Catharsis
Too Far Gone
woop! Working on my post now, I'll let you guys know ahead of time next time. There's been a protest at my school all day and whew! Takes the wind out of ya!
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Peacemaker .45
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Alright lads, I need to do some digging into my past posts in the old RP for some info on my character I forgot to see if I can introduce a character in Jennifer’s past.
I copied and pasted every post onto a word document. I’m that nerd.
I copied and pasted every post onto a word document. I’m that nerd.
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
Found this post from the original. Thought it was interesting. I forgot all about this. Anyway, if you’re interested, here’s part of it.
Three years ago...
"Honey, the pain killers will kick in soon. It'll all be over soon. The doctor's will fix you. I promise," said the mother, looking at her daughter, struggling to breathe, chest pain making her moan in the pain it gave her.
A sudden knock was heard on the door.
"It's Dr. Wenkowski," the voice said before a doctor in his late fifties came in.
"What's going on with my daughter," asked the woman before the man, the daughter's father, chimed in.
"Is she okay," he asked frantically.
Jennifer turned her head amidst the pain, and finally locked eyes with the Doctor, her voice fluttering with painful moans and attempts to catch air.
"Am I," she started before being interrupted with trying to catch a breath, "okay..?"
The doctor looked at them, and it became apparent that he brought with him was nothing easy to say.
"I'm afraid there's good and bad news," he started as he walked over to Jennifer. He checked her vitals quickly on the machine before he turned to both of them.
"Your daughter contracted a rare enterovirus. It's causing swelling of her heart, which will lead to myocarditis." He paused briefly, "in other words, her heart is failing."
The heart rate monitor in the room started to beep faster as Jennifer heard the news. She started to attempt to catch more air. Her parents started to cry.
"What can we do for her!? Will she die!?" They cried out in shock and emotional distraught.
"That's where the good news comes in. We have put your daughter in the top of the organ donor list. As soon as a donor heart becomes available, and you decide to go through with this, we can try a heart transplant. But, even then, it won't be an easy road from there on out. You'll need to be monitored carefully for awhile to make sure the donor heart isn't rejected. Furthermore, recovery won't be easy. And you'll have to be on medication the rest of your life. And, after 15 years, odds are that you'll need to get another donor heart, and repeat this process all over again."
The doctor walked over to her parents, he had a piece of paper in a clipboard.
"Talk this over. See what you want to do. But if you don't, she will d-"
"We're doing it," Jennifer struggled to say, cutting the doctor off.
"I'm afraid that you can't make the decision and sign yourself. You are only seventeen. You would need to be eighteen to do so. Consult with your parents, they write the signature that gives us the okay."
Jennifer turned her head towards them. She stared at them momentarily before she tried to speak again, through the pain in her chest and the difficulty breathing.
"Do it... Or I will.. Die."
Her parents looked at one another. The doctor studied both Jennifer and her parents. They consulted one another, before her father took the clipboard, found where his signature went, and wrote it as quick as he could before returning it to the doctor.
"We'll get her prepped for surgery soon. We just have to wait for the donor heart to come in, which is never a thing we can put an estimate on. It could be five minutes from now, or five days. You never know. We're bumping her to the top of the list. You'll hear from us as soon as we get the heart. You now rest," said the doctor as he took the clipboard and exited the room.
One day later...
Jennifer clutched her chest. She couldn't breathe. Her pain intensified. A nurse came running in, but she couldn't see. The doctor soon followed in.
"Her heart is failing! It's not much longer until it dies. We need her prepped for surgery now. Right now, damn it! And sedate her!"
The doctor yelled at the nurses. Once sedated, she was rushed to surgery prep, her parents waiting where they could. They had her attached to a machine while they waited for her new heart to come in. The hospital frantically tried contacting the place at which a donor heart was. They had one on the way.
Her parents say in the waiting room, waiting, hoping that their daughter would live. She was all they had left in their lives now. They carefully watched the clock, watching the hours tick by. Her doctor finally came out of the surgery room and approached them. Her parents hopped up, holding one another's hands, bracing for the worst, hoping for the best.
"This was not an easy surgery. There were some complications. But," he started before letting a smile come through, "she'll make it."
Jennifer's mother began to cry tears of joy, her father smiled at the relief. Their daughter was going to live.
