#Oceanview Motel and Casino

[the-cosmic-arcade]

Been playing Alan Wake in preparation for Alan Wake II and it naturally made me want to go back and revisit Control. Remedy's ability to nail this tone of retro futurism, Americana, weird fiction, and Brutalism while making it so believable is unparalleled. Even on my old lower end PC the game looks absolutely fantastic. You can FEEL the warmth of the sun rays peeking in through the blinds and the dust of the Oceanview Motel & Casino along with the cold concrete and marble of The Oldest House. It completely absorbs you into Jesse's headspace as they traverse though it. Just a phenomenal game, man.

#Control #Remedy #control remedy #vgedit #video game #Alan Wake #Alan Wake II #Alan Wake 2 #Jesse Faden #Oceanview Motel and Casino #Oceanview Motel & Casino #architecture #gaming #gamer #interiors #americana #brutalism #scifi #my writing #my edit #virtual photography #photography #gaming edit #gaming blog #mine

[aleksikesa]

and if I said the oceanview motel and casino exists in the world of kentucky route zero

#control #control game #kentucky route zero #oceanview motel and casino #started krz yesterday #so good #bizarre and nonsensical secret government agencies is a good genre #talking

[div-divington]

Doorways to Other Places

#photo mode #control 2019 #control remedy #control #screenshots #remedy entertainment #the oldest house #federal bureau of control #oceanview motel #oceanview motel & casino #gonna add the AW tag just for the spiral door #alan wake

[doomed-jester]

So Tom Zane is a permanent resident at the Oceanview Hotel & Spa. And Casper Darling leaves his last message to Jesse (the Dyna-Mite video) at the Oceanview Motel & Casino. All signs point to them both being the same Oceanview, just different aspects of it (we even see the same door symbols in both), but I think there's a really funny implication here.

Tom Zane shot Darling's music video.

#is there a tag for darling x zane? like a recognized name for the ship? #because they were SO boning #alan wake #control remedy #tom zane #thomas zane #thomas seine #casper darling #alan wake 2 #alan wake spoilers

[solid-six]

In most of the visits you make to the Oceanview Motel & Casino, there's a radio playing in the lobby. Here's a clip of it playing while you're standing right in front of it - this one is from the 'Clocks' side mission.

What's interesting, though, is that the further you move down either hallway, away from the lobby and the radio, the slower the music gets! The sound of the radio time-stretches more and more the further away you get from it.

Here's the same radio playing while you're standing in front of the first door closest to the lobby, (in either direction, doesn't matter which)...

...and in front of the second door from the lobby...

...and the third door...

...and then at the very end of the hall.

Here's a clip of Jesse walking from the end of the hall, when the music is completely stretched beyond recognition, all the way back to the lobby, (along with someone laughing hysterically somewhere?).

As far as I can tell, it's not that there are separate files/assets for certain distances away - it seems like it's a fluid change from regular speed all the way down - that it's actively shifting the speed on a curve, like turning up the reverb incrementally the further away from a sound you move.

I have to imagine that time-stretching is a pretty process-intensive effect to use like this, plus the fact that each time there's a radio playing in the lobby here it's a different tune, so they set this up to work in multiple instances with multiple tracks - that's a LOT of effort and detail for something so small. Unless it has an underlying meaning, (which, I mean, it's Remedy, so not unlikely), all of this is simply to add an eerie, other-wordly feeling to the location that you may not even consciously notice.

This is only one example of this, but I noticed it in every other instance of a radio playing in the lobby of the motel.

#control #control game #control remedy #remedy control #remedy entertainment #remedyverse #jesse faden #federal bureau of control #the oldest house #oceanview motel #video game sound design #video game soundtrack #sound design

[foibles-fables]

For the soft cozy fic prompt: Control, Jesse/Emily, 15-Bed warm. They need some cozy times with all the chaos they’ve been through

I wrote this weird stream-of-consciousness thing on the plane today--hope you enjoy!!

EDIT: Posted to AO3 today!

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Jesse’s nightmares are hazed in red. They come rushing in with a hollow fear that punches a swift and heavy-dense hole straight through her sternum.

Stars blown away, none left to guide her. Just emptiness, emptiness, emptiness, and a looking glass. It’s all a matter of perception. Glancing sidelong (never head-on, too much, recoil) presents an image—a face that matches hers by a measure of half, bare scalp and calm-frenzy scarlet eyes and a sharp smile that twists and twists as he stares her down.

