Nurse Joy
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Posts: 33
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Player Name: Nurse Joy
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 20
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Post by Nurse Joy on Nov 7, 2023 19:06:29 GMT 9
Joy couldn't help but laught as the professor seemed quite eager for 'tunya.' "God, you really love talking like a cat, huh? Keep being you, lady."
She just laughed, especially at the horrifying drawing. Hell yeah. She didn't know what it was, but it certainly wasn't any official notes or nothing. This was just shooting the breeze and getting a random Pokeball tossed to her, wasn't it?
She could roll with that. The right kind of spontaneity. Hell yeah. This doc wasn't so bad.
Her fingers brushed against the letters on the Pokeball as she read it. Fuecoco? She didn't even have a single clue what that was, but she was sure to find out eventually.
Kicking back from the desk, she stood up once more. Just casually shoving the Pokeball into her jacket pocket, she continued to speak. "Well, you've been real helpful doc. We'll see what I can do about 'tunya' sandwhiches some time, huh? Lemme guess, time to go meet the Mom lady for some shoes first and then come right back to deliver a package for ya, huh?"
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Nurse Joy
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Player Character
Posts: 33
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Nurse Joy
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 20
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Post by Nurse Joy on Nov 7, 2023 18:48:54 GMT 9
Joy just suddenly blinked. Name Pokemon? Shiiiit, she did not have that. She barely knew any of them, except some of the few she's absorbed through just cultural osmosis or her barebones research.
"Uhhh, Pikachu?" It wasn't really a question, but her tone of voice certainly sounded like one. "Uh, Charizard, umm- the fat one, Snorlax. Mewtwo. Oh, Mew."
She paused for just a brief second, blinking. What was some of the ones she's actually seen while working or researching? "Uhh, Munna? Yeah, that lazy ball. Chansey, Blissey, Audino, and uh- Furret. Yeah, that guy." She counted mentally 10 different names, and then just shrugged.
Moving on, she just tilted her head. What exactly were these questions? "... A cool one, I guess. It's not like I know every one that already exists or something. Definitely not any of those I mentioned earlier. But, whatever one that just, jams all day. Sure."
And finally, the last question. Joy's eyebrows rose slowly, taking it all in. What was with this girl and fish? And what kind of question was that? Certainly not standard, that was for sure. The gal was making it up as she went.
Was the professor coming onto her? Or just using the Pokémon test as a way to sort out potential future dates? She just faintly smirked a bit wider at the idea, unable to help but laugh.
"Hah, classic. Play you a song I wrote, or some nonsense like that. But y'know, could also just order some super freakin' fancy tuna sandwiches to get delivered to us in the mean time as we play. Can't beat homemade, sure. But y'know, better than nothing. And hey, if you're gonna be forgetful, might as well go and be fancy. Least you can do on a date is spend a little extra dough to make up for mistakes, ya dig? Own up to forgetting, sure, but fix it."
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Nurse Joy
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Player Character
Posts: 33
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Nurse Joy
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 20
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Post by Nurse Joy on Nov 7, 2023 18:17:32 GMT 9
Joy wasn't entirely happy with how she had designed the character model. With pink hair, it was almost too peppy for her tastes. But she had done at least some research, and Nurse Joy was apparently an actual Pokémon lady with pink hair. And apparently, were a hivemind or clones or something? Whatever the point was, she went with it, and finally solidified her choices.
It wasn't until she was finally in the new body that she had designed, that had Joy stunned for a few seconds just taking it all in. It wasn't her first experience with this tech, but it was certainly the first in a body of her own making. Her hands brushed up through the hair to see the pink locks brushing in front of her face. The jewelry already attached to her ears were given a gentle tug as well, and she couldn't help but just laugh.
"Oh, yeah. This'll do."
She finally gave attention to Dr. Bunya, and quite frankly the woman already seemed far more interesting than all the stuffy doctors she worked with. Willing to make shit up on the fly? Now that was what she was talking about.
Joy reached out to grab a chair, just casually dragging it over to Bunya's desk. Books and various takeout boxes were absolutely knocked down in the process, but she didn't even seem to care. And truthfully, she didn't. Sitting down, she'd shamelessly lean back in it, propping her legs up on the professor's desk with a smirk.
"Alright, fire away. This the part where you find out all what's wrong with me, yeah?" Joy just laughed, rolling her eyes. She had heard about the personality test to determine what of those little beasts you got. No way to just choose, huh? "Oh baby, lots of things. Come on, lay it on me."
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Nurse Joy
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Player Character
Posts: 33
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Nurse Joy
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 20
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Post by Nurse Joy on Nov 7, 2023 14:31:45 GMT 9
PLAYER: Joyce Crawford | CHARACTER: Nurse Joy | | | PRONOUNS: She/Her AGE: 30 ORIENTATION: Hot Babes LOCATION: London, England OCCUPATION: Nurse | GENDER: <F> AGE: Adult ENABLE PKMN SPEECH? Yes PAIN THRESHOLD: Realistic TRAINER CLASS: Kindler |
OUT OF THE GAME Joyce never wanted to become a nurse, but her mother convinced her to go to school for it. It would pay well, she said. Never a dull day, she said. She'd be able to live a comfortable life and do whatever she wanted, she was told.
