#r lutece

[theartofzan]

Artober Day 29: R. Lutece You'll find that handy in a pinch. The difference between life and death. I will NEVER be over the Lutece twins from Bioshock Infinite! So today we have Rosalind with a shield infusion to help you get through the day. Only two days of Artober left!! Can you believe it?

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[aaauwiaiauuakaa]

smiles at you lovingly ,, ∞

" Y esa vivencia es la referencia que con otros me une y me diferencia " el hijo de Hernández by el Cuarteto de Nos

I LOVE THEM !(1>!**+ :3

[sanctamater]

THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS A FAIR GAME. ONLY WINNERS AND LOSERS. a cyber.punk au.

in which our lady can never really wash away the blood she's stained her hands with, even fifty years later.

this is also going to be a long one. i will try and divide it up as best i can, but regardless, it will be long.

THE BASICS. NAME: Amelia Comstock; formerly Van Nostrand TITLES AND STYLES: Mrs. [A.] Comstock, Militech's Heart, Militech's Voice of Reason, The Good Lady, Our Lady, Gilded Lady, COO, Boss. OCCUPATION: Chief Operating Officer (COO) of Militech, philanthropist. CLASS: Corpo exec; full Corpo Immunity. Combat Medic. NC ID #: 67-0431-1997 AGE: 80 as of 2077; looks to be in her late 30s thanks to Nanobots and what Amelia will call an excellent night cream. DATE AND PLACE OF BIRTH: April 31st, 1997, New York City, New York; NUSA (formerly known as the United States of America) MARITAL STATUS: Married to Senator Zachary Hale Comstock; Senator of New York State and leader of the Founder Religion (read: cult) CHILDREN: Elizabeth Comstock (born 2016); whereabouts currently unknown to general public. Her disappearance in 2023 has been the subject of much speculation.

EXTRAS. NOTABLE FEATURES: Notably, a gilded cybernetic neck that has been engraved with art deco lines. It is her largest piece of cyberware that she has installed - having done so after surviving the attempt on her life in 2018, rendering her neck invulnerable to organic damage. It contains an AI replica of her voice; and occasionally will glitch and warp into a robotic voice - think Siri or Alexa. In addition, she has 5 gold tears implanted under her eyes; 2 on her left cheekbone, and 3 on her right. These serve no purpose other than aesthetics; but reference the sorrows of Mary and hold personal meeting as Amelia counts her own sorrows. She has yet to reach 7. Gold cybernetics run up her legs as well - and her left ring finger has been replaced with a golden cybernetic one in place of a wedding band; a 'request' from Zachary. Amelia dresses in severe, black Militech garb - a knee length, long sleeved, high collared black dress that displays a clerical collar. Her uniform usually has gold edging and she wears a ballistic vest outfitted with a glowing, red Militech insignia that doubles as a tracking device, and another insignia next to it of a white cross on a red background, signalling her status as medical personnel.

ON THE CULT. Senator Zachary Hale Comstock (representative of New York state) is the head of an ever growing cult known as ‘The Founder’s Faith’; focusing on colonial America and an attempt to return to ‘true democracy’ and a ‘true America’. The cult decries all forms of cyberware and Media infiltration, and despite the Senator’s ties to Militech that enabled him to become a Senator, the cult is against Militech run government and corp meddling in general. It values a ‘traditional’ lifestyle, and Senator Comstock preaches a return to those values; and promises that should he ever be placed in charge by the grace of God, he will return the NUSA to its glory days no matter the cost. In reality, the cult is a death cult that seeks to destroy the NUSA in its entirety and rebuild anew, with Zachary climbing the ladder higher in a bid to eventually become President - with their daughter Elizabeth following in his footsteps. Zachary embezzles funds and tech from Militech to further this outcome through his wife; and when Amelia realised what she had given entry to after marrying him, she attempted to whistleblow and expose him in front of the board. The Senator attempted to strangle his wife to death, and failed. Now, she lives quietly - and bides her time. 

