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Character's Name:Annuska Anne Simon Series:carriero
Changes
Age: "Twenty-nine, probably" has consolidated into "perhaps thirty". Timeline: Around "Honey, We're Home!". Canon Resource Link:thecutperidot and carriero/carriero_logs has the majority of the material.
Additional history: In the midst of the still somewhat shakily defined events where the asylum broke down leading to its current state, Dr. Simon was whisked out of her place as a leading member of a rapidly crumbling psychiatric institution into suspended animation. An undetermined amount of time later, Anne was first awoken with time to catch up before LA-910-006, the categorization event, which is when she first appeared, in the role of an inmate with the mysterious ID TSH-148-001 and more information than any "pediatric dentist" deserved. Linda laying a notebook full of information smack dab in the middle of an ordinary patient's room was naturally met by skepticism; merely skepticism impossible to consolidate into a coherent theory, though. Relaying said information caused the patients' only ever event victory, but strangely enough she did not participate directly in these affairs at any point after making the initial network post, nor was she listed as a subject in the test's form. Furthermore, though she accompanied everyone on LA-810-002, the Scandinavian holiday, sailing and storms and all, a gender-swapped double of herself did not. At this time she was cordial with the patients, but distant; always a little too aloof and condescending, as if she had some reason to know she couldn't really fraternize with them. The closest she could ever come to civilized conversation was a little stolen chatter in transit.
During LA-710-006, the punishment for LA-810-002, every person in the asylum -- Anne included -- was starved for their failure to discover every single object in the scavenger hunt Linda had arranged without telling them, which included some objects flat-out buried in the ground. It started to become clear that there had to be some distinct reason "Anne included" was a noteworthy clause to include in that sentence, when she made an actively sociable post to the asylum's network educating the other inmates on filters and encouraging them not to poison themselves, making much more substantial social engagements. She actually had some meetings with a few of them; "healer friendship" with Ashura, chipperness contests with Kouki, a standoff with Gokudera. Anne's demeanor during this period, including a confession to one patient that she missed her work, suggested her faith in the asylum was damaged, though at first it might seem a little stunning that she had any in the first place. Why in the world would anyone trust the institution which kidnapped them and subjected them to repeated torture, after all?
The reason finally came out during the second part of the Lent event, when truth serum was released into the air. Suddenly, Anne couldn't hide her true nature anymore, and confessed her undying desire to psychoanalyze Gilbert Beilschmidt. The result was a very heated therapy session where she divulged the majority of her secrets to him -- her status as a doctor, what the tests had been, Linda's past as her best friend -- and renounced her will to work with others in return for an excuse to get the handsomest man in the asylum onto a horizontal surface -- by which I mean, in return for one of the cases of her career. Gradually the knowledge spread through the asylum that she was working for Linda, and of course both doctor and patients were bitter about this, for different reasons, but neither could take decisive action on the matter. An uneasy analytical armistice developed for a few weeks, where she played therapeutic favorites privately with a few patients and kept away from the others as best she could.
In the time surrounding LA-910-007, the antigravity test, Anne was casually locked up for several days, which didn't seem at the time to have any consequences other than the inmates failing the test again, but would prove critical later. After this came the fateful Western village ageswap experiment: LA-810-003, Go West! Dr. Anne Simon became for a few days Simon Annuska, an eleven-year-old girl with glasses and braids and a smirk just a little too big. She was accompanied by a blue fairy over her shoulder and couldn't help but be smug about it; though she constantly stumbled over the weight of her assignments, she did manage by mysterious means that may or may not have involved arson to coerce the group into making their way into the town. Then an outlaw casually shot her, restoring Dr. Simon to the patients. By this time Linda's complete insanity was becoming plainly evident, as sharks and chocolate and karaoke flooded the land around them. Finally she manifested herself as a blue fairy -- no longer Zelda-style, but painfully life-sized -- in front of Anne, who took the opportunity to confront her in the town square about her treatment of everyone. Linda's solution to seeing someone, who may have at some point in her original life been her best friend, in such stress was simply to render her Doc Tier.
For a very brief time, everything was medical practice and nothing hurt; with Linda Anne eagerly drew up a list of rules that represented what should actually be expected of asylum patients, and encouraged some expansions of the asylum's available rooms based on what her fellow inmates and she had discussed. Unfortunately, nothing would ever happen with these rules other than their being posted onto every inmate's door. Shortly after Anne brought about these changes, a combination of her time as a child, her time in a coma, Linda's granting her four arms and moth wings for a week, and Linda's cognizance of approaching attackers led to her being put into suspended animation once more.
Over the next several months, more terrors were imposed upon the patients, and the terrorist attack finally led to Linda breaking down entirely. When the inmates were finally able to turn the horror movie of their lives into an action movie, however, and in their triumph had to turn Linda back on, the computer system came back in slightly better condition than before, and so finally took the opportunity to bring back a certain someone who might be able to better handle the burden of human interaction than she could...
