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

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!

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[The knife in Lup's hand clatters to the ground, both of her hands flying upwards to cover her mouth. A pointless effort to try and keep herself from talking. Because this is private and painful and Lup doesn't want to put this sensitive information into just anyone's hands, especially someone who isn't at all shy in saying they dislike her.

But there's just no hiding from the truth today. The elf's hands rip away from her mouth while she stomps at the floor in retaliation, but the words are already pouring out of her.]

I...can't. I can't. He doesn't know who I am! My own twin doesn't recognize me. He had his fucking memory of me erased since I first got here and anything I've said to him since about us just comes out as static. [As if reliving the memory was bad enough, having to talk about it just wrenches at her heart. She hates every single bit of this. The tears in Lup's eyes don't even register beneath the painful ache in her chest.]

We have the same stupid face and he can't even connect we're related. There's just nothing there. He thinks I'm some fucking Wonderland monster sent to hurt him, b-but I'd never...

[Get out while you can, Toriel, before this elf cries all over you.]

[...That. Was about the last thing Toriel expected from this conversation.

It's easy sometimes, to just write people off. To see someone being an asshole, and to decide that must be all there is to them. Toriel's more guilty of it than she'd like to admit. Obviously, since that's exactly what she'd done with Lup.

So this outpouring of emotion, this extremely tragic event, is completely at odds with the image of Lup that Toriel had constructed in her mind after just one unpleasant conversation. It clearly takes her off guard, and she's now paying attention to Lup instead of trying to ignore her. When she speaks now, the harshness is gone from her voice.]

I am... sorry to hear that. That must be horrible.

[The elf backs up to the counter, so she can reach behind and brace herself against it, but there is a touch of lightness there along the tension of her shoulders. After keeping something so tightly wound inside of her for so long, there's no denying it had to bring some relief to let it out, no matter how painful the words are. Now they are at least outside of her, instead of eating her alive.]

Yeah well, it sucks. Just like this whole truthiness schtick does too, right? [She's still a little teary-eyed, but the woman quirks a small smile towards Toriel. If nothing else, they can bond over hating that.]

Just been stupid lonely without him. We haven't been apart in over two hundred years. Guess I just suck at functioning without him. [If her interactions in Wonderland are any indication, then yes. Definitely] I was a total bitch to you. To a lot of people that day. I was just angry. So, sorry.

[Apologizing isn't part of the Taaco Twin brand, but the sentiment is honest, so it flows out, no matter how inelegant it may be.]

It is very unpleasant. I would not normally have been so needlessly harsh earlier if it were not for that, so. My apologies.

I understand. It was a very stressful situation to find yourself in, and... well, if you are saying that now and apologizing, then I suppose I may have been quick to judge. It is not like it was even as bad as my arrival. When I first arrived here, I tried to set a child on fire at their own birthday party.

[The last part of that is kind of muffled, but still very clearly understandable as Toriel tries to just, cover her head with her arms like some desperate attempt to just hide and disappear, because she realizes what's about to come out of her mouth and how badly she doesn't want to be saying it.]

No biggie, sis. [And it isn't. For a woman who could hold a grudge for decades, it doesn't take too much to earn her forgiveness. Besides, she'd been awful first. Lup will take the blame for their unfortunate first interaction. This one is on her.] It's behind us now.

[Of course, nothing quite prepares Lup from what falls from Toriel's mouth next.]

Holy shit! [And poor Toriel may look truly mortified by her admission, but Lup finally grins, beaming brightly across the small distance between them at the other woman.] You roasted my ass, but you're just as big a pyro as me. Admit it! I shoulda guessed there was a little projection going on.

[Well. Lup may actually be much more reasonable than she thought! So... that's kind of a good thing about this event, then. So that's nice.

The rest isn't, though, because Toriel immediately feels an urge to try to defend herself, and she really wishes she didn't because that means now she has to talk about it. She wants to just nod and accept she made a mistake and not try to clarify, but she can't, and she just looks so annoyed, glaring at one of the walls as her mouth just spills that whole train of thought right out.]

Look- it just, it was not quite so simple as that description made it seem. I had died, right before being brought here, and the birthday party was for the child that killed me. I literally thought that I had arrived in Hell, and all these monsters trying to protect them, the way which I had mistakenly tried to do before they murdered me was some kind of ironic punishment or something. It was just. It was not a good time or place for me to arrive.