ON ELIZABETH. Elizabeth would have been, for all intents and purposes, a normal girl had she not been subjected to the experiments of Rosalind and Zachary. As an infant, they attempted to do the impossible: bridge Elizabeth's mind between the here and The Net. Given her age and how malleable she was, the splitting was a success - a first time achievement in history - allowing Elizabeth to exist across two planes at once. Elizabeth can enter the Net without any assistance; ICE poses no issue to her - she can walk through firewalls with ease and encounter rogue AI and daemons without problems; even building and accessing formerly dark and abandoned areas in the Net. This is something that is kept secret - every corpo, gov and gang would attempt to get their hands on on Elizabeth if this were common knowledge - even Amelia does not know; and Elizabeth is guarded by Sentient AI called 'SONGBIRD' from her 'TOWER'; where she has been learning for 50 years, isolated from the world.

ON ROSALIND AND ROBERT. Rosalind Lutece was a premiere scientist and Netrunner in the USA; known for creating excellent AI and advancements in Net infrastructure. She was contracted by Zachary to look in to using and harnessing the Net as a weapon; and what would happen if the Net fell. Assisting her in this was the AI 'ROBERT'; an AI she created based on herself - a brother of sorts. Robert assisted with the experiment upon Elizabeth; but later became sentient, and regretted his involvement. Robert successfully convinced Rosalind to attempt to free Elizabeth in 2035; only to have Rosalind killed by Zachary. Distraught, Robert created a copy of Rosalind as AI - the two are now rogue beings in the net.

TIMELINE: 2013 - 2023

2013

Amelia's father, one of the original board members of Militech, passes suddenly; leaving Amelia both his seat in the board of directors and the family weapons and munitions factory.

Amelia takes to the position with zeal despite her youth; having grown up with Militech executives and been involved in its business since birth - though young, she is well liked and easy to get along with, and quickly becomes a voice of reason. To placate Lundee, who Amelia quickly finds herself in opposition with, she enters Yale early, enrolling into a BA for Political Science, which she aims to complete in 2 years at the age of 18.

2015

Amelia completes her BA. An internal coup is staged and Amelia is taken out of her place in the board by supporters and placed as the COO of Militech; with many hoping to use her as a buffer to Lundee. That's the official memo - but most of the faction know she is young and impressionable, and wish to use Amelia as a puppet COO to advance their own agenda.

Amelia decides to get an MA in Business Studies to complete her education at Yale. She meets Zachary Hale Comstock there; who is preaching his doctrine and dogma around the USA. There, he preached against corpowars and the power of technology; claiming it was a corrupting force, and warned of more and more corpowars in the future. Amelia, wishing for Militech to become more than just a weapons and arms dealer, envisioning them as peacekeeping, non-partisan corporation is enthralled by this, and continues to attend his sermons.

Amelia and Zachary are married in May of 2015; he uses Amelia's influence to jumpstart his political career and increase the range of the cult.

Militech assigns ex-soldier turned bodyguard, Booker DeWitt, to Amelia in the face of unrest. Amelia quickly finds that married life is not what she expected; Zachary is prone to bouts of explosive anger, belittles her, and demands a child from her - claiming that his prophecy to save America involves a child being born of their union. Amelia is under intense pressure to conceive, and confides often in Booker. The two begin an affair.

2016

Elizabeth Comstock is born in early winter, 2016. The labour is a traumatic one for Amelia, who is only 19. There are rumours that Zachary Hale Comstock is not the father; and that Booker DeWitt is.

Zachary Hale Comstock begins to embezzle funds from Militech using Amelia's clearances to fund research with Rosalind Lutece.

The Third Corpo War begins and ends; proving Earth-shattering. Zachary uses this as an opportunity to claim he had prophesied this. The cult continues to grow.

2017

Amelia is moved from New York City to Night City. She takes Elizabeth with her as Zachary has no interest in child-rearing, believing it to be Amelia's sole duty and purpose.

Amelia begins to notice someone is using her credentials and clearance and that her spending accounts do not match up with her own personal records.

2018

Amelia confronts Zachary about his embezzlement after rooting through his office desk on a return trip to New York City. The argument escalates and becomes physical. Zachary attempts to strangle Amelia to death when she threatens to reveal his research to Militech and his embezzlement of their funds. Amelia escapes by gouging out his organic eyes with her nails, and promises to stay quiet. Zachary ensures this by threatening her with Elizabeth being taken from her.

The attack is passed off as an assassination attempt, blaming Lazarus for the hit. Lazarus denies these claims.

Militech releases Booker DeWitt from service after failing to protect Amelia. He becomes a solo in Night City.

2019

Amelia replaces her neck with her now iconic gilded one; and implants two tears on her cheek. One for her attempted murder, and one for her silence.

