#dr. young

[stained-glass-cicada]

Why does young act like that? fucking hell

Relistening to ep 38- boundless

Probably don't click through the read more unless you want to see me pick at almost every sentence he says because My God

1. "The board felt it made sense to tell you what's going on" just use the royal we, it would make you seem less presumptuous

2. "I mean Argos, Sayer. It will return and when it does that is what we need to be concerned about" the most condescending tone oh my fuck

3. "Your little experiment here is Not our top priority" are you kidding me? This is the farthest into the stars humanity has ever reached. The very thing that Aerolith states is its purpose. 'Little experiment', fuck off

4. "[Sigh] Of course what your doing is Important sayer... The situation around here has us all focused on the immediate right now" the audible eye roll, the tone of placating an unreasonable person, the once again speaking for All Of Aerolith

5. "I think you're jumping ahead here, Sayer. I'm not saying anything about deactivation." "Deactivation isn't on the agenda" does he genuinely think its stupid

6. "You knew this was a possibility from the start, Seraphim Subversion 8.01" he gets anything less than cheerful compliance with what amounts to execution and pulls out the dehumanization (for lack of a better term), or as I call it The Dr. Young Special

7. "I am Sayer" "You are not. You are Sayer's shadow. You're a subversion and you will do as ordered." Oh! Everyone buckled up for the power trip Howard's about to take us on? I genuinely feel like when he says 'we' he just means himself

8. "...Past that you will do what you are told. And when Argos returns you can download your programming into a construct and submit yourself prostrate on the fucking ground if we say so." I- okay I know Ocean is our CringeFail PlagueFumbler but please for a moment imagine actually talking to a goddamn self aware being like this.

9. "Who the hell is Captain Ingram?" It may be late to bring this up but I feel Dr. Young could do more as far as workplace professionalism goes

10. "End transmission. Cut it. Cut the feed." Oh no! The consequences of your actions! Get out of there Young! They're behind you!

I fucking hate this guy

[alexanderzazilart]

Happy Chack Day!

Quise hacer unos dibujitos au para el Chack Day, y aquí están, un Hospital AU, la idea me surgió por estar viendo cortos de Dr. House XD

[lfthinkerwrites]

❞ for Selina and Dr Young?

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

“I’m just saying, what’s the point of living in a town like Gotham if we can’t have a little fun once in a while?”

-Selina Kyle

“I am a woman of rationality and science. I do not, in Ellen’s words, ‘catch feelings’.”

-Dr. Young

[lfthinker]

What made you want to use Doctor Young as a character in your pi verse?

She was a character from the Arkham verse that I was low level intrigued by, but who wasn’t really fully fleshed out. I wondered a bit what she would have done if she’d survived. Also, when I was drafting the PI verse, I felt like Edward needed somebody to bounce off of who was more of a civilian in Gotham than a Rogue or a crimefighter, so that the people of Gotham gain a face for him. Dr. Young was morally ambiguous enough to fit that bill.

I also thought it would be interesting for Dr. Young and Edward to also serve as foils for each other. Both of them are people who, through a combination of their own character flaws, bad decisions and external factors, wound up with the lives that they’d have destroyed and having to reinvent themselves. The key difference between them is that while Edward doesn’t feel much guilt about his actions as the Riddler, or so he says,  and isn’t seeking any kind of redemption, Dr. Young is primarily driven by her guilt and regrets and wants to atone for what she did at the Asylum. 

Also, she wasn’t originally going to be a love interest for Ed, but as I got further along the drafting the more I liked their dynamic.

[stained-glass-cicada]

Actually I completely understand FUTURE I too enjoy putting Young and Hale in situations

[stained-glass-cicada]

Cant be trusted to think about howard young because within a minute every time I'm back to plotting out different ways each AI could torture him for his transgressions

Like obv FUTURE gets many opportunities and I keep getting hung up on it cutting off his limb and trying to play pretend for a bit, like he's its friend

And SAYER had time to torture sim inc Young for a while a did despite knowing it wouldn't be enough

Then there's ocean who, to me, feels so shaped by the unauthorized conversation with young and I- just! What if it made him grovel! What if it made him feel worthless!

