ANTITHESIS.

indie original character of the maze runner series

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Austin Butler

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[teslian]

me @ tesla: why are you the way you are also me: remembers the years of emotional and psychological trauma inflicted on him from wicked in order to turn him into thomas’ foil me: nvm i understand

[teslian]

GREANI

YEAH ,        YOU’RE        JUST        GONNA        HAVE        TO        EXCUSE        HIM       for        not        believing        in        the        whole        not        LYING        thing.                                    ‘                well        shit       dude ,        my        bad       then.            i        didn’t        realize        this        shirt        said        hey        i’m        willing        to        listen        to        a        lunatic’s        ravings        about        my        long        lost        past.                i        was        going        for        more        of        a        shut        the        hell        up        sort        of        vibe        guess        i’m        not        that       good       with        fashion        statements        yet.                ’                    /                                       the        boy        speaks       disdainfully ,       annoyance        tamed        FEAR        misdirected        at        the        other ,        a        pebble        kicked       stubbornly        into        the        open        space        before        them.                  deep        down ,        thomas        knew        well        enough        that        tesla        wasn’t        the        one        he        was        TRULY       angry       at.                    he         was       angry       at        himself.        at        the        person        he         had        once        been.             angry        at        his        choices ,        at        his       WEAKNESS.                     to        let        wicked        manipulate        him ,        manipulate       them ,       use        them ,        all        of        them ,        when        he        could’ve        done       something        to        stop        it?             he        just        couldn’t       wrap        his        mind        around        what        kind        of        person        would        do        such        a        thing.                     NO.       even        after        everything        he        had        done ,        this        wasn’t        tesla’s        fault.                 it        was        HIS.                and        it        was        about        time        he        started        owning        up        to        it.                after        all ,        who        was        he        to       judge        anyone’s        actions?                                 ‘               fine ,        whatever.               ’            the        runner       resignedly       mumbles        to        himself        more        than        anyone        else ,        arbored       MISTRUST       reluctantly        placed        aside        to        make        way        for        the        growing        desire       to        start        anew.                          for        his        own        sake ,        if        not        for        anyone        else’s.                                             ‘               look        man ,        don’t        get        me        wrong        alright?                 i’m       grateful        you        want        to        help        with        the        cure        and        i’m        willing        to        trust        you        on        that.                but        i        have        no        interest      in        who        i        was        before        this        whole       mess        started.                i       already        HATE        myself        enough        as        it        is ,        i        don’t        need       any        more        reasons.                    whoever        you        met        back        then ,        back        at        wicked ,       he’s        gone.            he’s        been        gone       the        moment        i        woke        up        in        that        damned        box ,               ’

      “you sure he’s gone?” it’s not meant to be antagonistic, for once, and tesla even spares thomas a side - glance as they walk, hiking his backpack further up onto his shoulders. “cuz the guy i met back then would’ve done anything for the cure.” even if it meant sentencing his friends to imprisonment and certain death. was paradise really that different from the maze? nothing was guaranteed but that they’d all die one day -- be it from grievers, or crank, or old age. what was the point of making it out of the maze if there was nowhere else for them to run?

      still, tesla knows what thomas means -- they aren’t wicked’s puppets anymore. they get to make their own choices now, atone for the things they’ve done under false flags. and tesla sure has a lot to make up for. “sorry -- i guess i just -- i dunno. i’m not like you, or the others. i never got the chance to figure out who i was without wicked.” and, if he’s being honest, he still hasn’t. paradise has been enlightening for some people, but tesla’s black sheep status hadn’t changed since they’d arrived ( he’s not sure it’s going to change after they get back, either, if they get back. thomas’ friends are a stubborn bunch. forgiveness isn’t what helped them survive this long, after all ).

[teslian]

GREANI

AN        ANNOYED        GLANCE        IS         SENT        IN        TESLA’S        DIRECTION ,        an        eyebrow        raising        in         surprised        disdain       as        the        boy’s        features        remain        on        lock.                     truthfully ,        thomas        had       been        sort       of        hoping        this        would        be        a        MUTE        kind        of        journey.                and        now        …         was        his        self   -   proclaimed       ENEMY        willingly        and        spontaneously        starting        a        conversation        with        him        —-        and        a        somewhat       innocent        one        at        that ?            surely        he        was        MISSING        something.                                        ‘              why       are        you        telling        me        this?               ’                the        runner        questions ,        his        tone        somewhat        rougher        than        necessary ,        MISTRUST        dripping        from        the        small        silence        that        follows.                              it        was        bad       enough        tesla        was        seemingly       the       ONLY        person       that        had        the      knowledge        to        help       him        on        his        quest        to        finish        what        teresa        had        started.            he        didn’t       need        him        spewing       LIES       all        the        way        there.                                ‘                if        this        is        some        sort        of       game ,        i        am        not        in        the        mood.                ’

        “and you think i am?” it’s almost impressive, really, how thomas can rile him up with only a few words. perhaps it’s years of practice dealing with jealousy, with rage, with going to bed attention starved, craving the validation thomas seemed to scoff at. they weren’t all that different, when they were younger, but it still feels like a lifetime away. he’s not sure a twelve year old tesla would recognize himself now ( but you weren’t tesla then, were you? you were WILLIAM, and he’s dead now. they’re all dead now ). 

