Memory Mingle!

[wotanon]

Who: Idols
Where: Everywhere
When: 509

[ The leaves are falling, and the air is cool and crisp with fall...! It's a nice day to bundle up a bit, get some apple cider, and enjoy the change in season! And maybe take some memories while at it.]

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[heavyliesthecrown]

[ Bundled up. He's procured a warm cup of tea to go and settled within one of the parks up in a tree. It affords a little privacy at least for taking a memory. It's been a while since his last, so it's about time. Once comfortable, he hits play.

It seems... Tsukasa is so beyond stressed and tired that he's fallen asleep in public at a meeting he's called himself. Fortunately, two of his seniors are there to wake him up. But... the discussion isn't over anything good. It seems that everything is going wrong for the idol competition they've found themselves in, and as a result, it may turn into a blood bath. What Tsukasa is trying to do is damage control. To protect his unit, take his cousin's unit under his wings for protection, and-- well ensure that the consequences for a secret order he has received never come to pass.

He sighs when it finishes. ]

A war... will it really go so far?

[ It may be his unit's specialty, but he'd like to avoid bloodshed. And this time... things are different.]

[catnyap]

[Yes, he is most certainly eavesdropping. But he has good reason to. He has his suspicions about this one. And if he finds out he's wrong he can always apologize later, right--? Well... fortunately for him he learns very quickly he doesn't have to. Because his own voice is right there among... a lot of unfamiliar ones.

But there's at least one other one that's become familiar to him from what little bit he saw of his own memories just recently. Unfortunately it seems like it's one of the "other" guys... hm. Curious~

Meanwhile he's just listening from his spot, "sleeping" underneath the tree.]

Mmmmmmm... sounds like it already has~ Doesn't it?

[gemuinemanagement]

Idol work sounds very serious

[A bloodbath?? That's metaphorical right...]

[deadlynadder]

[ Honestly, she understands idols little even now. Tsukasa's memory does little to help with that but she offers: ]

Weren't you the one to say that any injuries on an idol would be a bad thing?

[ Look, of course she's going to equate war to physical violence what do you expect - ]

[branchedout]

[ hm.

He has a bad feeling about this. ]

...huh. Int'restin' stuff.

[bondsofsuffering]

Falling asleep on the job, huh? Must've been rough.

[threatmewted]

Wow, now that's just askin' for trouble.

[catnyap]

[While Faith doesn't have a whole lot to his name, he does have enough for one memory. So, somewhat curious-- he decides to give it a try and receives his first memory.

...it seems to be the beginnings of the efforts to record some sort of behind the scenes interview. A childhood friend... a roommate... both of whom Faith seems very happy to be taken care of by. But while traveling to the next location to get a shot of his culinary skills (which are apparently ugly to look at but delicious to taste) they find and consequently revive a guy who's passed out from hunger. He raves about Faith's homemade cola which he... apparently made from scratch without paying too much attention to what he put in it, rather... making it from trial and error much to the guy's horror.]

...heeeeehhh? I'm quite the master chef, huh~?

[sangreine]

-- Wow, you make cola yourself? That's so cool!

[ She pays attention when it comes to food. Who cares what it looks like? ]

[ "Hi nice to meet you" should possibly have gone first but she has excellent Priorities ]

[at_heart]

[ what a vaguely familiar kind of problem for someone to have ]

You should make it the theme of your restaurant.

Witnesses OK!

[bondsofsuffering]

[He's at the mall and he's got some pastries to snack on when he plays a memory that's more like a collection of scenes from his childhood. Those who have seen his other memories may notice that the workers who eventually take him away from the facility are the two who later called themselves his foster parents. That, and there's a 30 year old man who looks exactly like a grown up Izanagi.

By the time it ends he just takes a long sip of coffee.]

Re: Witnesses OK!

[malumdiscordiae]

[ alala manages to catch the memory because he's doing a little bit of shopping at the mall. he blinks, taking a look around until he finally spots izanagi. he wanders into where he's hanging out and plonks down across from him. ] Hey there. Doing some reminiscing?

