SERGEANT LELAND COYLE.

eenie meenie miney mo, catch a commie by its cunt.

[electricoyle]

【  𝐲'𝐚𝐥𝐥'𝐫𝐞  𝐚𝐥𝐥  𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐥  𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐥𝐚𝐰.  】

a  roleplay  askblog  centered  upon  the  Outlast  Trials  Prime  Asset  SERGEANT  LELAND  COYLE.  released  by  camrion  [18+].  do  not  interact  if  you  are  below  the  age  of  17.  otherwise,  welcome  on  in.  i  draw  the  line  at  heavily  explicit  NSFW.  no  shipping  with  Franco  or  the  Kress  twins.

do  not  dm.  send  an  ooc  ask  if  you  have  any  questions.

i  am  relatively  new  to  the  Outlast  franchise  so  forgive  me  for  inaccuracies.  posts  will be tagged with  trigger  warnings  as deemed necessary,  but  consider  this  a  general  trigger  warning  for  topics  on this blog including  but  not  limited  to:  physical  and  sexual  violence,  racism,  sexism/misogyny,  hate  and  offensive  jokes.

THIS BLOG  DOES  NOT  support  his  words  nor  actions.  he  is  a  bastard  through  and  through,  however  i  do  not  intend  to  shy  away  from  sensitive  topics  either.  separate  the  muse  from  the  mun.

claimed anons: 💉

blog  pfp  and  banner  by  kuroma,  edited  by  camrion. this is a sideblog.

【  𝐚𝐧𝐝  𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲  𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞  𝐟𝐨𝐫  𝐲𝐨𝐮.  】

[electricoyle]

Uh oh! It looks likes someone didn't brush their teefies! Maybe I should have a looksie? Just open wide and ignoring the drilling sounds! HEHAHEHAHEHA!!!

[ @justfutterman ]

Lord al'mighty that walkin' pound cake gave her daddy ducky dearest more room to jabber on like you don't yammer enough as is. My teeth're none of yer business. Keep your dang drill away from my face.

[justfutterman]

Watch its! That's my daughter your talkings about! Only I get to call her namesies.

You gots bad teeths from all that cigarettes you keeps smoking!!! When's the last your brushed!? Or bathes!? I can smells you before I sees you.

[electricoyle]

Why're y'all so damn invested in my hygiene habits huh? To set the fuckin' record straight, I brush my teeth every goddamn daybreak and bathe every fuckin' sundown. It's all those rancid shitbirds stinkin' my whole place up.

Why don'tcha stick your goddamn beak in someone else's mouth huh? That bloated dwarf could use a check on his baby teeth.

[justfutterman]

Cause something stinks and it ain't Phyllis. I only get a whiff of that stench when yous or that grown infant is around.

…

Phyllis says I don't haves a nose, but I know what I smelled!

That “baby” isn't allowed anywhere near my daughter! I can't get close enough for a proper clean up, but I know that pacifier’s isn’t doing him any favors…jesus.

[electricoyle]

As expect'd, all you really do's talk my ear off. Why don'tcha ever go talk to the twins or that commie? Though I'd say, I'm more than happy to tie down that deformed leprechaun if ya want t'clean his teeth out. Anythin' to get you away from me, and I just love t'hear him scream lik'a toddler in need of his mama's nipple.

[justfutterman]

Cause Phyllis don’ts waddles to them for hellosies. But that thin lady stuck on her brother could have her crooked teeths looked at…

I am being nice Phyllis, by beings honest…

I can’t sees that mannequin’s teeths. And I don’t knows which one of them is reals! Phyllis will go on for hours talkings to the wrong one!!! She never lets me drill into the fakes.

…

I do’s wanna get into that brats mouth…you just gotta keep him down and Phyllis distracted…she’s got a soft spot for the stupid short ones. Thinks he’s a real looker that one. Jesus my poor heart, she’s going to kill her daddy if she puts a bag over my head justs to talk to hims.

Phyllis, shut the fuck up you can’t talk to the cop, I don’t cares if he’s interestings to you! Stop fixing your faces and mutterings in my ear like that is going to give mes a headache… and no we aren’t goings to sees the little brat. Ignore Doctor Futterman’s conversation please the men are talkings…

[electricoyle]

Is all you wan't'do look at teeth? 'Course it is, can't expect much else from a duck puppet. You don' even have any goddamn teeth to speak of.

Didn't think that stunted growth had anythin' else to look at 'sides from his gigantic forehead. Keepin' him down's easy, but distract the Goose? Well now, that's gon' call f'more... drastic measures, heh. Pick yer poison.

Why, does dear Goose have somethin' t'say hm? Don't be a bitch now ya stupid quack.

[electricoyle]

Mr. Coyle, how have you been fairing? Are your trials going well? Are your “criminals” behaving? How are you?

