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

[nomorules]

_{[Well, it's true that's a hairstyle only a mother could love...]}

Don't look at me like that! Your forehead's gonna get all veiny and it's crowded enough up there.

_{[He doesn't move from the workshop's door, looking obstinately like a stray dog waiting to be let in so he can immediately run over and rub his wet snout all over the couch cushions. Are you going to unlock it so he can invite himself in or what?]}

You must really believe that or you wouldn't be sayin' it after we've been truth serum'd. _{[Dot dot dot... Can you hear the but coming? But he'd sure as hell beg to differ.]} I think I'm the guy tryin'a help you even if don't see it. Tell me you ain't bothered one bit about whatever Wonderland's showin' in your room next, that'll be a neat trick.

[trabryu]

... [ Mondo can't argue with that. It's true that Jon is extremely powerful, he's seen some of his powers with his own eyes. And he knows, more than anyone else, what it's like to lose control of yourself. It's even tougher when someone else deliberately try to control you ー you can't fight it, and they're free to do whatever shit you want by using you. The thought of it alone sends chills down his spine. ] Yeah, I heard there was an event like that here in Wonderland before. [ Emotions were amplified and people were driven crazy. And there was one which apparently tampered with their memories, too. Goddammit, he hopes Jon would never have to deal with that. He sighs heavily and leans back on his seat, continuing his paintjob in silence. ] ...... [ It's after he's done painting one side of the car with red that he opens his mouth again. Or rather, the moment his mind stops focusing on a thing, the urge to talk starts and his tongue is uncontrollable. ] ...So, uh. [ Well, this might be for the best. He can't prolong this any further. ] There are things I haven't told you yet, Jon.

[trabryu]

[ Wow, this shithead's got no ears or what?! If his words aren't getting through, then his fists sure will. Without a pause, Mondo grabs the collar of the shirt. For some reason he thinks it's a good idea to ram his forehead to the other... which only results in The Pomp Attack. ]

Look, asshole. I owe you one, but that doesn't mean I gotta be tellin' you shit! Scram now before I change my mind and punch you in the fuckin' face.

[ He's gonna give him some time because he's so goddamn generous like that. ]

'm countin' till five.

[kryptomight]

I can’t think of a reason why timing would matter for marshmallows. ( still, jon pulls out a fairly large bag of mini marshmallows from the cabinet, sets them down before rummaging further back inside of it to pull out the hot cocoa packets. two of them. he goes over to the stove next, grabs onto the tea kettle off of it and brings it over to the sink to fill it with water before returning it to the stovetop, and turning on one of the burners to start heating it up. )

What’re you looking for?

[kryptomight]

( being what he is comes. . with all sorts of risks jon would have never had to deal with if he had been born fully human, without the kryptonian powers. of course, being fully human would have put him at further risk to be used against his family; a small, defenseless ten year old can only do so much against an attacker. but jon has never been weak. he’s dealt with attackers before. with people coming after his mother. and if he had to, he’d do it again. but he also does understand—why damian is cautious with him, why he insists on keeping around weapons that could hurt jon: if jon loses himself, he’s stronger, faster, smarter than a lot of the people here, even if he is still just ten years old. his brain processes data at speeds no human brain could, retains that data. he can see things others can’t, and there isn’t much that can stop him.

the seriousness behind mondo’s tone gets his attention, though. he turns away from the knife and the wood in hand, looks up to him. )

Like what?

[trabryu]

[ He takes a deep breath in attempt to stop himself from blurting it too fast. Though he can't stop his tongue, he learned that can at least brake it by doing something. It still won't stop him from saying it after, but it'll give him some time. Will it surprise Jon? It probably will. He believed Mondo to have a good heart, to be a hero, after all. Eyeing the sharp knife on Jon's hand, Mondo gestures for the boy to put it down. That'll be dangerous to hold. ] I... [ He gulps, cold sweats permeating his palms. Immediately, he puts the car and the brush aside. ] I killed people before. My classmate. ...And my brother.

[hypoxic]

Y-you'd -- me??

[ he might hyperventilate. ]

That's -- you shouldn't. You're the Black Widow.

[hypoxic]

[ He presses his lips together at that. ]

I suppose not everyone can be very close with their mums. Do you get on well with your father, at least?

[sonofab]

Well, haven't you? [Why wouldn't you want to lock away your worst memory? What the hell is wrong with people?]

Hm? I was fine. I was fully prepared after the cat gave their warning. Unlike everyone else that was caught in their P.J.s I was caught in full uniform with several explosives, tasers, and weapons.

[How dare-- Yes, Jon has told him that Mando was in the know so he assumes the man has made the connection much like Kaplan had. So you need to be informed that just because he was a human hero didn't mean Damian required saving. Okay, fine, he might not have made it as far as he did without Jon at his side but it was because of Jon's lack of preparation and skill that stopped their progress at all.]

We saved each other. [He folds his arms stubbornly.]

He tried to sacrifice himself to keep us both from being eaten then I got him to safety and monitored his recovery when we escaped. Luckily, Kryptonians heal fast.

[sonofab]

Timing matters for everything. [Damian calls from the cabinet he is rummaging in.]

Something. [He also answers unhelpfully, but at least it wasn't a lie. He finally pops back up with a bag of candy canes.] They used these once for coco. It was nice.

