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starryhologram · 9 months

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CCCC SCP AU MASTER POST

AKA I put Whole in the electric chair and everybody loved it

and renamed him Simon.

DISCLAIMER: This AU handles imaginary medical malpractice and imagery of outdated and misuse of execution and medical equipment and procedures. Real medical practice should not be demonized and feared. Also this does not follow any actual SCP Lore, it is only simply used as a base/jumping off point for my evil science fiction experiments.

SCP-3775

Item #: SCP-3775

Object Class: Euclid

Status: Contained Special Containment Procedures: SCP-3775 does not require any specific or strict containment procedures. If SCP-3775 begins to show any signs of distress or erratic behavior, SCP-3775 is to be moved to a 5m x 5m room while awaiting medical examination.

N/A See Addendum 3775-008, 3775-013, and 3775-019

SCP-3775 is to be contained within three conjoined 5m x 5m rooms. It is to be kept alive whether in state 3775-A or 3775-B. In state 3775-A SCP-3775 is to be monitored at all times to determine mental stability. SCP-3775 is to be kept physically restrained to a specially built wooden chair and electrocuted through electrodes fastened on the head through a screwed metal halo.

In state 3775-B three separate instances of SCP-3775 must be monitored.

Addendum 3775-008: SCP-3775-008 is to be kept alive with minimal monitoring but must be kept in the room furthest from SCP-3775-013. Failure to comply with containment procedures of SCP-3775-008 will result in potential harm to SCP-3775-013.

Addendum 3775-013: SCP-3775-013 is to be kept alive with moderate monitoring. SCP-3775-013 is permitted to interact within the same room as SCP-3775-019 under personnel supervision.

Addendum 3776-019: SCP-3775-019 is to be kept alive with strict and constant monitoring. Personnel assigned to SCP-3775-019 are instructed to wear protective noise cancelling headphones when interacting with SCP-3775-019. Personnel are instructed to not listen to any vocalizations from SCP-3775-019 under any circumstances. Other means of communication are permitted.

Description: In state 3775-A SCP-3775 appears to be an average white human male in his early twenties with curly black hair and brown eyes. Subject has been measured at 178 cm in height. Subject was born 20?? on ??????? ??th. Subject has no known living relatives at this time.

In state 3775-B, three instances of SCP-3775 exist.

SCP-3775-008 appears similar to SCP-3775 with exceptions such as missing eyes, replaced by hollow sockets which allow abnormal purple veins and bone structures to be exposed. Subject’s hair seems to become dyed purple towards the ends. Subject has irremovable purple coloration on its lips as well.

SCP-3775-013 appears similar to SCP-3775 with exceptions such as a total of five eyes that faintly glow a light blue color. Subject also features a luminescent organ similar to that of an esca as seen on the body of an Anglerfish. Subject’s hair seems to become dyed blue towards the ends. Subject has irremovable blue coloration on its lips as well.

SCP-3775-019 appears similar to SCP-3775 with exceptions such as what appears to be scar tissue along the right half of its body with epidermal red dots clustered around joints and around the eyes. Subject’s right eye is abnormal with a grey sclera and white iris and pupil. Subject’s left sclera is white with a red iris and black pupil. Subject’s hair seems to become dyed red towards the ends. Subject has irremovable red coloration on its lips as well.

Subject’s vocalizations sounds similar to that of an autotuned version of SCP-3775’s. It is hypnotic and [REDACTED]. Like one would imagine an [REDACTED] to sound like. It is impossible to resist to do as he commands.

SCP-3775-019 has been modified to have a welded metal muzzle to its face to prevent auditory vocal noise from coming from the subject.

History and Past Proceedings: The Foundation became aware of SCP-3775 due to widespread video circulation of music the subject created. Audience and viewers became enraptured with the music and upon listening were unable to function properly without the music playing in a conscious audio range.

Once obtained and studied, it appears no process in which SCP-3775 creates music is abnormal to that of any other modern musician.

After a prolonged period of time spent at the SCP Facility, SCP-3775 began to become distressed and showed signs of mental health decline, similar to that of severe clinical depression. Once the subject had hit a peak in its mental instability, it began to physically split into three instances of itself. This state shall be referred to as State 3775-B, the prior singular instance of SCP-3775 will be referred to as State 3775-A.

Accessing Past Data Records…

Old Survey Data Found…

Please fill out this Mandatory Personnel Survey if you have 1) Come into contact with SCP-3775 or any of its instances. 2) Listened to any audio/tonal/musical recordings created by SCP-3775.

Have you listened to any music created by SCP-3775 in the past 12 hours? Example Given: [CORRUPTED FILE CANNOT BE RECOVERED] ▫️Yes ▫️No ▫️I’m not sure Have you experienced any of the following symptoms upon listening to audio/tonal/musical recordings created by SCP-3775? ▫️Strong or irresistible urge to replay recording. ▫️Mental and/or physical inability to complete activities without auditory sensory input created by SCP-3775 ▫️Lapse in cognitive functions in favor of activities relating to SCP-3775, its instances or its music. ▫️Strong or irresistible urge to seek others affected by SCP-3775’s music. ▫️Mental fatigue that can only be cured by listening to SCP-3775’s music.

Do you grant permission for Foundation Personnel Staff to use your physical and psychological anatomical resources for further research of SCP-3775? Risks may include threat of bodily/emotional/mental harm. ▫️Yes ▫️No If Yes, please send additional information regarding Name, Address, Age, and other relevant details to [HYPERLINK NOT FOUND]

Thank you for completing this Mandatory Personnel Survey

S.C.P. Secure. Contain. Protect.

Accessing Past Data Record…

Audio Transcript File Found…

SCP-3775_Interview_15/11/2022.txt Interview Personnel (IP): “Interview recording date November 15th, 2022, 3:23 PM. Audio recording of [DATA_EXPUNGED] interview with SCP-3775.” SCP-3775: “You can call me [DATA_EXPUNGED] you know.” IP: “It is for easier assessment and research purposes that we identify you by your item number.” SCP-3775: Exhales forcefully. “I’m not a [EXPLETIVE] item.” %Sounds of shuffling.% IP: “Regardless, I simply need to have you do a test for me.” SCP-3775: “Fine.” IP: “I have here with me an ordinary electronic piano keyboard. Would you please demonstrate how you play it?” %Sounds of shuffling.% %A short melody is played on a keyboard.% IP: “What song was that?” SCP-3775: “It’s called The Mind Electric, its by a band I like.” IP: “Does it have lyrics?” SCP-3775: “Yeah, do you want me to sing it?” IP: “Please.” %The audio recording cuts out for a few moments.% IP: “Thank you. You play very well.” SCP-3775: “Yeah, thanks.” %Silence.% SCP-3775: “Are we done here? Can I go home?” IP: “We have to make sure the music you create- and yourself as a being- are safe to be interacted with. Do you know how your music affects people?” SCP-3775: “What? What’s so strange about people affected by my music?” IP: “Listeners tend to become irrationally obsessed with your music.” SCP-3775: “What? That isn’t even weird! Plus- what about all those musicians more popular than me? With obsessive fans! I can’t be the only one!” IP: “Please, calm down, it is for your safety that we study and assess this situation and that we take all precautions necessary for the best results.” SCP-3775: “No! I want to go home. You can’t keep me here!” IP: “End of interview recording.” Pause Play Time 5:54/5:54

Accessing Past Data Records…

Surveillance Notes Found…

SCP-3775_Surveillance_21/11/2022.txt No audio recording is provided alongside footage. Documentation Start Time 13:46:23 13:46:23 SCP-3775 is pacing the room. 13:53:12 SCP-3775 moves to sit on the bed. 13:53:40 SCP-3775 begins grasping at its sleeves in a self-soothing way. 13:58:25 SCP-3775 lays down on the bed in a fetal position. 14:01:32 [DATA EXPUNGED] enters the room. SCP-3775 makes no notion to acknowledge this. 14:01:58 [DATA EXPUNGED] stands next to the bed and looks down at SCP-3775. 14:02:45 [DATA EXPUNGED] calmly communicates verbally with SCP-3775. 14:03:00 SCP-3775 yells angrily in response. 14:03:03 [DATA EXPUNGED] retreats away from the bed defensively. His hands are open in a symbol of non threatening behavior. 14:03:05 SCP-3775 does not calm down, continues yelling, begins to grow more agitated. 14:03:07 [DATA EXPUNGED] makes his way towards the door. 14:03:11 SCP-3775 has stopped yelling. 14:03:12 [DATA EXPUNGED] yells back a short declaration assertively. 14:03:15 [DATA EXPUNGED] leaves the room. 14:03:20 SCP-3775 begins to cry violently, returning to its previous position on the bed. 14:19:53 SCP-3775 has stopped crying. 14:20:01 SCP-3775 stares at the ceiling. 14:45:27 SCP-3775 falls asleep. End notes of interest.

Accessing Past Data Records

Surveillance Notes Found…

SCP-3775_Surveillance_25/11/2022.txt Audio transcript provided alongside footage. Documentation Start Time 18:37:15 18:37:15 SCP-3775 sits on its bed, holding itself tightly while breathing heavily. 18:37:20 SCP-3775 lets out a scream of desperation. 18:37:26 SCP-3775 begins to move erratically. 18:37:38 [DATA EXPUNGED] enters the room. 18:37:40 [DATA EXPUNGED]: “Hey! What are-.” 18:37:41 SCP-3775 screams again. 18:37:43 [DATA EXPUNGED] draws a stunning device. 18:37:44 The visual feed cuts out. [DATA EXPUNGED] screams. 18:38:07 The visual feed is restored. Four figures are now in the room. Three look like SCP-3775. [DATA EXPUNGED] is lying on her back on the ground. She stands up slowly. 18:38:10 The Red SCP-3775 clone (?) points at [DATA EXPUNGED]. “Get out.” It says 18:38:11 [DATA EXPUNGED] leaves the room hurriedly. 18:38:20 Red SCP-3775 looks to Blue SCP-3775 and Purple SCP-3775. It says “Well, you two look fine. We should get out of here.” Blue SCP-3775 and Purple SCP- 3775 nod accordingly. 18:38:30 The three SCP-3775s leave the room. Access of hallway cameras denied. 18:57:04 Only the Red SCP-3775 is dragged back into the room by multiple personnel wearing noise canceling headphones. 18:57:47 Red SCP-3775 is restrained with a loose straight jacket and a high tech deafening muzzle with red armature limbs attached. 18:57:53 Red SCP-3775 begins kicking the Personnel. 18:57:55 Personnel tazes Red SCP-3775. 18:57:56 The visual feed cuts out. 18:58:20 The visuals feed returns. SCP-3775-A is sitting where Red SCP-3775 was, but is no longer wearing the muzzle or straight jacket. 18:58:30 Personnel leave. End notes of interest.

