#analept

[weirdyearbook]

Source details and larger version.

Playing cards dealt through time -- my playing cards gallery.

#analeptic #playing cards #pipe smoker #vintage yearbook #1940s #vintage illustration #yearbook #illustration

[shslenglishmajor]

On the Motivations of Nagisa Shingetsu’s Father: A Short Analysis

Something that people tend to misconstrue about Nagisa’s father is that he actually wanted his son to have flawless academic performance. In reality, the conditioning to strive for absolute perfection was merely a part of the manipulation (or in more scientific terms, the independent variable) of the experiment he conducted on his son. In Nagisa’s own words:

“My parents raised me like they were levelling me up in some game… They didn’t even treat me like a person […] My father was a teacher at our school, he was a researcher of children’s talent. He used his own son to research the growth of a child’s talent. He wanted to see what the growth curve would be like if he pushed a child to the breaking point… Isn’t that funny? I was the subject of such an amusing experiment.”

So now we have evidence that Dr. (?)* Shingetsu was not placing high expectations on Nagisa because he wanted him to succeed, but rather out of morbid scientific curiosity. Below is an excerpt from the man himself:

“I cannot obtain the result I was expecting with my experiment. I cannot discern whether the environment or the subject himself is the problem. I shall look into the experiment conditions in more detail.

Until now, I have used solely visual observation, but I should erect cameras to watch the subject at all times and discipline the subject when resting longer than allowed.

If I do not obtain any desirable results with the experiment, I will conclude that the problem lies within the subject, and change my experimental target.”

One thing to note is that it is unclear what his desired results are. According to Nagisa, he was apparently researching the growth curve of a child’s academic talent under extreme stress— however, we should be aware that Nagisa is likely an unreliable narrator due to his conditioned biases**. Although a common interpretation is that Dr. Shingetsu was expecting an increase in Nagisa’s performance, there are two main factors that disprove this:

1. Nagisa states that during the experiment, his father would force him to study for several days straight using intravenous analeptics, threats, and corporal punishment. The exact drug he used is unknown, but it is likely either doxapram, due to it being administered intravenously, or amphetamines, which are noted to have cognitive-enhancing abilities. However, the overuse of analeptic stimulants can cause cardiovascular problems, as does stress and sleep deprivation. In this environment, the likelihood of Nagisa suffering a stroke or heart failure increased considerably. Dr. Shingetsu would definitely have known this.

2. Sleep deprivation and excessive stress are known to negatively impact cognitive function and development. Dr. Shingetsu would also have known this.

This begs the question: why would Dr. Shingetsu subject his son to conditions that could result in health hazards and/or declined performance if he wanted Nagisa’s academic success?

A possible answer is simply that the “desirable results” were actually a decline in performance. Perhaps Dr. Shingetsu wanted to find the point of absolute burnout where Nagisa would either barely function, or give up completely. Perhaps he was dissatisfied with Nagisa’s resilience to the experimental conditions. In the end, Dr. Shingetsu ultimately reaped the consequences of treating the Nuremburg Code as the Nuremburg Suggestions allowing his hunger for knowledge overpower his morality.

—

* Due to the nature of his research, it is most likely that Nagisa’s Father (referred to as Dr. Shingetsu for the sake of brevity) was a psychologist, particularly a developmental psychologist. He also likely held a doctorate degree.

** There are multiple instances of Nagisa being an unreliable narrator. In the referenced scene alone, there are two: one is his implication that Monaca was paralysed by Tokuichi and Haiji, when in reality, she feigned the severity of her injuries. The second is his claim that Junko truly loved the Warriors of Hope.

