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the-remote-viewers-division · 5 days

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I have an alternate pale theory…

Consider this like a ‘Pale-AU’ (i.e. I know it is probably not supported by canon, and certainly not supported by some other works like Joshua Jenkins designs, for example… also I haven’t finished reading PJÕL, so maybe my ideas will change after that) but I started thinking about it as a “what-if” situation: If there were to be a direct sequel to Disco Elysium :insert prayer hands:, how could we reconcile the multitude of different Harrys the player could create? What about the fates of other characters? Some change due to our influence, some die. How could a sequel storyline somehow accept all those possible variances? Introducing my almost-certainly not-correct pale theory!TM using a little bit of in-game info, some real-life stuff, and a sprinkle of imagination!

Caution: Many spoilers ahead.

So what is Pale -- just the past?

After you talk to the Phasmid you’re given the impression that humans/people created the pale accidentally (with thinking and memory and ideas and invention?); and after talking to Joyce you learn that some think the pale is “rarified past.” It’s all pretty nebulous, but I think that the pale being a product (or a by-product) of the human mind/memory is close to what could be accepted as the canon origin of the pale:

INSULINDIAN PHASMID - The pale, too, came with you. No one remembers it before you. The cnidarians do not, the radially symmetricals do not. There is an almost unanimous agreement between the birds and the plants that you are going to destroy us all. YOU - Wait, the pale is human made? INSULINDIAN PHASMID - It is a nervous shadow cast into the world by you, eating away at reality. A great, unnatural territory. Its advent coincides with the arrival of the human mind. YOU - I don't have that kind of power. INSULINDIAN PHASMID - You are a violent and irrepressible miracle. The vacuum of cosmos and the stars burning in it are afraid of you. Given enough time you would wipe us all out and replace us with nothing -- just by accident. YOU - ...how? INSULINDIAN PHASMID - We suspect it will be something like the oxygen holocaust that wiped out anaerobic life 2.6 billion years ago -- when organisms first started breathing. Only much worse. CONCEPTUALIZATION - Instead of air, you exhale thoughts. There are no trees that eat thoughts.

JOYCE MESSIER – "Some say the damage stems from extreme sensory deprivation. Others argue that pale somehow *consists* of past information, that's degrading. That it's rarefied past, not rarefied matter." JOYCE MESSIER – "They call it *the blend-over of the self*. The pale does not only suspend the laws of physics, but also the laws of psychology, maybe History, even... The human mind becomes over-radiated by past." YOU – "Who says and who argues?" JOYCE MESSIER – "The logical positivists say -- the dialectical materialists argue."

An effect of the Pale is “entroponetical crosstalk" which you can experience when you use the doorbell intercom outside the whirling and hear the woman speaking from Tricentennial Electrics a long time ago, and additionally the old pale driver also talks to you about how she’s experienced the past in the pale, like the assassination of Dolores Dei. Both are snippets of human past:

KIM KITSURAGI - "It was a recording trapped in the circuitry. From some ancient tenant. This sometimes happens. Shall we conclude here? We have other mysteries to solve." YOU - "I do have one mystery that still needs solving... the radio ghost in the Doomed Commercial Area's electronic doorbell." SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "The creepy woman!" She slaps her forehead. "We were wondering about that when we worked there... but I had completely forgotten about it ever since!" SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "It must be entroponetic crosstalk. The one you get in radios and long-distance calls... Now it makes sense, with the pale right on the doorstep." KIM KITSURAGI - "Incredible..." the lieutenant murmurs. "This would also explain why we get it on the police radio all the time." YOU - "Entroponetic crosstalk?" SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "It's quite common actually. When the signal gets routed through pale, all kinds of irregularities take place. You may hear snippets of someone else's conversation, or the voice of your former lover, or an echo of an event that took place 100 years ago." SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "Pale is a shroud of memories and it doesn't really distinguish to whom those memories belong to. You could hear anything."

PALEDRIVER - "You don't need to turn back time. The pale is already churning with it. As the tide of pale rises, so does the past. Someday both will cover the whole world. That's it. That's the story." PALEDRIVER - "They say there is a point -- one that *I* have not crossed -- in the pale superdeep. If you stray too far off course on the U41-A, or in Lomonossov's Land... where every step you take is one step further from home, no matter the direction." PALEDRIVER - "It's a point you cannot come back from. Your mind becomes so radiant with the past -- there is a flip." She flicks the ash from her cigarette. "Instead of writing, it erases memory. Nearing some kind of..." She shakes her head. "Indescribable *finale*." PALEDRIVER - "Like Gabriel Buenguerro in 'Segure-me, Paraíso'..." She nods and smiles, unkindly. "You're the opposite of me then. I remember everything -- even the things I never knew." YOU - "Things you never knew?" PALEDRIVER - "The smell of liquor on Gabriel's lips after the shoot. In the motor park. The roses on the day of Franconegro's coronation. On the grand stairs of Raehl. The smoke from the fowling piece, when Dolores Dei was shot..." PALEDRIVER - "The look on her face -- like an orgasm. The wound in her chest. My hand in my father's hand..." She closes her eyes, her eyelids trembling. "Except I never had a father. And I never shot Her Innocence Dolores Dei." .. PALEDRIVER - "Thought insertion? *Dithering*? The Graad-Katla Magistral?" She savours the lungful. "It's more than dangerous -- it's *sad*. But... at first I had to make a living. Now..."

