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His days are a blur. He slips in and out of consciousness, catching only glimpses of stark walls, beeping machinery or sometimes gloved hands taking samples. These people, whoever they are, barely let him utter a word, keeping him prisoner, his wrists and ankles bound to the hospital bed.

Although, as morbid as the thought may be, Joseph is almost thankful. While he may not be safe, he is at least free from Ruvik’s hell. That thing, that monster, in the mirror cannot hurt him here.

In a rare moment of consciousness, Joseph lolls his head to the side, watching as a nurse enter his room. He cannot make out her features. His world is blurred without his glasses. He swallows, met by a dry throat.

“May… May I have some water? Please?”

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It’s a different day for Joseph, as it is for Tatiana. She had never taken someone through the process of becoming a part of MOBIUS, but things had changed after Beacon. Joseph Oda had survived that hell, and he was intended to go down a similar route as all the other civilians-turned-agents. It was better than letting his talents go to waste.

Tatiana brings a small paper cup to his lips. She lets him take a drink before setting it down, replacing the cup with a set of glasses. She slips them onto his face.

“How are you feeling, Joseph?”

#poorlittlejoseph #v. post massacre.#my naming system is so bad #but w/e

alovelyspark:

‘You’re making this difficult.’

Some part of Laura wants to snap back a harsh ‘Don’t patronize me,’ but she keeps her mouth shut. What would fighting really accomplish? She and Tatiana both exist beneath the eyes of MOBIUS as pawns to move around the board. They follow orders. They do as they are told. No exceptions.

“Fine… Lead the way.”

Hours later, Tatiana waits for Laura to wake up. She sits beside her bed, and flips through an interior design magazine. One day she would have to get someone to touch up her home for her-- she had the money, after all. She just didn’t care to update her home. It was too time-consuming. It was unnecessary.

Tati set her magazine down an inch at the sign of movement. She’s done this every time Laura’s shifted in bed, but now she believes Laura may actually be waking up.

“Good morning, Laura.”

#alovelyspark #v. locked ward.#jazz hands my way in #insert me singing I'M STILL WINGING IT

richardtrager:

“ Morning? “ Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he glances around in exaggeration, bringing attention to the fact that the underground of Mount Massive Asylum had no windows. He knew it was morning hours, he was just messing with her. “ Do you guys even know what the sun looks like anymore? I mean, fluorescent lights are great and all but sheesh. “ He gets an eyeful of her, watching for anything suspicious. Body language, or a look, something to scrutinize. There were these incidents with the female staff members experiencing false pregnancies, something that was personally bothering him. He would be damned if anyone found out that some of those pregnancies weren’t false – and were his fault.

When he finds nothing immediate to gripe at her about, his focus goes to the surrounding medical supplies. Shrugging his shoulders, he inhales deeply from his nose and exhales out his mouth with an audible sigh, “ Well, well, looks like everything’s running smoothly. Not sure if it was worth the two-hour drive to come check up on things, but it is what it is. “ Sauntering over to some of the medical cabinets, he runs his fingers down the length of a drawer and pretends to examine dust on his skin, flicking the remnants away. “ Keepin’ it nice and tidy, I see. Very good. Say, how about you and I have a little walk. “ He wasn’t really asking her. Ordering would be more accurate, though he phrased it as a friendly inquiry.

Tatiana doesn’t prefer to get teased and otherwise looked down on by the men at Murkoff, but plenty of them were just scumbags. The higher-ups were always oozing money and power. It’s infuriating, but Murkoff is what keeps her able to work in the States. There is nothing for her in South America anymore-- no opportunity for money like this. Murkoff takes a toll on her life, but it is better than not having money at all.

All that said, there isn’t any way for her to siddle out of this “little walk” that Trager has requested. She knows he isn’t giving a cordial invitation-- he’s telling her, not asking. Tatiana reorganizes the counter beside her-- adjusting a clipboard, capping a pen-- before she walks out of the room and into the hall.

