The sun is setting. The palm trees are flowing. It's almost like a Nike TN design. It's rather beautiful.
I head back inside to my break space. The synthetic leather on my shoes is starting to tear off. They're no longer as shiny as they once were. Just as I lay back in my chair, I hear two knocks on the door. "Come in!" I call. Walks in is Monsieur Plum. You can't miss him; for he's one of the only people with animal features on theirselves. He's also got a long black coat with a small badge in green which reads "GMT". People with GMT badges are special. "Dr Dze," Monsieur Plum says. My eyes have made contact with those crimson coloured eyes of his. "You and I need to have a talk. Now."
Monsieur Plum and I leave my break space and head down the corridor. "We're going to the PMs." says Monsieur Plum with a less friendly tone than he often has. Bother, he's not usually like this. Maybe something's gotten into his shoe. On the way, Monsieur Plum picks up a small coffee. Instead of putting two dog treats in it like he usually does, he only puts one. Something is really bothering him.
We eventually make it to the PMs office. He follows me to my room. Monsieur Plum pushes past all of my patient clients who are waiting for me to come back from break. To be fair, all of my clients only want to mutual me. Once we make it to my PM office, he sits down where my clients usually sit, and I sit where I usually sit.
"Dr. Dze, we need to discuss your actions recently.", says Monsieur Plum.
"Oh no, go for it!" I chuckle. Surely things won't be too bad.
"Now, it's about your "schizoposting". Don't do it. Especially on your own thread. It annoys other users, and its spam."
Oh.
"My sincere apologies." I say, sheepishly.
Monsieur Plum doesn't say a word. He leaves.
I suppose it's time to work with my clients.
As I work with my clients, I can't help but think about the schizoposting. "I don't often do it, but its fun. But to have it taken away from me entirely? What am I to do now when I'm bored? This isn't fair. I know what I must do. The second I get a chance, I'm dropping a bomb."
And so I did drop a bomb. In the form of a thread of course. And needless to say, wasn't quite well recieved. But I don't care. I'm fighting for my schizoposting rights. Eventually I'll give up, not just yet though.
My name is Dr. Dze, and you'll remember me.
(btw im not actually gonna keep on making callous shitposts so i can schizopost again lol)