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[hot_mess_express]

Who: You
When: Day 52, morning
Where: Anywhere

[Of course there's still the flowers that, when stepped on, enhance or dull a sense, and there are still some chocolates in the lounge if you missed them or want more.

But this morning dawns with an infestation of bats.

That is, tiny tiny clockwork bats that get in your hair and coffee and make tiny tiny clockwork bat screeches.

Should you encounter a clockwork bat, and they're pretty hard to dodge, the next person you talk to will... Well, see one of your memories.

Otherwise it seems like a pretty typical morning, and the bats will be gone by afternoon.]

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[voreaciously]

[Hey so, 80H is in the lounge, wearing Jasmine casuals and her blindfold with pieces of clockwork bat laid out on the table as she continues to take it apart with some tools. The rest of the bats seem to be giving her a wide berth after seeing their compatriot this way.

There is a huge, beautiful black moth resting on her head, moving its wings idly. She doesn't appear to mind. Until--]

Darchelle, you are in my light.

[it scoots further down her head.]

Better.

((ooc: i have nsfw memories, traumatic memories, funny memories, argumentative memories and more, let me know your taste!!))

[schrodingerscockroach]

.....

Hi.

[I mean, kind of curious about bat insides.]

[voreaciously]

[You get a memory of a Great time.

It takes sometime before 80H replies. She's in the zone.]

Good day. How may I help you, Dusk-han?

[schrodingerscockroach]

[JESUS H CHRIST]

[He breathes in sharply, jerks up straight, and just]

[.....]

[Yeah, he's gonna zone out because that's what happens when memories hit him like a tonka truck and he has. To put things. Into perspective a bit.]

[voreaciously]

Dusk-han?

[she has a bad feeling]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[It's gonna take a minute.]

[Well, now he definitely gets why she's been hiding the Leo thing. It's a possibility he's not the same one? Multiverse theory and all. But even if he was, to have him forget her must hurt a lot, especially when she reacts like that to lost important people.]

[But it's certainly a strong dose of her perspective. He knew she wasn't healthy, but wow. Just. Wow.]

[And the other one, they're on the train, and some of the things they said....]

[No, he can think of the implications about THAT later. Much later. Not now.]

....memory bats.

[voreaciously]

[



Very calmly.]

What did you see.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Definitely way more than you'd have wanted me to see.

[HOW TO SUCCINCTLY EXPLAIN IT.]

You thought the Licorice with the mushrooms was an imposter.

[voreaciously]

[FUCKING FUCK OF ALL THE GODDAMNED SHITTY MEMORIES TO SEE.



but she's still very calm, Extremely Polite, even as it gets colder for a moooment. might be hard to pick up.]

I see. Thank you.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Please, he is the king of noface coldness.]

Yeah.

...you know, I was just gonna see how much you still bought your mother's bullshit...

[voreaciously]

...I beg your pardon, sir?

[wow ok no it does get colder for sure]

[schrodingerscockroach]

And that'd be a yes.

I'd like to say that's a surprise, but it's really not.

[voreaciously]

[there's so much to unpack here but let's just toss away the whole suitcase]

I am quite certain I do not know what you are talking about.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Considering I just took a dive into your memory, I'm willing to let it go.

For now.

But I'll sugar coat the truth for a kid. I'm not gonna do it for you. You're smart enough to know exactly what I think of your mother and not a bit of it is positive.

So it's up to you if you want to engage with that right now.

[voreaciously]

[that "for now" irks her terribly and her eye twitches, though it is hidden by her blindfold]

None of it concerns you.

[he has memories and secrets on her now, what she wouldn't do to erase them from him]

[schrodingerscockroach]

I'm a nosy friend.

[Not a road to go down, 80H, his head is already a mess.]

[voreaciously]

[then don't go down this road]

I have no friends.

[schrodingerscockroach]

You admitted it, and I told you I wasn't gonna let it go.

[voreaciously]

I did no such thing.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[And doing a decent impression of her voice.]

'I have thought long and hard about it and I have decided we should be friends, after all.'

And, 'If you believe it is a trick, then it is a trick.'

And I told you I didn't believe it was a trick.

[voreaciously]

[WHY ARE YOU STILL ON ABOUT THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

Well, you are rather foolish.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[HE HAS A LONG MEMORY.]

Never claimed otherwise.

So nosy friend.

[voreaciously]

[so does she she just ALWAYS HOPES HE'LL FORGET]

We are not friends. I am claiming it now.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[HE CAN'T WITHOUT MAGICAL SOUL DESTROYING BULLSHIT, IT'S A PROBLEM.]

Nah.

[dragonheartedgirl]

[ She was just going to be passing through, however--she first mistakens 'Darchelle' to be a reference to herself since no one else is around. closer inspection, of course reveals... the strange moth that's apparently following her instructions. ]

Is that your pet?

[ she's referring to the moth that this girl has apparently addressed by name ]

[ ooc: I'm good with whatever memory floats your boat! ]