2020

Elizabeth begins to manifest strange abilities connected to the Net. Rosalind Lutece implies Elizabeth would be an excellent Netrunner should she be allowed to train her. Amelia rebukes this.

2021

Booker and Amelia get back together.

The Fourth Corpo war begins.

2022

Militech and Arasaka become involved in the corpo war after OTEK and CINO come to a standstill; Donald Lundee pushes for more and more covert tactics and strikes against Arasaka in an attempt to push them out from the USA. Amelia and her faction disagree; and the two begin to clash.

Arasaka strikes at Militech's Night City HQ; killing dozens - Amelia escapes, and is later seen providing medical attention to both Militech and Arasaka forces with a dedicated medical team. The image of her doing so endears her to the public.

Zachary Hale Comstock is elected Senator of New York City; there are rumours that Militech interfered with the election to ensure the husband of their COO gained office.

The war continues with cities and countries being reduced to ash. Lundee continues to order strike upon strike; tensions begin to mount as Lundee and Amelia's factions gather strength - only to have both corps nationalised, effectively ending the war.

President Elizabeth Kress reactivates Militech with the goal of ridding Arasaka from the USA's borders. Lundee and Amelia are brought back on board and the war resumes.

Booker and Amelia make plans to leave Night City and flee to a different state, taking Elizabeth with them and starting life anew.

2023

A scream sheet reveals that Booker and Amelia have been having an affair. The fallout is astronomical.

Citing moral failure on Amelia's part, Zachary seizes Elizabeth from Amelia's custody, and places her in 'The Tower' within Night City to be observed by Rosalind Lutece.

Amelia is brought before the Militech board and put on trial for her ties to an anarchist; only saved by her own powerful faction. Lundee gives her one last chance.

Eager to make good on his commission, Lundee devises a plan to end the war once and for all: a bomb to the heart of Arasaka, forever crippling its roots in the USA.

Amelia, eager to regain status in Militech, signs off on the strike against Arasaka with Lundee's blessing. The funds are given to Johnny Silverhand.

On August 23rd, 2023, Johnny Silverhand and Morgan Blackhand lead a strike team into Arasaka tower. The nuclear blast kills 12,000 and killed over 750,000 more. Johnny Silverhand dies in combat.

Amelia, in the aftermath, leads another medical team to provide aid to injured citizens and take the spotlight off of militch.

Amelia gets three tears implanted upon her cheek: one for Elizabeth, one for Night City, and one for Booker. The guilt eats at her - but the corpo war has ended, and Militech and the USA are now one in the same.

2077 INVOLVEMENT

THE JIST: Amelia has been working from Washington, DC since 2023. For the past 50 years, she has stood as a voice of reason within Militech, and has a devoted faction within the corp in addition to the cult. With tensions mounting between Arasaka and Militech again, she has been sent back to Night City to facilitate peace talks.

MISSIONS: In the main narrative of CP77, Amelia is only hinted at returning to the city at first, and does not appear in the narrative until after Alt is contacted in Pacifica.

MY WRATH MAY NOT GO FORTH LIKE FIRE! On a routine cyberpyscho job from Regina, V will have the choice to kill or spare a solo (Booker DeWitt) that has gone off the deep end. Upon sparing him, V will exit to see Militech vans coming to collect the solo from the scene. No agents will answer any questions; but if the player looks, they will see the gleam of a gilded neck from behind one of the tinted windows. 

REPAY NO ONE EVIL FOR EVIL: Amelia will contact V through a Militech fixer offering a small job - stealing back Militech information from an Arasaka counter intel agent. She will pay a bonus for stealth, and deduct pay if caught or if V zeroes any agents, regardless of them being Arasaka or not.

YOU SHALL NOT BEAR FALSE WITNESS: Amelia's fixer will contact V again, offering them another job rescuing a Militech officer from Arasaka interrogation. She will reward stealth, and will deduct again if the officer or any Arasaka personnel are killed.