The mirror is a poster. Peel it back and see the same. Their names are etched in concatenation with a designation that follows: P[6/7/6/7/6/7]. The numeral is not text but it compels, it vacillates. Like a seizure. Like a film projection, distorted.

This was by chance. This was by design. Two lives and two outcomes. Snap your fingers to transmute.

That's all it'll take.

And when Jesse opens her mouth to whisper, to scream, to bid it to stop, she’s drowned by a discordant babel of affirmation in voices that are all her own.

I want to listen. I want to dream. I want to smile. I want to hurt.

I don’t want to be.

There’s a soul-deep glimmer of warning behind her closed eyes—they snap open stinging as Jesse wakes with a start, wakes without a sound. Laid out flat on her back and soaked in cold shiver-sweat, she spins into substance from the periphery and inward, halting around the through-and-through void gaping at her chest. When she breathes it's shallow and ragged, uncontrolled, and all the air she takes won’t fill it in. Her hand aches. First finger feels bone-sore from the Service Weapon’s trigger. She chose this.

She chose this but it's not here. It's not here. Find something else to reach for.

Find it before they find you.

"Jesse?"

Her name, spoken on its own, sounds broken-off. Vestigial. One of two parts, half of the not-hers dream-name, left to exist on its own.

But her name is also a gentle and groggy question spoken by a husking voice that soothes. In comes a surge of context. Naked. Bare skin against scratchy linens, water stains on the ceiling, motes of dust floating with enviable aimlessness through curtain-cracked sunlight. The ring of an untouched bell chimes over crackling radio music.

One hand and a light-switch cord, three pulls—one hand holding another’s with purpose, fingers laced.

"Jesse."

Less of a question.

She scrapes up the capacity to turn her head and finds Emily lying beside her in the motel bed, watching, gaze drowsy but intent. Her blue eyes pale to silver in the slats of perpetual daylight strewn across bedding, across exposed skin. Emily's is as bare as her own. The sheets pool at her waist. No HRA—the Hiss haven’t touched this place and Polaris’s protection isn't needed.

Or maybe her protection has just—extended.

Jesse looks at Emily and considers this and her throat goes dry.

But she also breathes. Deep and satisfying.

"Hey," she croaks on the labored exhale, still finding her voice. "Sorry, did I—was I, uh, making noise?"

"A little." Emily touches her, hidden from view: a stroke of her thumb on the inside of Jesse's wrist. "Are you alright?"

What follows is a lie, but only just. "Yeah. Yeah, I—woke up and didn't know where I was, for a second."

The corners of Emily’s mouth quirk into a tiny smile, and Jesse knows what’s coming.

“To be fair,” she says, all eagerness, Head of Research minus the clipboard (she holds Jesse’s hand in a loose grip instead), “we don’t really know where we are. In dimensional euclidean terms, at least.”

The Oceanview Motel and Casino is a Place of Power in ways beyond the obvious and the obscure. A dreamscape that offers a moment of reprieve in transit. A liminal sanctuary for this new ritual they’re establishing when the shifting gets to them: visit together, share each other, be.

Jesse gets another breath. Her skin thrums with remembering and she wants to be closer—wants to reach and cling and bury her fingers to the knuckle in the roots of Emily’s short-cropped hair.

“Just kind of feels like Nevada to me,” she says instead, squinting against the sunlight while keeping her gaze fixed on Emily’s long lashes. Doesn’t want to know what she might see if she looks away.

“Could be.” Emily’s fingertips trace up to the curve of Jesse’s bicep. Dream-logic as physical contact. It’s calming in a way Jesse hasn’t let herself grow used to, but she’s trying. “We’ll learn. For now, though, it’s kind of exciting. That for all that we’ve seen, there’s still so much left to fathom.” Her grin broadens, brightens, cracking the corners of her eyes. Jesse’s pulse kick-starts, erratic. Polaris, knowing, resonates smugly, if smug is a thing extradimensional sentient frequencies can be. “Don’t you think?”

Emily has a way of seeing what’s there. All the rest falls away—all of the complications, all of the tangles, all of the clouded context.

And Emily has always seen Jesse. Chalk that up to synchronicity too.

“Yeah,” Jesse says, wanting to be a part of that so badly she aches. “Yeah.”

