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Archive Boards; Nostalgia Time! Beware; here be plot bunnies
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Topic Started: Jan 10 2016, 01:26 AM (129 Views)
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Bryn Padraig
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Jan 10 2016, 01:26 AM
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I'll add them as I find them in my old bookmarks toolbars (the horrors). Enjoy the trips and cringes down memory lane :)
Werewolves: Daunstey Common Room (were): http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blcommon Basin Alphas: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blalpha Were Dining Room: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=bldinning Were combat Room: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blcombat Duncombe Lake: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blduncombe lykan whatever: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?...r=lycanwhatever Dorms: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=bldorm Hospital wing: http://b4.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?user=BLhospice
In Town: Ponderosa Inn: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?user=BLponderosa Streets: dead board :( Cross Eyed Pony: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blpub Hammerwood park: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?user=BLhammerwood Club: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blwatever
Vampires: Common room: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=vampcommon
Other:
Joining board: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?user=BLjoin
trainwreckOOC: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?&user=blooc
A bunch of other boards were dead links but I'll nose around to see what else I can find.
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Jacen Black
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Jan 10 2016, 04:23 AM
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This looks like the start of things with Liam and Alex:
“Dispatch, this is Bus 204, we’re on scene. The park’s deserted.”
Alex let go of the call button on her shoulder radio. She glanced around as she opened the driver’s door of the ambulance. Her feet touched down on the pavement with a faint splash. The rain had stopped, but it was still wet out. She left her jacket in the cab and shut the door behind her as she stepped up onto the curb of the city park. It was quiet and empty, only the streetlights hummed as they burned off what little water remained from the earlier rain.
“Dispatch, this is Bus 204 on scene, you sure it wasn’t an EDP?”
A laugh crackled back through the comm piece of the two way radio, standard issue to all paramedics.
“No, 204, I’m not but it’s your call anyway.”
Alex took another look around the empty park, waiting for her partner to come as well. He was probably going to wait in the cab, she couldn’t blame him. Animal calls weren’t their job but it was a quiet night and a rabid animal on the loose meant more calls for them if they didn’t track it down. Her black steel toed and steel soled boots scraped a little on the wet pavement as she walked along the cement pathways deeper into the park. As she moved she pulled her thin gloves on and her braided blonde, mostly brown now, hair fell over her shoulder. It wasn’t like they hadn’t gotten a million calls like this, deserted streets in the middle of the night. It wasn’t often though that there was no one around when they got there. Renfrew was too quiet, too small a town to have that happen. Yeah sure they were big enough for a hospital, fire hall and such. They even had their own post secondary school but they still weren’t any great population to brag about. The schools, one each level, were big enough to hold all the local kids. It was big enough that you didn’t know everyone, but not big enough to really be considered anything but a backwater town no one wanted to visit. Alex checked over her shoulder when she heard the creak of the ambulance doors. They had a freshly graduated med student out with them tonight. No, not fair. The woman wasn’t fresh out of med school. Part way into her internship if Alex remembered. Usually it was babies right out of school. Moonlighters. Alex had seen a fair bit of them, worked with most of them. Granted, there was barely a shift Alex wasn’t working. They were fresh out of school-ers picking up shifts to pay the bills. Med school wasn’t cheap. She didn’t mind the company, it was the panicking she didn’t like. A Doctor’s job was all controlled, the environment contained. Out here… you found all sorts of things. There wasn’t much that made Alex pause anymore. 6 years serving in the white bus didn’t leave much for the imagination. There were things that she hadn’t seen before, but once you saw the inner contents of one human body spilled all over the pavement, you’ve seen them all. As much as humans liked to count themselves individuals, a liver was a liver no matter what body it came from.
A rustle in the bushes to her right make her nearly jump but she headed that way regardless of her rising pulse. You were burned out if creepy quiet nights in a deserted park didn’t make you edgy. It wasn’t that she was afraid of what was out there… but well, you try being all alone and then having a visitor suddenly. Alex caught sight of a sorry lump of fur hopping away from her and headed after it. No sense running, that’d scare it off. She tailed the creature, able to pick it out as a canine as it passed under a park lamp, until it gave up and stopped. Its coat was matted, dirty and wet with something that could be oil, blood or water. Alex crouched a little and approached the animal, keeping quiet but also loud enough to not startle it. Last thing she wanted was to get bit. It was a pain to go through all that precautionary procedures and with the ‘kid’ she and her partner couldn’t just skip it. How you got the job done when no one was around was different than how you did it when you were setting an example. Alex managed to get close enough to realize that this was a wolf, way too big for a dog. It was pretty badly beaten and from what she could make out, it was covered in mud and blood. She waited for her partner. No matter how many irate victims she’d wrestled it was always safer to take in an animal in twos.