BRING ME THE HEAD OF HOLOFERNES! Amelia will then contact V anonymously about 7 in game days after this third mission has passed, offhandedly saying that she has heard of V’s name in Night City and their reputation precedes them; that she has a job for them that pays well, if they’d like to hear it. Amelia will then invite V to her apartment, and introduce herself fully there - away from prying eyes. It is there that Amelia requests a hit on her husband - and NUSA Presidential Candidate; who is in Night City for a debate - Senator Zachary Hale Comstock; saying that this is a job that needs V’s strength, cunning - and, most importantly, V’s kindness.  Note: If V chooses to kill the solo, Amelia will still offer this mission; but she’ll be noticeably distant and instead mention that this hit requires someone who’s a cold blooded killer who doesn’t think, just acts.

There are some catches to this job, however. Security is tight, and stealth is a must: detection would risk the cult martyring Zachary, and it cannot seem anything other than an accident or a suicide - something V will have to choose what to do. On completing this mission successfully, V will be wired 55,000 eddies. Failure to stealth nullifies the job entirely.

HER CHILDREN ARRIVE AND CALL HER BLESSED: Amelia will then contact V and request for V to release Elizabeth to her before Zachary's inner circle gets their hands on Elizabeth; V will have to stealth going through 3 floors of a penthouse in a mega tower in order to get to Elizabeth, and disable the AI Songbird in order to retrieve her and bring her to Amelia. Once Songbird is disabled, Elizabeth will assist V with enemy takedown and quick hacking. Stealth is mandatory - failure to stealth will result in mission failure. Upon driving Elizabeth to Amelia, V is wired 90,000 eddies and is profusely thanked by Amelia.

THE END: At the end of the game, a successful mission will show the cult dissolving without a head; a failure will show the cult instead securing Elizabeth and using them to forge their path. Turning down the mission will show that President Myers has been assassinated, and Zachary Hale Comstock has won the ‘election’. 

If V took Hanako’s deal: Tensions between Arasaka and Militech will continue to rise now that Saburo is effectively immortal.  If V put carried out a strike on Arasaka with Rogue: With Arasaka in tatters, Amelia is able to discuss terms with the rival corp and alleviate the tension somewhat - for now. She becomes the next CEO of Militech and announces a new, brighter future ahead. If V solo'd with Johnny or put a strike with the Aldecaldos: Amelia, Booker, and Elizabeth leave Night City to continue Booker's therapy.

[fuchsiamae]

the logic loop that I'm getting hung up on: rosalind needs comstock to get funding for the tear device, but comstock (ostensibly) uses the tears in his prophecies to form his cult of personality and get that funding

the most obvious answer is that comstock lies to begin with

or maybe that he's just some guy with big ideas when first getting columbia funded, and it's not until she gets the tears going with that funding that he goes full prophet

time to break out my clown shoes again

I'm back on my "trying to parse fine detail from the timeline of a game that wasn't meat to be examined" bullshit

it's fucking bioshock infinite this time so this is a fool's errand from the start (which I suppose is thematically appropriate)

[didyoutrydynamite]

I love the bioshock crossover and would humbly ask how would the interactions between jaune and the Lutece twins go around

Jaune: *After seemingly falling for eternity, he's surprised by a flash of light followed by the sound of thunder. Next came the howling winds, the falling rain as he plummeted through a storm. He had just barely registered the chaotic ocean waves below before bracing for impact. He manages to break the water's surface to gasp for air.* R-RUBYYYYY! WEISSS?! BLAKE!? *COUGH COUGH!* YANG-*COUGH* ANYONNEEEE!?

Boat: *Rows up next to Jaune, two pairs of arm pulling him into the boat*

Jaune: *Rolls onto his back, coughing up sea water*

Robert: Goodness, you seem to have fallen quite far.

Rosalind: Maybe farther than anyone before. Are you injured, young man?

Jaune: *Shaken, he sits up and takes stock of his surroundings* W-who are you? Where am I?

Robert: I am Robert, this is my dear sister, Rosalind, and you appear to have landed in our universe.

Jaune: *Eyes widen in confusion* Universe? What do you mean?

Rosalind: You see, young man, there are many different universes, each with their own unique properties and laws of physics. It seems that you have fallen into one that is not your own.

Jaune: *Stunned* How is that even possible?

Rosalind: That is the question isn't it? Tell me, have you happened to have stumbled between the fabrics of multiple realities?

Jaune: I- uh, fell in a void between portals, I guess?

Rosalind/Robert: *Nod to eachother* That'll do it.

Robert: *Leans in* What is your name?

Jaune: *Gulps* J-Jaune, Jaune Arc.

Rosalind: And that armor. Are you a soldier of sorts? A warrior?

