Utterly Mad

Organ Donor [Jove Update]

From what you could read on the label, its a potent mixture of morphine, anti-radiation drugs, and a shitload of Viagra; the warning on the label also reads as such: If you experience any swelling, vomiting, sweating, convulsions, hallucinations, migraines, random combustion, or a erection lasting longer then 4 hours please consult your doctor.

The doctor lifts down his mask and looks at Jove with eyebrows raised. "Huh... normally people come in here because they got the clap from the 'local nightlife' down the road. But if its directions you need I can tell you all about the area.", the doc takes the bottle from you and sets it on his desk. "So further north you may or may not hit Montreal and that place is pretty bad this time of year... with its 'Love Fest' they got going on this year; which is nothing but a giant rave. Um *tsk-tsk* to the uh... south you got Burlington which is nothing but a shelled out town filled with small tribes, might be a good time. A little bit further to the east you got Maine, and finally west you got more border and eventually you'd hit New York." He takes a seat in the metal-chair behind the desk, it scraping across the wooden floors. He takes the bottle of tonic and shoves it in a bottom drawer, then pulls out some papers that he then begins to scribble on. "And... if you got the stomach for it, I got a job in recently. From my fellow Doctors out East, probably the same ones that fixed up those hands of yours. If you're interested I could give you the details."