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

[keephersafe]

I-I'm not.

[R is quick to protest, because he really, really has no interest in taking a bite out of this kid and if that's the impression he's giving then he should probably make some effort to rearrange his face. He takes a small step back as if to make his point and pushes his hands deep into his pockets. Despite his height and slightly disturbing appearance, he manages to look entirely awkward.

Damian might be fast, but so is he. If he lost his grip on his control and really wanted to bite him--.]

I-if I was g... going to... w-would have already.

[Not... normally what he would have chosen to say, but it forces its way out around his notable speech impediment.]

[bravejemma]

[Oh, now she sees what it's getting to.]

Well, once Hydra came out of the shadows and our numbers were so drastically reduced, it became necessary to step outside of our comfort zones.

[She grimaces, remembering how her assignment of being undercover at Hydra could have met a much worse end than it did.] I had a brief mission undercover as a lab employee at Hydra. I wouldn't say it went superbly, but did go well enough, for a time.

[moraloutrage]

[He's just as surprised as she is, by both using her first name and being called by his own. A light flush comes onto his cheeks despite his tears as he responds to her.]

I... I used your first name! I apologize if I am being improper! [He performs a hasty but formal bow, before he goes back to looking her in the eyes, smiling at her statement.]

A-also... My heart is swells with hope and joy at your resolve! You are a hard worker, so it is only natural that you will continue to improve and become even better! I am here to help you, however I can, down your winding path of self-improvement!

[actualwizard]

[ Damn truth event is right. Billy makes a mental note about what Jon says but he doesn’t ask about it. Considering his memory is also of himself dying, he knows what it’s like to relive it over and over. Damian doesn’t seem like the type to want to talk about his feelings.

Instead he focuses on ice cream. ]

Of all the flavors on their you go with vanilla? [ He moves over to the bar, pulling out some tasting spoons. ]

Jon, you want anything?

[trabryu]

[ Out of desperation, huh. ...That sure is a way to put it. To his surprise, things that she's telling him are... actually refreshing to him, in a sense. Having someone who can share a similar feeling is significant. Sure, the degree of their situation is different. In Tsumiki's case, it was completely outside her control. In his case, he probably could've controlled it, or even stopped it, if he handled the situation in a different way. But even he knows, that what matters here now isn't whose sin is bigger, nor what could've gone right back then. It all already happened in the past, and it could never be changed nor erased. That's exactly why they can't just stand still where they are. They are now here, living, and like what Ishimaru said, learning from their mistakes. They just got to make the most out of it. ] Yeah. It'll never leave. But it doesn't need to. Like you said, the moment we stopped feeling guilty, probably 's the moment we're over as a human. 's just somethin' we gotta carry on our backs till our end, y'know? [ He readjusts the items in his arms so he can balance them with one, as the free one rubs against his own nape. ] Then again, doesn't mean you gotta lay everything out in the open. 's not always a good thing to share everything. If ya don't want anyone in yer room, ya can get some key, can't ya?

[sonofab]

[Damian visibly tenses when Jon makes that slip. He knew there is a truth event going on and keeping things to yourself is near impossible, but the casual way Kent just leaves it makes him believe that Kent needed a reminder that just because Damian shared some of his pain didn't give Jon an opening to walk on him.

You give people stronger than you an inch, they tend to take a mile.] Maybe after you get yourself some common sense.

[He growls at Jon when he dares to make a comment on his manners after that. Still, Kaplan drives the subject back to ice cream and Damian jumps at the change. He moves away from Jon and over to look at the display. Huh, there were a lot more flavors of ice cream than he anticipates. He places his hands on the glass display and looks at them curiously.]

I picked it because you said it was your favorite and I wanted to see why... but what's that green one?

[ofletters]

You and the whole mansion. [ Probably. He has to assume that everyone's got memories looping in their rooms, and that it's unpleasant for them all. ]

Appreciate it. [ The not asking. ] ... It'll pass, though. Always does.

[morethan084]

Yeah.

[Especially when you repress a lot of things.]