Accessing Past Data Records…

Surveillance Notes Found…

SCP-3775_Surveillance_08/12/2022.txt Log following updated securement protocols of SCP-3775 in State 3775-A. Audio transcript provided alongside footage. 06:03:02 SCP-3775-A is put into a medically induced unconscious state while sleeping. 06:20:07 Six metal screws are drilled into SCP-3775-A’s skull. 06:30:35 A metal halo is fastened to the screws. 06:48:24 SCP-3775-A is placed into a wooden chair with metal conductors attached to the top. 06:50:46 SCP-3775-A is secured with leather straps to the chair, and the conductor is mounted to the metal halo. 06:51:13 SCP-3775-A is removed from the medically induced unconscious state, but does not wake up immediately. 07:12:41 SCP-3775-A begins to wake. 07:13:03 SCP-3775-A pulls at it restraints. “Hey.” It says. “Hey, what the [EXPLETIVE]?” It then seems to notice the metal halo, and reacts in horror. “Holy [EXPLETIVE] [EXPLETIVE]. What the [EXPLETIVE] have you done to me? What the [EXPLETIVE]?” It continues to curse under its breath and begins to cry. 07:13:40 Three Foundation Personnel wearing noise cancelling headphones and general protective gear enter the room, and silently give a signal to an observing personnel not present in the room. 07:13:45 The lights flicker as the chair is activated. SCP-3775-A screams. 07:13:47 A terrible ripping sound is heard, like flesh being torn. It is difficult to describe what happens to SCP-3775-A’s body. It appears as though it is turned inside out. It begins at the chest area and folds outwards. The chair disappears alongside SCP-3775-A as SCP-3775-B emerge. The three look just as horrified as SCP-3775-A. 07:14:09 The three personnel move to detain each instance of SCP-3775-B, removing SCP-3775-008 (Purple) and SCP-3775-013 (Blue) and remove them immediately, placing them in a separate room. 07:15:10 SCP-3775-019 (Red) stands alone in the room with one last Personnel.

07:15:20 The Personnel speaks, as SCP-3775-019 is still wearing the muzzle and loose straight jacket. “You would find it wise to not be any trouble. You are here for the safety of the world, and we will not hesitate to cut your tongue if necessary.” 07:15:25 The Personnel leaves, 07:15:50 SCP-3775-019 sits down on the ground and stares into the wall. This continues for several hours. End notes of interest.

Accessing Updated Data Records…

Experiment Notes Found…

SCP-3775_Experiment_26/07/2023.txt Documentation Start Time 20:14:46 20:14:46 SCP-3775 is administered a sedative, causing it to lose consciousness. 20:14:50 Personnel enter SCP-3775’s containment cell, remove it from its chair and place it on a metal operating table. 20:15:02 [REDACTED] prepares SCP-3775 for incision. 20:15:33 [REDACTED] opens SCP-3775’s neck using metal grade scalpel, inspecting its vocal chords. 20:18:21 [REDACTED] administers [DATA EXPUNGED] directly into SCP-3775’s vocal chords. *Editorial Note: [REDACTED] notes that the organ had become inflamed almost immediately, noting an abnormally sensitive reaction to the serum. 20:20:46 [REDACTED] closes up the incision and personnel return SCP-3775 to its chair. 20:21:35 Personnel leave. End notes of interest. For further reading of Experimental log visit [HYPERLINK].

#cccc #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #starryart #cj heart #cj soul #cj mind #cj whole #art #drawing #sketch #SCP #loosely based on SCP lol #copied this from discord so some spoiled texts are now revealed :(#tw gore #tw body horror #cjverse chatroom #cccc scp au

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cindernet-explorer · 22 days

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U'nia Redfeather

B A S I C S

Name: U'nia Redfeather Vairemont

Nicknames: Nia (following the same as Seeker names), "babygirl" (from A'vyra), "cutie" (from her sister)

Age: 27 (as of the end of EW)

Nameday: 32nd Sun of the 5th Umbral Moon

Race: Mixed Duskwight/Xaela

Gender: Woman (she/her)

Orientation: Demi Lesbian

Profession: Chef, Wandering Adventurer, Lifter of Women

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Shock white, dyed black. Usually kept extremely long, but has been cut and kept short recently.

Eyes: Bright red with star pupils. Glowing.

Skin: Greyish-Blue, coated in scales (where some are permanently light-scarred).

Tattoos/scars: Coated in blade scars. A paw print tattoo on her ass.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Ameline Vairemont (mama) and [REDACTED] Ino Ahkiba (step-mom)

Siblings: Nabette!! (older sister)

Grandparents: None that deserve to be in her life nor mentioned.

In-laws and Other: No in-laws yet but eventually Alphinaud/Ameliance/Fourchenault (<-that's how you spell his name??)

Pets: I waffle around on whether to make her whittret canon or not, but if so his name is Miso!

S K I L L S

Abilities: Swordsmanship, throwing punches hard enough to crack skulls, weapon summoning and imbuement, generally strong aetheric control, soulsight

Hobbies: Fishing, Cooking, Reading, Photography, Volleyball, Cuddling

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Patience

Most Negative Trait: Self-sacrificing

L I K E S

Colors: Reds and blues! black as well as some darker greens.

Smells: Bergamot, old tomes, sea air

Textures: Engravings (whether in wood or metal), the subtle smoothness of a deck of cards, the warm hands of her partners

Drinks: Mint tea, water, tsai tou vounou, whiskey

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: Nope!

Drinks: Socially

Drugs: Nope!

Mount Issuance: A red draught chocobo named Plantain (because she's too big for a standard one), and a black Yol [Name TBD] (who coincidentally happened to be her sister's. It came to her when she called after completing Bardam's Mettle, as it recognized her.)

Been Arrested: Not officially, because she's escaped arrest each time.

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Tagged by: @hazelkjt (ty!)

Tagging: @bunnyboybosom @prudentfolly @ahollowgrave @verysmallcyborg @nhaneh @hinganskies @selnyam

(no pressure to do these as per usual)

#yes her surname isnt actually Redfeather #shock and surprise #Lore: U'nia Redfeather #wol memery #Memes: U'nia Redfeather #if i get tagged again ill do another character

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aita-blorbos · 9 months

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AITA for saving my grandchild's life?

After the brutal murder of my mother several years ago, I ([redacted]F) have been trying my best to lead this continent in the best way I can think of to avoid such a tragedy happening again. Given the horrific nature of her death as part of a genocide led against our people, all I have left is some... relics related to her, one of which is a very precious... stone. I'm not going to go into details here, but over the course of the years since her death, I believed I had found a way to revive her using this stone. I created a series of homonculi in the hopes that, given a vessel, the remnants of my mother housed within this stone could come back to life. This turned out not to be true; instead of becoming a living recreation of my mother, the homonculi developed their own personalities. This was disappointing, but I accepted that perhaps some things just weren't meant to be, and allowed them to live as normal humans. The last of my attempts, my now-beloved daughter S (20F), had a weak heart, and so I realised that removing the stone from her body would be life-threatening. It seems the strange properties of my mother's stone have the side effect of stimulating a proper heart rhythm. I, of course, have made her aware of this, as I feel like it would be wrong to hide such crucial medical information from her. Recently, S has fallen in love with and married the captain of my personal army, J ([redacted]M), a young man of great character, who has saved my own life before. When I heard they were expecting a child, I was overjoyed. Unfortunately, S's weak constitution made the pregnancy incredibly difficult for her. It was clear she would not survive the birth and, when her child was born without a heartbeat, she begged me to take the stone from her heart and use it to save her baby. Although distraught, I complied with my daughter's final wishes and managed to save the child (B, 0X). It seems, however, that using the stone on a natural-born human may have had some interesting effects. Not once has anyone heard the child cry, or even so much as whimper. Frankly, I can understand why this might be unsettling, especially in a new-born, but considering the child is otherwise perfectly healthy, I don't believe this is anything to worry about. J, though, refuses to understand this. I suspect his response is likely due to the grief of losing his wife (he does not seem to recognise that I have also lost my daughter) combined with the stress of becoming a first-time single father. I have been doing my best to assist with the child (my grandchild!), but he is accusing me of having done "something terrible" to the baby and insinuating that I chose to kill my beloved S. I know this situation is hard on him, but it's hard on me, too, and I don't know how to explain to him that all I did was follow his wife's dying wishes to save the child's life. Since he seems to be determined that I am somehow at fault for this, I have to ask: AITA?

Edit: A fire broke out in the monastery last night. Although it was brought under control, both J and B have disappeared without a trace. I fear the worst.

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

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grumpy-limsan-customs-cat · 20 days

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Info Tidbits - Eurie

B A S I C S

Name: Athell Eurie (Originally [REDACTED])

Nicknames: Eurie

Age: Late 30s

Nameday: 7th Sun of the 7th Moon

Race: Elezen Wildwood (Sharlayan)

Gender: Female

Orientation: Aethersexual, doesn't care about gender

Profession: Researcher of Aetherology, occasional adventurer with her Red Mage abilities.

P H Y S I C A L A S P E C T S

Hair: Dull earthy brown, with ends dyed in striking warm orange hue.

Eyes: Aether Blue.

Skin: Tanned warm brown.

Tattoos/scars: A tattoo covering the top part of her face, like orange paint brushed over in a cross-pattern, a scar crossing diagonally over her right eye.

F A M I L Y

Parents: Alive and kicking in Sharlayan, but Eurie prefers not to talk about them.

Siblings: None.

Grandparents: Never mentioned outside vague statements of burdens that come with family accomplishments.

In-laws and Other: Eurie's teacher in Aetherology and Red Magic, not spoken of fondly like with everyone else Eurie knew in Sharlayan.

Pets: Void Insect Specimen #1 - or Vis1, a shinies-obsessed voidbug that was given to her to use for her research. Fervently experimented on, but closest Eurie has for a pet.