So you’d think Joyce’s theory checks out, it’s all history/memory---BUT! I did the moralist political quest my first play thru, and when you are trying to contact the airship you also get radio crosstalk from the pale.

KIM KITSURAGI - "It's cold now..." SHIVERS - A slight frisson at the point where your neck meets your spine. Something about the lieutenant's words, directed at you, but not *you*... YOU - "It's really coming down, now that you mention it." KIM KITSURAGI - "Mention what?" YOU - "It's cold, like you just said." KIM KITSURAGI - "I didn't say anything, detective." KIM KITSURAGI - "...someone has been maintaining it. The wiring has been repaired..." HORSEBACK ANTENNA - An uncomfortable silence falls over the connection. KIM KITSURAGI - "... It's been a long winter... Long and cold..." YOU - "Are you going to tell me you didn't say *that*, either?" KIM KITSURAGI - "I promise you, I didn't, even though it certainly *sounds* like me..." The lieutenant seems to wince at the sound of his own voice. YOU - "It must be entroponetic crosstalk. It's the only explanation." NOID - "So your partner's haunting himself. Trying to warn him off his current path, most like." KIM KITSURAGI - "It's eerie, for certain, but also harmless. I just wish I could remember what I was talking about..." ESPRIT DE CORPS - Something here is eating at the lieutenant, as much as he would like to move past it.

You can even hear it if Kim is not with you:

KIM KITSURAGI - "It's cold now..." SHIVERS - A slight frisson at the point where your neck meets your spine. You can *feel* the lieutenant's presence, even though he's nowhere to be found... YOU - "Kim? How did you get on my connection?" NOID - "Whoa, the cop's *own partner* is a radio-spooker. That's some *other core* business right there..." HORSEBACK ANTENNA - ... KIM KITSURAGI - "...someone has been maintaining it. The wiring has been repaired..." YOU - "Kim! Answer me." NOID - "No use, man. Don't think he can hear you." YOU - "I've encountered this before. It's entroponetic crosstalk. This is a piece of the past mixing in with our signal." NOID - "What..." KIM KITSURAGI - "It's been a long winter... Long and cold." NOID - "What have you gotten us into, lawman?" HALF LIGHT - Just *run*. Unplug that headset and get as far away as you can.

YOU - "Kim? How did you get on my connection?" … YOU - "What is he talking about?"’ SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "I believe you mean, what *was* he talking about." YOU - "Wait, what are *you* talking about?" KIM KITSURAGI - "It's been a long winter... Long and cold." SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "It sounds very much like entroponetic crosstalk. It happens sometimes when sending transmissions across long stretches of pale..."

Except IT'S NOT FROM THE PAST. It is Kim talking from the future, from the fort on the island. Which hasn’t happened yet.

And it can possibly NOT HAPPEN.

You hear Kim say this stuff even if he gets shot and doesn’t come with you to the island.

During gameplay they kind of just go “huh, how strange and spooky...” and don’t really delve into it.

But that completely changes the pale right? It’s not just past, it’s also future, and not just the ONLY future, POSSIBLE future.

So, my theory is that the pale is multiverse colliding: the near pale is the places where these universes begin to overlap, and deep pale is where universes overlap to such a degree they are cancelling themselves out into nothing.

Fungal communication – mycorrhizal network

When Joyce talks to you, she talks about a fungus growing at the edge of the porch collapse. I think this fungus could be acting like a mycorrhizal network, which in our world are an underground networks connecting fungi and plants allowing them to communicate or share information. I think the fungi/spores in Elysium pop up at origin points and thrive along the porch collapse and are allowing the universes to “talk” to each other.

SOONA, THE PROGRAMMER - "I understand..." She closes her eyes. "A theory of the pale where instead of an *outer ocean* it metastasises -- like a cancer or a mould -- erupting in points *inside* the world."

