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I pull into the parking lot, maybe even a little early for me. Wild. But whatever, man. Even the biggest turds have their shiny days. I'm heading for a parking space and hit my brakes as I spot it. It couldn't be real. Right? It couldn't be real. There was no way. No actual way some fucking EMT drove this car here. This VW Jetta with that sticker on the back. That sticker. It had to be a joke. The biggest joke he'd ever seen. There was no way some EMT actually drove a VW Jetta with a sticker that said "EMT's Are The True Hero's" Spelling errors and all. Jesus H. Christ. Someone was gonna get a reaming for this one. I park my car and get out, lighting a cigarette. It's gone and forgotten by the time I hit the door. I open it and head straight for the duty room. I step in and scan the room, taking a long drag from my vape. There wasn't enough nicotine in the world for this shit. This kid needed to be bullied. "Which one of you fuckin EMTs is driving the Jetta with that godawful sticker?"

Bling bling on patrol. Crak patrol. I looking fo dat crak. I also on pOlice patrol. My fren ga me dis pOlice shurt. I ou herr. I spot me some crak. "EY YO. GI ME DAT CRAK." Dey run. I miss be skary. Dey drop dat crak. I grab it an begen to put it in my pipe. Some people pass by an sey "hey, who you" An I sey "BLING BLING DA CRACKHEAD! CASH ME ON UTUBE DOE." The real police show up a short time later and bling bling is booked on multiple misdemeanor charges and some get dropped in court. He has a short jail sentence and is now currently sentenced to rehab.

*Walking up as I finish eating my bologna sandwich wishing I had my protein shake to wash it down with. I notice that the patient is dead. Oh no, if only I wasn't on break I could have saved her and nursed her back to health with my sweet guns of mine. Why must the good die old. Tragically I walk back to the nurses station.*

Access the EAT Here The Emergency Administration Terminal is a call back to the early days of the ERT and our EAT system, which helped with keeping track of calls. Right now, we're happy to announce the EAT is now live. What is the EAT? The Emergency Administration Terminal, or EAT, is an RPG adapted CAD/MDT for our purposes. In its current stage, this will act as a quick dispatch tool and provide call information for dispatchers and players alike. With a few clicks, players and dispatchers can see what calls are outstanding, information on the calls, and what units are available, as well as quickly update their own status or add narrative notes. Walk through On the main "Active calls page" players can see active calls and a brief overview of units. Clicking into a call will open the individual incident and provide a brief dispatch. This will show currently active units (Staffed by a player character OR NPC on a scene) and active incidents. Information included is: Call type Call number Location Call notes Vehicle information If the call is still active Call narrative Units assigned By clicking a unit on the assigned page, or within the call itself, players can view the unit's information, which includes Department Call status Members, including in charge and rank Vehicle status (and ability to change) Image of the unit The status options for units include, Available, Call Assigned, Off Duty or NPC Staffed. Available Staffed by a player character and not currently assigned to a call, ie available for an incident Call Assigned Staffed by a player character and currently assigned to an incident, either responding, on scene or otherwise tied up by that incident. Off Duty Staffed by a player character, but otherwise unable to respond, whether for lore reasons, or due to a short LOA not expected to last the full shift NPC Staffed Used to indicate a unit is on an incident, however is not staffed by player characters. Under the Call Log, is a screen similar to the active calls screen, however includes closed incidents as well. On any call incident, players are able to update the Narrative in the call, which can include anything from dispatch information to other information that would be essential to player characters wanting to quickly "catch up" on an incident This page is searchable The final tab currently is the Units list. This is searchable, sortable and contains all units in game. Search allows search in any field, so if a user wanted to see which unit member "Doe" was on, they could search that, or by department, or any other information they wanted. Under filter, they can show units based on department or statuses. This is particularly useful for dispatchers, as they can quickly see what units are available and waiting for a call. This tool should allow for less downtime and better roleplay experience, however is still well under construction, so feedback is welcome and we'll see what we can implement going forward! This is not meant to replace any aspect of the site, only augment it.

