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St. Dympna Mental Hospital
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12th-Jan-2009 05:58 pm - WE ARE SORRY
St. Dympna
Due to both mod's real lives taking over, we are sadly shutting down St.Dympna's.

If you know anyone who might want to run it, please send a note or e-mail to us.

Thank you and we're sorry:

The Mod Team
7th-Dec-2008 11:55 pm - Dinner: Date November 1st; Day: 001
Since the people around him insisted, Armand selected some food by pointing. He didn't hear what it was, and upon looking at it, didn't recognize it either. Well, the vegetables perhaps. He found a seat and put his head in his hands. Confusion was what he felt most of all. He didn't want to take in his surroundings, even when his head wasn't spinning.

The food smelled enticing. He couldn't quite remember his last meal; so many things were very vague. But he knew he'd been left here, abandoned by those he loved and trusted the most. Was his trust misplaced, or had the unthinkable happened? His hopelessness was beyond prayer, but this seemed like the time to pray. He mumbled a few words over the food, hoping that the Holy Mother would interpret what his tangled tongue and memory couldn't make clear so that Jesus would have mercy on him. Then he picked up the oddly flexible and fragile-looking fork to poke it into the food.
7th-Dec-2008 08:56 pm - Intercom:November 1st; Day:001
The Intercom (Sorry I gotta be forboding
The intercom buzzed to life, interrupting the counseling sessions no matter how far along they might or might no be. The voice of the head doctor cheerfully filling everyone's ears.

"Hello everyone~ I am sorry that things have seemed boring today with the snowfall and various delays, but hopefully dinner will be a lot more fun. We are having a wide variety tonight so you all can pick something delicious!" He turned the page as he read off the menu.

"For drinks, you all can have one soda, along with juice, tea, milk and punch. And as you all should know, it is the bottomless juice box so to speak!" He laughed pleasantly as he read off the main course. "Then, for your entrée you can pick from Chicken Enchilada, Chicken Style Curry, Eggplant Parmesan or Breaded Skallops! A light meal so to speak but with lots of flavor. For your veggies you can have Glazed Carrots, Breaded Eggplant, Navy Beans-I am guessing we got an over large shipment of eggplants in huh?"

The sound of the page turning as he wrote down a note about getting less eggplants next time.

"For soup to warm your bones, you can pick from Sotanghon or Potato soup. And finally for desert there is Carrot Cake, Double Chocolate Cake and Banana Cream Pie! Also, today because everyone was on great behavior, except for one gentleman who knows who he is, gets a ticket for the after dinner treat! For those of you who do not know what those are, they are a ticket that allows you to get a special treat either tonight-or if you save it- or with breakfast! You give it to the nurse helping at the end of the line and you can pick from Carob Cocoa OR Spiced Warm Milk! Doesn't that sound yummy? Well~ I shall talk to you all soon! Tata!"

MOD NOTE: SORRY FOR THE EPIC FAILURE GUYS. We seriously did not expect life to come and pound on us the way it did- so to show how sorry we are, we want YOU thats right you, to suggest an event you might like to see for the next day/night shift considering we are not going to do a night shift tonight.

Do you want humor? Extreme horror? METEOR? Tell us please! Now, one mod will BE BACK 99% POSITIVE TOMORROW NIGHT. The other will be back this week. So, hopefully we can get everything going again. Also, we want you to tell us what you might like us to do incase we have a synchronized failure again like this.

We are sorry for all of this!

EDIT ONE: People who are stuck in arrival? You're free to come to the cafeteria. We will backlog everything with you guys.

Counseling peeps? It ended short, y'all can say an emergency happened.
So, someone please make the dinner shift post like 'Dinner: Date November 1st; Day: 001'

Also, Farf, you're the one who didn't get a magic snack ticket.
25th-Nov-2008 05:01 pm - IMPORTANT MOD ANNOUNCEMENT
St. Dympna
Due to us getting new players and one mod having severe technical difficulties due to their computer dying and the other mod having school issues. WE WILL NOT HAVE NIGHTSHIFT THIS DAY.

The counseling sessions will go on until SATURDAY along with letting the new people get in. THEN it will be dinner shift for a week THEN the next day will start.

Hopefully, this will give everyone a chance to settle in, and get to know fellow players. Along with giving the mods a chance to catch up on everything and be able to give the RP proper attention. We will be available for NPCs as much as possible.

If you have any questions, please ask us! And we are very sorry for the delay!
11th-Nov-2008 01:00 am - Intercom:November 1st;Day:001
St. Dympna
A bit of static could be heard as the intercom came to life. There were some mumbled words in the background as well s the sound of paper being crumpled.

"I hope you all enjoyed your longer than average lunch. I trust that everyone is well fed and relaxed." There are more sounds of crumpled paper and a bit of chewing as if Dr. Darcie was still working on his own lunch.

"You will now be escorted to one on one counciling since group counciling was unfortunately canceled. Now there is nothing to be afraid of, counciling is supposed to help remember. Perhaps you'll be able to clear up some of those jumbled thoughts.The intercom went silent for a bit before it fizzled and died signaling the end of the announcement.

Players: Each of you are assigned to a counciler and will be escorted to the rooms by a nurse. The rooms are made so that your character feels comfortable.

Farfarello: assigned to Dr.Jamie Bates
Blackheart: assigned to Dr.Andrew Bittermen
Daisya Barry: assigned to Dr.Angelina Cruise
Niceus Isabourne: assigned to Dr. Philip Raoul

Players please make a seperate post each for your individual counciling sessions.
9th-Nov-2008 06:39 pm - Lunch: Date November 1st; Day: 001
He was lost - he had no idea what was going on, and the tenuous nature of his condition made his sanity precarious at best. He'd fought to stay in the quiet, lonely room, for time to collect himself, but he'd used up the good grace of the staff, it seemed - they didn't hesitate to drug him anymore. So now he was sluggish and confused, operating on the most basic instinct to fuel his body. For the most part, he managed to shuffle along the food counters on his own, but occasionally he forgot what he was doing and stopped, arrested by the steam curling off the buckets of soup or the millions of tiny bulbs on the heads of broccoli.
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