It is at this point that Anne is being taken, in the technical sense; however, from her patients' perspectives, several behind-the-scenes shenanigans with Linda arranging such concessions for the patients take place preceding her first reappearance.
Personality: The main difference between Anne as the asylum knew her before and as they will now is that her nature as "Linda's crony" or "bitch doctor" is fully revealed. She finally becomes the clearly Lawful Evil medical entity expected for months to exist behind the scenes. She is sharp and simpering and sometimes slightly sadistic, with by now due cause for the last: Resentment towards the patients for their resistance and repeated failures, resentment towards Linda for her inscrutable insanity, and most of all resentment towards herself. She played with kid gloves on for months, accomplished nothing, took them off to stab Linda in the back at the first available opportunity, accomplished almost nothing, and finally got to put the latex gloves back on only to as soon as she did so end up writing unenforced rules that accomplished less than nothing.
So circumstances have forced her to question her career choices, and she can no longer automatically say "yes" the same way she once did; but she still refuses to actually give any other answer. Though everything Carriero did was once an amazing achievement, those things happened at some point in the past that it is not quite possible anymore for her to recall like it were yesterday. What she's worked for her entire career has been harmed almost irreparably, and yet Anne clings incorrigibly to that "almost", because in the dark world outside the asylum's white walls there is nearly nothing left. She's gotten her position returned to her from the arms of rightful death for... it's the third time now, isn't it? That has to be the charm. This time, this time, everything will be alright again. Linda's finally intact, and her holographic nature means it's only a matter of time before she comes back to life. Of course.
In the past, Anne's persona has been described as that of a three-layered Matryoshka doll: A sickeningly saccharine shell on the outside, a thick layer of sour psychiatric instinct forming much of the bulk, and a benevolent caretaker's core. By now, the first sweet layer has been all but shattered, the second sharp one is thoroughly cracked but now the main visible one, and the third soft one has taken a very thorough beating. Powers: In the original application there was an obtuse implication that Anne has some kind of truthbending ability; in all likelihood, however, that was merely her stunning personality. Either way, she'll likely have lost a lot of this charm in light of her dabbling with data collection and deception. Appearance: Although in-character there is no change in Anne's appearance, out-of-character Anne is now being represented by the lovely Laura Linney, particularly as she appeared in the role of Meryl Burbank in The Truman Show. Suitability/eligibility:If this were ever really a concern, would she have been hired in the first place? N/A
Third-Person Sample: She was at her desk with chin in one hand and pencil in the other, notebook right in front of her and communicator off on the desk's far corner. It wouldn't do to have the thing on: the slow trickle of content would serve only as a distraction. She had work to be doing, after all. There were so many new therapeutic plans to construct, especially now that she had actual resources at her disposal to implement them. The concessions she and Linda had already arranged were staggering. Vodka. Oh, the little joys of treating rebellious adolescents.
Of course, "rebellious" was going to be a past-tense trait before long, when she had her way. When. There was no need for a wistful "if" anymore. She knew for a fact now that, just as before, the minds of... not hundreds, not even dozens again yet, but more than any mortal being had a right to -- would be hers to mold again.
After a moment more with her pencil, she set it down and rose to fetch herself a glass of water. Perhaps when she returned she would check whether there was anything interesting that had come up for potentially filling the empty syringes... First-Person Sample: I must say I'm terribly disappointed in the level of deterioration your collective condition has demonstrated. As a result, we've deemed the allowance of access to a condition a complete failure. There will be new accommodations made for patients with specific dietary needs -- [and she says this contemptuously due to the frequent dubious nature of said needs] -- but the privilege of recreational cooking has clearly been abused, as many of your others have.
You should all be thankful that this still doesn't apply yet to the crewside television. We've been giving you enough rope to hang yourselves with, and you've been doing so deplorably well. In fact, that principle is exactly what's behind today's test. [She lifts up a thick leather cord, with live-looking wires woven in to form around it a chain.] Against Linda's better judgement, I've arranged one last attempt at preserving your concessions. Your collars and cuffs are off for the next twelve hours. There'll be a reward if none of you take any actions that would merit more than a minute each of mild shock; otherwise, in addition to the overall changes in conditions, the day's worst offender will be getting to know me, this, and several of its siblings much more intimately than I assume you'd like to. Unless I have any volunteers?
[She laughs merrily enough to close her eyes at that, and then turns back to the monitor with a thin, sharp smile.] Miss Norton, that was a joke. All attempts to direct punishment from another inmate to oneself will be met with much more severe penalties for all parties involved.
Anything else? If she could have her room on the fourth floor again with the same accomodations as before, please, as Andrea seems to have trashed her rightful one!
