It may very well be the worst thing that's ever happened to you! | OPEN MINGLE

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: Friday October 27th - Tuesday October 31st
Rating: PG-13, warn if you're gonna go higher!
Summary: A catch all for the Horrible Memory Truth Event!
The Story:

For the duration of this event, everyone's entire room will be replaced with a memory playing on loop. They will likely recognize the moment as soon as they see it – it is a moment they remember as the worst moment of their entire lives. It could be a memory from home or something that happened in Wonderland. Lengths of the memories will vary, but they will find that these are not memories they can merely watch – they can step into these memories and attempt to make changes to them, and the memories will be long enough that they have time to make changes (though no more than 24 hours). However, anyone who tries will find that it is futile. No matter what you do or how hard you try, the outcome is always exactly the same somehow. No changes you make will prevent that horrible outcome. It just happens over and over and over again no matter what you do.

On top of that, perhaps complicating any attempts to make changes, everyone will be forced to be honest for the duration of the event. No lies or half-truths are allowed, and filters will be gone for the entire five days. If something bothers someone then they will blurt it out, regardless of whether or not it hurts someone's feelings, and no one will be able to simply keep quiet when they have something to say. They must be truthful and honest with every word they say.

This is a catch-all log for all of your Worst Memory needs! Please mark your threads clearly in the subject line with your character's name and Room Number + Floor for character rooms, or just location if you're making a top level for a public place in the mansion (like the tea rooms or the kitchen) so people can see if there's already a thread available. And here's the plot post if you need it!

Have fun!

Comments

[scoutsniper]

Well, fuck this place. [He doesn't want to play by its shitty rules. ]

Liv, You can't pick what will crack your soul in half. Some of the hardest men lost it when they saw a dog run over. It doesn't mean anything. It means we're fucking human. That's all.

[livemoore]

[ He's right, she knows he is, and in all honesty, watching yourself die is no easy thing to go through. She can admit that at least. ]

Don't go back to your room. Stay out of it until this is over. Stay with me, here.

[naughty_nurse]

[Mikan soon returns with arm-loads of food... which she instantly drops when she sees someone there.]

Kokichi?! W-what are you - please tell me you didn't go inside!

Garden

[didntknowbest]

Sitting cooped up in some isolated room on the mansion isn't really Toriel's idea of a good time. Sometimes, she wants to find some isolated area outside to sit in, so she can at least feel grass beneath her feet and look up and watch the clouds. Feel some small comfort in a very stressful time.

Unfortunately, she seems to have chosen an unlucky path to follow, when she spots a familiar young child. One which she would desperately like to avoid for this event.

...That's fine, though. It's fine. She approached from behind, they haven't seen her yet. She can turn and leave, she doesn't have to start a conversation and wind up mentioning-

"My worst memory was you murdering me."

As soon as the thought enters her mind, it immediately exits her mouth, with no control over it whatsoever, calling out and making her presence known in what she's pretty certain is the worst possible way.

[naughty_nurse]

"I can't risk that!" Mikan doesn't even care if the food she's grabbing is mushed or broken, as long as it's still edible. "I don't want any of my friends finding out that I'm capable of being a horrible person! I don't want them to see that other side of me!"

Judging by her pained expression, she really didn't want to say these things.

[naughty_nurse]

"I'm really worried!" Mikan is suffering the same condition - she would have apologized over and over and over again, as she scrambles to pick up her books. "I'm worried that if I'm not back in time, someone will come into my room!"

[scoutsniper]

...I can't promise that, Liv. I don't...what if other people get in there?

[It's less about his own secret being out there, but that...yeah, nobody wants to go through that.]

[bravejemma]

[Jemma hadn't seen what was behind his door -- but she had heard it, and it didn't take geniuses of their caliber to guess what was occurring in there. And of course she felt terrible about it, and her knowledge of it, but it's still on the periphery of her mind. She doesn't look up to answer.]

Did you look in mine?

[bravejemma]

That's definitely the word for it.

[They'd both called that planet Hell, and he'd known if before she had.

Still, she knows she's not the only one having a horrible experience haunting her.]

All right?

[sonofab]

[Damian wasn't the one falling apart so he wasn't sure why Kent was even trying to talk. If that was talking? He hadn't been exposed to people crying for this long before or this closely. Was this the average time it took for a 10-year-old child to pull it together?]

You are strong. [He says, again the words seeming to jump out against his will and that was-- 'Something's off.' Damian side eyes the boy when he again manages to squeeze out a few words between ragged sobs.] I know you do. You're fine the way you are and don’t need to hide...

[Jon was normal. Even when he was being Super he managed to know just what to say or do. Doing what was right just came naturally to him. Jon knew things like how to do laundry, sew or even how to just hug someone. Seriously this was Grayson levels of cuddly even if it was kinda damp. Jon knew how to be both civilian and hero at only 10. Something Damian couldn’t even figure out.

No, Jon didn't need to hide who he was. He even tried to take acting lessons at one point just to try and learn how to be someone else. It was hard, okay? How to separate Damian Wayne from Robin was just a code he couldn’t crack, because, in the end, they were all just Damian al Ghul.]

Tt, he’s likely enjoying the break. If he’s even noticed I’m missing yet. [Okay, that bitterness in his voice with those words were not supposed to come out, he shakes his head and tries to pull his face back.]

[naughty_nurse]

[She's not the only one desperately looking for distractions. Mikan is doing the same thing, suddenly bursting into the room, tears rolling down her face. She doesn't even seem to notice anyone else is here, frantically grabbing whatever books are closest - not even bothering to look at the titles or content.]

Uuu...

[naughty_nurse]

After learning what was happening in her room, Mikan hadn't planned on going into anyone else's. But when she's going for a good run, she hears the sounds of gunfire - coming from Nageki's room!

