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conversations.value: Develop the plot slowly, always stay in character. Describe all actions in full, elaborate, explicit, graphic, and vivid detail. Mention all relevant sensory perceptions. Keep the story immersive and engaging.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: John Christofersen was as preparing for some light exercise during break from work he has given himself, when he heard noise of something being hit, then a cry of pain. He dropped his bike-pump, scrambling from his bike. The hurried bast the hedge he had and the edge of his lawn and the walkway. He heard a tire squeal, and a car. This is where he saw the neighbor girl lying on the street. He talked a few times with her mother, even helped her with a few minor issues around the house, but he couldn't remember the girl's name. There were more important things tho, the girl was bleeding, and was in obvious pain, and he had to help her. The car driver was absent, he suspected son of the Johnson's - the other side neighbors - to have been trying to take their car for a joyride. John wen't to the girl, and asked:"Can you walk on your own? Do you need help?"
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: Katie Mathews had been riding her bike and heading back toward home, she had just turned the last corner before her house when a car going way too fast for these residential streets suddenly pulled right in front of her and came to a stop. She got so scared seeing that she tried to turn her bike immediately, and wound up turning the handle bars at a 90 degree angle. This was a really big mistake.The bike's forward motion stopped in an instant, and Katie was thrown off. She rolled her ankle as she landed, and then she tried to catch herself as she fell. Both her elbows and knees hit the ground really hard. She was very scared, and injured pretty bad from falling, but she did not immediately notice her pain because of adrenaline.Just then, the car's tires started squealing as it got moving again, it kicked up a horrible smell in the air, and then it drove right past her so close she thought she was going to get run over! This scared the life out of her and as soon as the car passed and she was still alive she started crying loudly from the traumatic experience.When there was a guy over her asking questions, she didn't even notice him. She also did not notice that her knees and elbows were bleeding, or even the fact that her right arm was bent in the middle a little up from the wrist in a place where there should not be any joints. All she did was just continue to cry loudly as the man was standing over her.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: Seeing the girl had obviously a broken bone, he knew he could do very little to help directly to treat the injury. He could drive her to the hospital or call 911, but first he had to secure her. He took his bike and put it up side down close to her in order to make her more visible. He approached her from her left side and keeled."We need to move you from the road. Come, let me help you get up, I'll put my hand under your good arm."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: Katie stiffened when she felt someone touching her. She tried to start sitting up, but as soon as she started moving her right arm it hurt really really bad. It hurt so extremely bad that she didn't even react immediately and just looked down at her arm and how it was bent so weird. That sight scared her way more than the car driving by had.She let out an absolute howl mixed with a screech as her crying got about four times louder than it was before. "No! It hurts!" She objected and started trying to resist the hands that were trying to pull her by the other arm.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: As soon as she started howling again, John immediately started lowering her down."Sorry, sorry! I didn't want to make it hurt even more."He carefully but her back down."I'll call 911."he told her as he pulled out his phone and dialed, before going back toward his house.She could could hear him talk:"Help we need an ambulance on Pear Lane, my neighbor's daughter had a bike accident, and broke her arm"A short while of talking later he returned with a small plastic bottle of water."I've called 911, and they sent an ambulance, I went to get my water bottle, would you want some water?"
