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burdened-with-knowledge

Guess who fucking forgot this blog existed?

#GUESS WHO DID IT AGAIN

Guess who fucking forgot this blog existed?

((return after a few days and suddenly porn everywhere))

ziimapriizrak-blog

Anonymously ask my muse questions about the relationships they have with other muses. Can be just about anything, from habits, activities, sexy time, anything! See how they react!

roleplaymmemes

Send me 'help' for your muse to save my muse from drowning. Send me 'breathe' for my muse to save yours from drowning. Or send me "Strop struggling." for your muse to try to drown mine or "Drown" for my muse to try to drown yours.

I feel like drawing some fullbodies send me yo muse and I'll draw them I guess heres how I do art:

Gimme something to do in this godforesaken fandom.

#ooc #art requests I guess? Or something #idk man i'm already gon draw Gluskin so #gimme someone to draw him with #These gon take awhile tho like a day if u ask #usually i charge money for this so #whatever

eddiegluskinjr-blog

hi ill be auditioning for the role of eddie gluskin and i will be singing blurred lines

there is a thin line between being sassy and being an asshole and i cross it every day

gonna be at the library most of the day, which blocks tumblr i think idk BACK LATER

#ooc

Timeline (Thoughts OOC)

Like, ok, you want me to believe that Murkoff is this insanely powerful and well funded monster of a company? Ok, you got it, I'm with you.

You want me to believe that the patients at Mt Massive are violent and dangerous and their conditions worsened by the presence of the Walrider and the morphogenic engine? Still with you.

You're telling me that over the course of several years though, Murkoff would leave more than half of the property to waste away as condemned buildings, leave the holding cells in such a shit state that apparently the CONCRETE walkways of the upper floors disintigrated or could be clawed through in a matter of hours? Even if they didn't care about the patients, theres the logistics of running the facility and holding the patients and keeping them alive and useful that wouldn't be doable under those conditions. Even the buildings they weren't using, why would they leave them standing and with functioning electrical lines, as many did? It'd make more sense to knock them down so they posed no risk of, say, fucking up the powerlines if they collapsed and causing a power outtage that could risk the security precautions like, you know, FATHER FUCKING MARTIN DID AT THE BEGINNING OF OUTLAST.

That's not murkoff being heartless or cruel, that's just glaring incompetence.

Now, you tell me that over the course of several days the Walrider smashed its way through buildings, the pyromaniacs and Walker and many others destroyed things in their rage, survivors tried to defend themselves at the cost of furniture, walls, windows, etc, leaving much of the buildings in a wreck? Some of which were in the midst of renovation anyways? I'm with you, based on what i've been told to believe about the patients and Murkoff.

its a mess

caffeine-cryptid

Hey, I don't mean to bother you but, about your outlast post... Forgive me if I'm wrong, because I probably am, but didn't the asylum fall into disrepair years ago yet Murkoff build their lab things underneath it and did all the stuff down there?

Haha no worries dudeTbh it was just a general rant about how inconsistent the timeline is to me in the series. This reply to my post explains it much better and gives a pretty solid reasoning for the state of damage the buildings are in, but I still have my complaints. The short of it is that yes the building was closed and fell to disrepair before being reopened and most of the labs were underground and fully functioning. Theres evidence of ongoing renovations at the beginning of Outlast suggesting the building was amidst repairs but still. I have a hard time believing that Murkoff, being the superpower conglomorate we’re supposed to believe it is, would leave so much of the property in a near-condemned state while they were working on such an important project. I can, however, believe that a bunch of raging, superpowered psych-patients and an angry nanite ghost would wreak that ammount of havoc over the course of, say, a week. Not the mere hours we’re led to believe based on the events in Whistleblower. I could go more in depth but this is turning into a rant.

tldr; the timeline is hard to peg down in outlast and that bothers me. The story tells us to believe certain things about the patients and murkoff and then other facts contradict that message.

