NationStates Jolt Archive

"Patient three-four-two is checking in."

"What's his deal?"

"Hallucinations. Claims he sees giant floating fire escapes."

"Send him to the next open room."

"Yes, ma'am."

Only Patient 342 was different. He wasn't insane. But he could fake it for a good newspaper article for the next month. It was a check-up on the staff. Could they really treat the insane? Could they even tell if people were insane? Patient 342 didn't think so. But, according to them, Patient 342 saw giant floating fire escapes. This would be an interesting month.

He was shown to his room, spartan and sterile.

Hoo-boy. Oh well...

An single twin mattress on a wrought iron frame stared back at him. A table, bolted down, and barred windows greeted him in appreciation. He sat down as the orderly closed the door. He pulled out his journal and began to take notes.

Day One
Not much to complain about. These people seem caring enough. I hope it lasts.

Day Two
Rather dull, but I must admit that this couldn't make anything any worse. It just might not get better. They mostly leave you to your own devices, but there are regulated meal times and exercise times. Other than that, though, it is rather free. I suspect I am being watched, but they just think I am doodling or writing nonsense. They don't bother to look at my notes. They just know I take them. Interesting.

(OOC: Are you looking for other nations to RP the doctors? If so I'd be happy to.)

(ooc: This is pretty cool. I'll join in later. #tag#)

Doctors, maybe. Patients would be more interesting. :)

OOC: Assuming yes...

IC: "Nurse, have Patient 342 brought to my office in twenty minutes."

"Yes, doctor, I'll bring a few orderlies just in case."
"Excellent."

Hmm... Suffers from hallucinations... the existence of giant fire escapes? I've never dealt with anything like this before...

"Good, now now... there is no need for that jacket, please remove it."

*An orderly removes the jacket.*

"Please sit down Patient 342, can you tell me your name?"

"My name?"

Do I lie? Well, he won't know either way.

"My name is Joseph Minler. Sir."

Doctors, maybe. Patients would be more interesting. :)

Oh.. ignore my other post then.

"I am Patient 1001... I fear palindrome!! Why am I #1001... don't they know that's a palindromerom?"

"Betty, he's been like that this whole time... I don't know what a palindrome is... can't we just change his number?"

Head Nurse: "Ah... whatever... these crazy people, Sarajah, make him wear this instead."

"Oh thank you dear woman! You know that I hate palindromes... they scare me! Thank you for the new suite."

Sarajah: "No problem... just stop whining alright?"

Patient: "Oh no problem... now that I'm patient 2442... everything is better."

"Wait a second... 2442 ! Another palindrome!!"

Head Nurse: "Obviously he's insane... what is a palindrome anyway?"

"My name?"

Do I lie? Well, he won't know either way.

"My name is Joseph Minler. Sir."

"Ah, Joseph Minler, please take a seat. Before I begin, please understand that we are all here to help you, we seek to take the best of care to all our patients. Now can you tell me a little about yourself?"

Uh-oh.

"Well, I admitting myself because of my hallucinations. But after two or three days in here, the rest has done me some good. I think it was stress-related. Because I'm all better now. Really."

Doctors, maybe. Patients would be more interesting. :)

Oh.. ignore my other post then.

"I am Patient 1001... I fear palindrome!! Why am I #1001... don't they know that's a palindromerom?"

"Betty, he's been like that this whole time... I don't know what a palindrome is... can't we just change his number?"

Head Nurse: "Ah... whatever... these crazy people, Sarajah, make him wear this instead."

"Oh thank you dear woman! You know that I hate palindromes... they scare me! Thank you for the new suite."

Sarajah: "No problem... just stop whining alright?"

Patient: "Oh no problem... now that I'm patient 2442... everything is better."

"Wait a second... 2442 ! Another palindrome!!"

Head Nurse: "Obviously he's insane... what is a palindrome anyway?"

Another patient chuckled.

"A palindrome reads the same if you reverse the letters. Otto, 13231, etcetra. Sheesh, and WE'RE supposed to be the nutty ones."

Uh-oh.

"Well, I admitting myself because of my hallucinations. But after two or three days in here, the rest has done me some good. I think it was stress-related. Because I'm all better now. Really."

"Oh is that so? Well believe it or not, most of my patients tell me this to begin with! Although it rarely turns out to be true. I hope that you can understand, but for your own sake we must insure that you do not harm yourself or society, so we'll be keeping you hear in the short-term future. NURSE!"

