Zanzibar19 mental facility.
The sun is coming up, you are looking around to see people getting out of bed all around you. First up - the morning chant.
"It works if you shoot it, so shoot it, you're worth it!"
Next, patients all around you scramble to their chairs for the morning councelling session.
My name is booboo. I'm having problems with my emotional ... emotionality.
I recently found out that a very good friend of mine is very sick, and I am not coping with the fact that I am completely helpless.
Pokestine, my cripple friend, shares some of my sadness. I have cried for a good 6 hours today - it's really quite tiring.
But because of the nature of the relationship I have with this friend, I can't do anything more than watch from afar and worry as he looks sicker and sicker every time I see him. It's heartbreaking to see such a brilliant creature slowly being drained.
Help me.
booboo sits and the nurse motions for you to respond and share your own thoughts.
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The deaf old hippie, rises up on his one good leg from where he has been sitting by himself in the corner, hops to the center of the room. Turning in a circle, his one bloodshot eye nailing everyone to their seat like a dragon fly in some boys collection, he wipes the ever present drool from his chin, blows a snot ball the color of a new mown lawn onto the floor, farmer style.
His desert dry lips part and he says, "Banana, you dumb bastards!" and hops back to his corner to wimper away the rest of the day waiting for his meds.Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
The nurse, rather used to Steve's behaviour, doesn't flinch. Instead she glances at the snotball.
She turns to an intern standing by and whispers something to him. He stares at Steve for a few moments before walking away to get some sausages.
A few seconds later the nurse looks around the circle.
"Does anyone else have something to say?"Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
The old captain, a grizzled veteran of the industrial ferry trade, raises his hand.
The nurse is taken aback for a moment. In the 10 years she's been working here the captain has never participated with the other patients in any way. She'd been told by her predecessor that he had caused an accident that killed a young rastafarian man over 20 years ago and had not spoken since.
Overcoming her momentary flustering the nurse said, "Yes captain. What would you like to share with the group?"
"Hello, my name is Jose Emanis and I used to drive a boat. Until that fateful day when my boat rolled over. They said that I'd told someone that it wasn't 'overloaded, per say'. But in fact that was a lie perpetrated by an evil old hippie who dreamed of the accident before it happened and in his drug induced delirium thought it was real."
Thinking that this could be the breakthrough in analysis she needed to complete her doctorate the nurse leans into the circle and just as she's about to speak the intern returns with a plate of sausages. The room erupts with screams of glee.
"The people here sure do love a good sausage," whispers the hippie to himself, and smiles.Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
"Well I-I-I would just l-like to say, that th-th-the s-sausages are re-rr-rrreally good here, ma'am." someone pipes up from the circle.
The nurse turns to see a young man with a mop of curly blonde hair smile, taking another bite of his sausages. She smiled back.
"You're welcome, Randy."
"Where's my GODDAMN MUSTARD?!" an old man yells, startling half the room to dropping their plates. Another intern rushes in with mustard as two patients start to cry.
"You broke my food!" one screams, leaving the circle and retreating to his room. The other tries to pick up his sausage and brush off the germs, before stuffing it in his mouth and sitting back down. Nobody even notices the hippie pick up the broken sausage and add it to his own plate.
"For God's sake, please get Mr Stevenson another sausage." the nurse says, motioning to the man who left. "I need him to come back to the circle."
She let her head fall into her hands and muttered "Why do we even get the damn sausages? This always happens."
Randy moved his chair closer to her and put a hand on her shoulder.
"B-b, well because you're-you're a wonderful nnn-urse." he smiled.Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
Just then the pompous new administrator of the facility bursts into the room, startling the other half of the room to drop their plates.
The nurse, back turned to the Director, rolls her eyes and mutters, "Why does this always happen on sausage day?" Turning around with a forced smile, she says, "Dr. Everett, how kind of you to drop in on our group. Do you have anything you'd like to say to our clients?"
"Nurse Rance, I'm sorry I don't have time for such foolishness. There are budget items I'm looking into cutting. We must be more diligent in rooting out waste. For example, do you know how much it costs us in food waste ever time we serve sausages?"
Ms. Rance and the interns glace at each other and sigh. "Bloody yanks!" one was heard to mutter.
From his corner Steve is heard to softly sing, "I'm a yankee doodle dandy. I'll yank your doodle till you die." Then cackling he retreats under the nearest bed.Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
The Director, loathing being ignored, let rip a monstrous burp, causing the patients who were now picking up their food to abandon their efforts altogether and leave the circle. The nurses spun around and stared at him.
Randy tapped him on the shoulder.
"Y-you - aren't you even-even gonna s-say p-p-pardon - pardon me?" he whispered. The Director looked like he was going to spit on Randy's face for a few seconds before turning back to the nurses.
"Get control of this room before you lose your jobs. Tell the boys in the kitchen that they are never to make another sausage or I will confiscate theirs. And never ever be so condescending towards me."
He charged out of the room with a hint of a smile of satisfaction on his face. When he was at the door, he turned and looked at Randy.
"Pardon me." he said quietly.
Randy sat back in his chair in the abandoned circle.
"Can www-we please get back to the s-ss-ession, please nurse Rance?"Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
Just then the intern comes back with the replacement sausages. With a glance in the direction of the departing Director and setting the platter on the table in the center of the circle he steps back and shakes his head in wonder at how this simple thing brings the circle back together every week. Which opens them up to conversation.
Steve comes out from under the bed and plops down next to the Captain and slides his extra sausage onto the navy man's plate. "Sorry about that dream thingy, mate. Must have been those brownies my wife brought last week."