JOYCE MESSIER - "An uproar of matter, darling, *rising* into the pale. Rolling. Evaporating even, a great vision. The area of transition between the world and the pale is called *porch collapse*." JOYCE MESSIER - "Imagine a grey coronal mist, cold vapour, marked by spores of an opportunistic microorganism -- a mould that's adapted to grow at the edge of the unrest. It's..." JOYCE MESSIER - She closes her eyes and breathes out heavily: "... the most *disco* thing you will ever see.

INLAND EMPIRE - The white noise turns into a wall of mist and grey mould, bubbling, sweeping over the city... it tears up buildings and raises sidewalks into the sky. It's Revachol -- at the end of the world. INLAND EMPIRE - ...and it hasn't even really started yet.

Destructive interference – “le gris”

When Lena tells you about the cryptid the Col Do Ma Ma Da Qua, you learn that they are nearly extinct because the scientists played back their own calls and since they are creatures made of sound, the recordings cancelled out the birds. They died because the signals matched and cancelled each other out.

LENA, THE CRYPTOZOOLOGIST'S WIFE - "It's the *Col Do Ma Ma Daqua*," the woman corrects her glasses. "Its name means 'thin whisper of sound'. And that's *precisely* what it is -- self-replicating sound waves, invisible and intangible! The Col Do Ma Ma is very afraid of us, which makes it incredibly difficult to track..." YOU - "Why is the Ma Ma Daqua so afraid of us?" LENA, THE CRYPTOZOOLOGIST'S WIFE - "That is a sad story." She frowns. "A group of university students assisting with the field work, in their enthusiasm for the project and, no doubt, because they were preoccupied with impressing their professors, nearly drove it to *extinction*." YOU - "Extinction?" LENA, THE CRYPTOZOOLOGIST'S WIFE - She nods gravely. "They tried to communicate with it, and had no other means but sound. So they started sending out sound waves at frequencies they thought might match the Ma Ma Daqua's. And what happens when a sound wave meets another sound wave of the same frequency, dear?" YOU - "They cancel each other out."

So... admittedly this doesn’t directly connect to the pale, but it’s illustrating the concept of signals cancelling each other out and, I'm going to say, indicates that this concept is possible in Elysium. The pale is destruction, the overlap between universes causes matter, physics, and even numbers to dissolve. The more complete the overlap, the more complete the destruction.

In conclusion...

According to my theory, the pale is the areas of the world that are affected by these fungal organisms that allow very similar, but different universes to communicate with each other, and since their 'signals' are so alike, they are being cancelled out.

So why did I force myself to jump thru these mental hoops? I think having a multiverse like this would make a sequel more possible since there are so many ways the game can be played. Any possible playthrough would be its own universe. Having a multiverse like this acknowledges and validates any play thru as 'canon,' no player will feel that they somehow played the game “wrong.” Whatever Harry appearing in the sequel is one of the possible Harrys even if he wasn’t “your” Harry. If a character died, they died only in some of the universes, not all. Whatever world the sequel would take place in is just one of the many possibilities.

Anyway, I thought WAYYYY too much about this and now you can too. Sorry!

#disco elysium #the pale #harrier du bois #kim kitsuragi #alternate universe

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brainrotdotorg · 7 months

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oddtaxi spoilers below

okay disco elysium oddtaxi AU where after harry has his bender he sees everyone as animals and thinks this is just . normal. and tehre are little hints throughout the game that theres something up with his perception of the world and that he'll occasionally mention someone having a tail or fur and everyone looks at him funny. and then by the end of the game his encounter with the phasmid (WHO HE SEES AS A NORMAL HUMAN BEING) changes his brain chemistry back to how it was and then he sees everyone for the first time as they are.

something something not wanting to be this kind of animal anymore something something

#disco elysium #odd taxi

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scribblemakes · 2 years

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(Original ask from @crowravenrook) So! It turns out I’ve drawn so many panels they don’t fit in a single post anymore, changing my plans for waiting to instead show 10 at once and then post the rest of it in another post. I’ll make sure to edit this one with the link when it’s ready.

ALSO: This is set post-game when they’ve already built up enough trust for this whole interaction.

[Short ID: A 10 panel comic responding to an ask from crowravenrook about what powers Harry and Kim have in a Psychonauts au. The comic shows them discussing if Kim is psychic. /End ID]

Long ID under the cut:

[ID: A 10 panel comic showing Kim and Harry from Disco Elysium in the Psychonauts art style, responding to an ask from tumblr user crowravenrook. The ask reads: “So the Disconants au what PSI powers would Harry and Kim have?”

The first panel shows Kim and Harry sitting in a wild open space while Harry conjures a glowing green image of the Phasmid. He’s using his psychic powers to do so. The dialogue reads: Kim: “Very good, detective! Make sure to keep the image clear in your mind.”

