It's kinda... complicated. And involves a bit complicated operation on the time -dimension structure. Long story short, Silent Wanderer was in fact me from the future, who went back in time to represent and revive me. Which means Silent Wanderer wasn't created yet, but he will when time is right.
I see. But now I'm afraid we have to move you to the room with smaller vent system. And silenced walls. You also won't be attending any extra activities by now. The good site of this is that you won'ty be bothered by any of these noisemakers anymore. Once Tim changes and feeds you, I'd like to continue our little conversation. *I point at around a separate cell we're in* Here.
(Ah, that makes sense. My bad, I didn't describe that enough. Just let's pretend that I got knocked out while I was still in the other patients room after I had visited the other one.) Hello doc...could you let me free? I need to go to the- *blushes when I wet myself while I'm still on the table* I think I need a new nappie... *looks up and into your eyes* Well, there were a few noise-makers while I tried to sleep. I told them to shut up and that I was trying to sleep, but they didn't stop so I paid them a visit by getting into their rooms. The screws on your vents are kinda lose... (by the way, this character doesn't have a cutie mark. And I was trying to seduce the stallion when I used the different personality. I thought that it would be a little bit weird for the nurse to see two patients cuddling in one bed the next morning. He looks like an androgynous young pony and could be mistaken for a mare and a stallion.)
(My insurer, so it's fine. I misinterpreted, I thought you already left it, but whatever) [Guard]: Shut up and wait till the doc comes. *I arrive after an hour or so* That's okay, gentlecolts, you can leave us now. *I sit by your striped bed with a stone, yet sedate face* Josh, Josh, Josh... can you explain to me what exactly happened last night?
(But who is paying for your therapist? Aaand I noticed the mistake I made by confusing the word therapist with psychiatrist. :P Anyway, how can the guards get me when I'm still inside the air ventilation system? Did they see how I got into the vent thanks to the cameras? I knew that I forgot something...) *wakes up in the morning and turns head around* Ouch...why is my head hurting like someone hit me? And why are there so many guards in this room? Wait, this isn't my room. And why am I strapped down on a table? Please let me free...I need to pee...
(Oh, I'm over with one therapy already, I just can, don't have to, come back whenever I feel like within the next two years since the day of the last session. The last time was somewhere in June this year if I recall properly) *before you could even get out of the vent, a couple of guards runs into all three rooms and knock you all out, until the leading nurse on the graveyard shift doesn't approach the scene* [Nurse]: *with sleepy voice* What the hell is going on here?
(Only if you can't get out of that contract or whatever you got with your psychiatrist. I don't know since I never had one.) *grins and gets back into the vent* One done, another one to go... *opens the vent silently and sticks head out of it* Here's Johnny!
(._. Do you think I should start seeing my therapist again? I'm still insured for that after all) *an earth pony inside looks at you, and then runs like crazy (oh well) and starts smashing his head and occasionally the rest of his body towards the door, screaming in absolute horror*
(Was that a joke or did you really plan to kill yourself? I thought about doing suicide when I got bullied in school. I'm glad that my mother helped me.) *uses the vents to sneak into one of the two rooms* Hello...did you hear that weirdo yelling about doing something to us when we're not quiet? What's up with that psycho? Anyway, I felt lonely and wondered if I could stay with you... (different personality)
(Well, I have something around 80 bits on my account and in my pocket, plus 50 Canadian dollars ˜ 150 bits plus I just talked to my parents and they're able to borrow me 200 bits from their Work Found. So maybe it's not that bad and I can rebook my plans of commiting suicide tonight to another term) *kicking to both walls* THEN COME AT ME BRO! *from behind the another one* I'LL REK YOU BUD!
(No. So it's probably the end of my education. So, just like two years ago, I'll become unemployed college drop-out with debts and no perspectives in life. Again.) *in a moment* *from behind a wall on the left* Shut the hell up, mudpone! *on the right* Psycho!
(Looks like the cheezburger profile comments aren't supporting zalgo...this was the text which I wanted to mix with a little bit of zalgo in the middle: sHuT Up oR i tURn YoU aLL InTO tIny sTaTuEs fOr ThE rESt oF tHe NIgHt!)
(That's really a fml situation...do you know how to get the money in such a short amount of time?) Oh, for bucks sake... *gets up again* s?HuT? U?p ?o?R? i ?tURn? ?Y?oU? ?aL?L? In?TO ?t?Iny? ?s?T?a?T?uE?s ?fO?r? ?T?h?E? ?rE?S?t oF? ?tH¸e NIgH¸t?! *waits for a few moments and gets then back to bed when it's finally silent*