ough I'm really invested in this.. wao.
can i ask about medkit...
medkit is such an ass i hate him (so is everyone else)
cw // mentions of medical stuff, car crash, violence, death, etc. just the usual
to keep it simple like always, medkit (elton jackson) was born in a upper middle class setting, 1981, in liverpool, england (he would be 44 now). he led a quiet, yet strict childhood without the company of siblings (his two other siblings were way older than him, adults), just going to school, keeping his head down and his mind focused on his studies and his studies only.
friends weren’t hard to come by, yet medkit was a pretty boring individual, so it was hard to get them to stick around. because of that he spent most of his free time collecting things such as cards or rocks, or playing his violin he cherished so much.
what medkit desired most, ever since he was a little kid, was to go to law school to become a lawyer. it’s all he ever wanted; he had a passion for justice because of all the documentaries and papers he read on unfair court rulings and incompetent representatives.
but, his parents thought otherwise. they had been hoping ever since the day he was born that he would become a doctor, or any sort of occupation in the medical field, and they would see that vision become true no matter what; even if it meant crushing the personal dreams he’s had.
after secondary school, his parents had paid a generous sum for medkit to go to a medical school, unbeknownst to him. he argued and cried, trying to explain that he’s an adult now and he’s the one in charge, but the deal was already done, and he was forced to be okay with that.
medkit lived his years of medical school in spite and jealousy. he forced himself to sit through it, to enjoy it, knowing that he couldn’t back out in fear of what his parents would do. his PHD came to him sooner than he thought, and off medkit went into being an official doctor.
all his rage and miserableness transferred over to his job, where medkit would commit malpractice on his patients; prescribing them the wrong medication, negligence, faulty diagnoses, and most of all, swindling them out of money.
money was all he had at this point; it helped him live a rich and fulfilling life to make up for the pit of despair he had. this abuse of his patients wouldn’t stop, not even after a few tries; he got his pay out of it, and he wanted more, even if it meant a few people died in the process. so he continued on for nearly a decade, becoming calculated in each move he made as to not blow his cover, to keep up the front he had as the jolly, good doctor he put himself up to be.
all of terror would come to an end, just a week before his 32nd birthday, where he got into a fatal head-on collision car crash. despite the devastating impact he has caused on so many innocent people’s lives- his own death was a silent one. nobody weeped, nobody cared, all he got was a memorial at his job and a few roses. it was radio silence for medkit.
medkit would be dragged down to hell, put into the GREED-VIOLENCE region, forced to live with the consequences, and his now gnarly appearance, for the rest of his life; and with a gear that ironically is a first aid kit.
