L. Sparks
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Character Biography
Name: Logan Sparks
DOB: 02/10/1992
Current Address: ---
Job/Title: Paramedic
Previous Residences (including hometown):
1992-2017: Santa Monica, CA (Hometown)
2017-2018: Chino, CA
2018-Present: Ft. Shannon
Height: 6'1"
Weight: 179lbs
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Black
Family:
Mother & Father - Santa Monica, CA
Sister - Chino, CA
Biography:
Logan started life wanting to be a video game developer. After going to college and getting hired with a decently respected game company, he quickly became disillusioned with computer programming work and wanted something different. He remembered working as an EMT in college part-time, and surprising;y enjoyed the work. After a small workplace conflict, Logan found himself out of a job. Taking the opportunity, and using some of the money he had saved up, he decided to give paramedic school a try. Immediately he fell in love, and knew that emergency work was the field for him. Logan did his paramedic internship with LA County Fire, and after graduating the paramedic program, he worked as a paramedic for AMR. While he was happy with his work, Logan didn't see a long term future in his current job. Opportunities to advance were apparently limited, and the pay was awful. With nothing to hold him back, Logan traveled across the county to work for Shiloh County Fire as a paramedic.
Employment history:
2010-2014 - Student Bachelor of Science, Computer Science
2010-2011 - Sales Assoc., Electronic Depot Retail Store (part-time)
2012-2013 - EMT (AMR Los Angeles)
2013-2014 - Intern, Island Entertainment
2014-2016 - Junior Game Engine Developer, Island Entertainment
2016-2017 - Paramedic Student, UCLA Paramedic Program
2017-2018 - Paramedic, AMR San Bernardino, CA
2018-Present - SCFD Paramedic
Certs:
Nationally Registered Paramedic
Saratoga State Paramedic -
ID Card
Recent Posts
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*I get out of my car and pull up to the house*
I loved the stares I got wearing my costume while driving up here.
*I get out of the car, and head to the back seat and pull out a large aluminum serving tray covered in foil.*
*Closing the door with my leg, I proceed up to the door and knock*
Knock Knock
The door is already partially open, so I push it open.
'Hello? I'm here to get fucked up and I've seemed to have lost my way.' I say nonsensically waiting for someone to acknowledge my entrance.
I hope Breslin like my costume. I'm actually quite proud of how well my self face painting job turned out. Drawing a skeleton face on yourself is no easy task. The bloody skeleton suit, while of a nice enough feeling material, is something I can't claim credit for it. It's a $35 costume from the party store, more than worth it for one night.
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'Look at you talking shit even though I saw you shopping for yoga mats the other day, Your a man bun away from becoming Kai.'
‘Namaste yogini.’ I reply as I bow my head and bring my hands up to prayer.
'Real smooth though.'
‘Yeah...pretty good...for an amateur...’ I say.
I adopt a hispanic sounding lispy accent.
’Joo see honey...joo need to turn ju booty more. We need to see more more cheek, por que es fuego, honey. Mas cheek makes de meng wild.’
I smile at my own rediculousness.
’So, I’m sure you’ll be happy to know, we may be seeing some more of each other at work. I see your shift is always open and I’m poor as shit...so...yeah...All aboard the OT train.’
’I’m so sorry...you’re stuck with me.’ I say trying to keep a serious face.
*Kai comes back and drops off our drinks without saying a word.*
*I take a drink*
It tastes like tea, root beer, and lemon.
I struggle to gulp it down. Ok...maybe I went a little too hipster on my first try.
‘Ehh hmmm...now that’s a man bun drink.’ I say clearing my throat.
’...in all seriousness though...it tastes like ass’ I say in a low voice leaning over closer to Breslin.
’Okay, so since you brought it up...what do you got against yoga? Shit’s fire. I swear it’s what’s keeping me from jacking up my back.’
’You know our medical director is a big yoga guy. I ran into him at a gym and saw him almost pulling off a full hand stand.’
*I pick up my glass*
’True story’ I take another drink, completely forgetting about how awful it tastes.
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'You mean the Kalechi Korean free range chicken tacos?'
'Uhhhhh....yea....sure....with the Kale slaw.' I reply.
*Kai writes down my order and walks away*
*I sit and stare at Breslin.*
'Sooooo...I'm getting some vibes here. Some....negative energy. I think I need my chakras re-aligned' I say to Breslin Jokingly.
'So I guess your modeling career is really taking off, eh?' I say referring to the sexy pic she sent me last night.
I'm going from 0 to 60 in about 3 seconds.
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'This place is pretty pricy. Know what your getting?'
'Yeah. No kidding.' I say responding to the pricing.
'Well...seeing as I have no clue what half the stuff on this menu are....and I'm not quite feeling the...Miso Salmon and Kale Salad...I'm thinking the taco special would be hard to mess up.' I reply.