Jaune: *Sits more comfortably in the boat* I'm a Huntsman, I was trained to fight monsters and bad guys.

Rosalind/Robert: *Share a look*

Robert: No.

Rosalind: I haven't even made my proposition yet.

Jaune: *Confused* What proposition?

Robert: It's never been anyone else.

Rosalind: Maybe that's the issue. Things have gotten quite messy as it is.

Robert: And adding a completely unknown variable won't be just as, if not more messy? We can't deviate despite the complications, Sister. One goes into an experiment knowing they can fail.

Jaune: Excuse me?

Rosalind: But one does not undertake an experiment knowing one HAS failed. Face it Brother, we've caught ourselves in a loop. No matter how many Bookers we throw into the fray, they inevitably fail or inadvertently perpetuate the loop. It is clear that we require a wildcard, an element of unpredictability that the universe has not yet accounted for.

Jaune: E-EXCUSE ME!

Robert/Rosalind: *Turn* Yes, Mr. Arc?

Jaune: Listen, I'm sorry if you're dealing with something right now, but I have to get back home. My friends and my world are in trouble, and I can't just sit around here.

Rosalind/Robert: *Share another look*

Robert: *Sighs and nods*

Rosalind: Mr. Arc. We understand your plight, but I'm afraid we can't send you back to your world... yet.

Jaune: *Peaked interest* Yet? So there's a way back?!

Rosalind: You see, by helping us solve our problem, you can also solve yours.

Robert: *Hands Jaune a box that seemed to have appeared from nowhere* There is a girl being held prisoner in the city of Colombia. Only she has the power to send you back to your rightful universe. Free the girl...

Rosalind: ...And you may return home.

Jaune: *Opens box to find notes, pictures, drawings, and a loaded gun* Will this be dangerous?

Robert: No more dangerous than fighting monsters, I'd presume.

Jaune: *Looks at the contents of the box with a mixture of apprehension and determination* I'll do it. I have to try. Where do we start?

Rosalind: First, we start with rowing. Brother?

Robert: *Sighs* Yes, yes. I know the- *Thoughtful expression* Mr. Arc. Do you row?

Jaune: Uh, sure. I can help row.

Robert: *Leans to Rosalind* I like this one much better already.

Rosalind: *Pleased smile* I'm sure he will prove to be a very interesting variable, Brother.

[monsieur-neuvillette]

[ After being the one to have to go fetch more ingredients instead of Sakura or Dolly, Carimella was making her way through the city of Fontaine. She was unsure where the market was, frantically searching the roads when she bumped into someone with a squeak, her ears flopping down behind her. ]

"E-eep! S-sorry! I-i didn't look where I was going-!"

[ The girl was skittish, not used to having many social interactions with more popular figures. ]

"R-really sorry-!"

~ @cafe-luteces-baker

[Neuvillette seemed to have a small streak of people running into him recently, remaining straight up and turning his gaze to the woman in front of him with a curious look, giving a small note to her nervousness]

“Ah, hello there. It is no issue.”

[He fixed his pin, turning to completely face her, his hands going to rest on his cane]

“May I ask why you are in such a hurry?”

[whispers-through-the-walls]

RIP R. Lutece I feel like you would've loved Cole Porter's songs

[lovey-lou]

Hey there! I'm Lou. (They/Them pronouns preferred, any are OK) Thanks for stopping by!

Typical DNIs apply. I'm not really about discourse or drama so please don't bring any of that up. I'm a grown ass adult who's just here to vibe ✌️

Main blog is @wimawile, so all interactions will come from there.

F/O List under the cut!

CURRENT:

Iknik Blackstone Varrick (Legend of Korra)

Alyx Vance (Half-life 2)

Bayonetta (From 1&2, fuck 3)

Papyrus (Undertale)

Murdoc Niccals (Gorillaz)

Dormant F/Os:

Gayle (Animal Crossing)

Lopez (Animal Crossing)

Felix (FE3H)

Elliott (Stardew Valley)

Rosalind Lutece (Bioshock Infinite)

Brigitte (Overwatch)

Skoodge (Invader Zim)

Kazuichi Soda (SDR2, DR3)

Stanford Pines (Gravity Falls)

Happy Mask Salesman (LOZ: Majora's Mask)

Black Bomber (Super Bomberman R)

All romantic. Still kind of short, but will add to this as I think of more.

