How would you say Lotus’ relationship is growing with the brothers?
I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG FOR ME TO RESPOND TO-
I was on vacation and away from my precious computer with all my lovely files and sketches on it, so I had to wait till I got home to answer-
ANYWAYS! To your question!
Ooooh hehe this is gonna be another long one~ STRAP IN HAHA!
(Before I begin I'm going to give a little warning, because this is, technically, discussing spoilers of my story! You have been warned!)
(TW- mention of ptsd, needles, medical phobias, implied experimentation, trauma)
Lotus begins her time with the brothers pretty... rough. She's hurt, afraid, and continually fighting to keep control of her emotions and ptsd. She attempts (at first) to cover this up by speaking with more confidence than she truly has. She's blunt with her words, never allowing someone to misunderstand her. But her honesty becomes troublesome as Mikey becomes more curious about what happened to her. He constantly asks questions, and in order to keep from scarring the younger turtle, she vigilantly censors and blurs her answers.
It helps that Mikey has been in the Medbay so many times himself. Many of Lotus' triggers lie in that medicinal room, and Mikey quickly learns this. It doesn't quite make sense to him at first why she's so scared. He's been sat down on that exam table more times than he can count, but any time fear tried to show its ugly mug, the love and gentleness of his oldest brother's care pushed it back into the shadows.
To Lotus, Mikey looks and acts about the same age as she might be, so she feels a natural sibling comradery with him. It takes some time for her to finally open up to him, (again, for fear that she will legit BREAK THIS POOR BOY), but his gentle encouragement eventually pulls the last brick of her crumbling walls loose.
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Lotus and Don share many similarities: Their lack of patience for any kind of stupidity, their shared mentality of logic over emotion, and especially~ the reason of their work ethic.
Don is the only brother who has a "human" job. He works in IT, helping customers with their computers, files, softwares, etc. He has put this large responsibility of a full-time, remote job on his shoulders so he can be of more use to his family. Sure, he takes care of the various leaks and loose screws (his brothers) around their home, but it never feels like it's enough. God gave him a brain- so he better put it to good use! Like a rusted piece of an engine, you're only so useful for so long, and can easily be replaced if a better substitute comes along.
Lotus, (after recovering enough to stand and walk on her own again), quickly tries to find a chore she can do for the family that took her in. They went out of their way to take her into their home; giving her a bed to sleep in, real food to eat, and a warmth in her heart she never dreamed of feeling.
Their grace will never be wasted on her.
After finding that she was still too weak to do most of the chores around the lair, she defeatedly went to Don for advice on what she could do. They brainstormed for some time. Don would click and clack on his computer, jotting down all the possible choices for her, until one in particular caught Lotus' attention.
BAKING.
With his thorough understanding of chemistry, as well as years of watching and helping Splinter as a child, Don was the perfect teacher for her. After his shift ended, he and Gliss, (his nickname for Lotus), went into the kitchen and baked an array of strudels, croissants, cakes, and many other delectable treats. Don would even sneak a few pastries from their load of "stale" baked goods from the bakery down the street, to use as reference for techniques on folding, braiding, and so forth. They would also get some good ninja practice in while fending off Don's thieving brothers from their sweet treats.
(Here's some old concept art of a later scene of Don and Lo on the rooftops) :)
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Lotus and Raph don't always see eye to eye. In fact- they fight. A lot. Like Don, Lotus is also extremely similar to her fiery brother. Their boldness and tempers mix violently, creating a flaming whirlwind of spite and annoyance in a matter of seconds. Neither will usually back down, often leaving that particular responsibility to someone else. Their arguments can range from a long and low-flickering rivalry, to a raging inferno that will swallow both of them up if not stopped.
However, the worst of enemies can also become the closest of friends.
When Lotus begins having horrible side affects of her treatments, (or lack thereof), she vigilantly tries to keep her sickness hidden. (She can NOT be a burden to the family that took her in- not EVER) Raph is one of the first, (alongside Leo), who catches on to what she's keeping hidden from them. When all is revealed, and arguments begin, Lotus finally breaks about her guilt of being a burden to her the family. Raph recognizes this guilt as the same in his own heart from years of being an enemy of one of his brothers. This connection of weakness bonds the two.
Over time, they learn to respect the other's opinions and feelings, no matter if they make sense or not. The specific Bible verse "A fool uttereth all his words, but a wise man keepeth them in" is continually referenced by their brothers on the road to their relationship's recovery.
Curt replies and snide remarks become clarifications and encouragement.
Competition becomes humility.
Rivalry becomes tenderness.
