Insanity Clinic: Season Two

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

5 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

You'd be able to come back, right?

I'm... not actually sure this time. But I'll try. Maybe I'll even avoid dying again.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

I'm... not actually sure this time. But I'll try. Maybe I'll even avoid dying again.

The pressure on his hand tightened.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

The pressure on his hand tightened.

Hey, don't worry. Elan'll make it out. 

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

Hey, don't worry. Elan'll make it out. 

He'd better, she sent jokingly.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

7 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

He'd better, she sent jokingly.

Elan chuckled. I'll tell him. 

[Through the Living Hope]

1 hour ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Elan chuckled. I'll tell him. 

Seriously though... please.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

5 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Seriously though... please.

I promise. Elan says more seriously

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

I promise. Elan says more seriously

And... don't worry about Pic. We can figure it out. All three of us this time.

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

And... don't worry about Pic. We can figure it out. All three of us this time.

Deal.

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Deal.

She squeezed again, then released his hand.

Aventine turned onto her side and sighed a little. She held the puppy to her chest and started to sleep.

@Cash67

[Cash67]

59 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She squeezed again, then released his hand.

Aventine turned onto her side and sighed a little. She held the puppy to her chest and started to sleep.

@Cash67

Pic’s humming shifted from Aventine’s waltz to a softer lullaby. Pic sat in Aventine’s room for a long while, simply humming the tune. 
 

After he was sure Aventine was out, he slipped to the cafeteria and got some soup. He took a decent amount back to Aventine’s room and adjusted his humming to a soft, intense, fiery beat. His staves wrapped around the soup and gave off heat. 

[Through the Living Hope]

17 hours ago, Cash67 said:

Pic’s humming shifted from Aventine’s waltz to a softer lullaby. Pic sat in Aventine’s room for a long while, simply humming the tune. 
 

After he was sure Aventine was out, he slipped to the cafeteria and got some soup. He took a decent amount back to Aventine’s room and adjusted his humming to a soft, intense, fiery beat. His staves wrapped around the soup and gave off heat. 

She was there again. Somehow, they had gotten her back a third time.

No, no, no... How could this happen? What were they going to do to her now?

They didn't need to split her mind open again. Those video files, as well as the original file, remained perfectly intact. They'd just had to find her.

She was in that room, Lukas, Alston, and her father saying those things again. Again, she curled in the corner. Again, she cried, both from their words and the wounds covering her body.

Then they were silent. They'd just disappeared. Her back to where they'd been, a girl with red hair stood with a knife. Aventine had never seen her before, but the presence was familiar.

The girl turned. She had green eyes and looked a little younger than Aventine. There was something slightly off about her nose, and had a scar on her right cheek. She sheathed her knife and knelt in front of Aventine.

"You find her?" That voice was familiar, too.

"Yes," the girl said. "In here."

Akarui entered. "Oh my gosh!" She ran over and hugged Aventine, who yelped. "Oh! Right! Sorry!" She took Aventine's hand, and the pain around her body began to subside. The room around them turned into Aventine's bedroom. All the alters waited for them there.

Aventine looked around. "Have you..."

"Tethered you back?" Eliane asked. "Yeah. You're safe now. We came back as quick as we could."