[Lup's shifting forward, to stoop and pick up her dropped knife from the floor, rising swiftly to set it aside on the counter when Toriel speaks. The curling grin on the elf's face drops off at the mention of Toriel's awful entrance into Wonderland.

Well, the other certainly hadn't been kidding. That really was a way worse entrance than Lup had made.]

My bad, I was just joshin' ya. [Lup's prone to going for the joke more often than not, but if she'd known all of that...] That fucking sucks though. What a trip.

Yes. It was pretty goddamn awful.

Things are better between us now, though. Not great, but... better. They are just a child, after all, and however they acted in my world, in my particular timeline... well, children do not just act that way for no reason. So, I am trying to help them when I can. Even if I will probably never be able to get over the trauma of being murdered in such a cruel, cold blooded way.

[Toriel just... sighs, long and deep, as she vents out a whole ton of shit to someone she barely knows and who she only just decided to stop hating less than a minute ago.]

I really, really wish I could just... shut up.

[Lup's first day in Wonderland doesn't feel quite as awful now. Sure, her own brother not recognizing her had sucked something awful, but at least he hadn't, like, attacked her or something. At least she didn't come into this place dead.

Well, more dead than usual.

Even not knowing Toriel very well at all, the elven woman can easily trace the line of stress across her shoulders, the annoyance there at having your secrets just pour out of your mouth to people you don't even know. They are clearly both so over this event.]

Okay, you know what. I was gonna offer to like, I dunno, bake you some cookies or something, but fuck it. How about we get our drink on? Gotta be five o'clock somewhere, am I right?

[Toriel is quiet for a few moments, with the look of a woman in deep, deep contemplation. Because she really doesn't want to think about what kind of a disaster she'd be if she was drunk in addition to being completely honest. That doesn't sound like a good combination.

...But then, maybe Lup has a point. Fuck it, right?]

Okay. Not too much, though.

[She'll just have to try not to go overboard.]

Do you have a drink recommendation? Normally, I just stick with wine.

[The way Lup sees it, they don't have much of a choice in telling the truth as it is anyway, so may as well just go get plastered enough that they don't have to remember any of the shit either of them say. That's a good bonding experience, right?

Toriel agrees and the elf shoots her a wide, beaming grin.] Oh, I can get real trashed on a good red, but if we're really looking to feel it, how do you like rum? I'm down for either. Just gimme like five mins to clean this up. [She gestures to the cutting board she'd been chopping at. Sure, Lup could just leave it out and Wonderland would probably disappear it eventually, but she's not in the habit of wasting food. Not after having it in such short supply for most of her life.]

Oh, no, I said I... but, then, I really would like to.

[She can't lie, about how very appealing slipping into a drunken haze seems right now.]

Well... alright then. In for a penny, in for a pound as they say, hm? If we are going to do this, we might as well do this.

[Ha! Finally this no lying thing pays off! If only to get Toriel totally and completely wasted with her.]

That's what I've always said! May as well do it right. [And as promised, it doesn't take Lup very long to scrape the few bits of food she'd finished chopping up into containers to slip away for later. She'd been stress cooking anyway, she can come back and finish this anytime. For now, time to get their drink on.

The kitchen's incredible supply comes through again, Lup pulling out a dark bottle of rum before she's grabbing two glasses and moving to Toriel's side. Even after the emotional explosion earlier, the elf is feeling more light than she's felt in some time. So as she passes the other woman, Toriel gets an affectionate bump of Lup's hip to hers before she's guiding her out of the kitchen.] I'm still learning the layout a little, got a specific place in mind we can drink in peace?

[...Okay, that was a... weird little hip bump? Possibly kind of flirtatious??? It's hard to tell, but she's never seen that to be a normal casual kind of thing, so Toriel should-]

I have a girlfriend.

[...find a way politely make her disinterest in that known, but instead she just kinda blurted that out weirdly. Great!

Toriel's just going to clear her throat, and just start walking and answer her question and hopefully not leave much time to address that.]

Well, my best guess would probably be one of the tea rooms? There are a great deal of them and I think they are a popular choice for those wishing for a little isolation!

[Did she.... Was that seriously just...

