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Priority Log - Part 2

Log 06 Priority (Part II)

Still the Big Screen Car

The last two weeks have been a busy time at FONY Records! Maybe you've been working diligently on your upcoming projects — or maybe you've been fighting the sense that something is wrong. That this life, whether it's better or worse than before, is not your own.

Either way, passengers will finally receive a new objective on their phones...

> Looking back is blinding.

From here on out, characters can regain their real memories. They can do so randomly, but the most reliable way is to work with another passenger: they will know that by touching foreheads (yes, headbutting counts) for pairs, or huddling very closely for groups, they will unlock some memories for one or all of them — of course, it also allows the other person to see and feel everything play out, as though they lived it themselves.

It's memshare time!

As passengers regain their memories, their AU lives will start to fade. Production crews disappear, texts from your parents delete themselves, your favorite coffee shop is suddenly empty... Because you can't have both.

At least one character will need to reject the AU in order for everyone to progress; there is no minimum comment count. Characters may go both routes, but should ultimately prioritize one for the AC Poll.

Remembering

As characters regain the memories of their real lives, all semblance of their fake ones will rapidly disappear.

And choosing to remember comes with side effects: passengers are overtaken by a fierce chill as the source of the cold finally presents itself. The shadows in the empty buildings around them start to stretch out. These shades collect in huge swathes — and shape themselves into sharp, spindly arms and fingers. They'll grab at whoever passes, leaving them cold and constricted, making it hard to remember what's happened and trying to drag them back into the illusions of the AU. However, when these shadows have manifested, they're also vulnerable: they can be dissolved by using a strong light, like a fire, flashlight, or stage light. Even sunlight will do the trick, but physically resisting the shadows will grow more and more difficult as they sap warmth from everything they touch.

For those less physically inclined, the shades have one more weakness: real, happy memories. By focusing on something that brought them past comfort, however small, characters can drive off the shades little by little.

This force controlling the AU clearly lives in shadows. Characters can weaken it by confronting these shades, in which case they will find themselves alone with their memories and a ghostly, empty city of Danaca.

Resisting

But maybe you don't want to remember—maybe your life in Danaca is too good to give up, and you'd rather have this even if it's not real. Unfortunately, once the illusion starts to shatter, there's no stopping the cracks from spreading.

Characters that don't regain their memories through contact with other passengers (whether intentionally or unintentionally), will still find their fake identities starting to fade away, but their real identities won't be able to fill the gaps. Instead, they'll find themselves... hollow. Devoid of personality, hopes and dreams. Empty.

...And in that empty space, something else might slip in. The steady collapsing of Danaca has left plenty of strong emotions and ghosts hovering in the air, and passengers might find themselves embodying a powerful current of despair or anger. Or perhaps one of the false denizens might inhabit them (Chadsef, anyone?). Contact with another passenger might also ignite enough memory to return their personality, but it might also give them the wrong one; they might start acting like someone from their memories instead, such as a childhood friend (or enemy).

Regardless of the scenario, there is one common thread: an innate desire for contact with other passengers. Though they won't remember why, passengers will eventually be driven to reclaim their original selves through memshare with other characters. Whether they get everything back before they leave is up to you!

OOC Notes

AC Check is up! The deadline to submit AC is December 1st, 11:59 p.m. EST. Please note this is a day extended as we've pushed the log back a day, AC schedule overall will remain as normal.

Memshare: To add a little spice, memories do not need to be limited by your character's canon point. That is to say, sharing scenes from your character's future will also count as memshare.

Continuing Memloss: Characters may or may not regain all their memories prior to leaving the car, player's choice. The memshare mechanic will no longer be in effect, however players are free to naturally regain memories over time.

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A: WARNING: *MEMSHARE WILL INVOLVE MENTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE AND NEGLECT

[Squatting amidst a pool of blood and human remains, he sits and waits.

