melodiesoflife | Event || In Your Worst Memory

Event || In Your Worst Memory

Characters: All Heroes of Light. Only those who signed-up can start a memory.
Where: Interdimensional Rift
When: May 27th - May 30th
Summary: The Heroes of Light relive some of their worst memories, with a twist. All characters participating in this will be physically missing from Crystallis for the duration of the event.
Warning: It depends on the memory.

Where you were or what you were doing— It does not really matter. Not any more. Everything around you freezes, nearly as if time itself stopped, as if the world was frozen in time. And before you have a chance to understand what is happening, you can hear a voice right behind you.

"Kali Shashidhwaja."

Should you turn around, you may see a child who seems to be the only one aside from you unaffected by what is happening. And as she stares right at you, it makes no doubt these strange words are aimed at you. But before you can reply to her, the world around you collapses. Reality twists and shatters... Or maybe you are the one who is collapsing and shattering away from reality as you know it. No matter what the answer is, it will only take a few seconds for you to find yourself sinking into a void, Crystallis vanishing into the distance. There is nothing but darkness as far as the eye can see.

And once again you feel different: all the powers from your Jobs are fading. Not only that, but you might find that your Crystal is gone and your clothes back to what they were before you woke up in Crystallis. It is silent, cold and before long it feels as though life itself is slipping out of you... And yet, slowly the world reforms around you. The darkness fades away and a new world appears, yet at the same time this is not a world.

This is a memory. The question is, is it yours or that of someone else?

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[Taking a cue from others, I'll be posting the memory in three separate comments containing different sections of the memory. The first will be the beginning of the battle, the second the battlefield up until Vox, and the third after the Vendeeni arrive. Feel free to respond to any/all of them!]

Part 1

"What we do here will determine victory or defeat. If we do not defend this position, they'll take the royal city in one fell swoop. We must stop them here. All units, move out!"

When the world finally reforms around them, they're at a wooden blockade. A town in shambles is at their backs, and ahead of them, a dusty plain. Soldiers move about, hurriedly preparing equipment, setting out to march, or helping at various tents. A grey haired young woman dressed in black seems to be directing them.

The Heroes will find themselves in the thick of all this. The soldiers will answer questions, though their reactions might be puzzled that they don't know what is happening. Airyglyph has mobilized it's army, and they must defend their position, buying time for the runologists, tattooed individuals in robes working on strange metal cannons, to finish the weapons that are their only chance to win this war.

Fayt and Nel know more, and if asked, will explain the situation further. They've lived it once before, after all.

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Midna had no idea where this was, and even less about what was going on. She floated through the air with ease, following soldiers and asking questions that likely didn't have a correct answer in her books, anyway. Midna grit her teeth together, tiny hands balled into fists as she leaned forward in the air. "Did you hear me? I said I want answers! Don't just walk away as though you can't hear me I know you're -- grrr..."

More and more ridiculous things were happening in Crystallis these days, but this change of scenery was the frontrunner for sure. "Hey, you! Listen!" she spied a new target.

"This is.... the warfront. Between Arias and Kirlsa?"

Fayt watches her float around as he absorbs the activity going on around him. He'd been here, once before. Though perhaps here wasn't the correct term, and as his gaze falls on the giant cannon like weapons scattered about, he knows this shouldn't be possible. This was a when, not just a here. Then again....

This wasn't the first time they'd 'gone back in time', not really. A memory, then?

Or not quite, given Midna's presence.

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Finally! Someone that would acknowledge her! Although Midna wasn't acquainted with the young man, she quickly skipped the basics in favour of information. "Don't just say it so casually! Where is Crystallis, I've never seen this place before!" The fact that he knew it, well... it was possible this was a different world entirely.

Had she been suddenly cast into another new reality all over again? "What world is this!"

Albel didn't remember how he got there. Besides the whole... strange language, magic words, world melting bit -- again. It was really starting to get uncomfortable.

Although, for discomfort, it didn't top the way Albel suddenly found himself in the Aquarian camp, listening to Clair Lasbard give her troops a motivational speech. Still a little lightheaded from the trip to this dreamworld, and the fact that this wasn't his memory, it took him a second to focus. This wasn't his memory... he'd never been here. At least... not on this side of it. As he overheard snippets of conversation from the soldiers around him, it occurred to him that he was present in this moment.

On the other side. Part of the invading army. Albel the Wicked.

He wandered through the destroyed town, past tiers of wooden blockades, staring at the scattered groups of Aquarian soldiers and runologists in their defensive positions. Why no one was reacting toward him in panic was a mystery. Maybe it was because it was only a memory, and Albel was only drifting through it. And as he approached Fayt and Nel, he wondered if they could see him, too.

They could see him, alright. Fayt is surprised to see Albel here, but perhaps he shouldn't be, considering the circumstances. Somehow, they'd all been pulled in here together, and now....

Now what? How were they going to get out of here? He'd lived this moment before.... but he couldn't say he was looking forward to the prospect of living through it again.