[Sure it was around Christmas when Alfred did it, but holidays weren't the only time one ate peppermints. Certain foods being constricted to certain days of the year was stupid anyway.]

[sonofab]

[Of course there isn't any intent to harm. Why would there be? Damian hasn't even said anything to make Jon angry. He easily ducks the blow, it wasn't as if Jon was using super speed.

His leg sweeps out to trip Jon from under him. Remember what he taught you about jumping incoming hits, Jon. He knows you like to rely on your superstrength to take all your hits, but if this was really a spar, he will be disappointed if you didn't practice your dodges as well as your hits.

He stays on the ledge though even as he moves one leg out.]

[determinedest]

Consequences.

[Backlash. Problems down the road. Different words for the same thing, they know. There isn't any hope in adjusting people like variables and hoping that will suffice. It's cruel, and it's playing god, and it's always going to go wrong.]

[Maybe they're just cruel.]

I guess. I don't know. I think I've ruined more things just by being me. It's just that I can't go back to fix it like usual.

[mucked]

So did I. [ she doesn't exactly smile at the implication. but it's not the worst thing she could be made to say. ] It helped to find a side project or three.

[moraloutrage]

[Ishimaru hears an unexpected noise and looks up to see a familiar face, with a delighted surprise.]

Ah... Regis-san! Good afternoon, and thank you for your assistance! [He's quick to stand at attention to greet him!] I feel flattered that you thought a trip like this would be my handiwork! How are you today?

[moraloutrage]

[Well, Ishimaru isn't always the most thoughtful when he scolds others.

He looks energetically as she asks about the tents.]

How splendid! Allow me to show you. I have organized the leftover supplies neatly over here! [With that, he starts to guide her towards one tree, in the shadow of which some camping supplies are neatly organized. There is indeed a spare tent there!]

[mucked]

Well enough. [ ... ] Honestly, there's not much to say about it. It's all been very -- middle of the road.

[ and she'd love to stop just there, only: ] Except for Michael. My brother. He's the one who taught me how to throw punch.

[ best friends, really. ]

[moraloutrage]

You are not the worst!! Tsumiki-kun... I cannot believe that!

All of us have something within us that can be dangerous if it goes out of human control. That is just human nature!! If the only time it comes out is when Wonderland forces it out, then that is not your fault at all! We... we are all on the same level, Tsumiki-kun!!

[mucked]

I imagine we all of us walk about in our established patterns and -- in our cases -- miss each other except when we find ourselves trying very hard to avoid what's established.

[ like knocking on a stranger's door. or being on the roof at a time she ordinarily isn't. it broadens the scope of her social circle, that's for certain. peggy's just not convinced that's a good thing. ]

[moraloutrage]

[He does not really want to talk about her, but he finds himself nodding along anyway.]

That is correct. It was during that event when various mirrors came into the mansion some months ago. She took your place, and that is when I met her!

[Tears build up in his eyes.]

I am ashamed to admit that I could not tell the difference between the two of you at first!

[moraloutrage]

[Ishimaru nods softly, content as they stroll across the grounds.]

That is correct! I have been on several educational class camping trips. So I am quite prepared for this one!

Ah... What about you, Maizono-kun? Have you ever gone out camping?

[moraloutrage]

[Grass stains, the ultimate enemy... Ishimaru will just have to find a way to defeat them!!

But he's quickly upset by Ryuji's question.]

Wh-what... what do you mean?! I thought that we were building up a bond between men! It is important to get along, Sakamoto-kun!!

[moraloutrage]

[Ishimaru is quickly thrown off by that.]

Th-that... that sounds quite troubling, Fiddleford-san! I am sorry that you have had to deal with something that sounds so unsettling!

But... You should not worry too much. You are the best person to solve this, after all!

[moraloutrage]

L-Lapis Lauzuli...?! [Ishimaru gasps as the dots connect together. Could it be?!]

That... that is the name of my friend who is a gem and texts with me every now and then! Are you saying that...?

[heroica]

Not experiencing a memory over and over, unable to change it?

[ She asks lightly, and then sighs. ]

This is... one of the more painful experiences that I've had here.

[kryptomight]

( oh.

he’s not sure what he expected, from mondo, but jon definitely wasn’t expecting that. the knife may have been dangerous in someone else’s hands, but honestly: an empty fist is just as bad, for jon. he knows from his tone that it wasn’t a lie. there were no signs of one (caught breath, heart missing a beat, the small facial twitches that some people make when they’re making stuff up) and mondo wouldn’t make up such a thing about. . this. would he?

jon does know that there are. . excruciating circumstances, sometimes. he remembers damian’s memory; his cloned brother being forced to kill him to please their mother. damian needing to fight back just as hard and still dying at his hands. mondo isn’t a bad person. jon knows that. if he was, he wouldn’t have been so understanding with jon; wouldn’t spend so much time building stuff with him in here, or listening to him. those aren’t things a bad person does.

like damian’s. . brother, maybe it was circumstantial. if mondo is looking like this just for admitting it, there’s no way he’s a bad person. he didn’t want to. he feels guilty about it. it’s not like he’s the joker. )

I’m--sorry that it happened. Why? How?