So many weeds and no flowers..
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Post by arealhorrorshow on Aug 15, 2015 13:00:36 GMT -8
Got yourself a booboo riding the Happiness Express? Dislocated your shoulder trying to beat the bara at the Inkidortes and Co's Arm Wrestling booth? Got food poisoning trying to stomach Fran's menu at Frantasia? Well lucky for you, our local hospital staff is here to patch up those wounds and get you back on your feet to keep on having fun!
If you are hurt at all during the NYC County Fair, please stop by the Gladius Gratia First Aide Booth in order to pick up a happy healing Booboo Bundaid™
The appropriate number of Bundaids™ will be given for the severity of the injury. (maximum 5 per person) |
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Post by highrise on Aug 17, 2015 3:23:34 GMT -8
Smashed in the face with a teacup by a clown.
Lincoln was ready for any sort of squints or odd faces the first aid crew would give him upon hearing his reasoning, but then he was coming for the bandaid...uh...bundaid. That's what they called it...right? Peeking in through the booth's window, he looks around before piping up.
"Is this where I get a ba-uh, bundaid?"
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If I Apologize Would It Make It All Unhappen?
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Post by BrazilianRevolution on Aug 18, 2015 15:59:00 GMT -8
Penelope had taken over for the evening shift as a volunteer, she'd just finished announcing the final question when a young man with green hair had asked if there was someone able to give him a bundaid. Penelope adjusted her mask making sure it was over her mouth then smoothed out her dress before turning to the man.
"Yes this is. Do you require assistance?"
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Post by arealhorrorshow on Aug 18, 2015 23:55:03 GMT -8
Smashed in the face with a teacup by a clown.
Lincoln was ready for any sort of squints or odd faces the first aid crew would give him upon hearing his reasoning, but then he was coming for the bandaid...uh...bundaid. That's what they called it...right? Peeking in through the booth's window, he looks around before piping up. "Is this where I get a ba-uh, bundaid?" Oh dear!! That's definitely an awful cut you've got there! Don't worry, we'll get you patched right up! Hmm... 4 Bundaids™ ought to do the trick!
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Post by Pins-n-Needles on Aug 29, 2015 18:36:51 GMT -8
Eilis waited around to see if anyone needed assistance. A few people here and there. She, personally, had received many kids needing help. With scrapped knees and such... especially with the ransacked train on the loose. Yep, the medic was there if anything had truly happened. The woman merely smiled at those she worked beside, working up the nerve to actually talk to them. This was besides the fact, she saw no threads but of course, the woman wouldn't have spilled about that. Blending in was key, along with just having a good time and helping others.
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