I have to guess at what happened since my last post, but I'm trying to put the pieces together. The TLDR is life came at me way too fucking fast and I kind of forgot about this project. I want to pick it up again, but I don't know when things will be happening or when updates will come. I honestly kind of forgot where in the plot I am, so I'm going to have to re-read everything. And by that I mean re-read my own blog and pray things make sense.
Read More for life events
Since nothing on Tumblr is dated I'm grasping at straws but from my memory the following happened
Got a job that had overnight hours
2. Dog Died
3. Was mercilessly bullied by managers and will never work certain jobs again
4. Finally quit job
5. Took care of my dad until
6. Dad died
7. Got new, very different job
8. Quit job for
9. Got better job
10. Pandemic
11. Uncle developed heart condition
12. Tried dating
13. Dated people who were bad for me
14. Dated someone decent but didn't work out
15. Am now dating someone that might actually be what I need
Wow, a lot has happened. Like I wrote above, I very much want to pick both this blog, and the Awful Hospital comic again, but I'm not even sure what has or hasn't survived the flashpocolyps. I don't even know where I left off. I vaguely remember going on a big rant about a pubic lice picture that might have been funny? I don't even know.
Anyway, if anyone was wondering what happened to me, there you have it.
Last Time: The readers broke Proxy. This time: We go on the hunt for some Sloppy Joe’s.
Page 132:
Okay, so there are a lot of things going on on this page. Let’s start slow and work our way around.
I’m with Proxy on this. It’s wonderful, but like, not in a good way. In a poop my pants terrifying way.
This is an intestine feeding meat into the Sloppy Joe mix? What? Gross. god that sick.
What is this exactly? What is even? I don’t? Um?
Well Bogleech Proxy and Reader Proxy feel very different. I mean, what? Reader Proxy isn’t this trusting. Oh god, is this the Proxy we’re stuck with for the rest of this comic.
Um, You think this could be a trap. This has trap written all over it. There’ s not an official title, but may I offer a few suggestions? Lady Knight Proxy! Maid of Awful Hospital, Proxy! Proxy the Great! Proxy the Lovely! Too much?
Page 133:
It’s like Mo Willems and RL Stine teamed up to create this. What even? How? It’s like a little mechanical bird with a bow tie is throwing up, but instead of it being a pellet, it’s tubes. Are the tubes feeding it? How does this even work?
It’s a Venus Flytrap, but metal.
That’s a really big meat grinder. Why do you even need a grinder that big anyway? What would you even do with one that size? And who is that figure they’re approaching?
I love how sarcastic Bogleech!Proxy is. Just wow.
Humanish figure? Big head? Is it the skeleton? Bloodman? A new person? What is the thing?
Page 134:
She’s so cute! OMG! I want to be her best friend. I have no idea what we’d talk about, other than how freaking adorable she is, but whatever!
Ah! She’s so freaking cute. I love the BBQ Girll.
Don’t be so rude! That was a great pun! Puns are fantastic, and you need to appreciate them more. Alright then, lets get the sandwich and go see what’s behind the fetus door (I think that’s where we were initially trying to go).
Page 135:
Those are really cute pet names. BBQ, stop being so cute! Oh right, we were getting the sloppy joes for the door thing. What does unwell mean? Wait, is the giant grinder Chuck? More fetch questing! Wee!
Bad Acting! Featuring Proxy, the green mother herself! Anyway, why would anyone think a thermometer and an ice pack are going to do anything for the meat grinder which is broken. You need a mechanic it sounds like. I hope Proxy is ready to grab some tools and start fixing, because this is going to be something.
She only has one?
Well than, what are you made of? Matter makes up everything in the universe, organic or otherwise. Gurl, I like you but you are so dumb!
It’s only to be expected that she wouldn’t know how to address a human. You are the only multi-part human here. Also, stop acting like this sweet cinnamon roll is actually a threat. She’s harmless, at least, she seems harmless. Gosh she’s cute.
Page 136:
So we now have locations which are multi-denominational? Like, the hospital is in one dimension, and the hospital is in another, but their planes line up in just the correct way that anyone can hope between the two near effortlessly, so long as their “core” is rooted in one place? How does this even work? This is so cool, but like, we’re never getting an explanation for this, are we?
Okay, now I’m lost. Like, really lost. None of what you are saying is making any sense. I don’t get it.
Okay, now you are starting to make sense. You need us to get a specific thing from the hospital because the rules of the universe demand that you and Hamburger guy stay in your dimension. Okay.
How helpful of you! Well let’s see that list and get to stealth sneaking and stealing. Time to get stuff done!
Page 137:
Oh hey, it’ll be the eyeball looking thing again!
I’m with Proxy on this one. Bleck.
Page 138:
Couple of things wrong with this. First, you need the item for the list to be complete, thus you have failed on the “don’t need” part of this item. Second, that’s oddly specific. What, Proxy couldn’t have just handed over something she’s not using from her inventory?
Page 139:
Well I’m not sure how that’s going to fix anything, but fine, whatever.
Page 140:
A what? From where? Have I just blanked out this thing?
That’s not intense or anything. That not scary at all! That’s perfectly fine or whatever.
Page 141:
Excuse me, could you define existence for me? Do you mean mucus from a creature which no longer lives, or a creature which has gone extinct, or a creature which no longer exists because it has disappeared?
Page 142:
Did everything else just suck or something?
Hunnie, what do you mean superfluous? Nothing that you had us collect should be considered “superfluous.”
Page 143:
The idea of moistness? How the hell do you collect something which is the idea of something. How does that work? You’d have to collect an item which is the idea being described, which does not make it an idea. It makes it a thing. Ideas are not physical, and can not be conveyed in physical forms. Ideas are things which are intangible, and expressed mostly through intangible means, and only when transcribed can become tangible, though at that point I’m not sure if it’s the idea itself, or the things that are helping to convey the idea which are tangible. The idea only beocmes tangible when it becomes something, like a machine. Even then, the machine is not the idea itself, just a physical representation of the idea. You know what, never mind. Let’s move on.
Well what the hell is that thing? It looks like bacteria inside a bacteria, or cells inside of a cell. I mean, what even? That’s so nasty.
I’m with Proxy on this. This sandwich better be the best goddamn thing anyone has ever tasted.
Page 144:
Oh, and this is my best friend, Abomination. Seriously, what the hell? It’s like the world’s most f-ed up dust mite. I mean, what the hell?
You what? I’m sorry, are you implying that you want Proxy to fight that? No! No. no. Please, no.
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Okay, this page in a flash, which I can’t actually get picture of, but it’s so cool. Just wow. Proxy hits with her pointy stick of truth, then the hamburger, and then BBQ Girll goes. It’s great. And then the dust mite spits something at them.
