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mirrormania ¡ 7 months
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Obsessed with the DC tourist asking for clubs with a “no ugly people allowed” policy that plays house
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Is this person NYC or LA? Place your bets
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[[ Absolutely open to writing Myron in different time periods btw if you need me to, 70s, 80s, even as far back as the Victorian era. ( The thought... of Victorian era Myron is somehow a bit funny to me but he can pull it off-- ) Because Myron's weird "clay-like plastic surgery" is actually partially inspired by the way archaic plastic surgery used to look. He's a little better at it than most, but it fits him to be some kind of plastic surgery innovator gone mad. Just let me know if your muse can't be in modern day, I won't mind! ]]
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mirrormania ¡ 7 months
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draw mirror man for instant karma!!! jk. but I kind of get why Tumblr people love him so much now. his mirrors are VERY VERY fun to draw.
anyway. I drew what I imagined to be the dynamic of Opal's ma and pa. It's quite unhealthy at both ways, but they tolerate each other just enough to stay together for some reason.
We need a couple counseling AU I think
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hey hey hey psst, I'm gonna try to write this dork when I get back from class.
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mirrormania ¡ 7 months
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@drgaslight || The doctor will see you now!
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" And I see your tendency to redefine disease by what you need, And I'm afraid I can't prescribe the diagnosis that you seek... "
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@ithas || The doctor will see you now!
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" The-the-the-- the trouble is... It's just so obvious! I still see all the lines of surgery remnants where I cut away and left the flaws behind in the ether... "
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hey hey hey psst, I'm gonna try to write this dork when I get back from class.
👁️ Like this for a lyric starter?
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hey hey hey psst, I'm gonna try to write this dork when I get back from class.
👁️ Like this for a lyric starter?
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{{ There's so many. Dramatic moments in my mind now though haha-- Like the thought of Myron directing his unhinged temper at another doctor not because his pride is hurt for once but earnestly because he's freaking out over his daughter not waking up, and it's YOUR fault, you're the neurologist, and definitely not my fault for not paying attention when she confided her worsening state in me, her father-- aaaa
And the thought that Myron after corrupting doesn't kill kids but just keeps them in the waiting room or wants to turn them into adults is because he's mixing them up with Claire in his mind and he absolutely at one point told Claire it gets better when you're older so he's like-- ah yes, graft on the skin to make her an adult and the nightmares end 👍 not remotely registering how many layers of not making sense he's on
AND THE THOUGHT of him actually stumbling upon Claire again, or she goes back to find him, and she hasn't died or woken up yet, and the way his monstrous form would knock over objects and crawl up walls desperately trying to catch her and it's LIKE a terrible distortion of the scene in the OPAL short itself where she's chased and the family is banging on her door to get in.
Ok i'm done. Its out of my system haha }}
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[[ SO... LN is infinitely forever vague in how anything works, but I'm wondering how to work in Claire a bit more concretely into how Myron's monsterfication happens... because Claire must be a child who could see nightmares, not a nightmare born child, because she definitely is afraid of her weird, distorted family... so the question is... is Myron and everybody a nightmare that reflects her family or is Myron literally her father taken to the nightmare world and he simply got assimilated into it? I feel like it has to be literally her father, because nightmare myron knows who claire is and keeps her and his wife's photo in his office, a picture of his wife before and after her addictions, a baby picture of him pre-mirrors holding Claire, and a modern picture of Claire. But I don't think...... nightmares are literally nightmares in that way? As in they might be influenced by the child dreaming but not direct manifestations of specific people.... ( Although I'm not sure? The hanging doctor seems like he was kind of mentioned in the real world? But that's kind of a headcanon theory... )
So ok stay with me. I'm using my ADHD to rapidfire thought relation this into existence-- So the podcast references that children who endure nightmares feel parts of themselves erode, they become a bit mentally unwell in some way, they lose something. What if seeing nightmares runs in the family, but the adults endured their nightmares and outgrew it, but it left them with their extremely unhealthy habits. Myron developed severe body dysmorphia-- something mentioned in the podcast at that-- but still had a child and became a doctor. And maybe being a doctor, his line of work allowed him to be near his daughter during treatment for her nightmares more than the others and it managed to get him trapped in the nightmare world-- probably while attempting to get ahold of his daughter, perhaps even trying to save her ( I'll... give mirror man the benefit of the doubt to assume that in the event of life or death he would at least make... An Attempt to save his daughter lmao-- ) but his natural vices made it easy for him to be corrupted by nightmares. Does that..... seem like a reasonable past...? Maybe.
I'll have to see how this podcast ends as well! I'll have to see what happens when an adult gets put in the Nowhere, but I'm 90% sure adults turn into a monster, that doctor is going to turn into something really awful I'm betting you. ]]
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mirrormania ¡ 7 months
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[[ HI HELLO HI HEY THERE SO LITTLE NIGHTMARES HUH Ok, am I just going to manifest from thin air like I wasn't gone for 3 months? Um... unfortunately, kinda? A bit. I'm so sorry. Same exact reason I left last time, this blog is never getting deleted it just has insanely long hiatus at unpredictable days BUT--
Guess whose holding up and vibrating their Little Nightmares verse~? I'm most absolutely obsessed with the podcast, of course, because I was immediately happy the second I heard the nightmare creatures actually talk, and talk a fair bit. Which means yayy me depicting Myron as a very talkative nightmare isn't just a canon divergence for RP sake then! Love to hear it! And to have a better reference for how these nightmares talk! He's definitely closest to the lonely mall monster in speaking, but it's nice to know it is reasonable to depict him this way. Weird voice distortions and impossible tone shifts? Very common. Eerily friendly but erratic and unnatural cadence? On brand! Anyways-- I'm sorry if the following posts are just me rambling while I try to figure out the lore of this game- ]]
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mirrormania ¡ 11 months
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[[ Just letting you all know I am, in fact, still here and alive, I'm just doing college stuff. Still lurking though! Feel free to send asks or interact whenever, I'll be around ! ]]
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[[ The interesting detail of Myron's desire to not just give his patients a permanent botox smile but also himself, as if to say unhappiness isn't pretty, including his own. Just an interesting detail..... ]]
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Their apology is taken as a given, something expected, so it seems to have no effect on his temper beyond keeping it at his current pace, petty enough to slam open and shut plastic cabinets, eyes locked on the task. Even without his mirrors he did really prefer not to look at them-- those big, tired eyes. They were a bit older than her, but...
