Okay so I had an idea for a hospital anime, something that brings some light to the dark side of reality of things. And while working on my idea I realized that it would also be a good roleplay for those who are new to roleplaying, or for those who might want to get back into it but are not sure about the commitment of it. So basically my idea takes place in a hospital around those people who are terminally ill, waiting to die. And while some have lost hope and don't want to do anything, there will be others who want to live the rest of their short lives to the best of their abilities. So this means sneaking out of the hospital, or having friends sneak things in. Going on adventures and dragging others out of despair, enjoying what time you have left if you can. While this will be a semi literate rp, I won't expect too much out of you. There is no real solid plot, more an open situation that you can have fun with. Three paragraph minimum, but if everyone sticks to that, it usually isn't hard to achieve. For those who don't know how to set up posts and layouts, I will always be happy to help. You can have as few or many characters as you like, and they can be patients, friends, or nurses/doctors. Since everyone is terminally ill, if you decide that you can't keep up with it or you just don't like it, it is easy enough to kill off your character. If you want to come back later, well hospitals have new patients all the time, and nurses can switch wards or hospitals and come into things. I only ask you post once to twice a week. If you are interested let me know. I am going to do my best to make this rp easy for anyone of any experience of rping to join if they so want. If you have any questions feel free to ask.
While Keenan might not have liked the command, he understood it. He couldn't really expect anyone to hold off against Aaron for him to get there, if undead Aaron still had the same skill set as alive Aaron. If he asked the general to change his orders, he would be asking the general to send his men to their death. While they may or may not be already marching to their deaths, Keenan would not encourage anymore than necessary. "I understand sir. I would not ask you to hold back and put your men in more danger." The thought of someone that wasn't their own putting Aaron out of his misery was not a pleasant one, but he could understand it and it could be necessary. Keenan was not about to argue it, especially not when these men were his only hope to save Veera. "We are getting close I trust you and your men are ready. I hope they are, for all of our sakes." Keenan commented in such a way that he hoped it wouldn't sound like he doubted their ability, more just hoping for the best. As he slowed his horse, he checked his gear one more time, to make sure he himself was ready. He had a few Swallow potions and his swords were in top condition. He wore a good set of witcher armour, so in theory he should be more than ready. However there was a little doubt in his mind, because this was not a typical contract. This time one of his family members life was on the line. Did being a mage really make her that special? Weren't there a lot of mages in this castle? Why was her being one any different. Maybe it was because she was a child mage and Archon needed a heir? Annabelle had met quite a few adult mages in her life, but she didn't actually remember meeting another child with powers like she had. Perhaps she was special. But certainly that couldn't make her special enough to be a princess. Ether way her mental questioning was cut short by more lessons. "Of course I know where we are. We are in Redania of the Northern Kingdoms." Annabelle announced, proud to know at least something of what was asked of her. It seemed up to the point all she could do was disappoint whoever happened to be teaching her at the time Matilda looked up to see Sigmund and no one else thankfully. That didn't mean Seth and Tessa were not here, but she didn't have to deal with them right away at least. And given how surprised he seemed that she was alone, Matilda guessed that they had not returned yet at all. Maybe they wouldn't return at all. Though that mattered little to Matilda, right now all that mattered was getting her supplies and back to her brother. Once she patched up Talon they would have to leave the city and then none of this stuff would be her problem anymore. "I had a bit of a disagreement with them you see. We went our separate ways so I could find my brother while they did their own thing. And well when I did find him, he was injured. I just came here to get my medical supplies and Greg's toy so I can make sure my brothers are alright. I don't mean to intrude or anything." Matilda tried to explain the situation as loosely as possible, fearing more detail would lead to more questions, and more questions meant delaying getting back to her brother who had a wound that needed properly cleaned and bandaged.
Roxanne was left downstairs to sweep the building, throwing out anyone that remained within, while Corvo dealt with Yorick. Well at least that meant the anger was off of her for the time being, and she didn't have to worry about being shot the moment she turned her back. It was slightly comforting she supposed. With that, Roxanne let a false happiness sweep over her dragging her into a familiar numbness that hid her from all her emotions as she skipped down the hall ways. It seemed like the werewolves that had taken up residence within the institute had cleared out on their own by that point, leaving little for Roxanne to actually do. She dropped by the training room for a brief minute to practice a couple tumbles, something that tended to help that fake smile settle in better. However her eyes remained dead. Something about the last few days had cause Roxanne to loose her way to the giddiness the was what she came to accept as normal. It went from what her whole being believed she was, to what she could force herself to be. Still it was better then living in fear and depression. Returning to the main room, Roxanne fell quiet as she waited for the others to be ready to head out. Honestly she was ready to get out of there and start some sort of adventure that she could be excited about instead of thinking about all that happened here, and the possibility of Tatania returning for them. Slavko shrugged at Gord's look. "Well it is an acquaintance of the lovely Brianne after all. Those two would look like they would have a good conversation while she checked out her groceries. So why not choose someone like that. Poor girl didn't really have any friends I could use to manipulate her, so I was forced to settle. You know how it is." Slavko responded casually right before Gord paged for Hestia. This could be quite interesting after all. It was the only reason he bothered to actually return to Gord. He had the chance to walk away, but chose to stay because of some odd human emotion. He supposed it was curiosity that kept him there. He wanted... no needed to see how it all played out.
See what you want, Aelin, and seize it. Don't ask for it; don't wish for it. Take it.
Felicia awoke to a throbbing head, and well... everything really. Her side hurt especially as she slowly came to the surface of reality. Taking her time, Felicia slowly lifted herself into a sitting position despite the protest of the werewolf that had been hovering over her checking her wounds. That werewolf was one of her own, she recognized her. However the rest of the werewolves around were not her own. Instead they belonged to another pack and she believed that pack was Rhetts. However not all his werewolves were here, and nearly none of hers were. Getting to her feet, despite her bodies protest, Felicia looked around then with fire in her eyes started to demand answers. "I want to know what the hell is going on. Where the hell my pack is, and where Rhett is. I want answers and I want them now. I might not be in the best of shape, but I can still floor all of you if you try anything." Felicia threatened as she paced the floor of the abandoned warehouse, eyeing one of the bigger werewolves for answers. She was healing quickly enough, that she planned to go find Rhett as soon as she had her answers here, and get answers from him as well. That or track down her pack. Hopefully someone had an idea where they were and she prayed that after all she did to keep them safe, they were in deed safe. "So what is the plan now?" Slavko asked Gord in a bored tone as he leaned against a wall in this new female body, watching Gord's every move. He hated having to work for this guy, but would do it for the sake of getting at the nephilim a little more. After all they were fun to play with. He had waited long enough, now he actually wanted to do something. He wanted to actually do something and not just wait for the right time.
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