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200805 0301120113092025 ([personal profile] 0301120113092025) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife2015-05-27 03:27 pm

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: (how do I put this)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-06-30 02:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Their original speculations? What were they?" K'pandolu tilted her head, curious. That hadn't seemed quite so obvious.

No doubt whatever length of time had passed had had some effect. "Outside elements, you mean?"
bloodypast: (Travel Through Darkness)

[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-07-23 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
"It was a research project. Investigating what was suspected as a remnant of an ancient race." All that Vincent was inclined to say on the subject, though he had guessed that she was unfamiliar with some of what he explained. Some of what she was seeing.

That was alright with him.

"No. It wouldn't be until later that outside elements interfered." He had found that out much later, after 30 long years of sleep in a coffin. Interrupted only once, and then he had returned to his exile. Until Cloud and the others had awakened him once more.

There was bitterness in his voice now as he spoke, self-derision. "Certainly, you can see for yourself the complications. It's being played before us as we speak." No, he had been the complication. His feelings, his emotions. He had learned, and paid dearly for it. Until that mission, he had been a model Turk.
unyieldingspirit: (puff puff)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-07-23 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"An ancient race?" That piqued her curiosity, though as far as getting more information on that went… well. It hadn't been obvious from the memories, and asking him…

She glanced at him, one ear twitching slowly. "You cared," she said, carefully. If that was considered a 'complication', then… that surely meant the people involved hadn't wanted him to. Hadn't wanted feelings, and that seemed incredible to her. "And they… had no room for that." She tilted her head, inviting confirmation.
bloodypast: (Travel Through Darkness)

[personal profile] bloodypast 2015-07-23 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Vincent just raised an eyebrow at her. Seeking to see if she'd connect any more of the pieces. Turks weren't supposed to care. They were professionals to the utmost. And until that mission, until he'd met her, he had been a model Turk.

unyieldingspirit: (how do I put this)

[personal profile] unyieldingspirit 2015-07-23 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
She huffed at little at him, and looked away, thinking, beginning to pace. "You said- you could have stopped the experiment." …Or tried, she suspected. If Doctor Crescent had been as resistant to suggestion as he seemed… "As a bodyguard? But- it would be difficult to protect someone from themselves. If they were to have their mind entirely set upon it…"

She turned towards him, frowning. "What did they think of you?" she asked.