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Post by Shalie Matsuoka on Apr 15, 2009 11:12:47 GMT -7
Shalie looked at him with a raised brow. "Oh, stop that now. We're going to get through these questions. I'll make sure of it." She called in guards. Things were getting annoying enough that she thought she might want back up. She didn't really think that he would do something now, but it was just in case. "What was your childhood like?" Yes, they were the same questions over and over, but that was how it was here. Life continued on, and some people were benefitting from it. She reminded herself quickly of those that were... She had lied to herself earlier, yes? She was stressed and not seeing the whole picture. She remembered her father always telling her to... She tilted her head. "Go on then, no more playing around. Answer the questions so that we can get through this session."
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Chuckles
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Homicidal Maniac
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Post by Chuckles on Apr 16, 2009 10:05:02 GMT -7
As he listened to her, he just laughed.
"Ah, the Naive. You haven't been here long enough to even know who really runs this place, haven't ya? Oh well, I suppose I should answer this question. For childhood, it was a strict, military family. Daddy was a good ole' Marine and Mommy was a good ole whore haha!! He never laid a hand on me, no, no, no. He sure liked to toss Mommy around the room though. Or, the odd moments were he'd get mad at me....hehehehe.....and the next day Mother Mai Eye would have a broken arm, black eye, or whatever Dad decided was best for her. After all, it was like he said, she was just a filthy whore anyway hahaha!!!"
Chuckles spurted out as he then spun around and sat back down on his bed while giving the guards puppy eyes.
"Who, for Moooooiiiiiii? Oh, you sho-"
Chuckles stopped midsentence as a sudden urge took him over and, in a split second, he punched one guard in the throat and was on top of the other one, viciously beating in his face.
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Post by Shalie Matsuoka on Apr 16, 2009 14:21:50 GMT -7
Shalie was angry. "Shut the fuck up, it's not as though you know the place better than I do. My father runs it, and we have been investigating it beforehand. Don't you make the mistake of thinking that I haven't done my research." She knew that not even the patients knew about the basement, no one did. And she knew the workings of most of the employees, the main reason that she remained here. She wasn't that surprised when he freaked out and attacked the guards. But she took out a syringe and jammed it in Chuckles' throat. She went about it in such a calm way, though she had to be careful so that the needle didn't break in his skin. She called in more guards to escort him out as the drugs would take effect. So much for the therapy...
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