#danganronpa #ultra despair girls #udg #danganronpa udg #nagisa shingetsu #warriors of hope #shingetsu nagisa #monaca towa #junko enoshima #danganronpa analysis #cherry commentary

[patternoticer]

season 3.5 is such a sexy concept but at the same time i know the only possible circumstances we could receive any of that direct characterization under the grip of silver's batshit repression olympics is through that analeptic frame only once it's clear their relationship will not survive

#'the scariest thing is that flint forgave him' and silver immediately excising their intimacy under blinding bleaching lighting #like a bad exorcism #anyway. im sleep deprived and just presented a paper sorry if this is incoherent #black sails #john silver #silverflint

[insanelydeadlybookcollector]

924 The One In Barbados

Such a friendship moment, domestic in the fact that its husband and wife disciplining each other (Chandler to Monica) but also friendship in the way they behaved in their analeptic game (Monica to Chandler, or perhaps happily violent marriage without threat of genuine violence). Also, when was this game? Season one? Recently? When Phoebe lived with them?

#friends season nine #friends tv #f.r.i.e.n.d.s #mondler #chandler and monica #monica and chandler #chandler x monica #monica x chandler #monica geller and chandler bing #chandler bing #monica bing #chandler bing and monica geller #monica geller x chandler bing #chandler bing x monica geller bing #chandler bing x monica geller #monica geller bing #monica geller

[aiyexayen]

"A-Xu," Wen Kexing says.

He says it too softly, barely shaping his mouth around a word that's more taste than sound, the precious textures of his zhiji's name given over to the sacred susurrus of the night. There isn't room for an echo in the dense drapery over the bed but he hears it anyway; something lingers behind the distant roar of the river and skips between crickets and cicadas to nestle in the innkeeper's midnight hearth.

It's comforting to give this perfect name to the soft places beyond the bed. Comforting to demand that it be repeated again and again until it becomes as inextricable from the world as it is from Wen Kexing's tangled mess of a heart.

And then, in a wave of twisted anxiety, he becomes jealous.

Finding his own mouth with his hand as thin fabric slips down from his wrist, Wen Kexing acknowledges the continued existence of his face in the dark just so he can press fingertips to the smooth curve of his upper lip.

"A-Xu," he feels himself say again, catching the name this time so it stays with him only. If he holds it tight enough, he can keep it forever.

His next inhale smells like shimmering sunlight on old lacuered wood and the tingle of alcohol before a kiss. His breath is warm on his hand, like a throat is warm against squeezing fingers. He holds tighter to the air in his open palm.

The bed dips and blankets twitch as the figure next to him shifts in his sleep. It is not a thin face that stills every muscle then; Wen Kexing simply falls back on instinct--the greatest joke, after all, the greateat secret, is that the master of ghosts is still just a rabbit with blood in his teeth, tensed in his hidden hollow and ready to bite again.

It's a reflex he doesn't need here but he doesn't pretend it away at this time of night. Instead he counts his breaths until he can hear them and whispers himself a shelter against the chill of his drifting thoughts.

"A-Xu."

This time he is wrapped in the enveloping expanse of the impossibly quiet name like bolts of sky-blue silk: bright, analeptic, nearly as forgiving.

The third call acts as a key to the tight band around his chest--or maybe the slow creep of starlit silhouettes on the pattern of the wall has finally cracked him open. Either way his words get caught on the tail end of his zhiji's name and pulled up out of him in a surge of feeling.

"Isn't it funny," he whispers almost soundlessly to the sleeping room, "that monsters can dream? If nightmares are not allowed for people like us then why does sleep elude me like the golden tail of a fish that turns to thorny branches each time I reach out to catch it with both hands?" He closes his eyes and opens them. Not much is different between the two states. "I cannot sleep but I cannot bear to be awake. How dare I waste any chance to lay by your side?"

Especially now that he knows what it's like to be apart from him. If only laying here separated by the barrier of sleep didn't still feel like its own kind of uncrossable distance.

Wen Kexing sighs. It's louder than he intended and he stills for a bit until the discord he stirred up fades back into the rhythm of the night sounds. It gives him time to think, and he finally says, "...even if you say so, I am not a good person. I would have become one for you, I think, if I had met you in time, but it's too late."