Eventually, Lotus is often found chilling alongside Raph in Don's office while the freckled brother works. Lotus loves to watch Raph sketch in his notebook, and Raph soon learns to allow the subtle scrutiny, so long as he gets to spend time with his sis and twin. Their passion and creativity blend into something beautiful when they come together to create a very important mural.
(More concept art- and also something else the two share.. A fear of needles. :( )
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Lotus and Leo's relationship begins pretty badly at first.
After the dreaded surgery gone wrong, Leo becomes more nervous and hesitant around Lo. His guilt of what went wrong during the surgery being his fault drives him to be extra cautious around her, trying not to bring up anything that will trigger her in any sort of way.
Lotus both appreciates it and hates it. She loves his care for her, but she despises being coddled in any kind of way. She isn't some delicate flower that will blow away with one sneeze. She also becomes more hesitant to be near him, (not just because he works in that awful room), always choosing to hang out with Mikey or the twins.
Leo can't blame her.
When Lotus begins having tense side affects to her treatments in the labs, Leo and Raph combine forces to get her to tell them when she's sick. "I'm fine" is no longer a liable answer to how she was feeling. Nope- they demanded descriptive and thorough answers.
The road of Lotus' recovery is a long and tedious one.
Every second spent in the Medbay filled Lotus' heart with the paralyzing chill of her past. And despite previously forgiving Leo for the surgery gone wrong, she still had a stubborn spark of distrust in her heart towards him. Especially when he treated her.
But after an exhausting few months, she slowly grows stronger and healthier. Her Medbay visits become less frequent, (much to her delight), and her independence finally is given the chance to bloom. Leo still catches himself coddling her, but always cuts himself off and dismisses his oldest brother protective instincts.
Over time Leo introduces her to one of his favorite past times~ puzzles while listening to music. Something simple, that didn't require too much brain work, and also could be done sitting down. It was the perfect mental getaway for the leader; Something so calm and relaxing that he could do to recover from a mission or a stressful day in the Medbay. (And of course he could organize every single puzzle piece and not get flack for it, because that is LITERALLY HOW you do a puzzle, and it is NOT WRONG to enjoy the organization process of shapes and colors~)
So whenever they weren't training, or off saving the small world of New York, Lotus and Leo would sit and hum to various soundtracks, while placing and organizing the puzzle pieces.
Okay, that's all I have for now! :) I have been writing this for two hours now heheh XD
Being stuck restrained in some sort of metal tube isn’t a fun experience. And certainly not one Gabe wants to experience again.
His whole body under his neck was numb for the first few days. There were needles in his arms and some sort of mask over his face. After awhile, he started to gain more feeling in his body. But something wasn’t right. It wasn’t all him.
Everything else felt like flesh. But one side was off balance. He could feel it, but it wasn’t the same. It was hard to explain, but it just felt…. Different.
Carnage wasn’t far away from him. Stuck in a different clear tube. Even when separated, he could have sworn he felt how Carnage felt. Both of them were trapped and didn’t know how long it had been. He started to forget as days passed what exactly happened.
It was a muffled alarm that tore him from his thoughts. Shouts and a roar. He flinched as something cracked just outside his holding. Like something shattering. Then, he felt a familiar sensation, tendrils gripping at his legs and sneaking through his confinements. He didn’t need to look to know who it was. He couldn’t even move his head anyways. His fingers stretched downwards at his sides, and he felt Carnage grip at his hand.
. . .
Karma swallowed the scientist whole, her tongue licking her teeth as their screams muffled and the room was clear. Red lights flashing and a promise of backup.
The symbiote flinched and whipped her head around as a side of the room shattered. Emerging a red symbiote with bared teeth.
“Carnage,”
“Karma,”
Karma growled, “Go get the others,” and she gestured over her shoulder to the opening of debris that led to another room, “we are finding Teddy and Ravage,”
“Our memories are jumbled- but your brother is not far. They are separate but in the same room. Just beyond here.”
. . .
Ravage bonded to a weak body that disoriented him. But slowly, he was able to repair what he could not after all this time. Slowly, he stepped outward from the glass cell Teddy was in. Across the room, he saw the box he used to be stuck in, now torn. Glass littered the ground.
“Ravage,”
“Karma-“
The other symbiote shook her head, “No time, we are leaving. You both can move?”
“We are dizzy, but we will be fine,”
. . .
His head hurt like shit… he went from being restrained upright to almost face planting the cold ground. Anthony gritted his teeth, slowly lifting himself up with his arms. A large claw gently but firmly lifted him to his feet.
“Gareth is feeding. Backup is coming. We need to leave, now.”
He blinked rapidly, his gaze falling across the room. Several dead and drained bodies of scientists and Gareth still hunched over one. When the vampire lifted his head, his mouth was bloodied, but he no longer looked so crazed. His eyes dilated and his eyes shut tightly before opening again.