S K I L L S

Abilities: Expert in Red Magic, leaning more towards Lightning-based magic over the others. An ability she calls "Sensitive hands", being able to get a feeling of someone's ebb, flow and state of aether through touch.

Hobbies: Her research, collecting monster parts, examining and experimenting on (consenting) people.

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Observant, intelligent and friendly - when it suits her.

Most Negative Trait: Utterly self-serving and self-centered with dubious moral code at best.

L I K E S

Colors: Blues, purples and reds - though she prefers to wear only the latter.

Smells: Charred things, the smell of electricity in the air.

Textures: Fur and leather.

Drinks: Tea and coffee.

O T H E R D E T A I L S

Smokes: Doesn't.

Drinks: Doesn't drink alcohol, she hates the way it dulls the senses.

Drugs: Addicted to aether and chases that high of power through drinking Ethers and other dubious means.

Mount Issuance: Doesn't have a mount of her own.

Been Arrested: Not yet at least.

Tagged by: @wpip-raham Thank you!

Tagging: @meandering-mind @eorzean-wayfinder @ffxivaltstars @ffxivtribehydrae @nekun-uul @thorneyes AND YOU

#ffxiv #tag meme #basic info meme #Athell Eurie #Another excuse to flesh out the new elf #She might be my most Evil-leaning character....

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fluffsoo · 8 months

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Now let's talk about Hush. Can we talk about Hush please? I've been dying to talk about Hush with you all day, okay?

I have been working my way through the Redacted audios like a being fully possessed for the last few weeks since I discovered the channel. Hush and the mystery of what the fuck he is has overtaken my brain and I need to voice my thoughts so that they will stop plaguing my every waking moment.

This is gonna be long. It's gonna be erratic as fuck. It's probably not even gonna make any sense or be the littlest bit true, but theorizing gives my life joy and I wanna talk about it. Take my hand, join me.

So Hush. The two prevailing theories are that he is either a sovereign or a shade. To be honest I've jumped between both theories off and on... at this point though I don't believe he is a sovereign, and I really do flip flop on him being a shade, fully fed or otherwise. The way I see it is.... I think he's an experiment of the Sovereigns to become the ideal creature to serve their needs.

Sovereigns created d(a)emons out of pure arcana as beings to serve them. Made them dependent on their energy to live. But they made d(a)emons too powerful. They became rebellious. So the sovereigns went looking for others to serve them and found humanity. They gifted the humans magic, but not as powerful as d(a)emons in the hopes that it would keep them from being able to rebel, and this would have worked if the d(a)emons hadn't discovered that humans could fuel them like the sovereigns and the two teamed up to fight their rulers.

We know that the sovereigns have tried making other "races" before; when they tried to make humans with powers more similar to d(a)emons it turned them into the vampires, so the idea of them experimenting on finding the balance isn't too crazy. To find the happy medium of arcane power to be strong but not self sufficient enough to turn against them like the others did...

The sovereigns want out of their prison under the river of Death. They have messengers, shades, passing their demands for freedom to people like CloseKnit, but I don't see them as the type to wait idly by, hoping that the humans will listen and find a way to release them. What they need isn't a messenger, they need an enforcer acting in their interests on Elegy. A being formed to be more and less than their last creations.

Maybe it's just some of the wording used by Reticuli that gets my brain whirling with the ideas of Hush being an amalgamation of d(a)emonkind and humanity... The choice of "abomination" and "dissect" just really makes me feel like he is an experiment, one that the Chorus somehow has discovered and is trying to figure out too. Reticuli and Hush speak to each other like there is some sort of arrangement between the Chorus and him. The ultimatum of "You agree to the terms or you cease to exist." means there's something they're trying to get from Hush. I would assume it's answers on what the fuck he is. I don't recall there being much lore out there right now on the Chorus (though if I'm mistaken please shoot me those references I crave knowledge) so who knows what their plans are or what they could have wanted Hush for....

We know Hush is new to Elegy and he's come here for what we can only assume are devious intentions, given his multiple warnings that the listener saving may end up being the worst mistake of their life. To be new to Elegy, and having run-ins with the Chorus, would mean he possibly came from Aria, or passed through Aria at least. To have been on Aria means he has to be made of arcana like d(a)emons, but even the council of d(a)emons doesn't know what he is. He has an insane amount of magic at his disposal, given the way he was able to obliterate a fucking demon by pumping so much magic into him that he was eviscerated. But he doesn't have a magical core.

With the big blast of magic being the only like.... outward show of power we've seen from him so far it can't be confirmed but I wonder if maybe the "balance" of power for him is that he lacks the core he needs to use the intense amount of arcana he possesses. Like I feel as if that would be an interesting way for the Sovereigns to keep him from getting too out of hand (and one day rebelling like their other creations).

(jfc I typed out a whole paragraph about this and then tumblr ate it so here's my second attempt that will in no way be as good as the first was) The way my mind imagines it, it's like Hush used Doc's core almost in reverse. A human's magical core is supposed to like "purify" the raw arcana into something that they can use. Their threads connect up to Aria, pulling down the arcana through the hole they make in the Meridian and then into their core to turn it into the less powerful "magic" that won't just completely destroy their physical bodies. But with Hush it's like he has access to the full pure spectrum of arcana but no way to bring it past the Meridian, unlike d(a)emonkind that don't need to worry about their power passing through the Meridian. He needed to use Doc's core to squeeze it through their hole in the Meridian "like channeling the entire force of a river through a pinhole".

Like if that's what was really going on how the fuck DID Doc survive that? Enough arcane force to completely unravel a DEMON shot pure through a human's simple magical core... It seems like it would at least burn out their core, which we don't know if that happened to Doc yet so it's a possibility, unless his abilities were somehow designed with that in mind? Some sort of failsafe to keep from overloading the core he used? But like I said that's very much an out-there theory at the moment and idk if what I'm trying to convey makes any sense I just find the way his power was shown to be so interesting and I really wanna learn more!

Anyways to the last point in this insane rambling I wanna talk about Inversion. We have no way of knowing just where on the timeline Hush's video takes place as of right now. Considering some meta regarding videos being released recently I have some ideas on that. The channel right now is in a split, with more of the slice-of-life storylines having moved on from the Inversion and are now, according to the timeline, almost 2 years Post Inversion. But the more story heavy arcs (the Balance, Carpe Deus, Sovereign State, Project Meridian) are sitting around the immediate moments of Post Inversion or have not been given a canonical place on the timeline yet (Project Meridian I'm looking at you but I have theories on that too)

As of now Sovereign State still isn't up on the timeline but the last few videos in that series show that Avior and Starlight popped back to Elegy right before the Inversion and helped with the fallout. Carpe Deus has Vega and Warden heading to CloseKnit and according to the last updates on the timeline for them they are still in Pre Inversion. The Balance left off directly Post Inversion as well, Elliott left CloseKnit and went to the Department for help only to learn that it just happened. These are all falling close enough to each other in time that I feel confident putting the idea out there that Hush's appearance falls in this group moreso than the 2 year Post Inversion timeline.

So that idea leads to two options. Was Hush the cause of the Inversion, or was he the fallout? I can see both being plausible. If he came to Elegy with a mission Pre Inversion then that mission could very well have been to open the rift between Death and Elegy for the Sovereigns. It would definitely solidify his claims that he is not a good person and Doc would regret saving his life, especially if they learn that he's the reason all those people died. Personally though, I believe the Inversion had to happen in order to create Hush.

With my theory of Hush being an experiment of the Sovereigns, a new type of being they're creating to serve a purpose for them, I see Inversion as the proverbial lighting strike needed to give their Frankenstein life. Think about it. If it was just a feeding frenzy for the shades, why not open the rift on a more populated unempowered human city? Why was it so convenient that the rift opened on a stadium full of empowered humans during an event that made sure there would be a huge population of magical people there? Because they were feeding on immense power to channel into their creation.

Here's a quote from the timeline that fueled this idea for me specifically: "Brachium comes to the realization that this act wasn't meant as an invasion, but rather as a feast, where the forces below the river of Death could gorge on the magic and energy of those who died. He wonders how much time they have left before something greater than Shades breaks free."

Now could they have just been feeding on all this power to make themselves stronger in order to soon break out of their prison themselves? Yeah. Absolutely. Damn... maybe Hush did cause the Inversion then for the Sovereigns...

No no I'm gonna stick to my guns. I think the Inversion funneled enough power to the Sovereigns trapped under the river of Death that they were able to channel it into creating a being to enforce their will for escape down on Elegy.

And why would I stick to this silly little theory after I just sort of proved myself wrong with a different, more plausible theory?

Because that Frankenstein parallel I just made hit so good on just like a storytelling principle that I got lightheaded. and having the Sovereigns break themselves out now just wouldn't be as fun.

Anyways, in summary since this post has really gotten away from me at this point: I think the Sovereigns made Hush using the power they got from the Inversion. I think he's an experiment of theirs on how to better combine d(a)emonkind and humanity's power but still keep it in check so that they don't end up with another resistance. I think he's going to converge with a few of the current story-heavy characters like Blake and Avior and if so I am eagerly awaiting the crossovers of all the immediate Post Inversion storylines happening right now.

And lastly I just wanna say that every time I say Hush is an "experiment" I just picture him as Stitch. He is so Stitch coded you don't even understand.

#redacted audio #redactedverse #redacted hush #redacted theories #can we talk about how the only 2 posts i've made for this fandom are both hush related #i literally discovered the channel the day the hush audio dropped ok we are connected in ways no one will ever understand #i've been working up the nerve to post this for like a week please talk to me about your theories lets be besties

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TO DO: BITE THE HAND THAT FEEDS ME

PERSONAL DETAILS

NAME... archibald adams

NICKNAMES / OTHER NOTABLE... leech, archie, canis, bloodhound, hanging man's cannon fodder, fucked up little freak ( by enemies and friends alike )

PRONOUNS... he / him / his

AGE... twenty-eight

BIRTHDAY... july 2nd

STAR SIGN... cancer

SEXUALITY... bisexual / greyromantic

ALIGNMENT... chaotic neutral

PERSONALITY TYPE... enfp-t, the campaigner

ENNEAGRAM... type six, the loyalist

FAMILY... diane adams ( mother ), douglas redacted ( father, estranged / possibly deceased )

INFLUENCES... tyler durden ( fight club ), jesse pinkman ( breaking bad ), the priest ( fleabag ), denji ( chainsaw man ), stu macher ( scream ), luke crain ( the haunting of hill house ), b-rabbit ( 8 mile ), steve-o ( real person but essential to his makeup, also jackass )

SUBSTANCE

a turbulent jester; wicked smile, swinging switchblade, obedient dog. he thrashes wildly between carefully collected chaos and teetering over into the deep end. substance abuse paired with bipolar disorder make him hard to gauge and even harder to communicate with. he is one of two things at all times; trapped somewhere between mischievously playing the fool and a poorly restrained bloodhound, snarling and drooling, red ichor spilled wet between fangs.