“I should get to my rounds sooner than later, Mr. Trager. I hope you don’t mind if I ask that this not take too long.”

#richardtrager #v. mount massive.#she always has a migraine #he doesn't make it any better lol

alovelyspark:

Rain pelts the car on their drive to Beacon. All the while, Laura keeps quiet, forced to listen to the raindrops hitting the car, grower fiercer by the minute. At this rate, hail will soon follow. Thankfully, the rain sticks and Laura holds her arm over her head as they make their way to Beacon’s doors, damn near drenched to the bone.

“—Do you plan on telling me what’s going on or are we sticking to the silent treatment?” Laura says, pulling her hair back in a ponytail.

Tatiana holds the door open for her. The harsh, sanitary smell is like home to her-- too familiar to consider as something unpleasant. Laura’s insistence on getting her to speak shouldn’t be so difficult on her, but it is. She wants to go back; to walk back out to the car and live their lives like they normally do. Protocol far surpasses her squeamishness, though.

“I’m just following orders. You’re making this difficult, Laura-- the sooner this is over, the sooner we can finish up for the day.”

#alovelyspark #v. locked ward.

alovelyspark:

“—What? Why?” For a fleeting moment, Laura thinks Tatiana’s joking, but the look in her eye says otherwise. An emergency perhaps? Or is it nothing more than a simple debriefing? Laura decides it’s best not to prod her friend any further for answers. MOBIUS lives for its secrets, even keeping ones from its employees.

Tatiana doesn’t answer her; just clams up for the rest of the ride. She hates keeping secrets, but she knows that Laura has to understand. Laura has worked with MOBIUS for just as long. She would do just the same if something had ever happened to Tatiana-- right? Tatiana has no doubt that Laura must have something on her, something that, in a situation like this, she would bring her to MOBIUS as well.

Right?

Tatiana unbuckles as soon as they get to Beacon, closing the car door behind her. She pulls herself together. All that time in the car gave her a headache, though, and now she just wishes they had just gone for Chinese as the original plan was.

#alovelyspark #v. locked ward.

@richardtrager

Tatiana’s position as head nurse has plenty of perks-- like knowing ALL the damn gossip running around in Murkoff. It doesn’t matter how fucked up this place is; there still seemed to be time for the employees to whisper among each other. Therefore, she already knew that Richard Trager was someone she needed to be careful around. He had a reputation that wasn’t confirmed, but was definitely hinted at. Tatiana was smart enough to avoid him.

She can’t avoid him when he comes around to the bowels of Murkoff, though.

“Good morning, Mr. Trager. Is there something you might be looking for?”

#richardtrager #v. mount massive.#tati: 8//////#also I read all three fuckin comics in one go before bed #god richard #he's so fucked up

tatiana was married to an american man and brought to the states when she was 18. her parents had the best intentions-- they thought he was a good man. instead, he took advantage of tatiana’s isolation and made her do whatever he asked in return for economic stability. he was a MOBIUS agent, and it wasn’t until his handler’s wife noticed that something was up before tatiana got any outside care. her husband was relocated to work out of the states, and she was moved to krimson city to become an agent.

#headcanon.#domestic abuse mention #bleh

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Starter call. I would love to start interacting with some of y'all!

#jazz hands this starter call back into the blue void #ooc.#starter call.

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Send a 🙌 and I’ll introduce you to an NPC related to my Muse.

This means any minor ‘background character’ in my Muse’s life, such as a relative, coworker, friend, rival, etc. that they interact with in their personal canon.

#askbox.#kels if u see this on ur notifications and are like ''who tf'' it's me it marissa

@alovelyspark

She’s been waiting in this room for ages. Her luggage bag sits beside her, with all the remnants of her previous life held within it. This is the second time she’s moved in such a short, short span of time. Tatiana has only been in the States for a year, and she fears this room will only be the on to bound her back down to Argentina.

