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Posting live from the downtown Colorado Cafe (We've finally made it; figured we'd stop for a bite to eat (Oh, did I just give away my location? Awww, that's too bad. Ah well, then I'll be sure to make the rest of my trip quick ( Read more... ) -
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Jack Torrance, after upon murdering two nurses, has made his attempt to escape Isolation and RainyDays mental facility and has succeeded. At the moment, his whereabouts and where he is actually headed are relatively unknown; an only clue of possible help came from the front receptionist who allowed Mr. Torrance to take a call from his recent ex- ( Read more... ) -
Dr. House.
When, may I ask, am I going to be let out of here?
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Isolation.
Not all it's cracked up to be down here is it?
It's quiet, though, I like that. And they let me keep the laptop.
Funny how something can just blow up in your face, huh? Well, suppose I ought to just be a good boy, says Doctor House, and take my punishment. I still have my nuts, fortunately.
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Isolation.
Due to extenuating circumstances, Jack Torrance has been removed from his room and placed into Isolation under the orders of Doctor House. Visitors are not allowed until further notice and his length of stay remains unknown at this time.
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Satisfaction.
You can both go and bitch all you want.
But I've done what I've wanted to, and now I'm quite satisfied.
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Hmmm.
People are so impossibly sensitive.
And so unappreciative when all you're trying to is make them feel better, and of course, yourself.
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I have a doctor.
Dr. House.
And I'm going to refurbishing his office in return for things suited to my...my needs.
You have very persuasive bargaining chips Dr. House.
Other than that, a room by yourself is quite dull.
One of the nurses says I need to go and make friends. Acquaintances. Yaddayaddayadda. All words.
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Steven, was that your name? You've caused me to break my type writer. Now? I cannot finish my book. And I extremely dislike writing things out by hand; that and a lack of pencils keeps me from writing anyhow. You're lucky they won't let me out of my room. So, in turn, you owe me another one. Fetch boy, fetch.
Angus. I wouldn't forget your name. And ( Read more... ) -
Come And Play.
It seems I've been put into the mad house. Can you believe it? Me? Of all people? Bah.
Just because a man chooses to try and kill his son and wife doesn't make me nutty now does it?
All I wanted to do was write my book, was that so much to ask? Apparently so. I just wanted a little peace and quiet and that little bitch ruined me and took my son. ( Read more... )