Liam, or rather, William Gordon Sampson, as his mother would irately yell at him out the door as a child, relaxed in the shotgun seat of the ambulance. Yeah, they’d had enough animal calls- him especially. While Renfrew was a small backwater town, the town he called home made it look like a booming metropolis. The entire ISD was in one building. It gave you the idea. It wasn’t that he didn’t like animal calls- he’d been raised on a farmer, hell, been a vet tech and assistant for most of his young life, until he got to the age where he realized he couldn’t cut college, and might as well volunteer as an EMT.
Most of his life, Liam had had that “good ol’ boy” label. He always wore old, worn, stained jeans, boots, and a faded tee shirt, like he’d just rolled out of a hayloft, which most mornings he had. His hair was longer than most your typical country boys hair, but not displeasingly so. He had a kind face and a ready smile with plenty of bright, white teeth. He said please, thank you, yes ma’am and yes sir. But his eyes were not so common. He found that out in kindergarten. Unless you were a rockstar, and especially if you were five, two-toned eyes were not something that was easily accepted. It was almost an invitation for stares, odd questions and rude comments. But, he’d lived through it, and his two toned eyes were bright, and hardly ever showed anything but laughter.
So, sitting with the heels of his boots resting on the dash, he prepared a sedative. Working as a vet tech meant he only had to relearn a few names and terms, other than that, it was pretty much the same. Besides, most students who don’t make it in vet school- end up as your general practitioner. He leaned over the center console and watched as Alex located the offensive animal. Opening the door, Liam sighed a little. It was sad that when you had more people, the more animals seemed to be intruders. He always felt a bit more understanding to the critters, really. Tucking the shot of sedative in his breast pocket, he grabbed a pole with a noose, and another line, in case they needed it, while the animal wasn’t moving much, it was still pretty big.
Walking up behind Alex, his boots tocked softly, and echoed into the slightly hazy night. Liam took a knee next to his partner and looked from her to the wolf. His eyes softened, more than they usually were, and a quiet murmur escaped him.
“Poor fellah. Guess we all have our days…”
The wolf looked pretty beat up- hell, mostly torn to shreds. His brows furrowed…. this wasn’t a rabid animal. Unless of course, it was in its last death throes, it wasn’t rabid.
Alex glanced up at Liam and then back at the wolf. She reached out and touched its shoulder to little or no response.
“Lets drag him back then…”
Hard as she was, Alex never complained about going to an animal call, until after of course. She was partnered with a county bumpkin and well, wouldn’t have it any other way. He seemed to respect her and her need for space. Keeping her mind on the task at hand she scootched in a little closer to the wolf and stepped over it to get at the back and shoulders.
“On three?”
She snuck her hands in under the wolf’s shoulders and shifted to get ready to pick him up. He was famished and shouldn’t be any trouble for them to carry together.
Liam nodded, being the silent unless spoken to one. Yeah, Alex was a little more rough around the edges, but they complimented each other well for what work they had to do. He didn’t say anything, since Alex was always bull-headed, but he could have dead lifted the poor beast by himself, and opted to grin silently, and nod when she counted, hefting on three.
For its size, it was feather light, seemed the emaciation took its toll. In the back of his mind he located where he’d put the rope, in case the slumbering lupin stirred. Call it suspicion, but something was really amiss with this animal.
Alex rolled her eyes at Liam, knowing that look. She smirked a little and let her end of the lupin drop, enough to force him to shift.
“Alright, he’s all yours muscles. I’ll get the truck ready then.”
The poor pup was deadly light. She could have hauled him herself quite easily if it weren’t for the amount of body that was there. He was still a big creature no matter how light. Helping Liam to shift the wolf into his arms Alex headed back for the ambulance at a light jog more out of the habit to get things done fast than anything else. She pulled open the doors and climbed into her usual spot. They each had their specialties, and usually traded off on the driving duties. They had no reason to go anywhere now though. Anything they could do for the poor pup they could do here. Alex set herself to her task, pulling out daubs, bandaging and things to clean the poor animal up. She glanced at the intern moonlighting with them. In the back of her mind she wondered if the young woman would be able to keep up. There was a reason it was called moonlighting. Liam and Alex had the late shift, the night shift, the spooky shift. There weren’t a lot of people out around here at night. It was like the town had a curfew. Alex stole another glance at the intern. This call seemed easy but something wasn’t sitting well with Alex, although no call ever sat well with her, and she didn’t want the poor intern half asleep. Things happened quickly out here, a lot quicker than they did in the hospital. Rather, the quick changes were a lot more drastic out here with limited hands and limited resources. Alex glanced at Liam as she heard him come up on the back of the ambulance.