Page 146:
You want me to what? Consider what? How will considering tubes help anything?
I was wrong, and you were right. Can we move on now? I want to finish up this chapter.
Page 147:
You know what? You’re right. That was incredible. I suppose she’s complementing out ability to deal with stuff. That’s good, right?
Heck yeah! Proxy approves of my new best friends. High fives all around!
Page 148:
NO! NO! NO! This has got to bee a mistake. I sharp misunderstanding. Why? Oh god why? My best firends? Why do you betray me like this? Hamburger, you float. Please save Proxy! Please?
Final Thoughts for the Chapter:
Well we know this isn’t actually the end. Like yeah, she’s dead, but like, anytime she dies they just do some surgery on her and she comes back to life. This isn’t a hard reset, and maybe we can go back into the cafeteria and get a sloppy joe for the door. This isn’t the end, and you haven’t seen the last of Proxy.
Awful Hospital Reaction: Holy Chestnuts She’s Back Edition: Pages 120-131
So you know how I said I was coming out of hiatus? Yeah, shit immediately got uncomfortably real. But I’m back now, and in time for Christmas. Last time we resolved the fight between the kidney stone and the other thing (I think it might have been a kidney. This time: We deal with the Cafeteria.
(psst: if you’re new here, add /tagged/JRAH/chrono to see all of my posts in chronological order. Or click the button which says chronological order on the side bar.)
Page 120:
It smells like rotting meat? Gross!
I mean, I guess those kind of look like doors leading to a cafeteria. They look more like a face door with two eyes and a triangle nose. Like a pumpkin, but like, wow. Okay then.
Page 121:
A hospital where patients aren’t allowed in the cafeteria? I thought in the US most patients were restricted to their rooms or the ER, so no going in the cafeteria for them. But maybe that’s a regional/how badly injured are you? thing. So wait, what did Proxy see that interrupted her?
That’s so foul. Oh god. Ew. It’s like the inside of my fridge because I’m really bad at cleaning it out. God. Why?
Hello Hamburger guy! I saw you a while ago, so this is cool. Also order of other reactions. One: are those skeleton heads in the offering tray? Two: Are those intestines? Three: Are those worms, or Parasites? Four: Are those two different types of eyes? Five: Why does the bell look kind of like a breast? What? I’m just crazy aren’t eye? No boobs to be seen here guys.
Proxy’s face. I need to make a compilation of all of my favorite Proxy reactions, because she’s just so great!
Page 122:
Hello Hamburger Man! I would like to purchase a sloppy Joe and could I get a side of Clean Up Your Kitchen? This place is so gross.
Proxy’s wearing a V-neck dress. How is she covering her mouth and nose with it? At this point Proxy, you may as well just bite the bullet and go with it.
Well I guess that’s how she covered her mouth. Go figure.
Proxy, look at what you did. You made it sad! Wait, why is it sad? Does it not get a lot of visitors? I guess not, if the cafeteria smells as bad as implied. But that shouldn’t stop anyone else from going in. Does it offer other kinds of food and is sad that no one wants to try them?
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Who? The hospital staff? Never. Bogleech? Deadly so. The readers? Possibly? You know, I haven’t read though all of the suggestions people throw out to Bogleech, but I’m pretty sure some of them are really dumb because of the things Proxy has contemplated in the past.
Bogleech has a real talent for making characters which should absolutely disgust me, but instead I can’t help but to find completely adorable. Look at this rotting filth. I should be disgusted by the mold. the green rotting meat. The worms and what look like eggs. I should be terrified of the butcher’s ax, and guess what? I’m not. This disgusting little freak is too cute to think is gross and be scared of on the principal of design. I mean, this guy probably has murdery intentions considering the nature of the hospital, but he’s too freaking cute right now.
Proxy wait! Wait girl, slow your roll. Maybe this guy doesn’t want a fight? I mean, yeah, he’s wielding a bloody ax, but that doesn’t mean he actually wants to kill you. Try talking to him first!
Page 124:
See hunie? I told you that this guy did not have murdery intentions. It’s all just been a big misunderstanding.
Also, how do you intend to pay for the Sloppy Joes? I don’t know why I didn’t think about this before, but um, unless you can actually trade something for them, you aren’t going to be getting the food item, I don’t think.
Page 125:
This is the single best suggestion I have ever read. I’m not sure it’s even possible, and Bogleech isn’t going to go with it, but god damn. Seduce all the things I guess.
Okay Guys, how about we respect Proxy’s decision and leave the Hamburger alone?
Wow... uh... those are a lot of suggestions. Jeeze, the fandom is nuts. I love it, and I hope Bogleech doesn’t mind us being bat guano crazy.
The look on her face! Poor Proxy hates her life now. Oh god, why are such cruel people? Poor Proxy. Oh god, does this mean there’s a ton of ProxyxHamburger fanfics floating around? What’s the fandom name for Proxy again? Green Mom? GreenMomxHamburger? I’m not going to go looking just now, but if something’s cannon shipper’s go nuts.
Page 126:
I can’t read your user name, but you are now my hero. I will make a monument in your honor!
Jamaican me crazy? Bogleech, I didn’t know you liked Essie nail polish. Please don’t brag about killing a Kidney Stone’s Mother. Only barely smell like a Wendy’s dumpster? That is not even a complement. Dear god. I’m not even going to make a joke about the last one because kids might be reading this.
Page 127:
Oh no.
I think we insulted him. Oh no. This is very, very, bad. Like really bad. Like the world is gonna end bad.
Don’t do that. No Proxy, you don’t get to do double pistols. You made Hamburger uncomfortable. Now how are we going to get food from him. Proxy you’re so frustrating!
What part of this is awesome to you? You are a sick and twisted monster. I can’t even believe you!
Response to Options:
1) No. No it does not pay very well. It pays pretty poorly actually.
2) It’s a millipede.
3) That’s actually a good question, but kind doesn’t fit here.
4) Not a McDonnald’s pun. God no. God why? Somebody stop this train wreak
Page 128:
The answer is not enough to deal with your crazy. Our crazy? I mean I’m part of the fandom now, but like, I played no part in making these decisions.
Why indeed my friends? The only sensible option is two, but knowing the fandom, it’s going to be option one or four. Maybe three if enough people are bee obsessed.
Page 129:
That is so satisfying! I actually feel a lot better know that Proxy has done that! Way to go Proxy!
Page 130:
Hey man, I feel you. Sometimes you just gotta do things on your own, and hope it turns out for the best. Sometimes you need to ignore what other people think is going to make your work better and just do something that makes you happy. Fans are important, but if they want your story to go somewhere you don’t want it to, then you have tell them like it is. I actually can’t tell if this is Bogleech making a joke, or genuine frustration. I feel so bad for him.
