Hell's Clinic
 

There is a clinic that just barely opened up. On the surface, it seems like a normal clinic. There's a parking lot, there are trees, bushes and flowers that grow on the outside. Inside, there's a waiting room, a front desk, and a clerk that mans the desk. It's a normal clinic for people who are sick or injured, and don't want to take the time to go to a normal hospital, right?

Wrong. Behind the door is not your average hospital setup. Oh sure, there's a hallway, a scale, some rooms, some offices, but that's just where the fun begins. When people come here, they are captured and subjected to all kinds of terror at the hands of the many psychotic doctors and nurses. Experiments. Drugs. Implants. Every kind of mental horror any person could go through. It's enough to drive one insane. There is no escape, and even if someone managed it, society wouldn't recognize their old friends or family anymore.

Welcome to The Clinic. Please, enjoy your stay. It's the last thing you will ever do.

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Character Profiles, to be PM'd to me.

Patients:

User Name:
Name:
Age: (at least 16)
Appearance: (I'd prefer a picture, real or anime, but description is fine too.)
Reason for going to the clinic:
Small bio: (at least one paragraph)

Doctors/nurses: (again, pm'd to me)

User Name:
Name:
Age: (Be realistic with this one. You're in the medical field.)
Appearance: (pic preferred, written description is fine)
Small bio: (what happened to make you psychotic?)

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Dr. Hunter was mumbling to himself, which was something he started to do once he lost most his marbles. Mumbling about his creations, about his art work. He flicked at a needle releasing the air bubbles and turned to his newest...patient turned victim. "Ah, see this wouldn't be so hard if you would just relax and stay calm. Now I have to use this on you and it wont be nearly as much fun, because you wont be able to tell me how bad it hurts." He faked a frown. One of those obvious frowns where the person is too happy to really frown. He watched as the girl tried to kick and scream. She was strapped down to a gurney. Moments prior she was stuffed in a large dog's crate, which was too small for her. As Hunter neared the girl her kicking and shaking nearly tipped her gurney over. Hunter sighed. "This is why I insisted on bolting these things to the ground." He would have to talk to the supervisor about this problem. Hunter signaled for a nurse to hold the girl down, then poked the girl with the needled and injected the contents of the syringe into her arm. It didn't take to long for the girl's body to totally go lax. Her eyes dropped and her mouth hung limp. She was still aware of all things around her, her muscles just wouldn't be ablet o move for the next few hours. "Now, on the the fun part."

Hunter was washing up his hands when a nurse came in to tell him there was a new patient. A wicked smile spread across him lips. More fun. He was glad to add another pet to his collection. The good doctor put on his white lab coat, grabbed his stethoscope and Rebecca's medical file. Now he would just examine her to make sure she was good enough for his experiments, if not she'd be passed on tot he next doctor. Either way her life was about to change.
Rebecca was sitting on the paper covered inspection bed when Hunter entered the room. He always loved playing this part. As if he were a real doctor, which he was, but that wasn't really his job any longer. Besides, she came here because she was sick and he might actually need to figure out whats wrong with her so he could cure her and start his experiments.
He glanced down at his clipboard and smiled at her. "So Rebecca, seems you've got a cold. Let's take a look, shall we?" The doctor checked her basics and moved on to looking down her throat, in her ears, ect. Listened to her breathing and the beats of her hearts. Lucky for him, it was just a case of the common cold, nothing he couldn't fix. From the sound of her sniffles she may be near the end of it. "Lucky for you," he said. Then chuckled at the irony of that statement. "I have the cure." He turned around and pulled a syringe from a drawer. "You just have a case of influenza; the common cold. This medication will speed up your recovery. After this all you'll need is some ibuprofen and chicken noodle soup." The doctor pulled a sheet from his clipboard. It was a fake consent form. "All I need is for you to sign this from that agrees to the injection and sign again to show that you received it."

The doctor smiled oddly. "No, my dear thank you." He pulled the cap off the syringe and readied it, then proceeded to poke her in the arm. Any time now and the sedative would kick in and she would be unconscious. He watched for a few moments as he watched her blink slowly and finally slump over. He quickly caught her before she fell off the bed. Carefully he laid her back down and yelled into the hall that he needed a nurse. "Please take her to the back and strap her down to a gurney, she wont be happy when she wakes up."

Sam awoke suddenly and automatically ran to the bathroom to throw up yet agian. this was the fourth or fifth morning in which she had woken up feeling nausous. since her recent unwelcomed encounter with brother Nerevea, one of her former teachers/priest at her catholic high school, a couple months ago she was starting to get worried. she had missed her period this month and she was starting to get the werry feeling that she was with child. she knew that she would have to get checked and see if it was true or not. she would do it after work today she thought to herself. 'I guess it is time to tell someone about what happened' she said to herself. she had not actually told anyone about the incedent. she hadn't even reported it to the police. 'maybe i won't have to tell them how it happened' she thought to herself 'I mean do they really need to know I was rapped?' she said quietly to herself. she then took a shower and got ready to go to work. this was basically her friday, she would have three days off to do absolutely nothing work related. maybe she could actually try reading, she hadn't ever really finished a book in her entire life, maybe she could now. but first thing was first she had to go to work today and then go to the doctors to get a pregnancy test.