“What- where the fuck-“
“No time. We have to go!”
A loud crash and Anthony whipped his head over his shoulder. Heavy footsteps and shouts were getting louder.
He looked back ahead and he saw a large opening in the wall to the outside of the building. The rooms trashed and broken, research destroyed and littered with bodies.
Anthony ran on autopilot. He wasn’t sure who gave him a zip up jacket, but it was most likely Gabe. He didn’t remember when Ravage and Karma came around the corner and they all reassembled. And he didn’t remember forcing his body to sprint and jump through his opening to freedom.
. . .
Jen stood in front of the TV, her body frozen and eyes wide. An Oscorp lab destroyed and escaping it, three symbiotes and two humanoid beings. One shooting a web and swinging across to hide in an alleyway. Their faces unable to be recognized.
But she knew.
And she was relieved and horrified.
. . .
Castle was already searching the city, top to bottom, and tearing it apart.
Nick Fury and the Avengers have been failing to find the lost teen.
And Carnage led them, for the time being, the only place he knew they would be safe until the coast was clear. And safe to say, the turtle mutants had lots of questions.
Finally got one for my modern-day-mad-science gal! (That's an acceptable term for illegal experimentation, right?) Though she isn't part of The Pentas Family, she's still considered an honorary member due to her relationship with Caliban. And while she's only made cameos so far, she'll be starring in a couple stories soon!
Hey Melody this is Stormkat typing from my phone. I was thinking about your post where Carrie coughs up black sludge. Now I am thinking about Becky doing it in the Fair City vs the Facility au and poor Two Brains freaking out over it.
Ooo yes
And if she's acting all nonchalant about it like carrie here is...
Whatever they were injected with, their bodies are rejecting it. Slowly but surely its breaking their bodies down from the inside out.
In one of the old endings, Carrie refused help and actually hid her symptoms (its easy for her to mask her pain) and so two brains didn't stress over it as much. And thats how she died
In mainverse, two brains puts his foot down and forces her to get some help
from within the hawkins lab: ellsie van hauten, the darling genius pianist/hawkins’ queen
the basics
full name: ellsie wren van hauten
alias(es), if any: ells, siesie, wren, van hauten, and number four
nationality: german american
age: 19
date of birth: 14 april 1966
hometown: hawkins, indiana
current location: hawkins, indiana
gender: cis female
pronouns: she/her
romantic orientation: panromantic
sexual orientation: demisexual
occupation(s): hawkins high school student/hawkins high school alumni, hawkins high student body president, musical prodigy, assistant store manager and clerk at hawkins music and record, hellfire club member, student at yale university, and leader of the hollow knights d&d club at yale
the physical appearance
faceclaim: skyler samuels
hair type: curly
hair color: blonde
eye color: blue
height: 5′6″
weight: she says it’s a secret
build: petite and slender
top ten on her personal playlist ( both canon and modern )
dream on by aerosmith
escape by metallica
kashmir by lez zeppelin
anesthesia ( pulling teeth ) by metallica
wish you were here by pink floyd
cirice by ghost
the other woman by lana del rey
goth by sidewalks and skeletons
mary on a cross by ghost
k. by cigarettes after sex
the story behind her
april 14, 1966 was both a blessing and curse to arthur and lisette van hauten, their daughter entered the world early into the morning. at an early age, ellsie was regarded as heavenly, being much like heaven and the angels hidden behind its’ gates. she grew up along side elder brother, lance, whom she throughout childhood often read lord of the rings and the hobbit with. very commonly she would watch her brother drawn or paint with their mother during their early years of childhood. her intellectual capacity made her an obvious target for what was soon to come. at a young age, she went missing, seemingly just disappeared overnight and not to be seen again. posters of her plastered the town of hawkins. the girl lived through the horrors of the hawkins lab, going through the hell that would change her life and eventually subject her to such brutality and violence never seen before. she was one of very few that was fortunate enough to escape the lab the night the massacre happened. narrowly escaping with her wits and her life. while her parents were overjoyed to have their little girl back, it was difficult for her to carry on a life that was some semblance of normal. the lab haunted her dreams and waking life, so her seeing a professional became the norm as her life carried on. anything to take her mind away from the trauma she had sustained, though it’s clear that she does not harbor any ill will towards doctor martin brenner.