Page 131:
Oh gosh, he was serious. Guys, I think we actually hurt Bogleech. Oh god, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t even part the fandom at this time, but by extension of reading this I’m so sorry Bogleech. We went way too far, and I can only hope you forgive us!
I do love this picture though. I love how the Hamburger dude is like “Doo-Dee-Doo. Laa-Dee-Laa. Going to work like a normal being.” And Proxy’s like, “I’m watching you rude people!”
Oh maybe he smells better because you’ve gotten use to it?
Chapter Thoughts:
I think Bogleech has decided to go rouge. I am so sorry dude! What have we done? Also, I feel like Proxy is about to be lost to me forever. Excuse me a moment while I mourn the loss of Reader!Proxy.
Proxy (aka green mom) ended up in a hospital because her son was sick, and the staff also thought she was sick. Her son is potentially dead, though that’s just my theory, and Proxy is on the hunt to find him. She has died twice and had two surgery, riving after each one. Right now she needs to get something from the cafeteria for another guy so that she can get the pass code to get to the infants wing so that she can go see her son. On the way to the cafeteria she was attacked by a polyp. Time to end that fight.
Page 118:
Don’t just attack something when it’s gaurd is down! That’s what jerks do! Don’t be a jerk! The far kinder thing to do is capture it while it’s not looking at you. Put it in the bag Proxy!
Is the stone... fencing? I think it is. Good job stone! Way to wack it around!
You’re darn tootin’ he got you. He got you so good! You should be bleeding unidentifiable liquids from your polyp-y body! You are going to die now! Die!
W-Wait! What? Why are you laughing? Are you two actually friends and nobody thought to say anything to Proxy? Really? Of course! Why wouldn’t I immediately come to that conclusion?
God, what are you two? Dogs? Also:
I’m in love with all of Proxy’s facial reactions, but I think this might be my favorite.
Because of course they were. Children! *eye-roll*
Page 119:
You never had a choice Proxy. You were going to take the sweet little baby with you whether you really wanted to or not. It’s okay. You’ll figure everything out.
Oh don’t make that face, you know you wouldn’t change one thing about this if given the choice.
Okay, inventory check. We have a sharp spikey stick, a kidney stone, a dangerous organ in a box, a cupcake from blood stain, an out of order note, a rubber duck, and the polyp. The only defensive items we have are the stick, the stone, and maybe the dangerous organ. If we sic it our enemy do you think it’ll do anything?
Final Thoughts:
Well, I’m glad we got that taken care of. Next time: we begin a new arc! See you then!
Your Future Hinges Upon This Fight (AKA I’m gearing up for some real action)
So as I have stated before I recently had a computer death, and that got in the way of updating this blog because I had to switch from my preferred computer to one that I despise. Well, I’ve come to the conclusion that the computer situation isn’t changing, so here’s where we’re going with this blog:
IT’S THE END OF THE HIATUS GUYS!
UPDATES:
Saturday/Sunday and with any luck it will be around noon pacific that these updates go up, but honestly if it goes up during daylight hours we’re doing good.
I just want to give a quick thank you to anyone who is still following this blog and has been hopeful for me leaving hiatus to start uploading again. It’s been a longer break than I thought it would be, but goddammit we’re going to do this!
Do you remember that thing I said I didn’t want to do. Call it going on hiatus? Guess what? I have to go on hiatus after all. The computer I normally work on has gone defunct, and I’m hate the computer I’m currently working on. Plus I have camp nano coming up soon, and I’ll be working on a story for that. I feel awful that I have to take a long break, but I figured there isn’t a point to doing weekly personal-ish posts when I can’t intersperse them with actual reaction stuff. Just figured I’d let you all know what’s going on.
Wow, I’ve got a lot on my plate. Look at that, I’ve got a knitting project, two crochet projects, my reaction blog, my writing blog, and wow, there’s the sims 3. I also have dog to take care of. Oh, and I’m watching sailor moon, and I have about fourteen episodes to re-watch because I’m going to review all the episodes I watch of sailor moon and make videos for it. Cause I didn’t watch sailor moon as a child. And wow, now that I’m out of school for the summer I don’t feel so awesome. How do I fill my life with some sort of purpose?
Anyway, I am not giving up on my reaction blog, and I don’t want to go on a hiatus, it’s just hard motivating myself to update my reaction blog when I’ve got other stuff I should do. I promise I’ll be updating soon, I’m just a little busy right now. I’m making the promise that I’m going to update something once a week, even if it’s not a reaction post, just so that I keep this active. I promise I’m not going on hiatus, since I don’t want to. I’m just not motivated right now, so everything feels forced and stupid. Bluhh.
I have literally not worked on this for the past week or so. *Tugs collar uncomfortably* Oops. I could have sworn I updated sooner. Last time: we wandered into the office of a very human looking doctor. This time, we ask the other human questions.
Page 111:
Sounds like a fantastic idea.
Creepy smile. Not good. Makes him seem a little... icky. If a guy smiled at my kid like that I’d punch them for it.
Not a very good one. Dr. Man? More like Captain obvious.
That doesn’t rule out that this is all in Proxy’s mind though. And how do we know he’s not lying anyway? Of course he wouldn’t want Proxy to think she’s in another dimension.
Did you walk here from Virginia, or did you walk here from you’re house? Is the hospital set in an alternate version of Virginia?
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Good Plan Proxy! Excellent decision!
Perception range again. Do we just see the hospital as being nasty because we don’t see the right version of it? Like we’re in zone 1 of our perception, but at higher zones the hospital is much cleaner looking, or makes more sense? This is one of those things I waved away with my hand at the start, like oh, just more hospibabble. No, it is not babble. It is actually pertinent information. Great!
Shifting zones without entanglement? What? Is he going to make it so that the hospital seems cleaner to us? Or are we too high up in the perception zone, so we need to be shifted down the zone so that the hospital seems better?
My question exactly!
Read: It’s the most important thing ever, but you don’t get to hear about it from me because I’m lazy.
Seriously? It sounds like very serious business, and you won’t even tell us what’s going on? Doctors act as teachers all the freaking time! The road to doctor-ness includes a training period as an “intern” to the hospital where you’re learning through other doctors, because you need practical experience.
THEN HOW DID YOU GET HERE? You can’t walk to the hospital if there isn’t a way to get inside! Forget it Proxy, he’s clearly too old to function. He’s got Alzheimer or something. Just back out of the door and pray you’re not crazy.
