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by Talchyon » Fri Nov 16, 2018 12:12 pm
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Benuty » Sat Nov 17, 2018 11:35 pm
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by Talchyon » Mon Nov 19, 2018 11:49 am
The Verdantderm Lands wrote:Lupe
Lupe returned to the day room just in time to hear the voices of Dr. Vasquez and some other man who's voice, coming out of Todd's (the patient that seemed to be more vegetable than man) mouth, she didn't recognize talking about... Kevin?
Now Lupe was beginning to feel scared. Belinda wasn't making up Kevin! Lupe had forgotten Kevin and according to Belinda, he had been there with them only last week. What had the doctors done with him? What were they doing to her?!?!?
Lupe looked for a good opportunity to try and get close to Belinda, without attracting attention. She slyly double checked to see the positions of cameras in the room, so that when she softly spoke it would be hard for anyone else but Belinda to see her lips move....
"I'm sorry I didn't listen to you about Kevin" Lupe said in a hushed tone. "These doctors, these monsters, have stolen so much of my memories and I forgot him. We need to get out of here."
Lupe watched Belinda's face for her reaction and hoped Belinda would speak to her.
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Auphelia » Wed Nov 21, 2018 8:28 pm
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by Auphelia » Mon Nov 26, 2018 6:46 pm
Achidyemay wrote:"Cool." Sam beamed. They both looked over to where the orderlies were stacking the books. Suddenly, Robin noticed that Sam was taking up weight and space, actually sinking into the couch. Sam also looked like they were about to throw up. "Haven't done that in a while," they whispered to themselves. Standing now, Sam brushed at their newly real lab coat and then exited the room. Robin watched Sam go and then, after the door clicked closed, sort of sank a little into the couch, wondering what to do now and what exactly he had just sent his friend off to do.
Sam let their fingertips dapple along the wall as they walked. They weren't exactly certain where they were going at first, but the hallway was empty and polished and echoed noise. In specific, it echoed the sound of a door closing. And another opening, Sam quickly moved down the adjoining hall as the double doors in front of them opened. They tried to walk like they belonged and then sped up again as the voices passed behind, wondering which of the offices in this corridor had made the closing sound. Sam cast a critical eye over the doors then walked back down the hallway and flicked the hallway light off. There were problems with the technique, Sam knew this, but there were two doors in the hallway with lights shining through and one more with the dim blue glow of a computer screen.
"Gotchya," Sam whispered. With a click, the lights hummed back to life and with a few steps, Sam was knocking on the door, a quick shave-and-a-hair-cut.
PASSWORD:_________********_________
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by Talchyon » Tue Nov 27, 2018 11:44 am
Auphelia wrote:Eleanor
" . . . and now he's gone!" Linda cried hysterically, as her mouth was covered by her mysterious lover who was also the only ophthalmologist that accepted her insurance and the dictator of her home country.
"Linda, my love, you must not say such crazy things. I have an idea -"
The gentle richness of Don Rafael's baritone voice was suddenly replaced by a much shriller, if just as hushed, voice. It didn't match what the characters on the screen seemed to be saying, making the scene play out a lot differently than Eleanor thought it would. Come to think of it, why was Don Rafael suddenly speaking English?
" - And I've been noticing that people around here can do things. Unusual things," he said, as the ninja assassins dropped down from the ceiling, brandishing their swords and jumping around, kicking the air.
"Kevin could," Linda spoke hurriedly, blocking one of the swords from hitting Don Rafael with her own dagger. She stabbed the ninja in the eye and turned to face her next attacker as an army of turtle ninjas swung in on vines. This must be the cross over episode with Los Tortugas de la Corazon!
As the turtles flipped about, towering into their signature pyramid formation, she realised she couldn't hear the sound effects on the screen, or the noise of herself sucking on her caramel square. She looked over at Ms. Martinez, but the woman just spoke in that same shrill, almost crazed voice, saying "I can" without any context. Was something wrong? She sometimes had episodes like this, but not quite so intense. Should she tell one of the staff? No, she didn't need to bother them. She would tell them if it got worse.
"I think the Hispanic lady the other day could," the turtles shouted, apparently having changed their vicious battle cry. She hoped that didn't become canon. It didn't have the same punch as "For liberty!".
"And maybe everyone can. But I've also noticed something. The drugs that we're on? It's made my abilities weaker. I don't know why. But if we stop taking our meds, and don't eat the food, we might get our abilities back full power," Don Rafael said, lobbing exploding pinatas at the ninjas as he scooped up Linda and ran for his flying burrito submarine. The giant villa exploded behind them in a fiery ball as she kissed her passionately, running his fingers through her hair with one hand and piloting the flying submarine with his other.
"I've actually been not taking the drugs for about three days now. And it's working!" he murmured in her ear as the screen faded to black.
The voices continued speaking, and Eleanor whipped her head around to try and see where these voices were coming from. Maybe it wasn't a hallucination? Was someone being so jarringly loud that she couldn't hear her program?
