#if they didn't want me to be overanalyzing details they shouldn't have put the details in

[sxrrandomfanfics]

Psychonauts 2 post-game takes place shortly after the main game (main game probably taking around 2 days (arrival, lucktopus mission, post-mission, and night of Maligula's attack)).

In Rhombus of Ruin, we know that the trip was also at MAX 2 days (one day in finding Truman and one day spent at the Rhombus considering that Malik got the delivery of his body done and was still in the mail by the time the crew gets back with Loboto and Truman's body)

And then we know that the first game flowed into Rhombus of Ruin. And of the total time on screen we see Raz spend at the camp, we see the night he arrives, the day he spends learning powers, the night he spends saving the brains, and the day he is supposed to leave.

Again, he also took at least a day traveling to the Whispering Rock Psychic Summer Camp and arrived on the first day.

Given all this time, we can assume that Raz most likely started his adventure on the night of November 28th, or on the night of the 5th of April.

Timeline of Events probably

November 28th/5th of April - Raz gets the pamphlet and gets inspired to run away November 29th/6th of April - Raz arrives at the Summer Camp November 30th/7th of April - Raz learns his psychic abilities and saves the brains. December 1st/8th of April - Raz is about to go home, when he's recruited to join the Rhombus mission. It would probably only take the day to get to the Rhombus, considering the state of everyone. December 2nd/9th of April - Raz and co survive the rhombus and bring Truman back in time for Raz's first day as an intern. December 3rd/10th of April - Post Lucktopus mission and return of Maligula December 4th/11th of April - Post PN2

#psychonauts headcanon #psychonauts 2 #psychonauts #if they didn't want me to be overanalyzing details they shouldn't have put the details in

[fallowfinality]

A better man, with a nondescript life.

(@princewished I hope you don’t mind posting one of our collab drabbles, I wanted to make an info post but I have NooOooOoo inspiration for it right now and this is the best way I can think to detail Mozenrath’s personalities.)

"So... Rayyan."

Aladdin wanted to ask how long he'd been dressing up like this. How long Rayyan had been simmering in Mozenrath's mind, an idea waiting to be made real. Whether it was there before him, or because of him.

He didn't get the chance to. Mozenrath turned, and asked: "Yes?"

And Aladdin chuckled. It was a little funny, he couldn't help it!

"What?" He was even doing the voice, almost. It wasn't a big change, but he could hear the difference.

"Stop it, Mozenrath. You don't really think I still believe you."

"Mozen..." It sounded like Rayyan putting on a mask, rather than Mozenrath shedding his.

His eyes were half-lidded again. "Of course, Aladdin. Of course you don't."

Well, fuck.

“It’s not like that,” Aladdin said, and then immediately tried to backtrack. “Actually it kind of is, but—Mozenrath, cut me some slack here. You’re… you, and you’ve been trying to kill me since we met. Discovering that you’re…” dressing like a girl, deceiving me, lying, “…Rayyan and trying to convince me that this wasn’t all an act is. Kind of a tall order.”

"But I'm not!" Mozenrath snaps. "Look. It's bad enough that this stupid habit got found out by you, and by Jasmine, and by the Genie. Can we not overanalyze this like I'm some... some phenomenon? Some freakshow?"

Aladdin crosses his arms, and all but sticks out his lower lip. He chews on it instead, and only frees his hand to half-shrug with it and say: "Then what is it? Are you just messing with me?”

"I--"

The twitch in his lip is Rayyan's, what he remembers from who his memory otherwise fails. His wide eyes are Hasret's, from a better man with a nondescript life.

The shaking in his lifted hands is all Mozenrath. "I don't know. This was all supposed to be a lie. I don't do this on purpose, Aladdin, they shouldn't be this real to me, but..."

"Nobody else to talk to, huh?"

“As if you care,” Mozenrath scowls, and regrets it if only because it shows his own weakness. “Why bother anyway if you believe this to be a lie?”

Aladdin crosses his arms, fingers tapping against his elbow in a way that Mozenrath (Rayyan) has come to learn means he’s deep in thought.

“I don’t know,” Aladdin finally decides, the absolute drama lord. No need for all this suspense. “Maybe I owe it to Rayyan… and to you, I guess… to at least try to understand.”

#drabble #ooc #(fi's paragraphs are bolded)