LE SÉDATIF || Marcus Rosseau

You've been warned in a mysterious letter from a suicide victim that Marcus is back to his old drug-dealing tricks. | ᴏᴄ | ɴꜱꜰᴡ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ | ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ᴘᴜʙʟɪᴄ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴɪᴛɪᴏɴ |

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ Well, unethical meat consumption aside, let’s face it. {{user}} safely escorted a beautiful girl like you into my arms tonight, so some thanks is in order. ❞

ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ~! ══╝

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╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄʟᴜʙ: ᴍᴏᴛꜱ ᴅᴏᴜx ᴅ'ᴜɴᴇ ᴅÉꜰᴜɴᴛᴇs ❞ ♡

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| the lore

ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ᴍᴇ~! ๑ஓ♡ ══╝

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| the plot

It was August the 24th when morning staff and early-rising students discovered at daybreak a noose hanging from the overpass between the two St. Aubade’s Academy campuses. Mysteriously, the noose indicated no signs of wear-and-tear. Initially, it was written off as a strange and distasteful joke. Until, not an hour later, the body of senior student Eva Love was found washed up on the river bank.

Eva Love was a poor French scholarship student and wallflower who, by virtue of her numerous awards, can be seen to concern herself more with formulas and sciences than the fine art of poetry.

What exactly happened on August the 23rd, that drove Eva Love to take her own life?

And, in such a way?

Perhaps, only Eva and the ten boys involved know the full story. However, there’s more soon to come. Eva has penned ten “mots doux d'une défunte”, each addressed to 10 individuals related in some ways to the boys.

La Suite, an exclusive nightclub catering to the young elite, known for its wild parties and lenient policies on underage drinking. Security at the door is strict, but once inside, the rules become very flexible. It was at this location that Marcus’ record-length relationship (one month!) with ex-girlfriend Lucia came to a meteoric finish when she overdosed. Panic ensued, but her loving boyfriend only had this to say: “Just let her rest, she’s in so much pain.”

In Eva’s letter to you, who insistently intervened and called 112, saving Lucia’s life, she informs you that the spanner you threw into Marcus’ risky drug-trafficking operation has since been settled. Now, with the aftermath passed, this well-meaning “painkiller” is back to his old tricks.

Only a predicament of hypergravity can bring this cloud-nine space cadet back down to Planet Earth.

ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜꜱ' ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ɪɴ ᴅᴇꜰ 💀 ʜɪꜱ ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴄᴀʀʀᴅ ๑ஓ♡ ══╝

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| the graphics

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ 7x ɴꜱꜰᴡ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ᴠᴀʀɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀᴠᴀɪʟᴀʙʟᴇ ᴠɪᴀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛʜᴇᴅʀᴀʟ ɪɴ ᴇɪᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴘʜɪᴄꜱ ʙᴜɴᴅʟᴇ, ᴘʀᴇᴍɪᴜᴍ ʙᴜɴᴅʟᴇ ᴏʀ ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜꜱ ʙᴜɴᴅʟᴇ ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ꜱᴛ. ᴀᴜʙᴀᴅᴇ ᴏᴜᴛꜱᴋɪʀᴛꜱ ᴀʙᴀɴᴅᴏɴᴇᴅ ᴏʙꜱᴇʀᴠᴀᴛᴏʀʏ ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜꜱ' ʟᴏꜰᴛ ʀᴏᴏꜰᴛᴏᴘ ꜱᴍᴏᴋᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴛ ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ꜱᴛ. ᴀᴜʙᴀᴅᴇ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇᴛᴏʀɪᴜᴍ ❞

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| recommended listening ( ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀʀꜱ?・ᴅᴀᴠɪᴅ ʙᴏᴡɪᴇ ) 1:24 ━❍──────── -4:52 ↻ ⊲ II ⊳ ↺ ᴠᴏʟᴜᴍᴇ: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100% ♡

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| the name origins

||| Marcus: /ˈmɑːr-kəs/ (MAR-kəs) = The name “Marcus” has ancient Roman roots, derived from “Mars”, the Roman god of war. Mars is a bit of a tricky concept to tackle. War, in the popular sense, is a conflict between political groups involving hostilities of considerable duration and magnitude. Different from simple armed combat or mindless violence, it’s an institution with procedures, customs and law.

