First Diagnosis; Dictated;

[likesroleplay]

Frick. Frick. Frick.

Oh my god I don't know what happened or how I ended up here but if I don't show up for work tomorrow Dr. Cox is going to kill me. And if he doesn't Dr. Kelso certainly will and either way would pretty much suck because they're both just such complete hardasses. And I know I told myself I wasn't just going to lay over and take it anymore but I didn't think it was going to be tested this soon either, you know?

[And it's about then that she realizes the journal that's sitting next to her is writing down everything she's saying.]

Holy frick on a stick why is this journal writing in itself. I mean, the freaky castle isn't weird enough, there's enchanted journals too? Please tell me someone accidentally pricked me with some morphine or something because this sounds more like one of JD's crazy fantasies than anything real. I mean, this can't be what's really happening, right?


[There's pause, and then she sounds a little more pathetic.]

Right?

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[likesroleplay]

[She laughs a little at that.]

Awesomeness parachute?

[bro_codebreaker]

Yeah! ... You know. The awesome parts of you that keep you from falling completely into the pit of suck whenever life kicks you in the face.

[clearly, he should be a professional motivational speaker]

[likesroleplay]

...I think mine might need some patch work.

[bro_codebreaker]

Lucky for you, you landed in the magic castle with THE foremost expert on awesomeness parachute engineering.

[likesroleplay]

Guess there are some perks to the whole magic castle thing, then.

[bro_codebreaker]

More than you'd think, once you know where to look. True story. Step one? Wishes, wishes, wishes.

Step two: Seasons Room on a Tuesday. Step two-point-five? Repeat step two... Pina colada variant.

[likesroleplay]

Seasons room?

[bro_codebreaker]

Yeah, it's a beach on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and all full of snow on Mondays and Wednesdays. ... Nobody cares about Mondays and Wednesdays, but beach days are totally awesome.

[likesroleplay]

Can you actually get a tan or anything in there?

[bro_codebreaker]

Oh, definitely. Wish up some sunscreen if you burn easy, that totally can happen, too. I've had barbecues and volleyball games in there before.

[likesroleplay]

Really? That sounds incredible. [Thank you Barney, for the one person to make this place sound good.]

[bro_codebreaker]

[hey, it's pretty much his job: to be the only one here who doesn't utterly loathe it 90% of the time]

It is, you definitely gotta check it out. That, and the game room.

[likesroleplay]

Like video games?

[bro_codebreaker]

For a start. Pool, ping pong, foosball, pinball, everything. It's pretty much the best way to waste a rainy day that doesn't involve alcohol.

Oh - until you start playing drunk Pac-Man.

[likesroleplay]

Playing Pac-Man drunk sounds like it could be hard.

[bro_codebreaker]

It is, but when you can wish up all the quarters you need, does that really matter?

[likesroleplay]

No. I guess not.