I love all the characters on this list but due to hyperfixations I'm more fixated on current ones!!

Others:

Ike (Fire Emblem (Purely physical attraction. Still ship him with Soren))

Garnet (Steven Universe (Complicated. Love her, but still ship Rupphire))

Also, I don't care if you share any of them! In fact, I'd love to meet others who share their love of a character with me.

[timeloooop]

this is a common theme found in a lot of lutece-fics but id love to see your take on the twins talking about and comparing the differences between their lives pre-particle and pre-columbia!! (you write them with such nuance and understanding and subtle eeriness it rlly hammers home the way they feel like . fae-like almost)

Last week, Robert existed.

This week, Robert still exists, but not in his world. Existence is less a question of evidence and more a non-compulsory attendance record. Robert remembers jumping through the tear: the unstable perimeter was a soft blue (blue, no doubt, because it is the smallest color; it spreads so easily and thinly, like butter) and buzzing from static electricity (a theory: two realties too similar will repel each other just as two negatively charged electrons do) that lifted the fine hairs exposed on Robert's neck and the backside of his hands. He also remembers seeing himself jump. He remembers first existing in this reality seven days ago, and he remembers existing in this reality thirty-one years ago, age four, ginger hair pooling past each shoulder (both longer than he ever remembers and as long as he remembers) and over a green striped shirtwaist with thin pleats (he both does and does not remember wearing as a child).

Robert's memories, it seems, are recessive. When entering another reality, the primary inhabiter's memories are dominant and chiefly expressed. All at once, upon entry, Robert inherited Rosalind's memories. A super majority of which are the same; most of his life is her life. Such unity provides stability. It is the smaller, intricate details that thin and scatter from him—like butter, like blue.

Immediately after Robert's arrival to Rosalind's reality, The Lutece Device short-circuited. Tears have been weaker and erratic, their strength and longevity far depleted.

In the shared Lutece laboratory, Rosalind slowly runs a rubber-gloved hand along a pair of thick fibre optic cables that are connected to the field conductor stationed in the middle of the room. Any fissures, no matter how minuscule, would be highly detrimental to the output levels. Luckily, they're easy enough to detect, if present at all: fissures in the cables, when touched, feel like tiny shocks beneath the skin even while wearing protective gloves.

Robert stands below the corresponding collider dome affixed to one of the two main metal pillars. His arm is raised above his head to reach the collider's conductive surface. In his hand, he holds a modified oscilloscope that translates the electricity levels emitting from the dome into decipherable green wave lines. He reaches for a dial just left of the collider to recalibrate the output, but it's absent. There is no dial. He rubs his hand around the flat slab of metal, groping for that which is not there. Blood trickles from his nose. The dial is on the right. He remembers the dial is on the right. A familiar yet foreign pulsating pain swells deep behind his eyes. Something clatters to the floor. He looks, Rosalind looks. The oscilloscope. The hand that was holding it is pinching the bridge of his nose.

Rosalind is near Robert in three quick strides. Her speed towards him physically imitates the sensation of falling backwards. Or, an alternative hypothesis: he is falling backwards. His head is light. Everything considerately and considerably softens in sound just as all noise feels shrill and distant. Splotches of black begin to enter his vision. He should sit down. Fortunately: his body may well already be rapidly approaching such a destination. Unfortunately: the impact will hurt. Fortunately/Unfortunately: he likely won't be conscious for it. Rosalind grabs the end of Robert's tie and pulls—hard—altering his fall trajectory to the opposing direction (i.e. towards her) and averting a collision with the metal pillar.

Twenty-two seconds later—Rosalind times it—Robert comes to. His lips feel wet. His chin, too. He's low. They're on the floor. He's cradled in Rosalind's arms.

