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
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► 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

[requiemshark]

You -- what?

[ Because there are suddenly more flowers. Ephemera goes very still. ]

Donut, what the fuck.

1/2

[glazedonutholes]

[ The flowers curl up his arm, steadily growing across to his left side in a make-shift embrace. ]

Don't you change the subject! I'm not just going to stand here and listen to you bad mouth my friends!

2/2

[glazedonutholes]

I thought you were cool!

[ He points an accusatory finger at him and a few flower petals drop to the ground. ]

But now I see that you're just a big jerk!

[ Unable to distinguish physical pain from emotional pain, the bubble shield suddenly goes up, protecting the Flower god inside. ]

[requiemshark]

What the fuck, Donut.

[ It bears repeating, he thinks. Ephemera's voice is perfectly even. He's aware suddenly that he has no armor on and only a few weapons. A pistol at his side and a few knives hidden away because this is what the normal people do, they walk around without planning for a fight. A mistake, obviously. ]

I don't know what the fuck you're talking about.

[glazedonutholes]

Don't act like you don't know!

[ Whoah! Are those tears in his eyes?! ]

If you can't say anything nice then you shouldn't say anything at all!

[requiemshark]

[ And now Donut's crying. That's - great. That's just fucking great.

Ephemera tips his head back. Counts to five so he won't yell. ]

I really. Really. Have no idea. What. You're. Talking. About.

1/3

[glazedonutholes]

I'm a god too! And you-- [ his voice cracks]

2/3

[glazedonutholes]

[ He shakes his head, wiping away the tears that now seem to be coming down faster, and his shield expands reacting to his distress while more flowers start to blossom left and right fueled by the high emotions of their patron god. ]

You don't-- even.... think I'm---human.

[ His voice cracks between words and suddenly he's reminded about all those times back home where the other kids made fun of him. He hadn't felt like that in years. Not since he joined Red Team, who wasn't here. Who he hadn't seen in so long. Who he missed terribly, who would have made fun of his flowers but never would have made him feel less than human. ]

3/3

[glazedonutholes]

[ And suddenly he can't take it anymore. He hates this place! It was just like back home! So he does what he did back then, all those years ago, he hightails it and runs away. The shield stays in tact, fueled by his emotions but his sudden movements break off the stems of so many flowers leaving only their broken corposes behind. ]