prologue…
the sound of the underground made the flick of a lighter almost indistinguishable, heels clacking and echoing through the tiled tunnels. you exhale raggedly, spliff in one hand, everything you own in the other. some would say it’s pathetic all you had could fit into a carry-on, you’d say it’s convenient. you come to a halt underneath the staircase to the streets above, you take another drag and shiver as a gust of cold wind from outside weasels it’s way past you.
bristol, a town of memories, of happy families torn apart, of gangs and violence and posh kids getting cars and shoes and everything they desire while the children around them make do with what they can; sex, drugs, and alcohol. the town of roundview college, the town where your brother died.
dropping what’s left of the spliff you begin your trek up the stairs, every step making more hairs on your arms stand upright. you wrap them around yourself in a hug, trying to fight off the cold. the short denim skirt you decided to wear feels like a worse choice every step you take, but you ignore it and keep going. the lights on the streets give the town a lively feel, no matter the time, and make you feel more welcomed.
you knew the way, even if you didn’t know the destination quite yet, your big leaps across the streets of bristol could convince any bloke around that you knew exactly where you were going. you walked in a trance for what felt like hours and just minutes all in one before you stopped in front of a house with a chipped green wooden door.
you looked at it for a while, sizing it up, before changing the direction you were walking towards to the front door of number three of whatever this street’s name was. you softly placed your right ear on the door, closing your eyes and holding your breath, listening. when the quiet was all that talked back to you, you pushed against it softly, and it clicked open.
you didn’t care to check any of the rest of the house, just made your way upstairs with a sudden drowsiness behind your irises. the door adjacent to the end of the staircase at the end of the hall was peeped open, and you took your time getting to it, knocking it open with your boot’s toe to see what’s inside.
a mix of gray and white dotted and striped wallpapers hits your eyes, the street lamps outside illuminating pictures of half-naked women and a messy desk with moldy plates stacked atop each other. the bed is stripped of any sheets and shows a stained mattress with a lone pillow laying sadly in the middle.
letting your bag drop to the floor with a thud and wobbly on your knees you let yourself fall on top of it and lose consciousness. drifting off into a dark abyss of nothingness to swallow up the bleak room and let you rest from the travels you’d made the day before.
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Outlast antagonists headcanons
I'm only considering the ones from the first game, because for the other ones I haven't much to say. I consider Father Martin a morally grey character so he isn't here.
Chris Walker
The little pig plush it's always been his confort toy since he was a child. When he came back from the war Chris used it to mourn himself to cope
If he wasn't killed in the underground laborator and managed to kill everyone there he eventually would stay in the asylum and kill anyone who came near the facility, becoming a sort of urban legend
He really wanted to kill Trager but he was too concentrated on Miles. He barelly know him but he's still very angry with every Murkoff employees to think straight
Chris surely knows everyone in the asylum, judging Father Martin's purpose as ridiculus.
Richard Trager
I actively decided to ignore canon so before the mutation he had grey hair tied in a ponytail and glasses
His dedication to self-learning medicine is at the point that he sewed a ton of cuts himself. Also he told peolpe that he was an actual doctor and convinced them to be analyzed by him
When was a regular employee Trager used to call "kiddo" any coworker younger than him
(I once saw a fanart of this on pinterest) I think Trager is the type of mindfucker that tells kids things like "Don't smoke kids, its dangerous” but then snorts cocaine
The Twins
Not much to say about those guys exept they were sigly abused by their negletful parents who leave scars on their bodies. Later the social services took them and entrusted them to another family, but the damage was already done
They always lived symbiosis, isolatimg themself from the rest of the world, Their adoptive parents tryed to help them, but slowly they gave up. Later the two brothers killed them
They decided to follow Father Martin for basically no reason. They think that being under his protection would have make them untouchable, somehow.
Eddie Gluskin
I am a horrible person and I hc his birthday as February 14th
While he was basically a serial killer, I like to think that he worked in a wedding dress shop. At some point of his life he dropped school and the owner of that shop thaught him how to sew and pack clothes. Eddie could have stabilized himself, but he was already too deranged
Eddie hates women that much because his mother always knew what his father and uncle done to him and when they get to prison she blames him for taking her husband away from her
I actually think he would be a decent father. Of course he's a borderline psychopath and would rise his child in a sick environment full of torture and murder, but I don't think he would ever hurt them (intentionally, at least)
Frank Manera
I do think he murdered his family and cooked them after years of instabiliy
When he went to the Mount Massive he was put in the hands of a pretty sadistic guard who basically starved him in order to "punish him in the proper way"
His hair turned gray due to the stress of captivity
Actually he managed to not being catch by the SWAT but later he died for some kind of diase because of eating raw human meat
Jeremy Blaire
This man screams daddy issues. Like, have y'all present the song "Are you satisfied?" by Marina? Yeah, that's Jer.
While he was friend with Trager he used to be very embarassed of him and his chaoticity. They went on golf club like any bored rich but Jer constantly avoied Trager at parties
Actually treats like shit EVERY employee that's not his superior, but he really targeted Waylon more than anyone. Like one time he challenged him to arm wrestling and kept him busy for an hour and a half to make him understand how a real man behaves
Example of a cisgender straight white male, bye
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