"Yes, doctor."

"I'm finished with this patient, please return him to his room."

"Of course, doctor."

Well, that's just peachy. Oh well, I have a "Get out of Asylum free" card. Assuming they don't think it's fake.

He reclined on his bed, and dozed off.

Well, that's just peachy. Oh well, I have a "Get out of Asylum free" card. Assuming they don't think it's fake.

He reclined on his bed, and dozed off.

A few hours later...

Nurse: *Knocks on door* then opens it.

"Oh, you're all cooped up in here! That's terrible, I wouldn't want you to think that this is a jail or something... come come, we have many other patients and I'm sure you're dying to meet them."

Well, that's just peachy. Oh well, I have a "Get out of Asylum free" card. Assuming they don't think it's fake.

He reclined on his bed, and dozed off.

A few hours later...

Nurse: *Knocks on door* then opens it.

"Oh, you're all cooped up in here! That's terrible, I wouldn't want you to think that this is a jail or something... come come, we have many other patients and I'm sure you're dying to meet them."

The few orderlies waiting outside emphasized that this was not a suggestion.

Helloooooo, nurse! A little violation of the nurse-patient privilege is in order!

"Oh. Hmm. Okay."

He walks out, and wanders into the courtyard-type area.

"Hello."

People's head's turned.

"Aah!"

"YO!"

"Daddy!"

"Hellooo, there, honey!"

Helloooooo, nurse! A little violation of the nurse-patient privilege is in order!

"Oh. Hmm. Okay."

He walks out, and wanders into the courtyard-type area.

"Hello."

People's head's turned.

"Aah!"

"YO!"

"Daddy!"

"Hellooo, there, honey!"

Patient 1001, now #2442, was stumbling around in the general courtyard area... he was very frightened, as both of his numbers happened to be palindromes, very very frightened.

Hi.. You are 342... you are not a palindrome?

*Lain, one of the female paitents, lounges about in the courtyard, away from the others.*

Lain: "I am a Queen, damnit. Why am I being locked in here?!"

*She demanded of the orderly before her. The man slolwy shook his head.*

Orderly: "Look, you are not Queen of AutoMagFreek! AMF isn't even a Queendom!"

Lain: "Shows how much you know simpleton! Get out of my sight, commoner! You're lucky none of my Royal Sentenials are here, or else I'd have them rip you to shreds!"

*The orderly sighs heavily and leaves the brunette to her dellusions.*


((OOC: Click HERE (http://img.villagephotos.com/p/2003-8/338831/034.jpg) to see Lain's pic.))

"Where's the Nazi!" A man yelled in a British accent as he ran through the courtyard. "How dare their evil Chancellor meet with Britain's Prime Minister, this is tyranny! A Nazi plot! Churchill would never conceive to meeting with that barbarian Hitler!"

"Mister Randall! Calm yourself! W.W.II ended in 1945... it is now 2003... Hitler and Churchill are dead... The two nations are at peace!" The Nurse tried to calm Mister Randall, or Patient #1414, who was 84 years old.

"That's treason to say Churchill is dead... What kind of medic are you my good woman!?" Mr. Randall questioned.

"Sir... I'm not a Medic... this isn't even Britain... I'm not even British!"

"Then you miss, must be an Axis spy! I should put you under arrest this very instant, but I seem to have misplaced by firearm, and there are no MP's about!"

The Nurse sighed.

"Nazis!" Mr. Randall screamed, and ran off (Very agile for being 84) when he saw a Doctor coming towards him. Mr. Randall lost his nurse, and literally right into something. "You Nazi...I shall have you court Marshaled for this!" Mr. Randall commanded and lectured to statue he had run into. "Do you know who I am, I am second in command, British 8th Infantry, and you'll be sorry! I can guarantee that! And believe you me..."

Somebody interrupted Mr. Randall.

OOC: have one of your characters interrupt mine. Remember, he's stuck in W.W.II!

Jerome Mt. Saint sits on his bed. He is hunched over his legs, his hands grapple around his thighs and his feet are pulled up to the edge of the bed, where they sit on the cold rim of the bed frame.

Damn spring mattresses

He watches the clock as it moves.

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Jerome Mt. Saint, patient #1273, is awoken from his empty stare as he hears the door suddenly unlocking.

He doesn't react in time to see it opening...he just suddenly sees that it is.

