Big one and small one

The big bitch and the little bitch.

BARIN And yet, money stink. [Vlad the Heavy pushing spoiled meat]

Everything just (and only!) penny-pinching about him, just (and only.) reigning over souls and stuffs, just distributing and purchasing and gaining for years and years and years — and everything the Bull Enterprise ever was, to the last slaughtered heifer and the last flesh fly and the last сut of rotten meat, all that that Vlad does not willing severed from himself because it's all so his, so real; where's that thin line in-between now — it's hard to tell

2023 Tumblr Ultimate Fail Son Competition Round 1: V is for 'Vasectomy' (Vector vs. Vlad Olgimsky jr.)

THE LETTER V CAN STAND FOR A LOT OF THINGS IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE, VICTORY, VANQUISH, VICE, VIOLENCE,

BUT IT SURE AS HELL CAN ALSO STAND FOR VASACETOMY, WHICH IS WHAT ANYONE WHO GETS TO REALLY KNOW THESE TWO EXECUSES FOR EVERYONE-BUT-MEN WILL BE FIRST ON THE WAITING LIST FOR! FROM BAD HAIRCUTS TO BAD SMELLS, IF EITHER OF THESE MEN HAVE A PLAN WE DON'T WANT TO FUCKING HEAR IT

Lacrosse boi

POV: Vladislav Olgimsky Jr. Day: 4 Time: Morning Status: @tincture-enjoyer

Vlad had heard the bells toll and he’d heard afterwards from his father what had happened just hours ago. In the day before he hadn’t the thought to actively act. He was too taken aback by the thought of the Sand Pest being back to actually be able to think straight and act accordingly. Hence why as soon as the morning came, he picked up a pen and began writing down a note.

He’d heard of the new healers in town, of the hospital and even knew part of his father’s plans, but he had other goals in mind, along with other worries.

“Doctor Dankovsky,

We haven’t had the chance to meet yet, but I hope to rectify that as soon as possible. I have certain matters I would like to discuss with you.

Please come see me as soon as possible.

- V.O.”

On the back of the letter Vlad left the instructions for the capital doctor to find his dilapidated shack. It wasn’t the most welcoming abode he had, but it was the safest one for now.

With the letter written, he handed it off to a courier with the instructions to find the good doctor and hopefully convince him to meet him in person.

thank you mel for saying one thing while i was playing and putting this worm in my brain

Behind any pretty facade, there’s a yawning black pit. Always.

translation: 1. sorry if i had sex with u

2. Vladislav Olgimsky: "Under Gorkhonsk there are ancient stratums with windows and doors leading who knows where". Famous worm rights activist and researcher Vlad the Younger questioned the authenticity of the official version of the Town's origin.

3. thx for the heart vorakh

4. "I DON'T COUNT THE VOICES, I HEAR THEM" Katerina Saburova, the Mistress of the Gorkhon regional council

5. (writing on the wall) GENOCIDE

Mezzanine - Young Vlad Olgimsky & Andrey Stamatin (Vladrey)

Well I decided to drabble up some soft, really genuine and rather innocent pieces with Andrey and Vladislav, because I need more comfort in my life (i thi k we all do)

Brutalism and Pathologic

Brutalist Architecture, The Termitary and Termites.

What is Brutalist Architecture? It's a form of Architecture that originated in the mid-1900s. It's different from other forms of Architecture because of the use of raw, hard shapes and concrete. Massive blocks of concrete with windows lined (or sometimes no windows) across a wall, sharp edges, unusual shapes and a geometric rigid style. These blocky, lifeless shapes fit a new philosophy during the 1950s which was rather popular.is that of the future. To do what is needed with little to no resources. It was often used in housing due to a high demand for homes and living spaces post World-War 2.

"It's an ethic, not an aesthetic.'' says Brutalist Peter Smithson. They aren't concerned about how things look, how pretty the building is- they care about if it's functional and if it will save money. It's also sturdy, as in 1903, the first Concrete skyscraper ever, survived an earthquake. This leads to less repairs needed during disasters.

Brutalist Architecture of course, has it's criticisms. It's cold, it's bland, it's endorsing totalitarianism. It's orderly, straight lines, sharp edges, it lacks individuality. You are just a worker in one of these Brutalist buildings.

There's a common myth, though false, that Brutalist buildings were made to stop the anti-war protests in the 1970s, it's to control the people, right? No, as we mentioned before, it got popular in the 1950s, not the 1970s. That is to say, the concrete lines and sharp edges can represent control and oppression. 

