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]

No one super important to me died in mine, either. ( it's said quietly, as jon shifts to set frank down outside the door, hands moving to press over frank's wounds to try and find the worst of them, feather-light. )

now that he's thinking about it again, what he saw, the memory playing in his head as if he were still there, stench of her blood in his nose, her face, the gunshots, the boy's body just a bit behind frank--he's definitely gonna cry. ) I. . I'm so sorry.

[scoutsniper]

That's good. [Weakly almost distantly for a moment, before he rallies.] Too much to hope no one died at all, huh?

]Because Jon's a kid, despite his powers, and death is a hell of a thing to have to deal with.]

Hey. It's okay. I'm good. [Because he sees the kid's face and, oh god. He can't.] I swear to god, if you start crying, I'm gonna start.

[kryptomight]

( no one really died in his memory. some bad people got beat up, but they tried to set him and his mom on fire and tried to shoot them so. really, a good beating's not that bad. jon can't be hurt by fire, but his mother sure can.

it's frank telling him he's okay, acknowledging that jon is two steps away from bursting into tears that releases the floodgates. he shifts, buries his face in against frank's arm and just starts sobbing, loud keening noises passing his mouth--but he moves his hands to put pressure on the worst of the gunshots regardless. ) It--it's not o-okay, you d-didn't--. . they--

[scoutsniper]

[Shit. Fuck. And about twenty other words an adult shouldn't say around kids. At least he's not saying them out loud.

And he's not saying them out loud because Jon's crying into his arm and hey, he tried to warn the kid and now he's crying too, arms wrapped around the kid, and crying like a goddam baby into the top of his head.

Great model of adulting right here. ]

[kryptomight]

( frank is doing his best. he's upset, hurt, and no one could fault him for crying. especially not jon, who started the crying fit himself. there isn't anything wrong with crying--his parents taught him that well, that it's okay to show emotion when someone's sad.

he's glad frank feels okay enough to cry. it's a good sign he's not--going to die out here, if he can hold onto jon like this. and jon returns the favor, wrapping an arm around him while his other hand remains pressed to a particularly large bullet hole in his stomach. he holds on despite the blood, lets his tears soak into frank's shirt along with the rest of the mess, because.

what else he going to cry onto, really. once the tears start, they don't stop. )

[scoutsniper]

[Crying sucks, and they will never speak of this moment again. ]

Don't worry about me.

[This is Frank talking because he's NOT crying, goddammit. Or he's trying to prove it to himself. ] Let's get out of here. [Slowly, painfully, but let's go. ]

[kryptomight]

( jon may speak of this moment at some point in time but it’s fine. he’s not judging frank for his tears. sometimes they happen. it’s not his fault. he nods his head all the same, shifts back a bit to use the back of his sleeve to clean off his face. )

Okay. Here, I’ll--( shift, putting his shoulder in against frank’s gut and using that to quite literally lift him off of the ground, even if it is intensely awkward because jon’s shoulders are small, thin, even if his strength is enough to pick up frank. )

[scoutsniper]

[Frank will claim plausible deniability or something.

And hell, right, this is awkward: kid half his size lifting him up, the kid's narrow shoulders digging in under his ribs. Frank tries to get his feet under him, to at least take part of his weight. ]

You shouldn't have to see this.

[kryptomight]

It's not your fault. I followed the sound of your voice.

( so he came after frank, he wanted to make sure frank was okay, he walked through those doors despite the guns sounding. and he's moving to carry frank out to some--more public area. maybe the rooftop. )

[scoutsniper]

Shit. Sorry. [Lesson: don't make so much noise, you asshole, Frank. ]

Look. I'll get better. I'll be fine.


....thanks.

[kryptomight]

Don't apologize. I was worried about you.

( people make noise when they're dying and in suffering?? gosh don't feel bad about it. )

I'll stay with you until you're better.