"Wasn't expecting to see you get dragged here, too."

At least they were aware it was him, and not... other him. Past him. This was confusing. Albel shook his head with a frown. "Neither was I -- at least, not this side of it." He glanced over his shoulder.

"Does this mean I'm still over there -- your memory of me?" he asked. Because that thought was weird as hell, two of him existing in the same instance of time.

Well... if he had to be here, at this time, at least he wasn't in the dungeon.

"I'm guessing so. I didn't even know you were in the dungeons until we spoke to the king at the peace talks, so I don't know." Was it only Fayt's perception of things, or was it an actual snapshot of the events that took place? He didn't know.

"None of us knew why you weren't on the battlefield, only that you weren't."

Part 2
After some discussion, the decision is made to push onward. Maybe they'd find answers, maybe an exit. Fayt and Nel seem tense, but they'll push forward into the brewing battlefield. The stretch of land before them is rife with battle far into the distance, with soldiers in different types of armor clashing against each other and the bodies of the fallen scattered about in growing numbers as they push forward. Some, notably the ones in stark black and steel armor, will attack the heroes. Further along the battlefield, more will appear, riding huge, airborn beasts-- dragons. Their lithe, lizard-like bodies belie great strength and their ability to breath fire over swathes of soldiers.

At the far end awaits their objective: Duke Vox, captain of the Dragon Brigade and standing commander of the Airyglyph troops.

"So, you're the ones I've been hearing about.... The ones who defeated Albel."

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Terra hadn't asked questions, she saw Fayt and Nel and chose to stick by the pair knowing them from Crystallis. This had to be another memory. It was strange. The jobs of Crystallis were gone leaving her with the magic she had been gifted with since birth. She feared losing control but she would do what she could to fight. She wanted to protect them even if she didn't know Nel well.

Her eyes glowed a little brighter compared to her time in Crystallis as if the beast inside of her was prowling close to the surface.

"Why would you cause war?"

Terra hated it. She hated fighting and war but she would still do what she could to protect. Even if that meant using magic.

Fayt's expression turns to a grimace at Terra's question. Why was a question he'd asked himself a lot, up until he'd seen more of Elicoor.

"Why? Why does anyone fight? For power, for land, for wealth. You Aquarian scum are soft. You may have some skill, but you're no match for the true power of Airyglyph!"

Vox was astride his dragon and ascending into the sky before his speech was finished.

"Leave these scum to me, men!" The time for talk was over, it seemed.

Fayt glances over at Terra, offering a quick warning before he traces a quick series of symbols onto his blade with his fingertips, ice forming over the edges in their wake. "Careful, the dragon's more dangerous than Vox."

Fighting was something that Terra could do. Her heart ache at the thought of using powers that, without the limit Crystallis had put on her, could go out of control. She had to trust herself because she wanted to protect Fayt and Nel.

She placed her palm on her chest before casting. Fire appeared in her palms before the torrent was sent towards the dragon. She wasn't going to wait for those she knows to get hurt and if she has to fight to prevent that then she will.

"I will fight you."

The dragon rises upward, the fire only singing a small portion of it's abdomen in passing, but it doesn't stay there. Instead it's diving, heading towards Terra with alarming speed for such a huge beast.

"Terra, watch out!" Fayt's rushing towards the dragon, hoping to at least knock it off course if Terra can't dodge, slashing upwards with his frost covered blade.

Terra's hand moved to the blade that she kept at her side. She couldn't avoid the dragon completely which might have been part of her plan. She brought her blade up to meet him lighting erupting down it's side as she swings her sword.

She was surprised to see Fayt there attacking the dragon. "Fayt!"

The dragon let's out a roar of rage and pain, flapping wings downward to pull itself back, it's flank bloody from the aborted dive attempt gone wrong. Fayt settles back into a ready position next to Terra, grinning a little.

"Guess you had that under control, huh?"

Terra was able to tap powers that were far stronger than anything she had in Crystallis. She couldn't control her powers completely but she was going to try her best. She didn't understand what was happening here but she considered Fayt someone she wanted to protect.

"Sort of. What's happening Fayt?"

She looked over at him not paying much attention to the conflict around them.

Oh. Him again. Well, that would be the natural progression of the event; Albel should have known. And he was still an annoying prick. At least it wasn't just Albel who remembered Vox that way.

The warrior's eyes narrowed as he saw the other man, heard that voice that grated on his very being. Vox.

"I changed my mind," he growled, glancing at Fayt. "This one's mine."

Of course Albel would change his mind now. Fayt removes the veinslay from the sheath at his back, quietly wondering how they'd both match up to the dragon brigade commander this time around.

"Go for it, but I'm helping." Though if this memory went the way Fayt remembered it, Albel probably wouldn't get a chance to finish him off....

"Hmph." Albel scoffed and smirked, drawing out his own blade. "Try to keep up."

He hefted his katana, dug in his toes, then dashed forward. "Eat this, Vox! Air Slash!" A wave of power sprang forth from his sword, arcing up toward the dragon rider.

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