Stunted core? Oh no, you are not wiggling out of this! We’re sick? How? With what? I don’t think you should have told us that the medical staff is venerable. Are we the ones who are sick, or is it our son? As a child of an abusive parent, I don’t want to suspect someone I like (Proxy) of hurting her son, but are we sure she hasn’t? Maybe she’s here because she needs psychological help, because she realized what she was doing was wrong. At the same time, this is the shoddiest hospital I’ve ever seen. I don’t think medications mess up your mind quite this much. In any case, we should work on convincing the doctors to discharge us. I wonder what that involves? Probably becoming literal discharge. I know this webcomic well enough by now to know that’s what it’s going to be.
Oh, we that’s unfotuna- wait. Tube-zoner? Do zones refer to the levels of organization? I mean, I’ve never considered “tube” as a level of organization, but it’s a system of tubes, thus could be considered a level of organization. Since Proxy is supposedly human, she comes from that zone. Range is generalized term. Like American is a generalization of the people who live in the USA. This is so epic. I really hope I just figured it out, because otherwise this is going to come back to haunt me.
Optimism never did anyone any good you know. I mean, yeah, I’m an optimist, but this is a little out there for optimism. We might like the flan. I can firmly say that anything that comes out of this hospital in the way of food is going to make us sick. It’ll be just like the epic enchilada ef-up of 2016.
Because that’s not terrifying or anything.
Okay, first off, elephantine gherkin? What? Google, what is this madness? Oh, no, I just had a stupid moment, as I’m prone to do. Elephantine, as in elephant like. Gherkin as in pickle. Giant pickle. I’m just stupid. Don’t mind me. Second off, why would you stick little beings with basically no immune system with spores. That’s a terrible Idea!
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Okay, he’s the thing though. This is a HOSPITAL. There are many fields of being a doctor. I can understand that a neurosurgeon won’t know how to treat an octopus. Leave that to a specific branch of veterinary care. My question is why a HOSPITAL wouldn’t have someone working in pediatrics? You have a wing for the pediatric center, why don’t you have anyone who specializes in pediatrics?
Who were they healed by then? Miracles? Medical miracle don’t really happen. Unless you mean the miracle of life. Cause that happens very frequently.
Either Proxy’s son is really sick, or Proxy is abusive. Oh god, why? I almost want to hope her son is very sick, and that Proxy isn’t abusive, but hoping for either is really shitty. I’m a horrible person.
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What? Okay, why not? Lighten the mood, even if you can’t lighten anything else.
Ahhh, Proxy’s so freaking cute. Wait... did the door always look like that? Yes, I’m just crazy.
Because it’s a creepy duck. Whatever.
Page 115:
Oh that sounds so nasty. Oh eww. Why would you describe the sound. I’m about to gag. Thank you so much Bogleech.
Oh gross. Oh god why? Leave me the hell alone.
GET THE HELL AWAY FROM MY INTESTINE!
Final thoughts of the day:
Well, that certainly was a lot of information. We sort of have an idea of what head trasfusioning is, i guess. We know more about these zones and ranges, I guess. We also know exactly where our son is, and have an objective for what to do after we break him out. Well for now that’s it. I’ll see you later ~
Last time, we checked the exit, and had quite a fright. This time, we continue checking doors. Let’s not waste any time and dive right in!
Page 104:
Well then! Hello Mr. Eyball! Have you come to lead me to the crazy? Maybe I’ve just stumbled upon the crazy, and you’re welcoming me to it.
To be fair, if I were Proxy, I’d look at the door the same way.
Don’t remind me!
Page 105:
I guess we’re not going to have any pretenses that this doesn’t end in blood and death.
Is this where that spinal column got that stuff to sell? Is he in there right now?
I’m sure you are “interesting” up close.
Don’t Encourage this sort of behavior!
Page 106:
Is that a bug? Why?
Meatycakes? That’s really rude! Also, no, I don’t suppose we see anything we like. Fell good about that, sir? Do you like that we can’t see anything we like?
And now I want to see a meatkind strife specibus. Does the kid just pull out a ham shoulder and go to town on imps with it by beating them to death? Maybe they pull out a steak and throw it far away from them, thus allowing for escape. Suffocation by sausage links? So ridiculous, but so funny! I said I was going to stop inserting things related to homestuck in here. I am trash!
Excuse me? I’m meat? I’m more than just a piece of meat I’ll have you know!
What's this you've said to me, my good friend? Ill have you know I graduated top of my class in conflict resolution, and I’ve been involved in numerous friendly discussions, and I have over 300 confirmed friends. I am trained in polite discussions and I'm the top mediator in the entire neighborhood. You are worth more to me than just another target. I hope we will come to have a friendship never before seen on this Earth. Don't you think you might be hurting someone's feelings saying that over the internet? Think about it, my friend. As we speak I am contacting my good friends across the USA and your P.O. box is being traced right now so you better prepare for the greeting cards, friend. The greeting cards that help you with your hate. You should look forward to it, friend. I can be anywhere, anytime for you, and I can calm you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my chess set. Not only am I extensively trained in conflict resolution, but I have access to the entire group of my friends and I will use them to their full extent to start our new friendship. If only you could have known what kindness and love your little comment was about to bring you, maybe you would have reached out sooner. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now we get to start a new friendship, you unique person. I will give you gifts and you might have a hard time keeping up. You're finally living, friend.
Where was I?
Oh poop!
Who wants some hot dog on a me?
Cue the twilight zone music!
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Yeah! You tell them Proxy!
I seriously doubt anything in this hospital is delicious. Wait a sec...
Sloppy joe?
On a Previous Page:
Oh dear!
Back on Page 107:
I don’t think you can feed doors like an animal. Mostly because doors aren’t fed by anything normally.
Page 108:
Well that didn’t come from no where or anything.
That is a delusion of grandeur my friend. The sanest thing here is probably the spleen from earlier.
Page 109:
This is a megaman reference waiting to happen. That, or it’s a reference to Dr. Mario again.
Well then. I guess it’s a megaman reference.
Page 110:
Something about this is going to go horribly. I just know it!
Boris who? A quick image search informed me that he’s the guy who played Frankenstein’s Monster in the black and white films (which are the best films). Cool beans.
Today’s Final Thoughts:
Now I’m curious about how this is supposed to go. Is Dr. Man supposed to be like Dr. Frankenstein, or something? I’m very, very curious now. Well I guess I’ll be seeing you later ~
Last time, we checked the exit. This time, we’re going to finish checking the exit. Let’s just dive right in.
Exit 3:
Something’s going to pop out now. I just know it. It’s going to suck, and suck hard. I will scream and jump away from the screen.
Exit 4:
That is an odd angle for a light fixture to be attached to the wall.
Exit 5:
I’m actually getting suspicious about this zoom out now. Why are we zooming out?
Exit 6:
I’d accuse Bogleech of giving us an establishing shot, but we’ve already established this place lives in the abyss.
Exit 7:
Seriously, what’s going on?
