EVENT LOG - Amnesia

[lucetimods]

Who: Us!
What: We're, um. I forgot.
When: Now-ish? It ends October 1st, I'm sure of it.
Where: Well, everywhere seems nice.
Summary: Well, I woke up and I don't remember a thing. Oh, wait, this flashcard says, "Post a log".
Rating: I can't remember

Greetings, your name is LUCETI MOD. It seems you've lost your memory. Here's some facts about yourself:

1. You need to post a log about an Amnesia Event.
2. You should link to all the flash cards.
3. Remind people to tag the log like so: [canon] character name
4. Remember to tell them to have fun. Apparently that's a thing?

Hopefully this is all just temporary. Be careful who you trust out there. People may claim to know everything, but you know what they say: Trust half of what you read and none of what you hear. Good luck!

Comments

All Days

[fleurdesel]

[Waking up is painful. She's tense and sore all down her back and shoulders from...something. Exertion? It feels like the sort of soreness that comes after an extensive workout. Perhaps. Honestly she has no idea- but that coupled with a migraine she thinks might be familiar makes for an unpleasant morning. Looking around at what appears to be a sterile room with a clipboard hanging from the foot of the bed doesn't help much either.

Why is she here? Obviously she'd slept here but. Why? She rubs her wrists, frowns at the lack of a bracelet- and the odd sting of something in her arm. Taped down. She traces the line of a...IV? Why is she hooked up to a stand? Why is she in a clinic? Who is she?

Maybe that's why she's here?

She doesn't know, she doesn't remember anything and that's not right it can't be right-

Everything goes quiet and cold, she locks up entirely and spends far too long in a bloody daydream.

Which doesn't help anything on the 'stay calm and sort this shit out' front. She manages to find a card. So she knows her name. And some rudimentary facts. But nothing on why she's in a clinic and whatever the hell what she'd seen was.

She tugs the line out of her arm, pulls on her shoes, shoves the books on her nightstand into her bag and leaves. Her husband might have answers.


Find her wandering the village, now and then having small bouts of anxiety interrupted by those lovely little waking nightmares until she finds someone that seems to know her, or someone that can explain why she has a notebook full of dates, times, names, and whats she's seeing. ]

First day!

[averybadfeeling]

[As soon as he finishes visiting Loki, he quickly tracks down Adele. If this is, indeed, a village-wide effect, she will likely be affected as well.

He meets her as she is heading out of the clinic.]

"Adele? Have you noticed anything unusual this morning?"

First day!

[fleurdesel]

[She jumps a little at the name- her name apparently, and whirls to look at whoever called her. And for a moment she's horribly frightened; wide eyed and trembling because this was one of the people she'd just seen broken and bloody but he's fine and she knows him-]

I. Ah. Wh-who are you?

[averybadfeeling]

"... Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan Kenobi."

[Her too. Blast.]

[fleurdesel]

[She should know him. That name should be familiar- that face shouldn't make her quite so afraid, but after this morning? She takes a half step back, arms wrapped around herself, wings tucked in tight and shoulders hunched. Defensive and terrified.]

I...Do I know you?

[wise_maiden]

[Wandering around the village will bring many strangers passing by one another in similar situations. Raine doesn't feel satisfied with her familiarity of it, especially not having too much time to properly explore with the harsher weather, which brings her traveling most of the roads just to see where they lead.

There's nothing familiar about the woman who's just crossed her path, but something about her seems... even more lost than some of the others she'd seen. Haunted, maybe? Something just didn't seem right.]

Do you need any assistance, Miss...?

[fleurdesel]

...Barton.

[It's low and automatic and quietly afraid. Not of anyone- but rather the situation. She has wings and that seems normal, but where she is, where she might find her husband, what's happening to her- she doesn't understand. She can't remember and that's terrifying for some reason.]

I...I'm looking for my husband.

[wise_maiden]

I see...

[She pauses thoughtfully, thinking about the name for a moment, trying to see if it brings up anything. Nope, nothing familiar there. Much like everything else in this place.]

... I'm sorry. I'm afraid I don't recognize that name at all.

[fleurdesel]

It's fine. He's supposed to be looking for me as well. Eventually we have to find each other, yes?

[It's a half strangled laugh that escapes her, edged with anxiety. He would have answers she needed. All she can hope is that he remembers.]

First Day

[frost_jewel]

[Once she figured out the bare bones of what was going on - and that it wasn't affecting her directly - Mia got to the clinic as fast as she could. If the patients in there started waking up with nothing there could be trouble.

