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prescriptionforfear replied to your post:Just a reminder that this month is Mental Health...
[pm] I imagine asking Gotham to evaluate it’s own state of mind can be a futile request. However, it’s rather admirable, regardless.
[pm] For some, yes I'm certain it is futile. There are some, though, that will listen. I'm glad you find my attempts at spreading the importance of mental health awareness admirable.
Just a reminder that this month is Mental Health Awareness month. Please take some time to evaluate your current state of mind, especially considering the recent events in Gotham.
dr-madeline-cho said: We do greatly appreciate your work to keep the city safe. What happened is terrib
[mask] Are you- oh my GOD! A citizen is talking to me that’s sO COOL! Oh wait serious time You don’t have to thank me, ma’am, I’m just doing my job. But thank you anyway. I agree, though. It’s awful.
Oh, no. A thank you is the least any of us can do.
It is terrible. I can't hardly stand to watch the news anymore. It's a scary time for Gotham.
[pm] Are you doing alright? I'm sure this can't be easy for you.
[pm] Exorcism and scourging? Those are very tramatic events for a person to deal with. How did you handle those events?
That’s alright. I understand.
[pm] I was honored to have people who loved me enough to try and help. There’s nothing traumatic about knowing people only want you to be as godly as you can be.
[pm] That is a very good point. A loving, strong support systems is one of the very best tools you can have. Especially in your situation, I would imagine.
Do you mind to talk about the exorcism? What exactly happened? It's quite alright if that is too personal for out first conversation. I'm just curious.
STC Challenge #1
If your character has a secret identity, who knows it?
Which secret identities does your character know? None so far
What is your character’s place of work/education? Madeline is the ownder of Gotham City Center for Mental Health. She had a degree in psychiatry from a medical school.
Did your character grow up in Gotham? If not, where are they from? No, Madeline and her family live in a small town about a half hour away from Gotham.
How does your character feel about Gotham City? Madeline likes Gotham, for the most part. Until recently, she actually hadn't paid too much attention to the vigilantes or villains. Her home is in a rather low crime area of Gotham.
If your character currently does not have a secret identity, describe the identity they would adopt, including a name and costume. I honestly could see Madeline becoming the new Jade Dragon. She'd keep the green costume, though she'd take off the shining letters. Instead, she'd have a deadly dragon logo on the front.
Does your character have any distinguishing marks, piercings, tattoos, scars etc? Mads does not have tattoos simply because she had not discovered any images worth keeping on her body for eternity. She had ear piercings, just the traditional type. She has a few scars from her time working in a mental hospital for the criminally insane, but nothing major.
How does your character usually dress? Madeline is very big on pant suits for work. She'd not a dress kind of girl. She keeps her hair pulled back and completely modest and covered at work. Her day to day wear is about the same. Madeline always believed that personal appearance makes a great deal of impact on the way others see you. Therefore, she always tries to dress powerfully. If mads ever went on a date she would at least wear a thong with her pant suit. ;)
What are some of your character’s hobbies? What kind of places in Gotham do they like to go during their downtime? Madeline only had free time in the evenings and on the weekends. A good chunk of her time is spent reading up on the latest psychology articles or reading works of fiction. Madeline loves fiction novels, even the young adult. Occasionally maybe even a trashy erotica. She attends yoga class a few times during the week. She would most likely be spotted at Crest Hill, where she lives, or a local bookstore.
[pm] I see. What measures were taken to help you?
Why did you leave?
[pm] Exorcism, Baptism, and scourging mostly.
I can’t tell you that. I’m sorry.
[pm] Exorcism and scourging? Those are very tramatic events for a person to deal with. How did you handle those events?
That's alright. I understand.
dr-madeline-cho replied to your post:Can you knit or crochet?
Some people find the repetitive motions needed for knitting and crochet to be quite calming. A very productive way to ease anxiety.
I don’t need someone analyzing me via tumblr. Thanks.
It's just so easy.
Anyways, I'm not analyzing you. Just letting you know why one might seek those hobbies.
[pm] Oh, well that’s one matter of thinking, I suppose.