APPEARANCE DETAILS

HAIR... kept short, dyed a yellowish blonde often with grown out dark brown roots

EYES... deep brown, almost black, swallow light whole

BUILD... lean and lanky but packed with power, akin to a stray dog.

HEIGHT... 6'3"

NOTABLE MARKS... heavily tattooed from the neck down, arms and hands peppered with small scars. heavier scarring on his back and torso in long slashes, bullet hole in his right shoulder. foul play. always bringing a knife to a gun fight.

USUAL COUNTENANCE... grey / purple tinted under eye bags, prone to a bloody nose, sallow skin, surprisingly pretty straight, white smile

BIOGRAPHY( tw : // drug abuse, drug use, violence, neglect )

he was unleashed into a single bedroom apartment in queens; dingy furniture and a smoke screen, walls stained yellow and black, the air toxic in the form of mold and second-hand inhalation. he was just a child, his mother passing her sickness onto him and a father he'd never met, a name he'd never heard. he were raised on ruthlessness, survival, and necessity. he was never the most important thing to his poor mother, her illness always drawing her attention to other places, but even still, she’d always loved him. he wasn’t given the right to an easy life, primarily taking care of himself since he'd learned to walk and talk, and then by age ten taking care of their mother too at times. in the early years of his life he was a prodigy, infatuated with math and science and all things technology. the rise of the android had scarcely begun in those days, and he had no way of telling the technological advancements the city would soon make, or the dangers that would come with it. but this wouldn’t happen for years, by the time the first android walks among the city without the repulsion of the uncanny valley he would have long abandoned such passions, blood stained under his fingernails as he disguises himself as a goon.

first, he was a boy. thick-framed glasses and baggy clothes, a wide, child-like stare hardened into stone long before it began to soften once again. by fifteen he’d drawn blood for the first time with intention and brutality, a street scuffle between children verging on adulthood, the endless abyss between life forms, the open wound of youth taking over the rage of hormones; stand tall, defend what is yours. he walked away with shaking hands and hurried breath, footsteps pounding as he ran from the scene. it was just one slice of skin, a thin trickle of blood, not his first sight of its smear but the beginning of a new era. it took time before he grew a taste for violence, the initial promise of it making him sick, then in turn making him cold. he lost the passions he had, the innocence, for a time, becoming a machine built only for waking to see the next day. it took time to learn how to cope with this lifestyle, picked off the streets to run petty work by seventeen, no longer a boy but not yet a man; drops, pick ups, simple work ( illegal work ) to make the money to feed himself and his mother, to clean her off the floor a couple times a week. frailty turned into muscle and hardened stature, fear turned to mirth, mirth turned to humor.

soon small jobs became a full initiation, then they put a gun in one hand and a knife in the other. it was around this time he fell victim to the family habits, the drugs helping the mix of violence and hilarity, stoking it’s flames, creating a new persona out of the ashes of his history. he was a wild card; he was the one sent to do the things nobody else wanted to do, a butcher with a complete detachment from humanity, delivered with a fools wide grin and a quip readied at the back of his tongue. the hanging man destroyed him, but gave him a purpose, a twisted found family with the bitter nickname slipping past everyone’s lips, one he’d gained from days gone of pickpocketing and sucking the blood, so to speak, from businessmen and gangsters, “leech.” he embodied this, if nothing else to feel a sense of purpose, to feel needed. he was at best a glorified henchman, but his immense loyalty and perfectly grey morality made him essential, irreplaceable. he would do anything they asked between bouts of debauchery and recklessness, detriment balanced perfectly with chaos, unbridled destruction.

now he stays in his own apartment after having taken ownership of the bad monkey bar, visiting his mother every so often if only to check her pulse. he spends days outside of business indulging in drugs, alcohol, and other means of hedonism, his phone always close by. he’s most often found in clubs and bars, shrouded in smoke with an easy posture and a wide smile, bruised knuckles holding a drink in one and a cigarette in the other. don’t be nervous, his bark as loud as his bite is lethal, remains usually silent; a trained doberman with its tongue lolling out of its mouth, head cocked and lips pulled back in the image of a grin; only dangerous when his owner dangles a treat and says ‘devastate.’

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linagram · 4 months

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[ 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 #𝟶𝟸 ]

oh, look, the second file is here! don't you want to open it? i wonder how the prisoners have been doing lately..

Female Prisoner A: .. Is everybody here?

Male Prisoner A: Yep, I don't think we've forgotten anyone.

Male Prisoner A: Right?

Female Prisoner B: .. I didn't have much of a choice.

Male Prisoner B: I wanted to know more about [REDACTED]'s plan. So of course I came.

Male Prisoner C: .. I need to get out of here.

Male Prisoner C: It's either dying or getting out of here. The first option didn't work, so..

Male Prisoner C: .. I'm going with the second one.

Male Prisoner B: ...

Male Prisoner D: I just came because [REDACTED] is also here.

Male Prisoner D: I don't really care about getting out of here, rebelling and all that shit.

Male Prisoner B: Your parents are probably worried about you though.

Male Prisoner D: ...

Female Prisoner B: Wow, [REDACTED], thank you very much for reminding us that you're the only one here who has a normal relationship with his family.

Male Prisoner B: I-it's not my fault your families suck!

Female Prisoner A: Calm down.

Female Prisoner A: We have to stay quiet. They're too busy figuring out what's wrong with [REDACTED] and [REDACTED], but they can still show up at any moment.

Male Prisoner D: !

Male Prisoner A: Hey, hey, it's okay. She's not here. She's not gonna hurt you.

Male Prisoner D: .. I-it's not like I'm scared or anything..

Female Prisoner A: So, everyone still has those.. uh..

Female Prisoner A: Christmas presents, right?

Female Prisoner B: Is that why you called all of us here?!

Female Prisoner A: It's important.

(sounds of prisoners putting their presents on the table)

Female Prisoner A: Great. Okay, we will need these, so please, make sure you don't lose them.

Female Prisoner B: Sure, whatever, but what am I supposed to do with mine-

Female Prisoner A: We'll talk about it later.

Female Prisoner A: Um.. [REDACTED]. You're the only exception here, so..

Female Prisoner A: It's okay. I know something that only you will be able to do.

Female Prisoner A: Anyway, let's talk about [REDACTED]'s present first.

Female Prisoner A: [REDACTED], you're not really that suspicious and you don't have a particularly bad reputation in this place. Actually, you've been getting better lately.

Female Prisoner A: I think you're the one who suits the best for this role-

Male Prisoner D: He's just so mid that nobody ever pays attention to him, so yeah, he's perfect for this job.

Male Prisoner B: Oh yeah? Go on, try to be our spy, if you can. Surely they won't think something weird is going on when they see a [REDACTED] running around and [REDACTED] when all he usually does is [REDACTED] and [REDACTED].

Male Prisoner B: And your precious [REDACTED] is going to be so worried..

Male Prisoner D: SHUT UP!

Male Prisoner A: Shh, remember that we're supposed to be quiet~

Female Prisoner A: So.. I think you understand what I want you to do.

Male Prisoner B: I'll do my best. If I see or hear anything, I will write it down.

Female Prisoner A: Thank you. Now, [REDACTED]..

Female Prisoner A: Your present will be very useful to us. You're good at distracting people and getting their attention, right?

Male Prisoner A: I sure am~

Female Prisoner A: I'm trying to think of the best time to use this..

Female Prisoner A: Ah, I know. Do you think you can [REDACTED] when [REDACTED]'s interrogation will start?

Male Prisoner A: Hm.. But what about my cell? The doors will probably be locked.

Female Prisoner A: You can ask [REDACTED] to keep your door open in case you need to get medicine or anything like that.

Female Prisoner A: You're still recovering, right?

Male Prisoner A: Well, she will just offer to bring it herself then.

Female Prisoner A: I don't think so. [REDACTED] has.. changed.

Female Prisoner A: And she has been very busy lately, so..

Male Prisoner A: Hm, I see.. I'll do my best then~

Female Prisoner A: [REDACTED], it's still hidden inside your present, right?

Male Prisoner D: Yeah, let me just..

Male Prisoner D: Here.

Male Prisoner A: Thanks. Hey, this little guy is very useful. I think we should save him for later in case we'll need to hide something again.

Male Prisoner D: Only if you pay me first!

Male Prisoner A: Haha, sure, sure.

Female Prisoner A: Now, your present, [REDACTED]..

Female Prisoner A: It's fake, right?

Female Prisoner B: Definitely. I know [REDACTED]'s handwriting. It can't be a letter from her.

Female Prisoner B: Why the hell would they even give me a fake letter as a present? Are they mocking me-

Female Prisoner A: Maybe, but also..

Female Prisoner A: .. No. No, I'll stay quiet about this one for now.

Female Prisoner A: Anyway, can you ask [REDACTED] about it? I wonder if they are responsible for this or..

Female Prisoner A: .. Someone else is.

Female Prisoner B: I swear, if [REDACTED] wrote this, I am going to-

Male Prisoner A: Now, now, [REDACTED], this is the third trial and you've been getting nothing but [REDACTED], are you sure you want to ruin your reputation even more?

Female Prisoner B: .. Who cares, I am going to get out of here anyway.

Female Prisoner A: And now.. [REDACTED].

Female Prisoner A: Your present is not here, because..

Male Prisoner B: [REDACTED]..

Female Prisoner A: I know. Sorry.

Female Prisoner A: Still.. Do you think you can [REDACTED]? You seem to be close with her.

Female Prisoner A: Or, how should I put it..

Female Prisoner B: You're her type.

Male Prisoner C: .. Ahaha..

Male Prisoner C: .. Sure, I guess..

Male Prisoner C: .. It's not like I can do anything else in my current condition.

Female Prisoner A: And finally, my own present.

