Got some follow up for you. Think I've come up with a plan of attack for your whole deal. And I forgot to ask- you looking to change meds? Totally up to you, but I got something you can try if you want.
Also, uh- be straight with me here. Your little kid god boy- is he as crazy gung ho into Monsterdom as the Fog Lady? Cause with the shit that's gone down the last few days, right now I don't trust her folks as far as I could throw them.
Oh, hello. Sorry to ask, but CAN you prescribe medication? I wouldn't mind trying something new because I'm sure there has to be a better option for me, but
It's nothing personal, of course, but you know how it is with brain chemistry. Delicate. I think.
[In other words, Marco is woefully straight-edge.]
It's funny you should ask that. "Funny." He's not, which is probably what drew me to him at first.
Well, okay, in the strictest sense of the word no- but that don't mean I don't got resources.
[Actually what she has is a pharmacist she robbed twice, and then finally approached and just made a deal with. Easier and more profitable for everyone that way; and robbing the same place over and over would get boring.]
BUT I've done a little research since our last little chat. It's nowhere like the selection back home- well, my home anyway, not sure about yours- but there were one or two antipsychotics on the market in the 50s. If you want, we could give them a try. Not just sedation- something that might actually reduce your symptoms.
I mean you're a monster so Christ knows if your dopamine receptors are even still in the right places- but it's an option.
SECOND - Aside from the meds, I've got some ideas. We start off with designing a reality test you can use; some questions for when shit goes haywire, for you to be able to tell if you're here with us on Earth or not.
Or- wherever. You know what I mean.
When that's in place, we can work on the harder shit. Paranoia seems like it should be an epidemic in a damn place like this; but we can do one of my least favourite things, and set some ground rules for you. Words to live by. How to tell when you're in a situation that's actually dangerous, and when you should leave because you're not on the same planet as whoever else in the room.
Or wherever.
FIFTH- Does he like goats? Cause I've still got one leftover from when I talked to whatsherface. Couldn't actually bring myself to kill Barnaby once I'd named him.
[Give Marco a solid... five minutes or so to process all of this.]
Okay, Well. As my coach, I don't think you're supposed to prescribe medication anyway, but I can talk to Hawkeye about it. I'm happy to work on the rest.
[As happy as he can be when it comes to these things, anyway. Also, he spends another minute making sure she really did just go one-two-five.]
[He already has a doctor? ...Then what the hell does he need her for?
Not that life coaching is doctoring! Hell no. In fact, it's just as well. They can get right to the fun stuff.]
All right, well, tell Hawkeye that the pharmacies here have early Phenothiazines, and you two should look into it. Also tell him I said hi, and sorry about never coming back to the clinic. I was blissed out on that funny gas the first time.
I know it looks like a lot- but we'll take it step by step. Whatever you're comfortable with. Maybe throw in a makeover for good measure- not that you need one, buddy boy.
And *no*, I didn't TRY to sacrifice a goat. I was going to, and I changed my mind. So you think the Childlike Emperor would want him? Every kid should have a pet. It builds character.
[Maybe Marco's current doctor has opinions on the gods that Marco doesn't like to hear. MAYBE.
Oh, she... she doesn't stop, does she? Marco very much appreciates the help, but she doesn't stop. Not that it's... bad? Just disorienting, especially when you have to focus to read most things as it is.]
[Not ever stopping is pretty much Harley's mantra. Especially when it's talking.]
Course I'm talking about Elias! But it's- I don't know, it's weird using him name. Not like Voldemort or anything- I just don't like using people's real names much. They're a subconscious trigger in the brain that's instilled in you pretty much from birth, and it's not fair to twig that on the regular.
Also I'm *really* good at nicknames.
I'm looking for an introduction to the kid, is what I'm saying. Also for a way to get rid of this goat.
I can take the goat to the Arcade, if you'd like. I don't know if Elias likes goats but I suppose I might as well ask. You can usually reach him through electronics, like the radio or your laptop.
In that case, don't trouble yourself with it. I can ask him.
I mean sure, if you want?
Oh honey, no it's not like a sinister thing! It's just that- well, when someone calls your name, you look their way, don't you? Even if they weren't talking to you. You know your name, you know it means *you,* and hearing someone say it is about as personal as it can get. I could go into a whole thing about cognitive linguistics and this guy named Lakoff, but it would probably bore you.
