Event Log: Memories Past

[hadrielmods]

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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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► 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.

Comments

[standformyself]

The Dog has seen many things over the years, both as herself and as who she was. Most has likely been forgotten or warped, but she can recall many things. Not that she tends to have a need to, as her time with her mistress had been better served. Lirael had come to her own and found her own answers, with only a little help from the Dog.

It is a strange experience though and she snorts, as if trying to rid a strange scent from her nostrils, before she goes back to swallowing the chunk of food. She takes a moment, mulling that over, before her tongue lolls to the side and her ears perk up. Humans are quite strange. "Are laps supposed to be punishment? I would find that enjoyable."

[hardwearing]

Oh... he didn't accidentally traumatize her, that's good. He thinks he might know what she saw, even, either his own training back in the day with his drill sergeant, or something more recent on Chorus, in that role himself. The corner of his mouth quirks up.

"Uh, they're kind of seen that way, yeah, when you order a whole bunch of them. But it's really just training." He tilts his head at the dog -- is she still coming for better food? "You really wouldn't ever get tired of running? The point for humans is to push yourself farther than you think you can go."

[standformyself]

Food is food. While she would like a nice ham bone, she isn't above accepting the hard bread that Lirael had offered. Can't break her teeth or upset her stomach. Her pointed ears shuffle a little, head tilting back up to his face. At least she is slightly distracted from the rest of his food, insomuch that she isn't actively begging even if her nose has told her all. "I'm not human though."

Not that she explains what she is. She never has, save for that one time at the binding, at that was only because she had needed to. As she had back then, so had she in that moment - she had stood for herself. "Bored, perhaps. I don't suppose there could be some rabbits tossed in to chase?"