one of her fondest memories is from when she was quite young. as her father’s political career started to take off, he began hosting public events where he would be able to meet members of the community. this event in question was a barbecue that happened during the summer months, when ellsie was about four or five. she recalled sitting at the playground and playing around in the sand when she was approached by a young boy. he had messy brown hair, bandages on his knees, and bruises on his legs and arms from playing outside. he introduced himself and said his name was steve. this would start a lengthy childhood friendship between she and steve harrington, whom she would often call ‘stevie’. luckily, he didn’t live too far from her, which made it easy for them to play together. steve would usually end up at her house when his parents would go out of town and they would spend their time playing out in the sun and in the creek behind her house. crafting dandelion rings for each other and causing minor mischief when they could, but usually they weren’t much to worry about. she was very happy and content with this friendship that they had, whether it was sitting inside reading a book together or her brother coming outside and hosing them down with water from the house, she was very happy to have such a close friend. the two were practically an inseparable little pair and were happy to just play and be left to their own devices, her parents trusted them not to get into any sort of trouble.
german is commonly spoken in the van hauten household, often between ellsie and her mother. lisette, her mom is from a german speaking family from switzerland. her mom was a foreign exchange student and met ellsie's father, arthur on her exchange in hawkins where arthur was born and raised. her parents were high school sweethearts and were shortly married after her mom returned to the states. ellsie grew up learning german and speaking it with her mom. her dad doesn't know the language, but he has an appreciation for it. she and her mom usually speak in german when her dad isn't around so they don't have to try and translate for him when he is around. it's hard to tell that ellsie holds any sort of traits since she doesn't have an accent like her mom. english and german are her two main languages, she someday hopes to conquer other languages like norwegian and others that hold similarities with german dialect. she also wants to visit where her mom grew up since members of her family still live in the homestead in switzerland. it would allow her to get to know her family more. her father and mother frequently take trips there, mostly to bring her aunt astrid home with them for extended periods of time.
this just goes into further detail about how and why she came to end up in the lab; at a young age, she was diagnosed with systemic lupus erythematosus, commonly known as sle or just lupus. it’s an autoimmune disease primarily characterized by inflammation, somewhat like arthritis, but it’s more severe and has many effects on the body. commonly it is diagnosed anywhere between fifteen and forty five years of age and tends to be more prominent in women. there is no cure for the disease, but there are medications around to help treat it to control the symptoms. her symptoms started to spring up when she was around six or seven years old. it started with the butterfly rash that would cover her face then the fatigue, constant fevers, inflammation, and occasional seizures followed. panic settled in on the family as they chased answers and looked for a doctor to help treat her, hopefully get her back to a life that was somewhat normal.
their search brought them to doctor martin brenner who claimed that he could treat her and possibly cure her, which was a lie given that there aren’t any known cures for the disease. however, her parents didn’t know that and were willing to hand her over in turn that he would just help their little girl. she was only six years old at this time and didn’t quite have a grasp on what was happening or know anything about her surroundings. this is how ellsie became a lab rat. fortunately for brenner, lupus can cause from brain diseases and damage, which enabled him to study it at the expense of ellsie’s freedom. she was labeled as 004 upon being properly introduced into the lab with the other subjects. now i realize that four was canonically one of the ones who bullied eleven, but for the sake of ellsie’s canon, this is not the case. none of the subjects were exactly her friends, but she often could seen with eight ( 008 ), ten ( 010 ), and eleven ( 011 ), the three that she felt the most comfortable being around. during her time at the lab, she always constantly seemed to be on edge. especially around peter/henry creel, who unbeknownst to her was 001. usually she was constantly displayed as wanting to go home, she missed her parents, her brother, and good childhood friend, steve harrington. frequently she would get in trouble for playing hide and seek and just hiding away in general. peter would typically find her, lightly reprimanding her and telling her that she would get in trouble with papa for doing it. when in reality it just provided her a small escape from this brand new life of hers.
it became increasingly clear that ellsie had became one of peter’s favorites, not that she ever got in trouble but it was clear that he favored her. he told her to hide that day, that day everything went wrong. as the massacre at the lab unfolded, she ran, initially having hidden under the bodies of those who had died. she remembered picking her way through all the death and carnage that surrounded her. when this happened she was twelve, not quite having an understanding of death and why this was happening so suddenly. while running to try find an exit and therefore means to a way out before she too perished alongside everyone else, she stumbled across one of the scientists who was in pretty rough shape and on the verge of death. due to her familiarity and trust she had forged with him, she stopped and tried her best to prevent him from dying. unlike some of the others, he was there purely to study the psychological portion of the experiments, someone who very disagreed with the ethics behind the projects happening within the sanction of the lab’s walls. he had actually been working on getting some of the kids out of the facility and back to their freedom. in passing, ellsie recalled him mentioning that he had a young son back at home and a wife that he loved dearly. this is one of the reasons why she had to try and save his life. she had been applying pressure to one of his many wounds to prevent further bleeding when he had grabbed her hand to stop her, handing her his security card. in his final moments, he requested to see a happy memory of his son and wife one last time and that she run. she fulfilled this last wish and walked him through a happy memory that showed him his wife and son. the scientist died in her arms and she immediately knew that it was a moment that she would never forget. blood on her hands to linger there for all time.
