ITT: We are in an insane asylum

Exactly! Someone else sees it! They're locking us in here to keep us from the truth! I think I finally found it. The director is working with the Boston Red Sox to control the world's titanium supplies. And as we all know, if you control the titanium, you control all of modern medicine!

Hey, has anyone seen my meds? If I don't take them, then...<shivers> What...What if HE hid them? <begins to panic, swishing a cable tie held between the middle finger and thumb up and down, up and down, up and down...>

edited 13th Jan '12 3:19:35 PM by Morpheus6393

sits in corner puzzled while muttering the numbers 1,1.1,1.2,1.3,1.4,1.5,erm errrr 'shouts' damn it, are you sure there hiding a number, damn it again lost count, right 1,1.1,1.2,1.3........

<incomprehensible word salad>

edited 17th Jan '12 12:49:44 PM by Morpheus6393

Hello, my name is L! BOW BEFORE ME! They said I was mad. MAD! But I finally managed to show them that... that... YES! That I AM A GOD! I can put my foot in my mouth! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!

Who is MAD NOW!?!

...T.M.I., dude...

-Thinking time is over, gets up from bed-

I would say you're still mad, since you are in here with the rest of us.

-Begins to eat food-

Cold. How I like it.

Why would They want to keep you from putting your foot in your mouth? Is it a path to ultimate enlightenment? Who gains from restricting your behavior like that? I know! The bubble gum companies! They're the ones that want you here! I must add this to my book.

I have eaten all my food in only five minutes.

It isn't an even number, by five times two equals ten, which is an even number, so it is okay.

I take it you hate prime numbers.

-Eye twitches-

Hate is a very strong, precise word...

The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help. The pills don't help...

(is within in the shattered corridors) Hello (Voice echoes) ... No DO NOT WANT! (howls in misery) I must take Inner Health plus, then all the bad germs will go away and I must shield myself from sun so the people don't disturb me (wears tinfoil hat) And I'm so hungry... I need sustenance... (craving for food goes Up To Eleven)

edited 22nd Jan '12 6:19:57 PM by sabrina_diamond

This place is crazy. You're all crazy! I'm not crazy! I'm gettin' out of here!

-repeatedly throws self against the wall-

edited 22nd Jan '12 11:21:02 PM by Bindlestick

I don't know why I would be in here. *twitch* BIG RED GIVE ME IT NOW BIG RED *twitch*

I'm going to claw my way through this wall! FOR FREEDOM! *claw claw claw* BIG RED.

Nurse! Big Red Troper has pissed into the glass with my freshly cleaned dentures!

SHOW ME REAL EVIDENCE OF IT OR MY PUNISHMENT IS MEANINGLESS!

BIGRED

Oh look. It's incarceration-0-clock. Welp, time to earn my stay.

-slides head across the floor-

I'm a whaler and a tailor and a failure and a sailor and a mailer and a jailer and a log.

It's Batman! He's going to kill me! Help!!!

Your honor, the elder things are siphoning my cerebral fluid. It's not sustainable.

• finally claws to the other cell* Oh hello! Do you haves dem big redzz?

Fine. Ignore me. I'll just claw the door open by MYSELF. *claw claw claw*

Wait, you're doing it wrong. You need to tape a limousine to an airship so you can sail to the Realm of Cloacas to defeat the mighty Fishswordfish and claim his Swordfishsword to plunge into the Philosopher's Stone to awaken the machine responsible for stapling dogs together until it created God who will pry open the third eye of 108 random encyclopedia salesmen. Remove the 108 third eyes to unlock the Big Red.

what is your mental illness supposed to be?

Whatever happens to have the most comedic effect.