Appeasing the Voices [ota]
With the grief tampered to a bearable level, Ophelia had the need to go out and indulge. She needed to play, to get rid of some of the morose feelings. And so, she wound up in the garage, having stolen a good many of the cutlery from the mess hall.
She was on the top of one of the vans, tapping out a beat that she seemed to find rhythmic, while humming a tune and jolting some words out. Until inspiration hit her then and there. "Miss Lucy had some leeches, her leeches liked to suck. And when they drank up all her blood she didn't give a - Funny when the doctors had locked her in her cell, Miss Lucy screamed all night that they should go to bloody - Hello to the surgeon with scalpel old and blunt. He'll tie you to the table then he'll mutilate your..."
She paused there, smirk on her face before grinning cheekily, "Come it's nearly teatime, the lunatics arrive. The keepers bleed them all until there's no one left a - Lively little rodents are eaten up by cats. We're subject to experiments like laboratory - Rats I've dropped a teacup how easily they break. I'm on my hands and knees until I pay for my mis-"
When she heard something shift, breaking her tune, she stopped again, the cutlery stopping in her hands as she looked around and tried to sense anyone. Shrugging she tried to remember where she was. "Take off all your clothing, we've only just begun. We have no anaesthesia it's eighteen forty - one thing we should tell you, before you try again. The tests are all invented by a lot of filthy - Mentally hysteric, she's failed the exam. Don't bother telling Lucy for she doesn't give a - Damn that nitrous oxide, for when you can't escape, they say the surgeons oft commit a murder or a - Razor-blades are rusty and not a lot of fun, so when they try to amputate your legs you'd better - Run and fetch the chemist, a patient's feeling sad. She's been in chains for ages and she isn't even - Madness is a nuisance, and no one is immune. Your sister, mum or daughter may become a raving -"
Suddenly things weren't making sense and Ophelia stopped, dropping the knives and spoons and grabbing her head. It was starting to shift into patterns and she didn't like patterns. Not when they were round and controlled. She liked spirals and arches, she had to look for reserves, and the only reserves which lacked pattern were Martini's. "Lunatics are dangerous, and doctors are obeyed. They also go together just like toast and marma- Ladies are like children, with brains the size of squirrels. Lets give clitoridectomies to all the little - girls are helpless treasures, that daddies must protect. So lie upon the table for the doctors to in- Speculums are super and stirrups all the rage. So spread a lady's legs then put her back into her - Cage of naked crazies, the surgeon's here to bleed. The doctors all are learned men and some can even - Reading can be risky, for women on the verge. It only did us worlds of good to poison, leech and - Purging is a penance, Phlebotomy's a chore. No need to sterilize the tools we never did be- Fore the night is over, before you go to bed. They'll take a hammer and a nail and jam it in your..."
It was right then that Ophelia fell off the van. Ignoring anything around her.
[ooc; yes, it's long. and yes it's strange. but it has meaning, really. the song is 'miss lucy had some leeches' and frankly, it's very much an Ophelia thing.]
She was on the top of one of the vans, tapping out a beat that she seemed to find rhythmic, while humming a tune and jolting some words out. Until inspiration hit her then and there. "Miss Lucy had some leeches, her leeches liked to suck. And when they drank up all her blood she didn't give a - Funny when the doctors had locked her in her cell, Miss Lucy screamed all night that they should go to bloody - Hello to the surgeon with scalpel old and blunt. He'll tie you to the table then he'll mutilate your..."
She paused there, smirk on her face before grinning cheekily, "Come it's nearly teatime, the lunatics arrive. The keepers bleed them all until there's no one left a - Lively little rodents are eaten up by cats. We're subject to experiments like laboratory - Rats I've dropped a teacup how easily they break. I'm on my hands and knees until I pay for my mis-"
When she heard something shift, breaking her tune, she stopped again, the cutlery stopping in her hands as she looked around and tried to sense anyone. Shrugging she tried to remember where she was. "Take off all your clothing, we've only just begun. We have no anaesthesia it's eighteen forty - one thing we should tell you, before you try again. The tests are all invented by a lot of filthy - Mentally hysteric, she's failed the exam. Don't bother telling Lucy for she doesn't give a - Damn that nitrous oxide, for when you can't escape, they say the surgeons oft commit a murder or a - Razor-blades are rusty and not a lot of fun, so when they try to amputate your legs you'd better - Run and fetch the chemist, a patient's feeling sad. She's been in chains for ages and she isn't even - Madness is a nuisance, and no one is immune. Your sister, mum or daughter may become a raving -"
Suddenly things weren't making sense and Ophelia stopped, dropping the knives and spoons and grabbing her head. It was starting to shift into patterns and she didn't like patterns. Not when they were round and controlled. She liked spirals and arches, she had to look for reserves, and the only reserves which lacked pattern were Martini's. "Lunatics are dangerous, and doctors are obeyed. They also go together just like toast and marma- Ladies are like children, with brains the size of squirrels. Lets give clitoridectomies to all the little - girls are helpless treasures, that daddies must protect. So lie upon the table for the doctors to in- Speculums are super and stirrups all the rage. So spread a lady's legs then put her back into her - Cage of naked crazies, the surgeon's here to bleed. The doctors all are learned men and some can even - Reading can be risky, for women on the verge. It only did us worlds of good to poison, leech and - Purging is a penance, Phlebotomy's a chore. No need to sterilize the tools we never did be- Fore the night is over, before you go to bed. They'll take a hammer and a nail and jam it in your..."
It was right then that Ophelia fell off the van. Ignoring anything around her.
[ooc; yes, it's long. and yes it's strange. but it has meaning, really. the song is 'miss lucy had some leeches' and frankly, it's very much an Ophelia thing.]