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

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[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.

[deicider]

Looks that way!

[Looking Chuuya over]

Do you think you have a background like that, too?

[leaveshishaton]

Uh... Being popular?

[deicider]

[Shrugs a yes and adds:]

Distinguished, in some way,

[Cardigan cocks their head and look at Chuuya, giving their own cheek a thoughtful tap.]

You're definitely cute.

[leaveshishaton]

Hah--

[startled by this, not exactly embarrassed but it's unexpected]

You think so?

[looks down at himself, he's wearing a cream colored one of these]

I wasn't really into the clothes they picked out for me.

[deicider]

It suits you. [Flicks their gaze down at their phone] 'A Shephard boy'?

[leaveshishaton]

That's what it says. I think it's just another fucking sheep joke.

[deicider]

[laughs]

Likely. Contributing to your aesthetic .

[leaveshishaton]

Yeah, this place is into that.

[pulling up his phone to look them up]

...Cardigan?

Isn't that....

[deicider]

[Sigh!]

Yeah, I don't know what that joke is supposed to be.

[leaveshishaton]

It's... a sweater, right?

[deicider]

[i hate this.]

It's a sweater, yeah. Kinda frumpy. The rest of avante is Ace, Gold, and Nemesis, so I've got no clue what happened there.

[leaveshishaton]

Huh... well, one guy on our team wasn't told a name at all. You could always go by something else.

[deicider]

[Makes a dismissive hand gesture]

I can't change it on my profile, so not worth the fuss. Maybe it'll end up being a really good joke down the line.

[spoilers: it so will.]

[leaveshishaton]

Heh, alright, Cardigan, then.

What's your group about?

[deicider]

Ah, 'knights.' Fighting, dueling. A lot like Heart Soldier but with a more authoritarian bend, from what I can tell.

[Gestures to their uniform, replete with fancy half-cape.]

[leaveshishaton]

Oh! Right. [slaps fist into his other hand like he just figured something out]

Gold's team.

[deicider]

Mhm, and you guys have the twin, right? Silver.

[leaveshishaton]

Yeah. Ah... I'd been thinking we must all be strangers, but what if we all know each other and just forgot....

[deicider]

I don't know about all of us... But if our memories are making friends and siblings out of strangers, that's high drama. I would expect a few more.

[leaveshishaton]

High drama.... do you think people are really watching this?

[calmthefoxdown]

You've got quite the impressive record.

[deicider]

[Still a little bemused? But pleased.]

Thank you. I'm surprised myself.

[calmthefoxdown]

Given the way you handled Ace, I wasn't.

Seems like you should be the leader in our workouts after all.