The second panel shows Kim and Harry looking up and offscreen, at the Phasmid, while Harry uses his powers. The dialogue reads: Harry: “I think I’m finally getting it, Kim!” Kim: “It is impressive. You seem to have a natural talent with everything we’ve tried so far.”

The third panel continues from the last with Kim turning to look at Harry. The dialogue reads: Harry: ‘Really?” Kim: “You’re certainly the best projectionist I’ve ever met.” Harry: “Don’t sell yourself short, Kim.”

The fourth panel continues from the last with Harry turning more to face Kim in surprise, while Kim takes off his glasses. The dialogue reads: Kim sighs: “I’m not psychic, detective.” Harry: “Wait, but-” Kim: “Any non-psychic can learn to use a portal with the right mental fortitude. Garte could enter your mind with the right training.”

The fifth panel shows a close up of Kim’s glasses as he takes out a cloth to clean them with. The dialogue reads: Harry, offscreen: “Think he’d like me more if he did?” Kim: “Ha, I don’t think so.”

The sixth panel continues from the last with Harry’s hand entering the frame, bumping against the hand Kim is using to hold his glasses. The dialogue reads: Harry: “I guess that’s why you never gave a demonstration.” Kim: “Ah, so my diagrams weren’t enough, hm?” Harry: “Kim, those diagrams are high art! Masterpieces of instruction.”

The seventh panel shows Kim and Harry again as Harry takes the glasses with telekinesis. Kim releases his glasses and smiles slightly while Harry concentrates, poking out his tongue. The dialogue reads: Kim: “Hm, thank you.”

The eighth panel continues from the last with Kim looking straight ahead and Harry looking up at him with consideration.

The ninth panel continues from the last with Harry tilting his head and regarding Kim. The dialogue reads: Harry: “Are you sure you’re not psychic?” Kim: “I would know by now if I was.” Harry: “I didn’t.” Kim: “You know that’s not the same.”

The tenth panel continues from the last with Harry passing Kim’s glasses back to him. The dialogue reads: Harry: “I’m just saying, if you don’t try-” Kim, quietly: “Thank you”

/End ID]

#disconauts #Disco Elysium #Harrier Du Bois #Kim Kitsuragi #It'll be three panels at most I said #I'll be quick I said #anyway.

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temporary-enthusiasm · 6 months

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WIP Game!

Rules: reveal the titles of the documents in your wip folder and tag as many people as there are documents. Let others ask questions about the ones that interest them and post snippets or explain the contents as you see fit! Tagged by @rk1k

I Crave Goddamn Difficult

RKVIBE Halloween Bingo - Filming/Shooting Porn

RKVIBE Halloween Bingo - Tattoo Shop AU

RKVIBE Halloween Bingo - Hand holding

Lips of an Angel

Connor gets drunk and can't undrunk his code

Connor has some emotions about Nines

No pressure, but tagging: @dirty-droid, @incomprehensible-phasmid, @andthekitchensinkao3 , @anonymousedward and literally anyone else who would like to participate <3

#ask games #my writing

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klaasje · 1 year

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unrelated to the current ask game but the words "kimharry x-files au" are now burned into my consciousness. no pressure to write it though!! i'm just grateful for you introducing the concept to my brain, i will be thinking about it continuously for at least the next month

PTOLEMY PRYCE: Lieutenant Kitsuragi, thank you for coming on such short notice. We see you've been with us just over two years.

KIM: Yes, sir.

PRYCE: You went to medical school but you chose not to practice. How'd you come to work for the R.C.M.?

KIM: Well, sir, I was recruited out of medical school. I saw the R.C.M as a place where I could distinguish myself.

PRYCE: Are you familiar with an officer named Harrier Du Bois?

KIM: Yes, I am.

GOTTLIEB: How so?

KIM: By reputation. He's a Koenigstein-educated psychologist who wrote a monograph on serial killers and the supra-natural that helped to catch Monty Props in ‘31. Generally thought of as the best analyst in the violent crimes section. He had a nickname at the academy... Spooky Harrier.

PRYCE: What I'll also tell you is that Yefreitor Du Bois has developed a consuming devotion to an unassigned project outside the bureau mainstream. Are you familiar with the so-called "X-Files?"

KIM: I believe they have to do with unexplained phenomena.

PRYCE: More or less. The reason you're here, Lieutenant Kitsuragi, is we want you to assist Du Bois on these X-Files. You will write field reports on your activities, along with your observations on the validity of the work.

KIM: …Am I to understand that you want me to debunk the X-Files project, sir?

