#schizophrenia is not gonna give you abilities out of nowhere so how about you get yourself a singing coach

[venussaidso]

Deep law of assumption cultists when you talk about action. Not inspired action or magical action. But action. Action. Physical effort.

[purplemajasty]

A Lovely Fakement from the TMA AU

*click, whirrr*

Bumble cmon y’know I don't technically work in the archives! Yeah yeah, I know, “if I'm gonna be down here I might as well help” ugh fine fine, just give me the statement- yeah ill be back in a bit then.

Alright, let's see what we got here. Statement of Wendy Morales, hmm oddly familiar name- regarding… ah a series of encounters with impossible figures? Original statement given on march 17th, 2021, recorded on February 17, 2023. Alright uhh, oh! Yeah! Statement recorded by Pluto “Purple” Morado, Artifact storage assistant at the Magnus Institute, London. Statement begins.

“Okay, I'm gonna start this out with the fact that yeah, I know that I have a family history of schizophrenia, you think that when this started that wasn't the first thing I checked for? I was basically in the doctor's office as soon as it started happening, and they said everything was normal. So no, I know I'm not going crazy… at least god I hope not, or maybe I should hope that’s the case considering- whatever! Anyway- ugh- let me just start at the beginning. It started a few months ago. Really small things, like seeing motion out of the corner of my eye or background noise that sounds like voices murmuring but you can't quite make it out. Things that could be easily ignored or missed. But let me tell you it didn't stay that way for long. I started actually feeling things touching me, clawing at my skin, or grabbing so tight I thought the circulation would get cut off. But it never actually showed physically. This was about the point I went to the doctor, and while they didn't see anything wrong with me, they still referred me to a psychologist just in case. That's beside the point though because it just kept getting worse. I started waking up feeling like something was choking me, pinning me down so I was helpless. It was terrifying, I felt like my mind was turning against me. Things started going missing, I lived alone so no one else was moving them, and I started hearing doors and cabinets slamming across the house. On top of that, there was an almost constant unintelligible cacophony of voices coming from nowhere. My own home started warping and changing into something unrecognizable. But the worst, oh the worst of it was the dark, warped figures that I saw everywhere. No one else seemed to see them but me, but what terrified me the most was how they could interact with the world, changing things around me. Making me feel like nothing in my world is real. God, I just- I just don't want to live like this anymore. Is anything even real? Am I real? Please- please just help me please- “

Statement ends, while I was reading I figured out where I recognized the name from. I probably shouldn't say this on tape- eh ill just cut this section- but this is one of my first victims. I'm still developing but I wanted to try out my abilities on someone, just to understand what exactly I could do. I kinda hoped that by picking someone who expected hallucinations, I could mitigate the damage I did, but oh well you win some you lose some I guess. Sorry Bumble, I know you would be angry at me if you knew about everything. Honestly, you probably will be when you find out, cause there's really no avoiding it. But I hope you understand why I can’t tell you now.

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[lennqx-blog]

meet your resident fuck up ;

schizophreniawell, i'm finally sober and just a little hungover, but that won't stop a damn thang! my name is kendall and i came here to do one thing and one thing only... okay, actually a lot of things, but we're gonna start with me introducing you all to my problem child (drumroll plz) ... LENNOX SHADFORTH . lover, liver, and child of wu-tang.  PS: THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO DELT WITH MY SHIT LAST NIGHT AND WISHED ME A HAPPY BIRTHDAY

warning, this is the beginning of the long story (there’s a shorter version down bellow) ... ⌀ actually born, eleanor alycia shadforth, lennox grew up in boca raton,fl with two relatively young parents who were a direct product of "high school love". they not only served as a living example of how powerful that bond could prove to be, but they also were living proof of how much BULLSHIT that whole expectation is. they did well in their first years working and living by the beach, but by time their baby girl was born their problems began to grow larger than just, “who’s gonna out the groceries up?”. 

⌀ by time lenny was eight, the volatile battlefield her parents harbored in their household was far too much for either party to deal with. the two decided to split. lenny’s father refused to leave his decent job by the water, and lenny’s mother had nowhere else to go but her own mother’s house back in jupiter, fl. so, lenny was forced to leave behind all of her new friends from her primary years in school to follow her mom to live on her grandparent’s ranch. 

⌀ forced to attend a new school in a completely different county; lenny felt displaced and unappreciated. throughout her upbringing, she was tugged back and forth between her new home in jupiter and her old home in boca raton every other weekend. 

⌀ looking for refuge and stability in her life, lenny shut both of her parents out and grew very close to her grandmother who taught her everything from how to cook to how to tend to the horses on the ranch. she also grew very close to her friend from primary school, estelle. their beach homes were right next door to one another, so play dates and sleepovers were a given. 

