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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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.]

[Taako's barely done Unpack Your Constipated Feelings with anyone, much less monster mash over here. He's got things even Lup doesn't know about. It's dangerous and bad for him in all the worst ways, but releasing it is easier said than done.

Truly, this was the price he paid for those years spent alone, under the influence of amnesia. Trust is different when one person has always loved you versus when no one ever has.]

I'm not trying.

[Even if he feels like maybe he is. His voice is a little softer when he speaks again, an ounce of a real question underneath.]

Look, don't... take this the wrong way or whatever, but why the hell do you even care about me? You don't have to.

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