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3 mos ago
Current "I will not die today."
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1 yr ago
It's almost time to play the fun game: Is this Strep throat, covid, a cold, a thyroid disorder or that I'm just dehydrated af.
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5 yrs ago
Nursing School Rule #5: If you didn't document it, you didn't do it.
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5 yrs ago
Nursing School Rule #3: What happens at clinical placement, no matter how shitty it may have been (literally or figuratively), stays at clinical placement.
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5 yrs ago
I guess its been a while since I updated this status thing. I guess we could go with Nursing School Rule #1: The correct answer on a test is either potassium, airway or handwashing.
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Resident Photographer, Roleplayer, Nurse


A Bit About Me:
First off, to introduce myself. My name is Chris. Thank you for taking the time to stop by and read a little blurb about my life. I am a 25 year old guy living in the beautiful, arctic tundra known as Canada. My interests touch on too many things to completely list, but predominantly I am an avid photographer, a role-player (duh) and a gamer. While I started life here on the guild back in early 2018, I am no stranger to role-playing. I started out role-playing in various video games before I got serious and jumped head first into both forum role-play and 1x1s in Skype/Google Docs.

My main preferred settings for role-playing are, but not limited to: Slice of Life, Fantasy, Military, Sci-Fi, Dystopian, Apocalypse. I personally don't do fan-fictions, I only write for my OCs. Below, you'll find a link to my character stash for the Guild.

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My Current RPs:
  • Stay tuned, 1x1 in the works ;)

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I can get a post up in a bit
@Raddum That is a beautiful and original character, I've never been so impressed with a CS before.

Still working on mine, should be up soon.
@Flagg So what do you consider low fantasy then, out of curiousity?
@Jones Sparrow Here, but dying from school work.





Dominique’s ocean blue eyes opened slowly as the quiet alarm on her phone echoed through the room. She blindly reached over to the side table and felt around a bit before locating her device, turning off the alarm with the quick swipe of her finger. Laying her phone back down on the side table, she stretched out her arms and rolled her neck with a yawn. Once she was actually somewhat awake, the ginger haired girl sat up in her bed and moved her legs over the side. Time for the standard morning routine.

Looking out of her window, she saw the sun’s light just beginning to grace the sky. Dominique glanced down to her clock and inhaled deeply. It wasn’t out of the ordinary for her to be up at such an hour, but that didn’t mean she had to enjoy it. With a reluctant sort of motivation, the ginger paced out to the kitchen quietly in her plaid pajama bottoms and white tank top. Food was on the top of her to-do list, though it wouldn’t take much to get her going. The only thing she really needed was some toast and green tea.

Walking into the kitchen, the half-awake ginger nodded to the other students that were present before making her way to the pantry. Inside, she pulled out a loaf of brown bread and a jar of peanut butter before making her way back over to the counter. After placing not one, not two, but precisely three pieces of bread into the toaster she walked back to her room to retrieve her own personal green tea. There was only one brand she really enjoyed, and she’d made sure to pack enough for a least a little while at the school. Perhaps she’d get some more from her parents as a gift.

As she made her way back, she saw Sunny glancing at Shiro once again and couldn’t help but smirk. The ginger walked casually up behind her and whispered gently in her ear before walking back over to the stove with a sly grin on her face.

“It was destined to be, Sunny.”

Not ten minutes later, the ginger had finished her toast and was in the process of finishing off her mug of tea. Her morning almost always ran like clockwork. She was about to make her way back to her dorm but stopped a moment, turning to the group.

“If anyone wants to join me, I’m heading to the pool to do a few laps.”

The ginger haired girl returned to her dorm and closed the door, retrieving her black, one-piece swimsuit from her drawer. After putting it on, she pulled on a hoodie over her head and wrapped a towel around her waist for the walk over. Given that she lacked sandals, Dominique resorted to walking the entire distance bare-foot.

A mere thirty minutes after she’d woken up, Dominique stood at the edge of the pool in her swimsuit. Her hair had been tied back into a bun and was now hidden under a swim cap that matched the rest of her attire. Carefully sliding on her goggles, she tapped one of her wireless earbuds and started her music, before looking down at the second hand on her watch. She counted down in her head before diving into the pool. The water was rather frigid, but also refreshing at the same time and served to further wake her up. It was going to be a good first day.
@shamrocknroll There's several thing wrong with your post. For one, there is no cafeteria. For the most part, breakfast and dinner are in the kitchen.

Secondly, you can't say he overslept, because it's 530ish in the morning. If you want him to sleep late, please refrain from posting for a bit.

Thirdly, there's only 4 people up, you can't really be outpaced.

Fourthly, @SpicyMeatball has not responded to day she woke up yet.

Please make the necessary revisions to your post or simply delete it, please.


Yeah, that and she isn't gonna be hovering around the kitchen for more then five minutes at best.





After shoveling in her final bite of French Toast, Dominique set down her fork and gently pushed back her plate. Looking over to Chris, she smiled in his direction.

“The french toast was delicieux, Chris.”

Dominique looked to Randy as he spoke and stood from her seat, walking back over in his direction. She listened to his apology intently, if with some weariness, nodding in acknowledgement through the whole thing. When he finished and made his proposition, Dominique reached out with her hand in acceptance, waiting to shake his own hand. She looked to him with her ocean blue eyes and smiled gently.

“Alright, I guess we could start over. Ma nom est Dominique---pardon, my name is Dominique. It’s hard to get used to speaking English all of the time. I've never heard of this special education though, we'll probably find out tomorrow.”

She looked down, now realising her overreaction to the situation only moments ago, before looking back up to face Randy once again.

“I’m sorry for my reaction, it was a little much. Now, I’m gonna go get my things put away and I’ll be back in a bit, yeah?”

Dominique nodded to Randy and paced off down the hallway towards her dorm, her eyes glancing across each name on the door until her own came into view. With a twist of the handle, the ginger entered her room and closed the door gently behind her. She let out a sigh and looked around the room, taking in every detail of her new home. It was more spacious than she expected, if she was being completely honest. Part of her expected something of either a prison or a military base, but certainly not an above average dorm room. A smile spread across her face as she walked over to the desk, reading the note quickly before setting it aside and grabbing the large, black weapon case that had been delivered before her arrival.

Inside, her full armoury lay flat. First to come out of the case was her body armour. Consisting of a lightweight plate carrier with thin plates for both front and back, black rubber knuckled tactical gloves and the titanium plates for her arm guards.

After that, her weaponry was next. Her Beretta M9A1 lay on top, sitting inside of it’s hard plastic holster. Dominique carefully picked up the ensemble and laid it on the desk before moving to her melee weapons. Four pairs of blades lay in the bottom of the hardcase, Dominique’s favourite weapons. The first two, her primary fighting blades. The next two, her throwing knives. The third pair was an identical set to the last, and the fourth set, a beautiful set of Damascus steel tanto knives.

With everything now laid in the locked metal drawer underneath her bed, Dominique shut the lid and slid it back underneath the bed. Looking out of the single window and across the water, she watched the ever lowering sun with slight impatience. It was too long until she could start learning and training.
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