Under the Knife
Yeah, so Trauma Center is my new addiction. It's a fun, high-pressure little piece of work that, at the same time, makes me never want to be a surgeon. At the moment, I'm stuck on this surgery. See, there's these fucking tumors. This would not be a problem normally, except that these are not just any tumors, no, they're EVIL, MOVING TUMORS!!! You see, there's this disease called "GUILT", which is like some little medical terrorism thing. There are a bunch of different strains of it, one of which makes lacerations inside of people. This one though, it "replicates" its genetic data and makes it look like the tumor's moving.
There are two parts to these, as well, a red one and a blue one. The move around, making little tumor spots, and when they combine, they start to form into an actual tumor, which is when you strike. Now that's all fine and dandy. The problem begins when you go to the girl's lungs, where there's two pairs of the little buggers, and when the same color ones bump into each other, its takes away like 10 life points, or when a tumor is forming, and another one interferes, it stops, so you can't drain it.
So anyways, it pretty much really sucks. That little girl keeps dying on me. I've just about given up after trying it like 10-15 times. I'll try once more before Linguistics, but I'm not hoping for much... -_-
Thankfully, if I haven't already mentioned it, the eight page thing in my portfolio was only required to be an excerpt, so I gave them EP 1 of Grey Snow, as well as "Down by the Tracks", which, for those who don't know/remember, is a short story I wrote back in March of last year. It doesn't necessarily represent my current writing, but it's one of the best short stories I've ever written, so yeah. It looks all nice and professional... I even bought one of those little report cases for it. ^^
Anyways, I'm sleepy. Let me go try and work on that little girl once more, though it's about gotten to the point where I don't care if she dies... Fuckin' evil GUILT... -_-
Edit (11:30):
*dances and sings* I beat the fucking tumors! I beat the fucking tumors! And what! Guess I just needed to take a break for a little while...
There are two parts to these, as well, a red one and a blue one. The move around, making little tumor spots, and when they combine, they start to form into an actual tumor, which is when you strike. Now that's all fine and dandy. The problem begins when you go to the girl's lungs, where there's two pairs of the little buggers, and when the same color ones bump into each other, its takes away like 10 life points, or when a tumor is forming, and another one interferes, it stops, so you can't drain it.
So anyways, it pretty much really sucks. That little girl keeps dying on me. I've just about given up after trying it like 10-15 times. I'll try once more before Linguistics, but I'm not hoping for much... -_-
Thankfully, if I haven't already mentioned it, the eight page thing in my portfolio was only required to be an excerpt, so I gave them EP 1 of Grey Snow, as well as "Down by the Tracks", which, for those who don't know/remember, is a short story I wrote back in March of last year. It doesn't necessarily represent my current writing, but it's one of the best short stories I've ever written, so yeah. It looks all nice and professional... I even bought one of those little report cases for it. ^^
Anyways, I'm sleepy. Let me go try and work on that little girl once more, though it's about gotten to the point where I don't care if she dies... Fuckin' evil GUILT... -_-
Edit (11:30):
*dances and sings* I beat the fucking tumors! I beat the fucking tumors! And what! Guess I just needed to take a break for a little while...