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This is just an idea I've been toying around with in my head for a few months now. I only have Phylis sketched out so far, and honestly unsure if i'll do the rest lol
Ideas/Ramble I have copy and pasted from my notes app about the AU are below the cut!! Sorry if its incoherent lol
Would love to hear your guy's thoughts and ideas too! I fucking love. these games.
Outlast Trials x Bioshock
Dr. easterman and andrew ryan would probably be close, maybe easterman would be on the council and practically worships ryan for allowing him to do his work and science without worry for morality and law. they've explored eachother's bodies i dont make the rules um
SOPHIA LAMB AND AMELIA! ......,, idk but. there's some similarities. do you guys see the vision
Gooseberry: came to rapture with her father. father is still a dentist, dr. futterman probably died in an accident or due to over splicing.
phylis worked in the little sister's orphanage, does puppetshows for them. due to cocaine, splicing and the death of her father, went a liittttle crazy. :3 still makes the puppet of her father and has the whole split personality deal. face is still ruined due to the welts, sagging and deformity that comes with the splicing.
coyle: came to rapture with his wife. (probably kills her in an spliced up state, mania or something) 100% has the electricity plasmid, because obviously, electricity right at his fingertips, he'd be all over that. still a cop or constable in rapture, the privately owned ones that people in rapture have to pay for to get their help. he definitely extorts money out of people/businesses that way ofc ofc
franco: came to rapture with his father and step mother, franco still probably gets freaky with his step mom like in canon and his father probably kills her and gives her a good ol' burial at sea. maybe his father ran the smuggling operation until one day was ambushed by splicers and killed,
franco runs the smuggling and plasmids from then on? idk where fontaine would fit in all this dont ask me