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

27th.

[deadhero]

...Who's there?

[ the sun's down and 'william pratt' (aka buffy summers in spike's body) pauses on one of the village paths. is someone...skulking about? amazing how he can hear them. smell them, too. were senses always this well honed and he just can't remember...? ]

27th.

[crisisrain]

[Crap, he got caught. If this wasn't a whole ninja attempt he would do the sneaking around like normal, that always worked out much better. He quickly runs to the side of a building and tries to hide.]

[deadhero]

I can hear you...

[ she (he?) announces to the shadows. and takes another step, holding up a thick tome of poetry as if it could be a weapon. just in case. ]

[crisisrain]

No you can't, yer just imagining things! ... Believe it!

[Yes... totally the best strategy here.]

[deadhero]

[ a few more steps. she's surprising herself with how stealthy she is, really.

she gives a tentative sniff at the air...

and was troubled by how delicious this sneaker smelled. ]

Imagining voices? Not one of my four card-given directives. So I'm thinking you're not quite so unreal.

[crisisrain]

My card said I was a ninja, believe it. So that's what I'm tryin' ta do here! You know... keepin' to the shadows and all that.

[Not that he knows how ninjas are supposed to behave. He's just going from the stereotypical ones in fiction.]

[deadhero]

Some ninja. I could smell you from a mile away, I'd bet!

[crisisrain]

[He sniffs his clothing... he does stink]

It's called manly musk, believe it! That's not the point! I'm a ninja!

[deadhero]

[ she's closing in! ]

A stinky ninja...

Shouldn't that be against the ninja code?

[crisisrain]

Wait, ninjas have a code? I'm really not much good at this, believe it.

[deadhero]

...Don't they? I gotta confess, I don't know a whole lot about ninjas. Or maybe I do and I just can't remember.

[crisisrain]

Oh, hey! Does that mean ya might be a ninja yerself and ya just don't remember it? Uh... what was I supposed ta say, oh, believe it!

[deadhero]

...I'm told my hair's too bright to ever be stealthy. Not that I've seen it.