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

[actualwizard]

[ It still fits him, doesn’t it?]

Well if you want to go see another Billy die just walk into my room; front row seats and everything. [ Thank you a Wonderland for that. ]

[ He’s about to agree to no questions when he pauses, there has been a question on his mind when it comes to Jason...]

Sure, but first. When I say Red Ranger what does that mean to you?

[ofletters]

"Anything strong"... [ He ducks down behind the bar and produces whiskey, which he pours for her straight. ] Rough day?

[stereotypicaljock]

[The bottom drops out of his stomach then. He does his best to stay cool, to shut down and let the accusation fly over him. He can do this. He doesn't need to lie, just find a way around confirming it. Just downplay it. The connection might not be there.]

It means everything.

[THAT IS NOT HOW DOWNPLAYING WORKS, SCOTT.

His lips press together, and when he speaks next his tone is substantially lower.]

How much do you know?

[actualwizard]

[ Well. That confirms it. ]

I don’t know. In my world Power Rangers is a tv show. I recognized your armor, then I️ recognized your name and I sorta put two and two together. You don’t look like the tv show Jason though, so somethings are definitely different.

[shorthair]

( Clementine stays quiet too since she's only half aware of what's even being talked about. She'll just pull her knees up to her chest, eating her chocolate.

Seems like a good way to handle this situation when she wouldn't want any information that's not freely given, when she hasn't lived the lives they're describing. She's lived her own, but it's so far removed, and the threats were always obvious. She's glad Sans is here too. )

[stereotypicaljock]

A -- TV show? About us. [Is this the event? Because Billy's breaking his brain a little.] But how -- nobody knows about what happened. Nobody even knows my crappy town even exists.

[actualwizard]

[ Sorry Jason. He’ll do better. ] maybe in your world.

[ He sighs and motions back towards his office, they should probably sit for this conversation. Once they do he pulls a comic out of his drawer pushing it over to Jason. Billy is very clearly staring up at him from the cover.]

As far as I can tell we all come from some sort of entertainment on different worlds. Books, comics, movies, tv shows, games. If you search everyone here in the library or just asking the closets I’m sure we all pop up in one way or another.

[stereotypicaljock]

[He'll have a seat, but it won't last long. As soon as Billy presents him with the comic, he's back on his feet, gaping.]

So Wonderland's been spying on us the whole time??

[postictal]

You never asked. You just figured you knew that’s how it was, just like you always do.

[That’s no fucking excuse. He knows that. It’s just that by the time he realized that was the conclusion Jay had drawn, it was too late to correct him. Too late to mention it without losing what little progress they made. Too late to avoid questions like this, that have Tim doing what he’s best at, and the only thing he can think of to do.]

[He bolts.]

[Don’t stop him now, because he’s tearing the door open and getting the hell out while he still can.]

[actualwizard]

Not spying. I don’t think. [ Time to voice some theories he’s only very recently figured out. ]

The multiverse is enormous, infinite. There are so many worlds out there, some similar, some completely different, but I think, somehow they all connect in small ways. In some worlds I’m real, in some worlds I’m just a comic book superhero, in some worlds I don’t exist at all. When we all got those random gifts a while back someone spoke to Tweedledee and she said Wonderland is trying to bring us all home. Bring us back. I think it travels between worlds and between time and pulls us here for a reason.

[ Sorry. Truth event babble. Are you confused yet? ]

[nascensibility]

Oh, Claire.

[Sympathy seeps into her tone when the other woman steps forward, the edges of her eyes pink and shining with the remnants of grief. Evelyn surges forward to meet her halfway, hands moving under her forearms to grasp at her elbows, cradling them carefully.

Whatever help Evelyn may or may not have required prior to Claire's arrival is deftly nudged under a rug and out of sight. She relinquishes one arm long enough to push some of Claire's hair from her face, under the impression that their similar eras will allow for certain tactile means of comfort. People from modern days are so afraid of touch.]

Don't worry about me; what's happened?

[heroica]

[ She isn't sure what's involved with a 'car' accident, but she can guess. Robyn looks briefly stricken, and then leans over to draw him into a hug, squeezing briefly. ]

I'm sorry. [ The Warden says quietly. ] And I promise that I won't tell anyone.

[normandysbest]

To what, challenge you to a fuckin' duel?

[Frank, please, some people are trying to deal with their problems the healthy way. By avoiding them forever until hell rains down. You know, like a regular person.]

