#asylumsilenced

[obsessicn]

Each time Laurie tried to recall the moment before each failed escape, as her soul was leeched into complete numbness in emotions: no joy, no fear, no sadness, no anger - an empty state of mind, she could describe that moment - no other than terrifying. As it happened over, and over again, everything Laurie could feel towards this game in between trials, was anger. Anger towards freedom that was taken from her, false images she created for Laurie - she was not afraid to let seemingly all seeing evil to know it. Laurie despises her, whatever she might be.

   ❝ —  And... them... ❞ Laurie begins, staring now into flames licking ashen logs, as she tries to find words for the set of thoughts. She should have been the last person to feel any sympathy towards the servants of the entity- they all had reasons. The pain and little games they put the survivors through, how they seemingly kept the cycle running with sacrifices. However, she couldn’t deny small hints that existed: that the bond between the entity and some of the killers didn’t seem mutually equal, not even consensual. There were couple of times Laurie had witnessed pity and frustration in killers’ eyes. Even a moment of consideration for showing mercy before blood lust took over them, whether they chose to fight against or submit by will - Laurie was almost sure there was fear towards the entity.

    ❝ —  ...I have seen fragments of pity and frustration their eyes... fear, struggle... even actions of mercy...  I find it difficult to believe all of them enjoy this. No matter how much I’d love to see the,, in pain... aren’t we all having a common enemy then. ❞ || @asylumsilenced continued x

[magicandsciencemuses]

@asylumsilenced || continued from [x]

     To his credit, Elias only winces slightly as Sally cleans the cut above his eye. “No, the... the punches are real enough. Gotta look real or the cover doesn’t hold up.” He licks his split lip and moves the ice pack on his shoulder to another area. He doesn’t have high enough clearance in the police department to know what Sally’s real agenda is... nor does he really care. She’s a lot nicer than the last nurse the department assigned to help him in his undercover op.

     Her question surprises him, gaze flitting briefly to her. “Didn’t realize you cared ‘bout me, Sally. Thought I was just another assignment.” Another body to patch up.

[ancriginal-blog]

IMPORTANT PSA

For those of you who haven’t seen it for a multitude of reasons, the Bowie of THIS CALLOUT is back. Content warnings include: transphobia, gaslighting, manipulation, abuse, incest, ableism, theft, and suicide baiting among other things. Please put your own mental health first before reading this callout. That being said…

HER NEW URLS ARE @falseiidol AND @asylumsilenced. SHE IS GOING BY THE ALIAS GLITCH NOW. PROOF IN THE CALLOUT OF THE GLITCH ASSOCIATED WITH THESE URLS BEING BOWIE ARE IN THE CALLOUT. THEY CAN ALSO BE FOUND HERE.

This is not a witch hunt. This is not a mistake. This person is a legitimate DANGER to the RPC and has been lying to people about their identity and continues to lie and block anyone who speaks out on this issue. Blogs of mine that haven’t even reblogged the updated callout are being blocked in order to silence me on the issue. I WILL NOT BE SILENCED. THE PEOPLE WHO BOWIE ABUSED AND MANIPULATED WILL NOT BE SILENCED.

I know this stuff sucks to have on your dash sometimes, but please, if you are unfamiliar with the callout mentioned above, do not dismiss it as Tumblr bullshit. The Google Doc it is compiled on is over 100 pages long. Most of the callout is comprised of screenshots. I REPEAT. MOST OF THE CALLOUT IS COMPOSED SIMPLY OF PROOF OF THE BEHAVIOR.

THIS IS REAL. THIS IS SERIOUS. BOWIE IS BACK AND EVERYONE NEEDS TO STAY SAFE.

[thanatophobix-blog]

@asylumsilenced  liked for a horror muse starter!:

He didn’t get hurt. Billy never got hurt. That just wasn’t his thing, things don’t affect him like they should (or, maybe they did, and he was just very good at pretending that they didn’t), and that’s what kept him moving along. A trip, a fall into a few pallets, it all ends his own knife in his shoulder like a goddamn idiot. Who does that? What kind of dumbass does that? They always told you not to run with scissors, maybe they should extend that to knives.