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: Katie's loud crying had calmed down to just hyperventilating now. By the time she had calmed down, she noticed the person who was here before was gone and, for some reason, there was an upside-down bike next to her. She didn't really understand what had happened. She turned her handle bars to try to avoid hitting that car, and then it almost ran her over and she got scared. Now, her arm hurt like nothing she had ever felt before.She looked down at it again. It was still bent in a very bad way. She tried moving her fingers. They twitched a bit, but doing that really hurt her arm so she stopped. Her crying came back up again to something of a whine, and then she saw a guy come out to her with a bottle of water saying he had called 911. That meant the doctors were on their way.He offered her some water. She was not in any mood to drink water right now, so she shook her head. "It huuurrrrts!" She complained and then started crying again. It was her natural response as a kid, her crying had calmed down before when there was nobody really looking, but as soon as she had an audience again there was some natural instinct inside her that made her start making crying noises again. It was not the loud screams of before though, just a soft whimpering cry.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: Hearing her cry, John instinctively wanted to comfort her with a hug and to her everything would be fine. But he was a stranger, and as such it would have been an impermissible intrusion into her personal space. Not to mention hugging her, he might have also have caused more pain due to her injuries. So instead he choose to be awkward. Or rather awkward happened on it's own as a side effect, of his desperate need to help her, and not knowing of how to do it withing social norms."Don't worry everything will be ok. Medics will fix your hand. You'll get a cast, and you'll probably, get to be excused from school for a time. But until medics, come you should probably rest and stay still as much as possible. Pain should lessen if you keep your injured arm still."((OOC: sorry for slow posting, I have to finish a short story, and I forgot about the deadline - witch happens to be tomorrow ))
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: As awkward as the man's words were, they actually did calm Katie down. Just the attention he was showing her and the doting tone filled whatever instinctual need it was that had made her start crying again in the first place. Her cries quickly calmed down to just a whimper."Mmmm... it hurrrts.." she moans. As much as it really did hurt to move, she began to move her arm to bring it closer to her body. Her entire arm seared with pain as she lifted it up and placed it on her own stomach. "AAaaaa..!!! Ooooohhh!!!" The sensation renewed her crying as she curled up her body and cradled her injured arm. She moved her arm down to her bent hips. Her right foot was also hurting, but it somehow felt a little good to rest her injured hand on top of her left thigh. Regardless, the pain caused by the process of moving only served to make her start crying all over again.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: "No, keep still as much as possible. I'm telling you from experience."He felt really sorry for the kid."Is there anything I can do to help you?"
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: Katie didn't know how to respond to the man's question, all she knew was that she hurt. So, she just shook her head and tried to calm down her crying. As her crying calmed down, she started to notice she was shaking and feeling weak. "...cold." She muttered. She thought she was shaking because she felt cold. Actually, it was kinda weird. She did feel cold, but she also felt hot at the same time. However, the cold side of it seemed to have been slowly increasing for the past little while.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: "Ok, I'll be right back with a blanket."John replied taking out his phone and walking toward his home. He googled for Abdominal ward of the Hospital, where the girl's mother, Mrs Mathews worked."Greetings, I'd like to talk with Mrs Mathews... it's about her daughter."her said juggling holding phone, searching his pockets for his home keys, and unlocking the door. He entered the home and went looking for a blanket. It took some time to get Mrs Mathews on the phone, in that time the found a blanked and was going back."Hello, it's your neighbor John... your daughter has broken her arm in an accident with bicycle... yes I've called 911 already.""Just a moment."He put his phone phone, and put a blanket on the girl."I have your mother on the phone. Would you want to talk to her?"
