You know, last time I listened to one of you guys I was wrong. Fool me twice and all that… Lemme just ask the boy myself.
@dedmaxsearchhistory? You hearing this? *gestures upward*
*oh shyt* yup- w-why would the anon think i was trying to rob a liqior store…?
*blinks at Max* Yeah…. why would they think that? *seems like Max is acting weird. Time for a little psychology…* I mean, you’re just a kid – How would you even pull that off? Kids are smart… but not that smart.
‘Dad’? Who’s this?
Well, first, I’d keep going to the hospital. Unless it’s too far away. THen stop and put a compress to your friend’s wound. Elevate their legs and have someone call 911 – paramedics are ALLOWED to break traffic laws, but you aren’t.
i-it’s alright now, i got her to hospital *he smiled slightly and glanced away*
Oh good… thank goodness. Is everything okay, Max?
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*
*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?
i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows
Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…
*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*
*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*
OW! SON OF A BITCH! *he puts a hand over the spot* t-thanks… *there was definitely alot of blood, but Max doesn’t seem to notice*
Oh, shit! Hang on! *he digs in his pocket for a tissue packet and pulls out a few of them. He moves Max’s hand and presses the wad of tissues to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.* Oh God, oh God, oh God… that’s so much…
what’s going on? so much of what? *worried child noise* d-did something go wrong?
I… I don’t know? The nail’s out, Max. But you’re bleeding a lot. I dunno if it’s because it’s a head wound… how are you feeling? Can you tell me?
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*
*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?
i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows
Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…
*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*
*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*
OW! SON OF A BITCH! *he puts a hand over the spot* t-thanks… *there was definitely alot of blood, but Max doesn’t seem to notice*
Oh, shit! Hang on! *he digs in his pocket for a tissue packet and pulls out a few of them. He moves Max’s hand and presses the wad of tissues to the wound, trying to stop the bleeding.* Oh God, oh God, oh God… that’s so much…
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*
*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?
i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows
Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…
*he nods slightly, and holds as still as he can as he waits for this to be over*
*Carlos grabs the nail with the pliers and before he can talk himself out of it he yanks on it. Hard. It pops out almost too easily*
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*
*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?
i.. don’t think i’ll die, but i’ll probably bleed alot once it’s out… *he shrugs* but i’ve been wrong before so who fucking knows
Uh, um, then… I’ll try to be careful… God damn… *he takes a deep breath and reaches for the nail* This might hurt…
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
*he doesn’t really react, he just sighs softly and closes his eyes*
*carlos snaps on a rubber glove from his pocket (he is a scientist after all and is always prepared) and he finishes cleaning as best as he can. He then gets his pliers.* Okay, um… I”m just gonna yank this out I guess. Max, do you… is there anything I should expect? Will you bleed some more? Or will you… will you die suddenly or… something?
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*he nods and pulls his hair out of the way so Carlos could see the nail*
*he mails a gross noise. God, that… that is really in there. He takes a deep breath* Okay… gonna get some water on that first. *he opens the bottle and as gently as he can pours a small stream over the wound, trying to wash away blood so he can see it a little better*
i tjink thaere’s still a nial in my headd
Damn… should I get the pliers, Max? Will.. will it hurt?
*he rubs the area he was hit, whincing slightly* will it hurt? probably..
Oh… um, okay. I… I’ll get my tools. And a water bottle – it should get cleaned up some too. Just.. just hang on.
*he nods and sits on the ground, still pretty out of of it*
*comes back* Okay… Okay, okay, let’s see what I’m working with here. Where… where is it, Max? Max? You with me, buddy?
*he groans slightly, tightly shutting his eyes* it’s fucking… *points to the side of his head* right here…
Okay… um… okay. Can you.. hold your hair out of the way?
*confused Max sound???* okay, maybe you’re the one’s who drunk because that- *points to cup* is a sippy cup full of orange juice
*looks up at him with a confused look* for what?
Still. For, um… being so… dumb earlier.
*he shrugs* it’s okay, really. i had a bad habit and bad habits have a way of taking a hold a person even when they try to stop and i know how easy to slip back into these habits.. you just trying to look for me so really, i should be saying ‘thank you’….
I still shouldn’t have been so mean about it though. Next time you see me, I’ll have those chocolates, I promise.
The Perfect Scientist 