hadriel_logs | Event Log: Memories Past

Event Log: Memories Past

Who: Everyone
What: Memory Share Event!
Where: All around the city
When: November 14th-20th
Warnings: Please remember to tag all warnings for memory shares!

Have you ever looked through someone else's eyes? Heard through their ears, spoken with their tongue? The gods have tried to teach some of you empathy, but it's time you learned the hard way, exactly what the others here have been through. For a week, every time you brush skin to skin with someone, you'll experience a memory of theirs: happy, sad, it doesn't matter. All that matters is that it feels real to you.

The first touch may come as a surprise- it lasts only for a split second but may feel like an eternity, where you're trapped in someone else's memory. After that, it could be more expected, and some may even figure out how to control it and share specific scenes from their past with others. Or, you might wear gloves and long sleeve shirts for awhile, nobody's judging.

Maybe curtail the handholding for awhile- or go right ahead, if that's your thing. After all, you never really know somebody unless you've walked a mile in their shoes, right?

► This log covers November 14th-20th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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► If you die in a memory, you don't die in real life, but if you do die in real life please let us know here.

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[Gren was here to talk to Lup, really. Out of the two Taaco twins, he hasn't been exactly subtle about which one he prefers-- Lup's great, Taako is her weird and obnoxious brother that Gren kinda wants to punt fifty yards most days. It's fine, he'll tolerate the guy because they're basically a package deal, you don't get one without the other.]

[He didn't mean to literally run into the guy when Taako was coming out the door.]

[Then things get weird for a second, and he's watching through Taako's eyes as he meets up with this kinda good-looking motherfucker. They talk about some shit that he doesn't get, but vaguely figures has to do with that whole vore plane thing that Lup told him about that one time, and...]

[And Taako drops a glamour that Gren didn't know he'd been wearing ~~the vain little shit~~, and the good-looking motherfucker doesn't give a single hot damn that whatever's underneath doesn't quite match up with what he'd seen before. Then Taako's swept up into this guy's arms and there are a few moments where things get that kind of tender and sweet that Gren's pretty sure he's not supposed to be seeing? It feels like an intrusion, like something way too intimate for him to be getting in the first-person perspective, until Taako ruins it by being fucking Taako.]

[Then Gren's back in front of Casa del Texmex, weird journey down Taako's Memory Lane complete.]

...What the fuck?

[There are a lot of things that Gren wants to say right now, most of them about as tactful as he ever is about anything.]

Where the fuck do you get off bein' all surprised that my mediocre ass bagged Wade when your obnoxious ass is over here datin' an actual fuckin' saint?

[See, the thing about this event is, Taako has absolutely no idea what Gren just saw. He was preoccupied with heading out the door to go to Kravitz', and frankly, considering what he usually does when he's over there, it's a miracle Gren saw that fluffy number and not something a lot more x rated. All he knows is he walked out the door, facefirst collided with Gren, and then watched him stare into space for a few seconds before his eyes come back into focus. And he gets greeted to the wonderful view of Taako waving his hand over in front of his face, snapping his fingers once or twice.]

Hey, dude, what the fuck yourself, you look possessed--

[Except Gren keeps talking, and he doesn't know what the hell that means.]

What the fuck are you talking about?

[Gren has been around this block way too many times to not recognize the 'gods' fucking with them when it happens. Memories again? They'd done this before, except they'd had the decency-- maybe it's decency?-- to have people see other people's memories when they were asleep, not when they're face to face. Maybe it's less invasive if it all could be written off as a weird dream.]

[Gren's face is the purest expression of '900% done with this shit'.]

We're all gettin' fucked around with again.

[B u t, his point there still stands, and like a dog with a bone, Gren's not letting it go.]

The fuck I'm talkin' about, though, is that you're datin' some magic fuckin' good-lookin' saint motherfucker and how the fuck does that happen?

[You know what, he's throwing this back in your face, Taako. He's doing it.]

This should be fuckin' illegal.

[Not everything in those dreams were real, at least. It was easy enough to say 'no, that wasn't a memory, just a dream'. This is waaaay more personal, even though when his mind catches up to what's happening it still doesn't answer what he fucking saw.]

Okay, so you just hardcore snooped on my shit, but-- what, Krav?