Rex's head is tilted slightly, his right palm open, covered in the singed remains of what used to be a human hand. It couldn't be said, without an intimate knowledge of who he is and what he can do, what transpired here, or why the scene around him suddenly became so damn gruesome. What used to be an alleyway between a posh yoga studio and an upscale Italian restaurant is littered with the remains of the dozen or so Danaca residents who just hours ago were waiting in line beneath the California sun for a coveted dinner reservation. He had agreed to meet that stupid gamer goob here for a something that was either a very intimate group hang or an actual date, only to get in a fight with the man at the front desk. Rex's uncouth turn of phrase and poor manners had led to loud bickering which was all well and good, and not all that uncommon an occurrence for the potty-mouthed teenager even in this universe, until he spotted the bright yellow glow emanating from both forearms.

Foolishly, the employee had grabbed Rex's arm in a frenzied panic, making the mistake of brushing the boy's fingers with a wedding ring, which had resulted in a catastrophic explosion that had ended the lives of so many in a matter of instants. Rex, whilst covered in ash and all sorts of disgusting biologically hazardous material, remains unharmed and unaffected- Physically, at least. The flames, the anguished screams of the dead and dying, and the simmering heat all felt so damn familiar he could swear this had happened before.

But then how? When, why-]

H-huh?

[He finally tilts his head upwards only to blink in horror at the sign in the middle of the cross-street, now blank, bereft of any legible lettering.]

B: TEXT: USERAME// bombaf

help

please help

can somebody dial 911?

C: WILDCARD

[Hey gang! Feel free to respond with any crumbling Danaca-related scenario of your own, as I have been shitty at tagging the logs as of note. Please note for option A, I am limiting my responses to tag-ins to up to four different characters. That being said, Rex has explosive firepowers and once he regains his memories will be very useful for fighting the shadow things.]

Edited 2021-11-28 02:04 (UTC)

_{[ give me them regaining their old memories together in whatever timeline / scenario works best for you ]}

[Rex, for better or for worse, has poor impulse control in any iteration of himself, specifically when it comes to matters of the heart. Attention means nothing when it's thrown at you from the midst of a virtual void, as it comes without the warmth between someone's palms, or in this case someone's lips. So it really should be no surprise that after ten to twenty minutes of flirtatious banter over dinner, Rex had reached over to put one hand on Mark's thigh and another on the other side of the poor boy's face, gnashing their mouths together in an aggressive liplock.

The bright-eyed, slightly younger boy should feel warm and he does, the puff of air that left his nose and mouth before the distance between them was altogether closed... It tickled.

So then why does it seem like there are cold, cold fingers, thin and too long to belong to any human, reaching up from the shadows beneath the table and curling around Rex's ankles-]

Hhh-!

[Rex breaks the kiss himself, drawing back, dwelling on a recent memory, at first letting out nothing but a barely audible gasp. Whatever it was that had its grasp on his lower half has let go.

Mark's arms were around his neck and he was in a bathtub.

They were in the room from the photograph. The towels, the sheets... They matched.]

We... Kissed.

[He had gotten all dolled up for this stupid first date, even going so far as to tie his hair in a half-up down style and throw on his favorite brown leather jacket, an item he had seen on movie stars and thus coveted since he was a little boy. Mark will have access to both recollections, that of the hotel room and another of a young, scrawny preteenaged Rex, peering through a shop window in Chicago at a similar article of clothing in the window.

Something inside him, not the demons or anything foreign, whispers, like a jolt of electricity-

"That was real. This? Isn't."]

I kissed you.

This isn't the first time.

{ISSUE #003} WARNING: INVINCIBLE STYLE BRUTALITY (CW: GORE, VIOLENCE, BODY HORROR)

wildcard me

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Wildcard 4 memshare

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a!

Lucretia | Choose your own memory adventure i wrote too much

C - Ultra Despair Girls Spoilers (also i only have Eng ref so you get first names this once...)

Toko/Jill | OTA + Closed Memshare Prompts in comments, warnings in headers

Vidal - Danganronpa Spoilers (First Trial), death of a minor

Anakin - Ultra Despair Girls Spoilers, death of a minor

D

Dimitri, memshare impending....

Obi-Wan - memshare impending

c.

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for sylvain.