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Entry tags:
- !!stacy,
- !location: sensoriums,
- aftran 942/karen,
- arha masaari,
- ashley williams,
- asuka langley soryu,
- ba'al,
- ben 10,
- ben skywalker,
- billy cranston,
- chris ramirez,
- dustin silver,
- fletcher tringham,
- hikari yagami,
- jubilee,
- kang,
- katara,
- kyle katarn,
- lash,
- loren,
- miku hinasaki,
- negi springfield,
- nightwing,
- nura nal-dox,
- rei vargas,
- renne,
- reyna kam,
- robin,
- rtas 'vadum,
- russel tringham,
- sam winchester,
- samus aran,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- sofia mantega,
- steve burnside,
- superman,
- tycho celchu
Tainted Memories
Sometime during the regular comings and goings aboard the meatship, an announcement rings out across all portions of the ship.
||Attention crew,|| Stacy's voice says, ||As significant interest has been shown for it, and enough time has passed since the Nightmare King incident to prevent unnecessary mental issues, the procedure to unlock the memories of the destruction of your homeworlds is now available to all crew members. If you are interested, please proceed to any empty sensorium and I will begin the process.||
A slight pause, then...
||If you have a history of mental issues, please use extra consideration when deciding on whether or not to take the procedure. That is all.||
Should anyone decide to take her up on her offer and head to the sensoriums, they'd find a clean, clinical-looking white room with a dentist-style chair (sans scary drills, of course) in the middle.
||Please, take a seat.||
[OOC:Instructions.]
||Attention crew,|| Stacy's voice says, ||As significant interest has been shown for it, and enough time has passed since the Nightmare King incident to prevent unnecessary mental issues, the procedure to unlock the memories of the destruction of your homeworlds is now available to all crew members. If you are interested, please proceed to any empty sensorium and I will begin the process.||
A slight pause, then...
||If you have a history of mental issues, please use extra consideration when deciding on whether or not to take the procedure. That is all.||
Should anyone decide to take her up on her offer and head to the sensoriums, they'd find a clean, clinical-looking white room with a dentist-style chair (sans scary drills, of course) in the middle.
||Please, take a seat.||
[OOC:Instructions.]
no subject
Dustin rushed for the Sensoriums, mind racing infinitely faster than he was running, thoughts churning between fascination and fear and blind hope. The optimistic part of him—one of the weaker personalities of his collective subconscious—obligingly took the announcement at face value, assuming that he would receive a full recollection of the invasion’s events and, at any rate, he would then be motivated to work even harder, and would be given assurance that Codi was still in stasis someplace on board. But the logical side of him knew that what remained of Stacy’s functioning circuitry was faulty at best, able to keep the crew alive and transport them to locations that she was directed to, perhaps even receive and transmit holographic messages, but otherwise there were many things that needed fixing. For all Dustin knew, this ‘memory revival’ could just be a tiny flashback, an emotion or two with no images, or the details would be so muddled that the events were rendered incomprehensible.
And the curious part of him was simply going along for the ride.
“Don’t disappoint me.”
no subject
Would you like a mild sedative, Dustin? Too bad, you're not getting a choice this time. A needle-tipped tentacle reaches out and pricks Dustin's arm, its chemicals immediately beginning to draw his emotions into the background.
Silence rules the room for several moments, and then the memories return...
The familiar interior of Codi's house comes into view. Dustin is alone with the family feline, left here to recover from that car accident. He sits on the couch, hearing nothing but the soundtrack of his own disgruntled thoughts accompanied by the musical stylings of Ghost on the piano.
Does the coming swarm like music? No, but they like destroying life. And that's exactly what they're here to do.
The first sign of trouble is the rising sound of screams from outside. From the sounds of it, there are mass murderers waiting just outside. Well---now they're coming inside.
The sound of pounding keys emerges from the piano room as Ghost leaps for cover---a futile attempt, as a large creature with too-sharp fangs and too many legs has just ripped the roof off Codi's house. Smaller creatures rush in for Dustin and Ghost.
Dustin swings the first heavy object he finds in their direction, but the carnage fades as an extremely bright light fills his vision.
Soon enough, Dustin is being held down on a metal table in a dark room. Who's holding him? He can't see, and soon all vision fades as darkness returns.
The memory ends.