ITP: Doctor hard at work.

[actualrapist]

[Bring him your sick, your injured, your jailbai-- wait. The good doctor will treat your bruises, colds or that one injury you've been trying to hide for weeks. Come, there are cookies in his office ♥]

((MY NET GOT SUPER STUPID so I'll be slow. I'm sorry I swear it wasn't doing this half an hour ago))

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[failingheaven]

[headed down the hospital corridor toward Doctor Muraki's office, absently wondering what a cupcake would be like if it had legs.]

[heliocentricism]

[ SUDDENLY, YOU ARE SURROUNDED BY ~WARM~ ~WONDERFUL~ LIGHT AND ~FLOWER PETALS~ ]

[heliocentricism]

[ HAVE A GOD \o/ floating down to youuuuuu. ]

[heliocentricism]

I'll grant that w--

[coughmeupinside]

Ah . . .

[totally not where he intended to be]

[actualrapist]

Ah, that's twice now is it not?

[coughmeupinside]

I have no idea why camp is so eager for me to visit the hospital.

[actualrapist]

Do you have any guesses?

[youschuldblame]

[knocks at the open door, peeking in]

[actualrapist]

Oh? That's unusual.

[youschuldblame]

What is?

[actualrapist]

Someone knocking, please come in.

[galacticfairy]

Delicious...!

[actualrapist]

Hello Miss Nome.

[galacticfairy]

Doctor~. Did you make these yourself?

[actualrapist]

No, I am not very good at the kitchen.

[foreverjustice]

Excuse me, where am I?

[actualrapist]

My office. Where did you intend to go?

[foreverjustice]

Somewhere else, but it looks like I got lost.

[actualrapist]

Camp tend to bring people here when they need medical attention.