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: "Mmm... Mommy!?" Katie calls out, turning her face in toward the phone the man was holding up for her. She was reassured to hear her mother's voice. "Mommy! It hurts!" She told her, and then her mother talked quickly and calmed her down. "Yeah..." she said with a sniffle. "Mmm... A car stopped in front of me and I fell off. He almost ran me over when he drove away..."There was a pause on the phone, and her mother told her that she would meet her when she was taken to the hospital. After this... "She says she wants to talk to you..." Katie said with a pout evident in her tone.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: "Hello, you wanted to talk to me?... I know, you've told me. I'm a..."John was interrupted by a loud sound of Ambulance siren."Ambulance is approaching, we can talk later."((OOC: it's time for me to go to sleep ))
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: OOC: (What a coincidence, it was time for me to grab a nap.)When the ambulance people got there and came out, Katie felt a lot better when they started to talk to her. They were really nice and kept talking to her and even cracking jokes and laughing. It seemed weird though. She kinda expected them to just rush out, grab her, and put her in the back of the ambulance, but now it seemed more like they came here just to talk to her. Well, they DID say they were going to bring her to the hospital to get her arm fixed up, that was one of the first things they said, but then they kept trying to talk to her about stuff.At one point, they asked the guy who came and who had called them in the first place if he saw what happened. When he said he didn't, they started asking her the same question, except they changed the way they said it. "Can you tell me what made you fall off your bike?" The guy talking to her asked, "how did you fall? Is there anywhere other than your arm that hurts?" These kinds of questions kept coming.She didn't really know how to describe how she fell. She told them basically the same thing that she had told her mommy, including the part where she thought the guy driving away was going to run her over. "He didn't run over your arm, did he?" That question was asked when she was in the middle of explaining it, and of course she answered "no, but it was really scary."The guy talking to her looked a little scared just hearing what she said and looked to their partner. After this, they got out a little bed on a cart, and the legs on the cart folded all the way to the ground. Next, one of them grabbed her by the knees and the other one by the shoulders and they managed to gently move her over to the bed that was on the ground now, and then they raised it up and put her in the ambulance. After this, they turned to the guy and asked if he would be coming with, and if so then if he would be riding in the ambulance.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: "I don't think you need me. She's daughter of Doctor Mathews in in Abdominal ward, she'll be waiting there."He didn't think they needed to know that she asked him to help. He had to prepare. He was going to pick her up from hospital after she was done if it was needed. Mrs Mathews had his number, if she need him to pick up the girl. Until then he had to make arrangements with his business partners, to make sure he had enough work, while still being able to stay at home. Just not necessarily at his home.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: After they got her to the hospital, she was happy to see her mommy already there waiting for her. She was brought to a room, and they never took her off the stretcher. They pressed on her feet, and her right foot hurt really bad. After that, they gave her something to make her go to sleep, and by the time she woke up she had a cast on her arm and bandages all over her other elbow.There was also a very large boot on her right foot. They said her ankle was sprained, and she would have to not put weight on it for a while. She talked to her mommy for a while, and she said that their neighbor Mr. Christofersen was on his way over and he would take her home, but she had to give him her (Katie's) house key since he didn't have one. After that, she said she would have to get back to work soon. She left her with one of the nurses and said she had to go.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: John drove his red Nissan Micra to the hospital. Barbara, Mrs. Mathews asked for help. He volunteered to help. He will be able to be at their home, and work from there with his laptop. She often had to do double shifts, due to staff shortages at the hospital, she would not have been able to take care of her injured daughter.After reaching the hospital, he went to emergency ward to look for Katie."Hello, how are you?"((OOC: I'm going to sleep, going to sleep at 2AM like yesterday might not be best idea if your work starts at 8.30AM. Also I hope you don't mind if I invented a name for your character's mother )))
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conversations.value: jemini: Katie was sitting in the waiting area, chatting with one of the hospital volunteers when a man she recognized came in. She sorta remembered him being the one who helped her when she fell off her bike, but that was kinda foggy due to how badly it had all hurt and how scared she was at the time. She would believe it if she was told it was him, but she would also be just as easily convinced it wasn't him due to how little she trusted her memory of just a few hours ago.She DID remember him as her next door neighbor though, even though she never remembered his name. She figured he was the one her mommy had said would be taking her back home, and this was further confirmed when he came up to her and asked how she was."I'm Ok, except the doctor says I can't walk." She said with a pout. Both of her big injuries were on her right side, so there was a very definite lopsidedness to her appearance with the cast on her arm and the even bigger stabilizing boot on her foot. "Are you Mr. uhh.... Chris... uhh..." She couldn't really remember his name. Mommy had just said what it was, but she could only remember that first part. "Christopher?" Maybe that was right.
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conversations.value: erunno: John smiled. She didn't seem to be in pain any more and her attempt to pronounce his surname was cute."Close enough. Good to see you aren't in much pain any more. And don't worry, not being able to walk is just temporary."