Letting the words touch his lips, however translucent and petal-thin they may be, is a kind of release he would surely never allow in the daylight; even this is an unconscionable lapse, but A-Xu makes him new, makes him care, and the risks are half the fun of the game.

The bed shifts again and Wen Kexing lets out a puff of air as an arm thunks across his middle. A-Xu grumbles something unintelligible.

For a split second adrenaline bubbles at the corners of Wen Kexing's awareness. But, no. He was too quiet to hear.

"Lao Wen," A-Xu murmurs in his ear, soft with sleep of his own.

"A-Xu?"

"Sleep."

The sound of his own name in A-Xu's mouth feels safe, whatever else he feels. The chill of adrenaline fades; the arm holding him is warm.

But he says it one more time. Quieter than any time before. He has to; four is inauspicious, of course.

"A-Xu."

The hand draped at his waist darts up to slap against his mouth, but it's late and A-Xu is lazy. It only makes it halfway, gripping softly to Wen Kexing's jaw to shake him roughly a couple times back and forth. He smiles against the palm, fond. "Haoba," he mouths against it and it returns to settle warm at his hip.

A-Xu is close enough now for Wen Kexing to curl up in his scent and so he does, letting himself be coaxed. It is too late, but not too late at rhe same time. A-Xu is here, and A-Xu loves him, and the sun will rise again tomorrow. He can let that be enough.

Sleep is as hard-won as ever--maybe even more difficult, limbs at odd angles to his body like this. But when it finally comes, Wen Kexing blissfully does not dream.

#word of honor #shan he ling #wen kexing #zhou zishu #wenzhou #my fic #my writing

[vedurnan]

i wish i could take the analeptic alzabo

[patholurk]

Hunter Lucia and Smol Lucia

Analeptic might taste awful but it's really good for sickness

#original characters #monster hunter rise sunbreak #monster hunter oc #au crossover #lurkart

[theoptia]

Do you feel like you can love again after being in physically and emotionally abusive relationship?

Despite this immense suffering which has devastated my person, I believe in the analeptic power of love.

#inquiry #anonymous #patiently waiting.

[justanotherkinrequest]

-> astragalus (nomnomnami) pronoun recs for anon

❀ re/rem/dys/dyself (remedy)

✧ gin/seng/ginsengs/ginsengself

❀ thi/thistle/thistles/thistleself

✧ cham/mile/miles/chamomileself

❀ val/valerian/valerians/valerianself

✧ root/roots/rootself

❀ cure/cures/cureself

✧ to/tonic/tonics/tonicself

❀ me/medi/cines/cineself

✧ a/ana/leps/lepticself (analeptic)

#♠️.request #kin help #pronoun suggestions #pronoun help #pronouns #astra's garden #astra kin #nomnomnami kin

[heartmasaru]

The boys in my dr, but it’s mad angsty

Masaru Daimon

• When someone is upset/angry he gets really flinchy

• Anytime he needs to cough, he holds it back subconsciously

• When he sleeps he has a habit of covering his mouth so he doesn’t make noise because if he ever woke his dad up at night he’d get beat

• When he still lived with his dad he could only watch cartoons when his dad was asleep and would quietly sing the intros trying not to wake him up

• Though most of Masarus breakdowns or panic attacks are flashy and violent, some of them aren’t. Some of them are him just zoning out for a good 5 minutes

• When Masaru smells smoke, it puts him in a anxious state for a while, which he tries to cover up

• Masaru gets frequent body aches in the places he was beat the most by his dad

• He has nightmares almost every night but forces himself to get over them quickly

• He can sometimes be sensitive to sudden (loud) noises

• Masaru has somatic flashbacks (the body reacting the same way it did whenever the traumatic even was happening, and feeling the same pain that you felt during that event.)