her lungs burned as she ran away from there that day, glad to be free of the hell that had kept her chained there. she reunited with her parents and spent a good while in the hospital so that she could be checked out thoroughly. this is when she started to reconnect with people that she had once been so close to. it was easy to keep the pain behind closed eyes and closed doors, leave people blind to it and unaware of what had happened and what was going on. knowing that she couldn’t just disappear and act like she wasn’t there at all. she just longed to be normal again, to be like everyone around her, but she knew that it had been far out of her reach than it ever had been before. it hurt, but she chose to just bury it and keep it where no one could see it. the lab left her with heavy trauma to recover from, often having nightmares about the events there. this stress led heavily to flare-ups related to her disease and she was shuffled around to see doctors almost constantly and she began to see a physiatrist. it would be a long road to recovery and even now she hasn’t fully recovered from everything. for a short while she was in contact with kali, but eventually she lost that contact that she had and just went on with her life as if nothing happened and she wasn’t concealing some big elaborate secret.
during elementary school, ellsie befriended nancy wheeler, barbara holland, and tabitha elwood. they were among the first of few that she came to trust as her life carried forward. later reconnecting with both of them during middle school, after she managed to escape the lab. for obvious reasons, she was insistent upon wearing long sleeved clothing to cover up the set of numbers inked on her wrist. a well kept secret. if not long sleeved clothing then her mother covered it up with concealer and foundation, anything to keep it from being readily visible by others. after an accident that paralyzed her mother from the waist down, ellsie became a dedicated caretaker of her and was usually seen aiding in pushing her mother’s wheelchair through the grocery store and various other places, often bickering with her brother about who got to do it. anything she could do to help, she did it, no need to be asked first, she just went straight ahead and did it without prior request. her love for music flourished when her parents gifted her a harp that had belonged to her late grandmother. she learned how to play the instrument and with ease. after learning to play the harp, she moved onto playing the piano which easily became her favorite instrument. beethoven along several others being her favorite composer, the first songs she learned to play were in fact written by him. all of her instrumental experience is in fact self taught, she learned how to play on her own and didn’t have any sort of teacher.
eventually she became engrossed in fantasy, reading books like the hobbit and the fellowship of the ring, it acted as a rich escapism for her along with music. her room is adorned with drawings that her brother made per her request and she’s extremely attached to them. reading books is what sparked her love for writing her own music for the instruments that she played. many of her songs are named after fictitious places or characters that were seen in the stories that she read. of course, this would later start a love for dungeons and dragons, which is something that she would keep fairly quiet, naturally holding a concern towards how she’d be perceived by other people. with her parents not really having any religious alignments, they didn’t mind at all when she picked up this brand new hobby of hers. it was even more so kept hidden when her father became the county commissioner which kind of put her in the spotlight and in the center of attention, especially when his career took off as a local politician. soon enough, ellsie was showcasing her natural talent for playing instruments to the public and community, becoming akin to a local sensation. branding her hawkins’ darling, this inevitably put a lot of pressure on her, but she played the part anyway. arthur did run for indiana state senator soon enough, which kept her dad and mom fairly absent later on and left ellsie to her own devices fairly frequently, meaning that she either ended up at the harringtons or the wheelers. so, she started to play music more intensely, playing instruments just came naturally to her and it made her happy. it was an outlet to put her emotions into regardless of the mood she was in. almost in a way it helped ground her to what was real so that she could focus on what was important.
high school took a turn for her. seeking professional help for her trauma no longer seemed to be working, this is when she started to use illegal substances such as marijuana to help her escape the pain. it was either bought by her with the use of her father’s money, that or her father bought it for her and easily covered his tracks. she joined band, partaking in both marching and pep band playing the flute, while acting as the piano accompanist for the school’s choir. ellsie sat back and watched her life slowly change around her, just trying her best to be at peace her intellect was shown through her grades and she became the girl that no one could touch, giving off dark and brooding energy. not only did she join band, but she partook in the hellfire club, playing dungeons and dragons. when everything started to happen following the disappearance of will and barbara, she found herself becoming involved and following the group to help solve everything that was happening. ellsie became notably emotionally distant as things around her began changing and barbara going missing and dying was the first of a lot that started to shove her and push her. it became increasingly clear that she had no means to cope with what was going on as the severity of her illness began to kick back up and continually interfering with her day to day life, trying hide to move with the tide when she inevitably just could not. her body was weak and she just wanted to get through high school so it could all be over. there were periods of time where she just wasn’t seen by anyone for days before she finally resurfaced. burnt out and trying to make peace with her broken pieces. a shadow of the girl that she once had been. just a girl trying her best to live with her illness and the tragedy born around her. often falling asleep in her closet on difficult nights with music playing. this however didn’t stop her from successfully running as hawkins high school student body president. the queens of hawkins, fulfilling that by being incredibly popular and just by who she was related to. she graduated the top of her class and was the valedictorian.
