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smash_logs2010-12-17 12:54 am
punchvolcanoes) wrote in smash_logs2010-12-17 12:54 am
Entry tags:
- !open log,
- bulba/venusaur (pokemon),
- erika (pokemon),
- euphrosyne/espeon (pokemon),
- general guy (mario),
- gideon/dusknoir (pokemon),
- green (pokemon),
- kerosene/charizard (pokemon),
- knuckles (sonic the hedgehog),
- lyra (pokemon),
- marie/squirtle (pokemon),
- max (advance wars),
- milimili/banette (pokemon),
- misty (pokemon),
- nephenee (fire emblem),
- nyx/gengar (pokemon),
- red (pokemon),
- sasha/charizard (pokemon),
- slippy toad (starfox),
- sonny moe/snorlax (pokemon),
- spinny/spinarak (pokemon),
- ulki (fire emblem),
- vinnie/venusaur (pokemon)
Hospitals and Visits, Oh My!
Who: Sick animals and you
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.
For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.
Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.
She could try to learn from this.
On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.
His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.
It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.
Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.
[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]
What: Hospital visits!
Where: FDC's Pokecenter
When: Anywhere between the 13th to the 21st!
Warnings: Guys being guys. Mons being mons.
For the next few days, everything was a blur for the both of them. Sasha felt sick to her stomach from everything, being unusually quiet apart from the small talks to the people online. But she was afraid no one would ever want to talk to her again after what happened. Guilty didn't even begin to scratch how she felt, especially after fights broke out in school that seemed to imply her attack was the catalyst. It felt terrible.
Most of her days, she spent watching the IV needles run down and drip, looking over at Vinnie but moving her head away before he could look at her and trying to replay the scenario and see what she could have done otherwise.
She could try to learn from this.
On the other hand, Vinnie had no regrets about his own actions. He was convinced that if he'd personally done anything different, pulled any punches, the results of that day would've been much, much worse. Inevitable as it was, it was the consequences that followed which weighed on him, as much as he tried not to show it.
His sister was tearing herself apart. His trainer was disgraced and his family worried sick. And he had disappointed anyone who might've been his friends. Somehow, he had to make it better. In comparison, his own grief felt irrelevant. Maybe even selfish.
It was probably why he was spending more and more time in his human form, even if it kept opening up his wounds. That way, he wouldn't have to be reminded of what he'd lost in Volgin's mutilation. Two leaves, amputated. It was enough to cripple him as a Venusaur.
Vinnie wanted out of this bed. To stop feeling nauseous and weak and get back into action as soon as possible. Maybe then he'd feel less helpless against everything.
[OOC- please post your date of the visit at the start of each log post 8Dc Also Char shows up after the 15th due to a gun shot to the tail. Green team is facing Red Team after that.]
Re: Thursday morning, 16th
"If I smell food right now I'm gonna be sick..."
Venusaur vomit was not good for anyone.
Re: Thursday morning, 16th
Wow, Max. You're really good at this visiting people in the hospital thing.
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At this rate she wouldn't be out of here for a while.
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Max's stomach growled again. "Alright well, maybe Sonny and me should get some breakfast so that way we don't make you sick and all and we can visit you after we're done eatin'."
So basically they will never be seen ever again.
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His stomach gave a loud, sad gurgle. It was clear that he hadn't been given all the oranges he wanted.
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"D-don't worry about us. We're in good hands. Go have something to eat."
And then they were never seen again.