PAPA WENT UPSIDE DOWN

independent Dr. Martin Brenner from Stranger Things. written by Occam. currently being rebooted as of 7/6/19

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I think what my counterpart means is “bitch”

“You know full well that your ‘counterpart’ is Orderly Davis. Anyway, time for you to go back to your room.”

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Botch

“Hmm… seems like someone’s cranky. Must be nap time.”

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white on white translucent black capes back on the rack bela lugosi’s dead

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I got worked up over my stories instead of writing this weekend whoops. Maybe next time lmao.

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Maneater is a single recorded by American duo Hall & Oates from their 1982 album H2O. 

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No

did i fucking ask you anything?? hm??

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greetings and salutations

Hey folks - thanks for following me. If you’re new here, my name is Occam (pronouns he/him) and I will be your tour guide for this trash blog. I haven’t touched this blog IC in well over a year and I’ve got a lot of housekeeping that I need to do, so please bear with me while I get that stuff sorted out. I’m not planning on doing any threads with new partners until I write Brenner’s primer (hopefully will be done either today or tomorrow, depends on how busy I am,) but if you want to plot something out or just say hi please feel free to message me or send me an ask. Thanks, xoxo.

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You Spin Me Round (Like a Record) - Dead or Alive

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The truth is, psychiatry feels like a waste of his talents. As Brenner sits at his desk, filling out paperwork and patiently waiting for the girl who he is to see next, he cannot help but think about how much more useful he would be in a lab, in research. It had always been his strong suit, knowing what drugs to use for what and who, but he much preferred it in the experimental way.

Nonetheless, Miss Hopper is one of his least irritating patients, and so he will continue to see her for as long as her parents see that she needs him.

Making note of the time, Brenner finishes the sentence he’s writing and stands up, making his way to the door of his office. Making his way out to the waiting room, he sees her there, waiting patiently for him as he had for her.

“Miss Hopper. Please, come in.”

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New York City. Martin had never been much of a city man, preferring the solitude of rural settings, the secrecy that it afforded him was invaluable, and so finding himself in such a busy place full of busy people doing their busywork is less than ideal  --  but still, it affords him another sort of secrecy.

Here, not a soul knows who he is, nor what he’s done.

He shudders and shakes in the cold, rainy air, pulling his coat around him tighter tighter, trying desperately to find warmth, but the cold is so so deep within his bones, the world still so so dark despite how his eyes have adjusted to the light of our world.

When he stumbles into the building, his coat is soaked all the way through, and he shakes violently as he takes the elevator up, the stink of piss and marijuana thick in the air of it. When he arrives on his floor, he stumbles all the way down the hall, hardly aware of his surroundings barely noticing if anyone is even there.

Arriving at his door, he pulls out his key and begins fumbling with his key and the lock, and after several tries, he becomes convinced that he must have the wrong key, and begins searching through the ring again. He feels a pang of sadness as he passes every Hawkins Lab key, worn and covered in grime from the years of disuse.

As he searches for the key, hovering suspiciously over the lock, he fails to notice that the door before him is one that reads ALIAS INVESTIGATIONS.

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hurricaneiisms:

“papa….no more.” despite her limited vocabulary, it’s evident from her tone that eleven doesn’t want to do any tests that day. she just wants to be a child for one day without being forced to take part in things that she despises so greatly. “please…no more, papa.”

He looks down at the girl, stone cold and icy lipped as always, but there is a pang of pity that he feels in his chest when he looks at her  --  so small, so fragile, so fearful. it is not good to coddle her, but sometimes he finds himself with the impulse  --  mostly during moments like this.  “Eleven, just once more today. It’s an important one, and I can’t delay it by a day.”  He leans closer, a manufactured warmth in his gaze as he looks at her.  “Just the one, and then maybe we can read something, hm?” He quirks a smile, nothing behind it.

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seven-word sentence starter.

“please, don’t take this the wrong way.”

“know that we’ll still have each other.”

“tell me we’re doing the right thing.”

“you know what i was gonna say.”

“i don’t give a shit what happened.”

“everything is so confusing. i don’t know.”

“sorry. i didn’t mean what i said.”

“you really don’t have to keep apologising.”

“i hate knowing we have to hide.”

“it’s not your fault. don’t blame yourself.”

“this is all out of our control.”

“i think i’m going crazy without you.”

“what am i supposed to say to that?”

“we need to talk. call me.”

“i can’t sleep because of all this.”

“how much more must i be hurting?”

“i’m not the person i once was.”

“c’mon you know it’s not like that.”

“what about all of this is funny?”

“tell me you don’t feel the same.”

“you always seem to make me speechless.”

“you left me here all by myself.”

“is this all a joke to you?”

“i can still remember the good times.”

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well there’s no point in writing out the rest of his backstory now because liz basically summed up the most important parts in a single session of dragging me so here you go folks, welcome to my shit blog.

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012. — Knock my muse out.

she’s scared & her heart is racing at what will come next from the man that she calls papa. if only she had just cooperated with the man, none of this would have happened. she didn’t WANT to do this, any of it, but what choice did the girl have? it was either obey or face punishment, & this time she was defiant. therefore, the girl could only look on with fear as the man approached her with other scientists. “…papa..” came the only word she could manage to speak in her quiet tone, almost hoping that the man might not punish her this time. “….papa.” she repeated, her tone more desperate before everything became completely dark.