[OPEN CLASS.] First Aid 101. (Sophie) [YOU SHALL PASS.]

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NAME OF CLASS: First Aid 101
PROFESSOR NAME: Professor Cricket

General information: A general overview on basic illnesses a student might run into, as well as symptoms and quick fixes to things like breaks and deep cuts while on the go!

Each student is given a dummy to work on, though they may choose to partner up in fixing it.

Mechanics:
Roll 1 20-sided dice, what you roll is what your student gets to work with...

Dice Rolls and What they Mean!

1-4 - Broken Bone
4-8 - Fever
9-12 - Heat Stroke
13-16 - Hypothermia
17-20 - Lack of Bodily Function (such as breathing, pulse, etc) - this is unnaturally so.

After this, please roll 4, 4-sided Dice. Take into account their total and any repeating numbers

Total Results and their Meaning

1-6 - You do a rather poor job patching up your dummy, you might not want to try and heal anybody anytime soon!
7-12 - You do an average job, nothing extraordinary, but passable!
12-16 - Extra good work! Your student can now heal surface wounds!, but not repair HP! This means things like cuts and bleeding that might hinder another character can be patched up!

What Repeating Numbers Mean

No Repeating Numbers - You used just the right amount of supplies, good for you! Not wasteful at all.
Repeating 1s or 2s - You didn't use enough supplies, that's rather lazy and Cricket obviously disapproves of it.
Repeating 3s or 4s - You used too many supplies and that's wasteful! Naughty! Cricket might make you earn your supply rights back in a future class!

If you work as a group, split up the dice between yourselves as evenly as possible. So if you're paired up, each person rolls a 10 sided dice and you add up the results to get your dummy!

Then you split up your 4 sided dice to work on fixing it up!


Bonus Mechanics:
For every 3 times you attempt this course, your student may add +1 to their 4d4 dice roll's total to improve how well they patched up the dummy.

YOU LOSE/FINISH THIS CLASS WHEN...

- You are finished rolling both sets of dice and rping out the results. That means you have to make ANOTHER rp to try again!

 

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Sophie peeked into the classroom, head barely poking in. It seemed to be empty of students and she let out a sigh of relief, stepping in. A few times she'd casually strolled past the classroom in hopes of taking the class, only to discover it was full of students. It seemed today luck was on her side - or perhaps it was because she was taking the class when most students were on their lunch break. It wasn't like Sophie had anyone to sit with or socialise with outside her family.

The ghoul gave a nod to the nurse and stepped up to her dummy, wondering what was in store for her.  

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Sophie raised a brow. Heat stroke? What the heck did that mean? She flicked through a book near her. Too long in the sun.. huh.. The zombie could understand why that would make someone sick. Gathering the appropriate supplies, she set to work patching the dummy up. As she worked, she discovered she was actually enjoying herself. Or at least she was enjoying the possibility of being useful; of being able to help someone if they needed it.

Should anyone have heat stroke, Sophie knew what to do.  

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Sophie shied away from the disapproving looks Nurse Cricket gave. Perhaps she wasn't as good at this as she thought she was. Standing up, she gave an apologetic look and quickly shuffled out of the classroom. Perhaps she should study more before trying again.  

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Clearing her throat, Sophie entered the classroom once more; eyes obviously avoiding those of Nurse Cricket who Sophie was sure wouldn't be impressed with seeing her again after last night's display. Still, she was determined to try again and no crazy bug lady was going to stop her.

So once again the ghoul found herself in front of the dummy, wondering what ailment she was going to heal today.  

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A fever? Another ailment to do with heat. Just more proof that heat was something to fear. Sophie shuddered. Was it even possible for a zombie to get a fever? She was pretty cold to begin with would a fever just mean she was as warm as a human? Shaking her head, she lightly shrugged her shoulders and put her attention back to the dummy she was presented with.

Once more, she grabbed the items she thought were useful and began trying to help the fevered dummy.  

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Sophie grinned at the approving look from Cricket. Even if she had used a few too many items, she had still managed to fix up the dummy. Now all she needed was two more passes. Sophie was starting to feel pretty good about herself! Maybe she'd be useful after all.

Moving onto the next dummy, she looked it over to see what she was fixing now.  

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Fever again. The ghoul looked at Cricket with a raised brow and a look that said 'really?'. But the nurse simply ignored her and Sophie took that as a sign to continue or suffer the consequences. Once more, she pulled out the supplies she thought to be useful and began to work on the dummy. It should be easy, right? She'd already cured this ailment.  

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What was it with Sophie and using too many items. She shrunk away from the accusatory glances once more and cleared her throat. A pass was a pass, either way.

Chest puffed out, stance tall and proud. Sophie was feeling pretty good with herself. She was actually managing to pass the subject and all she needed was to cure one more dummy and she'd be able to help others. It was a pretty good feeling and she practically skipped to the next dummy.  

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Her brow lifted slightly as she read the sickness. Lack of breathing? Well then.. How the heck was she supposed to fix that? Flicking through a book by her side, she read over the causes and known cures a few times before getting to work.

She couldn't help but laugh at the situation. When you're undead breathing or a pulse isn't something you worry about. Yet here she was, fretting over a dummy that was suffering from just that.

"Oh well," Sophie said, gathering her supplies. "Let's get you patched up."  

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It seemed Sophie had a habit of using too many items on a regular basis. Maybe she cared too much. Maybe she was a little confused. Whatever the reason it didn't matter because she had managed to pass the class. With a triumphant grin, the ghoul headed out to hand her class in.