“No reason to run him anywhere. I figured we could just sit here and patch him best we can.”
They were a team and while she was hard, cold and prickly, she hardly ever made any decisions without his input. When she did it was out of pure necessity. In a job like this you had to not only trust your partner and their judgment, you had to trust them to make decisions for you sometimes. After that you had to trust yourself to follow that partner down their path. She and Liam had somehow seemed to sink into a tight working partnership early on. They’d been kept together as a team for over a year, there had to be a reason for it.
Alex moved to the end of the ambulance and reached out to help support the ‘cargo’ while Liam got himself in. No matter how many times they hauled themselves in or jumped up, the height form the ground to the ambulance never seemed to get any smaller.
Liam gave an ‘oof!’ when Alex let go of her end of the wolf. Oh, that wasn’t cool. He gave a halfhearted grumble at her, but shifted the animals weight, so it wasn’t so cumbersome, and followed Alex. He waited at the doors until she helped him haul the poor creature into the ambulance. The jump never got smaller, but he always had long legs. At a steady six foot, he could jump it pretty swiftly. Once he was in, he gave a glance to the intern too. Not condescending, more like checking up. Whereas Alex was more judgmental in a way, seeing if the interns that moonlighted with them were ready for what hospitals were going to throw at them. Liam really just looked to see if they were mentally and emotionally ok. No use having someone snapping on the job when things got tense.
At Alex’s suggestion, he was a little surprised. Usually they just let the shelter deal with the cases. He looked at the pitiful figure lying on the stretcher, laboring for breath. It struck a cord in his heart, and he had to have some pity for it. He nodded his consent and went ahead and tied the wolf across the chest, haunch and legs. Once that was done, he started to set up a saline IV. If this pup was savable, fluids had to be administered. He handed the bag to the intern, and got the IV ready to insert. He quickly shaved some of the hair away from the inside of the left foreleg, and wiped it with alcohol. Not like sterility was going to be a big issue. They’d be lucky to get this thing to the shelter.
After so long working together, after so many hours on a shift, it was sometimes hard to tell who was who in this partnership. Alex busied herself getting everything Liam needed and once he was administering the IV she set to soaking up the blood and grime from the pup’s coat to find the actual lacerations and evaluate them. She glanced up to Liam in time to see the slightly startled expression on his face. She couldn’t blame him.
“No shelter’s going to be open and willing to take him this late. Besides, they’d probably just turn him back as a lost cause.”
Was this a soft spot? Surely not! Merely an oversight, surely. Alex bit at her lip a little as she did when she was redirecting her thoughts and seconds later she was back at her task. She quickly slipped her hands down over the wolf’s hind quarters and legs checking for swelling and breaks. Not finding any she turned back to grabbing up the bandages she’d used to soak up the blood. Oddly enough it was mostly dried. This guy must have been wandering for some time after the incident. Alex tossed her dark blonde braid back over her shoulders and started working on patching up the poor sought. She bandaged the few smaller but still bleeding wounds that wouldn’t need stitches. There were only really two, on this side of him at least, that would need some needle work.
“You want the sewing job farm boy?”
It was all affectionate lingo, honestly.
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Bryn Padraig
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Jan 24 2016, 11:55 PM
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Awww, Lim-Lim and Alex's first posts! All the feelings.
Mahahah I found more boards! :) Some will be repeats and maybe dead links, but it's copy and paste from an OLD email (*cough* circa 2008) I found while weeding out an old mailbox. I'll edit this as I check the links and see if they live still.
I AM TRASH FORGIVE THE FALSE ALARM.
8( All repeats or broken board links.
Alas.
EDIT: UPDATE I am not trash, ok maybe I am, but the magical external hard drive has delivered gifts!
Briar's Quarters: http://boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?user=VampBriar Two other Vamp boards had no posts, but they were the Combat and Whatever boards in Cordtlant Kerik's Den: http://www.boards2go.com/boards/board.cgi?user=BLBeta
I'll see if there is anything else I can find >:3
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