Exit 8:
Okay, lots of scrolling on this page. Let’s have fun with it.
WHAT IS THAT? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? OH GOD WHY? WHYYYYYY? OH MY GOD IS IT EATING THOSE THINGS? OH GOD, WHAT HAPPENED TO THOSE FROGS? FOR SOME REASON I GET THE FEELING ANDREW HUSSIE AND BOGLEECH WOULD BE BEST FRIENDS IRL OR THEY ARE SOMEHOW THE SAME PERSON EVEN THOUGH THERE IS EVIDENCE DISPROVING THAT!
WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING? AHHHHHH!
WHY CAN’T I STOP SCREAMING? OH GOD THIS IS HORRIFIC! OH MY GOD WHY?
Actually, that’s kind of funny.
Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
Come on, shake your body baby, do the conga
I know you can't control yourself any longer
- Gloria Estefan
You know what, no. No more to this page. Everything else looks like badly drawn perverts. I’m done with this page Let’s move on.
Final Thoughts of the Day:
Well wasn’t that exciting. I hope we never see that agian. Suddenly, I think the hospital is the safest place for Proxy and her Baby. Yeah, they don’t get treated well, but it’s better than whatever the hell that was! I guess I’ll be seeing you all later ~
Alright, I’m excited for it, your excited for it, let’s get it started. Time for more reacting to awful hospital!
Page 101:
Well then. Let’s see what’s in the door.
Page 102:
And indoor garden? I wouldn’t have expected that in a hospital. Do most American hospitals have indoor gardens? When I lived in Asia we didn’t get indoor gardens. We got the sound of crying children at the dentists which scared the crap out of me. I had to get some of my teeth capped, and I distinctly remember crying not because it hurt, but because I was scared out of my mind because of all the other kids screaming in pain. It was the worst experience ever. Sorry, we were dealing with indoor gardens.
Of course it’s out of order. Why would you expect anything else? I say give that exit a try anyway.
Well, I like the addition of the rubber duck.
Page 103:
As much as I want this to be the exit, it’s not going to be the exit. It’s probably the abyss, the inside of a computer screen (how meta), or the inside of Proxy’s own mind. It does not lead to anything I’m quite sure.
I hope the door is still behind us, and we can run to that.
Exit (Since that’s what the page is labeled as:
Was I expecting something else? There was no floor, but I guess there is a ceiling? What if gravity inverts as you step outside of the door? So that you’re walking on the ceiling?
Exit 2:
Yeah, I’d back away like that too if I were you.
Today’s Final Thoughts:
I’m only sort of glad the exit didn’t work. I’m glad that we get to see more of the comic, but sad because Proxy is still stuck. I hope she get’s unstuck soon. Well I guess I’ll be seeing you later ~
At first I wasn’t so sure I wanted to continue. I was so distraught about Proxy dying that I almost said no to finishing, but it’s only 500 and some change pages, and it wouldn’t be fair of me to not continue, so I guess I’m going to continue. Apparently we’re going to explore the west wing. Oh goodie!
Page 87:
I feel bad for whoever Tori is operating on. They are going to wake up extra confused.
Page 88:
I have started screaming in confusion and joy. I suppose this comic should make me scream continuously. Oh man, I thought Proxy was actually dead. Now I’ll know better. I wonder if this means nose is actually dead.
Page 89:
Something is amiss. You got your neck snaped, and your brain is very likely damaged. How do you not have a headache? But oh hey, gift from a friend!
Aww, bloodstain does care. Not enough to not date the thing that killed Proxy, but he does care. Also, I didn’t know skeleton x-ray was a girl. Well I guess you learn something new everyday.
Page 90:
I shouldn’t have gotten my hopes up. Poor thing!
Page 91:
What an incredibly successful, and useful suggestion! Then we will know where we have, and have not been, and where we would like to visit again.
Plot your next move? Hahaha. Oh, that wasn’t a joke. Okay then. I’m glad those used pencils are going to come in hand. It’s nice to see you being so resourceful.
This is just the most adorable thing ever. Wow! Proxy, you’re art so good!
Page 92:
Well, okay then. I would say I wouldn’t do the same thing, but I probably would. We need to get that damn code for the door so we can go save our baby!
I wonder if she pronounces that dj-oh or dj-oh-ie. I guess this means Zoe won’t bother us for snooping after the Doctor leaves.
Page 93:
This can only go well! Maybe you should pretend you have an appointment with the doctor? You are the green thing after all.
Proxy the goof everyone! No one is going to believe your innocent witht hat face sweetie.
You don’t say?
If it hasn’t noticed you, maybe you should leave it alone? It doesn’t seem like it’s going to bother you anytime soon at any rate.
Page 94:
Zoe is a petri dish. Look at those bacteria she’s growing! Seriously, the long yellow one is probably e-coli, the blue looks familiar, but I don’t know what it is, the pink also looks familiar-ish. The red is acutally a dead ringer for pollen. How curious.
I guess the pollen is it’s eye? Whatever.
Your... friend? Proxy, you are really, really bad at acting. You are even worse at lying if that can be believed. Also, why did I expect anything other than flippant disregard.
Of course Dr. Phage is the only one who knows how to unlock the door, and of course we need it. Also, I don’t know why I keep expecting Zoe to look at us. She clearly has no eye.
New character? I hope so! Maybe one Proxy will feel comfortable talking to. Unless Bloodstain, and the x-ray girl are having a date in that room. Then we should probably go.
Page 95:
Yes, that sounds like the perfect idea.
Maybe that’s the way we should go next? It would make sense, wouldn’t it?
Page 96:
Normally I’d say that there’s no way that would work, but this is awful hospital. Of course it’ll work.
I would be surprised, but I don’t think there’s a reason to be. I mean, yeah, it’s weird that it knows what we were thinking, making it omniscient, but other than that this is completely normal.
Also...
Look at those doors and tell me he’s not a complete cutie pie. Look at him! He’s so freaking cute!
I love that Proxy looks scared out of her mind but the door looks too happy to care. I mean, I’d probably react the same way as Proxy if this were real life, but this is Proxy’s lucid dream. Expect the unexpected girl.
Character portrait should be screaming Proxy. You know it, I know it, we all know it. Also, please calm down Proxy, I do want to know what the door creature has to say.
Page 97:
Somehow I doubt that doors. I doubt that very much.
Does that mean the double doors lead to the cafeteria? Why doesn’t... oh. If this is the state of the hospital, imagine the state of the cafeteria. I guess even the staff here don’t want to get sick and/or die.
A hiccup? What?
How about we go with the or something door.
