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Feanor of the Peredhil · 02-01-2006, 12:52 PM

Alli, uncertain of what just happened pertaining to her surgery and her save, walked down the hall in a daze and in search of the office of the registrar. She was sick of dazes and really wanted to get on with her life. It was as if she no longer had any control. Things just seemed to happen... She stepped on something squishy.

"MIGHIODEHGOI!" it mumbled beneath her foot. She shrieked and jumped off of it, sliding a little on the bloody floor that had not quite been cleaned yet.

"You ah repressing my voice because you cannot handle zee truth!"

Alli looked at the pair of disembodied lips incredulously. "It was an accident. I tripped."

"A Freudian slip! She's een denial. Can you hear her? She's denying zat she meant to stamp out zee truth from zee vorld!"

All's left eyebrow rose. "Let me guess... Sigmund? Poor Freud, whatever happened to you?"

"Skirting the issue! Zee patient tries to deflect attention to anuzzer. According to my iceberg approach to zee human mind, your unconsciously violent motives caused you to step on me, inflicting pain and stopping me from bringing to zee conscious level of your thought zee truth that it is your shameful experiences, unacceptable sexual desires, irrational wishes, and selfish needs that are causing you to remain fixated upon phallism."

"What?!" Alli couldn't believe her ears. People actually listened to this guy? "God... can your ego get any bigger? Do you really think that what you're saying is real?"

"Aha! Zee patient has an underdeveloped superego veech ees allowing her id to run free."

"You're insane." She looked laughingly down at the bouncing lips upon the dirty floor. "And you're splashing blood on my shoes."

"Projection!"

"Listen, I think you're just--"

"Rationalization!"

"You're only saying that because--"

"Reaction formation! Denial!"

Alli, finished with her psych evaluation whether Freud was or not, kicked the blustering piece of psychoanalyst under a nearby doorway and slipped through the closing doors to the Registrar's office. The line was long. Alli stood impatiently for nearly an hour before a large orc said sweetly to her, "I can help the next person."

She stepped forward. "I'd like to take Werewolf Hunting 1000."

"Full. That little Italian fellow in red just took the last seat." Alli startled and looked around. She saw nobody dressed in red. It was okay... she couldn't find Aimè to proclaim her love anyhow. But he was here... he was on campus... she would have to tell Aimè.

"What about..." she consulted her wish-list. "Border Control: Keeping Bad Guys In."

"Full."

"How to Deal with Nobles 1010?"

"Nope."

"Basket-weaving?"

"Yeah right."

"Well what do you have open?"

"Theology of Dollar Llama."

"Baaa." spake Illamatar. "Take that one."

"I'll take that one." Alli bumped into a large troll on her way out the door.

02-01-2006, 12:52 PM	#240
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	Alli, uncertain of what just happened pertaining to her surgery and her save, walked down the hall in a daze and in search of the office of the registrar. She was sick of dazes and really wanted to get on with her life. It was as if she no longer had any control. Things just seemed to happen... She stepped on something squishy. "MIGHIODEHGOI!" it mumbled beneath her foot. She shrieked and jumped off of it, sliding a little on the bloody floor that had not quite been cleaned yet. "You ah repressing my voice because you cannot handle zee truth!" Alli looked at the pair of disembodied lips incredulously. "It was an accident. I tripped." "A Freudian slip! She's een denial. Can you hear her? She's denying zat she meant to stamp out zee truth from zee vorld!" All's left eyebrow rose. "Let me guess... Sigmund? Poor Freud, whatever happened to you?" "Skirting the issue! Zee patient tries to deflect attention to anuzzer. According to my iceberg approach to zee human mind, your unconsciously violent motives caused you to step on me, inflicting pain and stopping me from bringing to zee conscious level of your thought zee truth that it is your shameful experiences, unacceptable sexual desires, irrational wishes, and selfish needs that are causing you to remain fixated upon phallism." "What?!" Alli couldn't believe her ears. People actually listened to this guy? "God... can your ego get any bigger? Do you really think that what you're saying is real?" "Aha! Zee patient has an underdeveloped superego veech ees allowing her id to run free." "You're insane." She looked laughingly down at the bouncing lips upon the dirty floor. "And you're splashing blood on my shoes." "Projection!" "Listen, I think you're just--" "Rationalization!" "You're only saying that because--" "Reaction formation! Denial!" Alli, finished with her psych evaluation whether Freud was or not, kicked the blustering piece of psychoanalyst under a nearby doorway and slipped through the closing doors to the Registrar's office. The line was long. Alli stood impatiently for nearly an hour before a large orc said sweetly to her, "I can help the next person." She stepped forward. "I'd like to take Werewolf Hunting 1000." "Full. That little Italian fellow in red just took the last seat." Alli startled and looked around. She saw nobody dressed in red. It was okay... she couldn't find Aimè to proclaim her love anyhow. But he was here... he was on campus... she would have to tell Aimè. "What about..." she consulted her wish-list. "Border Control: Keeping Bad Guys In." "Full." "How to Deal with Nobles 1010?" "Nope." "Basket-weaving?" "Yeah right." "Well what do you have open?" "Theology of Dollar Llama." "Baaa." spake Illamatar. "Take that one." "I'll take that one." Alli bumped into a large troll on her way out the door. Last edited by Feanor of the Peredhil; 02-02-2006 at 12:15 PM.