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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?
unyieldingspirit: (puff puff)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-05-31 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
She took another look, putting the names to the faces. Whatever his feelings were for the Doctor, he could keep for himself- without prompting, she wasn't particularly curious. "And- the child? Do you know?
bloodypast: (What?)

[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-05-31 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
He had his suspicions. Several of them confirmed, but it wasn't his place to share with a stranger. So Vincent kept himself quiet.
unyieldingspirit: (how do I put this)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-05-31 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
K'pandolu flicked one ear back, disappointed, but not entirely surprised, if she thought on it. She'd no relation, even distantly. "My apologies. It's none of my concern."

What was troubling her, though, was the memory. She frowned, turning around. "It's repeating, isn't it? Why?"
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-05-31 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
Unnecessary, as clearly she was concerned all the same. At least she was recognizing it, whoever she was. So, perhaps the apology was welcome after all.

"I do not know. They are both mine." Vincent replied, as if it was unclear before. Why would they be repeating? Torture perhaps, trying to break him by showing his worst memories over and over again. Perhaps there was deeper meaning, or perhaps it was simply what it was.
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-05-31 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded- that had seemed clear enough. But what was the purpose? From his thoughts, she thought he regretted it- had surely not forgotten it. She stared, eyebrows drawn, trying to make it make sense. "I doubt it's just for the sake of it," she said finally, shaking her head. "But- you've thought this over, before, surely."
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-05-31 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"...it's where it started." He sounded slightly doubtful, yet firm in that. This is where his punishment had begun. Where he'd committed his sin, and he couldn't change it.

"Why?" Why was she here, persisting in viewing something that obviously troubled her. Why did she 'care'? What was her purpose?
unyieldingspirit: (how do I put this)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-01 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"'It'?" K'pandolu raised her eyebrows, meaning to invite further clarification.

At that, she tilted her head, frowning. "Why? Well… because we're here, I suppose. There must be some meaning to it. Surely…"
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-02 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
What kind of meaning could there be for others to view his memories? His worst memories, even if others might not see it that way. Could they not feel the pain? The Guilt?

Red eyes narrowed, head tilting as he stared at her. "Why did you come here?" How had she arrived? Unanswered questions ran through Vincent's mind, almost tumbling over themselves. Not that any of it showed on his face. As stoic as ever, save for narrow red eyes demanding an answer.
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-02 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
That did seem clear enough, but she was still wondering about the experiment. Still, it didn't seem as though she'd be getting answers easily, and she focused on his question, frowning. "I don't believe I had any control over it. I've little interest in visiting the memories of people I'm not familiar with- and certainly not to make them revisit their worst memories."
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-05 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
There was a faint sigh, and Vincent turned his head down. He hadn't meant to sound accusing, even as he was suspicious. "No. You don't seem the type." Not that he had ever been the best judge of character.

Her concern and reactions though either made her a superb actress, or what she seemed to be. An unwitting guest who was troubled by the memories being played before her. "I do not have control over your being here either." One more sin, however unwitting, in her being here not of her own will.
unyieldingspirit: (how do I put this)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-09 12:41 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded, tapping her fingers against her side. "So, then, if neither of us called forth this memory… someone else must have. But to what end? And how?" She folded her arms and frowned, tail flicking. "You've thought over it often enough in the intervening years, I take it? Then it is unlikely to be some new revelation to arise from this that drives it. But then…" She shook her head, and looked to Vincent, holding a hand out. "What do you think could be the purpose for all this?"
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-11 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Vincent let her talk, absently paying attention but not really caring. It seemed she was simply talking to herself. He was used to that; many people were not content to simply let silence reign. Perhaps she could find answers talking with herself.

When she moved, holding her hand out, Vincent looked at it, then up at her with the question. She thought he might know? That was... Amusing. Stupid. Misguidedly innocent.

He simply raised an eyebrow over crimson eyes that stared at her. Midnight bangs falling over his gaze, held back by red cloth. If he had to guess, his first thought went towards torture. It wasn't as if he hadn't been tortured before, a play-thing for another's amusement. Was there another purpose to bearing his deepest regrets over and over where all and sundry could see them?
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-15 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
It was as much a gesture that she meant to include him in her musings, and she kept her hands outstretched for a few moments before it became clear that, whatever his thoughts were, he was once again not inclined to say them. She flicked her ears back for a moment and dropped her hand, turning to look at the scene once more. "Given that this is what has been chosen… perhaps I am being too kind in assuming they have something we are intended to learn from this. If that were indeed the case, then why should we be able to see each other's memories? No… there's something else to it, I wager." She began to pace, tail flicking. "So, then if not revelation… then what…?"
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-16 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
There was a rather audible snort of unamusement from him, followed by lower-laughter. A harsh sound, not born from a place of happiness, but dry and cold and self-deprecating. "I would love to know that myself."

Vincent closed his eyes and tilted his head back and up. A deep breath in and out, sighing and trying to ignore, and to blot out the sounds. The pain, still fresh and as real as when it had first been experienced.