The Termitary blocks in Pathologic are made to fit this Brutalist ethic to symbolize how the workers inside are nothing but slaves to control. In Pathologic, there's a group of indigenous people called the Kindred, or Kin. They were colonized and their land was taken from them by the founders of the Town-On-Gorkhon, their tribal population dwindling as more of them are funneled into the Termitary. The Termitary is a massive slaughterhouse— a disgusting concrete building with no windows, filled to the brim with the Kin working. They are owned by one of three town leaders, Vladislav Olgimsky, or Big Vlad. 

Big Vlad uses this alien building to control the Kin via isolation. Olgimsky says "There is no temple but the temple of labor" In Pathologic 2. This statement retroactively pushes away the idea of religion which we know is something important to the Kin. This is very similar to how cultures often have their beliefs erased to make them better laborers. There is no religion anymore, says Big Vlad. Only working, only losing your individuality to kill more cattle. This isolation later destroys a large population of the Kin once the Sand Pest runs rampant. This massive concrete building is now a quarantine, and by locking them in there without warning, he doomed an entire group of people without much care (besides the money he may lose, of course). By locking them up, he only demonstrates further the lack of respect he has for the "uneducated, single minded" Kin (his words). They are nothing but an alien group of people that don't deserve the ability to be individual— they are a concrete building.

What is a Termitary, anyways? Its well… a colony of termites, typically within a tall mound of cemented earth. A colony of Termites, workers without any free will or thought. 

Big Vlad uses Brutalism to isolate and indoctrinate the Kin into these ideas of the Town-On-Gorkhon, retroactively alienating and erasing their culture which is represented by the concrete buildings which isolate and alienate everyone inside (which happen to be the Kin). By locking them up, he only demonstrates how little he cares for this "hive-mind" and is willing to isolate and kill them further. He even uses the name "Termitary Block" as a way to tell the Kin they are nothing but workers.

Big Vlad is just about everything wrong with modern Capitalism, profiting off of indigenous people of color workers who he can treat awfully because they need a job (and they should be grateful), which is parallel to what a lot of current modern day CEO, Businesses and Corporations. 

Excerpt: "Crippled Lifetimes in a Broken Dollhouse" - [Capella I]

There was a tenuous line between strength and callousness when considering how to move on from a crisis. Capella didn’t think either suited her image, but a certain amount of versatility was inherent to the endeavor of a Mistress. She bit her nail to assuage the current of dread running down her pith, black ichor and bile pooling where one might expect a clear spring. The White Mistress was a beacon of hope, she ought to be the first to take a step forward from the abyss they’d found themselves fighting against.

Her hands trembled on the piano keys, phantom soot staining the ivory.

It didn’t matter that her brother’s broken body lay in a pit somewhere, in retaliation for lost love between a people and the illusion of progress her family had provided. No longer did her father’s inaction limit her, now with her rightful title claimed. It hardly should bring her breaths to a halt to see him sitting like a statue, stillness even her mother’s grave lacked. Vladislav Olgimsky Senior looked more dead than his wife or son.

Capella didn’t know what bothered her most; his brokenness or the façade he postured. If she were a more vitriolic person, she might find it the devil’s luck for him to be the one still alive out of her other cherished family. At least her brother meant well, regardless of success. Maybe if she held onto resentment, she could find herself less afraid. 

Still, the sunlight through the curtains caressed her cheek like her mother once had, smoothing away all the jagged edges. She needed to be strong, kind and unwavering. She vaguely recalled Katerina’s fall. The trials of a White Mistress ought not mix with the darkness.

Capella wondered what, if anything, she could do to reignite hope in a desolate people. No amount of soothing words or soft piano notes could chase away heartache, she knew that personally.

Her brother’s study was empty. Her mother’s garden was overgrown. Where to start? Where to end?

*Looks at my reflection in the mirror* Holy fuck! It's Vladislav Olgimsky Sr, also known as Big Vlad, from Pathologic!

The hands, the head, and the guts

mother’s blood

POV: Vladislav Olgimsky Sr. Time: Morning Day: 2 Status: @tincture-enjoyer

Vladislav dismissed the first set of couriers and sent forth another one. This one was meant for the new doctor. He was supposed to be something big from the capital, yet he hadn’t the courtesy to stop by yet. Shameful.

“Bachelor Dankovsky.” He breathed out with a tired sigh. “Find what you can about the man... and bring him to me.”