So do you actually 'work' here or are you just playing bartender for the hell of it?

[trabryu]

"It's notー?" And yet he still manages to survive? Mondo's eyes widen in both disbelief and amazement. So he's a normal human like him? How? Even if he has friends with superpowers... you gotta hold yourself well to be able to fight alongside them.

"How did you manage?" He had to ask. All he knows about jet pack is that it allows you to blast off to the air, but that alone won't help you with combat, will it? He needs to know what this dude's secrets are to his strength.

[livemoore]

I promised you I wouldn't leave, so I'm not.

[ She's stubborn as hell and yes, she knows it. ]

So, right now, what do you want to do?

[ If it winds up that he wants to keep trying to save his family in some fruitless loop, she doesn't know what she's going to do. But she made a promise. ]

[thecourier]

[He knows, and it isn't something that needs to be said between them for him to have the truth of it. Dan chuckles softly, the sound humming through his chest, and he frees his arm from hers to wrap it around her slender shoulders instead.

There have been worse events. There is little danger in a memory that you can't change, and the courier had not stayed around to watch his for very long.]

Not gonna say a little more luck'll go amiss.

[Practically runs on it, these days.]

Y' been managin' okay wi' this? Looked in on y' t' see if y' were in there... that was a lot a' bugs.

[Understatement.]

[thecourier]

[She's sweet. Young, maybe a little naive, but sweet and there's a certain warmth in knowing that she'd make that kind of offer. Even after being here for more than two years, he still occasionally finds himself caught out by people's willingness to work together.]

Y' got spark. Some fire. [What, has she never seen a firework?] Nothin' dull about y'. Ain't a bad thing.

[naughty_nurse]

I g-guess so... It's worth trying, at least.

[kryptomight]

( yelling isn't. something that jon's particularly used to. when clark gets angry, he lowers his voice. his tone gets deeper, more serious, firmer, but never louder. he imagines it's because--well, when kryptonians get too loud, things around them have the tenancy to shatter. it's why jon, too, is always careful to keep his voice low. he's broken enough windows in his time from getting too excited, thanks.

jon meets mondo's eyes easily enough. there's no judgement in his gaze, no anger or disappointment--he just looks a little sad if anything. he wants to say something like there's no way mondo's dead, because he's here, and how can he be here if he isn't alive anymore.

but he doesn't focus on that; when he opens his mouth, he speaks in a nice, level tone. asks quietly: ) But did you mean to hurt them? Did you want to kill them?

[kryptomight]

Yeah. I don't think you need them. ( obviously. damian is strong and powerful enough regardless of whether or not he's got super strength or can fly. damian can take down superpowered beings even without having them himself, which is what makes him so special. it's one of the reasons why jon likes him so much.

there's a small grin on his lips as he speaks, picking up another cookie and waving it around a bit. ) I think you're amazing just the way you are. Heck, you could take me down in an instant if you felt like it. You don't let anyone being bigger or stronger than you get you down. Nothing stops Damian Wayne.

[noble_son]

[His palm tingles as she releases it and he subtly rubs both of them together in front of him as they move. Talking about his father... what he did, what she did... it's always been difficult. It's no less difficult now, but there's an urgency behind the words, like they're something that needs to be said.]

And where would I be, if it had? [Nathaniel wonders aloud. He has considered this many times over the years.] My father favoured my brother. I don't believe I would have ever been given the arling. [He lets out a soft, short chuckle.]

I could have spent years more in the Free Marches, wishing that I was somewhere else.

[It hadn't been terrible, but he had never really wanted to be there.]

The Wardens would never have been my first choice, but they were my choice... one that wasn't dictated by my father or my so called noble blood.

[trabryu]

Gotcha. [ He'll probably just refer to him as what he's dressed for. ] ...Well, you've got a point there. Being a superhero ain't the weirdest thing here, hiding it 'll just tire you guys out and y'don't get anythin' from it.

