Canon AU Event Log

[lucetimods]

Who: You! And you! And you! But uh, not you.
What: Event shenanigans.
When: Today until the end of the event (April 8th)
Where: Anywhere and everywhere
Summary: It's all right in here
Rating: I want to see a nice clean game. Keep your naughty stuff in the penalty box!

Same deal as always. React to the event! Do things! Have fun! Be excellent to each other.

And remember to correctly tag your characters to the post.

Comments

April 5?

[lostinmyway]

[Near House 11, you say? Why, that's just down the road from House 9, where Grune's sweet babies live. ♥

So, on her way there, she's very likely to run into one of her good friends and--my, how interesting!]

Hello, Robert! Did you get a new pet?

Sure! ;w; Never mind that this is hideously late.

[semper_cogitans]

[Of course. Robert is happy to see Grune, as he usually is - but that is a strange reaction.

... Oh, it's Grune. She probably forgot.]

Ah... no, not at all. This is Hematite, my Magnemite.

You remember Grune, right, Hematite?

Mag. [The Magnemite buzzes pleasantly at this.]

Don't worry--lateness is appreciated. x_x

[lostinmyway]

[...But she could have sworn Robert had a cat.

Oh well. She shouldn't be rude.]

It's very nice to meet you, Hematite! Hmm.... Meet you again?

... What about THIS much lateness...?

[semper_cogitans]

[At least Grune is taking things in stride.]

I think this has been... his busiest week for awhile...

... Everybody seems not to recognize him, so... there have been many times for reintroduction. You are hardly the first, Grune.

Magne-mite! [Hematite, for its part, "smiles" with its single eye and floats around Grune's shoulders in a lazy loop-de-loop.]

As Hecate says, late for a tag is six months. You're good.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune giggles and reaches out to pet him.]

He's so cute! I wonder why everyone is forgetting him.

Okay... :'D

[semper_cogitans]

[Hematite's "skin" - really a metal coating - feels smooth and faintly warm to the touch, like the back of a laptop. Not that Grune would know how a laptop feels...]

... Well, people have been forgetting quite a few things this week. Perhaps some strange Shift?

[lostinmyway]

[Not that Grune would remember how a laptop feels, anyway.

She looks up from petting him.]

Yes, lots of people are confused this week, aren't they?

[semper_cogitans]

Indeed. [Robert nods at that definitively.] It is, in fact, much like... previous Shifts where the Malnosso altered memory.

[The fact that they were usually alternate universe experiments is not lost on him.]

[lostinmyway]

Oh, do you think so?

[This isn't exactly something she keeps track of.]

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert nods at this. Having an eidetic memory can be handy sometimes.]

... There was... a similar experiment before, in which we were all under the impression that... we had been born in Luceti itself.

[That had been awkward.]

... And then another, where I was... given a very strange body. I was not human awhile, then...

In both cases, I... forgot my own life. I forgot... what had happened, and accepted what the Malnosso gave... as reality.

[lostinmyway]

[Grune is actually quiet for a little while, still petting Hematite. She remembers that first experiment. She had been very happy then. Of course, she's very happy now, but...it had been nice, being married to Dhaos like that.]

Hmm.... Maybe you're right.

[semper_cogitans]

[Very softly, then, and very uncertainly:] ... What... what if that... is this?

What if - and, and I do not want to think this, but what if - what if this is the Malnosso's experimentation, again...?

[The thought that his life, his years of study of Pokémon, everything is fake... it is terrifying.

But it is also not unprecedented.]

[lostinmyway]

Do you think it might be?

[Her voice is gentle and her gaze on him is steady--but that's because it hasn't occurred to her yet that her life with Cecil and Rosa and Kain at her home back in Baron might be equally false. It's easier to be calm when your family isn't at stake.]

[semper_cogitans]

... It... seems that way. But... [How does he explain this to Grune?]

There is so much of myself that... that seems wrong, in the journal. And yet... and yet, it... corroborates with what others think about me.

And... there are similar oddities with other people.

[lostinmyway]

Are there?

[That's her first response, but then she stops to think for a little while. Maybe this is why Fenimore was carrying around such a large gun. She seemed to think it was normal, too. It was a little strange.]

[semper_cogitans]

Yes...

Perhaps even yourself, though there is... nothing significant I can detect.

[It's all very uncomfortable, and it doesn't sit well with Robert.]

Whatever it means... I need to understand.

[lostinmyway]

[For a moment, at his unexpected words, her lips part just a little. Could something about her life be different, too? But what would it be? There's nothing she wishes hadn't happened, and so much she's so happy that did....

Well, there's no use in worrying. She's positive everything will turn out all right.]

What are you going to do?

[semper_cogitans]

[This is where he isn't sure.]

... I do not know. I suppose... look for answers.

[lostinmyway]

Can I help?

[After all, if what he says is true, some of her friends might need her to help them figure out what's really true.]

[semper_cogitans]

... [... On the one hand, it's Grune.

On the other hand, it's Grune.]

If... if you wish. But I am not certain where to start, Grune.

[lostinmyway]

Well.... Why don't you start at the beginning?

[She's not being sarcastic. She's being 100% sincere here.]

[semper_cogitans]

[Starting at the beginning would be a Herculean feat.]

... Have you... heard of a city called Cerulean...?

[This is Grune he's talking to, but... he's hoping she will at least remember something.]

[lostinmyway]

Hmm.... I wonder.

[Nope.]