Female Prisoner A: I will use it to record everything I find suspicious, however, if you want, you can use it as well. Just tell me beforehand. No stealing, okay?

Female Prisoner B: Hey, can I use it for my interrogation?

Female Prisoner B: .. I want to check something.

Female Prisoner A: Sure. I'll give it to you when they start interrogating everyone.

Female Prisoner B: Thanks.

Female Prisoner A: .. I think that's all. Thank you for coming, everyone.

(sounds of footsteps becoming more and more quiet)

Male Prisoner A: Hey. Good job.

Female Prisoner A: It's nothing. I'm just glad I've found people who hate this place as much as I do.

Male Prisoner A: They hate it for a different reason though.

Female Prisoner A: And I don't care about their reasons. The only thing I care about is them wanting to change things. I just want them to fight. I want them to be ready to stand up for themselves.

Female Prisoner A: I wanted [REDACTED] to join us, but.. She's been acting really weird lately.

Male Prisoner A: Hey.. You're a really good leader actually.

Male Prisoner A: Though I shouldn't be surprised, haha-

Male Prisoner A: !

Female Prisoner A: Be careful with your words, Kei.

Female Prisoner A: You're still recovering, right?

#i think it should be easy to guess who is who if you remember everyone's presents #and like. even one of the characters' names gets revealed in the end so #all of this is mostly meant to keep the ~mysterious~ atmosphere and also keep some things secret before t3 #btw if you're confused about the timeline all files take place after the guilty prisoners got punished and then got their memories back #.. should i tag the prisoners...#no. no i don't think i will #🎤 voice dramas! 🎤#milgram #milgram oc #milgram project #ocgram #(btw apologies if something doesn't make sense here or sounds weird or you see typos/mistakes/etc)#(i wasn't feeling well when i wrote this jsdkslsl)

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pb-dot · 6 months

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Spooktober Sunday Special: The Clockwork Monster V

Halloween is right around the corner, and I'm finishing off the Clockwork Monster for now. Jake and 13 go on the lam, and a twist of sorts presents itself.

16.09.552 Recovered from Site B after the incident I’ve had the opportunity to confirm the date since my last entry. Tempted as I am to try to correct the dating on my previous entries, I know it’d be mostly guesswork. Besides, I seem to have left my diary note behind when we left the coal cellar. I hope this mistake has not cost us our freedom. I hope there is no sensitive info for me to redact in the first place, but in hindsight, I realize I should have checked.

From what little 13 told me, he has been dodging a member of his organization, well I suppose former organization at this point, but she has been sniffing out his trail ever since. He and two of his fellow modified people, One and Two, were sent by their boss (ruler or religious head?) to capture me for this reason or another. I personally suspect it is because my work on clockwork limbs is relevant to their interests in some way, but 13 has been unable to confirm this. One had stalked me for an extended period of time in preparation, and the plan was for Two and 13 to move in to snatch me on the 8th.

13, however, had other ideas. He hasn’t said much about it other than that he didn’t want to stay with his organization any longer, and that he had temporarily disabled Two, kidnapped me ahead of schedule, and made sure to keep me somewhere hidden. I have no idea what caused the damage I repaired, but his ex-colleagues remain my main suspects. It is, for example, quite possible that One made his escape difficult after dealing with Two, but without knowing her abilities and strengths it is hard to determine for sure.

The night grows dark, and my head grows weary from exertion. I’ll get to discussing our escape and my plans on the morrow.

17.09.552 Recovered from Site B after the incident Our new hideout is considerably less cramped than it was upon first viewing. The sunlight and draft in the abandoned apiary make waking up here a mite shocking, as I had grown accustomed to the darkness of the cellar and we arrived here by moonlight. Apparently, buildings such as these small towers were built in an attempt to vivify the town’s dying greenery by the presence of a large population of domesticated bees, but needless to say, they’ve been empty for just about as long as I have been alive.

After sunset yesterday, 13 had unlocked the door to the coal cellar he had been keeping me. As I had suspected, it connected to one of the collapsing manors of the old Noble Quarter. The huge building was no doubt owned by someone on paper, but inhabited only by dust and decay. There were many of those after the nobility that knew sense sold off their assets and fled the country while there was still a country to flee in the later days of The Wars. The Spire owned most of them now, but seeing as restoring them was expensive and most everyone who could afford it lived comfortably in the spire itself anyway, the houses mostly just got lost to entropy until they could be torn down for cheap.

The Noble Quarter was eerily quiet as we left for the city proper. It was about at this point I realized that I thought about 13 and me as “we,” and the thought of ditching him and making a run for it just didn’t occur to me anymore. He could be lying about any number of the things he has told me, but for better or worse I believe him because - Entry ends suddenly with signs of being rushed by outside factors, see next entry.

17.09.552 (later) Recovered from Site B after the incident We couldn’t stay at the apiary. Two found us, and although I barely got a look at her as she scaled the walls of the little tower, climbing like half a spider might, I now understand why 13 had no desire to remain in her company. While the modifications done to 13 are considerable, there’s a certain level of effort put into making him move like a human. Two, on the other hand, have been outfitted with entirely clockwork-powered joints for the elbows and knees, with the limbs themselves being stripped to the bone. Hell, the way she climbed, it looked like her joints had been replaced entirely by mechanical ones, as she was both double-jointed, and much faster than a human could be. 13 spotted her a second later than me, and we wasted no time fleeing into the crowds. I couldn’t see her, but I’m sure somehow that One was also present somewhere in the area.

After the many days of isolation and skulking by night, it was chaotic and scary to be back in the crowded bustle of the city. If it was unusual and stressful for me, though, I can only imagine how scary it was for 13, who was out among “regular people” without his cloak for what must’ve been the first time. At one point he grabbed my hand, and I held on for dear life as I dodged and ducked our way through the lunchtime rush. I had no idea if Two had any compunctions about following us through the crowd, but a staccato of clacking from the roof somewhere over us hinted that she probably chose to pursue us that way.

While I’m no canny street urchin, I will say I am good at moving through crowds and navigating the city. It didn’t take us long to lose the clacking that I took to understand as the sound of Two’s pursuit, although it is quite possible we were still followed in silence.

I’m writing these words from our current hideout, a room in a semi-reputable inn in the Entertainment District. It’s noisy and it smells like stale beer in here, but the proprietor seemed like a decent enough sort. He may not be above selling us out to our pursuers, but he didn’t seem bright enough to connect the dots just yet.

13 is sleeping. After our mad dash through the city, he seemed disproportionately tired, so I let him take the first shift in the room’s one admittedly decent bed. If I can find the peace in my soul to get some sleeping done, the couch’ll have to do for me.

Peace in my soul does seem unlikely though, as I am starting to realize this problem is bigger than I assumed. 13 may not want to carry out his assigned task, but his former allies seem to have no problem with the parameters of the mission. I can’t return home, and I can’t return to my place of employ. My life as I know it is, effectively, forfeit. I guess 13 and me have that in common now.

18.09.552 (morning) Recovered from Site B after the incident To whoever may read this: My name is Jake, former Journeyman at Barker Automatics. For reasons I still don’t fully understand, I have been targeted by an organization that implants complex clockwork gadgets in human subjects to enhance their abilities. I believe it is my experience with clockwork limbs that has brought me to the attention of this organization as my expertise should allow me to eventually repair and replicate the modifications in 13.

My savior turned out to be one of my would-be captors who decided to take this chance to flee from his fellow modified in the hope that I would know or be able to learn how to maintain his clockwork parts. He has since introduced himself as Adrian, and let me know the number tattooed on his forehead is his production number.

Both Adrian and I know that we can’t hide out where we now hide forever. Our pursuers are clever, and there’s little doubt in my mind they’ll sniff us out before long. Adrian and I have come up with a plan of sorts, but for it to succeed we’ll need to visit my former workplace to secure my closing wages and a few personal effects. There is a good chance our pursuers will attempt to stop us, and there is every chance they’ll succeed, but I know in my heart that if it comes to that, we’ll make them fight for it. Adrian has asked me to promise to kill him if it looks like Two and One are going to bring him back in, and I can only be thankful that he didn’t press the issue, as I still don’t know if I’m capable of such a thing. I will say his intensity on the matter makes for a compelling argument.

If we succeed in securing my resources we will endeavor to The text ends suddenly here, as the remains of the pages were ripped out, possibly by 13.

Post Script I bring to you now this incomplete record of events, Oh Creator. It is unfortunate that I was not able to bring you the young clockmaker and your wayward creation as you have asked of me, but I beg your forgiveness in the matter as I am but a poor servant of your brilliantness. It is still not known to me whether Two is still alive, as she has not made her appointed check-ins since moving out on a lead to intercept Adrian 13 and the clockmaker. She may be dead, but equally possible that she is not, as she is mercurial even on her best days.

In my efforts to track down my quarry, I found 13’s former hiding spaces, the coal cellar, and the room in The Pelian Lady, Site A, and B, respectively. Apart from the documents I have attached, as whole and unmodified as they could be found, there was little trace to be found of 13 and Jake. I was unable to confirm the location of the disused sky-apiary mentioned in earlier entries, but I maintain my watch and vigil after it all the same.

While I am tempted to indulge in speculation, I know it to be folly in the face of such a mind as yours, and shall do no such thing. With that said, I personally suspect Jake may have tried securing charter on a ship heading towards Pelia or one of the former colonies. It is also possible that he and 13 are trying to make their way out of the city and try their luck with the Farmer Lords. With your blessing, I will follow these leads such as they are and attempt to secure that which you so desperately desire.