*I step into the passenger seat a few seconds after Alyssa; she asks if I'm ready for the burn* 'Oh yeah, ecstatic.' *I open up a new chart as dispatch updates with the additional callers reporting a burn victim but unknown if there's any entrapment* 'This guy better have been trapped at some point to have gotten burned, don't wanna hear that he was burned trying to save some shit from his car or something' *I fill out what I can on the chart so far - dispatch and responding times, location, nature, etc. I shut the laptop and enjoy the rest of the ride when I've filled out what I can on it* 'Guess this guy's never played Grand Theft Auto... Burning cars explode after like 4 seconds, you run away from them not toward them.'

* i hear the traffic abd i have to take a second to place the voice* ‘ jesus firdt she rolls to a home invasion now she wants in on this, mudt be a slow night for hugs’ * i utter under my breath by now my tazers out as im not sure anybody pulled a less lethal im not even touching her rookie hour radio call just now Only to hear yrt more traffic* ‘ shit guys, you got this so i can back 206?’

*Slowly the Holy Stromboli goes from 5 feet long, to 4...to 3....to 2. The stromboli now fits on just my console. By this point, its gone cold and solidified, but that doesn't deter me. All this eating has made me sleepy* Ah well. I guess it's time I take a little break...It's time for me regular break anyway. *I halt all incoming calls to my console and take off my headset, placing it on the console in front of me. I take a swig of my giant 100oz 7-11 Big Gulp cup and then lean back in my chair* Ugghhhh *My stomach starts to rumble.* An unpleasant feeling enters my gluttonous engorged belly. I don't often feel this way. 'I think there was too much cheese in that stromboli' I say to myself trying to fight the growing cramping in my gut. 'Let me just...let me just close my eyes for a minute. Maybe it'll settle down' I say to myself. *I close my eyes* 'ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz' In no time I start to snore. 'ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz' ..... 'ZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZzZz' .... 'PPPFFFFFFRRRRTTTTTT' a loud noise fills the room, waking me from my sleep. 'What the hell was that?' I ask in confusion. *I look around confused.* 'Was that an explosion? Sounded like a pipe ruptured or something.' I myself quietly while looking around for the source of the explosion. *sniff....sniff* 'Oh shit.' I say quietly to myself. My look of confusion turns to embarrassment. 'That wasn't an explosion. That was me.' I whisper to myself. Jesus. It stinks. It must have been all the cheese. Damn you Holy Stromboli! I try and act natural and straighten up at my console to get back to work. *As my weight shifts in the chair I feel....wet.* Oh God. Oh no. NOT AGAIN! I think 'ol Jim let a little more out than just some gas. *I push my seat back and struggle to get out of my chair* Yep. I sharted. I confirm. I feel the wet in my drawers. Let's only hope it didn't soak through to my pants. *I quickly waddle, more so than usual, to the washroom. Leaving a trail of foul stench behind me.* *HUFF PUFF WHEEZE. HUFF PUFF WHEEZE*

bet me and my gang are in

That's my favorite!

Better remove utility 1 lol

*Walking in feeling like I've been dead a couple years.* 'Here'

‘Anything I can do?’ *I give Billy Ray Cyrus a dirty look. Is this his first day?* 'Of course there is. First, slow the fuck down. This isn't your emergency. Slow way the fuck down. And let's get this damn Lucas on. Then take care of Karen. And see if you can get history and meds list.' *I keep doing compressions until we get the Lucas attached, then sit back on my heels and look over at the monitor.* 'The fuck? Some kind of ventricular bullshit. Fuck that. OK, Raven, let's get some access. EJ if that's what you want, I guess. Not my forte, but it'll do. Garcia, go ahead and get that airway roll open and get me an airway. Supraglottic or ET, I don't give a fuck. Best airway is one that works.' *I grab the drug bag and open it, taking out an epinephrine prefill and connecting it while Raven works on getting the EJ.*

August Shift Date: March 8th, Friday Weather: 54f high at noon, low of 37f at 22:00, Raininf, Fire and EMS Shift 08:00 for 24 hours Sheriff Shift: Starting 1200 until 2200

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'Yeah, pretty messed up, when did we get put in a kung fu movie? Detectives are already here.' Pointing out the units and some of detectives on scene who arrived quite some time ago out of the blue all stealthy like. 'Need me to call one of them over?'

