Asylum Meme

[waitingforsin]

Meme, Interrupted





"People ask, How did you get in there? What they really want to know is if they are likely to end up in there as well. I can't answer the real question. All I can tell them is, It's easy."


Well, you've really done it now. You're in a mental institution. Maybe it's a modern facility with a therapy garden, compassionate staff members, and a warm environment meant to help nurse people back to health, or maybe it's a glorified dungeon where the government shoves people they don't want to deal with and patients are abused by staff. Regardless of what it is, you're there, and it doesn't look like they're planning on letting you out any time soon.

Maybe you're actually not supposed to be there and you're trying to arrange for your release. Maybe you actually are meant to be there and you're struggling with your illness. Maybe you're not a patient at all and you're just there to visit or earn your paycheck. It's up to you.

Rules:

1. Post with your character's name, canon, and your preferences on the subject bar, and set up the situation.
2. Tag other people. Are you a visitor? A staff member? A fellow patient? A hallucination? It's your choice.
3. Have fun!

Comments

[edducated]

You haven't?

[He stops dead. No, no, he's put so much effort into that!]

Well, maybe you should. I could delay sessions for a while. You know, just to let you get on your feet. It would be nice, for a new psychiatrist. Ease you into the rhythm of things.

[revmeup]

No, that's not necessary. Besides, you don't decide your own schedule in here, Mr. Nigma. You know that.

[Takes a seat and props her feet up on the bare, rounded-corners, bolted-down, oh so safe table. Drops his file with no great flair. What's another stack of dull paper?]

Have a seat. Let's chat. I'm Dr. Quinzel, by the way.

[edducated]

I don't want to sit. I'm not done.

[He has to touch all the windows. Even if she hasn't read his file. Especially if he hasn't read his file.

What if she brings up Victoria? He doesn't want to talk about Victoria. Sure, killing her was what led to his supposed 'psychotic break', but the court ruled it self-defense and he doesn't want to talk about it, so he shouldn't have to talk about it. Talking isn't a thing he wants to do. No talking. No.]

[revmeup]

Sit, don't sit. It's all the same to me. Heck, you don't even have to talk, but it'll sure be boring to spend a whole hour not talking. You've had a lot of privileges revoked, Eddie - can I call you that? Eddie? - and cooperation would go a long way to getting those back. Library access, for example.

Do you wanna know why I didn't read your file?

[edducated]

They're not going to give me library access.

[ His tone is scornful. Why would they? They couldn't possibly think that was a good idea. The last time he got on the computers, he encrypted six other patient files. They still haven't cracked it. Funny. He thought it was funny, anyway. ]

...are they considering giving me library access? Are they thinking about it? Are you serious, or just trying to get me to talk to you? Because I won't talk to you, especially if you're not serious.

[revmeup]

I made the case for it this morning. Limited, with supervision, of course. No computer access. I think it has a good chance of passing.

[edducated]

I'll never give in to your pathetic attempts at bribery.

[ A brief pause. His fingertips rest on the window glass. ]

...did they say anything about XBox Live?

[ What? He's lonely. ]

[revmeup]

[Smiles and it's warm and genuine.]

I could totally kick your ass at Halo.

[edducated]

Bring it.

[ Now there's a spark of enthusiasm! ]

[revmeup]

[points at the empty chair]

Talk now. Halo later.

[edducated]

Fine.

[ He flops into the chair. ]

Diagnose me, Mistress Physician. Diagnose me hard.

[ His tone is sarcastic. ]

[revmeup]

"Kind of a schmuck" isn't a recognized diagnosis, Eddie.

[Taps his file with her pen.]

Give me the cliff notes here. What's the story of Edward Nigma according to Edward Nigma?

[edducated]

Narcissistic personality disorder, compulsive behavior and sociopathic tendencies. Also manic episodes. Those are diagnoses.

[Sidestep the question, thankyouverymuch.]

[revmeup]

What's the matter? Daddy never loved you?

[edducated]

I've been loved by lots of people.

[revmeup]

I didn't ask about lots of people. How 'bout ... Victoria?

[edducated]

What about her?

[She's dead, he killed her, they'd been together for three years, etcetera. The facts were all established by a court of law. He hasn't grown insensitive to the topic, but he's grown good at pretending he's insensitive.]

[revmeup]

That went belly up, huh? Tell me about her.

[edducated]

I don't want to.

[revmeup]

[shrugs]

I can read about it later, but I do want to hear your side of things.

I'd like to make some changes to your medication. Cut back. Ten pills a day seems a bit excessive. What do you think about that?