*I put my menu down*
'You?'
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'100 because you don't have the balls to do it.'
'Ouch' I reply in a hurt tone of voice.
'Your server Kai will be with you in a few minutes.'
'Kai? Shit. We hit the Shangri-La of Hipster culture.' I whisper to Breslin.
'Oh hey there Kai. I would like...'
*I look over the menu*
Jesus. I've not heard of half of the drinks on this menu
'Well...I'm not quite to the point of needing a beer at 2 in the afternoon....so I think I'll try the...uhhhhhh...Organic Free-Trade Iced Tea.'
'Ok. Cool. Would you like to add lemon and sassafras?' he asks me.
'Ummmm....sure...?' I reply confused.
What the hell did I just order?
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*I walk towards the restaurant. I'm parked right around the corner. I'm wearing Jeans and dark navy hoody underneath my own bulky jacket*
*BZZZT BZZZT*
My phones vibrates.
*I pull it out and read the message.*
I start to reply but see Breslin as I round the corner of the street.
*I stop replying and walk up behind her*
'I'm right here' I say in a deep voice behind her ear.
'Let's head in. It's freezing out here.'
*We walk inside.*
Thank god it's warm in here. Place isn't very crowded. Only a few tables are occupied.
'Wow...you know this place is hipster...they serve their drink in mason jars.' I say to Breslin as we wait for a host to show us to a table.
'How much would you give me to jump up on that table and shout: Organic is a lie ... ?'
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*ZZTTT ZZTTT*
'Ok meet you there. 2 sound good?'
‘2 is good. see you there’
*Send*
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*ZZTTT ZZTTT*
'Its some hipster place in fort shannon. I think they're doing sushi donuts'
'Uh sure. y not. want to meet there?'
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'Whats the new pop up restaurant?'
*send*
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'So I guess the dumpster behind the movie theater is out?'
'I hear the Walton's Pancake Parlor is nice. Some of the guy I worked with have been raving about it and I wanna try it out.'
*send*
Topics I Participated In
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Halloween Party at Breslin's
Started by A. Breslin ·
10/30/21 7PM - Whenever
At Breslin's house
16 Elm Street, Oxnard
BYOB, Bring a dish I got a keg!
Come in costume!
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A hipster restaurant in phoxlind heights with a rotating menu and beer list
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Logan Sparks’ Phone
Started by L. Sparks ·
iPhone 11
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Life Alert - No Voice Contact
Started by C. Aylward ·
*The 911 line goes off and I see the CID goes back to an 800 number. Fuck its an alarm company.*
'911 Where's your emergency?'
'Hey this is Jeff at life alert. I have a medical alarm tripped in your area. Were trying to make voice contact but I'm getting nothing.'
'Ok what's the address?'
'2822 Lyons ave Cross street of North 15th and North 16th.'
'Neat Got anything else?'
'Nothing in our files.'
'Alright I'll send EMS'
"Medic 22 I have an unknown medical at 2822 Lyons. No Voice contact, No further"
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Hazardous Structure Fire - MAYDAY MASS CASUALTY
Started by A. Tai ·
ENGINE 11, AVAILABLE EMS, HAZARDOUS STRUCTURE FIRE w/ MASS CASUALTY. Oxnard Ice Rink
Time of Day: 14:03h. Initial call at 13:25. Weather, Sunny, light wind
‘911, what is your emergency?’
‘I’m calling from the Oxnard Ice rink, the Zamboni is on fire, but he looks like he’s trying to get out.’
‘The Oxnard Ice Rink?’
‘Yes. Hurry, he’s, wait, I think he’s bailing.’
‘Okay, I need you to get out of the building, there’s fire trucks on the way, but everyone needs to get out. Can you pull the fire alarm on your way out to make sure everyone gets out?’
‘Yes. Yes!’
‘Is the Zamboni driver okay?’
‘Yeah, I think he is, but that fire is big. He’s stopped like right under the door, he almost made it out.’
*As the caller explains this, I hear the bells sound, and the first unit call their response time.*
‘Okay, make sure everyone is out of the building and stays away, the trucks are on the way right now, they’ll be there soon. Do not go back in, no matter what.’
*As Engine 15 arrives, I hear the initial size up come in.*
“ERT, can you dispatch Rescue 2 And HAZMAT 41 to this as well. The Zamboni is right underneath what looks like chemical tanks, we’re making entry and starting a line. Evacuation underway.”
“That’s affirmative sir. Copying Rescue 2 and HAZMAT 41.”