GOTTLIEB: Lieutenant, we trust you'll make the proper scientific analysis. You'll want to contact Lieutenant-Yefreitor Du Bois shortly. We look forward to seeing your reports.

———

(The elevator rings and the door slides open. Kim steps out into the basement and comes to an office secluded in the back. He knocks on the door.)

HARRY: Sorry, nobody down here but the R.C.M.’s most unwanted.

(Kim opens the door to see Lieutenant-Yefreitor Du Bois sitting at his desk wearing glasses, going over some slides, as The O.O.’s ‘35 hit We Go On blasts from the radio. Walking slowly to him, Kim sees various pictures of cryptids and a poster that reads "I Want to Believe" with a phasmid on it. Harry looks up at Kim.)

KIM: Detective Du Bois. I'm Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi, I've been assigned to work with you.

(Harry shakes Kim’s hand.)

HARRY: Oh, isn't it nice to be suddenly so highly regarded? So, who did you tick off to get stuck with this detail, Kim?

KIM: Actually, I'm looking forward to working with you. I've heard a lot about you.

HARRY: Oh, really? I was under the impression...

(He smiles.)

That you were sent to spy on me.

KIM: If you have any doubt about my qualifications or credentials, th...

(Harry stands and takes out a paper from a pile, using his telephone as a paperweight.)

HARRY: You're a medical doctor, you teach at the academy. You did your undergraduate degree in entroponetics.

(He takes off his glasses and looks at the paper.)

Nilsen’s Helix Paradox, A New Interpretation. Kim Kitsuragi, Senior Thesis. Now that's a credential, rewriting Nilsen.

KIM: Did you bother to read it?

HARRY: I did. I liked it.

(He takes a slide canister and puts it into the slide projector.)

It's just that in most of my work, the laws of physics rarely seem to apply.

#SORRY FOR DRAGGING YOU INTO THIS PIT WITH ME… WELCOME… ENJOY YOUR STAY #ask #anonymous #long post

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weepylucifer · 1 year

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7, 8, 9, 16?

7. what character did you begin to hate not because of canon but because how how the fandom acts about them?

gotta be real here, it's Joyce. While playing, i had what i presumed were the usual complicated feelings about Joyce: first i didn't understand where the writers were going with her, because i expected a more simplistic, straightforward take on "rich corporate lady = evil" (i expected this solely bc i hadn't gotten used to the disco way of spinning a narrative yet). Turned out what i had on my hands was a more complex take on "rich corporate lady = evil", one that expects you to grasp the concept of "nice is not good". So i reckoned "okay i get it now" and was ready to leave it at that and come away from it all with no strong feelings either way towards Joyce. Then i saw the vast majority of the fandom is uncritically stanning her and now my stance is "fuck you, Boat Thatcher, i am beating your ultralib ass with hammers"

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

that all the supernatural stuff (the skills, objects talking, la revacholiére, the coming apocalypse, plasm, etc) or even any plot element or characterization that any given person does not like is just "Harry's making shit up! He's manipulative and/or crazyyyy!" like, you realize there's plenty of proof for Harry being manipulative or mentally ill already without sucking all the fantastical realism out of the narrative, right?? like, do people understand genre? hello? is the phasmid or the pale also just Harry making shit up? i mean at that point just go watch a police procedural or read a hardboiled detective novel. good god if this continues we'll be seeing AUs where Harry was a spooky asylum inmate and hallucinating the whole plot again like it's 2013

9. worst part of canon

honestly? i'm sorry but. all the Ambrosius stuff. it's just not it for me, and if i ever ended up writing future-fic, i'd deal with it in the way of "well, looks like Ambrosius got shot in the head offscreen by Glup Shitto. now time to handle interesting things"

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

i truly don't get why so many people seem to characterize Harry as a dumbass who needs Kim to tie his shoes for him. Like sure we're given "Kim i know the alphabet now" and similar moments, but there's also plenty of evidence of Harry being competent, smart and capable of handling adult life for himself, in his own way

#sorry for my. completely random capitalization??? i don't wanna go through all this and unify it i cannot be assed #answer'd

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hothotpot · 6 months

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WIP Game!

I was tagged by @incomprehensible-phasmid. Thank you! 💙

So I don't have that many actual wips because I tend to only work on one thing at a time. I just have one I'm actively writing:

only so much a man can take

Other than that, I have a couple of docs that are more just notes/outlines for longer fics I'm going to be working on, but haven't officially started yet:

Restaurant AU

Western AU

And then two two docs that are just fic ideas I've had and wanted to make sure I had written down:

DBH Angst and Longfic Ideas

DBH Fluff and Smut Fic Ideas

Because you know, it's important to keep your thoughts organized!