With Equal Loyalty and Admiration Your Slave One

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Okay i may be too active now despite me already wide awake, But i got no art to place here so i'll try my best ability to explain this submit in detail's...i hope🥲 but this is just another continuation to my silly and wild imagination :b

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hmm...look's this system is back online again...good... - from [REDACTED]

After a what felt like month's to the human's mind, they still hadn't seen stella come out of the forest and was a little mad at the alliance unit's from kicking someone that were nice and harmless

Not long ago, stella had made the human a makeshift necklace but the pendant was a daisy flower instead, and the human kept it every since, the human was not eating some of their food but still ate a good amount, hasn't slept after feeling like they were in a million nightmare's at the same time and all included stella dying and/or sacrificing herself so the human is safe in every nightmare

This cause a lot of unit's to be concered of their healt and mentality even the mimic trio and the mimic babies were worried for the human

But tonight, the human is gonna look for them after this info in a nightmare where stella actually didn't appear in

"So human...worried for losing a friend hmm? Its a shame your soul protector is kicked away~" cooed the monster mockingly "sweet ol' stella has failed to protect her new and last friend, its well...a shame she won't be alive to see you crying whenever you wake up in a dream!..go find her in the forest if ya' don't want to loose a friend now hmm? Ta-ta~" and the nightmare ended with the mocking monster biting their head off clean

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The human packed a coat ((the one that has fluff, the one used in france!)) a gun and a knife, the human is not taking any chance's going in that forest unarmed

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((Time skip cause fucking hell its a hellhole in that forest stella was in and its fucking long so i decided to short it out))

The human came back to the base in one piece with stella following behind them, stella was a little beaten up from a inside soul type of painful, since she can actually feel the pain whenever she goes into the human's numerous nightmare's and that leave's bloody marking's on that poor girl, all the human could do was to patch up those wound's

Stella then hugged the human, this is how stella say's thank as the human smiled and hugged them back, it was still midnight so everyone was still fast asleep...except for the mimic trio, the human is definitely gonna be overprotective for stella since they still hadn't forgiven the alliance unit's of kicking her out, when morning came, stella just held the human's hand as they felt scared to even interact with the other unit's now

Which made the human feel...well bad for stella, the human would give stella something to entertain herself while she placed her somewhere quiet and safe for her while they go and work, since the human is still trusting the alliance unit's and even the mimic's since their afraid they'll just secretly kicked her out, stella would also constantly and accidentally sleep every now and then

Which lead's to the human with a problem with that, stella has been avoiding to sleep while in the forest to continue protecting the human in their nightmare's, the human was confused and ask her why?

Stella signed "its because they can infect you or even corrupt you, so i took all the infection and corruption from their hit's, slashes and bite's so you wouldn't have to worry about being infected or corrupted" and the sign ended with stella tilting her head a little and smiling innocently and shyly like she was proud she protected the human and not even her own health, which made the human worried for her but decided to play it off and smiled, stella just wanted to see her friend smile despite her situation with her health

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I wanna see the alliance trio and the mimic trio ((+veteran)) to see the human being overprotective to stella who the human got back to base with at the middle of the night, this is all and bye!

Also if im bothering you, you can tell me okay

#submission

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radix-outpost · 1 year

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This... uh. Hrm.

So, AUs. I enjoy making them, as well as seeking them out to see what new spins people put on familiar material. Very early this year, I came across one Sailor Moon AU that, to its credit, devised a clever way to introduce male Sailor Guardians and clearly had a lot of passion put into it. To its demerit--Jesus Christ, where do I start.

Lan and I picked this AU apart several times over the course of ‘22; eventually (by which I mean “today”), all the fixes and edits we made, along with the fact that nudging the AU even slightly towards canon compliance breaks it irreparably, accumulated into “Just Fork This Thing Already”. These images, made with good ‘ol Senshi Maker v3, are very rough drafts of what I’m calling the B-Team (i.e. the Solars) and C-Team; sometime soon, I hope to draw more refined concepts.

A not-so-brief rundown of what I liked about the original AU, what PISSED ME THE FUCK OFF, and what my intentions are for my own version. (I will not name the artist, in case someone with a wild hair up their ass tries to track them down.)

The Good: The Solar/Lunar system itself, which forms the AU’s basis. Every major planet has a Lunar (female) and Solar (male) Sailor Guardian, both using the same title; the exceptions are Sailors Moon and Sun, who are essentially each other’s opposite attributes, and the Starlights, who have both. Definitely feels like a more natural expansion to the setting than some other attempts to integrate male Sailor Guardians or knights that are pretty much the same thing.

The Bad: [insert protracted noise of frustration here]

* RAMPANT (INTERNALIZED) MISOGYNY. In brief, it’s the Solars who are all the true heirs of their planets--and because they all get OC girlfriends, the canon Lunars seem to be pretty much locked out of succession. (It’s not even clear what Usagi and Mamoru are meant to do come the Crystal Millennium, since another pair of OCs become the future rulers of Earth) Said OC girlfriends largely exist only to be love interests, some of them literally prancing in out of nowhere to declare themselves such. Special mention to Solar Uranus being of the highest caste (Uranus-the-planet’s culture is modeled on India here) and canon Uranus being classless pond scum who’s forbidden from wearing the official planet colours.

Oh yeah, everyone gets sorted into neat little heterosexual rows. This is important to note, because--

* Equally rampant heteronormalcy, which dips into outright homophobia. Only M/F relationships are taken seriously; Solar Sailor Venus, who is bisexual, is the victim of a shitty running gag wherein he expresses his attraction to Sailor Sun and gets assaulted for it. In fact, Solar Venus is punished for interacting with any guy, period, and the AU only stops kicking him around when he hooks up with a lady, Sailor Cupid.

And the Outers... let’s see if I can explain this with minimal profanity.

* Some people make Shitennou equivalents for the outer planets. Some people have them be all-male like the canon Shitennou and then pair them up with all four Outers, because they’re twats. And then [redacted] took this a step further and established that not only did Uranus, Neptune, and Pluto sell the Moon Kingdom out to Beryl, but Uranus and Neptune’s relationship was the result of Beryl’s influence. And all three of them did a dying face-turn, asked their fiances for forgiveness, and hooked up with them in the present (or maybe the Crystal Millennium).

There’s other shitty things piled onto Uranus and Neptune here, but this is the most rage-inducing.

* As for Pluto, she betrayed the Moon Kingdom because she got betrothed to a General and not a fellow Sailor Guardian. (Which Sailor Guardian, if any? Who knows, chump) Then she changes her mind for no apparent reason. But the demonization doesn’t end there: not only did the AU feel the need to “explain” why Pluto’s and Saturn’s powers were swapped (they weren’t), but Pluto, under Beryl’s direction, poisoned Saturn in order to facilitate this, by making Saturn too weak to invoke the power of time. All that bullshit, and the artist barely drew her in comparison to the other Outers.

* One of the antagonists is Hotaru’s (and Serenity’s) past-life cousin. His plan involves brainwashing and seducing Hotaru in the present day. When she is still twelve. And he’s a grown-ass adult. While it’s not fetishized, the gross aspects are not acknowledged, either.

I have other criticisms, such as a lack of cultural consistency with names, but these are the most important ones.

So What Am I Doing Here: Fixing shit, mostly.

* Cutting the cast down to (for the most part) the canon Sailor Guardians, the B-team, the C-team, and expies of the Outer Shitennou.

* The Lunars are back in charge; their Solar counterparts are lords at best--certainly not the “true” heirs.

* Those expies of the Outer Shitennou? I have plans for them. Sapphic plans.

* The Outers sure as fuck did not betray the Moon Kingdom. One set of counterparts may have, though...

* You might wonder why Sailor Sol (not “Sailor Sun”; I already have a character with that title) is absent. Well, who in canon SM was heavily associated with the Sun?

#sailor moon #anime #senshi maker

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fruit-of-infidelity · 2 years

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Complete your OC Info★:

「ー credit: @mukami-kuron-mrsadisticcat 」

( A. Appearance )

Shape of eyes? Length/style of Lashes?

Ryuuto has a hooded eye-shape not too dissimilar to his father, Richter. His lashes are quite long, thick, and possess some decent curl, which he inherits mostly from his mother.

Any piercing? How many?

He doesn't have any piercings currently, nor ever has.

Hair color? Was it dyed before?

His hair colour is green, similar to his father, although distinctly lighter in colour. The tips of his hair reflect his mother, blending into a darker purple shade. Although many wonder if his hair is truly natural, he has never dyed it in his life.

Describe casual outlook/outfit

Ryuuto's casual outfit is formal in theory; A frilled poet blouse and jabot - which is held in place by his precious brooch - paired with a corset-like vest across his waist. With this, he wears simple dress pants, and brown dress shoes.

Any physical uniqueness?

Outside of his brooch, it would most likely be his hair colour.

Are they confident with their looks?

Extremely. After all, he takes after someone like Cordelia fairly considerably; His eyes, and his hair, blend both into a shade extremely similar to hers.

What kind of expression do they usually wear?

Usually, it is a solemn expression that Ryuuto wears.

( B. Bout them )

Height? Weight? Age? Occupation?

Ryuuto is, physically, an eighteen year old, standing at 5'10" (178cm) tall, and weighing 138lbs (63kgs).

His occupation is as a 3rd Year High School Student.

How would you describe your OC's personality?

Ryuuto is certainly an arrogant teenager, with a generally cold exterior. However, he is known to have quite the seductive side on occasion, if there is something to be achieved through showing it.

Three hidden knowledge or secrets about them.

They wouldn't be secrets any longer if I told you, would they~? Well, I suppose a letting a few slip would be okay--

1. ) He has painted other women besides Cordelia before.

2. ) He isn't a big fan of swimming.

3. ) He enjoys reading his Father's poetry.

Talk about their room design

Most of his room is designed around the fireplace, and the covering painting above it. His bed faces the window, while his desk is tucked into the corner; There is little place in the room to sit where you can directly face the aforementioned painting.

The room itself is fairly dark in its colour scheme, but the large windows allow for a decent amount of light during the day.

Do they have someone that they like?

Cordelia, obviously.

Yui, throughout his route.

Richter, in the sense of having respect toward him.

Azusa, [information redacted].

Do they have someone that they worship?

Cordelia.

What are they skilled in ; What are they not skilled in doing?

Ryuuto is most skilled in oil painting, most obviously. He is decently knowledgable in baking, too, although when it comes to cooking, he struggles far more. He knows his way around horses, and poetry, too.

( C. Community )

Do they have many friends?

No. None, in his canonical universe. In regards to other OCs? He surprising does have people to call his friends!

How do they behave towards friends ; How do they behave towards strangers?

Not too dissimilarly to another other person. He might, however, be a little more talkative than he otherwise would with a stranger.

How do they behave towards closer friends?

He is a little more lax with his behaviour. You may notice him flirt a little more, be a little cheekier, whether it benefits him or not.

How do they behave towards their best friend (s)

Similarly to the above; Ryuuto hasn't quite gotten around the concept of friends on a deeper level than just close.

How do they behave towards the ones older than them?

With respect, usually. This does depend on the person specifically, though.