Oh no, Toriel. Lup doesn't exactly mean to, but after the stress of the last few weeks and everything that's been going on, the elf can't help the way she bursts out into near-hysterical giggles, laughing like it's the funniest thing she's heard in weeks.

Which, y'know, it probably is.]

Ho. Ly. Shit. I wasn't hitting on you, sis. I swear. Just having fun. I didn't-- [but she giggles again, trailing after Toriel with their drink and glasses.] Look, I promise I'm not tryin' to get in on all of this. You're cute, but def not my type.

[She's a touchy feely kind of woman with the people she likes, but Lup can curb that if Toriel's not into it. No biggie.]

Tea room sounds real choice.

[Wow, she hates this!! This isn't the worst thing that's happened to her with this event, but it's probably the most humiliating.]

Yes, okay, I understand, I thought that might have been the case, but I wanted to make it clear just in case but trying to keep my thoughts in order and not do things like that is literally impossible right now. Like how I might have liked to leave this off at 'Yes okay'!

[She just, groans, face resting in her hands, looking up just to make sure she doesn't miss a turn as she starts walking down the hall of tearooms- going a fair distance before picking one at random, and opening it up to check that it's empty.]

These drinks really cannot come fast enough.

[Sorry, Toriel, but Lup's still giggling as they walk, the elf feeling lighter than she's felt in quite some time. Nothing in Wonderland has really made her laugh like this and she appreciates the chance to, even if it's at her new friend's expense. Before laughing had always come as easily as breathing to her, but lately she's feeling severely out of practice.

There's just not too much to take joy out of in this place. So she'll take what small victories she can when they pop up.

Still, the elf waves away Toriel's explanation.] It's chill. Don't sweat it. Just drink with me and we'll forget all of this happened. And trust me, there's no way this is the most awkward shit going down in this place. This is like level three. There's gotta be at least five level tens around here somewhere.

Awkward shit is relative. Still, let us just... get this started, hm?

[She steps over to a cabinet, looking through it a bit, before pulling out a pair of teacups, setting them down across from each other at a table and sitting down.]

Not the usual choice for drinking like this, but I suppose it is to be expected when you pick a tearoom as your venue. Hopefully this will be acceptable. Alcohol is alcohol after all, no matter what you drink it out of.

[Lup joins her, immediately opening the bottle and filling both tea cups, a few giggles still slipping through when the elf is finally grabbing for her cup.]

Finally, something we agree on. [Lup says it with a wink and a grin. She's teasing, naturally.] So how long you been around here, sis?

Nearly a year and a half, now. [Toriel sighs, and takes a pretty large sip from her cup.] It is pretty easy to remember the date. It is one of my children's birthday, after all. Or at least, the date they have chosen to celebrate as their birthday anyway. They chose to celebrate it together with the child I attacked.

I helped organize their party, earlier this year, to... try and make up, for last time. I think it went alright.

Shit. [It slips out without Lup even meaning for it too, her eyes widening. It's pretty worrying that so many of the people in this place have been here for such an extended period, isn't it? How long will she be stuck here, trapped with a brother who doesn't remember her?] That's a long time, but I'm glad you managed to make amends over the whole thing.

...Though it's kinda weird to think of celebrating birthdays in this place. Time doesn't really pass, right? So you celebrate a few years in here, go back, and return to the age you were before? It's so weird.

Not really. It did not solve anything between us. Every time I look at them, I cannot help but see the person that murdered me in cold blood. I told them so, earlier this event. So I am fairly certain any relationship there has been ruined.

[Toriel just... throws back the rest of her teacup of rum, and quickly reaches over to pour herself another one.]

I would not know. I have never gone back. And even if I did, I would just be dead.

[For once, Lup manages to keep her tongue to herself, not immediately asking for more information about the incident. It's clear Toriel doesn't want to talk about it and so the least the elf could do would be to try and not force her to talk about it.

Though the other topic at hand doesn't sound any more pleasant.] Yeah, there's a lot of us dead folks around Wonderland, huh?

Yes. Like both of my children.

[Oh wow, hey, would you look at that, Toriel's cup is empty again, time to pour herself another one.]

I am beginning to think this was a terrible idea.

[Wow, is it awkward in here or is it just Lup.]

Y'know what, I'm deffo in agreement. Maybe we should just split up and come get drinks together when this shit isn't happening.

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

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