Since I only have one proper wip, I'm just going to tag one person - @andthekitchensinkao3! Feel free to ignore. 🥰

#wip tag game #fun tumblr things

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ikeameatballspoisonedme · 6 months

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Disco Elysium AU where it's actually The Lawyer Game, Harry and Kim are defenders while Jean is the prosecutor. Harry magically called for spirit beyond the grave like Maya and summoned the phasmid at the court room somehow

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honey-minded-hivemind · 8 months

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Buzzing on by for number eight of the 🐉Wings of Fire aus' names lists are...

The 🐝HiveWings🐜!

The X-Men Members:

• Charles Xavier/Professor Xavier: Chalcid

• Ororo Munroe/Storm: Orbweaver

• Logan Howlett/Wolverine: Locust

• Scott Summers/Cyclops: Scorpion

• Jean Grey/Marvel Girl/Phoenix: Phasmid

• Hank McCoy/Beast: Beetle

• Anne-Marie/Rogue: Roach

• Remy LeBeau/Gambit: Goldbug

• Kitty Pryde/Shadowcat: Katydid

• Kurt Wagner/Nightcrawler: Curculio

• Jubilation Lee/Jubilee: Jewel

• Evan Daniels/Spyke: Earwig

• Bobby Drake/Iceman: Botfly

• Piotr Rasputin/Colossus: Pupa

• Illyana Rasputin/Magik: Ichneumon

• Rahne Sinclair/Wolfsbane: Woodworm

• Samuel "Sam" Guthrie/Cannonball: Carpenter

• Roberto da Costa/Sunspot: Cuckoo

• Danielle "Dani" Moonstar/Mirage: Dauber

• Laura Kinney/Wolverine 2.0: Ladybug

• Tabitha "Tabby" Smith/Boom-Boom: Tarantula

The Brotherhood:

• Erik Lehnsherr/Magnus/Magneto: Maggot

• Raven Darkholme/Mystique: Darkling

• Victor Creed/Sabretooth: Sawfly

• Pietro Maximoff/Quicksilver: Pinworm

• Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch: Weta

• Mortymer Tonybee/Todd Tolanksy/Toad: Termite

• Fred "Freddy" Dukes/Blob: Fruitworm

• Lance Alvers/Avalanche: Antlion

• St. John Allerdyce/Pyro: Potter

(Seems the Hive is abuzz! But, there's one more bee-auty to include, the...)

• Reader/Bby: Beewolf, Mosquito, Ant, Bee, Thrips, Caterpillar, Honeybee, Firefly, Vespa, Louse, Millipede, Centipede, Mite, Gnat, Jasper, Leafcutter, Honeypot, Velvet, Fig, Click, Fluke, Grub, Larva, Nymph...

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #🐉Wings of Fire AU #🐝HiveWing🐜 AU

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the-east-art · 2 years

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Anyway I’m light of the TMA news here’s some info about my Disco Elysium TMA au

So in the au the RCM specifically has like an underground wing (wing c) that deals with entity stuff (kinda of like Daisy and Basiras unit and TMA, but Wing C knows more details about the entities than Daisy or Basira did). They know enough that they’re all very cognizant that the more they work around fears, the more likely they are to become part of the fears as an avatar. They take acknowledging and combatting the fears they lean towards very seriously, although that is more easily said than done. Not only is a draw towards a fear hard to combat, but it is also beneficial to have people who are Hunt aligned or Eye aligned etc. easiest to fight and know about fears with the use of other fears. (In Harry’s case this is one of the things that made things so hard for him. He kept pushing his eye alignment to be good at the job, being good at his job garnered him approval. But it also made his coworkers angry at him the closer he came to becoming an avatar. And of course he wasnt too great of a guy with the drinking and fits of anger. The drinking started out as an attempt to keep The Eye out and morphed into something even worse)

In addition to the TMA fear entities there are supposedly Miracles. No one knows really what they are, but they are supposedly the opposite of fear entities and the best shot to keep the entities at bay. One had not been found since the revolutions, until the Phasmid.

After Harry drunk himself to death, he wakes up an Avatar at the start of the game, not aware that is what he was doing but knowing he didn’t want to die. When he returns after surviving getting shot at the tribunal Jean and co are sure he’s an Avatar and go to kill him, but Kim knows it’s more complicated than that. He was able to see, communicate with, and touch a Miracle. He is simultaneously an Avatar of the eye and a conduit for the miracles (Shivers is a representation of that idea. Most of his abilities come form the Eye, Shivers is something else). He’s kind of in limbo between the two.

