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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-10)
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 Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2016 3:06 pm
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After a while of simply living in society as a hemoanonymous troll and cementing her personality for others to see, it was time to put her actual plan in motion. Vre-- No, Bellen, was ready for the next step.
Civisect Rehab Center Civisect Rehabilitation and Counselling Center Name: Bellen Arecae Caste: Hemoanonymous Reason for Participation: I want to guide trolls on the right path and learn from the best mental health doctors in Alternia! I accept responsibility as a participant of the Civiesect Rehabilitation and Counseling Center’s Voluntary Cognitive Restructuring Program and that my potentially limited capacity for recovery is not a reflection on the Alternian Military or its associates. Signature: Bellen A.
She was ready.
Quote: Passing through the halls, you feel as though you’ve been going in circles for sweeps… You stop to appreciate some of the artwork on the walls. There are a lot of burning houses and masked trolls depicted…
As she walked down the halls to join the other trolls in the main room, the anonymous troll managed to take a wrong turn somewhere, ending up face to face with a painting depicting them. Them meaning the rebels... them meaning her. She didn't have her mask anymore, at least, not anywhere near her, having kept it somewhere in her old hive back in Chittentown... Somewhere she couldn't visit anymore. It was such a vivid painting, her face contorted in horror before looking away from it. She couldn't loose her nerve, not now, not after all she'd sacrificed for this. She muttered a few words under her breath, filled with disgust. "How terrible of them..."
She could do this.
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon Apr 25, 2016 2:51 pm
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2016 4:05 pm
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Apr 28, 2016 4:12 pm
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zeflamigo rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat May 07, 2016 8:52 pm
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Civisect Rehab Center Civisect Rehabilitation and Counselling Center Name: Odette Cygnet Caste: Redblood Reason for Participation: Confession of past crimes with the rebellion due to severe mental trauma. I accept responsibility as a participant of the Civiesect Rehabilitation and Counseling Center’s Voluntary Cognitive Restructuring Program and that my potentially limited capacity for recovery is not a reflection on the Alternian Military or its associates. Signature: Odette Cygnet
Her nervousness was genuine. There was no point in trying to hide the fear this facility gave her, with its white walls and unknown contents. She had never been one to partake in medicine, particularly any of the mental variety. So the contents of the rehabilitation facility were completely unknown to her, and quite frankly it felt like the last place she should belong in. But she already dug her heels in deep, and she was going to go through with her decision. This was the final hurdle before achieving the childhood dreams she never thought could be realized. She wouldn't back out now.
Odette handed in her forms, complete with one document indicating her sponsor, the one and only Aandes LaMode, carefully organized with the edge sticking out so the receptionist would notice. She did everything as Aandes instructed, even going so far to style herself and apply makeup accordingly. Not too over the top, at least not yet. Polite as ever, she even offered the receptionist her thanks before ushered away into the depths of the facility.
Though this was no torture chamber, like the one at Busthind, Odette still felt the panic rising in her chest as she was escorted through the building. Soon enough, she found herself placed at a desk and instructed to draw, of all things. Taken aback by the simple demand, she almost fell into the ploy of drawing out a location she might frequent with Vremea or the other rebel girls.
As much as Aandes regarded her as a "triple threat", drawing was not one of her skills. So she decided on something simple, the ocean at Civisect. Her memories with Aerona there were fond ones, painting a clear picture in her mind, the vivid colors of the moons and the waves dancing in her head. Her drawings were not nearly as vivid as her mind imagined, but it was beautiful to her all the same.
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Sypon rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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zeflamigo rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2016 9:47 pm
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Odette recognized that voice in an instant. "Ganyma?" Odette said, shocked but immeasurably happy to see a friendly, familiar face. Immediately, she ran up to him, her expression full of relief. "Ganyma... I... I'm so glad you're here," She admitted, wholeheartedly genuine.
"It's good to know I'm not alone, in such a huge decision," She said, wanting to hug the large troll. Although, she was considerably taller than him now, which would make the hugging situation entirely different anyways.
((patient count 2))
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 12:32 pm
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Quote: You just so happen to read the charts of a patient as you pass by a vacated counter. Who knew “Penchant for garish, mismatched socks” was a symptom of rebellious thought patterns?
Bellen completely agreed with the charts she'd read. Any troll with such a terrible fashion sense definitely deserved even just a little time in the psychological department, it seemed.
From afar, the adult recognized two very familiar trolls-- Two adults: one large tealblood, another tall redblood. Wait-- Ganyma... Odette?!?! She'd known of one, but the other... Oh wait, that was right! He'd been there, helping her and the others get through the treacherous swamp. That was probably why he was there, tonight. She kept quiet, however, simply watching from afar.