Nagisa Shingetsu

• Nagisa got a bit addicted to the drugs/medicine he had to take at home so it was hard to not have them at first

• Nagisa has a track mark on his left arm from the IV, and covers it up all the time

• He doesn’t just dislike needles, he’s absolutely terrified of them. Seeing needles makes him sick, and after the events of DRAE he had to get a shot and nearly passed out

• He DESPISES medical procedures in general, it will take doctors about 30 minutes to do simple things on him because the environment of medical work being done freaks him out

• He has slight brain damage from the amount of analeptics he had

• Nagisa has emotional flashbacks

• He has major insomnia

• he flinches when doors open, especially his door

• Monaca has SA Nagisa multiple times before the kiss scene to get him to do what she wants

• He compulsively showers due to feeling gross because of Monaca

Jataro Kemuri

• He subconsciously covers his face when just relaxing

• Sometimes he stops himself before speaking so he’s not a burden

• Jataro is constantly saying sorry for no reason

• After DRAE and after he starts gaining self worth, he will break down and cry at the slightest hint that someone is upset with him

• (After DRAE) He latches onto adult female figures very quickly

• He has depression

• He has emotional flashbacks

• When Jataro was living with his mom he was severely neglected, very underweight, had lots of matted parts in his hair, ect.

• sometimes he’ll sit in front of mirrors of hours on end just trying to figure out how he feels about himself (after DRAE)

• Compliments make him extremely uncomfortable

#danganronpa #udg jataro #jataro kemuri #danganronpa masaru #masaru daimon #nagisa shingetsu #danganronpa udg #dr udg

[repo-net]

Nagisa headcanon of the day: I think at some point of his stay at Hope's Peak Elementary, Nagisa's exhaustion would catch up to him and he'd collapse in the middle of class and refuse to wake up for several hours. With how overworked he is at home and how he's forcibly made to stay up beyond a regular child's limits, it's hard to not imagine that he wouldn't be able to hold himself back anymore one day.

So, how do his parents combat this? Simple, really. Teach your child to inject himself with the same analeptics and stimulants that keep him awake at home, and hand him IVs and the necessary needles to inject himself with to do it by himself when he's in the bathroom.

And because he could never dare to refuse his parents' orders, with enough time, Nagisa's long nights of unrest turned into consecutive weekdays of being pushed to his breaking point inside and outside of his school. Tireless hours of an aching and fatigued body that would pause only for brief moments of his childhood.

#danganronpa #danganronpa ultra despair girls #nagisa shingetsu #shingetsu nagisa #warriors of hope

[a-study-in-dante]

I finished If We Were Villains a few days ago and I liked it - the atmosphere, the plot, especially the analeptic narrative structure, and of course Shakespeare. However the characters lack something and I think it's depth. Oliver mentions several times they play a type (hero, villain, ingenue and so on) and that is a bit too accurate for their actual characters, sadly (for most of the story anyway).

Browsing the tag on Tumblr, I found an awful lot of posts about The Secret History and its (presumed) superiority on If We Were Villains. And although it annoyed me that a book seems to be perceived only in comparison to another work, I'll say this: they are both flawed. But not in the same way, not regarding the same things.

If We Were Villains has a plot, something The Secret History seems to forget from time to time for the sake of aesthetics and tropes. The story in IWWV revolves around the plot, as it should, so I didn't get the "ah shit we ran out of plot and now we have to drag it for hundreds of pages or else we're just a short story" feeling that I got with TSH.

But The Secret History develops the characters better. IWWV characters are nuanced, but that is just not clear enough, while TSH's (maybe because of said lack of interesting narrative matter) are exposed to the reader.

My point is, both books are enjoyable and have strengths and weaknesses and as always people will prefer one over the other depending on their style, soft spots, and sensitivity. Claiming the book YOU prefer is the absolute, flawless best and the other must be disregarded only makes you an asshole ❤️

#studyblr #bookblr #litblr #dark academia #I enjoyed both books but they are not that worth the hype imo #If We Were Villains #The Secret History #a bit of literary criticism #books #my posts

[ask-the-shorty-squad]

I'll be fine! You worry about yourself!! You're the target!

