#Remedy my brain

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Ahti and Warlin are probably such good friends. They have so much in common!

They're both mysterious, timeless paranatural beings, unaffected by the manufactured realities of nightmares, who can travel across places through an interdimensional nexus that takes the shape of a building that's not easily accessed by normal means.

Ahti goes in and out of The Oldest House unobstructed. The building has probably shown Ahti some sights as a token of gratitude for all the upkeep.

And Warlin maybe has seen and been through everything, willing his own Door in the Oceanview to take him when and where he wants and needs to be.

I wonder if it's the Oceanview where they met for the first time. Or where they've never met.

How that conversation went. When Door offered a Janitor job to Ahti in his Talk Show Studio when there was no more work on the Bureau. Ahti has no closet in the Nightmare version of the Oceanview as far I remember.

How that conversation went. When Ahti unlocked a Door for a tired Warlin in the Motel, so he wouldn't need to go through the Janitor's closet.

How that conversation went. When each one noticed the other had always been in the Oceanview.

I wonder if Warlin has ever set foot within The Oldest House. Such event being a mere possibility means he has. Some time and some universe else.

And there are more connections and reflections if you will.

Ahti meets Jesse who never once complains about her given title, Janitor's Assistant. She's happy about it, she knows the ins and outs of the job very well. Maybe one day she'll be handed the keys to the Motel and command of the House itself, the Gods themselves sang about it

And so I’m drawn ever deeper In the Oldest House and all these empty rooms This vacant, spellbound mystery motel Where I’m the keeper, where I set the rules

He's never once lied to Jesse, or hidden information from her. Sure he may seem a bit obscure, if you've had to learn a second language then you know how infuriating the barrier is sometimes, and the little rush of pride you may feel in refusing to try to translate idioms, and Jesse seems to have compassion or intuition of this fact, maybe even both. And she never resented anyone for her lack of understanding.

Ahti knew what Jesse wanted and needed, and immediately pointed her in the right direction, the elevator is just over there. Go find your brother, get rid of the pests. And scrub some of the mold in your way there.

He was even there in her Nightmare, once again a guide. Encouraging her, and proud when the third time around she got a grip on herself to awaken and merge with her Guardian Angel.

Same and not the same with the writer. Another lost soul in a Nightmare, this one of his own making. Although with him, Ahti seemed wary about unlocking the door. Was Ahti trying to protect Alan from himself? He knew the writer had not mastered his Stalking Demon yet. And, he's just the Janitor you see, not a Gatekeeper.

How many times did Ahti talk to Jesse in The Oldest House? Maybe it's the same number he talked to Alan in the Dark Place.

And Warlin? He's got one unwilling disciple, playing something like a twelve-dimensional chess with him as a piece. A center piece?

And his approach is, particular, to say the least. Unlike Ahti's clear waters, Door is obscuring as much as possible from Timothy. There's no upfront information here. And Warlin knows the outcome, maybe. Tim will eventually know what is going on, the why of every one of Warlin's actions, perhaps Tim will even understand him, for there was at least once a different version of both of them that ended up working together. There was a path for Jack Joyce to follow Martin Hatch.

Funny how the Janitor's Assistant and the Unwilling Disciple met and worked together in a different version of themselves.

I wonder, if Warlin shifted into this version because here, when she'd emerge, it would be her the one to shoot the man in charge of the shady institution that "employed" her? Where instead of dying in an explosion like a supernova, she'd carry a Star within her? An echo that didn't need to be Wilder, where she had the space and guidance to come into full and total control, unlike the disease of time and loneliness that wreaked havoc in Door himself once/always?

And the woman Warlin is worried about in this version of this universe? His very own daughter. But don't tell anyone, that's not his style.

How excited must he be for the moment Saga gets to see through it all. They'll maybe even complain about Mr. Wake, and how he made a habit of a writing other people's daughters into his story. And toast to make sure it doesn't happen a third time.

[red-nightskies]

Every stone on every mountain, Is etched with my name

[strangerathecinema]

hypothetically, what if we invited our spanish study group to our newly bought apartment that we both share and while they’re over there’s a knock at the door and it’s the pizza delivery guy and we can’t decide who should go let him in so we roll a dice and one of the sides makes you leave to get the pizza and it lands us in the darkest timeline and our friends all get traumatized and you lose your larynx from attempting to eat a flaming troll doll but it’s okay because we’re still best friends despite it all and we wear felt goatees together?

[sanamustdie]

alan wake holding courage like jesus holding a lamb (inspired by this tweet)

[wankernumberniiiiiiiiine]

omg art by @artevalentinapaz to accompany a ridiculous crossover I'm working on:

The blue box appeared in Pneumatics on a Thursday. Teams immediately cordoned it off, and rangers were summoned to keep it under observation.

Jesse wandered in a few hours later, flipping through the report that Emily's team had prepared (and delivered by hand, since Pneumatics were temporarily quarantined).

