Your name is Rose Lalonde. You are presently waiting in a particularly prestigious cafe outside of your college that you presently attend, which is admittedly rather lackluster in appearance for your exquisite and refined taste.
Bluh! This coffee tastes like shit.
Abandoning your undisputably aversive beverage, you spot your psychology class partner, Aranea Serket, about to ingress into the cafe. Expeditiously, you reapply your eye shadow to remove any noticeable blemishes and return it to your book bag.
ARANEA: Hello Rose, I take it you are doing quite well today. ROSE: Quite. I managed to salvage several of the otherwise believed to be eternally lost texts from that exceedingly archaic library downtown. ROSE: In particular, I have obtained replicas of journals by Jean Piaget, Erik Erikson, William James, and Sigmund Freud. These books should serve as a solid base of knowledge for our research. ARANEA: That's all good and well Rose, 8ut did we actually pick a specific topic to research? A strong 8ase of knowledge is always necessary 8ut we're going to 8e going no where. ARANEA: Really, when all is said and done, we'll still have made no progress towards achieving a high grade in the class. ROSE: As insignificant as I tend to find academic scoring, you do have a point. Perhaps we should fashion a survey of sorts and spread it around the school. ARANEA: A nice idea, I guess, 8ut people have a tendency to ignore or lie on surveys. Not to mention, I have dou8ts many of them even 8other to check their emails. ROSE: This is so bothersome, can I not just retreat into a suitably tenebrous room and study the various literature there. ARANEA: If I didn't know any 8etter, I'd say you just spend your time having flushed feelings for a dead man named Freud and su8sequently a 8oner 8ulge for him too. ROSE: How very insightful and Freudian. Any other aspects of my psyche you wish to divine out of your pompous rear? Perhaps my wanton need to do my mother or brother? ROSE: Or the infinitesimal relation between wizards that I write of, their varied and well described wands, and how utterly similar they are to boners and ejaculation. ROSE: Are you suggesting penis envy? ARANEA: Ignoring your rather reaching statements, Freudian theory is largely outdated anyway. There have been a number of psychologists that have 8uilt upon and corrected his work anyway. ARANEA: Now, I would say your need to make everything go back to penises and sex is pro8a8ly indicative of nymphomania. ROSE: Hilarious, Aranea. ARANEA: Regardless, you've given me an idea. May8e we should psychoanalyze some of our friends. An in depth analysis of their minds might lead us to something worth writing a8out and presenting. ARANEA: I'm sure they'll lead to something interesting considering the very........ varied cases among them. ::::D ROSE: You want to do this even though publishing such documents would be considered illegal? ARANEA: Yes. ::::D
A devious smirk creeps across your face as you retrieve your journal from your bag.
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Bluh! This coffee tastes like shit.
Abandoning your undisputably aversive beverage, you spot your psychology class partner, Aranea Serket, about to ingress into the cafe. Expeditiously, you reapply your eye shadow to remove any noticeable blemishes and return it to your book bag.
ARANEA: Hello Rose, I take it you are doing quite well today.
ROSE: Quite. I managed to salvage several of the otherwise believed to be eternally lost texts from that exceedingly archaic library downtown.
ROSE: In particular, I have obtained replicas of journals by Jean Piaget, Erik Erikson, William James, and Sigmund Freud. These books should serve as a solid base of knowledge for our research.
ARANEA: That's all good and well Rose, 8ut did we actually pick a specific topic to research? A strong 8ase of knowledge is always necessary 8ut we're going to 8e going no where.
ARANEA: Really, when all is said and done, we'll still have made no progress towards achieving a high grade in the class.
ROSE: As insignificant as I tend to find academic scoring, you do have a point. Perhaps we should fashion a survey of sorts and spread it around the school.
ARANEA: A nice idea, I guess, 8ut people have a tendency to ignore or lie on surveys. Not to mention, I have dou8ts many of them even 8other to check their emails.
ROSE: This is so bothersome, can I not just retreat into a suitably tenebrous room and study the various literature there.
ARANEA: If I didn't know any 8etter, I'd say you just spend your time having flushed feelings for a dead man named Freud and su8sequently a 8oner 8ulge for him too.
ROSE: How very insightful and Freudian. Any other aspects of my psyche you wish to divine out of your pompous rear? Perhaps my wanton need to do my mother or brother?
ROSE: Or the infinitesimal relation between wizards that I write of, their varied and well described wands, and how utterly similar they are to boners and ejaculation.
ROSE: Are you suggesting penis envy?
ARANEA: Ignoring your rather reaching statements, Freudian theory is largely outdated anyway. There have been a number of psychologists that have 8uilt upon and corrected his work anyway.
ARANEA: Now, I would say your need to make everything go back to penises and sex is pro8a8ly indicative of nymphomania.
ROSE: Hilarious, Aranea.
ARANEA: Regardless, you've given me an idea. May8e we should psychoanalyze some of our friends. An in depth analysis of their minds might lead us to something worth writing a8out and presenting.
ARANEA: I'm sure they'll lead to something interesting considering the very........ varied cases among them. ::::D
ROSE: You want to do this even though publishing such documents would be considered illegal?
ARANEA: Yes. ::::D
A devious smirk creeps across your face as you retrieve your journal from your bag.
>Rose: Select first victim to psychoanalyze.