Re: Witnesses OK!

[deadlynadder]

[ She hasn't really come to the mall before - A word and place that's still new to her realm of understanding (and either way she's more interested in buying memories than anything else). But it's difficult not to notice a screen playing a memory rather you want to or not; Or find the green-haired memory giver. ]

[ Other than obvious weirdness, there's not a lot for her to say in that front? But she'll offer, in her own way, hand on hip: ]

So what flavor is it this time?

[ She means the coffee, probably. Given she asks after approaching and him taking a sip - ]

Re: Witnesses OK!

[outofoffice]

[ Hmmm . . . ]


Was this a happy or a sad memory, I wonder.

Re: Witnesses OK!

[at_heart]

[ Also at the mall, just browsing, when the memory hits his phone. And — oh jeez, that sure is kid!Izzy, not looking so different from how he did during the stamp rally. Those memories are kind of fuzzy, hard to bring into full focus, but—

—oh jeez. None of this looks great.

When it ends, he glances around for any sign of Izzy himself — then... tosses up an awkward little wave when he spots him.

Wave back? Flip him off? Both are fine. ]

Witnesses OK! | NTWEWY spoilers

[threatmewted]

[It's not an especially exciting memory, but it does explain how X got her alt account and, embarrassingly, goes to show that even in her world she got called out on being bad at making friends. Ugh.]

Are you serious?

[gemuinemanagement]

You can talk to the living on your phone?

[Is that what the RG is...]

Re: Witnesses OK! | NTWEWY spoilers

[heavyliesthecrown]

It looks like he cares about helping you out a little bit at least?

[catnyap]

[Called her RIGHT OUT.]

Woooow... said it just like that, huh~?

witnesses a-okay!

[deadlynadder]

[ She'd considered the possibility of switching from public to private memories after the other day - But... Well, she's stubborn and cheaper means more so she's willing to put her pride to the side a bit. But instead of in the hotel lobby, she's in the park. Her axe is off of her back and currently embedded in the trunk of a tree while she considered her phone.

And then in the same 'no balls' way she does everything she purchases three memories in the same rapid succession she handles everything - to not let herself chicken out. ]

[ The first memory involves kidnapping a guy, cheerfully offering to arrange his death if that's what he wants, and then confronting a villain while being bound talking very highly of a certain dragon rider (Rye).

The second involves an injured friend returning talking about how Flyers were finding a sacred place to dragons known as Vanaheim. When she arrives the guardians are seemingly killed and Rye nearly kills a guy. Her group splits up on different tasks, hers to track the Flyers down. There's a pep-talk and then totally not killing those Flyers by electrocuting them and them falling into the ocean while tied up -

The final memory would be enough to stop her normally, anyway. It's the memory of a very young her watching dragons destroy her home. Wanting to help protect it she's stopped by her uncle who tells her it's not her fight and goes off to face it. He subsequently perishes and the Hofferson family... becomes the laughing stock of the village.

She's not sure how to feel about that, in the moment, but she answers to herself: ]

Huh. So that's what it was like before we befriended the dragons.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Robin watches all three memories, but it's the third one that gets his attention. Being ostracized from the community... that's something he understands very well, if not for the same reasons.]

How are you feeling after all those

[happydreamed]

[Doctor's not actually intending to purchase a memory this morning over tea in the lobby, but his finger slips and he cringes up pre-emptively:

Only to be mostly confused as the memory is of a talking cactus that instantly grows when Russell waters it and explains that it won't give out seeds like other plants, sorry.]

Well. Hm. That was a memory.

[sangreine]

[ Aliza's with him because of course she is, but today she keeps slowly leaning over onto his non-dominant tea arm, dozing. An awesome sign, of course. ]

[ She wakes when she hears her phone ding and glances at it, watching Doctor's memory and hoping it doesn't end terribly -- and how about that, it doesn't. ]

[ She sits up, rubbing her eyes. ] Your world sure has some weird stuff.

witnesses ok

[at_heart]

[ You'll find Lupine down by the dock, sitting at the edge of the chilly autumn beach.