[He's kind of forgotten that people don't know Kravitz? He's been here nearly as long as Taako has, so shouldn't people like... know things? He sure doesn't keep track.]

He's not a saint, he's literally Death. Like, the grim reaper, the whole nine years, capital D Death. What the fuck did you see, dude?

Edited (one fuckin missing slanty boi) 2018-12-01 03:50 (UTC)

[He did snoop hardcore, but not because he wanted to. Gren could honestly live his best life if he never had to see into Taako's mind ever again, because that's a dangerous road to take.]

Wait, you're fuckin' datin' Death?

[Wait. Wait, that can't be right, because Wade told him that he dated Death, and his description of the Grim Reaper was definitely not 'good looking dude'. Something isn't adding up here, there aren't enough titties involved.]

Ain't Death a lady with a giant fuckin' rack? [He makes a helpful gesture at chest height to really portray the extent of rack that Wade described to him.] Unless Wade was lyin' to me, but that's a fuckin' weird flex if he was.

[Alright, this isn't the way he expected this conversation to go, but it is one he has more answers for.]

Oh, I think you're thinkin' of his god mom. No, no, he's like, the Grim Reaper? And he serves a goddess of death. She's made of birds or some shit.

[Wait, hang on.]

Wait how did your handsome-ass boyfriend know about the Raven Queen's tits?

[This isn't how either of them expected this conversation to go, because now Gren has to discuss Wade's apparently actual god ex-girlfriends. But that's just how it is on this bitch of an earth or whatever.]

[Gren looks Taako directly in his stupid twink face and says,]

I think Wade fucked your boyfriend's mom.

[This is like, the best possible version of what could be happening right now. He doesn't have to discuss his emotions, he gets to discuss bullshit. So Taako's grin just spreads wider and wider until it looks like it's his birthday and Candlenights all in one day.]

Oh my gods I sure fucking hope so.

[Terrible. Just terrible.]

Are we in-laws now? Cousins twice removed by a one-night stand? I think legally we're related.

[Oh, good, Taako's loving this and Gren is In Hell. Whatever, he's there so often that he might as well have his own fucking parking spot. Give him real estate in Hell, he deserves it.]

I don't think it was a fuckin' one-night stand. It was a thing.

[God. Wade fucked Taako's boyfriend's mom. Why is his life such a fucking soap opera?]

I think legally I'm fuckin' confused about how Wade fucked a skeleton god or whatever from your ren faire universe. And, I mean, I still ain't sure why Death got tits, does that seem weird to you? That seems real fuckin' weird to me.

[As long as he gets an affiliate referral, like damn. Where's his credit for all the mental and literal murder? He should be getting paid.

He just snorts at Gren's assumptions, still looking incredibly pleased with this entire ordeal.]

I dunno, not that weird. Maybe she wanted tits. If you just had the power to generate tits I bet that would be fun for a while.

[Not that he's interested in them, but it's the thought that counts.]

Also like, I met the goddess of fate once and she also had tits. So. I think my tit thesis is pre-tty well supported.

[Wink. Get it? Supported??? Get it???????]

I'm not talkin' about fuckin' tits with you.

[God, he doesn't even like tits. Or, rather, not these kinds of tits, he'd liked Wade's tits plenty. The rack on that man, Gren pines for the fucking majesty of Wade Wilson's titties on a daily basis. He would lose an arm all over again for the chance to smother himself in Wade's pectoral cleavage one more time.]

What I'm talkin' about with you is how you're a fuckin' hypocrite. What the fuck's with you havin' some handsome-ass motherfucker gettin' all sappy over you? What fuckin' soap opera end-of-the-world confession bullshit did I just have to watch?

[Look, Taako's in the same boat. He's also not a titty person, on account of being super gay. That's why this conversation is very, very funny. Unfortunately, Gren wants to make it about something real, which leads to him crossing his arms and cocking his hip, blowing a stray piece of hair out of his face.]

Look, I dunno what you saw, but like, the world was ending and I pulled his ass out of literal hell, if that's not enough to get a dude to suck your dick I don't know what is.

[Fuck did he see the face. Shit. He probably saw the face. Let's not mention it.]