I see. Do you want to start with telling me how you think this happened?
[pm] My mama knew when I was born that something wasn’t right with me.. That she’s given birth to a child of Satan. So I’ve always known, M’am. My family tried for years to help me— up until I left.
[pm] I see. What measures were taken to help you?
Why did you leave?
Pretence For Advanced Learners || Kai & Madeline
Kai tried to conceal his disappointment that the good doctor was a woman, but he wasn’t trying very hard.
A woman. If only.
Predatory to the hilt, he devoured his first in-person sight of Madeline Cho. Pictures in articles didn’t do her professionalism justice. She looked like she was made of metal. And not in the same sense as that teenage titan boy, either. It was like being vain enough to check your own reflection in a shuriken: you saw nothing but a glimpse and sharp edges. His feet dropped to the floor at the same time that she took a seat.
Nice. He didn’t think she thought it nice to meet him. Because no one ever thought it nice to meet him. He liked it that way. He didn’t want relaxed either. It confused some people, weaker people into thinking they could let their guard down. Although he knew she was pursuing formalities, he didn’t reciprocate. He had nothing to contribute. Formalities were for tournaments, sports where rules and respect were important. Pleasantries were a waste of breath, which was the first thing you conserved in a battle. You never knew when you were about to be caught in a chokehold.
The only appreciable thing about Madeline Cho was that if she were like a shuriken, a chokehold was inevitable. He welcomed it. Surely, she must have something that compensated for gender.
Privacy was a joke, and he could feel probing eyes trained on them from the cells across the corridor. Nothing about Blackgate from the guards to the inmates to the mind-rattling nightmares in solitary confinement, scared him. He was Hellhound, he would transcend. But here he was, left in tiny cardboard box with a victim he could swallow in two bites. Suddenly, the pressure to perform was intense, and Kai didn’t feel like he was meeting it with grace.
At least her question hadn’t been audible to anyone but him. Maybe he could keep the answer that way, too.
Breathing flat and even, he prowled the cell, looking for the answer wedged between the stones of the wall. He had lead feet that landed like ungainly explosions on the ground. Arms firmly crossed, he wheeled to a stop, looking back at Madeline with hooded eyes.
"I was sixteen," he said. From the very start, he was determined to be judicious about what he revealed. Doctor-patient confidentiality didn’t cover the constant and minute surveillance at Blackgate. Anything he said could and would be used against him, and not just in a court of law. But he realised this was the first time he had ever said those words aloud. Let go of even a smidgeon of who he was, instead of holding it clenched in one clawed fist.
"I had previously wrung every drop of tutelage from multiple sensei, but I was unsatisfied. I was training under the Armless Master at the time." His voice came out staccato, like a dog’s unclipped talons on cement. Formal, unimaginative strict, to the point— his syntax was a reflection of everything he thought was the summation of a martial artist’s life. “I was given leave to pursue an interest that did not interfere with my studies. It took me to the statue of Bast at the Galler Gallery. I intended to steal it to use it as the focal point of the reincarnation ritual. I was interrupted by a girl of my age.”
For a flash of a second, he contemplated telling Madeline who it had been. Selina Kyle, the woman who would become Catwoman. But the bargaining chip was too useful to throw away, so he stared back at Madeline as if he was done talking. End of the road. “I do not like unfinished…” bids for power. “Projects. My sensei is dead, but I am not. There must be more to a man’s life than being a mercenary for hire and decapitating political figures with lunch trays.”
It wasn’t until Kai was looming over her that she began to feel a small twinge of fear. Madeline Cho was fearless in the office, but the middle of a small cell with the man who killed the mayor was entirely different. It was too bad she hadn’t realized that until now. Still, it would be a good chapter in her future book.
It took all of her years of experience to keep a calm posture as the man paced in front of her, eyeing every corner of the room. Being a private session with a client, she had requested all monitoring be turned off or else watched by another medical professional, not a low life security guard. It seemed neither one of them trusted in the request. Spyware or not, she’d come all the way here. The answers she was seeking would come.