*I walk over to Anderson with the mug in my hands. Maybe she can show me around a bit.* ‘Hey you’re Anderson correct? Congrats to your promotion. I’m Joshua I’m gonna be taking your probie spot.’ I say as I reach out for a handshake.

Fuck you next time i'm at your house be home.

"Dios Mio." I say unloading all of the food out of my car. Thankfully I had sprung for the hatchback and had been at this long enough to bring my own pizza bag or else this would take quite a few trips. I go up to the building with my giant bag. I press the buzzer by the door so I can be let in. I hear the sound of someone pick up on the other side, "Hi my name is Juan Ordóñez with Door Da-" I say, before I can finish the rest of the sentence I hear heavy breathing on the speaker before it abruptly shuts off. A buzzer sounds and the door unlocks. I look at the order on my phone and read under the instructions "DELIVER TO DISPATCH CENTER". I look up and see a convenient arrow sign pointing the way. As I make my way to the room, I assume I should knock but the door is being held open and I see my cousin Pablo hauling in a table. I walk in and announce myself, "Hello, I am with door dash, I have an order from uh... Pizza Pizarro? It's for a number 9, a number 9 large, a number 6 with extra dip, a number 7, two number 45s, one with cheese, and a large soda."

'We feeding the cattle greens again? Jesus Charles. I'll get it all. Do me a favour, maybe have one of the ALS cars around here when lunch arrives. See if we can't post it nearby, or invite them in for a, I don't know, liaison meeting. I don't want to have the imagine carrying his corpse out of here.'

'You better handle it. If I open the papers tonight and find Frankin looking the way of SCSD, I have a feeling you'll be dusting your ERT badge off again.'

Here we have Sergeant Patterson of the K9 Unit at work

'If Franklin gets wind of this everyone from the sheriff the the department custodian is fucked. I'll handle it'

*As I see most of the fire gone I go and get the pike pole. As soon as i get the okay i go to the dumpser with the pike pole and move what is left of what is in there making sure there the fire is completely out*

*I hear the tones go off I rush to the my gear. I put on my gear then get in the truck*

I humbly submit the 2020 Pablo Hernandez ceiling tile incident.

What the fuck is burke wearing.

Released

'Maybe we can replace that with another new hybrid. Those will save us a lot in the long run'

*I make my cuts with the sawzall and we start pulling her car apart. I've never used the tunneling technique before and it's very new for me so I try and retain as much as I can about it. I think we went over it once or twice in classes but besides that.. it's a smaller car and I'm shocked it's held up as well as it did.* 'It looks like it'll be a tight fit.' *I comment offhand as I'm working my way in.*

*I move to the door as Burke orders it breached. Once the other deputies are stacked, I breach the door and step in, keeping the Halligan in hand. I move through the building at the head of the formation, scanning as we move through. As Burke says to breach the next door, I step towards it and quickly step back as I hear the other man give up. I set the Halligan aside as Burke tosses him towards Jerry and his probie Joey and follow Burke into the office. As he wrenches Mathers' arm, I grin and pass him a pair of cuffs, letting him have the joy of personally cuffing the piece of shit.*

*So someone got their car stolen and now we got to go find it. Great. As I head down to 301 with my partner behind me I wonder which one of us gets to drive. Probably me, I doubt Hannagan will fit in the driver's seat. Not sure if he'll fit in the car either. Though I've never seen him I've heard about the legendary guy that dispatch has. The one known as Big Jim. Well Pat here could probably give that guy a run for his money. Probably. Well, we're about to find out now as we get to the black Fusion parked in it's spot. Looking back I can see Pat wheezing a bit.* 'You good?'

