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

[epsilol]

[ He flips Wash off for that last comment, half smirking. They've made progress since he got to Hadriel, slowly moving towards something that even if it isn't friendship it's... well, at the very least it isn't blatantly antagonistic anymore. ]

And you're still a team stealing jackass, but you keep these idiots alive so we're even I guess.

[ This is the best version of Leonard Church, still a smug asshole but one who at least cares about the people around him. ]

[hardwearing]

[ The impulse is to argue yet again that he didn't steal anything, they needed a leader and it was safer for him and easier for Caboose if he was the right color -- but Wash just rolls his eyes instead of snipping, for once. They can be good natured, look at them! ]

They kept me alive first.

[ Wash sets his mug down and opens a cupboard, considering food options. ]

What do you want for breakfast? You're the first one down, I'll let you pick today.

[epsilol]

They're pretty good at that.

[ It's as close as he'll really get to complimenting the reds and blues directly.

Enjoy the blank stare at that offer, Wash. This is the face of a man who was probably going to drink nothing but coffee for breakfast because he's still a failure of a human being. ]

I don't know, just make whatever you did yesterday.