It’s interesting going back through the old RP. Seeing stuff like this always makes me happy to see what I wrote for the character, however good or bad it is. Anyway, just thought maybe y’all would find this interesting.
Three years ago...
"Honey, the pain killers will kick in soon. It'll all be over soon. The doctor's will fix you. I promise," said the mother, looking at her daughter, struggling to breathe, chest pain making her moan in the pain it gave her.
A sudden knock was heard on the door.
"It's Dr. Wenkowski," the voice said before a doctor in his late fifties came in.
"What's going on with my daughter," asked the woman before the man, the daughter's father, chimed in.
"Is she okay," he asked frantically.
Jennifer turned her head amidst the pain, and finally locked eyes with the Doctor, her voice fluttering with painful moans and attempts to catch air.
"Am I," she started before being interrupted with trying to catch a breath, "okay..?"
The doctor looked at them, and it became apparent that he brought with him was nothing easy to say.
"I'm afraid there's good and bad news," he started as he walked over to Jennifer. He checked her vitals quickly on the machine before he turned to both of them.
"Your daughter contracted a rare enterovirus. It's causing swelling of her heart, which will lead to myocarditis." He paused briefly, "in other words, her heart is failing."
The heart rate monitor in the room started to beep faster as Jennifer heard the news. She started to attempt to catch more air. Her parents started to cry.
"What can we do for her!? Will she die!?" They cried out in shock and emotional distraught.
"That's where the good news comes in. We have put your daughter in the top of the organ donor list. As soon as a donor heart becomes available, and you decide to go through with this, we can try a heart transplant. But, even then, it won't be an easy road from there on out. You'll need to be monitored carefully for awhile to make sure the donor heart isn't rejected. Furthermore, recovery won't be easy. And you'll have to be on medication the rest of your life. And, after 15 years, odds are that you'll need to get another donor heart, and repeat this process all over again."
The doctor walked over to her parents, he had a piece of paper in a clipboard.
"Talk this over. See what you want to do. But if you don't, she will d-"
"We're doing it," Jennifer struggled to say, cutting the doctor off.
"I'm afraid that you can't make the decision and sign yourself. You are only seventeen. You would need to be eighteen to do so. Consult with your parents, they write the signature that gives us the okay."
Jennifer turned her head towards them. She stared at them momentarily before she tried to speak again, through the pain in her chest and the difficulty breathing.
"Do it... Or I will.. Die."
Her parents looked at one another. The doctor studied both Jennifer and her parents. They consulted one another, before her father took the clipboard, found where his signature went, and wrote it as quick as he could before returning it to the doctor.
"We'll get her prepped for surgery soon. We just have to wait for the donor heart to come in, which is never a thing we can put an estimate on. It could be five minutes from now, or five days. You never know. We're bumping her to the top of the list. You'll hear from us as soon as we get the heart. You now rest," said the doctor as he took the clipboard and exited the room.
One day later...
Jennifer clutched her chest. She couldn't breathe. Her pain intensified. A nurse came running in, but she couldn't see. The doctor soon followed in.
"Her heart is failing! It's not much longer until it dies. We need her prepped for surgery now. Right now, damn it! And sedate her!"
The doctor yelled at the nurses. Once sedated, she was rushed to surgery prep, her parents waiting where they could. They had her attached to a machine while they waited for her new heart to come in. The hospital frantically tried contacting the place at which a donor heart was. They had one on the way.
Her parents say in the waiting room, waiting, hoping that their daughter would live. She was all they had left in their lives now. They carefully watched the clock, watching the hours tick by. Her doctor finally came out of the surgery room and approached them. Her parents hopped up, holding one another's hands, bracing for the worst, hoping for the best.
"This was not an easy surgery. There were some complications. But," he started before letting a smile come through, "she'll make it."
Jennifer's mother began to cry tears of joy, her father smiled at the relief. Their daughter was going to live.
It’s interesting going back through the old RP. Seeing stuff like this always makes me happy to see what I wrote for the character, however good or bad it is. Anyway, just thought maybe y’all would find this interesting.
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
1289 pages...
>mfw I want to find one post in 1289 pages
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
That's really good, liking it
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
Jane taking the food while Milly's like "scary woman might have poisoned it, nononono. Nope, no thanks"
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
A protest? Oh boy
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
What was the protest about?