Well that’s not... entirely wrong. I mean, the liver is the organ that is the main source of cleaning blood. Blood goes everywhere, including to the brain. Some of the the things blood carries get transferred to the brain, like hormones produced in the testes/ovaries. Those hormones can affect the way we think or do things. We don’t normally think of our reproductive organs as being part of the thinking process, but they sort of are (and not just in a horn dog way). I mean, the liver’s main job is to filter blood, which takes alcohol, and drugs out of your blood, but it also cleans blood. I can’t imagine what would happen to the brain if the liver stopped functioning. There’s a reason why we need transplants of that.
Of course the metal door would be a jerk. Also, finally, we’re about to get the answer to a long awaited question. what is trasfusionating? I initially categorized it under hospibabble, but I don’t think that was right.
Penis! That is what you are doors. A big phallic symbol!
I guess the doors have Tourette’s Syndrome? It makes as much sense as anything else.
Isaac? From children of the corn, of course, is that you? Suddenly these doors are a lot more awesome. Seriously, this was potentially John Franklin’s best performance ever.
[Isaac has been sacrificed to He Who Walks Behind the Rows, who has sent him back again]
Isaac: Malachai! He wants you too, Malachai. He wants you too!
The delivery of that. Pure gold.
Yeah, I don’t think we’re getting anything out of him for a while.
You’re ability to sarcasm has earned you a level up. You are now “Prominently Sassy” and earn an extra ten paints in the field “Please, do go on.” Congratulations for this momentous occasion.
Page 98:
It does, doesn’t it?
This can only end well.
Page 99:
Wait, what? We’re at intermission? Oh thank god. I was beginning to think that would never happen. Also, I’m a little surprised that this wasn’t planned to be as huge as it’s going to be. It’s over 500 pages. That’s a lot of work. And time. And effort. Dang dude, you really want us to keep loving this story.
Well then. I think I’ve had this happen to me before on my prompt blog. I started writing what I wanted to be a little drabble, and instead it’s a novel. Yeah, don’t know how that happened.
Yowza! That sounds both awesome and incredibly painful. Everyone needs to take a break once in a while. Or they get burnt out. How will you fight burn out today?
Here’s the thing, and I know, it’s an incredibly suckey thing, money is only a motivator for menial tasks. This work, that you put into the web comic is not a menial task. You deserve more recognition than money. At the same time, if you plan on quitting your job so that you can focus on Awful Hospital, you need that patreon account. The world is just too cruel!
I can think of no better image for the plug your about to pull, an hard.
Poor Proxy. She looks so uncomfortable. Also wow. Tori. You looking really good without all those clothes. Tell me, is it 100% all natural?
*Get’s slapped*
Page 100:
So here’s the thing. It’s all fan art. I expect that if bogleech didn’t like me making a reaction blog to his work which included his pictures and his content, he’d tell me. There’s a lot of fan art. It’s pretty good fan art too. To be quite frank, I don’t want to wake up one morning and see that a bunch of people are mad at me because I used their fan art. And there’s so much, making reactions to it all would be more work than I want to do. It’s not even cannon art! Instead of having me react to it, I highly recommend you look at this page yourself. Seriously, go take a look. There’s so much good stuff here, and made by so many people. Please, take a look at the hundredth page yourself.
Today’s Final Thoughts:
I can’t wait to finish seeing what’s behind the white door. I’m glad we got a quick intermission though. Reacting is some tiring work, and it takes a long while, as the lack of updates has probably shown. I am going to keep reading though, and I am going to keep reacting. I think I have a plan ready to go in order to keep the blog alive, so don’t worry about updates for now. Just know that I think I’ve got a solution to my updating issue! I guess on that note I’ll be seeing you late ~
Question that is Sort of Related to Reacting to Awful Hospital
For those of you who follow me, I’m very curious about something. Do you prefer when I update this blog with a part of a chapter done, like with the kidney stones, or when I do five to ten page updates? The five to ten page updates take a lot less time, which means I can update daily, while the whole parts take more time, but have more “content.” My ask box should be open, so please let me know what you think there.
Last time, we entered the Laboratory, and got a couple of pamphlets (Or not). This time, we finish up exploring the Laboratory, and I hope we finally find out what’s in Proxy’s chest.
Page 76:
So many things, so little time. Where to start?
The hell is that thing? Why did someone draw a picture of Dr. Phage with hearts around him and in the sun? I doubt the thing that drew this even knows what a sun is. Oh god, Nose gave that to Dr. Phage, didn’t he. My poor sweet friend. You will be missed.
That poor rat. I feel so bad for it. It didn’t deserve whatever the fuck these creeps have done to it. Consider my opinion of whether or not it’s okay for scientists to use chicken eggs to learn more about dinosaurs okay or not. It’s not okay if it’s at all comparable to this. It probably is.
Well, that’s a goofy looking thing. It’s probably still alive and everything. Cool.
Question, what is that? Is that supposed to be a joke. No one is laughing. We’re actually puking a little. God that’s nasty.
That’s an understatement. It probably smells like decomposing alien body. Okay, it’s time to move on. I just gagged in my mouth. Gross.
Page 77:
This isn’t the sort of thing you want to get messy, and make mistakes with. Finding out what was dropped in Proxy’s chest is my number one priority right now, but I do want to get an explanation for some of the things in the room. Let’s get started on those observations.
That explains so much.
Okay... I guess it’s a snack that vaguely looks like lilleep then. Actually, I remember my friend saying something about how Bogleech is kind of into Pokemon. I guess the Lileep thing was intentional.
Well that’s random.
I’m getting nauseous just thinking about it.
Page 78:
This seems like a really bad idea. Just saying.
Oh hey, it’s the fetus in a bag we saw earlier. In the poster. Yeah. How are you doing fetus in a bag? Not well? You’re attacking us because you’re hungry, so I’d say you’re not doing so well. I’m sorry to hear that.
Suppressing urge to gag.
Page 79:
Maybe Proxy should run behind the x-ray machine and trick it into following her, and then fry it with the machine?
Page 80:
Eww. That is so gross.
Page 81:
Do you hear that? It’s the laughter of Satan.
I pray we never see it again.
Page 82:
It’s not going to be worth it. Trust me, it won’t.
That wasn’t even worth it! This hospital is the worst! Making us fight a blood bag for a no good, lazy, rotten apple!
I’m getting flashbacks to item names in Xenoblade Chronicles.
Page 83:
Oh no! He’s going to find Proxy in there! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!
What’s with the Psycho-ducks? Why are they green? Why do I bother questioning anything in this game?
What? I’m sorry, what? How confused is this doctor anyway? Already in lab? You can’t already be in there unless you have a time turner, for time traveling powers. You can not be in two places at once otherwise. At least, I don’t think you can. This comic is going to wreck me.
Page 84:
Well, that is what lab rodents are for. Just saying. Stop throwing tomatoes at me, you know it’s true!