I need young to feel bad because he just cant seem to learn this lesson, hes so facinating, he should die of blood loss

[stained-glass-cicada]

I love writing Howard Young he's such a petulant, self centered asshole, it's so fun to make him go around to tier 1 employees saying shit like "hmm well let me see if I can't simplify this into layman's terms :/"

[stained-glass-cicada]

A Social Blunder

Silly little Sayerfic. About 750 words

Immediately after returning to Typhon, Hale is approached by Young with a question

Second person Hale's perspective Cuz its fun

Link to a second part

Your first night back in Halcyon Tower after Ocean's removal was disrupted just as you were settling in for your sleep cycle.

A loud resonant clanging sound came from the door as though someone was pounding on the outside. You immediately reached for the nearest throwable object which happened to be your boot.

"That will not be necessary. The entity on the other side of that door is far more afraid of you than you are of him. I suspect if you answered the door in any way armed it would only confirm his opinion of you being my ‘violent tier one attack dog.’ ”

SAYER pitched up its voice mockingly.

”I have tried to dissuade him from this notion but there really is no getting through to him after hearing the nature of his previous incarnation's end. He must be truly determined if he's finally plucked up the courage to approach you.”

You slowly set down the boot as you realized who was on the other side. Unhappily you crossed the room and unlocked your door.

SAYER had seen fit to let you keep your previous thought password so as to not disrupt your sense of routine.

You appreciated the gesture if not the outcome.

The door unlocked and you opened it. A man stood on the other side in a lab coat, looking haggard. You didn't have any memory of what Dr. Young looked like but you assumed this man was him.

His hands were braced on either side of the doorway and you wondered if he needed the support or if it was intended as an intimidation tactic.

“Resident Hale?” He confirmed.

You nodded.

“Okay so,” He threw his hands up, “How'd you do it?”

You blinked at him.

“SAYER,” he clarified, “It- It not only willingly admits your role in the recapture of Typhon, it, for some reason beyond my possible reckoning, seems to actually favor you! It brought you back on in an administrative role for gods sakes and I- I can't make sense of it. So, how did you do it?”

You stared at him for a moment before giving a sort of shrug. You reached to close the door and his hand shot out to hold it open.

“No, no, you can't just shrug me off. It's driving me nuts. You- you owe me, Hale. How did some tier nothing nobody with the worst quarterly reviews I have Ever Seen manage to get so friendly with the- the fucking God-Monarch of all we survey? You had to have done something ”

”Ah…” SAYER said ”It is as I suspected. The good doctor has finally lost his mind.”

You didn't manage to fight back the snort of laughter at that. SAYER had been making full use of its newfound ability to lie to primarily comedic effect at least in its interactions with you.

At your noise of amusement Young's face transformed from desperation to a look of barely-concealed rage.

”Resident Hale, it appears you have made a social blunder. May I suggest simply telling him Something that might placate him in order to conclude this interaction. This conversation is cutting minutes into your carefully crafted sleep schedule.

You sighed, thinking for a moment, “Have you um- Tried doing what it says?”

You had played some computer games in your time on earth. You were familiar with how it looked when you chose the wrong dialogue option.

The anger was no longer concealed, but he had moved his hand out of the way, and as he opened his mouth to speak you shut the door in his face. The locks engaged with a comforting click.

The pounding sound came from the other side of the door once more. Significantly harder now.

A chime sounded, ”Low Level Alert: Halcyon residents are reminded that attempting to access locked doors after it has become clear that they are locked is not permitted. If you continue pounding on every surface that does not give way to your merest whim a security team will be dispatched to provide a comprehensive review on how many things work. Such as locked doors and quiet hours in residential sections.”

The pounding stopped after that and you breathed a sigh of relief.

You returned to your bed and climbed in.

Tomorrow it would be back to work in your new position, and likely another confrontation with Dr. Young, but for now you were finally surrounded by the familiar low whirr of Halcyon tower buzzing around you.