"You know," he begins to the Handler 'Orderly' my ass at the door, "I'm really glad that you brought me in...ecstatic really. It's brought so much sense into my life now...so much more sense. I just want--"

"I know," the Orderly interjects, "you told me this morning...the last time I came for you."

"Aha. Sorry then, sorry for being such a pain."

Luke spinned a silver coin which he had managed to keep. He looked at the flickers of the light, playfully dancing accross the coins surface. He continued to do this for long minutes his mind thinking. Thinking about wat he had said.

"I was right to have said it! They need to know the truth!" Luke said to himself, the coin spinning some more, as it danced dextrerously on his knuckles. Luke had been here longer than anyone could remember, he had white hait now, a short beard and short bristly hair. He had brown eyes, and his face seemed oh so tierd and neglected.

"If only I had a pen...I could write this all down. How they are writing my destiny down in that stupid internet game! I bet they are even writing me saying this even now, eh player?" Luke cursed on his revelations, and how no-one cared about the truth, he cursed those people who wrote about his torment and used him as entertainment.

"Where's the Nazi!" A man yelled in a British accent as he ran through the courtyard. "How dare their evil Chancellor meet with Britain's Prime Minister, this is tyranny! A Nazi plot! Churchill would never conceive to meeting with that barbarian Hitler!"

"Mister Randall! Calm yourself! W.W.II ended in 1945... it is now 2003... Hitler and Churchill are dead... The two nations are at peace!" The Nurse tried to calm Mister Randall, or Patient #1414, who was 84 years old.

"That's treason to say Churchill is dead... What kind of medic are you my good woman!?" Mr. Randall questioned.

"Sir... I'm not a Medic... this isn't even Britain... I'm not even British!"

"Then you miss, must be an Axis spy! I should put you under arrest this very instant, but I seem to have misplaced by firearm, and there are no MP's about!"

The Nurse sighed.

"Nazis!" Mr. Randall screamed, and ran off (Very agile for being 84) when he saw a Doctor coming towards him. Mr. Randall lost his nurse, and literally right into something. "You Nazi...I shall have you court Marshaled for this!" Mr. Randall commanded and lectured to statue he had run into. "Do you know who I am, I am second in command, British 8th Infantry, and you'll be sorry! I can guarantee that! And believe you me..."

Somebody interrupted Mr. Randall.

OOC: have one of your characters interrupt mine. Remember, he's stuck in W.W.II!

*There was a whirr of motion and a loud smack as Lain's open palm slams against Mr. Randall's cheek.*

Lain: "As the Queen of AutoMagFreek I order you to shut the hell up! "

Orderly: "There is no Queen of AMF..."

*A nearby orderly muttered under his breath, but Lain heard.*

Lain: "Treason! You there, do you support your Queen? Then strike down this speaker of treason. He speaks ill of royalty!"

*She said to Randall. The Orderly, seeing where this was going, as it had countless times before, immediately calls in for backup to restrain the girl before she goes off and tries to rally the paitents under her.*

Patient 1273 unfolds himself from his perch and is led out of his padded room by the orderly. Time to deceive the docs and nurses...always trying to fool me.

This is Patient #488. His name? Daniel.

He looked at the light hanging on the roof, lying in this dirty bed. It has been a few day now, ever since his Gym teachers told the doctor how Daniel claimed "he saw his murderer". Indeed, someone has tried to abduct him before, and the scar remains.

He looked up, with his stressed and tired eyes. What the hell...

He leaped forward. "Help me!! Someone's going to murder me... help!!!", he yelled frantically, when a nrse passed by.

He continued to stare at that white wall.

OOC: Someone could be the nurse...

Jeepers cripes! What have I gotten myself into?

"No, I'm afraid I am not a Palindrome. Sorry."

He sits down, and begins to take notes. Who would notice?

*Before Randall could pledge his alliegence to Lain, 'Queen of AutoMagFreek,' several Orderly came out and grab hold of her.*

Lain: "Let me go! Hands off of me! How dare you touch royalty!"

*The three men drag her off kicking, screaming, and cursing. It seemed a bit much. Lain was by no means strong, heck, one Orderly alone could subdue her. Three was just overkill...*

*starts humping a wall in the background*
*sings* I'VE GOT A LOVELY BUNCH OF COCONUTS

is there anyone here named timmy?