Aventine wiped a tear from her cheek. The alters surrounded her in a hug.

~~~

Aventine slept fitfully for a while, then peacefully.

[The Aspiring Archivist any pronouns]

On 8/27/2024 at 12:06 PM, The Aspiring Archivist said:

@InfiniteInsanity

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I guess let me know if you're available to RP at any point

@InfiniteInsanity

[Just_a_Fan he/him]

Mead Bush crawls up onto a couch in the hospital wing waiting room, right in-front of the front desk.

"if I'm spending forever waiting for a medic, I might as well do so with as much comfort as one can." he thinks,

he then removes a rib-bone sticking out of his 3rd lung.

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dragons are very good at surviving normally fatal wounds, such as getting cut open like a frog in bio class.

however, they have ludicrously sensitive stomachs, and evolved to be so deadly because of that; if a bit too much oregano or lemon in a dish causes your kind to spend the rest of the day dry heaving, imagine what happens when the meal is still alive. y'know what? don't, the results are far from pretty.

 

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 9/16/2024 at 11:48 PM, Ancient Elantrian said:

"An iron. They pour batter into it and cook it."

“Huh. I’d imagine you have lots of other interesting foods, too.” 
 

After finishing his meal, Veer hovers himself down to the floor, letting Gemini down as well. “I’m going to go to the med wing to find a magic councilor.” 

[Just_a_Fan he/him]

3 minutes ago, Dragonheir said:

After finishing his meal, Veer hovers himself down to the floor, letting Gemini down as well. “I’m going to go to the med wing to find a magic councilor.” 

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dragons are good with magic. although Bush is currently focused on not being described by humans as a walking corpse, I think he'd like to have a student. 

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

16 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“Huh. I’d imagine you have lots of other interesting foods, too.” 
 

After finishing his meal, Veer hovers himself down to the floor, letting Gemini down as well. “I’m going to go to the med wing to find a magic councilor.” 

“Yep. Mind if I come with?”

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

2 hours ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“Yep. Mind if I come with?”

“That’d be fine with me.” Veer walks towards the infirmary, looking straight ahead purposefully. 
He reaches it, and walks inside. 

@Just_a_Fan @InfiniteInsanity 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

“That’d be fine with me.” Veer walks towards the infirmary, looking straight ahead purposefully. 
He reaches it, and walks inside. 

@Just_a_Fan @InfiniteInsanity 

Gemini follows him closely, absentmindedly swinging his hand like he’s hitting a pickleball.

[Just_a_Fan he/him]

Mead Bush is still on the couch, limp and bored.

To humans, it appears that he's grievously injured, given that he's visibly split open, with his insides sticking out.

to a dragon, his state is more equivalent to breaking a leg. painful and will take some time to recover? yes. fatal? no.

"uh, hey there! could- *winces in pain* -i-i get some help here???"

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while mead was bleeding out I found a cool character from an in-progress paw patrol fanfic I finished reading, the author's busy getting his life back together or something, so I'm stealing a character to play as while Bush recovers from... this.

the character's name in the source is Deadtails, but I'm gonna rename him her to... Heartache.

also, while in source he's a cyborg Fox, in this (s)he's a genuine kitsune in a mech suit. 

also also, due to Zuma's Courage being unfinished and the fic's author being on hiatus, I get to make up silly adventures and plot twists that most likely won't happen in the fic, such as having her pull a heel-face turn, or parry-reflecting a missile shot at him by Skye. as you can tell, I am thinking about swapping the character's gender too.

 

Edited September 21, 2024 by Just_a_Fan

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

1 hour ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Gemini follows him closely, absentmindedly swinging his hand like he’s hitting a pickleball.

Veer, focusing on walking as it seems to prevent telekinesis, doesn’t notice. 

40 minutes ago, Just_a_Fan said:

Mead Bush is still on the couch, limp and bored.

To humans, it appears that he's grievously injured, given that he's visibly split open, with his insides sticking out.

to a dragon, his state is more equivalent to breaking a leg. painful and will take some time to recover? yes. fatal? no.

Veer walks in through the door, then stops in awe. “A dragon? How? That’s not spellsteel.” He tries to telekineticly put Mead Bush’s organs right side out, pulling bandages and such off the shelves. He has essentially no idea what he’s doing, though. 

[Just_a_Fan he/him]

"I get that you're trying to keep me from bleeding out, but don't you think you should at least try to clean the wound first?" Bush protested. @Dragonheir

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

1 hour ago, Dragonheir said:

Veer, focusing on walking as it seems to prevent telekinesis, doesn’t notice. 

Veer walks in through the door, then stops in awe. “A dragon? How? That’s not spellsteel.” He tries to telekineticly put Mead Bush’s organs right side out, pulling bandages and such off the shelves. He has essentially no idea what he’s doing, though. 

 

1 hour ago, Just_a_Fan said:

"I get that you're trying to keep me from bleeding out, but don't you think you should at least try to clean the wound first?" Bush protested. @Dragonheir

Gemini goes to barf his guts up. Not in the dragon-in-the-infirmary way. In the oh-my-gosh-a-thing-is-ripped-apart-in-the-infirmary-gross way.

[Through the Living Heir he/him]

On 9/21/2024 at 3:47 PM, Just_a_Fan said:

"I get that you're trying to keep me from bleeding out, but don't you think you should at least try to clean the wound first?" Bush protested. @Dragonheir

“O mighty dragon, forgive my errors. I was distracted by your … er … dragon-ness and state of injury. Bestow upon me a gift to help you recover from your current state.” 

[Just_a_Fan he/him]

4 hours ago, Dragonheir said:

“O mighty dragon, forgive my errors. I was distracted by your … er … dragon-ness and state of injury. Bestow upon me a gift to help you recover from your current state.” 

"while I thank you for the help, you can cut the worship-y talk, I'm no deity."