not sure what to expect when she got to yale, ellsie put together a dungeon and dragons campaign during the summer between her senior year of high school and her freshman year at yale university. long hours were poured into it and she buried herself in the materials to put something together that would absolutely blow everyone's socks off. it was to be a thorough and calculated endeavor on her end. upon arrival at the university's campus, she came in contact with some members, but it turned out the club didn't exactly have a leader and no one had come forward to pick up the pieces so the club was in shambles. with this campaign ready, ellsie felt it was her responsibility to help the club get off it's feet once more. the beginning was a bit rough, but soon enough the club was booming with activity and new members were joining and conveying their interest in the happenings. with the help of her players club earned it's official name 'hollow knight's club'. her first campaign lasted a semester and the second one acted as a sequel to the first. her summers are spent putting together new content and new campaigns filled with amazing surprises. so don't be surprised if she asks you to take it for a spin. she is always looking for ideas and is happy to hear input and pointers from others. especially considering that she receives letters from her fellow club members on any ideas they have on what they want to see next. she got a huge full sleeve tattoo to cover up the 004 on her wrist from her time in the lab. it was drawn out by her brother, it covers the back of her hand and goes up to her shoulder. the design consists of smaug coiling around her arm and the gaps are filled in with various scenes from the hobbit and the lord of the rings.
ellsie is a music major at yale where she participates in the school's orchestra among other things. during her study there she has been able to learn how to play some new instruments, much of her experience lays in string instruments. the instruments that she can play are the harp, piano, guitar, bass, violin, cello, flute, and clarinet, among others, but those are the most notable out all that she can play. she began collecting records and cassettes of her favorite bands and artists at a young age, she has an expansive collection that is kept in multiple places around her bedroom, both at her home in hawkins and her apartment in connecticut. more often than not, she can be seen laying in obscure positions on the floor while she writes music, commonly on her stomach or on her back in a corner of the room with her legs propped up against the walls. she likes to call it her creative genius doing it’s work, when it just helps her focus better and keeps her from pacing about the living spaces that she occupies. strawberry ice cream is a bonus during these sessions as it is her favorite, so she uses it as a reward for herself while she’s working on the task at hand. she has many books filled with hand written sheet music that she keeps and plays. this sheet music is not limited to the piano and in fact has written pieces for some of the other instruments that she is capable of playing. though a vast majority is written for the piano. ask her to write or play a song for you, she will absolutely do it with zero hesitation, she is secretly a people pleaser.
her return to hawkins during spring break was under unfortunate circumstances since her health started to decline and she knew she needed to be back home if it were to grow worse. there’s a corkboard with hospital bracelets pinned to it in her bedroom, one was added to it upon her arrival back home. it’s a sad sight, but it was kept in hopes that ellsie could overcome the worst of it and strive for the most normal of a life she could get. days are spent indoors pondering what it is she wants to complete before her life ends, especially with the severity of her illness, the likeliness of her living past thirty hangs above her head. she keeps to herself pretty heavily, not openly seeking her old friends out, content to just live in the background to see everyone live their lives. she worries a lot about people seeing how bad things are getting for her, so she tries her best to hide it. though, she is no stranger to when there is something going on. something is happening, she can feel it, as if it’s haunting her. the lab isn’t there anymore, it can’t hurt her, but wounds and memories are reopened to the past that keeps her prisoner. the memories she walks, they are not her own, who’s are they then? an open door that can’t be shut, not anymore at least. it’s open and moving back and forth in the wind. walk through the door and see what lays beyond it. “four, wake up.” there she is, sitting in her closet, blood dripping from her nose again. the lights are flickering and it’s hard to tell if the world is the waking one or if she’s trapped in a dream. the therapist’s office doesn’t feel the same anymore, it presents no familiarity. she looks out the window and suddenly she’s looking into the two way mirror in the rainbow room at the lab. “angel of death. you are a bad omen, guiding people to happiness before inevitability of death.” delusions and delirium. hopefully, one day the darkness will subside and it will be okay again.