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" No, yeah! Definitely, Sure-- let me just... waltz out there, a half finished monstrosity without any of my equipment! Let's go to a park, why not? Maybe scare a few kids with my ugly, disgusting -- There it is! "
His pleasant tone returns as the hand mirror is found, abruptly as he stops fighting his plastic smile and returns to a calm, natural expression. He was nearly beginning to forget what he looked like! So maybe ugly was harsh. He's a work in progress... He feathers out his hair just right, checks his profile, and fixes his open-chested collar with a clear of his throat. Then he turns the mirror to include them in it behind him. He scoffs.
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" Hey-- kids don't play with glass. " He comes up to them, eyes still firmly on the dark wood hand mirror in his grip. He raises a hand and curls in the fingers in little flicks to imply he wants them to hand it over. " Gee, did no one teach you that one eithe-- Uh. Hm. " His snarking tone catches in a sudden frown. Or something attempting to be one, as he recognizes the all too familiar color of red starting to bloom on their knee. Right... he let a child kneel down on top of a glass covered floor.
" Look... I really need to replace my mirrors but... can I patch up that knee before ya go, kiddo? " He sighs. " A little... cartoon band-aid and some disinfectant? Not exactly a good look having you leave my clinic with a bloody knee. " He bitterly chuckles. He's joking. Mostly.
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He   fumbles   aback   at   being   scorned  for   'staring',  eyes   darting   around   the   room   at   the   shattered    glass.   Gee,   there   were   plenty   of   mirrors   in   the   world.   He   wondered   if   the   strange   man    ever   stopped   looking   into   them.   "  Sorry,   sir,   I   didn't   mean   to- "
The   face   revealed   to   him   was   not   one   he   had   expected   though   Orel   isn't   shallow   nor   judgemental   as   his   mother   would   have   been towards @mirrormania.
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❝ Gosh,...  your   day's   ruined   over   your   mirrors  ?   I'm   sure   that   if   you   stepped   outside   you'd   see   the   best   reflection  in   the  world ! ...Which   uh,   golly,   well   it   is   actually   the   world  refelcted in of  itself! ❞  Fingers   fumbled   at   the   creases   in   his   sleeve. Orel   felt   sorry   enough   for   him.
Kneeling   down,   gently,   a   sudden   impact   to   his   hunting   knee   would   ever   be   a   passable   move. He   picks   up   one   of   the   glass   shards, a   bit   of  glass   grazing   the   scuff   of   the   knee   of   his   pants   and   ever   so   slightly   bloodying   it. It   was   his   better   leg   and   it   was   nothing   serious. Orel   doesn't   even   react.
❝  You   know   you   could   see   yourself   in   the   shards   of   glass.  ❞   He   holds   the   piece   up   to make   his   point.   Jaggered   edges   slightly   puncturing   skin. / cont
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" A fellow doctor? It is a pleasure. What's your specialty? " One of the mirrors, once a piercing blue eye, now reflects a blinding white smile, prettier than a gameshow host, as he welcomes the handshake. However, there's a beat of silent pause when they reject his services. His mirror inverts his botox smile into a frown just before it flips back to an eye.
" Just stopping by? Oh- I get it... Scoping out the competition, huh? I kid. " An entirely too pleasant laugh. A hand finds his hip, another rests curled near eloquently in the air. Flamboyant, yes, but posturing above all. Hard not to pose when you're constantly looking at yourself. When they look to his reflection, the eyes always meet his gaze. But what they say last causes another laugh. Slightly sharper, still pleasant. " Oh, this? Sorry, I'm afraid you've caught me multi-tasking. I really can't take my eyes off my face, I'm trying a new facelift treatment and I just-- if I see even a micrometer of movement, I have to course correct, y'know? This things a life saver-- can't imagine working without it nowadays... "
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A faint hum passed his lips, accompanied by a slight head tilt, at the sight that appeared before him. He meets the gaze of the eye in the mirror for a moment before watching the stranger approach him. Interesting, was the only word that came to mind in this moment. His composure remained unflinching as the man stopped in front of him, a hand offered out to him. "Dr. Manfred." He echoed, his eyes moving down to the polished hand before looking back up at the clusters of mirrors that shrouded his face. "Dr. Lecter. It is a pleasure meeting you." He continued, straightening his neck and accepting the hand with a firm shake, looking to one of the mirrors where he assume the man's head may be. "Thank you, but I have no need for any services today. I was simply in the neighborhood stopping by." A pause. The doctor's gaze moved to another one of the man's mirrors. "Is this gadget apart of your treatment for patients?" His eyes shifts to yet another mirror. "Or to hide yourself? Quite rude to not speak to a man face to face, wouldn't you say?"
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