"What the hell is a 'Police Box?'" she asked, as she looked it over.

"No idea," Emily said. "But that's not the weirdest part."

Jesse sighed and waited.

"In material composition and radioactive emission, it seems to match the Oldest House," Emily said. "At least, from what we've been able to determine from external examination."

"So that implies there's an interior to analyze?" Jesse murmured. She walked over and tried the handle on the box's door, and it stayed steadfastly shut.

A moment later the door popped open with a squeak. Jesse jumped backward and put herself between it and Emily. A blonde woman in a long coat bounded out, waving an object that flashed and whirred.

"Oh," she said, with curious realization. She trotted over to Jesse and waved the object around a bit, listening to the change in pitch. "I don't mean to alarm you, but are you aware that you're infested with an extradimensional alien parasite?"

Jesse blinked. "Yep. She really doesn't like the word 'infested,' though," she said.

"Oh," the woman said, again. She stowed her scanning object in its preferred pocket. "My apologies. Brilliant! I'm the Doctor. This is Yaz."

The other woman who had wandered out of the box waved, and hung back near the door. Jesse noticed that she looked around curiously, and that neither intruder seemed particularly worried about the strangeness of their environment.

"She's the Doctor," Jesse said wryly, as she hooked a thumb over her shoulder toward Emily. "I'm Jesse."

The Doctor started. "Not. Jesse Faden. Oh, and you're Doctor Emily Faden! You're both on my list! Well, I say 'list...'" She appeared prepared to ramble on for quite awhile until her companion gently elbowed her in the side. "It's an honor."

Emily's eyebrows had ascended to some new, permanent altitude. "Pope, actually."

"What?" the Doctor said. She looked around. "Where?"

"Emily Pope."

The Doctor blinked. "Oh." She flicked her eyes between Jesse and Emily and put on a bright smile. "My mistake." She swung her arms idly. "So, how many guns would you say are pointed at us right now?"

"At least a dozen," Jesse said.

"Never liked guns," the Doctor muttered. "What would it take to knock that number to half?"

"You could start by telling us how you found this place."

The Doctor smiled. "It doesn't like to be found, right? Funny, that. And us? We're just travelers." 

"She's a menace," came a voice from the shadows off in a corner.

Jesse looked over her shoulder. "Ahti, you know these people?"

Ahti was mopping, and didn't bother looking up from his work. "One has the face that always changes. The other is the constant who is never the same," he muttered. "I know them."

"Nice to see you, too," said the Doctor, with a wave. "And if I'm a menace, we're going to have words about you parking a type 35 TARDIS in New York City for hundreds of years."

[saikkunen]

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[crypticthumbs]

(me: keep in mind.the angle! of the light source!!! keep in mind the angle!!ofthelightsource!!!keepinmymindtheangl- me, adding yet another highlight: uhh yeah... the light suuure comes from somewhere)

[x-nephophile-x]

make you see what's beneath the surface.

[cenoblitz]

That The Last Unicorn quote gives me all the FEELS

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So @ashtree11's Jesse Empress AU fic

[diaryofplainjane]

I may or may not be writing a very long essay about season 3 episode 4 of community. (remedial chaos theory).

It’s one of the best TV episodes I’ve ever seen.

[lesbianalanwake]

the inspiration for Cauldron Lake is Crater Lake, one of the deepest lakes on earth and a caldera that formed when Mount Mazama erupted so violently that the volcano itself collapsed. I've been reading about extinction events and what causes them for unrelated reasons, so it's on the brain, and I have this idea in my head, that a massive eruption along a subduction zone (where two tectonic plates converge, and the oceanic plate wedges beneath the continental plate) and a resultant volcanic winter sounds like a very "Dark Place breaching into this reality" kind of event.

[likopinina]

for a character that never appears in person in the game, dr Ash sure manages to make an impression. he's voiced by a voice actor with only this one listed role and he knocked it out of the park, truly ate and left no crumbs. the remedy writers for the notes we find scattered around had a field day sharing all that research. nearly every line that comes out of this character goes so hard it feels illegal. he made the fast travel system. went caveman. questioned legitimacy of powerful beings beyond our comprehension. based.

[herebecritters]

They pass the paint brush between layers, taking turns contributing to their masterpiece -w-

Screwy belongs to @ickyguts

[laughing-gunslinger]

“This is my story.”

[super-who-locked-me-in-here]

You know, I talk about Hannibal enough in my life to the people I see regularly that if I just say "I'm in love with Will" it doesn't cause any problems.

But then sometimes I'm in a Situation™ where I say something like that and either the people don't know I like Hannibal, they don't know the main character is named Will, or their brain just doesn't piece together "oh they're probably talking about Will Graham".

And it's problematic because if I say "I'm in love with Will" and people don't know I mean Will Graham, well, I only know 4 people named Will and they are:

- My dad

- My 16-year-old cousin

- My anthropology professor who is married and in his late 50s

- My brother-in-law's best friend who is married

:/