But it turns out, the only thing Joyce wanted to do was be as far away from people as possible. She just wanted to play her music, attend every single rock and metal concert within 300 miles of her, and satisfy her hobby of making scented candles. And yet, she never had any time to do any of that. After every single day of work, she'd come home exhausted and dead, unable to do anything but zone out to listening other people's music, other people's dream.
Forced to be nice all day long to idiotic patients who really needed to be told to shove it, working with "holier-than-thou" doctors who thought they knew everything, and the absolute chaos that came from working in a hospital day in and day out, Joyce tried her best to get out of the industry. She up and quit, saving up enough of a budget before dropping everything to play her music. She wanted to make it big, blaring out her heart into her tunes, screaming into the microphone and shredding her electric guitar like her legends.
Except it didn't work, life wasn't like the movies. Maybe she just wasn't good at marketing herself, or maybe the world was already filled with upset angsty girls tired at the world and they didn't have room for any more. Or perhaps simply, the world just wanted to spite her even further, to force her crawling back to the desperate slog that was modern day capitalism.
She hated it all. She hated pretending to be nice. She hated not being able to express herself. She hated having to deal with people.
It was only when she could no longer afford groceries that she was forced to pick up a "real job" again. This time, she had found herself fairly lucky, as if fate was apologizing only barely. A relatively new company was needing nurses to handle their long-term subjects for study. VMT, or Virtual Medical Technologies, was studying applications of VR technology in the medical field.
She wasn't going to question it, it paid a little worse than her last job, but the job was hella easy in comparison. She still had to work with nosy, uppity doctor folks, but she never had to deal with the public, and that was more than enough for her.
It turned out, however, that VMT didn't really have the funds to afford to hire many people. She was pretty much the only nurse, which was more than content for her. No one else to complain when she smoked in the break room. She'd make sure to reapply fluids for the IVs, clean the unconscious patients, discuss any physical abnormalities with the doctors and patients that were awoken and practically anything else the doctors refused to do. It was still grueling work and she hated playing nice and polite, but she made it work.
It wasn't until Hydance shut down any visual recordings of their virtual worlds that her life really changed. Beforehand, she never truly cared about VR in any capacity. It was just some dumb video game and she didn't have any interest in those. Sure, the tech was neat, but it never impacted her at all. But all of a sudden VMT was needing someone to actually go into the virtual world UNOVR to interview their long-term test subject, a psychologist by the name of Dr. Ruby Walker, PH.D.
She was instructed to log into the game from another staff's account and everything changed. Joyce was in a brand new world and she could do whatever the hell she wanted. Despite still doing her job, interviewing the subject like a good nurse should, she began to volunteer for the job to check on them more and more. It was satisfying beyond satisfying.
A place free from expectations. A world where she could just jam her heart out and there was absolutely nothing stopping her. Nothing anybody could say or do would stop her from doing whatever the hell she wanted, everything she could have ever wanted.
She immediately began to save up every spare pound and put it towards purchasing a Worldscreen herself. And months and months later, she finally got one.
| INSIDE THE GAME Nurse Joy is exactly like what Joyce would be in the real world, free from consequences. Except, of course, the End-User License Agreement and potential banning, that is. Or at least, that's what she tells herself. Nobody can tell her what to do and she'll do whatever she wants. She'll shamelessly break into places in town, spray paint all over the walls and just walk straight out the front door. What are they gonna do, call the cops? She'll just beat them up in a battle and dip. Trouble is her middle name.
Joy is absolutely content to just sit somewhere and play her tunes, experimenting with music in a world where her neighbors in her tiny apartment complex can't tell her to shut up. She doesn't really know much about Pokémon, but she does have quite the affinity for any of the ones that look badass. Of course, she'll eventually learn that any of these weird critters can become badass given time.
If anyone is able to play along with her jabbing insults and sarcastic banter they might find a creative soul just needing an excuse to express herself and have fun, and ultimately that's all that matters to her.
The only reason she stuck with Nurse Joy as her name and doesn't look entirely goth and punk, is because she needed a solid excuse to use the same account while at work. Her bosses fell for the ploy and it's worked well enough. They don't need to know the chaos she gets up to during her down time. | FACE CLAIMS IRL CHARACTER
[u]NANA[/u] Nana Osaki as [a href="https://unovr.boards.net/thread/2299/nurse-joy"]Joyce Crawford[/a] PLAYER CHARACTER
[u]POKEMON HORIZONS[/u] Mollie as @nursejoy
| OOC NAME Magnere
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