I'll be fine! If I could chop my hand off and replace it with Junkos I'm sure I'll be fine to deal with some analeptics!

Yeah we're getting off track. It would take a bit more than some analeptics to patch up a severed arm Nagi.

#despair teruteru #sdr2 goodbye despair #danganronpa 2 #danganronpa

[ieisia]

Albert Hofmann

Swiss chemist known for being the first to synthesize, ingest, and learn of the psychedelic effects of lysergic acid diethylamide(LSD). Hofmann's team also isolated, named and synthesized the principal psychedelic mushroomcompounds psilocybin and psilocin.

Of his decision to pursue a career as a chemist, Hofmann provided insight during a speech he delivered to the 1996 Worlds of Consciousness Conference in Heidelberg, Germany:

Discovery of LSD

In 1929 Hofmann became an employee of the pharmaceutical/chemical department of Sandoz Laboratories (now a subsidiary of Novartis) as a coworker of Arthur Stoll, founder and director of the pharmaceutical department. He began studying the medicinal plant Drimia maritima(squill) and the fungus ergot as part of a program to purify and synthesize active constituents for use as pharmaceuticals. His main contribution was to elucidate the chemical structure of the common nucleus of the Scilla glycosides (an active principle of Mediterranean squill). While researching lysergic acid derivatives, Hofmann first synthesized LSD on 16 November 1938. The main intention of the synthesis was to obtain a respiratory and circulatory stimulant (analeptic) with no effects on the uterus in analogy to nikethamide (which is also a diethylamide) by introducing this functional group to lysergic acid. It was set aside for five years, until 16 April 1943, when Hofmann reexamined it and discovered its powerful effects. He described what he felt as being:

Three days later, on 19 April 1943, Hofmann intentionally ingested 250 micrograms of LSD. This trip was not as pleasant, as he said those around him appeared to become demons, furniture shifted into wicked creatures and he himself felt demonically possessed. This day is now known as "Bicycle Day", because he began to feel the effects of the drug as he rode home on a bike. This was the first intentional LSD trip.

Hofmann's research with LSD influenced several psychiatrists, including Ronald A. Sandison, who developed its use in psychotherapy. Sandison's treatment at Powick Hospital in England received international acclaim.

Hofmann continued to take small doses of LSD throughout his life, and always hoped to find a use for it. In his memoir, he emphasized it as a "sacred drug": "I see the true importance of LSD in the possibility of providing material aid to meditation aimed at the mystical experience of a deeper, comprehensive reality."

Further research

Hofmann later discovered 4-Acetoxy-DET, a hallucinogenic tryptamine. He first synthesized 4-AcO-DET in 1958 in the Sandoz lab. Hofmann became director of Sandoz's natural products department and continued studying hallucinogenic substances found in Mexican mushrooms and other plants used by aboriginal people there. This led to the isolation and synthesis of psilocybin, the active agent of many "magic mushrooms". Hofmann also became interested in the seeds of the Mexican morning glory species Turbina corymbosa, called ololiuquiby natives. He was surprised to find the active compound of ololiuqui, ergine (LSA, lysergic acid amide), to be closely related to LSD.

In 1962, Hofmann and his wife Anita Hofmann traveled to Mexico to search for the psychoactive plant "Ska Maria Pastora" (Leaves of Mary the Shepherdess), later known as Salvia divinorum. He was able to obtain samples of it, but never succeeded in identifying its active compound, which has since been identified as salvinorin A. In 1963, Hofmann attended the annual convention of the World Academy of Arts and Sciences(WAAS) in Stockholm.

[helly-watermelonsmellinfellon]

Stuff I Want in DbD!

I put a lot of thought into this.

