"I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I'm saying." - Oscar Wilde
The hospital is apparently concerned about my sanity, because they sent a psychiatrist to speak to me. The man was an idiot, I mean really! Not only did he openly scoff at many of my answers, but he was meek and easily cowed. I expected better of you, Mishima Hospital.
'Subject exhibits intimidating tendencies and tactics, speaks mockingly frequently belittling attempts to piece through obvious delirium.' How about 'subject is running a fever of over 100 degrees and is sick of being treated like a psych ward escapee'? That seems like a damn good reason for attitude issues.
'Subject insists reddish hue to eyes is natural and not indicative of sickness.' My eyes have had a 'so-called reddish hue' since I was little. It's not a symptom, these are not contact lenses.
Subject frequently indulges in disruptive or exhibitionistic tendencies, punctuated by a clear aversion to clothing which in turn has created an antagonistic environment.' Maybe, just maybe, the subject is sick of sweating herself dehydrated and stays far cooler while lacking clothing and enjoying the coolness of the window? Turn down the heat and I'll get dressed again, it's that simple. It's because I'm fat, isn't it?
Anyway, I've been speaking with my new friend, the hyperactive squirrel I've named Sir Didymus and he feels that this is all just a plot to tell them all my secrets. Well it won't work, the gold is well-hidden and my children are guarding it well. Someone needs to check on the kids...I'd send Didymus but they've chained him to the bed as well.
[[ooc; Yes, a delusional shrink can be dangerous.]]
'Subject exhibits intimidating tendencies and tactics, speaks mockingly frequently belittling attempts to piece through obvious delirium.' How about 'subject is running a fever of over 100 degrees and is sick of being treated like a psych ward escapee'? That seems like a damn good reason for attitude issues.
'Subject insists reddish hue to eyes is natural and not indicative of sickness.' My eyes have had a 'so-called reddish hue' since I was little. It's not a symptom, these are not contact lenses.
Subject frequently indulges in disruptive or exhibitionistic tendencies, punctuated by a clear aversion to clothing which in turn has created an antagonistic environment.' Maybe, just maybe, the subject is sick of sweating herself dehydrated and stays far cooler while lacking clothing and enjoying the coolness of the window? Turn down the heat and I'll get dressed again, it's that simple. It's because I'm fat, isn't it?
Anyway, I've been speaking with my new friend, the hyperactive squirrel I've named Sir Didymus and he feels that this is all just a plot to tell them all my secrets. Well it won't work, the gold is well-hidden and my children are guarding it well. Someone needs to check on the kids...I'd send Didymus but they've chained him to the bed as well.
[[ooc; Yes, a delusional shrink can be dangerous.]]