Trouble, it seems, has already escaped her room by the time Mia gets there. Empty bed, and no book and no concerning little card either.

Time to spend some time tracking her down. Adele's was one of the last rooms she checked; hopefully she can catch up with her somewhere in the village.]

[fleurdesel]

[Adele had made a note, somewhere, the day before that she was sedating herself for the evening to sleep. Signed it off all neat and official- but that still left her as a patient for the night and required her to sign out come morning. Without any memory of this the amnesiac surgeon takes a break in her wandering at the fountain, flipping through her notes and growing more and more disturbed by the moment.]

[frost_jewel]

[Of course Mia missed the note. Didn't check, is more like it; after enough odd instances of amnesia, even she is forgetting some things. She's about to give up the search and check in with the other clinic when she finally spots her intended target. By the fountain, looking troubled.

Well, it's a start. Mia heads over.]

Hello.

[fleurdesel]

[Adele's head snaps up, shoulders curling inward at the greeting. She doesn't know why she's so tense and skittish just that she...well. Is. But it's just a woman, a kind enough looking one with very blue hair.

Now that is odd.]

...hello.

28th?

[lostinmyway]

[Well, now. Here's someone who does know her, and she's getting quite concerned indeed.

Grune had been just about ready to go up and say hello when--something seemed to happen to Adele. She isn't certain what, but...it doesn't look good. Her friend looks very scared.]

...Adele?

28th!

[fleurdesel]

[Knowing what these were didn't make it any better. Knowing she had to keep calm and simply breathe through them until she is where she's supposed to be isn't easy when so many of the people she's seeing wander around press too close in inadvertently, crowd her in.]

...yes?

[It's soft, and entirely without recognition. The only way she knows this woman is from the things she sees. Someone close enough to care for- and she doesn't even know her name.]

[lostinmyway]

[She comes closer with the intent to gently set a hand on her shoulder.]

Are you all right?

[fleurdesel]

[Some part of her knows this woman enough that she doesn't skitter sideways at the touch. If anything it's an anchor. She relaxes and manages a faint nod.]

...I'm. Fine. It's...it's nothing that can't be fixed with time.

Second day...

[tailasoldastime]

Adele!

[He hurries over as soon as he sees her, immediately getting the feeling that something is troubling her. Is she affected too? Or is it everyone else?]

Do... d-do you remember... me?

Second day

[fleurdesel]

[Now that's a gruff voice. She's gathering groceries- Clint's stash in the communal kitchen seems fairly sparse. Adele turns to look in the direction she heard her name and almost drops every bag in her arms at the thing stalking toward her.]

Stay back!

Second day

[tailasoldastime]

[The unspoken answer to his question comes as a jolt, especially with her reaction. He scares her too. But even when he knows now that she doesn't remember, the immediate response still comes first.]

A... A-Adele?

Second day

[fleurdesel]

You know me?

[She takes a half step back, still locked tight and terrified. Don't take it personally Beast- everything scares her right now.]

[thenightmarebegins]

[Vincent has gone and traded his clothing for... basically the same style, but with a lovely pink color and flowery pattern on the cape. He's also going around the village, trying to make sense of the things he knows about himself as well. He still doesn't even recognize the surroundings, and he's found out by now that one of his "facts" is a lie. And he's still bothered by the things in his mind that he can't explain.]

[He's in the middle of contemplating things when he notices the woman who has an incredibly troubled expression.]

Pardon me... Is something wrong?

[fleurdesel]

[For a moment she can't quite process what she's hearing- not from anxiety or another bout of those visions but...what he's wearing.

Pink? Was that normal?

Would she know if it wasn't?

Adele shakes off the sense of unease that follows her most of the time as of late and manages to fake a smile. That was normal. She thinks. IT felt like something she would do. Nothing wrong here- oh who was she kidding? It falls and she scrubs her face with a hand.]

A little of everything is wrong.

[thenightmarebegins]

Then you're afflicted in the same manner as I am? The loss of memories...

[It's difficult to deal with, the not knowing. There are a lot of things he'd really like to have explanations for... things which he can't explain, and in some cases isn't so sure he wants to explain.]

[fleurdesel]

I...yes.

[She huddles in on her self a bit, deflating. Not remembering anything left her without a will to feign normalcy. Whatever that might have been, here.]

It seems that many of us have been thus afflicted.