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Bleed them dry

A cult group from the mainlands have heard about the old hospital on Happy Harbor island, and they’ve come to the island to sacrifice the people currently there to reenact the things that have happened there before.

It’s just a few bodies. What’s the harm?

PATIENTS GOAL:

Run.

Stay out of harms way until authorities arrive.

Don’t die.

STAFF GOAL:

Protect the patients.

Kill off the intruders.

Don’t let them near the experiments.

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"Yes, is that a problem? You can call me Clark if you want." this conversation was spiraling deeper into the ground faster than he thought.

daddylovesmenot started following you

He blinked “Oh…hey there kiddo…ya’ lost?”

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I am actually interested in joining this group rp. But I was wondering if this place was even active???

(We are indeed active, but please direct all questions towards the main page.)

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Well this wasn't weird "Right...uh, I'm Mr.Kent. The new security guard. Pleasure to meet you..."

daddylovesmenot started following you

He blinked “Oh…hey there kiddo…ya’ lost?”

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I'm a member of the Midnight crew.

"...rise at the moon, go to bed at the sun, hurry to bed and you'll miss all the fun..."

Clark was doing his nightly rounds around the area. He was told to make sure that NO ONE other then staff members were to be outside, and to make sure that ALL patients are not lurking around the halls. 

God this place freaked him out.

Even though he knew, even though he knew what goes down here in a place like this, he still couldn't help but feel a bit...uneasy. But what can you do? Nothing, that's what. And that was basically the plan.

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daddylovesmenot started following you

He blinked "Oh...hey there kiddo...ya' lost?"

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T I M E T O B E G I N

Name: Richard “Dick” Grayson Age: 18 Sex: Male Height: 5’10 Weight: 170 ——- Project Type: PROJECT BIRDIE. THE REBOOT. Experiment Number: #000B18 Assigned Doctor: Mr.Wilson Slade Operation Room: Operation Room B121 ——-

Procedure:

Attach organic wing’s to patients spine. Attach all nerves to the genetic enhanced wing’s and give it time to heal. 

Testing Date: Give or take a few days. Mr.Wilson is to attend to patient and take reports DAILY.

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Crystal sneered, closing the door again "'Course not. That shit had looked sketchy as hell..." he sat down next to him, her instincts telling her to move the fuck away. But instead, she ignored it completely and placed a gentle hand on his back. Carefully rubbing circles into it.

"...these guys are just...well...I really don't think they're here to help us."

There's something.. Someone out there.

  Crystal was confused to say the least. Curiously, she opened the door and poked her head out the door. When she saw nothing she returned and frowned.

“Roy…there’s no one there…please, get up and lay down…there’s nothing out there to hurt you.” right now, she worried. Poor thing looked ready to jump out a window.

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TODAYS PLANS MIGHT BE DELAYED FOR TOMORROW

Todays plans may or may not be delayed or bumped up to the afternoon. We will just have to see.

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THE CISPA PETITION HAS 12 DAYS LEFT AND IT ONLY HAS 20K SIGNATURES OH MY GOD PEOPLE FUCKING SIGN AND SIGNAL BOOST IT DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW VITAL THIS IS gnjsfkld.asl

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"Hi there. I don't think we've met. I'm Dick."

"Ooooh, hey there. I knew I was forgetting to do something." she smiled "I'm Crystal...wait. Dick?" she smothered a snicker "Oh...nice name. Did you name yourself or...?"

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Crystal was confused to say the least. Curiously, she opened the door and poked her head out the door. When she saw nothing she returned and frowned.

"Roy...there's no one there...please, get up and lay down...there's nothing out there to hurt you." right now, she worried. Poor thing looked ready to jump out a window.

There's something.. Someone out there.

  Crystal frowned.

Shit, out of all the people who had to stumble into her room…

“Roy…who’s coming to get you? Who is ‘she’?” Crystal took a bit of caution when she approached him. She slowly made her way to the spot next to him, trying really hard not to startle.him in anyway.

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planning an skype group chat for the happy harbor rpers.

my skypes rhymest33

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NO EVENTS THIS FRIDAY. EXPERIMENTS WILL BEGIN FRIDAY.

A co-worker and I have looked over everyones blog very carefully and we’ve come to a decision.

We’ll begin experiments Friday and they will last a whole weekend.

Read under the cut to understand the situation further.

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"Tool shed. We'll be able to protect ourselves with some tools from there. And get a flashlight."

"I-..." Crystal didn't even know herself. But she had a pretty good guess.

"...have you noticed that they keep the whole area tighter then it should be, I mean they hardly let anyone in. And when someones trying to get out they'd shoot on sight if something doesn't seem right." this had been bugging Crystal ever since the whole hospital flipped their lids. It's like they want the patients here to get hurt.

Not sure if I can see it, but god does it smell amazing.

Well yeah there was something wrong with her knife! It was so small and it wouldn’t be enough to even scare off a rat! Now the tool shed, ohohoho there were some great things in there.

Quietly, she crept to the last flight of stairs that was not too far away from the back door that should really be kept under heavier lock and key.

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Well yeah there was something wrong with her knife! It was so small and it wouldn't be enough to even scare off a rat! Now the tool shed, ohohoho there were some great things in there.

Quietly, she crept to the last flight of stairs that was not too far away from the back door that should really be kept under heavier lock and key.

Not sure if I can see it, but god does it smell amazing.

Crystal looked at the knife, then back at Artemis. Making a face she shook her head and made a movement with her hand for Artemis to follow her.

Crystal walked down the hall and to the stairs, careful not to alert anyone or else the two would be in big trouble.