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Anne Simon | Carrieron Update
Name: Lenga
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Any changes to your contact info, etc.: Still lengachan at AIM and Plurk.
Character information
Character's Name:
AnnuskaAnne SimonSeries:
Changes
Age: "Twenty-nine, probably" has consolidated into "perhaps thirty".
Timeline: Around "Honey, We're Home!".
Canon Resource Link:
Additional history: In the midst of the still somewhat shakily defined events where the asylum broke down leading to its current state, Dr. Simon was whisked out of her place as a leading member of a rapidly crumbling psychiatric institution into suspended animation. An undetermined amount of time later, Anne was first awoken with time to catch up before LA-910-006, the categorization event, which is when she first appeared, in the role of an inmate with the mysterious ID TSH-148-001 and more information than any "pediatric dentist" deserved. Linda laying a notebook full of information smack dab in the middle of an ordinary patient's room was naturally met by skepticism; merely skepticism impossible to consolidate into a coherent theory, though. Relaying said information caused the patients' only ever event victory, but strangely enough she did not participate directly in these affairs at any point after making the initial network post, nor was she listed as a subject in the test's form. Furthermore, though she accompanied everyone on LA-810-002, the Scandinavian holiday, sailing and storms and all, a gender-swapped double of herself did not. At this time she was cordial with the patients, but distant; always a little too aloof and condescending, as if she had some reason to know she couldn't really fraternize with them. The closest she could ever come to civilized conversation was a little stolen chatter in transit.
During LA-710-006, the punishment for LA-810-002, every person in the asylum -- Anne included -- was starved for their failure to discover every single object in the scavenger hunt Linda had arranged without telling them, which included some objects flat-out buried in the ground. It started to become clear that there had to be some distinct reason "Anne included" was a noteworthy clause to include in that sentence, when she made an actively sociable post to the asylum's network educating the other inmates on filters and encouraging them not to poison themselves, making much more substantial social engagements. She actually had some meetings with a few of them; "healer friendship" with Ashura, chipperness contests with Kouki, a standoff with Gokudera. Anne's demeanor during this period, including a confession to one patient that she missed her work, suggested her faith in the asylum was damaged, though at first it might seem a little stunning that she had any in the first place. Why in the world would anyone trust the institution which kidnapped them and subjected them to repeated torture, after all?
The reason finally came out during the second part of the Lent event, when truth serum was released into the air. Suddenly, Anne couldn't hide her true nature anymore, and confessed her undying desire to psychoanalyze Gilbert Beilschmidt. The result was a very heated therapy session where she divulged the majority of her secrets to him -- her status as a doctor, what the tests had been, Linda's past as her best friend -- and renounced her will to work with others in return for an excuse to get the handsomest man in the asylum onto a horizontal surface -- by which I mean, in return for one of the cases of her career. Gradually the knowledge spread through the asylum that she was working for Linda, and of course both doctor and patients were bitter about this, for different reasons, but neither could take decisive action on the matter. An uneasy analytical armistice developed for a few weeks, where she played therapeutic favorites privately with a few patients and kept away from the others as best she could.
In the time surrounding LA-910-007, the antigravity test, Anne was casually locked up for several days, which didn't seem at the time to have any consequences other than the inmates failing the test again, but would prove critical later. After this came the fateful Western village ageswap experiment: LA-810-003, Go West! Dr. Anne Simon became for a few days Simon Annuska, an eleven-year-old girl with glasses and braids and a smirk just a little too big. She was accompanied by a blue fairy over her shoulder and couldn't help but be smug about it; though she constantly stumbled over the weight of her assignments, she did manage by mysterious means that may or may not have involved arson to coerce the group into making their way into the town. Then an outlaw casually shot her, restoring Dr. Simon to the patients. By this time Linda's complete insanity was becoming plainly evident, as sharks and chocolate and karaoke flooded the land around them. Finally she manifested herself as a blue fairy -- no longer Zelda-style, but painfully life-sized -- in front of Anne, who took the opportunity to confront her in the town square about her treatment of everyone. Linda's solution to seeing someone, who may have at some point in her original life been her best friend, in such stress was simply to render her Doc Tier.
For a very brief time, everything was medical practice and nothing hurt; with Linda Anne eagerly drew up a list of rules that represented what should actually be expected of asylum patients, and encouraged some expansions of the asylum's available rooms based on what her fellow inmates and she had discussed. Unfortunately, nothing would ever happen with these rules other than their being posted onto every inmate's door. Shortly after Anne brought about these changes, a combination of her time as a child, her time in a coma, Linda's granting her four arms and moth wings for a week, and Linda's cognizance of approaching attackers led to her being put into suspended animation once more.
Over the next several months, more terrors were imposed upon the patients, and the terrorist attack finally led to Linda breaking down entirely. When the inmates were finally able to turn the horror movie of their lives into an action movie, however, and in their triumph had to turn Linda back on, the computer system came back in slightly better condition than before, and so finally took the opportunity to bring back a certain someone who might be able to better handle the burden of human interaction than she could...