#disco elysium #tma #the Magnus archives

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haunthouse · 2 years

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the disco elysium counter/weight au fic someone posted on ao3 the other day has had me thinking about shoving de characters into other friends at the table settings, and specifically sangfielle, but. the problem with that is that harry is literally just lye lychen. harry du bois junk mage is the truest thing i've ever heard in my life. if the insulindian phasmid was a little guy like aterika'kaal harry would absolutely just carry it around in his pocket. these are the same character

#kaylee.txt #disco elysium #fatt #tagging just for my own organizational purposes. sry to anyone in the de tag who sees this and hasnt listened to sangfielle #anyway ive been rolling this around in my brain #i think marielda au could also be fun (the heat and the dark vs the pale/the bomb?) but mostly im thinking abt harry/lye parallels

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Little oneshot based on @the-east-art ‘s disco Elysium TMA au :)

“Oh my god. Oh my god.”

You really really wish you could say something else, anything else. You’re not exactly being eloquent here, or doing a very good job at looking aloof and professional. However, you think that you can get away with it right now, because you are looking at something so incredibly precious in your hand that you can hardly believe it’s real. You feel you’ll wake up any moment now, and the photograph will be gone.

But no, every time you blink, it’s still there.

The Miracle looks back at you, Real and Good.

Harry has barely stopped grinning since you stepped back on the skiff. The sheer emotion from being near the Miracle - the Insulindian Phasmid - had almost overwhelmed you. Awe, and hope like you thought could never exist, never on this scale, never when the Pale was always lingering at the back of your mind.

You also think, well, the RCM will have to take back Harry now. You have to admit, at some point, you had started to worry about Harry and whether or not he would be allowed back into his precinct. His whole memory-loss situation is worrying, but it doesn’t seem to be aligned with any particular entity, or at least none that you could see traces of in the Whirling in Rags, nor in his room. He seems to be associated with the Eye, if anything, and the Eye would hardly want to take memories from someone. Maybe the fear of forgetting something could come of it, but Harry rarely seemed scared over the memory-loss, instead mostly soldiering through it to work on the case. That was more Spiral or Stranger terrain anyway.

On top of finding a Miracle, real and alive, you and Harry had also been able to find and successfully stop a Hunt Avatar. Killing him was a complicated matter, but for the time being you had managed to cut him off from his entity, and it seemed to keep him for the most part ‘dormant’ for the time being. And then there was the Swallow in the abandoned church and how the little scrap of the End had a strange hold over all of Martinaise.

In conclusion, there was a lot of good work done the past few days, and while there would still be much work ahead of you, it’s enough that you can let yourself sit back and bask in the picture of the Miracle for a bit and feel safe for once.

The skiff hits the dock softly, and Harry climbs out of the boat, grimacing at the pain in his leg. Getting shot by the mercenaries - all of them very Hunt-Desolation aligned people - only a couple days ago left Harry still in pain, but both of you had known you’d be unable to get anything done or rest easily without finishing the case first. Still, he holds out a hand to help you out of the skiff. You hardly need it, but accept it anyway, carefully putting the photograph back in your pocket.

Harry is… Harry is giving you something you would certainly call a sad smile.

“Detective, is everything alright?” you find yourself asking.

“Everything is fine. Just… have a funny feeling.”

You’re used to his funny feelings by now. You know it doesn’t mean something good, probably. You sort of wish you were also Eye-affiliated enough to get brief understandings and feelings like he does. However, even the Lonely’s mist on your shoulders is almost too much, so in truth, you would never want to add anything to hang over you.

Your hand finds your gun in your jacket.

You end up needing to pull it out when there are three more pointed at you and Harry.

“Lieutenant Kim Kitsuragi, please put down your gun and carefully walk over here.”

The gruff voice of The Man No Longer In A Wig is gruff and heavily accented, and although he is talking to you, his eyes do not leave Harry. You do not move. You do look over at Harry, whose hands are raised in the air. He looks scared, you realize. Scared, but not surprised.

“Who are you?” You keep your gun raised. Of the three people present - two who you remember seeing in the Whirling and one you remember from the pier (Trant) - No Wig Man seems to be the leader. He is the one who is holding his gun with the steadiest grip. After him is Trant and after that is the woman. You recognize a rookie-officer when you see one, and you knew the two from the Whirling were cops already. Trant is a surprise, but you do not have time to be surprised right now. Right now, you need to know why they’re pointing their guns at you and harry.

No, not at you, just at Harry.

“Satellite-Office Jean Vicquermare, Patrol Officer Judit Minot, and Special Consultant Trant Heidelstam.” Vicquermare nods to Minot and Heidelstam in turn. Like you, his gun does not waver. “Lieutenant Kitsuragi, I’ll only say this one more time: step away from the Eye Avatar.”

