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memoryboxes) wrote2011-10-23 06:33 pm
memoryboxes) wrote2011-10-23 06:33 pm
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23rd Memory [Voice/Action!]
[Sayo had no idea what a mask was, or what Halloween was... or what shifts are. It'd been so long since the last one, she'd literally erased it from memory. At this point, she's barely even aware of what the Malnosso are... But this 'mask' thing, it was all over the place in the item shops. And when she went home, she found one sitting on her small coffee table. She spent a few moments looking it over, curious, flipping it in her hands... It was sort of pretty. Tempting to try on, definitely.
And when she did, it was like a light-switch in her head flicked off.]
.... Where... ?
[Who... ?]
[She wandered her house in confusion, and if she'd remembered her small childhood in Luceti it would have been familiar.
But it's not. Nothing's very familiar at all. When she finally makes her way outside into the sunlight, nothing's changed. Who am I? Where am I? What's going on? Why is it happening? These are simple thoughts as she blindly walks through town, mask clasped around her features. Be careful, passer-bys. One touch from the Shadow Mask can remove memories; the amount is uncertain—could be the memory of one person, could be your life's story, could be that thing you did yesterday.... Perhaps you'll just lose memory of what certain things are.
Heaven forbid there are more than one amnesiac person around here, right?
At least it'll go away eventually. Tomorrow? A few days, at the most, until the event's over... Though, it's not like Sayo knows it.]
[Voice]
... Where am I?
[She'll be around town. And even in the dead of the night, out in the forest. And then perhaps out in the rain tomorrow, staring at it with some sort of scared awe, from under a tree. Familiar, right?]
And when she did, it was like a light-switch in her head flicked off.]
.... Where... ?
[Who... ?]
[She wandered her house in confusion, and if she'd remembered her small childhood in Luceti it would have been familiar.
But it's not. Nothing's very familiar at all. When she finally makes her way outside into the sunlight, nothing's changed. Who am I? Where am I? What's going on? Why is it happening? These are simple thoughts as she blindly walks through town, mask clasped around her features. Be careful, passer-bys. One touch from the Shadow Mask can remove memories; the amount is uncertain—could be the memory of one person, could be your life's story, could be that thing you did yesterday.... Perhaps you'll just lose memory of what certain things are.
Heaven forbid there are more than one amnesiac person around here, right?
At least it'll go away eventually. Tomorrow? A few days, at the most, until the event's over... Though, it's not like Sayo knows it.]
[Voice]
... Where am I?
[She'll be around town. And even in the dead of the night, out in the forest. And then perhaps out in the rain tomorrow, staring at it with some sort of scared awe, from under a tree. Familiar, right?]
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It sounded like people were talking on it.
[SHOULDA' CHECKED MY NAMETAG.]
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... What about you? What'll you do?
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