[ Wonderland is a melting pot of various kinds of creatures, after all. Like have you seen that talking skeleton? If that isn't weird Mondo doesn't know what is. Superheroes who look completely human won't stand out much compared to those monsters from the Underground.

Identities talk aside, though, he can't help smirking bitterly at what Damian said. 'It's our job to protect you', huh... ]

Jon actually helped me out to the safe zone. Guess he wanted to save me the shame and didn't tell you 'bout it. ...Don't get me wrong, I don't mean I'm ashamed to be saved by you guys, it's just... [ He sighs. ] Feels pathetic, y'know? Being powerless. [ Just standing there doing nothing while your friends are fighting for your safety... that's just not how he does things. ] There must be things I can do, too, and I gotta figure that shit out.

[persevere]

Kai Parker. The guy she'd practically had to beg to save her mother's life when she'd screwed up.

Damon isn't alone in his anger, at least. Her lips press together painfully as her face pinches together. He doesn't need to explain any of the beginning; she's been through all the crap where people made them see things, even if Silas is long gone. He thought he'd done it; he'd be more than angry right now if it had been real.

"Did you kill him?"

The words are tight as they force themselves out of her throat.

[kryptomight]

( he's trying to pretend he didn't just slip up, but thank you, damian. jon doesn't take offense to the next thing that comes out of his mouth--mostly because yeah, he deserved that one a little. jon doesn't move any closer even when damian goes to the ice cream--just folds his hands behind himself and leans back against the wall near the door frame. )

No, I'm okay. But thank you. ( jon can have ice cream whenever he wants--but right now probably isn't the best time to be shoveling stuff into his mouth. instead, he tilts his head back enough to press the back of it against the wall, turns eyes off to the side and.

well it looks like he's just spacing off. he's listening, though; listening for voices of his friends, of anyone who might need help, to the various overly violent noises coming from numerous rooms--but jon tries not to focus in too deeply on those, as long as it sounds like the person in it is okay. it's--rude to pry, but he also couldn't just leave someone by themselves if it sounded like they needed help. )

[persevere]

My Mom nearly shot him, if that says something. She would have if he hadn't let them get me, I think.

[But he'd let Tyler through; she'd heard it happen through the door even in her weakness.]

Go figure I was saving his ass within a week because Damon's an idiot. [Hoo boy. This truth event is a doozy.] Not that it mattered that much. He still died sooner than he should have because he hated what I am too much to let himself become one to stay with me.

[She realizes that without context, that makes almost no sense, so after a breath, she clarifies.]

He was murdered with vampire blood in his system. He picked dying over finishing his transition.

[slapfight]

Hnngh. [Her noise is one of frustrated agreement- she had thought the Dormouse or whoever selected the events from whatever place they were dragged from was just intentionally picking on her when the kindergarten got merged with that... weird dungeons nonsense. There were no actual dungeons in that event! It was stupid.]

Oh right. I remember that. It was really sad. I was so glad it wasn't happening to me. [She slaps her knee, laughing... Until reality sets in and the laughter dies instantaneously.] And now it is, apparently. Oh my stars. I don't want to be the one everyone mocks later, because I revealed all my dark, embarrassing thoughts.

[Not that she has any. She kinda wears her embarrassing habits on her sleeve.]

[naughty_nurse]

"I... I'll try something like that." Though she was still more "comfortable" camping herself in front of the door. "... And... thank you. I really mean it, thank you."

[persevere]

He was still my Dad. Besides, he's dead now.

[Because that's exactly what she wanted to pop out after all that. This truth nonsense is the worst and it's doing nothing to make anything better.]

Vampires had a history in my town. They'd come through a few times over the centuries and it never ended well. I just wished he'd believed me when I said I had it under control.

[powerofmabel]

No idea! But a strange animal is just an animal you haven't made friends with yet, so if you want that horse, befriend that horse.

[Honest Mabel is not that different from regular Mabel in some ways.]

[powerofmabel]

[GREAT IDEA. This guy gets it.] See if they have Extremely Peckish Rhinos! It's great for taking out your frustrations.