*Once the German girl gets everything back on the stretcher, we start to push it outside. Once we're outside and I see no one's around, I look to my partner.* 'Is that fuckin hard to remember what ambulance we're in? Fuckin christ. This is Medic 7. Seven. Not one. Fuck. I'm gonna smoke before we leave.' *I pull my cigs out as I step away from the truck, lighting up. I burn it quick and then get back in the truck so we can get clear.*

Fire Behavior (4.1) Fighting fire is a specialized profession, and making a quick summary of such a profession is difficult. However, understanding how to fight fire can begin with understanding what fire is and how it behaves. Fire, or combustion, is a rapid exothermic chemical reaction that produces heat and light. When an object's atoms have enough energy applied to them they turn into a gaseous state rapidly, expelling stored energy causing a chain reaction to nearby atoms that results in fire. Solids and liquids do not burn, an object must be in a gaseous state to burn. In order to burn, a fire must have heat, fuel, oxygen, and an unbroken chemical chain reaction to ignite and burn. If any of these four things are not present, the fire will be unable to ignite or continue burning, and this is how we fight fire. We cool burning materials with water, taking away the heat. We smother burning materials with foam or through another means of mechanical asphyxiation, taking away oxygen. We remove fuel from the fire's path by making a fire break. And we stop the ability of the fire to continue the chemical process through chemical flame inhibition. Fire is sometimes referred to being "unpredictable" which is actually incorrect. In identical circumstances fire will behave the same way at all times. What we truly cannot predict are all the variables associated with fire, from atmospheric conditions to the strength of atomic bonds in a fuel. But fire follows some general behaviors. Fire releases smoke. Smoke is composed of unburned solid particles and gasses that have not ignited, generally due to having a fuel to air ratio not favorable for ignition. Fire usually spreads in the direction that the smoke goes and is a good visual indicator for how a fire may spread. Generally the faster smoke moves, the hotter the fire is. The path smoke, heat, and flames take out of a structure is known as a flow path, and will generally define the spread of a fire. The color of smoke will also indicate what is burning, and how intense the fire is. For an overview of reading smoke click here. In an enclosed space a fire will grow until until it reaches a point where the ambient temperature is so high that all of the materials in the room spontaneously ignite in just a few seconds. The massive release of energy is almost always fatal, even to a fully encapsulated firefighter. When a fire has its oxygen supply cut off it will die down, if the fire finds a new supply of oxygen, such as through a door being opened or a window being broken, the sudden intake of air combined with the heat will cause the smoke that has built up to ignite, sometimes violently. This is known as a back draft. Fires are classified into five different classes, A,B,C,D, and K, and each class is extinguished a specific way. Class A fires are ordinary combustibles, such as wood, fabrics, and rubber. They can be extinguished with water or certain types of fire extinguishers. Class B fires are flammable liquids. Their specific gravity is different than water, so they actually float when water is applied. While water may initially cool the burning flammable, it will spread the unburned liquid around. This type of fire is extinguished by using a class B foam or certain types of fire extinguishers. Class C fires involve energized electrical equipment. Typically the power should be cut before extinguishing these fires, however some certain types of extinguishers may be used on smaller fires. Class D fires involve burning metal materials. Extinguishing agents are generally specific for the product involved and are therefore found on site, and typically these extinguishing powders are applied via extinguisher or by shoveling the material onto a fire. The exception to this is ARFF units, which carry class D extinguishers for magnesium and other common metals used on aircraft. Class K fires involve burning animal fats, such as a deep fryer. Special extinguishers are used to turn the burning fats into a soapy mix that smothers, cools, and inhibits the fire from growing. These extinguishers are found on site.

