#amensia

Dead by Daylight: Amnesia Chapter Concept

In collaboration with Rarithlynx to create a Concept Spotlight video featuring Amnesia, as well as other titles in the series of games while based primarily within The Dark Descent. (The Bunker was excluded only because we finished this project right around the release date, and didn't have a lot of time to add anything from the game as a reference, sadly.)

Render created by Roman Noodles in collaboration with us and our team, the Daniel model was custom made for us by Eefernal.

I would love a fanfic series of Yandere! Actor Mark x Reader x Darkiplier where the DA was a lover of Damien but gets reincarnated as Y/N after perishing in the mirror.

Y/N has no memory of her former self and is manipulated by Mark to fall in love with him but her heart belongs to Damien/Dark still ( Y/N falling in love with Dark hard would be amazing)

Dark trying to save Y/N from her endless torture and starts to fall for her like Damien once did ;)

I could actually actually see Y/N loving Actor Mark but it’s toxic and she’s too blind to see it until Dark comes along 👀👀

Please tag me if anyone of you writes this series 🥰 I would appreciate it!

Doctor’s personality, post amnesia at least, posts them as an absolute clown, albeit a clown who is terrifyingly good at what they do. So More a jester I guess.

Anyway, what i’m curious about is between that and what we know about pre amnesia Doc, is this like...Well is this natural normal Doctor, without whatever cruft lead to them being apparently just a terrible person if a skilled tactician? Is this a W situation where they got super buried beneath a false personality for so long that they forgot that they were a goofball or they just couldn’t even try to be that person anymore?

Like the fact that they got out of the coffin and they’re like immediately a ray of sunshine who just helps everyone and apparently tries to make things better and oh is also a tactical super computer (who has apparently tried to eat Originium Slugs And those crabs at some point so...Alright homie)...

Me: Somebody on Plurk shared this video on Kairi’s psychology from a counseling student’s perspective and it really tugged my heart so much. Damn, my little sis deserves better...

The prompt for this was ‘Amnesia.’

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“Da-y-nuh.” Mulder drags the syllables out, rolling them around in his mouth. Something about them feels wrong. It strikes him as funny, in a tragic sort of way, that he knows almost nothing about himself, yet he somehow knows that his partner is not supposed to be ‘Dana.’ “You’re Dana and I’m… Fox?”

“Well…” the redhead before him hedges, “yes. But you’ve never been a fan of your first name. I’ve always called you ‘Mulder.’”

“Ah.” That’s understandable. It’s a bit of a cringy name. Were his parents hippies or something? It sounds like some kind of hippie name, but he can’t remember… “What about you? I don’t call you Dana, do I? I call you - you’re Scully.”

“Yes! You remember that?” She grins at his use of her name. It’s the first time he has seen her really smile and it takes him aback. Her whole face lights up, taking his breath away.

“Not exactly a memory, more of a feeling. ‘Dana’ just didn’t feel right, if that makes sense.”

“So you don’t remember me?” Her smile fades.

“No. I’m sorry.” He offers lamely. Disappointment and something else - sadness? - flash across her features, but she masks them quickly. She does that a lot. He isn’t sure how he knows that, he just does. He must be important to her. She is important to him too, he thinks. The ache in his gut, regret and hurt for having disappointed her, tells him that.

“That’s alright, it will come back to you. The doctor said --”

“I know, that it was probably only temporary. Post-Traumatic Amnesia.” He parrots back some of the phrases he overheard the doctor telling Scully.

Scully. He repeats the name to himself, letting it bounce around his head. There are emotions and memories there, hazy edges of things he cannot quite make out. His brow creases as he tries to reach for something, anything. Scully said they work together - partners at the FBI. But they’re more than that… they’re important to each other. They’re… his mind brushes against one of those hazy edges and he gets the briefest flash of a memory - her hands in his. Softness. He tries to focus on the memory to bring the image into focus, but it fades as soon as he pushes. Fuck.

“Mulder?” Her hand - in the present - on his shoulder pulls him from his thoughts. “Hey, you okay? You shouldn’t force yourself to remember. You’ll only frustrate yourself. The memories will come back.”

Her eyes are so blue. Their color is familiar, comforting. He’s spent a lot of time looking into her eyes, looking for reassurance there. Looking into her eyes… Is that what he’s missing? Maybe -- “Scully, are we -- are we lovers?”

“N-no.” She’s startled by the question. A faint, adorable blush colors her cheeks. “No, we’re coworkers and friends - close friends - but we’re not...involved...romantically.”

“Ah. Okay.” It’s irrational to be disappointed - he doesn’t even properly remember this woman - but he is anyway.

“What gave you the impression we were?”