Memories Can't Be Identically Replayed [Open]

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

It's been a few weeks or so since Ted had pop dropped, and admittedly he was feeling a lot more better than he had woken up. Though since his encounter with that old man, something had piqued his curiosity; which was the Sensoriums. After awhile, looking around and the like, he manage to learn that the special thing about this room was to create a field base on the user's mind, or something like that.

Upon entering the Sensorium, he tried poking around and make a particular memory of his playing back.

Suddenly, the room's lighting turned dark as the scenery suddenly shift into an empty alleyway, judging by the buildings, it was something akin to old, rundown alleys from the murkier areas of a town. On the end of the alleyway, there lies another kid, probably no older than the blond, however the child appearance seemed off. The manic look, the cackling and, of course, the glow on the child's hand. Next to the manic-looking child was an adult roughly around his mid-twenties, he looked like the average white-collared business man. In his hands were however a strange, copper-colored book, shining brightly on it's own. Unlike his partner, the man seems mildly uninterested on the scene that's soon to unfold.

"Perfect," the blond muttered, the memory was almost exactly recreated, sans particular details.

Without any hesitation, Ted charge forward and threw the first punch at the strange child. By the impact, the child was sent flying a few feat away. The other quickly got back to their feat, albeit a slightly battered despite being only attacked once. Angrily, they commanded their partner to fire a spell, they held out their hand, ready to fire the spell at Ted. Too easy, he made a swift turn and ran forward again, this time landing a heavy hit on his opponent's stomach. The child was soon on their knees, clutching to their stomach and muttering at disbelieve how someone 'without a bookkeeper' had mobilize them so quickly within two attacks.

Ted sighed, "way too easy," the room then turned back to it's original state. He was positive that his opponent would be strong as he imagined they would, or perhaps it was because he had the Sensoriums to be almost exact as his memories. The blond put a hand on his chin and thought to himself, if the case was the latter, then perhaps he really wasn't weak despite not having Jeed around to recite his spells.

Whatever the case was, during the whole ordeal, he left the door opened and the demon child was in deep thought to notice anyone should someone came in this time around.

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[iceiceprincess]

The experience at the amusement park...planet... place wasn't as great as she thought. If only, it left her with frustration that she couldn't take out unless she secluded herself. She was about to enter an open Sensorium when she noticed someone was in one already. Curious, she decided to butt into whoever was in the room. She floated right in, looking curiously at her surroundings.

"Huh. Such a dirty place." She commented the obvious as she floated up to where ted was, finally realizing whose memory it was. "Oh."

It's you.

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

His thoughts soon came to a halt once his ears picked up a familiar voice. The sudden intrusion had threw him off guard and he quickly turned up to the source of the voice. Oh, it was that girl he met at that fun-park thing.

He blinked, didn't he close the door or something?

[iceiceprincess]

"Before you ask, no, you didn't close the door." Pram said, gesturing towards the door. "If you don't want people come waltzing into your memories, please do a better job."

She took another good look around her surroundings and looked over at the opponent the other was fighting just before she intruded. Books?

"Some weird fight you've got going on here."

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

Another blink, wait how did she...? He shook his head, it doesn't really matter anyways.

"It's only the first, later ones aren't so different," he explained.

[iceiceprincess]

The question was pasted on your face; she didn't have to be a real oracle to read that.

"Trying to beat up people in your enemies?" That's what she was going to do if she hadn't gotten distracted...

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

A pause, "Somethin' like that."

It wasn't like he didn't want to admit that he was just poking around, but it just sound really stupid.

Wow. I was supposed to put "memories" not "enemies" fff...

[iceiceprincess]

"Is it for training purposes, or just wanted to beat someone up?" She asked, a small smile forming on her face. Maybe she could get some of this stupid training business started if she could get this boy to cooperate...

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Okay who was this kid and why was that salaryman holding a magical book Zouichi hadn't really seen Ted around before, so he was probably a fairly recent arrival.

"Is there a reason you're punching out small children in the Sensoriums?"

Because uh.

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

Ted blinked and was brought back to reality.

He turned to face Zouichi and explained, "he attacked me first."

Yeah.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

Oh, well that made perfect sense. Obviously if someone hit you first you should deck him. No, really.

"Your own memories attacked you? Or is this some kind of training simulation?"

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

"More like testin' how this works, but the second one kinda applies I guess," the demon shrugged.

Hey, if he could test how this things works and train himself, then why not.

[zouichi.livejournal.com]

"I see... a lot of people here do make use of it for that purpose. It helps that they can't be injured unless the safety protocols are disabled." Not that it really mattered, in Zouichi's case.

"Are you a new crew member?"

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

There was a quick pause, well, not like he could just sit still and go to school or something like that.

"Yeah, just pop-dropped some time ago."

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

Oh. Crazed-looking kids beating each other up. Maybe there isn't 'no place like home'.

"Are you playing Pokemon with books? Because that's what it looks like you're doing."

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

Ted frowned, it wasn't anything like playing around, he really was fighting for his life when this happened.

"It's not playin'."

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"Okay, battling Pokemon. Whatever." It's not as if Howard doesn't know how quickly a skirmish between kids can turn deadly, but using books to cast spells? Is this something out of The Pagemaster?

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

Wait what. He turned to face Howard and raised a brow, "it's a tournament to decide the demon kid."

"Or... was anyways," he added, with a hint of worry in his voice.

[iselldrugstothecommunity]

"Right. The demon kid. Sounds like a title people would love to battle for." He folds his arms and looks around. "Memory?"

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

"Demon king," he corrected. A beat, "not like you sound like you believe there was a world with demons."

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[appletastic]

That strange boy had been on Applejack's thoughts for the first few days since the new arrivals. Where was he, how was he doing? Better, she hoped. If you just looked around, you'd usually find a reason to keep going.

The little orange pony had wandered into a sensorium before she was even sure of where she was going, her thoughts lost somewhere in the apple trees. She still had a tree back in Hydroponics to name! But those thoughts cleared out of the way when she spotted the boy in this dark place. He was up to...something, and she'd find out what.

"What the hay? What's goin' on, sugar?"

Nah, it's perfectly fine!

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

By the time Applejack came into the Sensoriums, Ted had already beaten the opponent without much effort. It wasn't very much the same anyways, his opponent seemed to be less powerful than he remembered them to be. From the looks of the scene, it almost seemed like everything, except for Ted himself, froze. The other child was clutching their stomach, while the business man standing there with no empathy whatsoever.

The demon child in question turned to see Applejack, "yeah?"

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[appletastic]

"Looks like you were fightin' here. Was something bothering you?"

The scene's...dark. Frightening, almost. It worries her.

Now I'm sorry, since I was kinda on hiatus for the last few days. ff

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

He shrugged, "nah, nothing like that."

Re: Now I'm sorry, since I was kinda on hiatus for the last few days. ff

[appletastic]

"Then you were just...playing? Being you?"

Pardon her questions, but she found this a little difficult to believe. Something in the air felt wrong.

[cooldemonkid.livejournal.com]

"Just testing the Sensoriums, that's all," Ted explained as he raised a brow on Applejack's question.

Sure, it was a bad pick to test on, but it was better than most of his experience anyhow.