It's been a while since the last time he did this — which is to say, actually bought a public memory during normal hours, within walking distance of the hotel, instead of sneaking out in the middle of the night and going far into the city.

Which is probably why he finally gets what he was looking for.

After the memory finishes, he's very still for a long moment — and then he gets to his feet and throws his phone as hard and as far as he can into the sea. This is fine. ]

[sangreine]

[ Aliza doesn't watch memories almost ever, but she does happen to be at the beach because it's her favorite place. She barely looks up from her sketch pad when her phone pings, but seeing Lupine and Artorius and remembering that she was given permission from at least half the people she recognizes to view this, she stops her sketch mid-pen stroke. And watches, feeling something inside her clench both in empathy and something a little too personal to be just that. ]

[ Then something goes sailing overhead off to one side and into the ocean. Was that a...? ]

[ She turns and sees Lupine, not having realized he was that close. Ah well, it saves her the trouble of looking for him. She doesn't feel especially equipped for this discussion, but nonetheless she's going to try. ]

[ Okay, well. She flips her papers closed and walks over. ]

I guess I don't have to ask what that was about. [ Her tone is nothing but gentle, not a trace of a joke; he doesn't tend to lose his shit like that, so she'd have figured it was something substantial anyway. ]

witnesses welcome! cw: death/zombie stuff

[toyger]

[Amity settles in for a seat, taking another memory, though this one is decidedly less comedic in nature. He was about to open up a conbini sandwich as he sat down to get this memory back, but something about it sours his appetite, and he closes the wrapper back up, brows furrowed.

Those who have met Faith would recognize him as the other boy in his memory, the one telling Amity that he is dead and that he should forget everything.]

................. Just a dream....?

[He looks at his hands again. They are so pale. He is so cold. Maybe he really is a corpse...???]

But I'm right here? Just as good as ever?

Re: witnesses welcome! cw: death/zombie stuff

[at_heart]

[ ..............................so on the one hand, maybe you can get bad dreams back as memories, how would Lupine know any different. On the other hand? Some worlds are probably that screwed up. ]

—Well. If you are dead back home, you wouldn't exactly be the only one.

[ Kind of would not be surprised if they all are, tbh. 'Hell' and all. ]

cw; mild dubious concent b/c strip club, but nothing graphic.

[malumdiscordiae]

[ alala is sitting in the park racking his brain for something... and he perks up when he thinks he might have gotten somewhere, so he purchases a memory. it's just as bad as the rest, but he gets frustrated, because the answer... it's right there! or so he thinks so he purchases it again... and again and again and again and again - each time it becomes more pain and more busted. ]

[ by the end he's openly sobbing because his head hurts so much. it feels like it could just fucken burst. he throws his phone into the lake, the flames on his ears and tail blowing out of proportion as he just loses his fucken chill and starts throwing a hissy fit. ] I... I hate this! It's not fair, it's not fucken fair! [ he's going to take a swing at the next person to approach him in his blind fury. sorry. ]

Re: cw; mild dubious concent b/c strip club, but nothing graphic.

[stoneandstave]

[ Well that memory started out good and went entirely off the rails of awful. Gent wasn't going to make a thing of it, but then it gets replayed, and replayed, and... hoo boy. ]

[ Okay, well. Approaching and -- oop, fist. Gent shifts his weight such that Alala's punch misses him by a scant centimeter, and Gent makes a grab for his wrist. If he connects, his grip is strong but the rest of him is calm and gentle, especially his voice. ]

Hey, now.

[paradiseunboxed]

[Honey is sipping a hot chocolate as he buys a memory. It’s not too exciting compared to his previous memories. He visits a school, runs into some old friends, and they watch a performance together. However, a number of familiar faces do show up—Eichi as student council president and an old friend(?); Amity as an excitable fanboy; Reed as a member of the performing unit. There are vague implications of Honey and Eichi having been mixed up in something dark and unpleasant in their past. Mysterious!]

...Trickstar...