«What did you think?» «Right.» «Right.» «Right is right.» «Yes...» «Left is left.» «And up is up and down is down. Now nothing is left: what did you think?» «Nothing is left.» «Yes.» «No.» He must think this correctly: «There is no dial on the left.» «I see.» Rosalind plucks a white handkerchief from a hidden pocket in the lining of her suit jacket and wipes the blood from Robert's face. That is a new habit of hers. She didn't have a handkerchief with her during his previous fit and had to leave his side to locate one. Robert finds this amendment equally touching and maddening. How often is she worrying about him? To divert her attention to him, with a mind like hers—like theirs—is like siphoning all the heat of the sun to hatch a single chick. He would like her to worry less. His eyes crinkle-twinkle:

«B positive.» «I’m trying.» «No, my blood is B positive, should the bleeding cease to stop and I require a transfusion.» Rosalind rolls her eyes. Robert smiles. «What de trop detail. You know we share the same blood type.» «Precisely so: we share everything. Including the same sense of humor.» Rosalind hides away a smile, poised and composed, in much the way a lady is meant to carefully fold and store her undergarments—as though the smile itself is, to her, far too defamatory or revealing. «Lean forward.» She hooks the side of her index finger beneath Robert's round chin and the pad of her thumb presses into the small dip of skin below his lower lip. The fit of her thumb in the delicate dip of his chin feels identical to her own chin. She finds this familiarity not likable or unlikable, simply likely (a cursory note: the skin of his face is smooth, as smooth as hers; might Robert's hormone levels prevent him from growing a beard? they've been together for a week and she's never seen him shave or any evidence of shaving (no hair trimmings clinging to the shallow basin of the bathroom sink, no razor resting alongside her perfectly parallel hair fasteners)). She tilts his head down.

«It is commendable your sense of humor still remains intact given your current state. But it is your other, more physical senses I worry for.» «I see, I hear. Yes, I smell blood. Yes, I taste it. An alarming state, but I propose the opposite would be far worse.» «Seeing and hearing blood?» «No, I mean, not smelling or tasting the traces of blood present on and in my person.» «Hm.»

Despite their similarities, there is still an entire lifetime of Robert's that Rosalind is not privy to. Not in the way he is to hers. For her, it's guesswork or interrogations. She's envious. She's curious. «Do we differ?» A perfect flash of overlap surfaces in Robert's mind. Of his world and of hers, different and alike; his nose does not bleed. «At university, they would not admit you due to your perceived gender. You told them there was a mistake in your application. You were, in fact, Robert Lutece, not Rosalind. For four years, you dressed like me.» She smiles. «I wore a lot of ill-fitting trousers.» «You had to be me. Let me be you for a time.»

[proficdroid]

this was really fun!! i couldn't think of any avunculucest ships though so i left it blank. i'm counting selfcest ships too bc i love them so much lol

first incest ship: Oncest (Onceler X Greedler) i was deep in the Onceler fandom as a kid lol and this was my first exposure to selfcest! i still really like it too

most recent incest ship: Gravecest (Andrew Graves X Ashley Graves) i played TCOAAL recently and i can confirm, they're completely shippable. i love some fucked up codependency mwah

favourite incest ship: Lutececest (Robert Lutece X Rosalind Lutece) I LOVE LUTECECEST RAHH!!!! they're both a selfcest and sibcest ship what's not to love. THERE'S ONLY ONE BED IN THEIR LAB!! THEY'RE BASICALLY CANON!!!

favourite canon incest ship: Summorty (Summer Smith X Morty Smith) i will never shut up about the canon incest baby episode. like R&M really just did that on screen in canon. honorary mention to Bethcest because they're even MORE canon

unpopular incest ship you like: Paulcest (Paul Matthews X Paul-23) I NEED MORE HATCHETFIELD FANS TO SHIP THESE TWO!!! there's something so deliciously fucked up about 23 killing his original and taking his place.... i think they should get a little gay with it too. i love clonecest you guys

popular incest ship you like: Blankshipping (Emmet X Ingo) THEY'RE LITERALLY MADE FOR EACH OTHER!! THEY'RE EACH OTHERS PERFECT OPPOSITES AND THEY'RE SO LOST WITHOUT EACH OTHER YOU'RE GONNA TELL ME THEY'RE NOT IN LOVE!???

popular incest ship you don't like: Pinecest (Dipper Pines X Mabel Pines) i just really don't vibe with this one even though i usually love twincest... idk the fact that they're so closely based on the creator and his sister puts me off a bit. they're cute though!

incest ship you only like in AU/fics: McFlycest (Marty McFly X Lorraine McFly) again these two are practically canon already, but i just don't see Marty knowingly hooking up with his mom... but an AU where he doesn't know who she is until after? absolute gold. i eat that shit up. this also works with Marty X George too i need this guy to accidentally fuck his parents via time travel bs

sibcest you like: Datalore (Data Soong X Lore Soong) this specific comic is what got me to ship them i'll be honest. does it count as incest if they're robots? they call each other brother so i'm counting it. anyway like i said i adore fucked up sibcest dynamics and Lore is SO toxically gay for Data. what are you keeping his decapitated head alive for if it's not for incest reasons Lore????

