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

[thecourier]

Something that he always does without thinking when faced with potentially upset people is to put himself on a slightly lower level than them, in any way he might be able to. He does it now, resting his elbows against his knees rather than sitting up straight, giving her a small but warm smile.

"Yeah, I hear that. We ain't met before have we?"

He doesn't think so, but... they could have.

[quickgenius]

Jesse gives him another shy, exhausted little smile, little but genuine, and shakes her head, tucking her hair behind her ear. “No, we haven’t.” She would remember, she thinks. Although with Wonderland... who knows. Maybe she just doesn’t remember it. Sometimes she really hates this place. “I’m Jesse. Jesse Wells.”

[thecourier]

They're all feeling like that around about now. Dan's better at working through his exhaustion than some, but even he's starting to feel it prickling at the corners of his eyes.

"Dan Palmer. Good t' meet y', Jesse." He offers a hand along with that introduction, and a smile. "Ain't found no place better than the library t' fall asleep in?"

[quickgenius]

She reaches out and takes his offered hand. "Good to meet you too, Dan." She laughs, looking a little bit sheepish. "Not really. Although it wasn't exactly planned... but I've always felt comfortable around books. And lab equipment." She'd grown up around both. They were a little bit like home. "And better here than anywhere that might hold someone's personal memory."

[thecourier]

His hand is rough and calloused in places, but the handshake is warm, firm but gentle. It always interests him to hear about how other people grew up. His own life couldn't be further away from books and labs, and yet he keeps finding himself drawn to people for whom that was the norm.

"Yeah... I gotcha. Ain't sure 'bout takin' a vacant room in case the damn thing moves."

She didn't choose a bad place. Dan likes it in here, too.

"Y' been around long?"

[quickgenius]

“And in this place, it’d probably move just to spite us.” It’s what makes her wonder just how sentient Wonderland is. There has to be some degree, she thinks, or else it’s connected to whoever or whatever that’s in control in a way that’s mind boggling.

She has to think for a moment. Do the math. “I’ve been in Wonderland... over a year, I think?” She’s lost track. “Feels like more, though. I ended up leaving for a little while. Got sent back, really, because it wasn’t anything like a choice. A week here, months or more back home.” Which makes figuring out her age a bit of a pain in the ass. She might not have physically aged, but the time has still passed. She’s still experienced time passing.

"What about you?"

[thecourier]

"More 'n two." Most of the time, he doesn't think about it, but it's been a few months over two years since he first arrived here and wandered slack-jawed around the gardens for what felt like hours.

"Never been out, but I know people that have." People like Evie, though he's never been around to witness that kind of absence. "But I reckon, eventually, this place is gonna bring somethin' from home t' me instead a' the other way around."