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 Posted: Sun May 24, 2009 5:04 pm
Welcome to the Martell Industries Database aboard the Trancity habitation and colonization ship. You have requested information on the Medical Bay...
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The Medical Bay is towards the bow of the ship. It takes up 2000 blocks, providing medical care for a possible amount of 50,000 TranCity residents without discrimination of politics, race, faction, religion or gender.
All medical care is free and impartial. However, replacement of organs and limbs will require payments in excess of 1000 credits if no insurance is available. All Darkstar agents receive discounted limb replacements, but for organ replacements they will still be charged the full price.
If you are a patient, please register with a receptionist on Deck 30, Section F, Block 470-500. You will be assigned [u]one[/u] bed.
If you are a visitor, please register with a receptionist on Deck 30, Section F, Block 470-500. Visiting times are 12:00-15:00 and 17:00-20:00.
If you are a Hypocrate, please sign in and procede through to the Decontamination chambers on Deck 30, Section F, Block 468-470.
The Hypocrates* of the Medical Bay are known as the Carers.
The Carers hold the right to quarantine any carriers of infection or disease which could threaten the ship.
The Carers hold the right to quarantine any persons deemed to be mentally unstable and/or dangerous.
The Carers hold the right to end the life of those who take up Medical Bay resources.
You are reminded that there is no smoking, drinking, drug abuse or sexual activity in the Medical Bay at any time.
Thank you for choosing the Martell Industries Database. (*Hypocrate is the updated term for any medical personnel.)
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 9:31 am
Bed 12  Rex was unconscious and that meant he was reliving his traumas. The same twisted scenes and excrutiating pain beyond relief. It was just an innocent child... no one stopped... no one helped.. no one cared... Those cruel bastards...He was a wreck, the type the sick bay could not fix. When he was awake he lived in a black, scary world of crippling inhibition where he couldn't even bring himself to speak. He'd fled Earth, he'd hardened his heart and killed mercilessly, yet...He was that child again. Especially when he slept. It was the only dream he ever had anymore. That and his legs and shoulders had been crushed by a robotic beast called Antithesis back at the Diamond Mine.... The sick bay could help with that one. Rex's only solace was in the intuitive knowledge that this time his armor and mask had not been removed.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 10:54 am
Bed 12  Dr Otaka walked over to Rex and assessed the situation. He picked up the chart and began to discuss things with the other cyber-surgeons on station. So what do we have? another human vs bionic? He's pretty well messed up. I'll do what I can to save the arm, but his legs don't look viable. Put him in hyper-sleep and do a full N&M on his lower body. Find if his legs have any use, if we can fix him... load him with IRMMS nano-bots to restore blood flow and mend his bones. If it's already dead, then rig him for amping and auging. See if he wants the sprinter or the power lifter model.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 3:17 pm
The Medical Bay  The Surasian was sat, jotting down notes in his notepads on the volume of urine passed, heart beat, mind activity, etc., of this human. Sol still didn't know his name. He seemed to lapse in and out of conciousness. Hypocrates had often visited, made some little changes to his medicine, and then disappeared without a word. He'd been sat here for 2 days now. Hopefully the little human would wake soon.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 3:45 pm
Bed 12 Who could say what it was? Maybe the dreams. Maybe hearing the word amputation subconsciously. Only a doctor could know it was some nurse's pain meds mistake. An overdose. Just like that. Suddenly fear, cold sweat. Incomplete. Thoughts. Swinging lazer sword. Scuffling. FIGHTING.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 4:18 pm
Bed 12 In his bed, the human began to stir a little. At first, Sol believed he was waking up. But the increased bleeping of the machine was suggesting that his heart rate was rising rapidly. Something was wrong here. The human was nearing a critical condition. In seconds, he'd gone from peacefully comatosed to the brink of death. " How frail humans are..." though Sol. He walked to the door and peaked out. "h'I'd appreciate some medical c'help c'here!" he shouted.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 4:45 pm
Bed 12 And like that he was up, pushing away the nurses and doctor. Where was his shield? There. Paranoid Dream.... The Warpath.
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 10:49 am
The Medical Bay hallway As Sol leant out of the door, he felt something push him aside. Walking down the corridor was the human, still in full armour. There was blood spots on his armour, where he'd ripped out the wires and tubes which had been used by the Hypocrates to keep him healthy. "He's hallucinating..." thought Sol. "As if he wasn't dangerous enough as he was... Well I have to do something!"Racing down the corridor, Sol leapt onto the human's back and jammed his prosthetic limbs into the wounded man's knees, bringing him to the floor. Sol pinned him down as nurses ran over with sedatives. "Can 'hyou c'hear me??" shouted Sol, "If h'you move in 'hyour current condi'tion, h'you vill die!""Stupid humans... They all seem destroy themselves..."
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Posted: Fri Jun 05, 2009 5:23 pm
The Hallway On the cold, ground again. NO. This time he would do something about it. A mad adreanaline rush and his attacker was thrusted against the wall. He was back with his sword extended. Rex slashed his Plasma Rapier and the steel was in Molten pieces. The creature was now pinned against the wall, panting heavily and bleeding. Delicious.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 9:02 am
The Hallway "Kreck! Kreck!
Let gah off Kreck!"A similar man was waving his own sword now, the first one who'd pinned him down before... Whatever. THrowing this Kreck to the ground from the wall with a cry of "Solll!!!", Rex turned towards this menace and his undamaged sowrd. He would change that.
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Posted: Tue Jun 09, 2009 2:50 pm
The Medical Bay hallway With a mighty thrust, the human tossed Sol off. A security guard with a steel baton came forward, but - sprouting giberrish - the human lashed at him with that Plasma sword. It tore through the guard's baton like a hot knife through butter. He threw the security guard, which for some reason he was calling Kreck, against the wall and turned back to face Sol. Fearing for his own life, Sol had no choice but to draw his sword and face this human. Luckily, his sword was a titanium and platinum alloy. This meant it was incredibly strong and unmeltable. "They couldn't have gotten me a pistol, could they?" thought Sol, as he approached the beserking armoured man. "h'I don't vant to c'haff to hurt h'you!"
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