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saw someone say that Strade could possibly Pavlov player into liking gore. rushed to search that in the game and he could. he absolutely could. he even did that to Ren already, for I doubt that he was into gore before.

I'm terrified of how smart Strade has become in ykmet.

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if you don't know what Pavlov I'm talking about, this article might help. take care!

The previous question may seem strange in how obvious the answer seems, but I ask you to consider it. MC can ask Strade why he tortures and kills, to which he gives an unsatisfying non-answer. A critic might reply, "He tortures and kills to get his rocks off! DUMMY!" Certainly. But this doesn't explain why it gets said rocks off.

It seems doubtful that even Strade knows why he does what he does. but if we examine the games, we get clues that reveal more than one would think.

The very first time we meet him, he seems friendly, personable, and even generous in the way he offers drinks. I believe his charm is completely superficial for reasons we'll get back to. In the meantime, he reveals he is an engineer who came from Europe (presumably Germany). By the time we end up in his basement, these facts have evaporated from our memory. He leaves us be in order to be well rested for the activities of the next day.

If we hide our emotions from him long enough, he gets frustrated and butchers us outright. After enough time of him torturing us passes, he pulls us over to a table saw. He rambles about how machines are all made with a certain intention while asking us how we're feeling.

Despite the desire to know how we're feeling, Strade is a man's man. He drinks beer, builds things, and is handy around the house. He's from Germany: a stereotypically masculine country known for its industry, systems of order, and stoicism.

We realize he's no ordinary sexual sadist. It's been said that Strade views people as machines. I would add onto that: Strade is a living machine. He's trying to collect as many data points as he possibly can. Each scream is a hypothesis confirmed.

Carl Jung would probably describe him as an archetypal masculine figure. He is obsessed with learning how things work, and that extends to people. In other words, he wishes to take what's considered irrational (emotions) and slot them into the rational. He wishes to take what is considered chaotic and put it into something that is measurable. Our guy is a machine man with a machine mind. He wants to take human feeling and dissect it until all mystery is gone. He won't rest until emotions are reduced to a math equation: 🧍‍♂️➕🔪🟰😱

Strade's machine mind is dedicated to order and systems. When he meets MC in the bar, he's not actually engaging in conversation with us. He is running through a script. Don't believe me? If we are standoffish and rude to him, he won't take the hint. He will plow right ahead with talking about himself in a simulation of an actual convo. He will press us to drink beer even if we refuse him. He probably figured out a long time ago that people are easier to manipulate if someone gives them things, and alcohol impedes their judgment. Even something that is meant to be spontaneous like a random meetup has been broken down to a process.

As he's torturing us, he keeps trying to find new ways to get us to react a certain way. Once we get predictable, he quickly loses interest and uses us for his orgasm to get from point A ➡️ point B. Every person is meant to serve a utility in his perspective.

Consider Strade's main source of income: snuff streaming. As he tortures and kills his victims on camera, donations come flooding in. He is literally transforming human misery into money (if that's not an apt metaphor for capitalism, I don't know what is). It's something he reserves for MC only when our sanity drops to zero and he can no longer restrain us.

Compare this to Ren, who is in most ways irrational and unpredictable. He's a fox beastkin, an unknown to most humans, thus he has an air of mystery to him. He lies constantly. You can rarely predict his next move. It would make sense why Strade grew obsessed with him, as he's always full of surprises.

Ranma 1/2; Toradora!; Lovely Complex; From Me To You.

For now these are ones I can think of, but I'll probably think of more later.

BTD exists in a world where no one has to poop.

Outlandish, you say? Let's look at the facts.

When Strade kidnaps us in BTD1, he keeps us in the basement overnight. With our MC consumed with fear, it would make sense for them to fill their drawers. Yet, the text doesn't mention any brown notes. Not even a rabbit pellet.

Ren comes to offer us water, but what would have been useful would be a bedpan. Seriously, Ren! Can you just steal a bowl or something from the kitchen and throw it out so I don't have to die with Hershey squirts in my jeans?!

That leads me to BTD2: Fresh Blood (or Fresh Mud, given the circumstances).

All four of the characters kidnap us and hold us for multiple days. Ren leads us to the bedroom but seems unconcerned about us finding the bathroom. He collars us and feeds us out of a dog bowl. He wants my MC to act like a pet? I'll show him how a new pet acts when I leave a nice little surprise in that gamer chair. Perfect opportunity to traumatize him, completely missed.

The lack of human manure (humanure, if you will) makes even less sense in Lawrence's route. I'm sure he would appreciate the fertilizer for his plants, and it can't smell much worse than him, so what's the problem? He actually lets us use the bathroom at one point, but we barely get any time to ourselves. Like, gimme some time, Larry! I've been holding it in for 18 hours, and you've been feeding me all sorts of drugs! My GI tract isn't built for these turbo turds!

By now, you're probably screaming into your screen, "Idiot! There are bathrooms in this world! That clearly proves people can birth a creamy behemoth from their backsides!" I don't mean to poo-poo any criticism of my hc, but it's established multiple times that characters can pee. That doesn't mean they poop.

This is brought up in Vincent's route where the guy asks you to pee your pants (and he can also pee on you). Vincent is arguably the most doglike of all the characters, so wouldn't it make sense for him to drop a fudge rope near the MC to prove his dominance? Just asking questions.

Which brings us to TPOF (The Price of Fudge).

Celia has killed people in the same method she kidnaps MC, so she should know the score. Especially when she fills us with donuts!!! Girl, you forcing these donuts down my throat will make you see my chocolate filling! Especially when you force us to stay in this little room for multiple days! Imagine if instead of a tripwire, we get to lay a mudpie at the entryway. When Celia or Harold step in it, I think it would pause their bloody rage and just leave them with questions.

Mason's route is another where caca mechanics would come in handy. You're out in the woods for up to four nights, and you don't have to pop a squat? What happens when you're dropping the dook and Mason could sneak up behind you with a potential catchphrase: "Uh oh! STINKY!!!"

For the secret route, we once again have the perfect opportunity to slow Ren down with our brown batter. If I'm in serious danger, I'm drawing out my inner chimpanzee. I got a booboo bullet in the chamber ready to fling at any foolish Fox. Sure we're gonna die even more horribly than we would have, but I'm sure his chat would get a kick out of it.

That's to say nothing of when he starts fucking us on stream! Brother! You are asking to meet the smelly Jack-in-the-Box! Say your MC is AMAB. In this case, Ren has one, count 'em, ONE option to go spelunking in: our fecal fjord! When we've had zero prep time! No time to even fire one out before hand! He just barges into our cell and throws us some fishnets. Either no one in this universe needs to poop or he wants to pull out and see a chocolate knot.

There you have it. My definitive proof that the BTD-verse is poopless. I haven't even gotten into YKMET and how Strade keeps us for multiple days, feeds us, and could easily let us use the bathroom in the basement. But if what I wrote above doesn't convince you, nothing will.

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Those walls were built since the beginning because they had to be, it was just Strade that broke them in. Thats my shit right there.

Thinking about it the emotional rush of Strade torturing him only to take him in, shelter him, provide him consistency EVEN if Strade tortured him, his life had no consistency, no emotional stability, at least Strades hurt became familiar. Hes been a street rat since the beginning, and he's seen the worst of it.

Why should he have any hope in then? A knife gave him more control than he ever had previously, and when control has been stripped from you, of course your brain is attracted to what it knows. Whats familiar