As Kai began telling his story, she noticed the lack of emotion in the man’s voice. The story almost sounded rehearsed it was so drably told, but she knew that wasn’t the case. He may have practiced what he would say, most first time clients did, but the lack of emotion was a hint of something deeper. Something disturbing.
She took a few notes as he spoke, trying to get down key people’s names. It sent a shiver down her spine to think about how much martial arts training he must have. When he spoke of stealing the statue, her focused shifted from facts for her potential book to honest intrigue. It wasn’t often someone truly believed they could reincarnate themselves through a ritual.
“So, this girl, she stopped you from stealing the statue?” Madeline repeated. The way he spat out the word ‘projects’ made her shiver again. For the girl’s sake, she hoped Kai didn’t know her name. “How did she stop you? You were so highly trained.” Perhaps more questions about her could draw more information out of him.
She had a sneaking suspicion he may be suffering from schizophrenia, though he was much more coherent than many of the sever patients. Still, he did fit the criteria so far. He certainly had delusions about the reincarnation and from the few hints so far maybe even some grandiose delusions as well. Additionally, he was showing diminished emotional expression and asociality. Taking another look around the room, she saw nothing for “fun.” Perhaps the man is also catatonic or simply suffering from alogia.
Either way, this case would be a hard one to make an official diagnosis. Kai didn’t seem to be at all willing to admit that he was delusional. That was the first step; to make Kai understand there is a problem with his reasoning. She could tell the man was so far immersed in this idea of reincarnation that anything she said at this moment in time would be pointless and only drive him away. For now, it was best for everyone if she played along as subtly as possible.
“You say you have unfinished projects. This is the reincarnation, yes?” Madeline asked, peering up from her notes and attempting to make eye contact. “Why don’t we talk about that first. Why Bast?”
[pm] Oh, no. Not rude at all. Many clients who have strong religious beliefs have found it hard at first to understand how I might help them. I’m not extremely well versed in scripture, but in school we were told in situations like this to say perhaps we are tools given to you by God. Tools to help you figure out what is wrong and a way to fix it.
If you’d like, you can just start at the beginning.
[pm] My father always said doctors were prideful sinners so I’m not sure I agree with you. And I already know whats wrong. I guess I could start with that.. I’m possessed by the King of Hell.
[pm] Oh, well that's one matter of thinking, I suppose.
I see. Do you want to start with telling me how you think this happened?
[pm] Yes, I’ve spoken with Cullen. He’s a kind young man. If he said we should speak, then I’m certain it’s a bit more than nothing.
[pm] I wouldn’t know where to start. Or what to even say. I don’t know what talking to you is suppose to do… I don’t even understand how you’re a doctor but not the kind that supposedly fixes people. How does just talking to anyone other than God suppose to help?
I’m sorry. That was all really rude to say but I am genuinely curious. I promise I didn’t mean it in any sort of hurtful way if that’s the way it came across. But I’m leaving it because I sort of want to know and I don’t know how to phrase it better. Sorry.
[pm] Oh, no. Not rude at all. Many clients who have strong religious beliefs have found it hard at first to understand how I might help them. I'm not extremely well versed in scripture, but in school we were told in situations like this to say perhaps we are tools given to you by God. Tools to help you figure out what is wrong and a way to fix it.
If you'd like, you can just start at the beginning.
christopher-burden replied to your post:[pm] Dr. Cho, somebody I know suggested I come...
[pm] Nothing, M’am. It’s nothing, really. I just promised someone I’d come talk to you about things. His name is Cullen. He said he’d contacted you a while ago.
[pm] Yes, I've spoken with Cullen. He's a kind young man. If he said we should speak, then I'm certain it's a bit more than nothing.
What did they do for the holidays this year?
During Christmas week, Mads spent her time reading and relaxing. She doesn't go home for the holidays though she called her mother and sister.
[pm] Dr. Cho, somebody I know suggested I come talk to you so I'd like to do that please-- if you don't mind and if you have the time. If not it's alright. I'm sure you're a very busy person. I hope you have a blessed day.
[pm] I always have the time. What's the problem?