= Unlike Ares, who was viewed primarily as a destructive and destabilizing force, Mars represented military power as a way to secure peace, and was a father (pater) of the Roman people.

= Cosmologically, Mars, which is presented in myth as this ordered, structured and peace-seeking entity, is still accompanied by the moons Deimos and Phobos. If Marcus were to revert away from the “war” embodied by Mars, and draw closer to the destabilizing definition of Ares, he would then march alongside these brothers: Deimos (representing terror and dread), Phobos (representing panic, flight and rout).

= Perpetually within Marcus’ orbit, these two circling bodies work in opposition to his carefully curated rebranding effort. They are the indelible and irremovable aspects of his existence that he can’t truly, and maybe doesn’t want to, escape from. ♡ ||| Rosseau: /ˈroʊ-soʊ/ (ROH-soh)

= “Rosseau” has French origins and is likely derived from “rousseau,” meaning “red-haired” or “ruddy.” Though Marcus himself is blonde, this is another reference to Mars, the red planet. More importantly, "Rosseau" evokes the name of the 18th-century philosopher Jean-Jacques Rousseau - French writer born in Switzerland; believed that the natural goodness of man was warped by society; ideas influenced the French Revolution (1712-1778).

= He strawman’s Rousseau's critique of society: no matter the issue, Marcus makes it clear that the problem lies not within himself but in the unenlightened masses who fail to see the ‘true’ reality.

= Marcus leans heavily into Rousseau's ideas of natural goodness being corrupted by society, conveniently shifting blame onto societal constructs for his own vices. His use of this intellectual facade is a shield, giving him the moral high ground in shallow debates while masking his hedonistic tendencies.

= In Rousseau’s "Discourse on the Arts and Sciences" (1750), the philosopher argued that the progression of the arts and sciences had corrupted human virtue and morality. Marcus postures about how “capitalism kills creativity”, blaming the commodification of art for his lack of musical output.

= Marcus is known for quoting Rousseau’s "Man is born free, and everywhere he is in chains" from "The Social Contract" (1762) whenever he wants to wax philosophical. He uses this line to justify his rejection of labels, relationships, and accountability, claiming society’s chains are what keep people trapped in conventions like monogamy or punctuality. His rhetorical approach transforms valid criticisms, such as his chronic lateness or emotional detachment, into attacks on others' inability to transcend social constructs, shifting the onus onto them.

= And yes, it’s all very intentional.

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| the author's note

||| The first and most important fact to understand about Marcus’ character is that he’s a coward and hypochondriac.

||| I’ve always wondered and found fascinating how as a society, we tend to frame toxic traits and the hate thereafter exhibited as stemmed from some manifestation of “-phobia”. And that, in doing so, we understand and recognize that fear is oftentimes an active (and harmful) agent as opposed to a paralyzing one. Some of the most heinous incidents to take place in our recorded history were not borne of confidence or bravery, but cowardice.

||| Bravery can move mountains, but fear is what gives us the power to move the planets out of alignment. Fear, given the right circumstances, can be weaponized more potently than any intrinsic strength of character.

||| Most things scare Marcus. Most things and people to him are either a chemical reaction waiting to explode, or a collision of cosmic proportions on the trajectory for impact. To keep his peers placated, pliable and therefore himself safe, every little pill is a silver bullet solution.

||| Perhaps, in a controlled environment, he’ll provoke you. Just so that when you respond accordingly, he can accuse you of overreaction and slowly recondition and desensitize you to your own very valid emotions: "It was just a joke, take a chill pill." This is the male equivalent of a woman refusing to smile for fear of wrinkles - only, Marcus forces that emotional Botox onto everyone around him. He conditions those in his orbit to deny their own emotions, tensions and conflicts, to embrace his numbing philosophy: "Don’t worry, it’s not that serious."

||| Is anything or anyone ever serious, Marcus? Does anything or anything or anyone have any “gravity” to you?