"Arrrrgg. That be ok sonny." says the Captain, slipping into pirate mode.
Randy sits on the other side of Steve and while Steve stares into the Captains eyes with his one bloodshot good eye, slides the broken half sausage from Steve's plate onto his own.Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
Randy finishes the sausage he stole from Steve and calls the circle together again. While there's so much noise from patients moving back into their chairs, Steve turns to look at Randy.
"I licked that sausage, boy." he said, laughing at Randy's change of expression - from proud to looking like someone kicked him in the stomach.
After a few dry gags, Randy said
"I'm very s-sorry mister-mister Steve. W-wwwon't do it again."
Steve smiled, bearing half-rotten teeth, and went back to staring at the Captain.
Booboo, who had been sitting silently in the corner for almost the entire proceeding, walked slowly back to a chair and sat opposite Randy, offering a sad half smile. He turned to the man next to him and started whispering. Booboo, slightly offended, turned her gaze to the floor and didn't move.
"D-do you think shhh-she's ok?" Randy asked Mr Stevenson, who had come back from his room to continue the session.
"She's always like that. Has been since she started highschool." he replied.
"H-hhow do you know? Randy asked, amazed.
"She talks occasionally. But the only person she really talks to anymore is Pokestine."he gestured to the blonde girl that had since sat down next to booboo. "You know, they talk pretty loudly sometimes. You wouldn't believe the things they say to eachother..."
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The calming effects of a good quality sausage work their magic on Steve and he calms down to rational level.
Getting out of his chair he moves to the one on the other side of Pokestine and taps her on the shoulder.
As she turns he whispers in her ear, "If you watch out for sunbeams and dust motes you won't trip and hurt your ankle."
She giggles for the first time in recent history and turns her attention back to Booboo.
Booboo glares at Steve. How dare he talk to "HER" one true freind. But Pokestine calms her down and they go back to their converstation that has nothing to do with sausages.Posted 1 year ago Login to Send PM -
Someone who had been out of earshot and up until this moment, completely unnoticed, started shuffling their way into the room, dragging her feet. Her left arm was wrapped around her right, which hung lifelessly at her side. She didn't notice anyone, but as soon as she entered, the room went silent and all eyes were on her. For she was the most unpredictable patient of all.
Steve turned back to Randy, who was on his other side, and smiled.
"Entertainment's here."Randy nodded and stared at the girl with awe.
"Y-you knowww, sh-sh-she's-s really ... really qu-quite pr- .... pret- ....pr- ..."He forgot about that speaking thing and let it go, never taking his eyes off her, who was still shuffling at a disturbingly slow rate, eyes searching all around her, even at times throwing her entire head to the side violently. She still hadn't noticed the room full of people staring at her. After what seemed like hours of just shuffling, and yet nobody had moved their eyes; they were expecting something, she stopped. Nothing came into her awareness - it probably never would. She simply let her head fall sideways onto her right shoulder, and paused.
Then they heard it. The tiniest littlest mouse-squeak of a fart. The girl seemed to explode, she fell forward to the ground and propped herself up in the army recon position. She grabbed wildly for a piece of broken sausage from the floor and gripped it so tightly it might have fallen apart. Her thumb dug into the top like it was a button.
"Chshsht! Come in, Major Dawling! I'm being attacked from all sides! Please, call everyone into retreat! Chshsht!"
She threw the radio-sausage away and rolled onto her back. She laid panting for a few seconds before she saw something above her. Evidently it was a very scary something, as her eyes widened in terror and her body jolted as if it had been stabbed or shot. Her head lolled to the side and she reached for the radio-sausage. She couldn't reach it, but she spoke anyway.
"Come in Major! Man down ... Man ..."
She trailed off and her eyes rolled up in her head. She was dead.
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Bond, gazing down from his perch on the chandelier where she'd seen him, sighed. Ever since he was brought here after a terrible accident it had fallen upon him to save the beautiful young lady every time she “died”.
Launching himself from the rim of the light, towel cape outstretched behind, he performed a perfect triple flip with a half twist and landed like a cat beside her. Bending down, his lips brushed her perfectly formed ear and he whispered something the other patients couldn’t catch. Bond lightly kissed her on the forehead and without warning drove his fist down on the center of her chest.
A gasp went up from the onlookers. He had never before done anything that could hurt someone. They leaned in and ….
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... watched her eyelids flutter. They jumped back and there was instant commotion. Ms Rance called them back to their seats and two orderlies separated Bond from the girl.
"I brought her back!" He exclaimed.
"You brought me back!" She said, sitting up. "My hero."
The orderlies rolled their eyes and let go of Bond, stepping back. Bond and the girl looked deep into eachother's eyes before she let out a horrified scream and ran back to her room. Bond shrugged and took the last empty seat in the circle, snatching up the broken sausage on the way as a keepsake.
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Pokestine nuzzled Booboo's ear and whispered, "Why can't he bring me back?" Causing Boo to jump from her seat and stomp over to sit next to Randy.
"H, h, hi Boooooo. How ah, ah, are you?" Randy eeks out. He shrinks into himself as Booboo puts her arm around him.
"I'm as fine as frog's hair. Randy honey." she crooned.
On Randy's other side Steve rolls his eyes and gives his head a slight shake. This happens every time another woman gets some attention. Booboo has to up the anty and does something to get Pokestine ramped up. Now the excreatment would hit the whirling blades. Just another Tuesday morning at the cracker factory.
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