the telekinesis is a given, something that’s kept as a secret and hidden away like it’s something that’s going to jump out and bite the next person that gets close. though she is most noted for her ability to walk through the memories of other, whether they are conscious of it or not. it functions a lot like eleven’s ability to find people, except ellsie doesn’t need to necessarily be blindfolded. all she needs is some of classical music playing and for the people around her to be quiet if any are present. when it does it’s work, she finds herself in a backroom type of setting that is just filled with hundreds and thousands of doors, usually she ends up in the general vicinity of what she wants to look at. the door is opened by her and she can go inside and walk through the memory and watch certain events happen and try to find what it is that she may be looking for. that being said, she can’t directly interfere with anything happening, she is just an observer getting to view. sometimes she does encounter a situation where a door is locked for any reasons or other, she still can find a way to open it without leaving the door permanently open so that it can’t shut. most close after she exits them and moves onto the next one. she primarily does this with her own memories, especially if she is feeling down or anything like that so she tends to visit memories that make her happy. though as of recently, she has been able to subconsciously do this while she’s sleeping. who’s memories she’s visiting? she can’t say she knows.
ellsie is very intuitive and excellent at reading people that she’s around. that being said, she definitely isn’t the kind to pry and purposely get herself into everyone else’s business. she’s quite easy to befriend and can be chatty if given the opportunity, especially if it happens to be something that she’s incredibly interested in. come be her friend and let her spoil you!
Another special delivery of angst! These files are from the most recent updates to Facility 92's database by none other thaaaan, you guessed it, AGENT BISHOP!
Trigger warnings are implied experimentation and dehumanizing language
Subject Three - "Leonardo"
Filed by Agent Bishop in Facility 96.
After the ambush today, we were able to capture two of our assailants. The first of these is a mutated turtle, likely one of the, "children," referred to by One. There are no legal records of Three's birth, therefore its consent to DNA testing is not required.
From a quick glance, we have been able to identify Three as a species of Red Eared Slider, its human DNA matching that of Hamato Yoshi. Three's metabolism is also extremely high, as the drugs used to sedate them wore off extreme fast. Likely due to the mutagen. Extracting a sample will be necessary.
Three shows an intelligence that should not be underestimated. It waited until a guard's back was turned before drawing a sword out of nowhere to attack. All items have been apprehended from its possession as to keep it from using anything as a weapon. It has asked to see subjects One, Two, and Four. We have permitted it to see Four, though through bars. We cannot allow these subjects to escape, they are our only access to the mutagen.
It should also be noted that Three should not be left without supervision for long. Several escape attempts have already been attempted, and we cannot risk another. Three is extremely observant and should not be underestimated.
It is suggested that Three can be used to better contain Four. If either escapes, nonlethal methods are recommended, but should it become necessary, kill on sight.
Subject Four - "Raphael"
Filed by Agent Bishop in Facility 92.
Subject Four was quickly apprehended with Three, though it took much longer to sedate it. It was noticeably much easier to apprehend it when threatened with Three's safety. Due to the lack of citizenship or record of Four being a legal citizen of the United States, consent is not required for DNA testing of any kind.
Four seems to he a mutated form of Alligator Snapping turtle with the shared DNA of Hamato Yoshi. This connection between Three and Four suggests that despite their differing species, they are related. It is recommended that we push further for One's consent to its DNA to see if that connection extends to it as well.
Upon speaking to Three, this conversation was recorded.
Three: You okay?
Four: Yeah... Fine. What about you, you okay?
Three: Other than getting needles in my arm? Fantastic. It's always been my dream to be a guinea pig in a lab against my will.
Four: Leo stop, that's not funny. Did you see if the others got out?
Three: Don't ask that. They're fine, but don't give anyone an inch to investigate it again.
Four: You don't think -
Three: Shush. They're probably listening right now.
Four: Have you thought of a way out?
Three: God do you not hear me? Shush! And really? You wanna listen to my plans now?
Four: LEO I AM SORRY. |Four was then observed panicking with its hands on its head| I'm sorry, okay? You were right, we shouldn't have done this! We should have just waited to get dad back and - you were right...
|several moments of silence|
Four: Please talk to me...
Three: You weren't listening before... Why would you now?
Four: Because... I don't have a good reason.. But I'm sorry. I was scared, I ran in when I shouldn't have, I put us all in danger, and now you're paying for it.
|more silence|
Four: I knew you were right, but I... I didn't want to listen. I was so scared I'd lose them, like how we lost you. I wasn't ready to face that again.
Three: I know.
Four: You do?
Three: Dude I literally did this same thing when you got taken by the - |Three cut itself off here and glanced towards the camera, as if afraid to reveal information. Note for later|
Four: You... Did?
Three: I got us all hurt trying to get you back. It took... God it took him talking to me to really sink in how dangerous this all is... I didn't think death applied to us before. I do now.