Have you pissed off so many people here that you expect everyone who sees you to break your nose?

[normandysbest]

[Shepard squeezes her hand once, hopefully reassuringly, but for some reason can't press herself to tell Toriel that everything's going to be okay. She'll just have to do it. She steps away from Toriel just a bit, walking down the hall slow and measured towards Frisk.]

Hey, Frisk. What's up? C'mon, talk to me.

[She's cautious, but not overly so. She can do this. Frisk is a kid, and she's a fully trained marine.]

What're you doing with that?

[normandysbest]

"Suicide isn't an answer or a choice." Fuck, why are they starting here. Why can't she say something a little more compassionate? The fact she can't chose her words is harder than the truth right now, and doing more damage as a result. She sighs, folds her arms, tries to work her way around this.

"Look, do you wanna talk about it? Or hell, we don't have to. We can go... I dunno, watch some television. Hell, if you're looking for somewhere to hide out, I can let you in the Mako." It's something, at least. She's trying to help.

[nascensibility]

[Of course he didn't.

It was insensitive to ask, perhaps, though Evelyn would have liked to know how far they reached before they were cut down. Before that time was unceremoniously taken from them by someone he was supposed to trust. Frank looks so unbelievably uncomfortable at the thought, something rolling dark and foreign under his skin that she bridges the gap to take his hand, to still those waters.

No pity there, but determination. No sympathies, but understanding. It is difficult to communicate what the loss of a child is like to those with no experience in it. Mute recognition feels like a thousand words, anyway.]

[stereotypicaljock]

[If Billy was going for "confusion" he's certainly achieved that. Jason was lost at "multiverse." He'll try to push on though, and hope something makes sense later.]

So. It pulled us here just to send us home?

[actualwizard]

[ Sorry, he’ll break it down if he asks. ]

Well that’s what I don’t get. If tweedledee is to be believed, Wonderland wants us here. I’m not sure why it sends us home then. Unless it doesn’t mean to and some other force is at work.

[ This is getting very much off topic. ]

But, back to th point of this. That’s how I knew who you were.

[naughty_nurse]

"... I can't calm down completely." Mikan admitted - it is the truth, after all. "... But I don't think I'm as bad as I was before."

[livemoore]

And Wonderland's really great at throwing those things back in our faces. As if we don't already dwell on them.

[ At least Liv does. What if she hadn't gone to the boat party? It wasn't a mistake to go, but she'd made so many of them since then, and if she'd just stayed home, maybe she could have avoided it all.

Then again, as this event is proving, maybe it was inevitable anyway. She just would have been scratched or bitten some other time or place. ]

Extra cruel points for letting us change it only to...not change anything.

[ The company is definitely welcome, but likewise with Liv. Were this Peyton, she'd be curled right next to her for the comfort of body heat, but now she's curled up in the corner of her couch. ]

[naughty_nurse]

"Eek!"

Mikan is so startled she drops all the books she'd been carrying.

"I-I'm sorry!

[beatupgrass]

Exactly. [He almost sounds delighted, before he dials it back. It's bad enough to be honest in words- he doesn't want to start making it about feelings too.]

And every event exists to just drive you closer to these whackjobs you're stuck with, and you can't do anything about it.

[heroica]

[ She isn't surprised to find Hawke outside and offers him a small smile as he and Dog approach. ]

Hello, Hawke. [ Small, but... forced. Seeing the events of Highever so many times has taken its toll. She sighs, gesturing for him to sit, if he'd like. ]

Hello to you, too, Dog. [ She produces a treat and offers it to the other mabari, to Oren's apparent chagrin as he whines in her direction. ]

[postictal]

“Fuck you. The hell it isn’t.” He blanches the moment he says it, because t there’s no dismissing the wavering line of stubbornness to his mouth and the set of his shoulders. His reaction only unfurls further in a skittish burst of tensing back and stiff jaw as he reels back, snapping:

“Let the crazy freak use a giant weapon? I’d kill you, and everyone, and me. I don’t trust myself around a regular fucking gun, you lunatic.”

[livemoore]

[ Liv feels so far out of her element; she has no idea what to do. Whatever common sense she's trying to reach isn't happening, so now what? ]

When someone takes away the people you love it never feels like enough.

[ Maybe no matter what he does or how far he goes, nothing will ever feel like enough. ]