Do they like hanging out outdoors?

He doesn't really mind, as he enjoys strolling through the garden often, and used to enjoy horse riding in the Makai.

Do they prefer to be alone or with a group of friends?

Alone, certainly.

( D. Diet )

Do they prefer eating rice or noodles?

I can see him being far more of a noodle man, than a rice man.

Do they like soft drinks?

Not at all - Ryuuto finds the fizziness to leave his fangs feeling uncomfortably tingly.

What are their most hated food ; What are their most favorite food?

He doesn't hate any food in particular, but he isn't too big a fan on sour foods or flavours. Again, his fang are sensitive to it.

His favourite food, however, are cinnamon rolls. The cinnamon flavour itself is something he finds himself fussing over a lot when it comes to those types of food.

Are they picky in terms of meals?

Not particularly, no. So long as it is presented nicely, and tastes decent.

Do they like eating junk food?

Outside of cinnamon rolls (if they even count), not usually.

Are they stable in the concept of three times of meal a day? Are they taken regularly in time?

As a Vampire? No, he doesn't require it nor find himself hungry enough for it. Even when it comes to blood, though? He's doesn't get his "three-meals-a-day" worth, but he gets far more than he does with regular, human food. When he does eat food, though, it is at a scheduled time usually, yes.

Do they prefer sweet or salty food?

Sweet!

This was so much fun~! Thank you for the tag!! Tagging: @komori--shoma , @kindan-no-kanojo , @lured-into-wonderland !

#sakamaki ryuuto #admin #ryuuto sakamaki #tag game

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lifesliced · 1 year

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FULL DOCUMENTION OF BEYOND BIRTHDAY: one large post containing a breakdown for beyond birthday // * brief mentions of violence, death, and suicide.

please note that i only consider the novel, the manga, and the anime for sources and influences. the manga timeline is the main source i rely on with the novel being secondary. i do not consider any live action interpretations, including plays, so all information below is based on the three sources listed. all quoted content is from the translation of the LABB novel. i sometimes reference the DS games, but not often (if at all tbh).

NAME: redacted from records; officially born ‘bellamy bishop’. known only to himself, although was potentially revealed by B to the first child of wammy house “A”

TITLE: second child of wammy house, proposed successor to L, “backup”

ALIASES: B, BB*, beyond birthday**, rue ryuzaki**

** both beyond birthday and rue ryuzaki are self-given aliases, and are not known by wammy house. beyond birthday and rue ryuzaki are not associated with “B.”

DOB: oct 30 1983**

** making him 8 by the time he enters wammy house in roughly 1991 **

DOD: 01/21/04**

** making him 20 when he is killed by kira **

his DOB is based on his DOD, the vague description misora gives about his features (and it is revealed he wears heavy makeup when with her)

GENDER: cis-male

PRONOUNS: he/him/his

SEXUALITY: pansexual, demiromantic

HEIGHT: 6′ (182cm)

WEIGHT: fluctuates, generally on the thinner side (L is 110lbs or 50kg)

HAIR COLOR: naturally black, has been dyed

EYE COLOR: black, hued red in certain lights, and is blamed on partial albinism

FAMILY: father (deceased, attacked by thugs), mother (deceased, train crash), other family unknown and/or presumed deceased

ETHNICITY: japanese, vietnamese, english

DEFINING FEATURES: long limbs and features, gangly, spider-like, scruffy face, bulging eyes, dark circles, disheveled exterior.**

** “Natural black hair. A plain shirt, faded jeans. He was a young man, with dark lines under his wide, bulging eyes. Thin, and apparently fairly tall, but his back was curved, leaving his gaze two heads lower than Misora’s so he appeared to be looking up at her.“ and “[ ... ] well—he had always disguised himself with heavy makeup while he was with Misora [ ... ] ” **

we can assume his skin tone is likely a lighter tan towards a paler complexion based on his lifestyle, but made himself paler with makeup to deceive misora. he also likely added the extra shadows and dark lines beneath his eyes.

ABILITIES: shinigami eyes from birth (”eye born”), though he cannot see the time of his own death

IQ: 274

LANGUAGES: english, vietnamese, japanese, korean, italian, latin, thai, and others

LABB CASE YEAR: summer of 2002

AGE DURING CASE: 18, almost 19

LABB NOVEL TIMELINE:

FROM MAY 2002 - JULY 2002: L looks for B after B abandons Wammy House post-A’s suicide.

JULY 22 2002: LAPD receives an impossible to solve crossword puzzle.

1ST MURDER: July 31 2002, drugged and strangled, cuts on the chest post mortem .. roman numerals.

2ND MURDER: 4 days later, August 4, 2002, drugged and beaten to death (head), eyes poked out and crushed post mortem.

3RD MURDER: 9 days later, August 13, 2002, drugged and stabbed, died of massive hemorrhaging and blood loss.

AUGUST 14, 2002: Naomi and L make contact.

AUGUST 15, 2002: Naomi begins working for L.

AUGUST 15, 2002: Naomi and ‘Rue Ryuzaki’ make contact at the first crime scene.

AUGUST 16, 2002: L confirms to Naomi of Ryuzaki’s employment as hired by the victims’ families as a private detective.

AUGUST 16TH 2002: Beyond Birthday attacks Naomi in an alleyway on her way to the second crime scene. L tells Naomi that the killer is ‘B’.

AUGUST 16, 2002: Naomi investigates the second crime scene with Ryuzaki.

AUGUST 19, 2002: Naomi Investigates the third crime scene with Ryuzaki.

AUGUST 20, 2002: Naomi stays in a hotel in West LA with preparations to arrive in the evening in Pasadena, CA by August 21st.

AUGUST 22, 2002: Naomi poses as Blackberry Brown in Condo 1313, preparing to catch the killer; 9 Floors Below, Ryuzaki poses as Bluesharp Babysplit in Condo 404.

4TH MURDER: August 22, 2002. unsuccessful suicide by fire as the intended victim to be Rue Ryuzaki / Beyond Birthday in attempts to create ‘the perfect crime’ / ‘an unsolvable case’ ***

AUGUST 23, 2002: BB begins recovery for severe third degree burns in the hospital; after months of recovery and surgery, he is sent to jail.

(LATE) ??, 2002 - ??, 2003: Mello of Wammy House meets with Beyond Birthday.

JANUARY 21, 2004: Kira kills Beyond Birthday in jail using the Death Note. Cause of death is specified as a heart attack.

*** “Immolation. Burning to death.

“He had chosen himself to be the fourth victim. Beyond Birthday, the final B.B. That Rue Ryuzaki was a fake name did not even require L’s resources—Misora was an FBI agent, and could find that out for herself quickly, and if she dug a little deeper would be able to find out that his real name was Beyond Birthday. B.B.

Naturally, his face and fingerprints would burn as well — he had always disguised himself with heavy makeup while he was with Misora, and he had never left a picture behind, so even if someone directly affiliated with Wammy’s House inspected the body, they would have no idea that Rue Ryuzaki/Beyond Birthday was B from Wammy’s House. HE HAD LEFT NOTHING TO CONNECT BEYOND BIRTHDAY TO B. He had no intention of hiding his own identity (he wanted them to find out he was Beyond Birthday, to find out he was another B.B.), but he had to hide that he was B from Wammy’s House.”

[ … ]

A PROBLEM WITH NO SOLUTION COULD ONLY HAVE ONE ANSWER—THAT IT COULD NOT BE SOLVED. But that answer conflicted with the fairness displayed in the first three murders. Which tied their hands. Unable to find something that wasn’t there, L would have to continue searching for B—who no longer existed. The metaphor of the gradually decreasing Wara Ningyo established from the beginning that there would be only four victims, so the lack of further murders would not lead to the conclusion that the killer had passed away. L would be left chasing after the mirage of the deceased B. L would be forever followed by the mirage of the deceased B. L WOULD SPEND THE REST OF HIS LIFE TREMBLING IN FEAR OF B’S SHADOW.”

[KNOWN] VICTIMS:

Believe Bridesmaid: 44 years old, male, deceased

Quarter Queen: 13 years old, female, deceased

Backyard Bottomslash: 26, female, deceased

PERSONALITY AND ALIAS DISTINCTIONS: there are four main identities that come from [my interpretation of] B — “B” of wammy house, beyond birthday (or BB), and rue ryuzaki (RR or LL).

bellamy bishop — who he was born as, with this name being known only to himself. he has completely disassociated with this identity. the only people that know him as bellamy are all deceased, A included.

“B” of wammy house — who he became upon entering wammy house. the most “true” version of himself.

beyond birthday — as mentioned above, no one at wammy’s knows him as beyond birthday or “B.B.” it is a self-taken identity, and one that he plans to use as the fourth “victim” to the “killer” in the LABB case. this the identity he wanted his corpse to be ultimately known as, as well as who he is referred to by mello via the narrative.

rue ryuzaki** — another unknown identity to wammy house, the man that misora naomi saw on fire, and the alias eventually taken by L in death note’s main timeline / post LABB. this is B’s detective persona, one that he uses primarily when contacting the families of the victims, as well as the alias he interacts with misora under throughout the novel. rue ryuzaki is also a social persona B has been creating for a while, and finally gets more use from when he leaves wammy house in may 2002. B’s version of ryuzaki is based on a lot of the personality B imagines L to have, basically making ryuzaki a projection, or imitation, of L.

** “B approached Naomi Misora, calling himself Rue Ryuzaki. Rue Ryuzaki – L.L. For anyone from Wammy’s House, there could be no higher goal than identifying yourself with that letter — and Beyond Birthday seized this case as his chance. Even Naomi Misora knew what had happened to detectives falsely identifying themselves as L, and B was from Wammy’s House, so he knew better than anyone so this choice suggests the strength of his decision. He never once intended to survive, he had made up his mind. He was ready.” **

[ ... ]

“According to L’s investigation, a detective named Rue Ryuzaki had actually been hired by Believe Bridesmaid’s parents—and not only them, but relatives of the second victim, Quarter Queen, and the third victim, Backyard Bottomslash, had asked Ryuzaki to investigate the matter as well.”

regarding B, beyond birthday, and rue ryuzaki — these are three entirely separate identities. we do not see much of “B” in the novel, just beyond birthday and ryuzaki, and they are very different. the most connecting physical factor is their natural black hair, but “ryuzaki” is an identity that is worn with heavy makeup as a disguise. B even brushes his hair when getting ready as ryuzaki, which is counterproductive in itself; L does not brush his hair.

we can assume the brief bits of “beyond birthday” are actually “B.” beyond birthday and B do not necessarily have separate personalities, just individual “identities.”

it’s a bit complicated, as B starting calling himself beyond birthday at an unspecified point in time, but never revealed that alias to anyone (that we know of). it is never directly said he started using the beyond birthday alias before or after wammy house, just that he used it at all, and that it was self-given.