⌀ a few years of the shadforth’s parental tango continued on, before lenny’s life was changed forever. when she was only twelve years old, her grandmother died as a result of a spooked horse kicking her in the head. the death of her grandmother took a toll on the entire family, but especially lenny. 

⌀ lenny felt extremely responsible because she knew if she were in the stable that weekend, she could’ve done something to stop the horse. her love for horses burned out, and it was clear. finally the huge difference in the girl’s behavior caught her mother’s attention, and her parents made the decision to move her back to boca raton full time. 

⌀ although the move was meant to take lenny’s mind off of her loss and surround her with old friends, the timing couldn’t have been worse. she was moving back to boca raton in the middle of her middle school years. the time when kids are most hostile and ....

okay i’m realizing that this is very long and unnecessary, so if you’ve made it this far.... i appreciate you. but i’m gonna wrap this shit up in a sweet summary, bc even i am getting tired of myself. 

basically... lennox was the product of two people who just really shouldn’t have been married, they split up and lenny was forced to move with her mother up to jupiter, fl to live on her grandmother’s ranch. she and her grandmother were super close and would often ride and care for horses together. during those years lenny also would go back to boca raton to visit her father every other weekend, where her friendship with estelle (her neighbor out there) continued to strengthen. at twelve, lenny’ grandmother died bc one of the horses went a little too wild, and it had a huge effect on the girl. her parents tried to help by moving her back to boca raton full tie to live with her dad, but things only really got worse. bc she moved during middle school, kids bullied her pretty bad, calling her names like space cadet and e.t.. her only friend left in the city, estelle, would often defend her but that wasn’t enough to really get her spirits up. when she was just in the eighth grade, she got mixed up with “the wrong crowd” and began smoking weed. the rush of being so bad and falling into that destructive lifestyle began to give her an escape from the guilt of loosing her grandmother. he wore being an outsider like a badge of pride, and it began to drive a wedge between she and her dear friend estelle. that entire year the two girls just drifted further and further apart. the less time they spent together, the more trouble lenny got into. although the two girls were nothing alike at this point, they still loved and missed each other. the summer before high school, they both agreed to accept once another for their differences and to walk into this new year and new school stronger than ever. it was actually estelle’s idea to give lenny a new start and to drop her actual name, crowning her with the kickass name, lennox. 

lennox and estelle went into high school looking like the good and bad conscious next to one another, but that sort of became their thing. as the years went on, friends were made and so were great memories. lenny continued on with her reckless ways, strengthening her chill yet lazy attitude, while estelle continued to grow stronger relationships with other people in the group. a bit jealous, lenny came up with a plan to keep her and estelle from ever drifting apart again. convince her to just try smoking. somehow she convinced the golden child to hit the blunt, and estelle’s world was changed... and far more than lennox could ever imagine. studies show that cannabis actually has the ability to trigger symptoms of schizophrenia for those who have a genetic history with the disorder. 

things seemed as if they were going great for lenny... she and estelle were closer than ever, even smoking together regularly. everyone graduated high school and went on with their lives, while estelle and lenny both stayed in boca raton. of course estelle was using her free time to actually get things done with her life, while lenny continued on with her lazy stoner ways. she bounced from job to job, eventually getting kicked out of her father’s house and turned to estelle to give her a couch to crash on. looking for easy work, she turned to selling weed, where she began to pick up drug habits far worse than thc. during their time living together, estelle told lenny everything about her disorder but made her promise not to tell a soul. lenny was shocked and terrified for her friend, but she knew estelle was strong, she figured she’d keep pushing on. the weight of what estelle went through didn’t register to selfish lenny.... not until she returned home to a roommate lying dead in their bathtub. the sight, the guilt, the reality... it all traumatized the girl. it was like her history was repeating itself, and just like she did with her grandmother, lenny blamed herself. with lenny not being a real tenant of her and estelle place, she was forced to get a real job, but still surfs the couches of her friends. lenny is almost always high, just trying to cope with the pain and shock of all of the loss she’s faced. those close to her deal with her bullshit and accept the dumb decisions she makes as “that’s just lenny”, but this downward spiral lenny is falling into quickly could turn into yet another loss for the divine nine (yes i just named them that haha). 

welp so, that summary was meant to be short and fast but somehow got extra and long af too. i’m so sorry guys, idk why i’m such a mess. i must be hella in character, but yeah if you read really any of that and you’re interested in plotting HIT A GIRL UP !!!!! i swear i don’t bite, and if you don’t believe me, just like this post and i’ll message you first.