“What?”

This time, your gun does falter, and your head snaps over to look at Harry. Harry hasn’t moved, with his hands still up in surrender.

“Harry?” You hate how small your voice sounds, but it’s really all you can do.

“I… I’m not…” His voice is always so rough sounding, and it’s worse now, like he's trying to past some black in his throat.

“He’s not an Avatar!” You spin back to Vicquemare with renewed strength. God you’re exhausted, but you’re not going to let this man shoot your partner. “He’s been shot - wounded by a gun!”

“You as well as I know not all Avatars are impervious to normal weapons. He got shot at the Tribunal, right? Those fuckers had enough Entity in them to hurt an Avatar.” Vicquermare has really thought about this already. How long has he been suspecting Harry to be an Avatar? Suddenly, his silly blonde wig and sunglasses in the Whirling in Rags are somewhat insidious as he watched you and Harry.

“Lieutenant, open your eyes, he’s-”

“Eye-aligned, just aligned!” you insist.

“Jean-” Harry starts to say something and takes a step forward.

“Stop right there, you fucker. Don’t you dare call me by name name with what’s left of shitkid’s body,” Jean growls. “My partner died days ago.”

It’s hard to tell if he’s regretful, or sad, or anything through the clear anger he has towards the entity.

Harry, it’s just Harry, not some strange entity.

“Lieutenant Kitsuragi, I understand how you must be feeling. After all, when I first say the Avatar, I thought it was just Harry too. But think about everything you’ve seen him do, how he acts. You’re a good officer, I’ve heard tales of you all the way in the 41st. You know what an Avatar does, how an Avatar acts. You know that this thing next to you isn’t human.” Heidelstam is calm and level-headed. He is clearly a man who is used to being the voice of reason. “You need to understand, Lieutenant; Harry Du Bois has been Eye-aligned for years now and only getting worse. It was really a matter of when, not if, he’d ever Become an Avatar.”

You remember the fear Ruby had when she saw Harry. You remember the questions he asks, never stops asking, always looking for information. You remember how harsh and forceful it could get, like when he’d been questioning Gary mercilessly until he had the information and armor that he’d wanted. Would Gary ever sleep well again after being fed off of from an Eye Avatar?

And the eyes. The eyes you always told yourself you didn’t see. But they were always there, weren’t they, when the questions became tense. Blinking into and out of existence, a weak Avatar still finding its legs and its powers. You had told yourself they were figments of your imagination, or shapes in the snow, but...

What was the true reason behind Harry’s memory loss?

“Oh, god, no.”

Next to you, Harry collapses to his knees on the old wooden boards. His hands are grabbing at his head. What is going through it is a mystery, but also… what if it isn’t? Suddenly, you know exactly what’s going through his head. Because it’s what has been going through yours, and while it upsets you it is ravaging him.

“Well, see ya shitkid.”

“Don’t!”

You lunge, as if you plan to catch the bullet out of the air. The gun in your own hand feel useless, essentially forgotten. You throw yourself forward, and something flutters out of your coat pocket and into the air on a sudden and strong gust of wind. The gunshot explodes over the small fishing village.

The air leaves your lungs in the vacuum left by the gunshot. The air is still as you fall next to Harry. You’re in one piece. Harry is also in one piece.

The photograph of the Miracle flutters down to land next to you, a hole just missing both figures in the photograph.

“Damn,” Vicquermare curses and cocks the hammer of his gun again.

“Wait!” You hold up a hand and snatch the photograph from the ground.

“Please, for your own safety, step away from the Avatar,” Minot cajoles.

“Kim,” Harry’s voice is sort and quiet, like it should never be. “I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“No!” You shout at him, and you remain right in front of him, a terribly fleshy shield between a bullet and an Avatar. You hold up the photograph. “Maybe he is an Avatar! But that doesn’t mean he’s gone.”

“Yes, it does,” Vicquermare replied instantly.

“Not when the Avatar was able to touch a Miracle.”

“... what?”

Like wary street dogs, the three officers slowly walk closer to you, and you stand there like a statue, holding out the proof. You’re unsure if it’s going to work, if they’ll even understand what they’re looking at. Harry stays down, likely afraid that moving at all will end with another shot being fired.

“Remarkable,” Heidelstam breathes.

“No fucking way.” Jean snatched the photograph out of your hands, staring and staring and staring, like it will change or disappear if he looks at it long enough. Finally, he sighs and hands the photograph back to you. “Alright shitkid, looks like we’re not done with you just yet.”

#browniefox speaks #disco elysium #de #tma #the Magnus archives #au #kim kitsuragi #harry du bois #jean vicquemare #judit minot #trant heidelstam

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