Oh boy! Here we go! What’s in Proxy’s chest!
Page 85:
Before we see what it is for real, I feel the need to inform anyone reading this what I think is in Proxy’s chest. I think it’s an old fashioned pin that has a backing to it. Like from the 80′s or so. I mean, you can still find pins with those sort of backings, but I don’t think their very easy to find.
Well I lost that one. It’s a name card. It’s a plastic name card. Probably for that nurse who operated on us earlier. The one that looked like a mess of veins. I don’t really understand how you lose that in someone’s chest, but here we are wheel.
Oh, she’s the head of surgery. Well that makes everything better doesn’t it? Jeez. Poor Proxy. Hopefully that card isn’t doing too much damage.
I find myself pondering the very same question. I hope they know what a big fat lawsuit looks like!
Page 86:
Doesn’t Proxy just have the best facial reactions? Aren’t they just the best?
Also, unless there’s another human back there, the x-ray machine should have gone black again. Right? Oh dear. This seems dreadful.
Hello panic my old friend. I’ve come to talk with you again!
Stop looking at me like that. You make look cute and cuddly, but I know the secrets that you keep. I know how badly this is going to go. We’re screwed. I just know it.
NO! FUCK YOU IN THE ASS! PROXY CAN’T DIE HERE YOU FUCK UP! PROXY! NO! YOU CAN’T BE DEAD! WHY WOULD BOGLEECH DO THIS TO US? PROXY! I’M LITERALLY FLIPPING TABLES OVER HERE. OH MY GOD! PROXY’S DEAD! THAT’S IT, GO HOME! THERE’S NOTHING MORE TO SEE HERE!
Today’s final thoughts:
PROXY CAN’T BE DEAD! SHE JUST CAN’T! RAAAAAAAAH!
Sorry for the freak out, but seriously, what? Proxy can’t be dead just like that! She fought so hard to get here. I hope the skeleton isn’t actually a bad guy, cause he’s a cute little thing. I’m emotionally hurt. I want to continue, but I should stop for right now. I guess I’ll be seeing you all later ~
Good afternoon! Today, we have a massive update in store. 20 whole pages! I looked on Bogleech’s archive and noticed that we’re almost done with the Fetch Quest section, and the Kidney Stones isn’t that long, so let’s do both! Woo!
Page 51:
Oh trust me, that stomach doesn’t need anymore pills.
Oh, what is it it, Runny Nose? Do you need someone to wipe the mucus off your eyes? I guess I can do that for you, if you really need it. I don’t like seeing my friends suffer and all.
You are perfect, Nose! You are a precious cinnamon bun, too perfect for this world. You are a god among men. Bless you, Nose! Bless you!
Don’t cry Proxy! Well, those are happy/hopeful tears, so I will allow it. Also, do you have that gown on backwards? Look at the opening. What? And I know she’s supposed to be looking over her shoulder, but it looks like she’s spun her head around a full 180, which humans can not do. Stop it Jeanne, let Proxy and Nose have a moment.
Page 52:
Or maybe you should help them, because that’s the nice thing to do? You ever think of that? Nice people help their friends Proxy. Be a nice friend. Help the other patients!
No! Proxy, stop feeding this things addiction. It’s not good!
How? It’s not like it has hands or anything, so how did it open the bottle? It’s kind of like how do My Little Pony’s open anything? Obviously they’ve discovered magnetism, and how to use it. No such luck for Barf here.
I just puked a little in my mouth. That is so gross!
Page 53:
Okay? What did you need to go in there for?
Okay, that’s a good reason. Why are stomach’s so gross? Just, eww!
I’m glad you’re still wearing those gloves. I didn’t forget about those! I’m a little surprised the nurse/surgeon thing didn’t take them off you, but then when do they ever care about what Proxy’s wearing?
Instant what? Plasmodiidae? Is that some sort of blood disease? If I’m understanding how context clues work, it’ll be some sort of parasite. Are we giving that to spleen? I don’t think he’d like that very much. He doesn’t seem to like much of anything. But of all the characters in this web-comic, outside of Proxy, he really is my favorite.
Page 54:
I guess I do understand context clues, because Malaria is caused by a parasite. I don’t know how it affects the spleen though. I don’t think spleen’s going to like this though.
Yeah, Proxy. You know how I feel right now. Don’t get me wrong, I’m jazzed about updating, that’s not an issue. It’s that this is the first thing I do when I get up, and Proxy right now looks how I feel when I get up to do this.
Proxy, you didn’t. He was being nice Proxy! He said we were nice, and maybe he’s a cynical cod piece, but he was being nice! Proxy, what did you do?
PROXY! You are such a bad girl! No treats for you! You can’t just throw things at Spleen! He’s literally made of tissues that have been soaked with blood! I don’t care what he said to you, murder is not acceptable!
See Proxy, this is why you shouldn’t be a dick to Spleens! Now you have to run and hide! So go do that, run and hide!
Page 55:
I really hope Spleen didn’t see where Proxy went. I really, really hope Proxy doesn’t get caught again. That would suck horribly!
Oh Poop! She sees us! She know’s we’re out of bed. This is the end for us!
What? No really, what? She what? *Progressively screams what louder*
Ahem, Let’s continue. I’m good now.
Page 56:
Oh no. Nononononononono! What did you almost impale yourself on Proxy! You need to be more careful girl, or you could end up seriously injured and die in this hospital!
Well then. I guess you’re not getting out any time soon. Maybe you should go back to your room and wait for the nurse to leave? Then maybe you can go?
Page 57:
The heck was that! I’m going to nope on out of here. Nopenopenope!
Page 58:
Oh no! Oh god, poor nose. He was so nice to us. Why is everything that is nice to us leave us!
Page 59:
Oh no. Don’t do it Proxy! This has bad mojo written all over it!
Oh no. No! Please no! Don’t!
What the hell is that thing! Oh why, why, why? Someone help me deal with this feelings. It looks so cool, but also very terrifying! Is this how people felt about Darth Vader when then saw him for the first time?
*Sobs uncontrollably* Not Nose! I mean, i didn’t like him that much, but I didn’t want him to die! I hurt! I hurt!
Oh poop! Reality of the situation kicking back in. We’re screwed! We’re screwed! We are so screwed! Proxy you need to run, and you need to run fast. It doesn’t matter that the staff are horrible, you need to run, and never come back!
Page 60:
That is what I would suggest. Run now. Now, damn it! Why aren’t my legs moving! Oh right, I’m not Proxy. Proxy get to running girl!
It’s too late. We can’t escape it. Can’t escape it. We’re doomed!
Page 61:
You can’t. Save the children! You can’t.