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<GiggleGrrl>
Got some follow up for you. Think I've come up with a plan of attack for your whole deal. And I forgot to ask- you looking to change meds? Totally up to you, but I got something you can try if you want.
Also, uh- be straight with me here. Your little kid god boy- is he as crazy gung ho into Monsterdom as the Fog Lady? Cause with the shit that's gone down the last few days, right now I don't trust her folks as far as I could throw them.
<marco>
Sorry to ask, but CAN you prescribe medication?
I wouldn't mind trying something new because I'm sure there has to be a better option for me, but
It's nothing personal, of course, but you know how it is with brain chemistry.
Delicate.
I think.
[In other words, Marco is woefully straight-edge.]
It's funny you should ask that.
"Funny."
He's not, which is probably what drew me to him at first.
<GiggleGrrl>
[Actually what she has is a pharmacist she robbed twice, and then finally approached and just made a deal with. Easier and more profitable for everyone that way; and robbing the same place over and over would get boring.]
BUT I've done a little research since our last little chat. It's nowhere like the selection back home- well, my home anyway, not sure about yours- but there were one or two antipsychotics on the market in the 50s. If you want, we could give them a try. Not just sedation- something that might actually reduce your symptoms.
I mean you're a monster so Christ knows if your dopamine receptors are even still in the right places- but it's an option.
SECOND - Aside from the meds, I've got some ideas. We start off with designing a reality test you can use; some questions for when shit goes haywire, for you to be able to tell if you're here with us on Earth or not.
Or- wherever. You know what I mean.
When that's in place, we can work on the harder shit. Paranoia seems like it should be an epidemic in a damn place like this; but we can do one of my least favourite things, and set some ground rules for you. Words to live by. How to tell when you're in a situation that's actually dangerous, and when you should leave because you're not on the same planet as whoever else in the room.
Or wherever.
FIFTH- Does he like goats? Cause I've still got one leftover from when I talked to whatsherface. Couldn't actually bring myself to kill Barnaby once I'd named him.
<marco>
Okay,
Well.
As my coach, I don't think you're supposed to prescribe medication anyway, but I can talk to Hawkeye about it.
I'm happy to work on the rest.
[As happy as he can be when it comes to these things, anyway. Also, he spends another minute making sure she really did just go one-two-five.]
Does who like goats?
Who did you
Did you try to sacrifice a goat?
<GiggleGrrl>
Not that life coaching is doctoring! Hell no. In fact, it's just as well. They can get right to the fun stuff.]
All right, well, tell Hawkeye that the pharmacies here have early Phenothiazines, and you two should look into it. Also tell him I said hi, and sorry about never coming back to the clinic. I was blissed out on that funny gas the first time.
I know it looks like a lot- but we'll take it step by step. Whatever you're comfortable with. Maybe throw in a makeover for good measure- not that you need one, buddy boy.
And *no*, I didn't TRY to sacrifice a goat. I was going to, and I changed my mind. So you think the Childlike Emperor would want him? Every kid should have a pet. It builds character.
<marco>
Maybe Marco's current doctor has opinions on the gods that Marco doesn't like to hear. MAYBE.Oh, she... she doesn't stop, does she? Marco very much appreciates the help, but she doesn't stop. Not that it's... bad? Just disorienting, especially when you have to focus to read most things as it is.]
Are you talking about Elias.
<GiggleGrrl>
Course I'm talking about Elias! But it's- I don't know, it's weird using him name. Not like Voldemort or anything- I just don't like using people's real names much. They're a subconscious trigger in the brain that's instilled in you pretty much from birth, and it's not fair to twig that on the regular.
Also I'm *really* good at nicknames.
I'm looking for an introduction to the kid, is what I'm saying. Also for a way to get rid of this goat.
<marco>
I can take the goat to the Arcade, if you'd like.
I don't know if Elias likes goats but I suppose I might as well ask.
You can usually reach him through electronics, like the radio or your laptop.
Can we
go back to the trigger thing?
<GiggleGrrl>
I mean sure, if you want?
Oh honey, no it's not like a sinister thing! It's just that- well, when someone calls your name, you look their way, don't you? Even if they weren't talking to you. You know your name, you know it means *you,* and hearing someone say it is about as personal as it can get. I could go into a whole thing about cognitive linguistics and this guy named Lakoff, but it would probably bore you.
<marco>
I didn't think it was anything sinister.
[That's not entirely true, he may have been a LITTLE scared.]