Ghost Trick x Transistor crossover AU
spoilers + details below
Maybe you're looking for someone to blame
Fighting for air while you circle the drain
Lynne is still an intrepid detective on the heels of a major case - until she's framed for the murder of Sissel. Sissel is now a digital ghost trapped within the Transistor. Together the two strangers must work together to undo the string of murders occuring across town and find out what's going on until it's too late.
Ray is possessing one of the OVC terminals at the beginning of the game, and guides you to the sandbox rooms.
Sissel can still reverse time (or at least watch replays). The [now digital] assassins replace the Process types (eg. Jeegos, Beauties, Dandies...). Each resident ghost you encounter unlocks a new 'trick' type in the Transistor.
Missile joins you for some segments of your travels.
Yomiel was originally the lead engineer on the Transistor project, and is now using the assassins as part of a revenge plot on the city.
Cabanela and Jowd are part of the elite team investigating the secret "digital manipulator", although they don't realize they've been infiltrated from the inside... They are also tracking down Lynne.
The confrontation at the Empty Set is with possessed Kamilla (and actually the first confrontation with Yomiel).
The confrontations with Cabanela and Jowd mirror Chapter 15.
Yomiel has been spying on Cabanela and the team via the body of Sissel-the-cat.
The park is Transistor Park.
That's as much as I've thought out so far: would love to hear if anyone has additions to add on! There's so many fun parallels between these two games.
(Also have thoughts on the Transistor characters in the Ghost Trick universe, but that one still needs a bit more fleshing out.)
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I feel like The Father and Hell both understand and experience love in all the worst ways.
The Father sought to create a life form that would follow and love him unconditionally. It wasn't enough that he had a great cosmic kingdom of angels who are unquestioningly loyal, no, he needed something that knew suffering and mortality and the threat of oblivion, and would still find love at the end; love for him above all else. But after numerous implied failures at that, in his desperation, he instead created the threat of eternal damnation to force them to love him in order avert that fate. Lucifer's words must have been like a splash of cold water, but by the time he realized sheer magnitude of suffering he had unintentionally set into motion, it was too late.
He could not destroy Hell; he could not stop the cycle of violence.
That guilt drove him to seek a death that, from the looks of it, eluded him in spite of the hollowness consuming him. And now he is... somewhere, helpless to stop his experiments from consuming one another and themselves in a glorious show of blood and violence.
And then there's Hell itself, who seems to recognize love as an act of violence and cruelty. It is something that derives joy only from the suffering of other living creatures. God gave it so many toys to hurt and break and reform, and Mankind gave it new ones. Why would it understand love as anything but? It gave Minos a facsimile of the son he is most ashamed of, and delighted when he cast it, once more, into a labyrinth. Gabriel flattened all the souls within it's confines beneath his heel and gave those that did bend false hopes.
Now there's V1, tearing its way through the remaining layers and creating a spectacle of violence like nothing Hell has ever witnessed before. How could it not love them all for all the entertainment they've provided?
But deep within its recesses, hidden away from the eyes of Heaven, there was a Gutterman. A machine built for war, who eventually came to love that which it gave it life at the cost of their own. Enough to give the human welded within their coffin the mercy that both Heaven and Hell had denied them; enough to write a single love letter to them, even knowing that it would never be read by its intended recipient.
So, as things turn out, you /can/ teach a machine to love. And they will understand and experience it more sincerely than God or Hell ever could.
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honestly shoutout to bioware for making such a mind meltingly dumbass decision because this game was too overwhelmingly exciting for me and i was behind on work and struggling to function normally due to how completely it had taken over my brain, but this has dampened my enthusiasm so much that im fine now :D
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I can already see the hours long video essays about the submersible.
"The Titanic Failure of Oceangate - Part 1" it'll be an hour long and only cover the start of the company and detail the numerous lawsuits and failures that the company had even before the CEO sealed himself into a metal tube and sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
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º ✧ 。 hi good morning happy friday just a friendly reminder that what we're NOT gonna do is stand for any harry and mj's friendship ERASURE in this house. this girlie pop did not SCREAM and sprint down the stairs just because "her boyfriend's bestie" came back...
yes, ofc, harry and pete have been friends for longer and are MUCH closer to one another. yes they have a BOND that mj isn't a part of and never will be. but don't you dare stand there and act like harry osborn doesn't ADORE mary jane watson all on her own and love the fuck outta her. don't you try and tell me that mj was only over at harry's apartment after getting attacked in the tunnels because they were mutually worried about pete - she was there because she feels SAFE with him around and she was scared to death. because they LEAN on each other when they're at their weakest.
he doesn't just STAN the two of them together because pete's happy - he does it because they're BOTH happy
THEY. ARE. ALSO. CLOSE. FRIENDS. and you frankly cheapen the emotional impact of the choices harry makes under the influence of the symbiote at the end of the game when you IGNORE that and just focus on the boys.
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The beauty of destruction... To be put on an altar dressed in oils and wafted herb smoke, well fed throughout your life, attended to as much then as now, led not in chains but by the draw of finally hearing the chorus of God's angels... To be laid down on marble stone, and to the song's louder and louder and more clear melody and with its beating pulse to be beheaded, thin slice, a mere moment you barely notice, as swift as a drum tap, on a blade sharpened dutifully to dull your own displeasure... The blood flowing into the exact perfect-messy shapes and forms of crystallised fate and physics in visual form - flow, fluid dynamics, friction, velocity all dragging it into God's calculated, dreaming art - to be embraced by every crevice in the ground like the valleys embrace the sky at home...
That bliss. Ascension and descent. When walking out of your body is paced to the same rhythm and tune as your beating heart was moments ago, the Sun eclipsing the Moon in unification, the way that the rain feels before it is droplets, when it is pathways between Sky and Ocean, to know its own fate before its body does...
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Tag People you would like to get to know better - I was tagged by @secretmellowblog , thank you friend!
1. Three ships: Empereur's Mercy, Empereur's Candlesticks, The Reader x Enjolras's Mom
2. First ever ship: Karin/Kazune
3. Last song: "Visions of Gideon" by Sufjan Stevens
4. Last movie: if stand-up specials count, Neal Brennan's Blocks; if not, I'm genuinely not sure
5. Currently reading: The New Jim Crow by Michelle Alexander
6. Currently watching: Nothing, I don't think.
7. Currently consuming: oxygen as I wait at 4AM to pick my neighbor up from a bus station
8. Currently craving: sleep would be pretty fucking chill, and also some time to be alone in my house and get caught up on personal projects
Tagging other people: @almondmisery @fionacreates @surefireshore @opens-up-4-nobody (no pressure!)
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