[ image: a drawing of coach morceau oleander from the game psychonauts, standing in a white void and holding up a hand with a smile. behind him, small rabbits are falling from the sky, alongside cartoon hearts. ]
[ID: A Psychonautsfanfic cover. Most of the picture is in grayscale in addition to three colors. Loboto stands on the left side of the cover with his back to the viewer, the view over his right shoulder, a threatening smile on his face as he holds out his claw. Bright green and red lights shine down from his loupes and down onto Raz and Oleander, who are huddled together close to the center of the image. They are both looking up at Loboto and appear very small compared to him. Raz’s goggles are on, and he looks scared and apologetic, holding his hands up in defense. Oleander stands behind Raz, grabbing him by the shoulders and holding him in front of himself as he looks up at Loboto in terror. The red and green lights are reflected off of them. Circling in the air around them and held up by purple telekinetic psychic powers are a number of tools. Counterclockwise starting from the bottom left are a rusty syringe with a bent needle, a hooked dental pick, an ice pick, a hammer, and a strange-looking drill (similar to the one Loboto has in his lab). Loboto and the tools’ shadows are cast over Raz and Oleander, though their faces are illuminated by the light from Loboto’s eyes. The rest of the room around them is very dark. The fic’s title “Psychics Ruin EVERYTHING” is in light text on the top right. /end ID]
Fandom:Psychonauts
Rating:K+
Genre: Angst, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort
Characters: Razputin Aquato, Caligosto Loboto, Morceau Oleander, Truman Zanotto, Otto Mentallis, Sasha Nein, Milla Vodello (and briefly Morris and Queepie). (The fic mostly involves the first three!)
Warnings: References to canonical child abuse and medical abuse in future chapters (more warnings to be added later)
Description:A few days after the whirlwind of events of Psychonauts 2, Razputin receives his first mission as a Junior Psychonaut: go into the mind of the recently-re-captured Caligosto Loboto and make sure he’s ready to be released… and if not, well… go from there. But it shouldn’t be thathard, right? Loboto’s all better now that his moral compass is back… isn’t he?
Beta Readers:@jaywings and @of-science-and-stars and Pinky G. Rocket
Notes:FINALLY. I started this fic back in August last year and I have been dying to post it since. This will be multiple chapters (looking like about 7 at the moment) and I’m going to try to post a chapter a week. (Most of the fic is already complete!) Also, this fic will make references to some of my previous fics, BUT YOU DO NOT HAVE TO HAVE READ THEM TO UNDERSTAND THIS! This can be read on its own!
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Chapter 1: First Assignment
Summary:In which Raz feels uneasy about his new title… until he receives his first mission.
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“…and so it’s, um, still a lot to think about, you know? Since it just happened uh…” Raz paused, flicking his fingers up and down, counting out the digits. “…yesterday? Yesterday.”
“Understandable,” Morris replied.
Raz shifted in his seat. “On second thought, maybe we should have waited a week or something for this to settle before—”
Morris shuffled his notes, the fwip of paper against paper drowning out Raz. “So, now that you’re an official Junior Psychonaut—”
“Hey, you are, t—”
Morris cleared his throat and gave Raz a glance. “Now that you’re an official Junior Psychonaut, what are your plans?”