#some more stuff about the outlast timeline from my main blog #really would like to dissect this more but not on that blog

inboxideas

My character is trying to refuse medical treatment for a very serious injury. Try to convince them otherwise.

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Torture Device-Inspired Headcanons

These headcanons may be thematically dark or NSFW.

Judas Cradle: Would your muse rather suffer physically, or be humiliated? Heretic’s Fork: Is there something your muse will never confess to? Iron Chair: How easily does your muse cave to pressure? Brazen Bull: Has your muse ever been ‘hoist by their own petard?’ Pear of Anguish: In what ways is your muse sexually deviant, if at all? Scold’s Bridle: Is your muse a gossip? Do they nag? Lie? Slander? Catherine Wheel: How much pain can your muse withstand? Mancudera: What is the most physical pain your muse has felt? Exposure: Would your muse rather freeze to death, or burn? Crocodile Shears: Your muse must lose a body part. Which? Cat’s Paw: What is your muse’s reaction to gore? Garrote: Your muse must kill someone. How do they do it? Saws: Would your muse rather die quick and painfully, or slow and painlessly?

xtheresaleak-deactivated2015052

☂ (This is an appropriate way to start our first interraction I think hi how u doin?)

☂: Shove them into a body of water.

He had long since lost the person he had been hunting, the asylum growing more and more unfamiliar to him with each passing hallway and doorway that he entered. Dennis grit his teeth, slowing his run down once he found himself outside. The air was damp, it had just finished raining, the ground wet under his bare feet.

The feeling of water under his toes was enough to start to put a buzz in his head, causing him to look around himself as he brought his hand up to grip at his wrist. He could see what appeared to be a small outlet surrounded by water, most likely from the pipe that he could barely make out in the darkness of the area.

"T-They aren’t h-here…" Brother said, Dennis’ eyebrows pulling together, "We should go b-back inside a-and—"

"Why’d we bring this little shit along?" Grandfather snapped, "All he does is whine and bitch…"

Dennis let out a sigh, cautiously approaching the water, peering down into it. It didn’t seem that deep, probably up to his waist. Though, he knew very well that it didn’t matter how deep it was. Though, he really didn’t have much time to continue his thought when he heard footfalls coming up behind him, a pair of hands planting themselves against his back with a rather forceful shove, Dennis losing his balance and tumbled down towards the water.

He was right, it wasn’t that deep, but he did manage to get his head under. He flailed for a few moments before he pulled himself up, his jumpsuit soaked through and the chill of the water seeping into his clothes. He spat out some of the water, all chatter that had been inside of his head silenced.

"G-God…Oh, God…” he muttered, his limbs shaking. He turned to look towards the person who had shoved him. Luckily, he had managed to keep a hold on his weapon, which tightened as he looked up at the woman.

burdened-with-knowledge

You know surprisingly enough its not that easy to remember every single detail of all your patients when you don't have the charts at your disposal. Francine would see upwards of 70 patients in a day, every day. The conditions in MtMassive were shit and Murkoff's refusal to fix easily solved problems only made her job harder at the time. So when this particular patient pursued her outside, pausing by the water to look for her perhaps, her brain only connected the dots between him and something about water. She was panicking, cut her some slack, if it was between fighting this guy and fighting Gluskin, she'd take this guy any day. If it had been deeper, pushing him in might have actually helped. In fact, there were several other patients who would've been immobilized with fear by being submerged and she would've gotten enough of an upper hand to take their weapon or incapacitate them. It wasn't until he was back up and glaring at her that she connected the next few dots and remember who he was and what his problem was. Dennis, if memory served. "Stay down!" She hissed, giving him all the fair warning he would get. Her hands were still sticky and caked with red, browning under her nails and a little in her hair. He was armed, she wasnt. But she was trained, and he wasn't. No way she was turning her back on him regardless.

#Doin good #glad to be back here bruh #nice to meet you :)#hope thats alright to work with...#xtheresaleak

Francine meeting new people