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

[kryptomight]

( since they already have spoons, then--jon just moves over to the freezer and grabs out a whole pint of chocolate ice cream, setting it down on the counter and prying off the lid. who needs bowls when they can just eat right out of the pint, right? there's no adults here to tell them how to live their lives.

he digs his spoon right into it, putting a decent-sized heap of ice cream directly into his mouth before reaching for one of the oreo cookies and shoving that past his lips, too. )

[sonofab]

[Damian didn’t really let adults tell him what to do back home either. Though he also didn't really indulge as much in sweets or junk so when Jon just stuck his spoon into the ice cream, Damian figures it all a part of the comforting experience and does the same.

His scoop is smaller though, because hey, humans get brain freezes when they eat cold stuff too fast.

This chocolate ice cream stuff is pretty good. He watches Jon stuff a cookie into his face, resembling a chipmunk trying to store food when his cheeks puff out.] Alien chipmunk. Slow down before you choke.

[Damian rolls his eyes at the sight, before plopping his next spoonful of ice cream into his hot coco, then finally sips it.]

[kryptomight]

( it is, in fact, all part of the experience. his mom does it all the time when she's having a bad day. obviously that means it's okay for them to do it, too. temperature doesn't bother jon at all though--so he chews the ice cream around the cookie, eats both at once and swallows it down after a few moments. )

Tastes better together--but I wouldn't recommend it for you. My teeth used to hurt a lot when I tried it.

[sonofab]

I'll try to refrain. [Damian says flatly, because he might not know a lot about ice cream, but he knew not to eat it fast.

He watches the ice cream melt in his mug, then looks over when Jon mentions again about his time being human. Did he...want to talk about it? The conflict in his room seemed to be centered around it. He just wasn't very good at this being a good friend thing, so it felt like he was making blind guesses here.

Still, Jon didn't seem upset anymore. That was fast... Damian felt a little jealous, but he supposed Jon's memory wasn't anywhere near as bad as his. No one's probably is.]

Hm, do you miss it? Being human I mean. I sometimes miss having powers.

[He...didn't mean to say that much...]

[kryptomight]

No. Not in the least. ( there's no disdain to his tone or anything--but. ) I like being me. I. . always felt like there was something kind of off in my family, you know? Something different. Mom would say Dad was doing something, Dad would follow it up with something entirely different, he'd disappear to go work in the barn and come back soaking wet for no reason--

I mean, I'd like it if my Dad could be around a little more, but he saves the world, so I understand. And having superpowers, being half Kryptonian. . it's great. I like being me.

( imagining what it'd be like to permanently have normal vision again, to not be able to see and hear and remember the kinds of things he does--being human doesn't sound fun at all. and was he ever truly human? sure, his superpowers hadn't developed, but. . he was still half kryptonian all along. )

You had superpowers?

[sonofab]

Tt, show off. [The dad being around more thing he got. He'd like if Father was around for at least his birthdays. He shrugs.] Saving the world is a full-time job.

[He thought Jon knew this already... but he couldn't imagine his future self sharing the info without a weird truth curse.]

Yeah. When I was resurrected.

[kryptomight]

Oh. ( he knows damian, but it's not like damian shares information freely either. but he.. died, so obviously, he had to come back from being dead. )

Did you like having them?

[sonofab]

Of course. [What a stupid question. They were superpowers, he was invulnerable, fast, and all around unbeatable. No, stop, trying this being a good friend thing.]

But they weren't me. [Because pain and suffering are what taught him to be who he is. Would he change it? In a heartbeat, but it was he was and there is no changing that.

He takes a cookie and pops it into his mouth.]

[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.

[sonofab]

[Was he trying to be patronizing? No, he couldn’t say these things unless he thought they were true. Is this really how Kent thought then? He clutches his mug a little tighter, trying to think of what to say...]

Well that was an incredibly sappy thing to say. All true of course but still.

[His intelligence did reign supreme in this duo and kept a certain balance between them. The fact that Jon's speedy brain processing might one day maybe make him even smarter than the great Superman was concerning, but even Superman couldn’t compete with Father’s brains and Damian strived to be even greater than Batman himself. If Jon was destined to be even stronger than his father, Damian would be to.

He supposed that wasn't a very friendly thing to say or think.]


You have your moments to Kent [End it ther--] and I don't think I could do this without you here as my friend. [Fuck. He didn’t mean to say all that, but the words just spring out before he could even think to stop them. He grits his teeth and snatches the cookie from Jon's hand, eating it just to make himself stop talking!]

[kryptomight]

( jon expects no less of damian. he expects damian to shine even brighter than bruce; he’s already well-practiced in being his light (that’s what robins are, right?), and he knows that damian’s surrounded by numerous individuals to support him on his path to becoming the next batman. and jon doesn’t have any doubts he will become the next one to inherit that. just like jon will, some day, become the new superman.

still, there’s a smile on his lips as damian speaks. even when damian reaches over and steals his cookie. he knows where to get another, so it’s fine if damian gets all grabby with this one. )

I wouldn’t be able to do this without you here, either. But I think you already knew that. ( because it’s damian, of course. ) You’re an amazing friend, you know? You’re strong, and reliable, and I know you’ll be there for me no matter what. That’s why I really treasure our friendship.