Inmate 24601 sat in the corner in the yard. He had bad memories of a killer animal killing his friends and almost killing him. The killer animal was a bunny. Every day, he reduced himself to repaeating "the bunny
" over and over for half an hour. This was one fo those times.

"The queen..." Mr. Randall says as he quirks his head at the scene of Lain being dragged off. "Why, I shall defend their majesties, King Edward, VI and Queen Elizabeth I (King and Queen of England during WWII), from those evil Nazis at all costs! But I have no weapon! ... Aha!" Mr. Randall grabbed a nearby stick and ran up to one of the Orderly's. "Cease you Nasty German, let her majesty go, or you shall feel my wraith, and the might of the British Army!" He started beating one of the orderlies with the stick.

"Hey! Ow! You old coot! Stop it!" The Orderly screamed, as he tried to grab Mr. Randall's arms or the stick. Lain slipped out of the other Orderly's grasp, as they were distracted with Mr. Randall's beating of the one Orderly.

"Run Your Majesty!" Mr. Randall said, as he threw the stick at the Orderly, and started to run.

Inmate 24601 sat in the corner in the yard. He had bad memories of a killer animal killing his friends and almost killing him. The killer animal was a bunny. Every day, he reduced himself to repaeating "the bunny
" over and over for half an hour. This was one fo those times.

*walks up to you with a pair of fuzzy bunny slippers on*
hello there Nancy! I've been looking for you!

"the bunny...the bunny...."
he saw the bunny slippers and after shiting himself he attacked them.

ahhhhhhhh my hands!!!!!.....er.....I mean ahhhhhhh my feet!!!! the pain!!!! *tries to punch you through straight jacket*

o.o.c. there is no you.

i.c. "ahh" He get's elbowed in the face but he rips off the bunny slipers and starts eating them.

*goes to a corner and weeps....begins to plot revenge*

*Lain slips away from the Orderlys with Randall at her side, trying to find a place to hide. The Courtyard wasn't very big, and offered almost no place to hide, so they ran in circles around the large tree in the center of the courtyard.*

Lain: "We must flee from this place, and find those loyal to me!"

*The Orderlies gave chase, two of them pulling out Stun Sticks.*

Orderly: "Stop! Slow down! You're only making things worse!"


((OOC: Stun Stick: Basically a Taser, but in melee form! ^_^
Why don't the Orderlies just split up? You know, one chases them, while two go the opposite direction. I guess they're not that smart. *Wink!*))

Patient # 2632003(OOC: The date I joined NS) awoke in his room and logged onto his 'computer', really his pillow. "What?! Ban smoking in my nation? Why the hell not." He moves his slipper around like a mouse. "Ah! Another funny RP I can join." He reads it. "An insane asylum huh? Ok..."

He starts 'typing':

Patient # 2632003(OOC: The date I joined NS) awoke in his room and logged onto his 'computer', really his pillow. "What?! Ban smoking in my nation? Why the hell not." He moves his slipper around like a mouse. "Ah! Another funny RP I can join." He reads it. "An insane asylum huh? Ok..."

OOC: It could happen... :wink:

Patient # 2632003(OOC: The date I joined NS) awoke in his room and logged onto his 'computer', really his pillow. "What?! Ban smoking in my nation? Why the hell not." He moves his slipper around like a mouse. "Ah! Another funny RP I can join." He reads it. "An insane asylum huh? Ok..."

He starts 'typing':

Patient # 2632003(OOC: The date I joined NS) awoke in his room and logged onto his 'computer', really his pillow. "What?! Ban smoking in my nation? Why the hell not." He moves his slipper around like a mouse. "Ah! Another funny RP I can join." He reads it. "An insane asylum huh? Ok..."

OOC: It could happen... :wink:

((OOC: *Dies luaghing!*))

Patient # 2632003(OOC: The date I joined NS) awoke in his room and logged onto his 'computer', really his pillow. "What?! Ban smoking in my nation? Why the hell not." He moves his slipper around like a mouse. "Ah! Another funny RP I can join." He reads it. "An insane asylum huh? Ok..."

He starts 'typing':

Patient # 2632003(OOC: The date I joined NS) awoke in his room and logged onto his 'computer', really his pillow. "What?! Ban smoking in my nation? Why the hell not." He moves his slipper around like a mouse. "Ah! Another funny RP I can join." He reads it. "An insane asylum huh? Ok..."

OOC: It could happen... :wink:LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!