Sure, fuckin' whatever, but this ain't getting a guy to suck your dick. This was all fuckin' matrimonial or whatever, should I be expectin' a happy announcement one of these days?

[God, don't invite Gren to your wedding. Or, I guess, do, because his idea of a wedding involves, like, swords and shit.]

Wait, is this the guy you ain't supposed to get ass pregnant with?

[God, look what you did, Taako. You made him say the words 'ass pregnant' with his own mouth.]

Why the fuck did you have to jump to that, of everything you could have remembered about him.

[No more fucking ass pregnancy!! He could go his whole life without thinking about that! Bitch!!!]

Also, do I look like a marriage guy to you? One of those domestic types? The world was ending, I'm allowed to let a guy tell me I'm the sun in the sky or whatever the hell went down. You just jealous because you didn't get a sonnet or whatever?

If I gotta remember ass pregnancy, so the fuck do you.

[Gren is a spiteful monster man, Taako. If he has to remember this bullshit, you have to suffer with him.]

And what, you think I look any fuckin’ more like the domestic type? Like I’d be settlin’ down with some pretty-faced motherfucker with a nice ass and doin’ the happy home deal? Would you’ve thought Lup was gonna tie the knot with some denim covered fuckin’ schmuck? Fuck, Taako, sometimes shit just happens that fuckin’ way.

[Wait, why is he giving Taako this relationship talk? Maybe Lup is rubbing off on him.]

[Goddamnit Gren let him live. It's even weirder than this has transitioned into Gren not only giving advice, but like, good advice, within a minute of the words 'ass pregnancy'. Why does the world work this way.]

I mean, no, gods no. We always thought we'd get married to some like, ultra rich king and have him as our sugar daddy. Then our fucking planet got vored and suddenly we were like 95% immortal. I get it, shit changes. It's just-- y'know, just because she's done the marriage thing doesn't mean I have to.

[He... doesn't honestly know what he's defending himself to. He's just barely said the l word to Kravitz, let alone thinking about being bound to him for the rest of his life makes him want to dive to the bottom of the ocean. Maybe he'll get there one day, but now? Inconceivable.]

[No, if he has to die and get sent to Hell, Taako's coming with him. He will drag your ass down to the same horrible, sulfurous depths that you send him to on the regular.]

Yeah, okay, fine, it don't matter. Marriage is just a fuckin' human construct or whatever.

[Oh, great, they're having a real Conversation now. Thanks, Gren hates it.]

But to be real fuckin' level with you right now? You got a good thing goin' with this guy, right? Maybe you should think about not takin' that for granted.

[You know, like Gren did.]

[Excuse you, Hell is getting relationship advice from monster man tango over here! It's having real feelings! How absolutely dare.]

I-- you don't even know him.

[He doesn't have feelings! He's never had a single feeling shut the fuck your face.]

Look, I like... I talk to him, y'know. He's moving in. I've only known him for like two years and he's basically immortal and I'm gonna live another six hundred some ass years, two is fast. Lup and Barry took fifty, okay. I, I am rushing into things, if anything.

If he was a shithead, Lup would've set him the fuck on fire by now.

[Gren doesn't have to be a fucktillion years old to know that Lup would straight up murder any boyfriend who was terrible to her brother, so. Yeah, if Kravitz has passed her test, he's probably okay. Plus, from that memory he got to see? He seems too nice for Taako's obnoxious ass.]

[And there's something about he's moving in that makes Gren... he doesn't know, feel something that isn't real pleasant and has a shape that isn't all that far off from regret. Things he should've said-- but that doesn't really matter now.]

Since when do you give a shit about rushin'? [Taako dives headfirst into whatever the fuck he wants, right?] And you might got six hundred some ass years, but how do you know you're gonna be livin' 'em in the same place?

[Gren has fuck-off however many years left to live, he doesn't know, but he's not living them in the same place as Wade anymore.]

[He opens his mouth to say something back but just ends up making some kind of clicking noise from the back of his throat, somewhere between offence and choking. Don't be right, Gren, who fucking said you could be right. How dare you have good ideas and experience. Fuck.]

Look, he's-- he lives in another plane back home but we'll make it work, I don't know, I'm not planning that far out.

[That sort of future freaks him out too hard to concept it, so it will need to be shelved for now.]

