The Doctor is In

[thecounselor]

[Dr. Price's office is just about exactly what you'd expect from a psychologist's office in the year 6972. There's a large chair next to an equally large and comfortable couch, and a coffee table within reach of both. On the other side of the room, there's large desk with some kind of a computer screen made of glowing light. The metal walls in here have been covered with dark wood paneling, and the lighting is warm and comforting.

There is one of those shitty brass-handled green plastic-shaded lamps on the desk. Why is it there? Aesthetic, apparently.

The desk is flanked by bookshelves filled with nonfiction. There's of course the DSM-40, right next to the DSM-238. Both editions look about the same age, curiously enough. There are also various other books on psychology, psychiatry, and... Artificial Intelligence?

Huh. Everyone's gotta have some hobbies.

There's a long counter with various kinds of tea and a kettle that sits on the counter next to a button, as well as a small sink expressly for washing dishes. There's also a door in the back of the room that probably leads to Dr. Price's personal quarters (good fucking luck).]

((OOC: This is where you can tag if you want to chat with Dr. Price one on one. Y'all know how office hours work by now.))

Comments

[goldrighthand]

[somtimes u gotta punch a dude]

And what do we have in common?

[thecounselor]

[As long as everyone goes into the encounter with the understanding that someone's getting punched, adults are free to work out their differences however they see fit]

Why do you think your profiles say other crimes?

[goldrighthand]

[...]

Considering some of the crimes listed include excessive politeness, I will admit to not placing much stock in them.

[thecounselor]

You would be well within your right not to believe the truth, either, especially because until certain memories return some of your fellow inmates would argue against it.

[Still, buckle up buttercup because you're gonna get it.]

Every inmate in this penitentiary has committed homicide.

[goldrighthand]

[. . .]

You're right, I don't believe it.

[He leans forwards, though, a hand by his chin. It's...well, he can believe Rick. A few others. But all of them?]

I do not, however, believe you are lying.

[He thinks he has his read, now. It does open up more questions, though.]

Why take away the memories?

[thecounselor]

Sometimes, it can help to recontextualize an event or a series of events outside of the immediacy of that situation.

That's why a counselor was chosen to monitor you, so that I can lend my experience to anyone who needs assistance unpacking their memories as they're restored.