Therapy [Creepypasta x Reader] {#Wattys2015}

Therapy [Creepypasta x Reader] {#Wattys2015}

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Parts 11

Ongoing1h 59m

Last published Sun, Dec 13, 2015

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You, (y/n) (l/n), graduated from college with a major in psychology and criminal science. You're dream is to become a detective that works with murder crimes and similar things like that. As an acceptance job that you had to do before you could even be hired by J.I.N Corp. (Justice in Nations) , you were assigned to match certain killers with the right cases. It may sound like the stupidest job ever, but the main reason was to see if you could even stand the sight of these insane killers. However, you have been asked a lot more than just matching. You've been abruptly asked (on the first day too!) to become a therapist and help these psychotic killers to fit into society once again! You can only help one person. Who do you choose? The choice is up to you. But in the end of the day, will you live or will you die? The decision is up to you... ~Characters~ "'Can I do it?' That question is proof that being a therapist is just like a video game, (y/n)." (BEN) "I don't need any help...once sanity is broken, it can never be repaired." (Bloody Painter) "Of course I'm not hurting them, I am a doctor, after all." (Dr.Smiley) "You just made things a lot harder for yourself, (y/n)." (EJ) "You're a strange girl... you accepted a job that could've easily been denied." (Hoodie) "Who the hell do you think you're dealing with!?" (Jeff) "Ke ke ke... I really look forward to this now!" (Kagekao) "In all honesty I don't really need your help, but feel free to do so!" (Masky) "What I consider a therapist to be? Heh, the answer is simple, really. A therapist is a mere puppet bounded and manipulated by invisible strings. Nothing more, nothing less." (Puppeteer) "Toby honestly doesn't think you'd be much of a help, but that's just Toby's intuition..." (Toby) ~*Disclaimer*~ We do not own ANY of these creepypasta, all Pastas belong to their rightful owners. We only own the plot and the characters that we made up. Also we are not 100% sure on the concept of therapy and psychology

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