If anyone asked, she could simply say she was surprised to see such a beautiful redblooded upcoming star in the area.
Visitor point count: 18 + 5= 23 |
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ImaginationsParadise rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 2:51 pm
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Polair was a bit nervous. Never had she ever been so worried for her own life. Of course one would think she just went to the Rehab Center to help out those who have wronged or simply have some mental issues that are in need to be treated, but she wasn't there for those reasons. She wanted to know more to the other side of the conflict and thought that maybe she could find some kind of answers here. The child quickly filled out the visitors slip, not even wanting to see what she had written on the form. She was lying, she was there for the knowledge, Polair didn't cared if she helped or not. Psychology wasn't her favorite subject as it never piqued her interests.
Civisect Rehab Center Civisect Rehabilitation and Counselling Center Name: Polair Rision Caste: Purple Reason for Participation: I want to help those who've lost their moral ways. I accept responsibility as a participant of the Civiesect Rehabilitation and Counseling Center’s Voluntary Cognitive Restructuring Program and that my potentially limited capacity for recovery is not a reflection on the Alternian Military or its associates. Signature: Polair Ris.
Her hands were a little clammy as she was escorted inside....
Quote: An orderly tells you to move out of the way in a very brusque manner, and shortly after someone carts a troll through who has been strapped down into a four-wheeled device. They don’t appear to be a threat, but they’re certainly treating them like one!
Of course she had been distracted by the trolls inside, even provoking someone to speak rudely at her since she was sort of in the way. Polair did a short reverence and apologized, yet felt a bit... distraught by the words spoken by the older troll. The child sighed and took notice of another troll, one who had been strapped down on a four-wheeled device. "Unbelievable..." She muttered and thought that maybe, she wasn't ready for this after all... Seeing reality as it truly is was never a pleasant sight.
[Visitor Count: 4!]
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ImaginationsParadise rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 7:56 am
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-10)
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2016 9:59 am
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Quote: Out in the courtyard, you watch some of the patients play a game called “Four Quadrants” with a rubber ball. It’s getting pretty intense!
Vremea hadn't expected to be approached by someone while she was calmly watching a clearly healthy game of Four Quadrants-- At least, not a child. Not a purpleblood.
Not a seadweller.
So it was a little hard to conceal her look of startled surprise when she heard the voice of the younger troll, turning around slightly and looking down-- Fins. Her body locked for a second, throat compressing, blood pusher pounding in her chest from anxiety as countless "what if's" exploded in her mind. A small burning emotion coursed in her-- A seadweller, the highest of the high, someone who could end her with the swipe of a hand. A surprisingly smooth movement had her hand slide up to play with the ends of her hair, and Vremea snapped out of her daze, remembering she was Bellen, Bellen, Bellen. She breathed, voice sliding to her smooth and sweet voice with a light drag. "Oh, darling..." She voiced, bending a little down and offering her a friendly smile. "You startled me some." Bellen swallowed a little, then looked around at the area and offered her a small smile, forced but unnocticed by the other. She rubbed the side of her neck slightly before pointing at the area around her with a hand."We're already in the block to help trolls...! This one is simply for recreational health, however. Would you like me to bring you there? I'm heading there soon, myself." Vremea oped to help her. She seemed earnest, and when she mentioned how she wanted to help, Bellen couldn't help being curious in what she meant. First, she'd wait for a yay or a nay.
Visitor point count: 23 + 8= 31
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ImaginationsParadise rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 4:46 pm
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 7 (1-10)
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 5:03 pm
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Quote: Walking past the domicile blocks, you run into an orderly changing the sheets. When peering into the block you note the simple utilitarian design and soothing ocean landscape on this particular block’s wall. Comforting.
Bellen watched the seadweller, stuck in a state of pleasant shock--The orderly told her to move, and she didn't tell them off. A seadweller, not taking advantage of their position? Her inner Vremea felt her silent grudge lessen toward highbloods, but she'd definitely still be wary. Bellen's hand was grabbed, and she allowed her, adjusting her grip and feeling a little appreciation to the seadweller. She would need to keep an eye on her... "It is! It's for physical recreation. As in... exercise. Very handsy!" Bellen joked, hand hovering over her mouth and chuckling at her own joke. "I do not think it is too far, however we should try to avoid getting in the way of the staff. They seem a little rushed, these days." Maybe there were more trolls feeling oppressed? Or simply trolls that needed help, maybe. Vremea peered into a room nearby, curiously, only to see a staff member changing the bedsheets and the comforting paintings on the walls. This place sure did well in wanting to comfort their patients...
Visitor point count: 31 + 7= 38
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quite uneventful rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 4:36 pm
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ImaginationsParadise rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2016 6:55 pm
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