From sad to interesting to hip
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[The first thing Rich notices is that his hospital bed is feeling mighty uncomfy at the moment. No matter how he tries to shift himself around, it feels like he's sleeping on rocks. He really doesn't want to wake up so soon, but with a mumble, he opens his eyes, hoping that maybe one of his friends has popped in to visit.
When he opens his eyes, he doesn't see any of his friends. In fact, he doesn't see the room he's almost gotten used to. When he turns his head to the side, he notices what he mistook for his hospital bed is actually a hard stone chair, something like a throne that he's currently seated in.
Then he notices that he is seated, and looking down at his legs, the bandages are completely gone. He makes a confused noise as he lifts his arms. They're mobile again... covered in scars, but otherwise healed. He frowns and looks around the room.]
Um... Mr. Nurse Dude? Did the doctors take the casts off while I was out?
[He takes in the rest of the room: the tall stained glass windows, the looming pillars, the sprawling velvet carpet covering stone floor. He feels way tinier than he usually does.]
...Also am I high?
[There is regrettably no answer. Not when he calls for Jake or Michael or Jeremy, not when he even tries calling for Chloe or Brooke. He waits for a while, but, antsy as he was when he couldn't move his limbs, it isn't long before he hops off the throne and starts using his newly healed legs to start wandering.]
((This is a joint intro of sorts! Rich's bestest bro Jake Dillinger (
jakeyd) will have a tag under this post to respond to if you are so inclined.))
When he opens his eyes, he doesn't see any of his friends. In fact, he doesn't see the room he's almost gotten used to. When he turns his head to the side, he notices what he mistook for his hospital bed is actually a hard stone chair, something like a throne that he's currently seated in.
Then he notices that he is seated, and looking down at his legs, the bandages are completely gone. He makes a confused noise as he lifts his arms. They're mobile again... covered in scars, but otherwise healed. He frowns and looks around the room.]
Um... Mr. Nurse Dude? Did the doctors take the casts off while I was out?
[He takes in the rest of the room: the tall stained glass windows, the looming pillars, the sprawling velvet carpet covering stone floor. He feels way tinier than he usually does.]
...Also am I high?
[There is regrettably no answer. Not when he calls for Jake or Michael or Jeremy, not when he even tries calling for Chloe or Brooke. He waits for a while, but, antsy as he was when he couldn't move his limbs, it isn't long before he hops off the throne and starts using his newly healed legs to start wandering.]
((This is a joint intro of sorts! Rich's bestest bro Jake Dillinger (
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Date: 2017-10-18 02:14 am (UTC)Nope! No way, I don't need help figuring out where I am from a bootleg windows ten download that shits out emojis. You can take your badly programmed ass back to where ever it came from, I'm done with squips.
[No matter how confused or alone he is, he'd rather wing it than rely on these nano machines for even a second longer.]
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Date: 2017-10-18 07:28 pm (UTC)Have it your way, then, but you'll be a leg behind everybody else. It won't be my fault if you're not as informed as the rest.
[With a sound like the scattering of glass, he alights into a blue low-render polygon sprite, and disappears into rapidly-fading pixels.]
Jake Dillinger: yelling self burns confidently into the ether
Date: 2017-10-19 12:27 am (UTC)By the time he comes out of his slightly panicked thoughts, he realizes he's alone, and just yells into the empty space.]
DAMN RIGHT!!
[He'd rather be behind than accept that sort of help!]