Oh good job, Proxy. Well on there. Oh, in my culture we’re all raised by our uncles, so I assumed that male picking you up from school was your uncle. Yeah, that doesn’t make it any less of a social faux pas!
Someone stop me! I’m about to get Molly Weasely on this hooker! No one threatens a mother with the torture of their child like that! NO ONE!
I’m just going to hide in the corner hoping you can’t see me. After all, if I can’t see you, you can’t see me, right? *cries*
Page 62:
Oh dear, it seems you’ve made a grave error. You’ve made the mother very angry. I suggest, Kidney Stone, that you start praying for your life. You may be able to try and out run the mother, but you will not succeed. You can try to out climb her, but she’s the best climber this side of the Canada-Us border. I hope you’re prepared to die, because even if you play dead, she’s still going to kill you.
And this, dear children, is why we respect our mothers. No one hurts a mother’s baby. No one.
This is the point where most people say that want to get in Proxy’s panties. Not me. I want to BE Proxy. Pull out a can of whoop-ass on the Kidney Stone Mother! MAKE HER PAY!
Page 63:
(Literal First reaction: Holy pooping mammoths, this web comic is animated!)
It’s cute how you think that matters to a woman scorned.
You can do anything you put your mind to Proxy. Anything.
Page 64:
This better work, because if it doesn’t, I don’t know what I’ll do, but I won’t be happy. I will be very, very, unhappy. You wouldn't like me when I’m unhappy.
Only if you catch me. I don’t think you can do that when you can’t see! Die you foul mouthed abomination! Die!
Page 65:
I don’t think there’s enough gas left for this monster Proxy. I hope there is, but I doubt it. No, Jeanne, you must believe in the heart of the web comic! (I may have started re-watching Yugio in my spare time)
At the end of all of this, I'm going to needs some retail therapy. Oh god, Proxy, at the end of this you’ll need a hug. I know you won’t die here because the comic is a butt ton of pages and it wouldn’t do to kill off one character, only for a new main character to become the main focus, but oh lord this is going to suck!
And now I’m really freaking the fuck out. Freaking out so bad I cursed and I’m not going to sensor it like I normally would. Woopsie!
Page 66:
*Begins chanting please work*
Do the crazy idea Proxy! More often than not the crazy idea is the one that works. It’s going to work Proxy! Believe it!
Trust me, you don’t have anything!
Page 67:
YES! YES! YES!
*SCREAMS ABOUT PROXY BEING A BADASS!*
Page 68:
Yes, yes you do.
Be consumed by all the fires in Hell you witch!
Page 69:
Well that’s not dark. Not at all.
I feel bad now. Were we not supposed to kill her? She wan’t giving us another option. Now I feel bad. That’s just great. Can not feel good about a victory.
Page 70:
Should I feel sad that we’re getting boss loot now? Cause I do. I feel awful about it. This is the worst. I’m actually about to cry.
I suppose it’s more useful now?
Oh please do. I’m not a mother, but as a woman, I’d want someone to make sure my children were okay, if I died. And it happened right in front of them too.
I guess I didn’t really need to be worried then. Go figure.
Now we have a little companion. Go us?
This is going to hurt so bad!
I am now crying. I feel terrible now. Completely awful. It probably was a baby, and it probably didn’t realize it shouldn't have killed the baby stones. I feel so awful, and everything is awful for life.
Today’s Final Thoughts:
When I got up today, I didn’t think I’d be reacting to so many pages. I definitely didn’t think this would be happening today. I’m in some serious pain right now. I feel bad about killing the mother stone, and feel bad about Noses’s death, and I feel bad for the baby stones. At least now we know where the kid is? I hope he’s still okay. Today was a day full of an very high up, followed by a very low down. In any case, I will be continuing to do this. I guess I’ll be seeing all of you later~
Welcome back to another round of Awful Hospital. I’m you’re host, Jeanne. Let’s get started on this lovely disaster, shall we?
Page 46:
I was right. It is essentially an inventory. Nice! And you can carry anything so long as you only carry ten items! Nice!
That can of cheese sounds so gross. Just, eww. Also, this works like an inventory should. After all, you only want your bag available when you need to pull something out. Otherwise it’ll just get in the way! Duh!
Page 47:
Um... why? I don’t think that’s going to get rid of the clown dudes. Just saying.
Huh. Go figure. If it’s salt it’s going to hurt worse than the clowns. Just saying. Salt hurts like a bitch in the eyes.
Oh. Forget me then. I’m just going to chill in the corner thinking about how wrong I am.
Did we just pour lice on the eyes? Oh god, we did. The lice are going to eat the clown dudes, and then die itself because eyes are not a good enviornment for lice. To wet.
Funfact: Lice are only attracted to clean heads.
Page 48:
Oh, no! No! They’re going to find out that Proxy’s been a very bad girl. Poor girl is going to be in so much trouble!
What. I’m sorry, no. Just. The doctor is the inmate running the asylum folks. The doctor doesn’t understand how medicine works. He doesn’t know how a hospital is run. He sure as heck doesn’t understand that humans do not turn into little plastic men.
You’re delusion.Completely delusions. You’re wasting your time. You’re confused, you know. Super confused. I think we all can see through you like you’re bathing in Windex. If you were the last doctor on Earth, I still wouldn’t let you check up on me.
Well then, let’s not go down either hall then.
Page 49:
WRONG! I really do want to know. Let’s see this bad boy in action, shall we?
I can’t believe I was right. Damn. Alright then. Let’s move on.
Oh indeed easily impressed little boy! I’m sorry, that wasn’t funny. It’s just, you knew this was going to happen. You had to have known.
Oh god. It’s a fetch quest. Yeah mom, I needed the cow, to get the beans, to get the cloak, to kill the bird, to get the money, to buy more beans, to climb a bean stock, to kill a giant, to eat his food and steal his items, to climb back down, to sell the items, to get you this beautiful gift! Aren’t you proud of me?
Those don’t look like gas pills. Wait... I think I know where this goes. Let’s go fix the kidney problem Nose had.
Page 50:
Of course. I wonder what Nose will give us. If I’m understanding the pattern right, whatever he gives us will go to spleen. At least, I think that’s who it goes to.
Has he just been screaming this whole time? Why didn’t anyone check on him? Oh jeez. Also, what? I guess I forgot who had what type of medication. Now I know it’s not going to the spleen, because the spleen said it wouldn’t help him. I don’t know who’s supposed to take it then. Suck!
Final Thoughts of Today:
Well this has been fun. I’m not done with this comic yet, and at the pace I’m going, it’ll probably be more than a year, but I do know that I’m having fun with this, and I do want to continue. It kind of sucks that Proxy is going on a fetch quest, but I guess I can understand why. Poor Proxy though. Well, I guess that’s all for today See you later~
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