"But not eating is important. They're crushing up the drug and putting it in what we eat. Haven't you ever noticed how the staff, the orderlies, the people who work here get meals out of a special tray carrier? They don't go through the line just like we do. So don't eat the food if you want to leave!"
There. It was the girl, Belinda talking to the other woman, Lupe, on the other side of the room. She had tried to talk to those women, back when they first joined her therapy group, but neither one of them had seemed to work well as friends, too crazy or sullen to be proper company. But now she would have to focus all of her confrontational skills, as limited as they were, to berate them for being far too loud. It seemed like they were whispering now, most likely having realised how loud they were, but she would let her irate attitude show. She would yell, scream, and kick if necessary.
She marched up to them, clasped her hands together, bowed her head, and murmured, "Would you mind being a bit quieter? I could hear you all the way across the room. Please do not shout in the common areas. Thank you."
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Auphelia » Sun Dec 02, 2018 4:10 pm
Talchyon wrote:Common Room
Belinda
Belinda looked at Eleanor, and was about to respond when the books and the shelf crashed. The noise startled her. But then she returned to Eleanor when the orderly was cleaning up. "Keep it down, ok? We're going to escape. And you need to come with us, too. We can do things. Amazing things. But the medicine is keeping it away. I'll show you what I mean."
And looking around, making sure her back was to the camera and the orderly's attention was elsewhere, took a small coaster from an end table and fished out a crushed pop can from the trash. Then, Belinda held both of them together, slightly, and the two things merged together. The pop can was now completely joined to the coaster, as if the two materials had met up and decided to merge - but didn't make it all the way. They were not two things anymore, but a conglomeration.
Belinda responded to Eleanor. "See? That's something I can do. Everyone here can do something. You can too, or you wouldn't be here. But we need to get out. They are keeping us here, for whatever reason we don't know, but the medicine is keeping us from using our abilities as we should. And why is it that we all have memory problems? I don't know, but we need to find out. Are you with us, or not?"
To: vasquez_01@auroragrovepi.org
From: 3747cent6poel36@9263.net
Subject: Urgent
The time table for the plan has been moved up. We need you to speed up the project. Researchers on our end recommend increasing doses. We appreciate your continued cooperation. This is to be done quickly, and as always, quietly.
To: 3747cent6poel36@9263.net
From: vasquez_01@auroragrovepi.org
Subject: Re: Urgent
Your researchers must be wrong then. Medication can deal with the obvious problems, but you can't speed up therapy. More medications will only delay their progress, or even reverse it. Real results mean addressing the latent issues hidden beneath the surface. I cannot condone or abide by this, and the plan won't succeed if you do this. I say no.
To: vasquez_01@auroragrovepi.org
From: 3747cent6poel36@9263.net
Subject: Re: Re: Urgent
I'm afraid we must insist. Use the new medication we sent you. It should do well. We wouldn't want what happened to your last colleague to happen to you as well, would we?
Comply or there will be consequences.
To: vasquez_01@auroragrovepi.org
From: 4737bent9doel36@gmail.com
Subject: Urgent
Our former account was unfortunately discovered by those who do not agree with what we are doing. We will no longer be able to contact you from that account. Do not read or respond to any further emails, as it is likely to be a trap to get into the Aurora Grove network.
The plan has been forced to change. Do not use the new medication any more. Some rather unfortunate complications have made themselves known, and we cannot afford any further setbacks. We are willing to allow you to do what you feel you need to make their therapy work.
Do not fail.
by Talchyon » Tue Dec 04, 2018 10:14 pm
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Zjaum » Wed Dec 05, 2018 2:18 pm
by Benuty » Wed Dec 05, 2018 8:22 pm
by Talchyon » Sat Dec 08, 2018 10:02 pm
Louisianan wrote:Talchyon has great comedic writing, that is true.
by Zjaum » Mon Dec 10, 2018 8:54 am
by Auphelia » Mon Dec 10, 2018 7:21 pm
Talchyon wrote:Time Skip
8:12 a.m.
Cafeteria
Rex Burke came to Belinda's room, and brought the sulking patient to get her breakfast. After going through the line and getting her tray, she sat down, muttering to herself. She wasn't going to eat any of it, just like she hadn't for days now. Convinced that there was a medicine ground up and put in the food, Belinda was going to be hard to change her mind. The rumbling in her stomach was getting harder to ignore, though. But she soldiered her way through the meal time by thinking of Kevin and what had happened to him. She was hoping Lupe and Eleanor - and anyone else they might have convinced - to join her. Today was the day! The one good thing about today was that she was going to do it. She was going to escape, but she needed as many with her as possible. They'd have to whisper their plans together at breakfast time, lest the psychiatric staff heard them. But no matter. A small smile spread over the deranged woman's face.
Sure enough, Lupe came over. The attractive woman was flirting with the orderlies as they passed by. But with her tray, she sat down beside Belinda and began pretending to eat. She knew. Belinda leaned over and said, "Tonight. Tonight I'm going to break out. And anyone who wants to come is fine, but we need to plan it."
Lupe merely nodded, her head low and her face impassive. "Sounds good to me. They've been keeping things from us. All I want is to find out what happened to us."
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