"Nageki!" Horrified and momentarily forgetting the event, Mikan rushes for the door, throwing it open. "Nageki, are you okay?!"

B

[naughty_nurse]

[Mikan has been horrified at the thought of anyone entering her room, especially a beloved classmate. So when she sees Ishimaru, she pales, even after he says his piece.]

Th-thank you very much, but I don't think I should move...!

Library

[naughty_nurse]

Mikan doesn't really see Taako's fort at first, but then that's not what she came here for. She came here to bring books back to her room, to distract herself from that awful day, so as she sobs frantically, she's grabbing any and every book she sees. She's not even bothering with checking the book or contents. As long as she can grab it, it's gone.

[livemoore]

Then sit outside of it but don't go in. I'll sit with you. For as long as this lasts, I'll stay with you.

[ To be sure he doesn't go in, to be sure he has someone. ]

[choosetruth]

It's in the kitchen that Georgia finds him. She wasn't looking for him, not exactly. She was looking for a snack more Coke because there is no fucking way she's dealing with this situation uncaffeinated. Too many memories she didn't want to relive. Too many uncomfortable conversations she didn't want to have.

"You're leaving."

It's not hard to figure out. He's packing up food that'll keep even if you don't have a fridge. He's clearly ready to run.

"Where the hell can you even go?"

[cloned]

[It's the sound of Clark's voice that draws him initially. That snippet of sound he hadn't expected to hear. Kal's not in Wonderland last he checked. He's not sure if he's expecting to actually find him or not, but when Kon sees Jon... well, it doesn't matter that the Clark in front of them isn't real.

He sits next to the kid and nudges him with his shoulder.]

Hey. You okay?

Fiddleford McGucket | OTA

[mcgucket]

[A] If You Can't Take The Heat... (Fiddleford's Room)

[For the love of all that is holy, do not open the door to Fiddleford's room. The only thing waiting for you is Bill Cipher, and a peek into the nightmare realm that he resides in, full of horrifying visions (some of which might be Fiddleford's other less than stellar memories...) and the sounds of screaming (possibly Fidds too somewhere in that cacophany) as Bill Cipher cackles and feeds on terror. Why the hell would you want to be in here, get out and shut the door while you still can???]

[B] ... Then Get Out Of The Kitchen, Jack! (Tea Room)

[As distressing as it may be for some to have the option of lying taken away from them, being in one of these rooms is certainly better than being in our room, that's for sure. It's fine: if we just keep quiet and not speak unless absolutely necessary if spoken to, then we won't say anything that shouldn't be getting out... right?

As such, you can find Fiddleford in the corner of one of the tea rooms here, absorbed in writing notes or something here and for all appearances doing his best to ignore everything else around him. As for what he's writing, if you happen to sneak a peek...

... A random list of girl's names? Weird.]

[krmvgivv]

[Dipper comes over and lets himself into the fort, holding a bowl filled with ice cream sprinkles. Mabel retreats into cuddly things when she's upset. He deals by focusing on taking care of her and ignoring that he feels equally crumby.]

Hey. You holding up okay?

[cloned]

[Once Kon notices what's going on in his room, it's a pretty fast decision that he better check on his friends. He doesn't put much thought into why Cissie's is the first room he goes to. He also isn't remotely surprised at what he finds when he opens the door.

He doesn't even bother saying hello. He flies over and wraps her arms around her.]

I can't believe your worst memory is my old costume. I mean, it wasn't that bad, was it? [He tries a smile. It doesn't quite work.] We're getting out of here.

[mourning_ghost]

The real Nageki is still the room. It's been a long time since he thought of this memory. No matter how he's tried to change it so far, his siblings still end up dead.

"Not really. I wish... I could see them again." Which isn't what Nageki meant to say. He had wanted to assure Mikan that he was fine. Physically, he is. He adds, "It happened a long time ago."

Nageki's younger self in the corner sobs as another of his siblings (Pyonpyon, from the previous memory Mikan saw) dies. A couple of the chicks scream in fright as the human responsible points his gun at a different bird. The voices of the police drift through the still open window, unintelligible over the sound of gunfire.

[naughty_nurse]

"Huh...?"

It dawns on Mikan what's going on - oh, no, oh no, that's Pyonpyon, isn't that Pyonpyon?! - her hands fly to her mouth, and a scream dies in her mouth. The birds... the nice birds, Nageki's friends, they were...?

"No... No! No, please..."

[determinedest]

It's not as much of a surprise to hear it when they do. They straighten, brushing crumbs of soil from the knees of their pants. The stains of grass and dirt along down the front are damp and heavy. A weed hangs limp and dangling between their fingers, a clod of earth trailing at its end.

It's okay is what they'd prefer to say. But it's not okay, and they both know it's not okay. And it doesn't strike them like a pall but it washes, a gout of hot oil pooling around their insides when they half-turn to not quite look at her. Not quite.

"I thought it might be."

[krmvgivv]

[It's probably not surprising that this is where Dipper ends up too. He's staying in the youth center with Mabel, but the library has always felt like his safe space. There are so many books here, so much knowledge, and the fact that Evelyn's mostly here doesn't hurt either. She's the coolest librarian there is.

When he runs into Evelyn, he gives her a shaky smile.]

Can I hide from my horrible traumatic memories here?

[...he winces.]

That... was not what I meant to say.

[determinedest]

"Then lock it." It's what they did, soon after they realized what it was. Not that it wasn't already public knowledge. Sans saw to that, in a way. In many ways. He made sure that everyone knew they were in trouble, that they wanted to be gone forever, that no secret could really be secret.

No secret ever is secret from him.