Company Organization (2.2) Fire companies are organized by the tasks that the perform. This guide will reflect the companies available in game. In real life, nomenclature will vary by regions and department. The trucks that fire companies are on are called apparatus. Engine companies are the bread and butter of the fire department. Engines carry a pump, water, and hoses to fight fire, they also carry an assortment of hand and power tools to perform all essential functions on the fire ground. Ladder companies classically do not carry water or hoses on their trucks. Ladder companies primarily perform ventilation, search and rescue, and supporting tasks on the fire ground. If a ladder company is a "quint" it carries a small compliment of water, hoses, and a pump in order to function like an engine in addition to a large aerial ladder device. You may also see a ladder company called a "truck company". Squad companies in ERT provide advanced life support paramedics in addition to a medium assortment of specialized rescue equipment and a basic compliment of firefighting tools. In game they respond to serious medical calls, technical rescues, and fires. Rescue companies are considered to be the special forces of the fire department. Rescue companies provide highly knowledgeable, skilled, and equipped firefighters to accomplish the most difficult tasks. They are typically assigned to carry out rope rescues, difficult extrication, confined space rescues, trench collapses, water rescues, building collapses, and HAZMAT operations. On the scenes of fires they operate in a similar capacity to ladder companies and will typically perform search and rescue capabilities. ARFF companies are very unique companies. ARFF, or Aircraft Rescue Firefighting companies handle aircraft and ramp emergencies that are typically very low frequency high risk events. They drive specialized vehicles that can pump water and foam while moving and can operate on all terrain. The fire department also maintains other apparatus. In ERT the fire department has tankers, brush trucks, and support vehicles. Tankers are large trucks that carry several thousand gallons of water to areas where fire hydrants may not be available. Brush trucks are all terrain vehicles with a small pump and a few hundred gallons of water to reach fires that are off road or difficult to access, such as a fire in a field or a forest. The department has support vehicles as well, these transport command staff or firefighters around or perform a very specific purpose. You can find details on the apparatus ERT has here.

*Crunch Crunch Crunch* 'What do you mean all tied up? You have 6 units on.' I say chomping down on pork rinds over the phone. *Crunch Crunch Crunch* 'Well we got a serious situation. We're calling a code orange here. A code orange.' *Mmmmmmm...orange* 'You're sorry? Doesn't code orange mean anything to you?' *Crunch Crunch Crunch* *pause* 'Now we're talking here babe...how long are we talking about? 30-40 minutes!? Upwards of an hour? *Crunch Crunch Crunch* 'Well....*Chewing*...if that's the best you can do, I appreciate it. Thanks darling.' I hang up. Shit. CFU EMS isn't any help. *I lean back in my chair once again to peak into the EOC. It creaks wildly under my massive weight* 'HEY HENRY! Not the best of news but its something. Shiloh Volunteers have one unit up and are sending it, Code Blue in Essex can also spare one unit, but both have a 20 to 30 minute ETA....' *Heavy breathing as I catch my breath. Thats a lot of talking. I shove a pork rind into my mouth. Crunch Crunch Crunch* '...and CFU... ' I continue with my mouth full, 'has 2 units stuck holding the wall at Campus medical since they're fully saturated, they got one on an out of county transfer, one just got a run, and the remaining two are stuck at some stupid concert at the university.' *I take some more heavy breaths and shove another pork rind into my mouth. I continue speaking with my mouth completely full* '..they're saying they can probably have a unit for us in...' *I inhale a piece of pork rind and proceed to cough violently. I cough, cough, and cough some more. I lean back forward in my chair. I reach for my 72oz plastic jug of soda. COUGH COUGH COUGH, GASP, COUGH COUGH. I take a drink from my soda.* Holy shit. Big Jim almost ate the big one there. *Clears throat several times* 'sorry about that...anyways...they can have a unit for us in 30-40 minutes at the earliest. More likely in an hour.' I say. *I lean back in my chair again. The usual squeaking is replaced by a loud SNAP. The chair breaks and I proceed backwards onto the floor. The room vibrates with the impact of my colossal mass.* Holy shit. I've fallen. How the hell am I going to get up?

As I go to leave, boss man grab me. "Pablo, I need your ass on the flatbed with the bulldozer going down to the lumber mill, the firemen need the bulldozer to help with the fire." He say. I stop and look at him, why do the firemen need the bulldozer. "Pablo, get your ass-o in the truck-o and drive-o to the lumber mill" Boss man say again. I nod and get into the truck. I turn on the radio and listen to Son de la negra on repeat.

*I walk the perp over, sitting him down on the curb. I set the handgun on the hood of Wagner's car.* 'This guy has charges without the drugs in the car. How much did you find?' *I nod as Patterson says he doesn't want to rip it apart roadside.* 'Well, you're the narcs guy, this is your bust. You sought the dope. I'm just here to back y'all up.'