Survivors:

Descrying- When the Obsession is Hooked for more than 20 Seconds, the Perk activates. All Survivors will see each other’s Auras for the next 90 seconds. The Obsession is Broken for 60 Seconds after being Rescued from the Hook. The Perk will only stay activated if the Obsession is Rescued from the Hook. If the Obsession dies on the Hook, the Perk Deactivates.

Foil- Whenever your Aura is shown to the Killer, the Killer's Aura is shown to the Obsession for 5 seconds. Significantly lessens your chances of being the Obsession. Deactivates when the equipping Survivor reaches Hook Stage 2.

Reduction- So long as the Obsession is alive, the Killer experiences an additional 3% Speed reduction in BMS when carrying an Injured Survivor within 10m of the Obsession. The Obsession is Exposed when the Killer is carrying someone. Exposed Status Effect ends when the carried Survivor is Hooked or wiggles off.

Locked Out- Whenever you are in the Deep Wound State, hiding in a Locker for 5 Seconds will end the Deep Wound State and the Killer cannot open Lockers for the same duration. If you exit the Locker in a Sprint, you'll gain a 5% Haste boost for 5 Seconds.

Shattered- When Hooked for the first time, the Perk Activates. In 10 Seconds, the Hook automatically breaks, freeing you and leaving you Broken for 60 Seconds. The Hook will re-spawn the next time you are hit by the Killer's basic attack. (Does not apply to Basement Hooks.)

Forage- 100% guaranteed Ultra Rare Item. Leaves you Exposed for 60 Seconds each time you perform the Open Action on a Chest.

Carpenter- Each time you stun the Killer with a pallet, you gain a Token. Sacrifice 3 Tokens to repair any Broken pallet or wall.

Down-and-Out- When you reach your 2nd Hook Stage, all other Survivors receive a 6% Speed Boost in Action until you are Rescued. When activated, you become the Obsession.

Skillful- Every Great Skill Check achieved grants a Token which gives you a 1% Speed Boost in all Actions for a total of up to 5 Tokens. If the Killer Hits you with their Basic Attack, you automatically sacrifice all Tokens to prevent yourself from losing a Health State. If you don’t have 5 Tokens, you will lose all current Tokens as a penalty alongside the lost Health State. (BNP skillchecks don't count.)

Hooked Up- To Activate this Perk, the Injured Survivor Equipping it must be within a 16m of a Survivor in the Dying State and press Active Ability 2 to Mark them. If the Survivor in the Dying State is Hooked within 30 Seconds of the Perk Activating, they will be able to unHook themselves. Can only be used once per Survivor per Trial.

Vitality- You receive a Token every 30 Seconds you’re in an active Chase. Each Token increases your BMS by 1%, for a total of up to 5 Tokens. You lose 3 Tokes if you get Hit by the Killer’s Basic Attack.

Alive & Kicking- Once per Trial, when the equipping Survivor ends up in the Dying State for longer than 30 Seconds, they will Recover to the Healthy State instantly. The Perk Deactivates afterward.

Rendezvous- When two or more Injured Survivors are within 16m of each other, they will begin to Heal automatically. 1 Health State takes 35 Seconds. When this Perk is activated, Healing Injured Survivors is 2% faster for each Survivor within 10m.

Outlast- When Activated, this Perk allows for a Healthy Survivor to take an additional Hit before they can enter the Injured State, but they suffer a 2% speed reduction in BMS with each successful Hit. (Cancels out Rancor if the Survivor equipping this Perk is the Obsession.)

Scamper- (To Activate you must be Injured.) When the criteria are met, Press Active Ability 1 and receive a 200% Speed boost for 3 Seconds. Has a cool down of 90 Seconds. Activating makes you the Obsession. Cannot be used in conjunction with Exhaustion Perks. (If Scamper is equipped alongside an Exhaustion Perk, both will be Disabled during the Trial.)

Analeptic- Stunning or Blinding the Killer grants you a Token. Press Active Ability 2 to consume 4 Tokens to administer a special drug to a Dying or Injured Survivor. The Survivor is immediately returned to the Healthy State. Has a cool down of 90 Seconds that can move faster when inside the Killer’s Terror Radius.

