Aliens. It all started with alien sightings. He was an unassuming young man who lived in a quiet, unassuming town. He worked fixing cars and lived on the outskirts with his wife. The UFO sightings and the constant run-ins with racists weren't the only things that turned Kit's life completely upside down. Being falsely accused of a string of crimes that targeted women caused him to be detained and institutionalized at Briarcliff. The murders stopped once he was apprehended which served as "proof" that he was the killer even though there was no way he'd committed those despicable acts, but the way the institution was ran it made Kit question his own sanity. Not only were Sister Jude's punishments traumatizing, but Dr. Arden's procedures were also very scarring.
Both of them left their marks on him in many ways, both psychologically and physically. Dr. Arden was a horrible man who committed atrocities toward people, most of which are too awful to mention. Sister Jude no doubt had her own troubled past but she kept those skeletons in the closet. The one who did the most damage to Kit was a girl named Grace, but once she was done toying with him he was left to rot in his own mind again. There was no one and nothing to distract him from the ongoing horrors and nothing to look forward to as he tried to fall asleep to screaming every night.
Life in the asylum was intended for the mentally insane, but it made Kit actually go insane the longer he stayed there. It was a place for those people who society shunned and deemed unfit to participate in it. Anyone who they didn't wanna look at anymore or take care of was shoved away into a dark and dusty corner known as Briarcliff. They were tortured, starved, or neglected until they eventually succumbed to insanity or even death. If the patients didn't take their own lives they were murdered, either by some mysterious illness or whatever diseases were running rampant throughout the place because it wasn't exactly clean. The conditions of the place brought a reporter into the place who thought she could bring about change. What a fool she was.
Lana Winters... Kit tried to befriend her. She extended an olive branch to him, claiming to understand his struggle and plight of being misunderstood for just wanting to love someone and having it be branded an abomination. She used him to get what she wanted and left him to rot. Could there still be hope that the two of them could work together to bring justice to those exploited by Briarcliff? Was their suffering all for nothing?
KYLE SPENCER
Kyle was just a boy who was going to college on a full ride scholarship. He was going to school for psychiatry to help adolescents. Unlike everyone in his fraternity, he was going to do great things one day and try to help people that had issues to prevent them from becoming monsters one day. That dream got cut short when a freak accident happened and they were all killed in a party bus incident.
As if that couldn't be the end of it. A witch named Zoe Benson saw the good in Kyle and couldn't let him rest. She noticed that he wasn't like the other scumbags he was forced to cohabitate with at his frat house. He wasn't like the chuds that committed one of the worst crimes against her housemate, Madison. With the help of Misty Day and her strange concoction of swamp muck, they were able to resurrect him... only they discovered that the gravesite was crudely thrown together and his body could only be crudely assembled as well.
As a result, Kyle was not Kyle. He was a new sort of Frankenstein creature. He lacked coordination, awareness of his surroundings, and memories of his dark past caused him immense pain when they brought him back to his mother. For whatever reason, he murdered her in cold blood. Zoe had no choice but to keep him chained up back at the Robichaux Academy, since he scared even Misty with his constant outbursts and failure to communicate. As amazing as her abilities were, she was not a mind reader.
He ended up becoming caught in a bizarre love triangle with Zoe and her roommate who insisted on taking advantage of him as often as possible. Whilst Zoe actually wanted to help rehabilitate Kyle, Madison only had an interest in his body...or whoever's bodies he was made of after her cruel experiment. She began to see him as her creation, taking more and more possession of him the more she noticed him and Zoe falling in love. He had become the tool in a tug-of-war between a closeted lesbian who had killed him and a girl that wanted to protect him from any further harm.
ANDREW VOSS
There were always murders happening around Woodsboro. This enshrouded the town in a mysterious and dangerous aura that made it a tourist destination for some and a place to avoid for most. No one wanted to live there or raise a family anymore and schools were becoming more and more dangerous by the day. Drew Voss decided to capitalize on this from the privacy of his bedroom, but he never expected it to take off the way it did.
Drew was a quiet, meek little boy who only really had one friend growing up and she was only really nice to him out of pity. The only other friends he had over the years were other outcasts, but none of them were ever as strange as he was. Drew liked horror movies and stories about people being put in tragic circumstances. He liked the types of films that had to be found in the darkest depths of the internet and there was next to no one in his class or entire school who could relate.
