. Hopefully he didn't do something too stupid... "Hey, you look like a friend of mine I accidentally shot at a party? What are the odds, huh?" He asked jokingly, trying to keep the victim's mind off his wounds. As he did so, he grabbed the tongs and began to try to remove the 'claws' out. |
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| 24 Apr 2016 01:10 AM |
(You don't need to bump it, I track my threads.)
Action succeeded, the bear claw was successfully removed, now all that remains are the giant gashes.
Health: 60
The given tools on the stand are: -Baseball Bat -Tongs -Nail Gun -Gun -Bottle of Scotch -Wax Paper -Staple Gun |
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| 24 Apr 2016 07:57 AM |
Haggard was tempted to steal the gun while he still had the chance, but decided that the gun wasn't really necessary. He had a shotgun at home... At least, he thought so. Or maybe it exploded along with that ammo dump in Paris? Who cares? "Now, this may or may not hurt, but don't scream and break my ear drums." He warned, before grabbing the scotch and pouring it onto the gashes. "Otherwise we'll BOTH have to be treated." |
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| 25 Apr 2016 09:52 PM |
The guy didn't scream, but he did wince, a lot. He seemed to be in great pain. Anyways, action success, you still need to cover up those wounds though.
Health: 30
Available Tools: -Baseball Bat -Tongs -Nail Gun -Gun -Bottle of Scotch -Wax Paper -Staple Gun |
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| 25 Apr 2016 09:56 PM |
Haggard was pleased to see that he actually had someone listening to HIM, instead of he redneck needing to take orders FROM a superior. Bur now wasn't the time to dwell on that. "Yer' almost there. Just a lil' while longer." He said to his patient, then grabbed the wax paper and placed it over his patient's wounds. He then would take the staple gun and attempt to staple the paper onto the wounds and seal the deal. |
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| 25 Apr 2016 10:12 PM |
SUCCESS
OPERATION COMPLETE
MEDICAL EXPERIENCE +4/50
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Batshat walked up to you and patted you hard on your shoulder and said, "Well, that seemed like some good work. Anyways, it's lunch time, so why don't you go and take a look around?"
Batshat pushes you out of the operating room and into a corridor full of paths.
The available section to explore are: -The Cafeteria -The Operating Rooms -The Lobby -The Normal Rooms -The Break Room -The Play Rooms |
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| 26 Apr 2016 06:42 AM |
'Lunch time? But I just ate breakfast! I ain't hungry!' The hulking redneck thought to himself. That ruled out the cafeteria, then. He's already been in an operating room, so what would be the point? The last few choices didn't really interest him... Except for the 'play' room. Sounds like the place where people would be shooting shotguns, hopefully. 'I better go while I still can!' Haggard thought, then began running to the Play Room, trucking over anyone who got in his way. "Outta my way! I gotta save me some shotties!" |
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| 27 Apr 2016 12:05 AM |
| You took the path which led to the play room. Once you arrived in the play room, there was only one person there, besides you. That person looked at you for a second, but then he looked back at the TV. On the TV was a TV show where a sentient steel wool travels the sky with his magical kitchen appliance friends. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 06:33 AM |
Haggard fumed in anger. How dare this hospital FALSE ADVERTISE! This is an outrage! "Where the heck are the shotguns?!?! The explosions?!?!" He complained out loud, and began looking around the room, trying to find something for him- anything! He even went so far as to lift the couch the other person was on single-handedly to look for the cursed weapons! |
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| 29 Apr 2016 08:09 PM |
| You lifted the couch and you found a bayonet, for some reason. The person that was on the couch jumped off before you completely flipped it over and punched you in the face. |
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| 29 Apr 2016 08:23 PM |
'Grr! A bayonet?!?! How stupid does the hospital think I am?!?!' The giant thought, before being punched. He didn't flinch one bit, and simply glared at the man before grabbing the scruff of his neck and lifting him up. "Where are the shotguns?!?!" He practically shouted at the TV lover. |
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| 29 Apr 2016 09:07 PM |
| You look at the bayonet again and you notice that it's actually a .50 caliber sniper rifle. The model of the rifle seems to be top-quality. The guy that you are grabbing then yells out at you, "We only have guns in the break room, you bass-tar-die!" |
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| 29 Apr 2016 09:16 PM |
Haggard's eyes seemed to glint at the sight of the .50 cal. It may not be a twelve gauge, but this would do for now, until he reached a gun range! "Well, whaddawehave here?" He asked as he dropped the man on the ground, then grabbed the rifle. Without thinking he aimed it at the TV and pulled the trigger. |
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| 30 Apr 2016 10:45 PM |
| The tv screen just exploded and a fire started. The tv-guy then just gave you a look, "Who the heck are you?" |
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| 30 Apr 2016 10:48 PM |
He smirked to himself at the results of the .50 cal, and tossed it in the air and caught it a couple of times as he looked to the TV-fool. "Apparently a bas-tar-die." He replied, mimicking exactly how TV man had pronounced it. "You got a problem, or do we have to settle this in a 'manly' way?" He asked, gesturing to his rifle. In other words- well, it probably is easy to see what he meant, no? |
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| 01 May 2016 12:12 AM |
(I put it like that because my filter broke somehow.)
The guy just gave you another weird look, "What is wrong with you? We're all going to die!" |
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| 01 May 2016 07:54 AM |
Haggard stared at TV man, then burst into laughter. "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!" He crowed, slapping the rifle against his thigh three times, then stopped to look at him, grinning. "Why do you take life so seriously? Nobody gets out alive anyways." He said matter-of-factly, looking at the TV. "Besides, that TV is a hunk of junk- probably only worth a hundred bucks, tops." |
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