Hatch King- You become the Obsession. Every time the Killer hits you with their Basic Attack, you gain a Token. Consuming 5 Tokens allows you to automatically open the Hatch if it has been closed by the Killer. If you are Hooked, you looked 3 Tokens.

Astral Projection- Being in tune with your own spirit allows you to see the Killer’s Aura. Your Aura is projected 16m closer to the Killer than you actually are, if the Killer has Activated an Aura-Reading Perk. (Unaffected by Nurse’s Calling. If you are being Healed by or are Healing a Survivor while the Killer has equipped Nurse’s Calling, both Survivors can see the Killer’s Aura, and are projected 16m closer to the Killer.)

Invulnerable- Grants 7 Seconds of invulnerability to the Killer’s Attacks once per trial. To Activate you must have: been Hooked once, been Healed 1 Health State by another Survivor once, rescued another Survivor from the Hook once, AND have no Exhaustion Perks equipped. (If equipped with an Exhaustion perk, they will both be Disabled during the Trial.)

Second Chances- If you get Rescued from the Hook within 20 Seconds of being Hooked, the time you were Hooked is negated. The next time you are Hooked will officially count as Hook Stage 1. However, if you are Hooked a 3rd time, Hook Stage 2 only lasts for 13 Seconds before you are Sacrificed.

KILLERS:

Do Over- When the Exit Gates are powered, the Killer can Activate this Perk on any Generator. As a result, 3 random Generators will lose power and automatically regress back to 0. The Exit Gates lose their power and one more Generator must be completed to power the Exit Gates once again. Can only be used once per trial. Not applicable if the Endgame Collapse has already started.

Not So Fast- Once at least one Exit Gate is Opened, Survivors must stay 10m outside its range for 60 Seconds. If any Survivors attempt to Escape in the next 60 Seconds, the Entity grabs them and places them in the direct center of the map, and removes a Health State as punishment.

Going Postal- Filled with rage, the Killer performs all Actions 6% faster once Stunned by the Obsession. Lasts for 30 Seconds and has no cool down.

Cut to the Chase- When in an active Chase, the Killer sees the Auras of all Survivors every 13 Seconds. When Auras are Revealed, the Killer's Lunge is extended.

Concuss- The Obsession starts the Trial Broken. If the Killer Hooks the Obsession within 60 Seconds of the trial starting, Survivors are Oblivious until the Obsession is Rescued. When the Obsession is Rescued, they remain Broken until another Survivor is Hooked.

Asthenia- When Hitting a Survivor with your Basic Attack, you Exhaust them immediately and force their Exhaustion timer to freeze for 60 Seconds. Has a cool down of 30 Seconds.

Kickback- When a Survivor touches a Generator within 30 Seconds of you damaging it, the Generator automatically explodes, regressing 20% of its total progression.

Trials & Tribulation- Anything that has a progression meter must be continuously worked on, or the meter begins to lose progress at 150% speed. Includes Repairing, Searching, Healing, Sabotaging, and Opening Actions.

OFFERINGS:

Black Ice- The map is covered in a thin sheet of Black Ice that readuces the Survivor BMS by 2%.

Murder- The amount of crows that usually spawn in the map is tripled and their caws are twice as loud.

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I had to delete so many perks from both sides cuz DbD managed to implement so many in the past 2 years! If I think of more Killer Perks I'll add them.

#dead by daylight #dbd #WIP of 3 years tbh

[cxnsolatio]

✚✚✚  lilith  —  @redlips-blooddrops-deux

It had gotten worse again. The ear-splitting screams, the smoke, equally assailant of the eyes and the lungs, the many stenches of survival and death. And with it, the symptoms of which condition he could not tell anymore, the insidiousness of both disorder and withdrawal intertwining into the same thread of hardship past and present higher authorities spun in his name. He woke up, and it did seem he woke up a number of times disproportionate to those he fell asleep, acutely aware of the changes to his heart rate and blood pressure, even by his standards, more than humble fluctuations of routine. At least these manifestations he could keep intimately hidden, making no one the wiser. Of his eyes, people had grown accustomed to their unsightly appearance, so much so they held it as standard. His hands, however, were harder to render invisible.