Four: Yeah... Because of what happened to you.
Three: No, because of what could have happened to you.
Four: What?
Three: Not here... But I get it. I just don't get why... You were always lecturing me for acting like that, why did you?
|silence|
Three: Raph?
Four: Because it's what you would have done, before.
Three: Huh?
Four: You're our leader. Doesn't matter that you gave that title to me when you got hurt, deep down we all know you're the one we follow. Even when we were kids, Leo, you always had the plans, the ideas. You got us out of trouble or figured out the answers to our problems. You gave me the chance to prove myself again, and I didn't wanna waste it.
Three: So you thought making the same mistakes I did would help?
Four: I dunno what I thought... Just that that was how we used to do things. Go in, get it done, get out. You and I would fight like we always did but we'd get the job done.
Three: Keep talking like that and the people here are going to think we're assassins.
Four: Oh... Right.
|more silence|
Three: ... Raph what are they gonna do to us?
Raph: Well... We know they didn't hurt dad...
Three: Dad has rights. We don't.
Four: What?
Three: They can prove dad is a US citizen. Us? We have no legal proof of existence anywhere. Nobody knows about us... They can do whatever they want to us...
Four: I won't let them. Not to you.
Three: ... We really gucked this one up, huh?
Four: Yeah... We did. I'm sorry, Leo.
Three: I know... And I forgive you... Hey, I have an idea.
After this both subjects refused to acknowledge or speak to each other. There was no indication of any communication between them other than their facial expressions. As ridiculous as it sounds, I suggest a mental connection of some kind.
It seems that Three is the only true motivation to keep Four calm and resistant to escape. It has not attempted to escape so much as see Three face to face. This could be utilized in their containment. Should Four escape, it's size is too big to kept alive. Do not engage, and kill on sight.
Trigger warnings: Implied experimentation, and dehumanizing language.
Report 07: Plea Deal
Reported by Agent Bishop in Facility 92.
The following conversation was recorded between myself and Subject Two - "Baron Draxum." Two had requested to see me upon hearing of the capture of Three and Four. One has done the same, but due to it resorting to violence, was sedated until further notice.
B: Good evening, Two. You asked to see me?
Two: Don't refer to me with such a lowly name. I know you have the turtles. Free them now.
B: The turtles in question are not legal citizens of the United States of America, and by their own admission, not citizens of any known country. They do not have the right to be released.
Two: They're both children. You cannot in good conscience perform your disgusting experiments on children!
B: You have a heightened interest in these two subjects. Care to tell us why?
Two: Two?
B: Yes. We were attacked earlier today by seven assailants. Two were taken into custody while the rest escaped.
Two: Which two? Who do you have?
B: None of your concern. I was informed you were willing to provide us information?
Two: Yes. It is the mutagen you want, correct?
B: If I were to hypothetically say yes, what are you suggesting?
Two: I created that mutagen. I created those turtles, and that rat man you call, "One." They are my creations, I own the right to call them such.
B: ... Without legal documentation I'm afraid that claim is void.
Two: You've seen their white blood cell counts, and their metabolism. I designed them to be the perfect soldiers, capable of demolishing your armies.
B: Can I count this as your confession to treason against the United States of America?
Two: I'll give you the mutagen.
B: Beg your pardon?
Two: I will show you how I created it, how I perfected it. But in exchange you have to release the turtles, and cease your hunt for them and for the O'Neil girl.
B: You're not in the place to be demanding anything of us, especially the full pardon of a US criminal.
Two: Think about it. Would you rather waste your time and resources trying to recreate the mutagen from their DNA, a process where extracting it won't be easy even if they don't resist, or would you rather have it created for you perfectly in your own lab? You could sell it, or use it on your own soldiers, whatever it is you wanted the mutagen for. But only if the turtles, the rat, and the girl and her family walk free.
B: I cannot promise or agree to anything. I will inform my supervisor of your offer.
Two was then escorted back to its cell with the first sign of civility since its capture. This suggests a familial connection to Three and Four, similar to that of One. My supervisor has permitted the plea, and Two will be escorted into the lab with Three and Four tomorrow to extract the mutagen and recreate it under intense supervision. Two's deal did not apply to the rabbit seen attacking our guards, nor the other two human suspects known as, "Sunita," and, "Cassandra Jones," both of whom have disappeared under mysterious circumstances. Baxter Stockboy's assistance has proven fruitless, and he and his family have since been relocated to prevent any further interference from him.
My supervisor has lined up a buyer to observe the creation of the mutagen. Big Mama will arrive at the building in the afternoon with two assistants. Human history in the making, and we will be the first to see it.