Another deep breath, and he looked at his unwitting 'guest' once more. Watching her pace, before nodding to himself. "You are...kind to be concerned though." Gentle in the tone, offering quiet thanks with his voice as he recognized her intentions were not at all malicious.
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-18 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
K'pandolu stopped in her pacing to look at him, though her tail continued moving. "I…" She glanced away for a moment, trying to compose herself, and looked back. "I wish there was more I could do." Memories without prompting, with no apparent reason… What was the answer she was trying to find here?
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-18 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Vincent had no reply for that, listening and letting her muse as she wished. Perhaps there was no answer for her. Unwitting intruder into his past being laid open for her all to see. Maybe this was for him.

But Vincent could no more make sense of why this might be something he should relive, than why she should have to see it.

"Vincent Valentine." It was offered with no preamble, simply a statement in calm tones that sounded at home in the dark. Perhaps as a distraction from once more maddening cackled laughter from a memory's ghost that still felt all to real.
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-20 11:27 am (UTC)(link)
A good enough distraction as any, and welcome indeed. K'pandolu started, having not expected a response, and turned to face him. "K'pandolu Tohka," she said, offering him a shallow bow. "A pleasure to meet you, though I wish this meeting were under better circumstances. Perhaps we could make another try once we are quit of this place."
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-21 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Vincent just nodded in reply, dark hair moving with the gesture even though it was subtle. "You do not need to remain here." Again it was a voice that was at home in the dark, low and deep. He did not ask her to stay; he had not asked her there in the first place, and she need not keep him company.

But he would remember her, if they met outside of his memory. Hopefully she would not bring up private wounds laid so bare. Otherwise it would not be a pleasure re-meeting her for Vincent.
Edited 2015-06-21 01:45 (UTC)
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-25 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
K'pandolu shook her head in turn, frowning at the scene in front of them. "And leave you with these phantoms?" It didn't seem right. And yet- what use could she be? She was far less at ease in the dark than he, though, tail twitching in unease, and still she stayed to hold vigil until the memory began to loosen its hold on her.
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-25 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Vincent tilted his head to regard her, crimson eyes watching the way she moved, her expressions. After several moments, he gave a slow blink. "You are kind, and I am not worth it, Miss Tohka."

He seemed surprised, honestly. That a stranger, someone who was uninvolved and unaware, would bother. These were his memories, his phantoms and regrets. His punishment and sin. Kindness from another was an unusual concept to him regarding them.
unyieldingspirit: (until the end and then beyond)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-26 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
K'pnadolu turned to consider him in turn, head tilted slightly. "It's no more than I'd hope for from another," she said after a moment, and shrugged lightly. "It's within my power to give. And this- I'd simply rather not leave you alone with it." Sentimental, maybe, and it would probably have given her trouble in Ul'dah. But this wasn't Ul'dah. And whether or not there was anything else to learn, she still wondered about it.
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-26 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"It...is in the past. But it remains with me everyday." Vincent replied after a moment, still watching her as if trying to puzzle her out. Another breath, and he got to his feet and came closer. Tall, and he moved as if he was at home in the darkness. The black of his clothing hiding him, save for the red of his cloak and the glint of metal-gauntlet along his left arm that ended in wicked claws. Quiet steps, despite metal covering part of his boots as he still watched her with that crimson gaze.

Then turning, a breath in and out, and pointing to the scenes being replayed. "Dr. Lucrecia Crescent." Identifying the female, giving some context perhaps. "I had been assigned as her bodyguard."
Edited 2015-06-26 03:47 (UTC)
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-26 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
"As our important memories always are." Her point remained, though.

She watched as he moved, noting those details. Someone used to the dark, who had walked in it- But she held herself still, eyes on his, ears flicking briefly when she realised how much taller he was than she'd first thought. The gauntlet and cloak stood out, though- was that connected with these memories somehow?

She looked back at the scene, and nodded. "It seems the sort of task you'd be suited to," she said. Someone who could quietly watch another's back, not alerting any intruders to their presence until it was too late… "What kind of dangers did they anticipate?"
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[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-06-26 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Vincent was quiet, watching the scene play for a moment. Gathering his thoughts, and how he wanted to respond. "It was classified research. We were based in a small town in a mansion." Wasn't it obvious what kind of dangers that would present? "I do not know why I was assigned to guard her, only that it was my mission."

And Turks always completed a mission.

It had become passion too, with Lucrecia's smile, her warmth. He'd been hurt when she'd pulled away, after he found out she'd worked with his father. But he hadn't blamed her for his death. He didn't blame her still, even as he was sorrowful he couldn't go back and spare them this pain.

He never had fully figured out what had driven her to Hojo. What had driven her to participate, experimenting on her own child when she had seemed so warm before. As bodyguard it wasn't his place to question, but as a man... Well, the results of that conflict were currently playing out for any who watched.

"She was an assistant to the project. The other in the memories..." His expression remained stoic, but there was a gleam in crimson eyes and an undertone of pure hatred in the cool voice as he continued. "was Professor Hojo."
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[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-26 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Classified… That gave her a vague idea, but without more familiarity with the world, it would be difficult to pin down the subject more closely. She nodded. "It sounds a suitable place for such an endeavour. I suppose… that was all your superiors thought was necessary, then."

She went quiet for a moment, looking over the scene for any further details. One ear flicked back for a moment at Vincent's voice, wondering- what had sparked that? "The leader of the project, I take it."

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