It is at this point that Anne is being taken, in the technical sense; however, from her patients' perspectives, several behind-the-scenes shenanigans with Linda arranging such concessions for the patients take place preceding her first reappearance.
Personality: The main difference between Anne as the asylum knew her before and as they will now is that her nature as "Linda's crony" or "bitch doctor" is fully revealed. She finally becomes the clearly Lawful Evil medical entity expected for months to exist behind the scenes. She is sharp and simpering and sometimes slightly sadistic, with by now due cause for the last: Resentment towards the patients for their resistance and repeated failures, resentment towards Linda for her inscrutable insanity, and most of all resentment towards herself. She played with kid gloves on for months, accomplished nothing, took them off to stab Linda in the back at the first available opportunity, accomplished almost nothing, and finally got to put the latex gloves back on only to as soon as she did so end up writing unenforced rules that accomplished less than nothing.
So circumstances have forced her to question her career choices, and she can no longer automatically say "yes" the same way she once did; but she still refuses to actually give any other answer. Though everything Carriero did was once an amazing achievement, those things happened at some point in the past that it is not quite possible anymore for her to recall like it were yesterday. What she's worked for her entire career has been harmed almost irreparably, and yet Anne clings incorrigibly to that "almost", because in the dark world outside the asylum's white walls there is nearly nothing left. She's gotten her position returned to her from the arms of rightful death for... it's the third time now, isn't it? That has to be the charm. This time, this time, everything will be alright again. Linda's finally intact, and her holographic nature means it's only a matter of time before she comes back to life. Of course.
In the past, Anne's persona has been described as that of a three-layered Matryoshka doll: A sickeningly saccharine shell on the outside, a thick layer of sour psychiatric instinct forming much of the bulk, and a benevolent caretaker's core. By now, the first sweet layer has been all but shattered, the second sharp one is thoroughly cracked but now the main visible one, and the third soft one has taken a very thorough beating.
Powers: In the original application there was an obtuse implication that Anne has some kind of truthbending ability; in all likelihood, however, that was merely her stunning personality. Either way, she'll likely have lost a lot of this charm in light of her dabbling with data collection and deception.
Appearance: Although in-character there is no change in Anne's appearance, out-of-character Anne is now being represented by the lovely Laura Linney, particularly as she appeared in the role of Meryl Burbank in The Truman Show.
Suitability/eligibility:
If this were ever really a concern, would she have been hired in the first place?N/AThird-Person Sample: She was at her desk with chin in one hand and pencil in the other, notebook right in front of her and communicator off on the desk's far corner. It wouldn't do to have the thing on: the slow trickle of content would serve only as a distraction. She had work to be doing, after all. There were so many new therapeutic plans to construct, especially now that she had actual resources at her disposal to implement them. The concessions she and Linda had already arranged were staggering. Vodka. Oh, the little joys of treating rebellious adolescents.
Of course, "rebellious" was going to be a past-tense trait before long, when she had her way. When. There was no need for a wistful "if" anymore. She knew for a fact now that, just as before, the minds of... not hundreds, not even dozens again yet, but more than any mortal being had a right to -- would be hers to mold again.
After a moment more with her pencil, she set it down and rose to fetch herself a glass of water. Perhaps when she returned she would check whether there was anything interesting that had come up for potentially filling the empty syringes...
First-Person Sample: I must say I'm terribly disappointed in the level of deterioration your collective condition has demonstrated. As a result, we've deemed the allowance of access to a condition a complete failure. There will be new accommodations made for patients with specific dietary needs -- [and she says this contemptuously due to the frequent dubious nature of said needs] -- but the privilege of recreational cooking has clearly been abused, as many of your others have.
You should all be thankful that this still doesn't apply yet to the crewside television. We've been giving you enough rope to hang yourselves with, and you've been doing so deplorably well. In fact, that principle is exactly what's behind today's test. [She lifts up a thick leather cord, with live-looking wires woven in to form around it a chain.] Against Linda's better judgement, I've arranged one last attempt at preserving your concessions. Your collars and cuffs are off for the next twelve hours. There'll be a reward if none of you take any actions that would merit more than a minute each of mild shock; otherwise, in addition to the overall changes in conditions, the day's worst offender will be getting to know me, this, and several of its siblings much more intimately than I assume you'd like to. Unless I have any volunteers?
[She laughs merrily enough to close her eyes at that, and then turns back to the monitor with a thin, sharp smile.] Miss Norton, that was a joke. All attempts to direct punishment from another inmate to oneself will be met with much more severe penalties for all parties involved.
Anything else? If she could have her room on the fourth floor again with the same accomodations as before, please, as Andrea seems to have trashed her rightful one!
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