[sonofab]

[Of course he knew it. It was just different when people actually admitted needing him. What he didn't know was the fact that Jon thought he was actually a good friend. Yes, Jon had said similar things before, but it was usually under distress so the truth behind his words was always dubious.]

You-- [He frowns want to ask if Jon was sure about that, even after the whole nearly killing the boy when he first came here. Almost got him eaten by hounds, or planning out ways to kill him still in a possible incident he prayed would never come. He didn't know what it took to be a good friend, but he was pretty sure these weren't it. Still, Jon couldn't say these things unless he believes them to be true.]

...Sap. [He murmurs out around the cookie in his mouth. The next two cookies he picks up he pushes into Jon's stupid mouth to shut his stupid face. He just can't look at you right now. He'll just quietly sip his coco for a moment as he swallows his cookie.] I'm not a very good friend. Not sure why you still think that... but I will watch your back and continue to balance your shortcomings, so long as you'll balance mine.

[kryptomight]

( well. at least he doesn't fight damian as he shoves the cookies into his mouth, right? that'd make this whole thing a little less pleasant. he chews on them thoughtfully for a moment, mouth stuffed full of cookie until he's gotten it down enough to swallow.

damian doesn't know what it takes to be a good friend, sure. jon realizes that. damian is bossy, demanding, doesn't know when to stop, but he has been getting better, which is truly all anyone can ask for. he tries his best to be a good person, to do good things. which is all that matters.

jon wipes a hand over his mouth, smiles big for damian as he pulls out another cookie to offer it to damian. ) You've got it! I'll always watch your back, as long as you've got mine. Together, we'll be. . unstoppable!

[sonofab]

[There was something comforting in knowing he had a superpowered minion watching his back.

Trust was hard earned with Damian. He was paranoid, anxious and most of all angry, but right now he didn't feel all of that. It was strange. Sure there was always his ever-present anger boiling under the surface, but he didn't feel like hitting something right now. So that was progress.

Damian takes the offering with a small shrug and finally is able to look Jon in the eyes again.] Course we will be. Just don't go nearly dying again. I know we have 5 but...

[He says what he couldn't back in the cave when Jon was trying to make him talk about the tower. About why Damian had been avoiding him. He couldn't bring himself to say it. He didn't even know how to begin explaining it.] I don't want you to experience death... ever.

[kryptomight]

( jon always finds there’s something comforting with having damian cover him. even if damian is a bit of a brat, goes too far half the time, and gets jon into more trouble than he cares to admit--damian watches out for him. keeps him out of trouble. it’s especially appreciated here, where they don’t have their parents to back them up.

he is quick to trust others, yes--but the level of trust damian has earned isn’t something one just hands over. what damian has was earned. he looks up into his eyes, and jon smiles right back down to him, pulls out another cookie while damian eats the one he offered. )

I know. ( five resets or no, dying isn’t a pleasant experience. even without firsthand experience, he’s well aware of that. ) Everyone dies at some point, Damian. But. . I’ll try to be careful, okay? I mean--if it happened again, I’d still do the same thing I did. ( jon doesn’t regret sacrificing himself to try and save damian. not in the least. )

But we’re a team, right? And teams have to stick together and listen to each other.

[sonofab]

[Trust was still tricky for Damian. Anyone he trusted had to earn that trust. Jon remembered Damian for a longer period of time. For Damian though, he was just learning about the boy.

It was very tricky. In just the past few months it felt like a total stranger was learning things about him that only his family knew. To call Damian a private person was an understatement. He was guarded. Walled off. Everything about him was on a need to know bases but wonderland had a habit of exposing people like raw nerves.

It was forcing him to trust someone that wasn't family and he hated it. Most days he didn’t even trust his family with their fake deaths and murder attempts. Still, Jon had proven himself through everything. Damian couldn't deny the little alien hybrid had earned leaves of trust with him.]

I know we all will eventually. Even Grandfather. He keeps putting it off, but it will happen. [He snaps his teeth, taking a harsh bite out of his cookie when he thinks of his Grandfather.] But it doesn't have to happen when you're ten. [There was some bitterness in his tone, but it wasn't aimed at Jon, it was aimed at the situation.]

Tt, I know you would, but dying at 10 is really not something we should have in common. [He mutters.] Listen? Fine then next time when I saw "Don't jump into that pit of rabid dogs" you'll listen and not jump into that pit of rabid dogs. [So glad you understand Jon. Phew.]

[kryptomight]

You didn’t tell me not to jump in with the rabid invisible dogs. In fact, you were the one who got us up that high! ( it’s. said playfully, like the weight and gravity of that whole situation just doesn’t quite sit on jon’s shoulders right. he made it out alive, they’re here, so. what’s it matter? they made it. jon reaches a hand out and grabs onto another cookie, shoves it into his mouth before grabbing back onto his spoon so he can dig into the ice cream again.

it’s melting fast, and he doesn’t want to waste it. ) I had your back, just like you had mine, right? I mean. . I’ll be careful, I will. But I’m not gonna lie and say I’ll never do anything like that again. I don’t want to die, but I’m not gonna stand by and watch you get hurt, either. If I had to make a choice between seeing something awful happen to you and getting chomped on, I’d take on the invisible dogs any day.

( a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, and jon grins around it, speaks over the metal. ) ‘cause you’re my partner.