The tremors marred his pride as everything that he was, a captain, a doctor, a man. How could it not be so, when even the task of shaving, habitual by nature and methodical in execution, proved difficult? It had surprised, infuriated him to find the cakes amiss from their storage box, for sure not taken but consumed. How could he have been so careless as to let them disappear? He was always so disciplined in his expenditures! If he was not, was he actually himself? A single droplet of scarlet fell onto the sink, carrying with it gallons of shame.

Law donned coveralls of his own, Tang yellow, so that he could keep his hands pocketed and concealed from the crew, lest the sight of his digits stripped of all sureness unnerve them, further adding to the captain's list of quandaries to fix. As he traversed the metal corridors of their home, he dispensed nods and smirks alike in acknowledgement to everyday jibes. Good morning, Captain, you look like crap today. Did you even sleep? Do you ever? Of fucking course he did.

In a dark niche where he fit like a grotesque in a cathedral, Law uncovered his hands, extended five fingers ahead. There are five stages to sleep deprivation. Each more distressing than the former, an ever-increasing nightmare of fatigue and disconnection from reality, crystallising in psychosis. Why would anyone believe that he, who treasured his mind, and the family he had fashioned over the years over his own existence, would gamble theirs on his personal rest, or lack thereof? Law would not lose either mind or family a second time. Sleep could, after all, be induced. The persuasion better than nought.

Every so often, Law needed a little help, and this he sought no further than his own acquired pharmacological knowledge, himself capable of providing the medicine needed through cultivation or purchasing of ingredients, isolation of active principles, the fashioning of drugs. It would not do this time — he needed her. Rather, he needed the culture only she could source and whose details would not share, that rarest of poppies, the analeptic properties of her opulent beauty notwithstanding. But it was prophylaxis he required besides treatment. He required his hands to return.

***

The cobblestone mirrored the red lights which emanated from the cabaret and filled the street with an aura of dangerous sensuality. Patrons awaited at the door, the evening breeze carrying voices and giggles which betrayed gambling intent, promises of a night well spent. Unlike them, it was not the illusion of easy fortune or the palpitations choreographed by glistening legs en suite which had brought Law here, but the contraband. All else, displays of sinful worship in this temple of vice, may come as dividends bestowed upon him by the Bellerose herself, if in a charitable mood. God willing.

Law lifted the hood of his coat over his hat, half-concealing the spots from view, not quite succeeding at looking inconspicuous. Such would have been undoable anyway, given Kikoku's slumber against his arm and shoulder, as if in loving embrace. Then again, anonymity was not the goal the doctor was striving for, only a balance between recognition and privacy so he could conduct his business with the Madame in peace.

He saw that Russo fellow, Law recalled, motion for the next person in line to come closer for inspection and admittance or exclusion. Muttering under his breath, he cursed the security for always making him part from his blade, even though it would always be returned unscathed upon the owner's compliance, what reasonable alternative did Law have? The man was a pain in the arse, and number one in what felt like an endless catalogue of obstacles before the owner could be reached. What a shame his sideburns looked particularly plain today, lessening the chances of Bellerose finally cracking under the weight of his handsomeness and grant him a VIP pass to release him of all this preceding ado! 

A band-aid with a childish doodle of a single bear face could be found on his right jaw, where the tremor had maimed him.

#redlips blooddrops deux #✚ | ❝ i have seen many things in a lifetime alone / mother love is no more ; bring this savage back home ❞ { v / main } #✚ | ❝ though i am blessed with an inner strength / some they would call it a penance ❞ { ic }