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

[failazure]

[It's okay, Asch! YOUR BEST FRIEND NOEL WILL COME SAVE YOU--- even if neither of them know one another and weren't very much friends in the first place.

Alas. Memory or no memory, Noel can't help but feel she needs to help the poor, scary guy stumbling down the road and calling for help.]

H-Hey, um! You! [Here she comes. Coming to save the day.] Is everything alright!?

[dissonates]

N-no- [He stumbles again, over something in the road - a root, a loose stone, whatever - and nearly crashes into her.] I can't see...

[failazure]

Kyah!? [It's sure to startle her, but at least now she's ready to catch him if he stumbles over again...! Could... Could she actually be able to do that? She's little, and he-- he's big!

More than that, he was--] You mean you're blind? Oh... Oh, no! That's terrible! What should we do!?

[dissonates]

[He steadies himself with a grimace, staring somewhat desperately in her direction.]

I don't know- I don't know anything, I can't remember...

[failazure]

[She has no recollection of this person of all, but what's new? Even so... Even if she doesn't know this man, Noel can't help but feel as though she needs to help.]

Don't worry, I'll help you! [Without even asking, she grabs his hand.] Just hold on-- I'll find somewhere safe to take you!

[dissonates]

[Safe, she says. How is he supposed to trust that she knows what's safe? He doesn't resist her hand, though, since it's not like he has much choice.]

Wait- wait- tell me your name, or...

[failazure]

My name? [...] My name is... it's... um. Hold on.

[With her free hand, she pulls out the now crumpled piece of paper. The name written on it is--]

... Noel Vermillion. [It's not hard to tell that she sounds down about it, however. One day, she just so happens to wake up without any memory as to who she was or what this place was! Worst of all, it was beginning to seem like they case for everyone else.

She looks at him again, not wanting to move until she hears his answer.] What's yours?

[dissonates]

I just told you, I don't remember anything! How am I supposed to know my name!?

[Why did she sound so unsure about her own name?]

[failazure]

I'm sorry! I only thought... [...that at the very least, you would know your own name!] There must be some way for you to know, shouldn't there? ... Wait!

[Brain is starting to work. Sort of. She woke up with that notecard, and then there were others with the name cards...] Do you have a piece of paper on you? Anything?

[dissonates]

[captcha is evil c'mon]