** “He had those eyes before he was born, which is why he called himself Beyond Birthday. Which is why a child as strange as he, was taken in by our home, sweet home—Wammy’s House.

He was B. The second child in Wammy’s House.” **

so, regardless of when it started, beyond birthday is an internal alias; it is the start of “B.B.”

it was B’s intention that beyond birthday would eventually become “the fourth victim” in the case, while “B” just disappeared from wammy house. there is no intent to connect beyond birthday and B from wammy house together.

“if she [Misora] dug a little deeper would be able to find out that his real name was Beyond Birthday. B.B.”

this means that B left record of a “beyond birthday” to be found on purpose, as it was stated that he chose rue ryuzaki to be intentionally discovered as a fake almost immediately to lead misora away from the identity of rue ryuzaki towards the identity of beyond birthday. it is unclear what “records” he leaves for her to find this “beyond birthday.”

so, while there are four total identities, there are two key personalities being displayed in the narrative of the novel: ryuzaki and beyond birthday (or, ”B”).

we know now that B and beyond birthday are basically the same. beyond birthday is written as more cruel, jaded, and prone to speaking incoherently, as well as to himself. he gives himself instructions, specifically how he should laugh. as ryuzaki, he acts more composed, albeit eccentric (the way he believes L acts), and somewhat energetic. while "ryuzaki” speaks strangely, exhibits peculiar mannerisms, and seems to lack proper social etiquette, he is far more “personable” than beyond birthday.

in his youth, i believe B tried to emulate L more often than not, while also exhibiting his own strange mannerisms. this is a technical blend of his own personality in conjunction with what will eventually become the ryuzaki personality.

he was also known to act strangely in his years at wammy house, frightening the other children. he was intelligent, clever, and highly gifted, but was also erratic, unpredictable, and aloof to a fault. he often was hunched, barefooted, and displayed other tendencies rumored to habited by L. i believe he was always eccentric, described as “brilliant and deviant” in the novel, and was always prone to a draw towards death, as well as the occult. by the time we actually see B, or beyond birthday, in the novel, we can tell he is unable to be “saved.”

A’s suicide is what drove B to finally “lose it.” he was already naturally prone towards villainy. from birth, B saw death / he saw red, and A “leaving him” was the final straw.

NOTATIONS (RUE RYUZAKI, L, WAMMY HOUSE, ETC):

i think the above image represent the aesthetic of L that B tries to emulate the most when acting as ryuzaki, the hair is (mostly) natural, which is why this look is fitting, as it’s more flat than L’s usual look. this version of L is not as ‘stylized’ as we see later. it’s more akin to very early L, before ohba had explicit directive instead of a concept. B’s ryuzaki is flat and messy, more natural looking especially in the hair. he hunches like L, though doesn’t really understand L’s true fascination with candy and desserts, so seems to imitate that habit poorly (the jam). they share a similar physicality, though B’s weight fluctuates more than L’s given his fluctuating living conditions pre /post wammy house.

given their age difference, B and L were in wammy house at the same time. B is four years younger than L.

L says,

“I have nothing to do with him. To be completely accurate, I do not even know B. He is simply someone I am aware of. But none of this affects my judgment. Certainly, I was interested in this case, and began to investigate it because I knew who the killer was. But that did not alter the way I investigated it, or the manner in which my investigation proceeded. Naomi Misora, I cannot overlook evil. I cannot forgive it. It does not matter if I know the person who commits evil or not. I am only interested in justice.”

despite the text saying they never in met person, there’s going to be some major canon divergence in my interpretation while using the text as a backbone.

the timelines of LABB and DN coincide without issue, but some of the canonical details versus the fanon details of the novel conflict, which is where i am left to make adjustments. i bend to the DN canon before the LABB canon.

post his leaving, L might have visited and observed, or spoke via voice-chat** – but L also does lie a lot, or will at least stretch the truth, and has a habit of forgetting people easily (he “forgets” misora when during her arc in death note). just because L says he does not know B does not mean that B does not know (remember) L. it could be argued that L either a) does not remember seeing, meeting, and/or interacting with B before the LABB case, or, b) is lying. both seem plausible.

** we know he at least does this, as we see him conversing with near’s generation of wammy children canonically in death note. we can assume he might have done this post-leaving the wammy house for B’s generation, too. **

from the beginning, L was extremely isolated from the other children before his departure from wammy house with watari, so B could have potentially seen or spoken with L in person before L left. this would mean he met L before L became the great detective, so is emulating L from memory, as well as an early version of L.

based on L’s appearance when he entered the wammy house, as well as the novel saying that watari met L when he was eight, it’s safe to say definitively that L came to wammy’s before B, and was there for years before B was “enrolled.” i have B as eight when he enters the wammy house, which would make L twelve. by this time, L was already functioning within wammy’s, but was independent of the other wammy orphans, primarily locked away in his room.

L is sixteen when he leaves with watari, making B twelve.

this would be when B goes into the running with A (and C) to become the first “wammy children” that we know of. before this, they (A, B, C, etc) were likely going by whatever names or aliases they preferred. B came in without ever having his name revealed to watari or roger in the first place, and it is unknown what the other children went by before becoming “lettered.”

while B is known as the “second child in wammy house” in the novel, wammy house was a running establishment prior to A and B’s arrivals, meaning that being titled this is more applicable to the L succession program.

A and B are the first children of the “L project.” we know that there are many children in wammy house, as well as other orphanages run by watari. wammy house seems to be more focused on particularly gifted children, or that is where the most gifted tend to be located and/or relocated depending on their situation.

it can be agreed that B did a decent job emulating L, so it’s more likely than not they have interacted in some manner, and that L’s dismissal of B (only knowing of him) is either L lying or misremembering. it is likely B is also copying what he has heard about L, adding that into his characterization of him.

THE (A)LTERNATE + THE (B)ACKUP: “The first child, A, was unable to handle the pressure of living up to L and took his own life, and the second child, Beyond Birthday, was brilliant and deviant.” A commits suicide by may of 2002. B, who was eighteen, was already planning on leaving wammy house, hopefully with A. after A’s death, B leaves wammy house, which prompts L to look for him. this is right before the LABB book begins. they were the “first children” of wammy house.

A was B’s closest connection, and his death is the reason that B finally left, enacting his plan. as mentioned above, A’s suicide is B’s breaking point.

it is unclear if B was planning the LABB murder cases (the unsolvable case) / to be L’s greatest foil prior A’s death. it’s even more unclear if B would have still enacted this plan at all, were he planning it, should A have lived. B is not just a backup to L, but is also a backup to A (the “alternate” or “alternative”). whether they were close before the successor program, they were after. while B insists that B will top L, A is the only one that can top B. symbolically, A is the alpha, while B is the beta. i am affiliated with yeonban’s A, and reference him often in threads. i suggest reading A’s document if you want to learn more about him!

OTHER LETTERS: we can assume that A, B, and even C were all in one generation. other than that, the actual “generations” aren’t completely consistent to the alphabet, as (m)ello and (n)ear were the most recent candidates, the two that L had no chosen between before death. there is a potential wammy child “J” in one of the DS games, and you can read about him here.

“If I had space left over I had intended to carry right on into the other two stories I heard from L: the story of the detective war between the three greatest detectives, all solving that infamous bio-terror case, with guest appearances by the last of the alphabet, the first X** to the first Z** from Wammy’s House; and the story of how the world’s greatest inventor, Quillish Wammy, aka Watari, had first met L, then about eight years old—the case that gave birth to the century’s greatest detective, The Winchester Mad Bombings that occurred just after the third World War**.”

it is interesting that they are described as “the first” x, y, and z. this could be a translation thing, but it could also infer that letters are replaceable, and subsequently we have seen replacements via near and mello.

we can infer that the A and B we know are the first of their letters, as well as L, and potentially C(?). we do not see replacements in death note for these letters, and by DN canon alone, we are left to assume that mello and near are the first “M” and “N” in wammy house. but this could be entirely false.

by the time we see them, they could be the second generation of letters, having gone through another A, B, C, all the way to M and N. it could stop at N, or it could go on to the end of the alphabet. we just do not know. it’s also interesting to note that characters like near, mello, matt, and linda all have aliases that are names, not letters, and that particularly near and mello are named by not just aligning the first names of their aliases to their birth names, but also their places in the wammy alphabet of succession.

it also leaves questions for characters like matt and linda, as matt specifically is considered still to be the third in line, despite sharing a named alias that begins with the same letter as mello, with mello being the one known as “M.”

by the naming convention alone, as well as seeing that the heirs of L are at least encouraged to play should they want to, it’s clear that some structural differences have been made to the heir program. this could infer that potentially the entire first generation of lettered children “failed” for various reasons, most all ending in death.

this all strongly leads me to believe that near, matt, mello, and linda are all part of a second generation of L’s heirs in the timeline, though linda does not seem to be in line as a successor, instead showing that there are still other children at wammy house not affiliated with the program, albeit brilliant themselves.

** i’m not even going into the third world war mentioned in the novel here in this post. **

LIVING CONDITIONS: post-wammy house, B has no singular address. it is noted that he has many lairs specifically across the united states, but also throughout the world. i headcanon that he was establishing headquarters before leaving wammy house.

MISC HC // * READING: B will read books over and over again, memorizing every line, every word, every letter until he can recite the page number, line, the book backwards if you wanted. he reads books at least four times, but never more than thirteen. this is not something A has to do. B has a photographic memory like many of the wammy children, and finds himself burdened by the constant names and dates he sees with his special eyes. by this logic, he also can usually tell who and who will not be the next L based on their dates of death, specifically for children like A, matt, or mello.

more likely tba

#/ * SCARLET LETTER ( BEYOND BIRTHDAY )#/ * HEADCANON #ill likely edit this tomorrow morning to give my brain a break but #here it finally is #it's very long and is primarily a resource for me but i think it's helpful in converging LABB and DN

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