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Here’s HSTHETE, the 24 hour comic I drew this year!  Thanks to everybody who followed along on twitter this weekend as I posted these pages <3

Here’s HSTHETE, the 24 hour comic I drew this year!  Thanks to everybody who followed along on twitter this weekend as I posted these pages <3

Pros:

Doctors paying off their medical loans with prize money

Chronically ill people getting free testing (MRIs, CAT scans, X-Rays, bloodwork, etc) and possibly a diagnosis

You can ding points for 'anxiety' and 'you just need to lose some weight'

Doctors are incentivized to find an answer, not just find something billable

Cons:

HIPAA

Each doctor can order a limited number of tests. You win the most prize money if a test that you've ordered comes back positive for something that makes sense with the symptoms. (Additional checking is required for tests with a high rate of false positives.) Prize money is split if there are multiple winners.

If no one gets a positive test, there's a smaller prize for suggesting a treatment that the patient uses while measurably improving over the course of 3-6 months. And an even smaller fallback prize for subjective improvement.

I think a fun element would be "if a chronically ill person with no degree can identify what's wrong with the patient before you do, they get a cash prize (you are still in charge of actually doing the tests that confirm or disprove it)." So if you spend six weeks doing genetic tests and X-rays but some MCAS girlie listened to a five-minute description of symptoms and went 'yeah, you've got [thing]' before you officially considered it, their chunk of the cash comes out of your winnings

And for everyone saying "this is just the House MD tournament arc"...

HOWEVER

I can imagine a game changer episode where some contestants, probably youtuber guests like Dr. Mike or something, have to guess already-diagnosed chronic illnesses of audience volunteers.

By Prototype Jack

When you smack me.

When you whack me.

When you squirt me.

When you spurt me.

The memorys.

Are priceless.

My lust,my lust, my lust.

For you.

I would never sell for 1000🤑

So sweet, so sweet so sweet,

Are your lips.

And your balls.

And your perky pink nipples.

Sweeter then honey milk.

With 50 pounds of brown sugar.

And 30 donuts

And 500 slices of cakes.

And 30000 candies.

And a chocolate

And a sweet cola.

And 200000000 ice cones

And 30 candy cane

And 50000 lolipops

And 10000000000 ice pops

And a slice of cherrypie

And 5000000 root beer flotes

And a piece of candy

And 900000 pockystick

And 70000000000 frapchinos

And 5000000 brownies

And 5000000 blondies

And a velvet cake

And 20 key lime pie

And 8000000 cookies

And 30000000000 chocolates

And 60000000 gumballs

And 2000 sugars

And 50000000 honeys

And 100 crystal candies

And 80000000 sweet treats

And 3 jellos

And 10000000000000000000000000000 pudding

And 600 mochis

And a piece of candy.

You are sweeter to me then all these.

But you dont fucking respond to me on grindr anymore.

And that makes me mad, mad, mad.

Rarely am i glad.

I thought you were my lad.

Y’ALL.