The only reason people left him alone was because they were afraid of the quiet kids and he had begun covering some of the school shootings on his new podcast. This had gained him some notoriety and a fanbase of rather strange people, but these troubled kids eventually became his only friends even though they were far away. Drew's chatrooms became a place where he ruled as someone that people looked up to and respected. He even got attention from a girl for the first time in his life, though he didn't understand that she had a whole host of problems and addictions. He was sheltered from things like that and had only seen people engaging in those acts in whatever morbid content he consumed.
Drew had gotten it into his head that he would help this girl after they learned that they lived fairly close to one another. Her name was Addison and the only reason she was probably talking to him was because she had some serious problems. They hung out all day one Saturday before they went and saw a scary movie for their first date, but an otherwise perfect day was ruined at the theatre after a former classmate recognized Drew. Most people who remembered him from real life hated his guts for making a mockery of their friends being murdered.
Being embarrassed in front of the only girl who he might've had a chance with was enough to set him off. Drew decided to take advantage of the fact that this girl had a morbid curiosity and a rebellious streak in her. She had next to no relationship with her parents or any adults who could tell her that what he expected from her was going to lead her down a bad path. He filled her head with ideas about them being a modern day Bonnie and Clyde and worked on desensitizing her to the idea of helping pull off a string of crimes reminiscent of the ones that occurred in his home town.
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Kit fell in love with a woman named Alma who he wanted to marry but they could only play pretend since it was illegal. They had a cozy little home that they made for themselves that he worked hard to preserve and there were all sorts of people trying to threaten that, people who didn't agree with their "lifestyle". The two of them weren't apparently meant to mix, "like water and oil", his father would say, but he didn't care. He defended her tooth and nail, no matter who showed up to the house, even if it was grey or green men with space ships.
They took her from him and no one believed that story. He was taken to an institution for the criminally insane after insisting that he wasn't the one that skinned her alive. He would never do such a thing because he wasn't like everyone else in this sick and vile world who made it so easy to be evil to people like her. Her death basically went unpunished, or it would have if there was no series; and Kit couldn't even mourn it properly because he had to spend it rotting away within the confines of a prison. Nightmares of her haunted him where he could have sworn they were meeting again and she was really still alive.
He met Grace in Briarcliff too, but she didn't fill the void. She only filled Kit with guilt every time Kit saw her pretty face and enjoyed her friendship or looked forward to seeing her because it wasn't the same as Alma's warm presence beside him in the morning or in the kitchen when he came home. It was just a coping mechanism or some game she was playing with him because she was bored or screwed up.
Upon being released from Briarcliff, Kit was honorarily "adopted" by Oliver Threadson. As the murders continued, Kit's innocence was proven and he was let out of the asylum. He was indebted to Oliver who had done work hypnotizing him. Kit had no idea that his mind had been completely fractured and split in half, that his medical records were painting him as someone with "split personality disorder" until it was far too late.
When Kit got out, he didn't have anyone or anything but his own two legs to stand on. Oliver Threadson offered him a place to stay. Things seemed alright, there was no harm in that, and Kit felt like he owed him a favour for getting him out of that nut house of nightmares. It couldn't have been a worse mistake for him to stay at this place. Over time, Kit slowly started to realize that Oliver's intentions were not to help rehabilitate him and reintroduce him to society, but quite the opposite. Though things were obfuscated, Kit knew that the end result was not a good one.
Things around the house itself were odd. The furniture and upholstery just had this unsettling feeling about it that Kit couldn't quite put his finger on. Oliver also really did not want him going into the basement for any reason and it was padlocked. The basement was in fact a secret for about a month until Kit had discovered it purely by accident while he was sweeping the floors. He thought it would be nice even though Oliver insisted that he didn't like anyone cleaning the place up except Lana. After that he was hypnotized and it was like it never happened.
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The main muse for this account is Kit Walker, but it is a multimuse. More to be added as the story is written and as my profile is constructed. Particularly dark and triggering content matter will be nested in my blog. Very very very crossover friendly and not just here to ship. Inbox is open for plotting, not for random casual conversation or flirting or whatever.
Due to the absolutely strange interactions and messages I've been getting on this account, certain people will be required to read my rules before receiving a response. Some of you might even just get blocked. My profile is public for a reason. I don't know why you aren't reading it if you can figure out how to navigate the site well enough to click through to someone's gallery. I've had to now private that as well. This is not an adult profile. This is not an m4m profile. Nowhere on my page is it stated that I am interested in those sorts of ships. If you are the type of person who thinks "turning" people is cute, that is repulsive and you are not welcome on my page. This is a queer safe space, I am queer OOC, but I have no desire to fetishize myself for anyone on the internet. Ships will be based on chemistry and intelligence level, not desperation. Bugger off.