It was a hard day at the office, not only did the files get mixed up but her boss hit on her. he had told her that she would be fired if she didn't go on a date with him. she liked her job, ((sexual harrasment not a problem at this office)) and she wanted to keep it, besides her boss wasn't all that bad looking, although he had the personallity of a rat. he was a horn dog and everyone knew it. she was so close to getting the promotion she wanted and was working so hard to get, and she figured that a date with the boss couldn't hurt her chances any so she agreed to go out with him tonight, but first she must go to the doctor. there was a new clinic that had opened up just outside of the main part of town. she decided that she would go there, what was the chance someone there would notice her? parking her car in the 'paitent parking lot' she walked into the clinics waiting room. she was the only one in there besides the receptionist, she liked that there was no one else waiting to be seen that meant that she would be seen quickly.

Devon entered the clinic with his mom who currently at the moment was searching up and down for a vending machine that sold coffee. He just chuckled as he waited in the room with the nice picture of a boy holding a ballon, and thought it was odd that their was only one picture in the entire room. He was used to Hospitals having pictures all around the rooms, and it was supposed to make the patients at ease. He was anything, but at ease and he felt like he was about to hurl up his lunch which was just an apple and yogurt. He had the stomach flu for a couple days, but it felt like his stomach was about to burst and last night he threw up alot. He hoped the Doctor knew how to make him feel better, and maybe give him some anti biotic that would make the pain go away. He knew the drill pretty well, but he still got an uneasy feeling until the secretary gave him a smile. "Sir we will be with you soon," she said very kindly to him. He couldn't sit down since it was a discomfort to his stomach and so he stood. He knew the Doctor must be busy, and he spotted his mom coming into view with coffee in her hand. He was really worried and a bit scared, but he pushed those thoughts to the far side of his mind.

((If I'm the only doctor, I have to take care of you allll?? >.>))

Oh boy today was a busy day. The nurse had informed him that two new patients were in the waiting room, one with their mother. Hunter hated having to deal with parents or anybody else. In the end they either ended up dead or so screwed up in the head when they left the office they didn't know who they were or anything else. The clinic had to be careful with their patients, they usually only kidnapped those who came alone. The clinic couldn't raise any suspicions. Not all patients were taken, some of them who were too young, too old, just boring, or lame would come in, receive real treatment and go home happy. Hunter wondered if the next two would go home or not.
Hunter left Rebecca, who was still sleeping, in a small empty room. She would have no where to go as she was bound up to her hospital bed and even if she got out the door wouldn't open for her.
Up the stairs and through a few halls, Hunter finally made it to the reception area. He looked at his charts and called out Sam's name. "Follow me," he told her. He looked over her charts and seen that she had came in for a pregnancy test. Well, she couldn't be used if she was pregnant. There were ways to go around that, but it was just too much trouble. "Please have a seat," he spoke as he gestured to the examining table. He flipped through her papers a few times, just to make him look a bit more professional. He then turned and offered Sam a charming smile. She was a very pretty girl. He loved women who looked like this. He loved to see how their beautiful bodies changed and became something even more beutiful in his mind. More animalistic. More savage and feral. He quickly got those images out of his head and headed over to Sam. "I'm going to check your vitals first and then we'll draw some blood," he spoke. Vitals were always a normal check. If the person was unhealthy then they wouldn't survive their ordeals. The blood sample would be used to check hormone levels to see if she really was in fact pregnant. After recording her BP and everything else down he dug through the doctors drawer and pulled out a butterfly needle and syringe. After washing up again he pulled on some gloves and proceed through the whole blood drawing bit. He gave her a choice of band-aids, patched her up, and left to give the sample to the lab tech. She would have to wait for the test results to come in. The doctor headed back to her room to let her know it may be a few minutes. He pointed to the basket full of magazines and suggested she read to make the time pass by quicker.

While her blood was being processed Hunter took this time to call for his next patient. "Devon," he shouted out to the waiting area. He greeted the boy with a smile and led him back into the room. "So Devon. You think you have a bad case of Viral gastroenteritis?" He paused to take in the boy's confused look. "The stomach flu son. Let me check your vitals and we'll proceed with your examination." Hunter took the boys vitals then wrote them all done. "Tell me what's going on," he said as he readied his pen. If the boy did in fact have a stomach virus, then the doctor would get him on medication and take him, then deal with his mother later. If it was something more serious then he'd have to send the boy home with medication and a referral to another doctor.

Devon was nervous when the doctor had called him, but his mother pushed him towards the doctor. She said, "It will be all over before you know it Sweetie. " Devon went in the back with the the handsome doctor, and took a seat on the chair. He heard the Doctor asked him what had brought on his Stomach flu. "Well it started off with me throwing up a couple days ago. I just thought it might have been because I ate too much, but later in the day I threw up two more times. Then my mom had noticed that I was burning up yesterday night, but I felt like I was going to burst. This Morning is when the worst came on when my fever, coughing, and throwing up got worse." He said to the doctor quietly. He looked up at the doctor and felt like he needed to throw up again. "Well mom did suggest it could be stomach posioning too." He added quickly.