‘Let's be honest Jim, there's no way you could do the heimlich on me. Let's be real. You'd kill me first.' ‘Ha ha ha. You’re probably right, I’d probably squeeze you too hard or something.’ I laugh as I pull out another clean bone. My hand goes to the platter. It feels around. I look in horror as I discover the platter is empty! Some bastard must have eaten some of my wings! There’s no way I finished it all. I start to count bones and count 30 clean white pristine bones. Ooops. Guess I must have devoured them faster than I thought. Oh well. *I eat the small fried bits left on the platter, then use my fingers to sop up all of the wing sauce left over.* There’s ranch left in the gravy boat! *I pick up the gravy boat and start to pour it into my upturned mouth.* Once that’s gone, I use my finger to clean the gravy boat. After everything is said and done, all I have in front of me now is a near empty pint of beer, a plate stacked with pristine looking bones, and a clean platter with a small pile of celery and carrot sticks that remain untouched. ‘Hey. Henry, you ever heard of a place called Frank’s Emporium?’ I say as I wipe my hand a clean of all evidence of my gluttony. ’It’s that place with that guy Crazy Frank you see on late night public access TV....anyway they got some neat stuff there. I got these neat shoes that double as a vacuum cleaner’ I say showing Goodricht a picture on my phone: ‘Pretty neat right?’ I say enthusiastically. ‘I got a real good deal on it. That Crazy Frank guy actually gave me $10 to take them. I can see why they call him Crazy Frank. I have no idea how he’s still in business.’ I chuckle. ‘Their inventory’s a little weird. The TV ad is true, he really doesn’t know what he’s selling...because he doesn’t do the buying.’ I finish off my beer. ’He was selling an Omega watch for $20, but was also selling a single Hershey kiss for $999. He’s crazy, but you should check it out. They got cool stuff. I’ve been eyeing this miniature dining table that has a chain attached so you can hang it around your neck.’ I say. *Steve the bartender comes around and starts clearing my plates* ’Another drink Jim?’ He asks. ’No thanks Steve...but do you guys still have that double fudge and caramel king-sized brownie a la mode for two?’ I ask him. ’We sure do.’ He replies as he wipes up the mess i left on the bar top. ’Perfect put that in for me...You want anything Henry?’

As part of a new effort, we will be hosting a posting weekend, SCFD will receive new temp assignments to the end of shift to accommodate the new calls, unassigned deputies may be assigned to help out with calls. Please make an effort to join in this weekend

Tomorrow I'm down though I'ma be at work. Sunday I got a big tiddie goth girl coming over tho. That's gonna be an all day thing.

I come out of the attending room and see EMS in the hall and the nurses are hardly paying attention. I come down the hall and smell the smell. Theres nobody in the ER, 0 patients until now. I yell out. "HEY, IS THAT AN URBAN OUTDOORSMAN? I DONT CARE. NURSES, PUT HIM IN A WHEELCHAIR AND GIVE HIM A SHOWER. HE SMELLS LIKE SHIT. IF HES x3 GIVE HIM A SANDWICH AND KICK HIM OUT."

11:30pm - Friday night Medic 1 backs into the ER bay. The bay is empty, and the ER...actually looks pretty dead for a Friday night. I'm surprised. The back of the medic smells like a God damn brewery....if the brewery was staffed by 500 sweaty men in the dead of summer in Alabama. To continue with this analogy, those 500 men don't believe in deodorant, and they haven't bathed in about 3 months. Unfortunately, I've inadvertently just described our patient. No amount of deodorizer will ever get this smell out of the back of this ambulance. We're probably going to have to burn it. The seconds it takes Breslin to get from the front cab to opening the back doors seems like hours. I think my eyes are starting to water from the stench. We picked this dude up under a bridge, as is typical for a 'man down' call. When we found him, he had 2 of the corner liquor store's finest quality plastic pint bottle vodkas...you know...the kind that's probably 50% vodka 50% kerosene. Unfortunately, our beloved boys in law enforcement arrived before us and gave the inebriated man the ultimate decision: Go to jail or go to the hospital? What could this man answer? Was jail really even a real option? So here we are...luckily the ER looks dead. As soon as the back doors open I jump out...taking a deep breath of fresh air. 'Holy jesus!' I say to Breslin. 'I'm going to have to burn my clothes.' Our patient is sleeping..probably dreaming of the turkey sandwich in store for him soon.