*I change the call type to HAZ fire and automatically it designates three EMS units, two ambulances and an officer. Medic 7 calls response, in additional to M22, and O-2. Shortly after arrival of Rescue 2, the radio interrupts with a two second warble. I hit acknowledge on the terminal, scribbling the portable number down on the notepad next to me. I pause for a second and then key my microphone.*
“Portable 513, ERT. Receiving Mandown alarm.”
“10-4 ERT! HAZMAT. Ammonia… Fire!. Two men down, south entrance.”
“Affirmative 513. All units clear channel for emergency traffic. Mayday activation, two fire fighters down south entrance. Ammonia fire.”
*As the incident commander, Captain of Engine 15 starts to take control over the incident, coordinating Rescue 2 to retrieve the downed firefighters, and HAZMAT 41 to get into place to deal with exposure risks, I start the dispatch procedure, initially for additional ambulances, but also on the mayday activation for the spreading chemical fire.
*Engine 11, Squad 1, RIT 1, Utility 6 with HAZMAT 42 Trailer, Logistics 1, Tact-1, Safety Officer ORV-1, EMS Tour Officer O-2, Fast Response 1 and then I start making calls to notify AMR of the incident. After hanging up with AMR, I call the Deputy chief for operations, and then logistics, in that order, an automatic notification for confirmed mayday activation, as well as logistics truck activation. It’s likely one, if not both, will respond.*
“ERT, this is Oxnard command. Emergency Traffic.”
“Go ahead Oxnard Command.”
“Activate mass casualty, we’ve got inhalation injuries, approximately 15 patients.”
“10-4 Oxnard Command, ALL UNITS, ALL UNITS, be advised, mass casualty activation underway.”
*While I notify the ERT mass casualty coordinator, who will send additional units from ERT, such as the bus I hear radio traffic from the scene indicating many are walking wounded. One good thing at least, I think to myself. I key the radio to call up Support 1, who answers, and starts response to the day station for SCFD to take the support trailer, which will be following out medic 99, a logistics support vehicle, designed to help set up a mobile field hospital if necessary, to alleviate unnecessary strain on the hospitals, as well as patients. Lastly, I send the on duty EMS units from SCFD station 1, for an additional transport, if necessary, as AMR hasn’t provided a number on responding units at this time. When all those units are in place, I radio EDO-1, who calls back, confirming response.*
DISPATCHED CALL UNITS:
NPC On scene: Engine 15, Rescue 2, HAZMAT 41, M7, M22, O-2, Oxnard PD
NPC Responding: Safety Officer, Unit 22, RIT-1, Utility 6/Hazmat42, Logistics 1, Tact-1, D-1, D-3, O-2, F-1, ERT MCI Team, EMS S-1/M22, M99, EDO-1.
Player units requested: Engine 11, Squad 1, Available EMS units, MD-1, O-1, Sheriff unit for support.
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2020 Emergency Response Team Christmas Party
Started by Alpha ·
The annual ERT Christmas banquet is here! This banquet is limited to uniformed members of the ERT, SCFD, and SCSD. Members are permitted to bring a plus one of their choice. The banquet is held in a downtown Fort Shannon hotel. Rooms are available at a discounted rate for banquet attendees. The hotel has an open bar for the event. During the banquet, end of year awards will be handed out. Following the banquet, there is a live band and a dance floor. Attire is Class A or black tie civilian wear.
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Mugging
Started by C. Aylward ·
"Sheriff's units and EMS respond for the Mugging. South first and the Broad street bridge. Caller STS he saw an elderly female pushed down and robbed. MC STS Perp is a Male Hispanic early 20s no shirt and blue shorts. Female breathing and conscious unable to get up. MC STS civilian is chasing perp."
Time: 1500 Weather: Hot and Sunny
'911 Where's your emergency?'
'South first and broad'
'Whats the emergency?'
'I just saw this old lady get robbed?'
'Is she injured?'
'The guy pushed her and shes yelling in spanish. I don't think she can get up.'
'What did the man who robbed her look like?'
'Spanish kid, blue shorts no shirt. He ran away from the bridge, My uncle is trying to chase him'
'I need you to tell him to stop. He may be armed'
'To late, he's chasing him down Broad st.'
*I push the button for the SD Radio*
"Sheriff's units respond to Southriver for the Mugging. South first and the Broad street bridge. Caller STS he saw an elderly female pushed down and robbed. MC STS Perp is a Male Hispanic early 20s no shirt and blue shorts. Female breathing and conscious unable to get up. MC STS civilian is chasing perp."
*Switching over to EMS*
"Next up Medic unit respond to South 1st and Broad. Elderly female attacked and mugged. MC sts conscious and breathing"
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Chinese Buffet Medical
Started by J. "Big Jim" Kowalski ·
MEDIC
CC: Allergic Reaction
Address: 3850 Newport Rd
X1: N 4th St. X2: N 3rd St
Notes: At the Great Wall Chinese Buffet. 29yom swollen with breathing problems.