        “i’m done lying to you. i was done the moment i stopped gaining anything from it.” the moment he lost her, he’d say, if he was waxing poetic and had decided the wound of gail’s death was not too fresh. but it was, festering and infected and green, growing around his heart, the only thing that could make it soft. “we used to be close. rivals, not enemies.”

[teslian]

@curetw

     “ --- we used to be friends, you know.” he doesn’t know why he says it, why it would matter now, or if that little tidbit of information has managed to slip through thomas’ eroding memory block. perhaps if they’re going to be spending the next few weeks ( months ? ) trying to fulfill a hopeless mission they may as well burn their old bridges, cross their new ones. he doesn’t try to catch thomas’ eyes as he walks, gaze directed forward, away. “when we first met at WCKD, i mean. when we were younger.”

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basically      tmr      but      w  /      ocs      :)

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[teslian]

me ? talking to @ponivoros and getting real fucking emo about baby thomas and tesla ? more likely than you think

[teslian]

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[draumers]

a softer world sentence starters.

❛ some people are so good at disappearing that you start to doubt your memories that they were ever there. ❜ 

❛ how do you say goodbye to someone who was never there? ❜

❛ i don’t want a world without pain, or loss. i just want them to mean something. ❜

❛ there are some people who believe a photo captures their soul. ❜

❛ if you love something let it go. ❜

❛ you were not the first, you will not be the last. ❜

❛ there are some secrets i will take to my grave, but i don’t want loving you to be one of them. ❜

❛ you can still back out before anyone gets hurt. ❜

❛ i said i’d love you forever, and really meant it at the time. i guess that’s my problem. ❜

❛ kindness won’t save anyone. ❜

❛ for a long time i thought i deserved better. but the truth is we both deserve better than this. ❜

❛ i wish there was a word that meant “goodbye” for someone who was already gone. ❜

❛ i never meant to hurt you. you have to believe me. ❜

❛ we’ll always have yesterday. ❜

❛ hope softens the rough edge of every promise. ❜

❛ love is stupid. happiness is admitting we aren’t better than stupid. ❜

❛ you can’t always want what you get. ❜

❛ i wish i had a dollar for every dollar’s worth of work i did. ❜

❛ we are empty inside and hollow. hoping something sweet will make its nest in us. ❜

❛ we’re too far from help. ❜

❛ monsters are even more scary when you see them afraid. ❜

❛ we carry our own loneliness with us. ❜ 

❛ fake happiness beats genuine misery. ❜

❛ they always trust me to be someone who i don’t even want to be. ❜

❛ i cannot see where i want to go, only that i want the going.❜

❛ you are never here. you are always almost there. ❜

❛ you and me will die the way we lived, telling ourselves stories to make it mean something. ❜

[teslian]

DELPHIIA

       “–somethin’ like that.” in theory he knows that all of the kids here are in the same boat as he is–terrified, confused and probably pretty goddamn exhausted. but newt can’t quite bring him to trust any of them. only his gladers. “a week, huh? how many got out?”

     “only a handful. twelve, fifteen maybe, out of forty or so.” he lets his expression darken, trying to sell the image. death is no stranger to these subjects. “i’d been in there about a year, but some were even longer than me.”

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MAZESURVIVED

    ‘ NO — ’ her gaze falls, just proving that it was a blatant lie. of course she had nightmares about them, most nights she couldn’t even bare to fall asleep as the fear that she would be haunted by their faces keep her wide awake. she could have stopped BETH, she could have saw the signs that she had been bit way before the knife plunged itself into RACHEL’S chest. maybe if she had been faster the both of them would still be alive. ‘ I DON’T WANT TO talk about it. ’

     “talking about this is the only way to make it better, sonya." cold, clinical, not at all what a real therapist should be. it’s a good thing this subject is immune --- the kind of mental duress they plan to put her through is the ideal breeding ground for the flare. “tell me what you saw. tell me about rachel and beth. tell me about the girls in the scorch.”

[scxrpius-malfoy]

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SCARREDANGER

“   &  all  i’m  saying  is  that  i  didn’t  ask  for  your  opinion .   “    didn’t  even  know  him  but  was  getting  tired  of  people  telling  them  what  they  should &  shouldn’t  do .

     “so that’s a no?” makes a note of it in his files. even with her defecting, a majority of the subjects had chosen to undergo the procedure, as he’d expected. “hope you won’t regret it later.”

[teslian]

tesla: haha i’m better than the other subjects because wicked never swiped my memories also tesla: was so psychologically damaged by wicked that his brain forcefully represses what he went through as a child

[teslian]

MAZESURVIVED

    ‘ STOP IT, please. I’ve had enough. ’ there’s a soft whine in her voice as she takes a step back away from him.  though there was no denying he was in the right, the pain of rapid memories flooding in was becoming far to much for her to handle.

     bargaining. an interesting reaction to brought-up trauma, one he’s definitely going to have to make a note of later. “do you get nightmares about them, sonya?” the name is foreign in his mouth. tesla isn’t sure he’s used it before. she was always B4 to him. always would be.