*The doctor waits patiently for the prime asset to respond, clipboard in hand and pen at the ready. They are here to make a report*

@his-last-resort

His eye twitches beneath his pitch-black aviators at the onslaught of questions, once again futilely yanking at his restraints.

"Are these fuckin' necessary huh? I don't bite y'know." He sneers at the doctor.

"And t'answer your questions, I'm spry as a goddamn bitch on fire I'll have ya know. My trials would go much better if you people didn't coddle the pigs so fuckin' much."

He inhales a puff of his cigarette before exhaling wispy tendrils of smoke through his nostrils.

"As for my prisoners, well now, they wouldn't be here if they'd behaved themselves right? Thought you was smarter than that."

[his-last-resort]

“Extremely necessary. I’ve seen the corpses in your trials Mr. Coyle. I do not wish to look like one of them.” They scribble something onto their notes.

“It’s good to hear you’re fine. Though it’s my recommendation that you smoke a little less. It can’t be good for your lungs along with all that shouting.” In reality Artie just hates the smell wafting off the cop. Thank goodness for their mask…

“Very true. Though tell me, what makes you believe that your prisoners should be so severely punished? Do you base your authority off their crimes or is it a matter of feeling in control?”

[electricoyle]

"Tch." He didn't have his baton anyways, but who's to say he couldn't choke the life out of the doctor before him? The thought keeps him entertained as the doctor drones on.

"Good to hear eh? Yer face says otherwise, Larkie. Recommendation duly dismissed. Show me a person wi'hout a vice in this godforsaken place and jus' maybe I'll think 'bout it." One could assume he's forgotten the doctor's name, but it sounded rather intentional.

"Y'all are fresh outta questions to ask, gimme a darn break." The sergeant drawls, fidgeting within his restraints.

"The law's an absolute thing when you believe in it and that's what the whole wide world spin on don't it? I'm as fair as they come, next to Lady Justice herself. I dole out the same heavy hand to all my prisoners 'cause they all share one common fact: they broke the rules. And as an enforcer of the law, I can't ever stand that."

He pauses, lips pulling into a grin.

"I serve the law and it serves me in return. You like your control too don'tcha? Takes one t'know one."

[his-last-resort]

The doctor can’t help but to roll their eyes at Coyle’s explanations. Of course they write it down but after that they set the clipboard on the counter.

“Doctor Artie, Mr. Coyle.” They correct him, “It’s not hard to remember.”

They pull up a rolling stool to sit beside the restrained cop.

“I think we misunderstand each other, I for one have the same amount of power as you have over me, which is none.” They say, “I don’t do this to feel in control, I do this because I’m stuck here, same as you. Maybe we are more alike than we think.”

“Now then, I suppose this check up is over?”

[electricoyle]

"Sergeant Coyle ain't hard t'remember either Larkie." He shoots back with a light snarl.

"If you really believed that, I wouldn't be all tied up now would I? I may be stuck 'ere but that don't mean I got no control. We'r'all from the same bad harvest, jus' not in th'way you think. The truth... is a multi-faceted thing." As best as he can within his bindings, he cranes his neck to look at the doctor, puffing smoke right into their face.

"You're the doctor here, how the hell am I s'pose to know? But it better be 'cause I ain't stayin' bound for one second longer."

[his-last-resort]

“Ms. Coyle, got it.” Thank goodness for those restraints. Artie couldn’t help themselves, although they feel like they’ll be reprimanded for teasing the PA soon.

Artie coughs from the smoke, waving a hand in front of their face trying to clear the air.

“The guards will escort you back to your sleep room don’t worry. Though I would behave if I were you, I had been asked to sedate my patients after their checkups. Do we want sedation sir?”

[electricoyle]

Coyle lunges for the doctor out of sheer reflex at being disobeyed, rage burning behind those shades of his.

"THE FUCK YOU CALL ME!? YOU'RE NOTHIN' MORE THAN A PUNY LITTLE LABRAT I COULD CRUSH BENEATH MY BOOT-"

He bites down on his own tongue at the mention of sedation, though the thrashing in his restraints was enough a tell of just how riled up the sergeant is. He chews through his cigarette in frustration and rage, spitting the joint out onto the ground.

"Get me another cigarette ya fuckin' twat."

[electricoyle]

I think I’ve gotten a little used to seeing the mannequins. What concerns me is the bodies… not the fact that there’s so many of them (okay well. Maybe that. There are a lot.) but like… why are you posing some of them. Or propping them up like they’re just some toys. I’m still “new” around here and haven’t stepped foot into the Kress Twins’ or Liliya’s places yet, so maybe you’re not the only one doing that, but eughhh. Why.

It’s worse when they’re hooked up to some electric cables. That makes the smell of corpses even worse. I think I saw a pile of unrecognizable flesh outside of the Police Station once?? I can’t tell if that’s either some gutted-out person’s organs or if some poor dude got reduced to just a pile of flesh. Why do you even burn words into the walls?? Just… dear god.