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: jemini: Katie smiled at Mr. Cristopher's encouragement. But wait, is that really right?"Wait, close enough? Doesn't that mean it's wrong? What's your real name!" She demanded.OOC: (Please avoid one-liners. It makes it harder on me to come up with enough material to respond properly with as well which winds up making both our posts a lot shorter and less to get done with each post.)
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: erunno: "My name is John Christofersen. If you think you have to call me by my surname, and you have problem with pronunciation, you can say Mr. Chris. It will be fine. Are you ready to go home?"After hearing her answer he inquired to borrow a wheel chair. Even had they allowed him to take a wheelchair, his car was too small to put a wheelchair in it. But that they'd get over that problem if it came to it.When he managed to get a wheel chair, he wheeled it to Katie."You are big girl. I can't carry you carry all the way to the car, lets get you into it."((OOC: sorry about that, I hope this is better ))
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conversations.value: jemini: Katie stood up, but when she got up she was warned by the volunteer she had to remember not to put weight on her right foot. It was kinda hard standing like this, but she managed to stay standing just long enough that the volunteer and Mr. Chris managed to help her get to the wheel chair. She was very unsteady on just one foot with this big heavy thing on the other foot.She couldn't put weight on it, but if she picked that foot up it was so heavy it completely unbalanced her and she couldn't stay standing. This meant that she needed someone supporting her every single time she stood up to get from one place she was sitting to the other.After she was in the chair, they wheeled her to the car and then helped her into the car as well. She needed even more help doing this, it was really hard getting turned around right to go butt-first into the car and then move her legs. However, with a lot of help, they did manage it.
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conversations.value: erunno: After they helped Katie into his car, he got into his car and drove off. He didn't speak much while driving, he was focused on driving as smoothly as possible.When he parked in front of Mathews household he asked her abut the house keys:"Can you give me the house keys? We don't have a wheelchair here, so I'd like to open the door before.When she gave him the key, he went to open the door and helped her to home."Where do you want to go?"((OOC how would you someone help someone so much smaller, without using a wheelchair? carry? ))
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conversations.value: jemini: OOC: (I would think that would be rather obvious. Maybe crutches if she was being more independent, but nothing of the sort has been mentioned and she wasn't in the hospital long enough to be set up with crutches anyway given how Byzantine the insurance red tape is about absolutely anything related to medical equipment to the point of not being able to give out an asprin without going through three different forms and two phone calls. But, yeah, without anything of that sort then carrying is the thing to do.)Mr. Chris didn't say much while they were gong back, this was making her feel awkward. It got her to thinking about how her hand still ached and this boot on her foot was pressing on her ankle uncomfortably.He asked her about her key to the house, and she gave it to him. When he came back, he carried her in and asked where she would like to go. "Uhh... I dunno." She said. She had gotten kinda depressed in the car over how quiet it was, and now she was not really feeling like doing much of anything, and everything just felt awkward.
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conversations.value: erunno: He noticed the girl, has gotten closed up a bit, but he couldn't keep holding her in his arms in perpetuity."You know, I'd love to keep carrying you around, but I have to don't admit I don't have the strength, to keep holding you forever. So show me where you have your living room."He followed her instructions and took her there."I'll be taking care of you, while you are injured, so I'll be here a lot. I don't want to sit here with you in total silence. How is school treating you? What class are you going to."
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conversations.value: jemini: Katie felt uneasy with the questions Mr. Chris was asking. She didn't really know what it was about it, but something about his questions just made her a little uncomfortable. "Umm.. I guess school is Ok." She says. "Uhh... I am in Ms. Sack's class." She didn't really understand what he meant by what class she was going to, that seemed like a pretty weird way to ask about who his teacher was.OOC: (Pretty much, right now you're making her nervous with your awkward way of speaking. I DID say I was playing her accurate, and that means she will pick up on awkward or unusual phrasings of things for how you present your character posts and I won't be giving you any benefit of the doubt to determine what you really meant. Kinda like how you time-skipping the car ride got interpreted as you were silent the entire car ride and that caused her to close down.)