parent/child you like: Willmike/Aftoncest (Micheal Afton X William Afton) do i like this ship as a couple? absolutely not. i do however think William is a narcissistic freak who is down horrendous for his son who looks just like him and has the same violent tendencies and capacity for murder. i just know that man is a nonce

other shipcest you like: Rickmorty (Rick Sanchez X Morty Smith) R&M is a goldmine of shipcest man. these two are so fucking gay and i know there's so many universes where the fucked nasty. not to even mention all of the alternate Ricks and Mortys and the episode where they basically implied Citadel Mortys work as SWs for Ricks??? oh my god they're canon as hell

I created a little shipcest meme that we were doing in the shipcest community (to join the community, write @litcest)

So if someone wants to fill in, go on, I'd love to see your ships ^^ Leaving blanks is allowed, if you can't think of a ship or choose between them

Avunculicest here used as any uncle or aunt/nibling ship

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Most Dynamic Duos In Gaming

Most Dynamic Duos In Gaming We can talk about Mario and Luigi and Sonic and Tails, but bonus points for newer additions to the canon. I’m pretty partial to Brok and Sindri and the Lutece twins myself Submitted June 24, 2024 at 11:27PM by _NorthSouth https://ift.tt/CU0bHTF via /r/gaming

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[lootzest]

time(s) they almost got caught

the thing is that when you're compelled to touch each other as much as R. Lutece, this nearly happens a lot

they snuck off at some tedious state function to kiss and dance and finally enjoy some worthwhile conversation and were nearly caught by the staff - Robert pushed Rosalind into a hedge so that she couldn't be recognised and tipped the waiter that spotted him handsomely. after all, a rumour about Robert Lutece getting handsy with a mystery woman isn't the worst thing (neither was all the apology oral he had to give her to make up for shoving her into topiary)

they don't risk sex at work but they do need to make contact or they go mad so are able to step apart at speed when someone comes in and their hands are too close

they've definitely forgotten the housekeeper is coming and been in the throes of passion when she arrives - Robert conveniently happens to have a nosebleed right that minute so no Mrs. Mayhew you really mustn't come in, I'm attending to my brother (cue Robert giggling and Rosalind jabbing him in the thigh) (they still finish, just quietly and the housekeeper doesn't mention that Robert look remarkably well for a man who has allegedly just suffered blood loss)

also Comstock has hammered on the door when they are several hours into a whole, slow day in bed and they are very naked and very disinclined to answer the door but he keeps knocking and Rosalind has to answer the door in her wrapper and they all know that he knows and he makes pointed remarks and makes them open tear after tear and the day is ruined until he finally leaves and Robert is fantastically rude about him to cheer Rosalind up so they have a brandy and go back to bed to pick up where they left off

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ugh dammit I'm TRYING to work on t+t rewrites but now I'm considering a lutece/portal au (thanks @lootzest, eyeroll)

r lutece born a couple of generations later, getting opportunities for work and study during ww2 that then dry up postwar, coming to the states in hopes that some big shiny american tech company will pay for her research. she snags a different crazy man (probably with the help of his assistant, who's actually heard of her work), but the important thing is she gets her funding, and the first tear opens at aperture labs.

an alternate universe clone is extremely not the weirdest thing to show up at aperture, so the only real difference is they can be open about it and no one cares. he's fully human and she didn't grow or build him herself? not even a side-eye when they smooch at work.

what with robert having a conscience and all, he probably doesn't take well to aperture's hr practices in the 70s. they're valuable company assets, but if he starts threatening to make trouble, they might get disappeared. like the borealis, maybe.

alternately the canon pair could just show up at aperture post-"death" wanting to play with the lab equipment

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Artober Day 30 - R Lutece The bird? Or the cage? Bioshock Infinite is one of those games that really, really stuck with me, like I will never get over how great of a game it is. Of course the Lutece twins are my favorite part, and they're seriously some of the greatest video game characters of all time (in my opinion) Support Me On: Redbubble / Ko-Fi

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Another pair of matched panels from the thing I’m working on... I might keep posting bits without their text now and then because it’s gonna take a while, haha