Peacemaker .45
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I FOUND IT IN THOSE 1289 PAGES WOOOO
Catharsis
Too Far Gone
So, there was a black boy and a white girl who decided to date at my school. For whatever reason, a group of baseball players, all white, started a group chat on Snapchat. On snapchat they began to talk about lynching this boy, along with any *insert n word here* lovers. There were also threats made on campus about it, I even got threatened for saying something about it. The principal of my school attempted to sweep it under the rug by giving the boys at hand a 10 page paper as punishment, when our handbook states it as a level 4 offense which results in expulsion. This happened two weeks ago. Well, one of the white students in question posted something about "Happy James Earl Ray day" (martin luther jr's killer) over the weekend and today we all decided to protest until these students were expelled, like the handbook says they will. I mean they may terrorist threats, so lol, why are they still there. The school continued to try to say they couldn't do anything and that no criminal charges could be placed because names weren't give, but another screenshot was leaked where they were listing names of people they planned to lynch, still, the school refuses to do anything. So we went outside protesting, I was able to get news to the school, and we went live and on buzzfeed. They keep saying they haven't had enough time to investigate, but it is very simple to expell someone, and also one of the people making threats was 18, and by law can be charged. They have had two weeks and haven't taken action yet, so tomorrow we are protesting again. You can look up my school, Haywood county high and you'll probably find the news statements!
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
Jesus, that's pretty fucked up. Hope they actually get whats coming to them. Don't understand that mindset whatsoever. -shakes head-
Catharsis
Too Far Gone
Right, I'm glad you think so. A lot of people have been saying "it's just an excuse to get out of class."
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
For real? Wow... No, it's really serious and well, it's basically a hate crime. They should treat it like it is.
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
That is fucked up. That’s really fucked up. I really hate the whole racism thing. I wish society could just move past stupid things like racism. It shouldn’t matter about skin color for fuck’s sake. I get so tired of people making race an issue. This bothers me a lot because this isn’t something that should happen. Yet it is. Live by the damn golden rule, people. There ought to be expulsion for these students. You pay the consequences of your actions.
Catharsis
Too Far Gone
What you said! We're not going to class until they're removed.
Thing is, these kids parents are all of high status in my town. Teachers, political leaders, and even a mortician!! It's said all their parents are even worse. Worse than threatening to lynch! Imagine that!
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
Amen. I've never understood racism. At least, not in this day and age. There's no place for it and it has no reason to be an issue in the first place. I mean... a man's a man regardless of colour. Why is that so hard to understand for people? I hope they do get expelled, you can't let them think they can get away with this shit. It's snapchat now but that can easily evolve. They gotta be punished.
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
Of course. High status, money, it gets you all out of stuff. My grandfather was in law enforcement his entire life almost. He eventually rose to the ranks of Chief of Police. He told me the politicians are the worst part of being a Chief. I can only imagine the politicians will buy or bribe the kids out of harm’s way. I can’t imagine how the lynchings are the worst thing. Geez. I hope they are expelled from the school. They have no place there if they broke school codes
Agreed. You have to pay consequences for your actions.
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
This is why I have no faith in humanity. I hate people who think they can just buy their way out of trouble. These kids fucked up big time and they gotta face the music, can't let them get away with it. If this was happening at my school, I'd be first in line to protest.
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
A bit off topic but is it my post or yours?
Peacemaker .45
Peacemaker .45
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
Mine. But I’ll get to that tomorrow though.A bit off topic but is it my post or yours?
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
Ok doke, no worries
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
Guess who wrote a long post! Me. I always write long posts. It’s just how I am! Gosh!
Also, I didn’t have much to write in between so I told the story of the old RP, essentially, so y’all can get a better picture of what happened, and maybe understand why Jennifer is the way she is now.
Also, I didn’t have much to write in between so I told the story of the old RP, essentially, so y’all can get a better picture of what happened, and maybe understand why Jennifer is the way she is now.
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
Also, I’m going to put out an NPC character sheet. It doesn’t need to be anywhere as detailed as the normal character sheet. I might do that now.
Peacemaker .45
Gigachad.jpg >“why yes I don’t proofread my posts”
NPC character sheets are up. We’ll just need to start working on groups. If y’all have any ideas for groups, let me know. We need to start adding groups into the RP.
Rumble Fish
The Paradise Hunter
Catharsis
so how do you want Jane and Milly to have met up?
