Xavier: Renegade Angel2007

[Xavier goes into therapy]

Therapist:
Look at this ink blot, and tell me what you see. Go with it. Don't hold back. Absorb yourself into it.

[Xavier imagines the Ink Blot]

Xavier:
Get away, you sickening inkling.

Ink Blot:
I don't have to be a evil demon. I am whatever you choose to see me as.

Xavier:
Oh, yeah? What if I want you to be my bike?

[Ink blot turns into a bike]

Xavier:
Oh, whee! What about a pony?

[Ink blot turns into a pony]

Xavier:
Yahoo! A bike for the pony?

[Ink Blot turns into a pony riding a bike]

Xavier:
I want some ice cream. Hey, pony, can I borrow a couple of bucks? No? Broke-ass pony. I want you should be a pony, only this pony has a couple of spare bucks. [Ink Blot Horse gives dollar bucks to Xavier] I'll take that. Now, where's the ice cream store?

Ink Blot:
I can just become ice cream if you want. You needn't complicate this.

Xavier:
I don't need your charity.

Ink Blot:
Here, just take ice cream.

Xavier:
Wait, is this some kind of a trap? Only one yummy way to find out.

[Xavier licks the ice cream of Ink Blot, which then ends Xavier's imagination where Xavier is licking the paper of an ink blot]

Xavier:
Yummy shrimp. BRAIN FREEZE! This notion nosh is gonna go right to my mental hips.

Therapist:
What else is happening there? Go deeper.

[Xavier starts to imagine the same ink blot monster again]

Xavier:
Hey, muchacho, where did you do to my ice cream, chachi?

Ink Blot:
I am your ice cream. But it's really just you.

Xavier:
Make up your mind. First you say I'm scream, then you'm scream. What, we all'm scream? You're not the crispiest meat hat in chican, do you?

Ink Blot:
If you're calling me stupid, you're just calling yourself stupid.

Xavier:
Well, I'm rubber and you're rubber cement. Anything you say sticks and stones, dumbbones.

Ink Blot:
I'm just a projection of your feelings.

Xavier:
yeah, put it all on me. Someone's on in denial.

Ink Blot:
Will you please JUST SHUT UP?!

[as Ink Blot shatters Xavier's imagination, it was then that the Ink Blot goes into therapy because of Xavier's delusions]

Ink Blot:
I don't know what is. He drives up me up the...I think I'm really losing it.

Therapist:
Maybe this will help. What do you see on this card? [shows a ink blot of Xavier winking]

Ink Blot:
[screaming in agony]