Hunter quickly noticed the green look the boy was getting, so he quickly grabbed the trash bin and pushed it towards him just in case. "Well if you have a fever then its not food poisoning of any sorts," he said. Hunter placed his hand to the boy's face a few times, testing the heat of his face. "Just by touch I can tell you have a slight fevor. I'll tell you what. I'll get a throat swab and we can run a test and see if this is just a typical case of a viral infection or not." Hunter had Devon open his mouth as he used a cotton swab to scrape the back of his throat, then placed it in the vial and put the cap on it. "Give us ten minutes and we'll have the test results back. Either I or a nurse will let you know." By now the test results for the young woman, who came it for the pregnancy test should be back.

Aimee walked up to dr hunter just as he came out of an examine room, in her hand she held the test results for a patient named Samantha Greene, it was possitive, the girl was pregnant, they couldn't use her because she was pregnant, Unless... "Hunter" she said catching his attention. as he turned he saw that she held the results he needed. "Possitive" Aimee said Dr Hunter shook his head and said there was nothing they could do, they had to let this one go but it was a shame because maybe she could've given them a little bit of interesting entertainment. Aimee grabbed hunter's hand just as he was about to turn away to give sam the news. "what if she doesn't want to keep it. I mean see seemed a bit at odds with even having to request a test. she doesn't seem like she wants a baby, besides she is still young." Aimee hinted at Dr Hunter to try to persuade the girl to have an abortion.

Sam sat in the exam room waiting for the dr to bring her the test results. what would she do if it was possitive? she was working her ass off to get a promotion at work, but could that even afford a child? did she want a child that was the product of rape? why had she been so reckless in high school. if it wasn't for the way she acted back then would she be in this predicument now? a million questions raced through her mind as she waited to get the results.

Allyssa sat in her car outside the clinic, staring at the ominous building before her. Was this worse than a hospital? Her heart pounding, and feeling dizzy, she killed the ignition and walked toward the door, wincing when she moved her back. Popping a peice of gum in she wondered why she was sooo scared, this was better than a hospital... right~

Dr. Hunter thanked Aimee and took the patients paper into her room. "Sam," he spoke and quietly shut the door behind him. He sat down onto his doctor's stool next to her. "You're results came in positive." He waited just a moment to take in her reaction. He put a comforting hand on her knee. "There are many options for a woman in your situation," he started to explain. "There are programs that will help you out with your child, there is adoption, and lastly termination of your pregnancy." The doctor stood up and sighed. Now was to give his performance. "I don't do this with patients typically," he spoke in a tone of voice that showed concern and slight sympathy. "However, in your case. We should should talk about termination. If this is not something you agree too, there are other options." It was wrong, Hunter would not admit to it. To him nothing really was wrong. "If you would like I'll give you some time to think over your options, or we can talk about what you would like to do?"

Hunter could tell by the expression on her face she already knew what she was going to do. "I understand this is may be hard on you." He puased, trying not to rush things. "If you would like I will schedule you an appointment with a specialist."

((sorry so short. not much else to say xD))

Sam shook her head, she couldn't schedual a different apointment if she did that she would never go through with it. "um, is it possible to do it now?" she asked and then thought a moment about what she had said she decided to clearify her decision. "abort the baby I mean?"

Aimee walked out to the waiting room. "Allyssa?" she called.

((Sorry gloria but my character is stuck because you're not posting, so I"m going to have to move along.))

After Devon agreed to the shot, Hunter administered it. Just like with his past patients, the boy passed out. Next his mother would be dealt with. She was giving the same shot and both the boy and his mother were wheeled down into their secret lab. The mother was dropped into a storage room, where the doctors kept people who didn't qualify for experiements. He was excited to get back to Rebecca. When he opened the door to the room he found Baby standing over the girl, who was bleeding from her arm.
Hunter stormed over to Baby and shoved her away. He frantically looked over the girl. "What are you doing? Don't touch my patients!" He yelled histrionically as he back handed her. Hunter started mumbling to himself as he ripped off the girls mask. "You'll be okay dear, I'll patch you right up. You're mine. All mine. My darling, I'll fix you." He spoke in hysteric mumbles as he started sewing up the cut on the girls arm.
"Don't. Don't you touch her. She is my special experiment. She will grow. Be strong. Strong." Hunter was covered in a sheet of sweat from worry. He turned to baby, and a sad expression crossed his face. He put a hand on her cheek. "I'm sorry. We'll share her. She is such a beautiful specimen."

((Is baby a nurse or a doctor?))

Hunter smiled handsomely, yet at the same time it was slightly twisted. His hands sat on her shoulder. "You have always been good to me dear Baby." He turned back to Rebecca. "Please get her hooked up to an IV. We're not going to be feeding her for a while, and we need her to live if we are going to continue our experiments on her. What sort of animal do you think she would be best as? Hmm? Maybe a bird? Or some sort of reptile. Do you think she would be pretty with shiny scales?" His fingers traced the girls cheeks then lips. Oh they would have much fun with her. "Maybe we can make her do tricks.z'