He didn’t trust The Doctor, he was... a jolty electrical mess. Not something he wanted to deal with... The Nurse, however, was more bearable. Hopefully, he didn’t actually know. “Hey!” Billy exclaimed as he walked towards the hooded woman, hand still pushing down on the wound, “You, uh, you know medical things. You think you could look at this?” Make up a story, make up a story- “One of those dimwits got all gutsy and decided to grab my knife.”

[madmonarch]

❛♛  @asylumsilenced​​ : liked for a starter

 `SOMETIMES A BRILLIANT PREDATOR. ‘OTHER TIMES A BASIC BEAST THE MONARCH MIGHT HAVE MOCKED AT ONE POINT IN HIS LIFE. Let the outside fit the inside, cascading blood a more common color then the GOLD he had clung to so much before / OH, BUT HE STILL HAD THAT (OVERGROWN AND TAINTED, A MASK UPON A FACADE THAT OBSCURED SIGHT IN THE FORMATION OF A CROWN SELF GIVEN). Sightless, reliant on a sense that he had subtly but so commonly shown off / SMELL / the presence was caught even besides the ichor drenching face, and lips.      ❝-—I don’t know how much lucky you’ll have with that one.❞      Perhaps it was a sense of a MOCK at the dead and beyond that / HELD FURTHER WITH BACK OF PALM RUNNING AGAINST MOUTH TO REMOVE SOME OF THE BLOOD FROM HIS FACE.

[grandschemed]

‘ don’t do that. it’ll only hurt. ’ / ghostface

@asylumsilenced​ / ghostface.

the nurse’s presence catches ghostface off his guard as he whirls around to look at her, guarding his wounded arm instinctively.  does she come as friend or foe?  maybe she comes as neither and she’s something in the middle instead.  to be honest, he vaguely remembers skimming her sad story in the digital archive, but his reporter days are long over and the entity’s realm changes people in mysterious ways.  it definitely changed him.  for better or for worse.  

but old habits die hard.

“well, i guess you know best, huh?” ghostface asks, voice distorted through the mask, cocking his head.  ah, what the hell?  if this is some kind of fucked up trap, then so be it.  besides, thanks to the entity, ghostface is immortal, baby!  back in black and sexier than ever.

behind his mask, ghostface grins, offering his arm for the woman to examine.  “you going to kiss it better for me, babe?”

[whatscanon-a]

   bruised covered her ivory skin, the prom queen looking more like a shattered porcelain doll after the night’s events. parts of her skin were still pink from being in the frigid cold in nothing more than her undergarments and the old pair of boots and jacket she had found later in the mines. 

  she had been awake for a couple of hours with no one in sight. she finally saw a woman walk past her room, her green eyes shooting up.

“e –– excuse me?! miss?!” she rasped out, her throat parched. “wh––where are my friends? did they make it? d––did michael––my boyfriend–– michael munroe?!”   //  @asylumsilenced​  ( sc )

[horrauer-a]

What are the requirements for your muse to sleep with someone?

For Patrick ,  not much . He’ll sleep with practically any female as long as they’re good - looking .  He prefers people he doesn’t have ties to or doesn’t have to see ever again ( usually sex workers ,  which is canon ), but he’s also not beyond fucking a coworker’s girlfriend (as seen in canon) . Males are a lot more complicated . Patrick is bi , but also has a huge fear of being found out as such and tends to only sleep with males he can kill afterwards ( also usually sex workers ) .  He prefers combining rough sex with torture, and often times his victims don’t make it out of the bedroom alive. On the off chance he chooses not to kill someone he’s fucked, if there was violence involved he’ll pay them double and make them sign a contract

@asylumsilenced / sex headcanons / Patrick .