What do you want from me, to gush about caring about him and how much I love sucking his dick, what, he's-- he knows, okay?

[Taako, he's about to call you the fuck out so hard, Gren is coming for your fucking wig. Give it to him, he's snatching it.]

Fuckin' does he, though?

[You dumb motherfucker, doing the exact same shit that Gren did. Why does he relate to fucking Taako, of all people?]

Did you actually have your obnoxious-ass mouth do the thing that makes fuckin' words, or did you give him some bullshit that he's supposed to figure out? Because believe the fuck me, there's a big difference between tellin' a guy what's actually going on in your fuckin' shitshow of a head and tellin' him that he's the hottest piece of ass in town and hopin' he knows what that means.

[Externally, Taako's face doesn't especially change. It seems to be the same sort of nothing but grins expression, unfocused, static. But internally, those words land hard. Does he know? Did he-- he had to have said enough, Kravitz was happy, why would he smile like that and cry and hug him if he didn't get it, get what that meant to him, but what if he didn't. What if he's still waiting in all his patience, all the times he'll wait for Taako when he fucking shouldn't.

Kravitz can do better. He knows this. But Taako is doing something, an effort already herculean for him, but eventually it'll stop being enough, right? He's not providing a service, he's not useful, he'll be discarded.

It's a hard mentality to break, especially for one so outwardly confident as Taako is, and certainly not one he wants to admit to Gren of all people. So he won't.]

I fuckin' talk to him, alright? What do you wanna hear here, that I took him under the moonlight or whatever and did some fantasy Shakespeare? It's not your business, what's-- what's your concern if I fuck this up, okay?

[And a little bit cracks, nevertheless.]

Is it just gonna be fun for you when he figures out he doesn't need me, huh?

If you ain’t happy, Lup ain’t either, and I don’t fuckin’ like that. Even if that weren’t the case, fuck, you got a low fuckin’ opinion of me. You think I’d be rubbin’ your fuckin’ nose in that shit?

[Gren’s not a great person and he knows it, but he at least likes to think that he’s not cruel when somebody hasn’t earned it. And lording over Taako losing somebody that he cares for would be rich as fuck coming from him, the dumb fucking asshole who lost the guy he was stupid for before he could tell him what he felt. Hypocrisy is bullshit and he tries to avoid that fuckery.]

And, Christ, it ain’t about him needin’ you? Or it shouldn’t be, he’s a complete fuckin’ person or whatever and you should be too. You shouldn’t make another person your reason for bein’ happy. I ain’t gettin’ into this codependent shit, though, I ain’t your shrink.

Just, fuck, however you do it, take my fuckin’ advice and make sure he knows what’s in your dumb fuckin’ brain. Because...

[God, he hates this. Okay, Gren, communicate like you’re literally telling him to do. No hypocrisy.]

I sure as fuck didn’t and I’m a fuckin’ shitshow, okay? Fuck.

[He's almost anticipating this becoming a fight. Gren is fun, but he's always been closer to Lup, and that's unpredictable to him. What if he sees something and takes it into a knife to use against him, what if he hears something and knows how to knock him down, what if what if what if--

And through all that, he simply doesn't. Taako's shoulders fall as the other man talks, crossing his arms to try and look more nonchalant, like he doesn't care as much as he truly does.]

Look, it's... I dunno. Maybe you'd just wanna drag my ass for being right.

[He sighs, letting his eyes fall off to the side.]

I've told him, okay? I don't have to say the word love for him to know I mean it. You don't need to worry about me.

[That's not really what's happening. Maybe it is? Everything about this is a mess.]

I don't wanna fuck this up either.

You could drag my ass right back for the same fuckin' thing.

[And, like, he gets it. This is weird and vulnerable and Taako doesn't have the same relationship with him that Lup does, so having these long, awkward talks about feelings and shit isn't something normal. Lup's heard so much of Gren's shit that there's probably nothing that he could unpack on her that she'd be unprepared for. Taako hasn't done the whole 'Let's Unpack Our Constipated Feelings' thing, hosted by monster man.]

[But, well, guess today was the crash course, whether anybody liked it or not.]

Yeah, well, don't fuck it up, I guess.

[Easier said than done.]

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