Time Out: 11:39
Weather: Misty Rain
Phone rings. *I lick the Cool Ranch Doritos dust off my fingers and answer the call*
Me: *heavy breath* "911"
RP: "We have man here who eat plate full of walnut shrimp. Now he look big and can't breath"
Me: *Heavy wheeze* "Can I have the address please?"
RP: "We at 3850 Newport"
Me: *my eyes light up* "3850 Newport? Are you at the Great Wall Chinese Buffet? *heavy breath*"
RP: "Yes. You come before?"
Me: "Yes. *Heavy breath* You have the best Wonton Soup around."
RP: "Oh...thank you thank you. It old family recipe...."
Me: "Do you guys still have that All-You-Can-Eat Lunch special?"
RP: "Yes. All You Can Eat $12.99 every Tuesday."
Me: "*Heavy breath* Do you still do take out order?"
RP: "Yes...Yes...take out very good."
Me: "What's the special today?"
RP: "Ok Ok, I give you good special discount but I need this man out of here. He make my food look bad. His face all red and swollen."
Me: *Re-gathering my composure* "Oh yes, yes, I'm sorry. How old is this man? And you said he can't breath? Do we know why?"
RP: *Caller yells at someone in chinese* "He say he 29." *More yelling in chinese* "He say he allergic to shrimp...but he eat whole plate. Is he stupid?"
Me: "Well sir, I can't blame him. That Walnut shrimp is to die for" *heavy breath and drool* "Please hold while I send the paramedics."
RP: "Ok Ok. You hurry."
*I click over to the radio and assign the run on the computer. I quickly wipe some drool from the corner of my mouth that have magically formed there. I key up the mic with the mic boom waaaayyy too close to my mouth as usual.*
"*Heavy breath* Allergic reaction, Medic 2. *heavy breath* Medic 2 please respond 3850 Newport Road, *heavy breath* at the Great Wall Chinese Buffet for a *heavy breath* 29 year old male allergic reaction."
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Memorial Day Party - M. Stone's Residence
Started by M. Stone ·
Saturday, May 23rd
Invited: Pretty much everyone. All SCFD and SCFD EMS employees for sure, really anyone else that can make up enough of a reason to know Stone to be invited.
*I open my eyes as my alarm rings, mumbling about the time as I reach over and turn it off. Sitting up in bed, I yawn and throw the sheets off me. I get up and pad into my bathroom, stripping off my boxers as I go. I step into the shower and turn the water on as I tell my Echo to queue up my morning playlist. I quickly wash myself, singing along to a few of the songs. I finish up and step out of the shower. I towel off and quickly get dressed, pulling on jeans and a union t-shirt. My phone rings, and I glance at the caller ID before picking it up.*
‘Hey Dave.’
‘Hey buddy, just checking in to see if you need me to bring anything this afternoon.’
‘Nah man, you’re good. I should have everything. Just bring yourself and the family,’ *I grin.*
‘Alright Mark, I’ll see you this afternoon.’
‘Bye.’
*I hang up the phone and head downstairs, fixing myself some eggs and toast as I debate the order of the day’s events. The party was planned to start around two or so, and it was around eleven now. I had slept in this morning instead of getting up, but that didn’t really put me behind. I was supplying burgers and hotdogs, and the fixings for those, and I had other people bringing sides and drinks, so we should be covered. I start taking everything out of the fridge, knowing it’d only be a few hours before someone knocked at the door.*
*A few hours later, I hear a knock at the door and get up from my spot at the couch, heading to see who had arrived first.*
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Broken Leg
Started by C. Aylward ·
SQUAD, MEDIC, RESPOND TO 221 North 4th Street. Medical.
'911 What's your emergency?'
'AHHHH! MY FUCKING LEG!'
'Sir, what's your address?'
'Ahh, 221 N 4th. Jesus christ! It hurts so much.'
'Okay, help is on the way, what happened?'
'I just, I fell and now, holy fuck!'
'Okay, does your leg look broken?'
'Oh god yes! The top bone, fuuuuuck, it's just. It's out.'
'Okay, are you alone?'
'Yes, it's just me.'
'Okay, take your shirt and use that to apply pressure around the wound. It's going to hurt, but it'll help with the bleeding.'
'Ahh. Okay. ARGH! Alright, it's done. Shit, my door's locked!'
'If you cannot unlock the door, is there another way the response teams can get in?'
'No! Oh god! I'm going to die here.'
'If they can't get in, they can breach the door. We'll get into there. How old are you?'
'24, holy fuck I'm going to die.'
'No sir, we're sending help right now.'
*EMS Radio.*
"Responding Medic be advised, this is for a 24 year old male, open femur fracture, locked door. May need squad to get in."
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