Sunset Seniors Home

[Tomtomrawr]

// This is set in 870A.S. Bring your characters here as seniles and have some fun. Make them as comical as possible.

It was soup day. Adam Patterson's favourite day at Sunset Seniors Home. The flavour of the soup however was always up for question. Sometimes, tuna. Adam liked tuna, from what he could still remember. He could hardly taste the soup itself though, but the thought of eating something he believed he enjoyed was a day brightener by itself.

It was a bright and vibrant morning at Sunset Seniors Home. What a depressing name, Adam thought. He'd expressed this thought to some of the other seniors, but much to his dismay he'd been told that he had made the same joke the other day. That had lasted for a few years, before enough memory cells had finally caught on to devote it to his long-term memory. But still, the joke always gave him a chuckle.

Oh. There went his bladder again. First it was very inflamed, and now he couldn't even control it. Fortunately he'd been wearing absorbent pants, and in a few seconds the sensation had disappeared. If he'd been stood up though, it may have leaked onto the floor. However, he'd been sat in his favourite armchair. An armchair which he'd called Henderson. Made him feel just a bit better when he sat on it; he was in control, and always on top. IMG bastard, Adam thought. I wonder if he's still alive.

Oh dear. Bladder again.