An' here I thought ya liked my little home. Long damn list of complaints for a place you's a guest in. Now ain't it better for someone t'put those dead meatbags t'good use? It adds a li'l spice to the station an' keeps the scum in line. Also gets real damn boring 'round these parts. Else am I gon' do while I'm on the job?

Sounds t'me like someone's got a weak stomach. Don'tcha just love to see how that spark can fuck someone's innards.

[snejinki]

Hi! No Comment on this one

[electricoyle]

Ooc: GOATED headcannon

- from an intersex coyle truther (it began as a joke and I'm ignoring a LOT of cannon /lh)

[ ooc: Right? Realistically he'd be straighter than a ruler, but I personally atleast don't think I've ever seen a character radiate this much bisexual energy. I like to think of it as he's dealing with feelings that go against what was ingrained into him from youth. The mannequins and his voicelines about the snitch... ]

[ Preach your truth! I actually started fawning over Coyle as a joke, but it's very, very real now haha. ]

[electricoyle]

👀 You offering ? In June? Willingly to pin a man to your car? Damn Sgt. That's... kinda fruity of you actually

I'll pin whoever needs arrestin' all-year round, shitface. The law's goddamn impartial, not a fuckin' fag. I ain't no apple'r orange either.

[electricoyle]

Dickheads in Murkoff don't fuckin' approve of my las' two messages. Lord have mercy 'cause America's going to absolute shit.

This's all you queer shitbirds get in my place. Hav' an.. electrifyin' pride month. I'm more than happy t'rip some of you fresh fuckin' holes.

[electricoyle]

<3 It's pride month Coyle you know what that means :)

Hell is that s'pose to mean? All I see's the guilty and the damned to be arrested.

[electricoyle]

Happy pride month Coyle! How about popping a bottle to celebrate?

And why ever in the sweet lovin' name of Jesus would I want to celebrate cocksuckers and scissorin' whores? I'll pop a bottle when all these faggots turn to God for guidance back'nto the right path.

[mournedknight]

coyle save me save me from art block please save me

[undergroundnightingale]

Diary Entry/ Introduction

Well ain't it just been a moment, diary.

I swear, I haven't written in you since I was a little girl. But given how lonely it can get down here, maybe I can look at talkin' with you again.

I promise - unless that Doctor Easterman finds you, you'll be the one I confide in the most. I'll tell ya every little thought I think, every little feelin' I have - and maybe even my desires. I suppose a good god fearin' gal doesn't have many desires. Every day is a blessing as mama used to say.

Goodness me, I'm getting ahead of myself mentioning that doctor already.

Well Diary, I'm pleased as punch to tell you that I got a brand-spanking-new job with the Murkoff corperation and I'm one of the lucky few to go to their undergound facility! Fancy that - I can't secure a lover boy but I sure as can work for the best of the best underground.

They got me treating their 'Prime Assets' which are supposed to help the reagents be the very best souls they can be. I don't think I understand how it works, but I ain't getting paid to question Doctor Easterman.

(Between you and I, diary - he kinda unsettles me a little.)

All I gotta do is patch 'em together one day at a time, and do it with a smile! They might be a little rough around the edges, but everyone deserves good care.

I hope my mama would be proud to see the nurse I've become. Guess we'll have to wait and see.

Lots'o'love, Mitzi

[RP GUIDELINES]

Hello, welcome and thank you for coming to my outlast OC blog! This is my first time roleplaying on this platform, and general return to tumblr after quite sometime. I'm more than happy to take tips on formatting whilst I get the hang of this again!

I will try to post everything and anything about Mitzi - mainly the odd drabble here and there.

I don't have many guidelines given this is an Outlast OC but please see the below.

Owner of this blog is 25+ so please no minors

Asks are welcomed! Both OCs and canon characters! Mitzi will gladly yap to anyone and everyone

Nothing explicit - Mitzi can be flirty but we're not getting downright dirty on main.

More guidelines to come once I get the hang of this.

[mournedknight]

I missed my wife so much

[ghooostea]

collab with the AMAZING Zak /@mournedknight. He did pre-Murkoff Coyle and I did the right side. Go follow them fwehehe

[caterpillar19]

Not my best since I was figuring out gow fo use procreate

[electricoyle]

i feel like you would be so much less agressive and cruel if you got a good burger in ya.

You offerin' yerself?

[burgerkitty69]

no... but im sure many other boys would jump at the opportunity! i meant an actual burger.

[electricoyle]

Real shame that is. Unfort'nately the cooks here can't cook for jackshit. Burger tastes like dog piss mixed with rotten meat.

[electricoyle]

Need me a pet t'toy with, somethin' to leave burns all over... cig'rette burns, electrical burns... make for a damn fine piece of art.