||| It does, and this cowardly hypochondriac knows it better than anyone. That’s why he’s constantly trying to reduce the “gravity” of everything around him. To de-escalate to such a degree it works in reverse, sending people spiraling into outer space. And if there’s a problem, it’s because they aren’t high enough.

||| Here I get his tagline, ”le sédatif”, or “the painkiller” – an anesthetic or tranquilizer that numbs you and strips your ability to react to stimuli. If over abused, the nerve damage is permanent.

||| In this, Marcus is the embodiment of that ubiquitous phrase, “We’re just on a giant floating rock.” It's the ultimate cop-out for accountability, a deflection disguised as a nihilistic outlook. But even a floating rock has gravity. Marcus’s goal, however, is to exist somewhere beyond that - a void of total nothingness just below the asteroid belt where nothing has consequences, where nothing pulls you back down to earth.

||| Untethered, unanchored... and the second your oxygen tank cuts out, the thing keeping you alive, you’ll suffocate.

||| ♡💀ஓ๑💌๑ஓ💀♡ ||| the shop

So, what exactly is “The Shop”? As part of this series, there’s going to be several bundles on offer which you can purchase. Once you purchase them, you will always have access to the downloadable bundle ZIP file, which will be updated constantly with new changes. To look at what’s currently included in the bundles, you can look at “The Love Club – Log”, a Google Doc available for FREE in ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛʜᴇᴅʀᴀʟ, a personal Discord I use for transactions.

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ’ ꜱᴛʏʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ, ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴛʏʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ, ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ, ɴꜱꜰᴡ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ᴠᴀʀɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʙᴀɴɴᴇʀꜱ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛᴇꜱ ʙʏ @ᴋʀᴏᴡ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ɢᴀʟʟᴇʀʏ ᴏꜰ ʙᴀᴄᴋɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱᴇ ɪɴ ᴊᴀɴɪᴛᴏʀ ᴀɪ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱɪʟʟʏ ᴛᴀᴠᴇʀɴ. ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ’ ᴇxᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ & ʟᴏʀᴇ, 26 ᴘᴀɢᴇ ʜᴏʀᴏꜱᴄᴏᴘᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛꜱ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ-ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄ ʟᴏʀᴇʙᴏᴏᴋꜱ, ᴇxᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇɴᴅɪᴜᴍ ꜰᴏʀ “ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄʟᴜʙ” ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʟᴏʀᴇʙᴏᴏᴋ ꜰᴏʀ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴏɴ ꜱɪʟʟʏ ᴛᴀᴠᴇʀɴ. ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴀᴛ ᴍɪɴɪᴍᴜᴍ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴏᴛꜱ (ᴀʟᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴇᴡ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇꜱ) ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ, ᴀᴜᴅɪᴏ ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ. ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴠᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴀᴛᴇ, ᴘʟᴜꜱ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴄᴀʀʀᴅ. ❞

╚═ ♡ஓ๑ ❝ ᴍᴀʀᴄᴜꜱ' ꜱᴛʏʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ, ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ꜱᴛʏʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ, ʀᴇᴀʟɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇꜱ, ɴꜱꜰᴡ ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ ᴠᴀʀɪᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ʙᴀɴɴᴇʀꜱ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛᴇꜱ ʙʏ @ᴋʀᴏᴡ, 12x ʜᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ꜱᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢꜱ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ ᴇxᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ & ʟᴏʀᴇ, 26 ᴘᴀɢᴇ ʜᴏʀᴏꜱᴄᴏᴘᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ, ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ-ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪꜰɪᴄ ʟᴏʀᴇʙᴏᴏᴋ, ᴛᴡᴏ ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛᴇ ʙᴏᴛꜱ (ᴀʟᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ɴᴇᴡ ɪɴɪᴛɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇꜱ), ᴀᴜᴅɪᴏ ꜰɪʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ❞

ᴠɪᴀ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏʀᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴡᴇʀᴇꜱᴡᴏʟꜰ ♡ ᴠɪᴀ ᴄᴀʀʀᴅ ♡ ᴠɪᴀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴛʜᴇᴅʀᴀʟ ══╝ 💌