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Case File # 2
Name: Angel
Description: Alpha male in good physical health
Preliminary Diagnosis: Multiple personality disorder
Therapy recommendations: Electro Convulsion Therapy (ECT) as a preliminary anti-psychotic along with a benzodiazepine to combat depression and a dopamine antagonist to control visual and auditory hallucinations.
Supplementary materials: Video and Audio tape, written self-evaluation, basic intelligence and emotional quotient tests.
Video tape # 1: Diagnostic Interview
Angel sits in a room, looking a little nervous, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. The doctor walks in and smiles at Angel. Angel stares at him and finally smiles. The doctor is so well trained that he manages to hide his grimace at how goofy Angel looks when he smiles. Angel resumes brooding
"So, Mr. Angel," the doctor says, "do you have a first name?"
"Angel," Angel replies.
"A Last name?" he asks.
"Um… Angel," Angel says finally. The doctor stares at him for a minute and then scribbles furiously.
The doctor leans in closer to Angel. "What's your earliest memory, Mr. Angel?"
A light Irish brogue comes into Angel's voice. "I'm finding fire wood for the fire," he says, the lilt clear in his voice, "and I stumble across a little lass of a kitten, soaked to the bone."
"And what is your name?" the doctor asks softly.
"Liam," Angel replies, "my name is Liam."
Angel, realizing what he's just said, begins to cover. "I mean, my name is Angel. Liam is, ummmm, Irish for Angel." The doctor simply raises his eyebrows a bit.
"Tell me about a time when you did something wrong," the doctor instructs. Suddenly the session is interrupted and a devious looking man comes in the door.
"Hi Joss," Angel says,. "Can I help you?"
"Joss" walks over to Angel and smacks him upside the head, muttering something about plot bunnies, and then exits. A changed look comes over Angel's face.
"The worst thing I've done," Angel says, grinning evilly. He laughs. "Well, that depends on what I do in the next five minutes." Angel spots the broad swords the doctor has confiscated from Connor, and he stands and walks over to it. He picks it up and looks back at the doctor. He begins whistling an eerie song.
The doctor blinks for a moment. "Is that Britney Spears?" he asks. Angelous continues whistling "Sometimes" by Britney Spears, playing with the broad sword. The doctor, thankful for the taser he holds in his right hand, looks at Angel.
"And who are you now?" he asks.
"Angelous," Angel replies.
"Let's do a little word association," the doctor says, a bit frantic.
"Okay," Angelous replies, "knife."
"Sharp," the doctor replies, not realizing that Angelous has turned the tables on him. Angelous is about to kill the doctor when Joss enters the room again, completely naked, his body painted with pink nail polish. He waves his hands in front of Angel.
Angel, a tormented expression on his face, puts down the sword. "I'm so sorry," he says. "Joss made me do it."
End tape.
Observations: the subject appears to have visual hallucinations involving a demented man named Joss, and these visitations seem to correspond to the rapid personality changes. I have identified at least four distinct personalities: A young Irish man named Liam, the conscious personality, Angel, the violent subconscious, Angelous, and a five year old girl named Pansy. Subject scheduled for group therapy next week.
TBC.. who's next? Cordy, Lindsey, Kate, Lorne, Connor or Angel again? Please review.