Emily’s smile softens. “You look so tired.” A palm, then, smoothing across Jesse’s neck, her cheek. A bodily tether in all of this liminality. “Turn over? We can stay here a little longer, if you’d like.”

There are no words and there is no lack of understanding. Jesse capitulates—turns on her side, facing away. Bed-warm and soft and so quiet, Emily moves closer to curl against her back. Her hand flattens against the valley between Jesse’s bare breasts. The space between Jesse’s shoulder blades feels like it was made for the press of Emily’s mouth.

Somehow Emily transcends her own limits. Fills empty spaces. Maybe that’s just another reason why Jesse was led here.

They both breathe with the rhythm of sleep. Jesse's empty hand splays out over Emily's.

Jesse chose and Jesse chooses. Over and over, she chooses.

Jesse wants to be.

Jesse is glad to be here.

#i literally do not know. this was a thing that happened #control #control game #control 2019 #control remedy #jesse faden #emily pope #jesse x emily #jesse faden x emily pope #foibles_fables

[lesbianalanwake]

oh, what if the Oceanview Hotel in AW2 is the “casino” side of Oceanview Motel & Casino? what if we’re gambling. what if we’re rolling some metaphorical and thematic dice

#alan wake #control game #something something quantum probability and narrative determinism something #remedy posting #*posts

[lostinthewoodsomewhere]

Hello, I have written a Remedy Verse Fic! This sort of came out of nowhere as I haven't really written anything I've been comfortable with posting in a long time, so while its not the best, it's finished so i'm happy.

(Also Zane is very much Zane and maybe more in this fic, so please check the tags and content warnings if you need!)

#remedy control #alan wake 2 #alan wake 2 spoilers #final draft #jesse faden #she #thomas zane #tom zane #my fic #A03 fanfic #I forgot how long it takes just to edit and be happy with a fic on A03!!!

[ataehone]

Things I would like to see more discussion about regarding Alan Wake 2 #6: Oceanview Motel & Spa. You can learn more about it from Pat if you listen in to his show in his room at the Nursing Home before hell breaks loose, it definitely looks like a location that could work as a dimensional hub just like the Oceanview Motel & Casino and Oceanview Hotel do. (The fact that Alan apparently stole the plot beat about Logan drowning from the story of the teen drowning in the bunker which may have contributed to the Motel & Spa being deep-sixed is just icing on the cake)

#alan wake #alan wake 2 #alan wake 2 spoilers #alan wake ii spoilers #alan wake ii #oceanview motel #valhalla nursing home

[endwithajadestrick]

The Oceanview Motel and Casino, noir style

#Jesse Faden #control 2019 #control remedy #the oceanview motel #noir

[amiracleilluminated]

you're always in that damn 665 room in oceanview motel & casino

#alan wake 2 shitposting

[aleksikesa]

#control #control game #control remedy #oceanview motel and casino #i think checking myself into the motel will fix me #talking

[div-divington]

The Oceanview Motel & Casino

#I'm running out of specific area-themed screenshots and will soon just be dumping any and all screenshots i take #in my NEXT new playthrough #which i have just started #oceanview motel #oceanview #control #control game #control 2019 #remedy control #remedy entertainment #videogame screenshots #photo mode #i was actually only able to get these shots on my old post-game save by finding the secret Alan Wake call in AWE #since that takes you to the Motel one FINAL time #made the most of it

[a-finnish-janitor]

So I have to amend this post thanks to someone on youtube. It was pointed out to me that it reads Oceanview Hotel, not motel. And then I realized that not only it is motel, its “Oceanview Motel and Casino”. Which that probably would have been mentioned in the sign as well.

But, the fact that Jesse was able to see him in the Oceanview Motel has to mean something, and I wonder if hotel we see in the teaser images will play into it.

#alan wake 2 #alan wake 2 spoilers #remedy control #so i was rewatching the opening cutscene again #and realized there are two different sets of dialogue you can hear from jesse #one if you dont read any of the case files about alan #and one if you do #i was very confused for a minute there

[hibernationsuit]

where's that "touching grass isn't enough i need to go to oceanview motel and casino" post. i need it rn.

#going there would fix me. probably. just gonna lay on the sofa for a while

[maras-virtual-lens]

Oceanview Motel & Casino room

#control #control game #control photomode #virtual photography