Broacasted memories catchall post

[afailedmurder]

Who: Whoever is brave/crazy/cheap enough to go for the memory broadcast option
Where: A screen near you
When: Day 2, post-game-ish

Comments

(A).

[afailedmurder]

[A boy detective is being interviewed on TV and declares the importance of sugar to detective work. Afterward he has an eclair and a is approached by a pair of schoolgirls who recognize him as Akechi-kun, the high school detective. He is polite and modest the whole way through. What a pleasant boy.]

[columbidaring]

Oh, you were famous!

[liarliarliar]

I want sweets too. Now I'm hungry.

[maxxximumeffort]

Ohoh. Detective, huh. Aren't you the prince of the school.

[unbr8kable]

So the upshot's that you detect for food?

[rollplayinghouse]

...Does mental effort take more sugar than other things?

Re: (A).

[crossmyheartandhope]

Whoa. You're a detective?

[neigh_sayer]

Woah, A is really an Ace?! No wonder you're so paranoid!

Re: (A).

[nohalation]

Ohhhh, popular...

Re: (A).

[toodeeptoford]

Sweet and a detective.

Memory 1

[negotiatoronsite]

[ A hostage is being dangled from a penthouse balcony by a man with an LED on his temple who appears to bleed blue. Toaster manages to get close enough to get a clear shot after building some trust, saving the girl and dropping the hostile off the roof. He leaves dispassionately, passing off the gun to the SWAT team while "Mission Successful" appears. (Relevant video from 5:54 to 7:06.) ]

I'd say that explains some things.

Re: Memory 1

[maxxximumeffort]

Oh daaaamn, son! That was some moves!

[nohalation]

W-wowee! You saved the lady!

[afailedmurder]

Impressive, Toaster! You're good at what you do.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[GOD Toaster, you are slightly terrifying.

But applause for a job well done]

You were correct. Enforcement android.

[reversecowbird]

[ Wow! That's a whole lot of things that don't look like anything, but she can understand enough of the situation to understand exactly what Toaster did for that girl. ]

My word. What are you, some sort of sheriff?

Re: Memory 1

[crossmyheartandhope]

Whoa. Are you like a cop or something?

[This boy has +1 arm in a sling since the last time you saw him.]

[toodeeptoford]

You... saved that little girl. But where were you?

Memory - 1

[nohalation]

[In Angel's broadcast, you can see a girl who is bloodied up and dissheveled (as if she was in a fight recently) approaching cute little marshmallow blob monsters. She's with a group of ppl so she isn't alone. The marshmallows seem happy as it looks like Angel's party saved them from something. However they start crying while maintaining :D and :> faces.

"I can't take it anymore! A vine thingy almost killed me, I won't be beautiful if I die!"

"But you said--"

"No! This is it! This is too much!"

They argue back and forth while situated in their little holes in the ground. But Angel suggests that they can come back to her kingdom (she's a ruler of some sort?!) and they can dress up all they want and truly be beautiful. The marshmallows are convinced. They want fashion! They want passion! They pull themselves from the ground—

THEY WANT TO BE BEAUTIFUL!!

Everyone seems happy. Angel leaps into their muscular arms. And they all go to a place where they can camp and rest. The end.]

[liarliarliar]

Wow.

Boss - Memory 1

[criminaljustice]

[so who wants to watch some kid learn how to make coffee?

also, I guess confirmation that he's a delinquent who was on probation once, uhhhh...


meanwhile.

... he really wants a decent cup of coffee. this is the worst when there is no coffee. TIME TO FIGURE OUT THE COFFEE SITUATION by which i mean you can probably find him in the kitchen staring at a can of coffee with the look of Unimpressed Betrayal.

canned coffee? seriously? wrong purchase.]

[columbidaring]

Ah, the glamourous life of food service.

Oni - memory 1

[grandschemed]

[ who wants to watch someone fail the fuck out of what may have been an actual assassination attempt?! ]

-- startin' to regret the whole public broadcastin' thing here.

[ grumbling but at least he has the extra points ]

[knightceties]

[Ace would indeed like to watch, and not just watch, but start laughing at him failing his way into a massage.]

[made_up_names]

[ Hey look, this idiot from HSS is gonna be slightly stupid again. Or maybe it's sensible? Either way: a memory is totally getting broadcast here. (Stop at 5:50, or right after Tony super benches him.) He's fighting?? In a crazy techno suit against other people with superpowers? And one of them turns into a GIANT at the end and another has a metal arm and. Peter is just staring in awe. ]

Holy crap! This is awesome! Is that really me?

[liarliarliar]

. . .

[WAT]

[deicider]

[This memory takes place at the Olympics. Winners are being announced: The event is the pentathlon. Gold and silver are decalred to appropriate fanfare. Cardigan stands behind the platform for bronze.

The announcer has scarcely uttered the first syllable of their name to call them forward before the crowd goes wild. The name itself is lost in the buzz. Even the announcer, all professionalism a moment ago, is beside herself, almost tripping over her words as Cardigan steps to the platform. They bow their head to receive the bronze with a wide grin and a wink at some private joke with the medal-giver.]

—Sixteen years old, representing the Humanist Black team. A incredible first showing, pulling ahead at the last moment placing third overall in the fencing portion, followed up with nearly! record breaking! marksmanship in the pistol!!! I have personally been a fan off ██████ since the first livedoll was released ten years ago, and I think I speak for the whole world when I say—

[The memory ends mid-chatter. Cardigan does not seem sure how to take this, looking bemused.]

I was expecting gymnast.

[leaveshishaton]

[wow, watching that

turns to blink at them

back to the tv]

Huh.

So I guess you were pretty popular? Maybe we're all idols after all.

[unbr8kable]

[This Avante has settled in with some tasteless box lunch to watch the show]

Wonder how many people're gonna be doing this broadcast thing after this...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Why, you thinking you wanna try it?

[+1 sling since the last time you saw him.]

[leaveshishaton]

[A young (15 yo) boy in green tracksuit with redhair is surrounded by a number of other kids his own age, and young adults. the adults are in suits but the kids are clearly of the homeless variety.

One of the kids, silver hair, breaks off from the group to talk to the redhaired. The camera zooms in for dRAMATIC EFFECT and you can hear the silver haired boy apologize to the redhead and explain the Sheep had decided on a solution to their problems. [The redhead] has been distracted with his own affairs, The Sheep couldn't depend on him, so they had decided to join the GSS.

The silverhaired boy then stabs the redhead, and while the redhead looks shocked by this, the silverhaired boy explains that in order to prevent [the redhead] from becoming a danger if he joined the Port Mafia, they had to kill him.

The redhead doesn't say anything to this revelation. Looks hurt but stoic, and then he shoves the silverhaired boy away and the earth under him crumbles off the edge of the cliff, letting him fall into the ocean]


[NEXT TO THIS SCREEN, an older redhead blinks and looks very concerned and thoughtful]

...what a thing to forget...

[deicider]

[Wao]

'The Sheep'. At least you get the joke now.