The ring he gave her is still on her finger. The clothes on her back was bought with his money. Everything had been his-- and she had been his for so, so long. She can’t bring herself to cry about it. She had done that enough on her own, before anyone else knew what had happened to her.

Her head snaps up when the door opens. She doesn’t say anything; just waits for the impending doom she believes is coming to her.

#alovelyspark #v. indoctrination.#domestic violence mention #domestic abuse mention #? not sure which is best to tag it #anyway ya she knows her way around english #just has an accent and sometimes has to work her way around things she doesn't know

tiny verses update:

v. mount massive is my outlast verse. it takes place around 2010-ish, and tatiana is the head nurse there. she believes that she is pregnant, but it’s actually the effects of the morphogenic engine that causes the falsehood.

v. indoctrination is a the evil within verse. it’s set at the beginning of tatiana’s time with MOBIUS, in 1993/94.

#ooc.#update.#gonna put this in her actual blog sometime soon #hopefully tonight oTL

Tatiana went through accent reduction classes during her first years in MOBIUS. Her last name, and her knowledge of Spanish, are the lasting reminders of where she came from.

#headcanon.#that tacky ''remember where u came from'' quote just popped into my head.#anyway if tatiana ever speaks spanish in a thread #just know that i come from a ''spanish native'' household but my spanish is still shit.#so I fumble with writing it via trying to string together sentences and then looking at google translate to double check myself.

alovelyspark:

Laura keeps a certain distance between their vehicle and Alan’s. If he finds out he’s being followed and panics, who knows what he’ll do. Every turn they take leads them closer to the airport, but the team has to extract him before that. The airport is too exposed, too public.

“He’ll take the 227 exit. Tell them to cut him off at Cherry and 48th.”

Tatiana has her phone plastered to her ear, throwing out commands for them at break-neck speed. She doesn’t even look up, but she does throw something out between the back-and-forth-- a comment to the agent on the other line, a signal. Laura’s slip up needs to be dealt with before it can get any worse.

The call ends. “We need to turn around. Alan’s being handled. They want us back at Beacon.”

#alovelyspark #v. locked ward.#idk what the comment was I'm p sure it was like some one or two word thing just to be like #( 8 ay smth's wrong with laura she gotta get checked out

impxled:

❛ mm? of course my dear. i’m getting better by the day, make sure you let the doctors know that. i do feel this process, this ENGINE they’re putting me through certainly is having an effect on me. ❜sitting at a small metal table it had two large cuffs strapped to the top, his wrists slid in and secured.

❛ i am a bit.. feverish however. chills? would a blanket be too much to ask. perhaps some tea. ❜nothing was allowed. the pre-variant eyed her, a woman. filthy whore that she was, TAUNTING him, look at her! flaunting her curves. teasing him. a tongue rolled out, licking dry lips. muscles flexed beneath scarred flesh and a well worn patient uniform.

“i’m sure you know the rules, mr. gluskin. even if the engine has been having an effect on you, that doesn’t give you any special treatment.” she turns to look at the cart she's brought in, and picks up a thermometer. tatiana walks up to him, holding the end of a thermometer. he is not the worst of them, at least not in terms of his progress. not the best, she supposes, is the right wording for it. it’s only been a year, but there are others who have been farther along-- that are coming to be inhumane. unsettling. variant.

even with his background, he is the lesser of the evil within these walls. he is, at least, essentially human.

“open up. let me see about that fever.”

#impxled #v. mount massive.#yeah #it's perfect!! uvu

@alovelyspark and @penrosexsteps: 👀👀👀

#taylor is this what u were talkin abt last night #dash commentary #gonna be stalking this thread

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#juli kidman.#the administrator.

fixed the typos in my guidelines and added the link to my external rules page.

#ooc.#moonwalks back into the abyss #also on my to-do list is establishing her backstory and adding some verses to her verses page. or like. a wishlist or smth.#smth ppl can go off of aside from TEW things.

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