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[mingle] the space (april).

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( WELCOME BACK, TRAVELERS. )

There's nothing but the clatter of train tracks, and the odd feeling of almost floating.

When you wake, it's hard to tell exactly what it is that you're missing - only that you are. There are pieces that aren't quite right, even if you're not sure where those pieces would normally be. Pieces of what, exactly....? Well, if you had to put a word to it, it would be - yourself, probably. Or did you get something back recently? In addition, characters will find that they've been allowed to bring back souvenirs from this most recent trip - trinkets, nothing violent, but items that can fit in your character's pockets, whether that be sentimental or otherwise.

The place you've found yourself in is strange, certainly. It's probably worth exploring a bit. For those who have been here a while, they might notice some expansions. Though it just as easily seems that the only form of welcome or explanation that you have, comes from nothing more than a slab of marble.

It might've changed since the last time you saw it. Today it reads:

(*´ω｀)o That wasn't so bad, was it?
Hey, you know how that old song goes?
Do you believe in magic? (☆▽☆) Do ya?

Hope you found what you were looking for!

You might have changed since the last time you saw yourself too - perhaps with a new emblem on your clothes, or a portrait on your skin. In addition to that, it seems like Home Base is on the fritz again…?

It seems that suddenly and at random, characters will be able to suddenly see visions of memories that aren't their own flash before their eyes. Pieces of your lives or where you were before this will suddenly slam into other's heads, as clearly as if they experienced the event and the feelings themselves. You might have an inkling of where your memory went and what it was - but you'll need to talk it out with that person in order to recollect it in all its strength back to yourself. Don't you want to keep those precious parts of yourself? It's best if you don't fall more to pieces while you're here. (Memories that have been lost in fragments cannot be sent to others - that's more fun for the future!)

There's no need to fret that much though. You've already gone through the ordeal once, and you might be able to see results from it. Or maybe you'll get a glimpse of where you're going next. Even so, it's best that you don't get too comfortable, because there is still the unshakeable feeling:

There's still much more ahead of you.

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[she will absolutely stick her bare foot on his leg in an effort to drag him under and mock drown him later, but for now]

Asking even though you've kidnapped him once before? It'll take more than that to change my mind about your terribly perverted ways.

[Okuni says, but she reaches over to fish Tanuki from her head and just shove him into Wei Wuxian's face, her hands are now FREE to take the sundae and spoon. Tanuki just kind of goes along with it, even if he does look a little sad that Okuni is not paying enough attention to him (the twins never do).]

Don't feed him any ice cream or he'll get too heavy to hide in my sleeves.

[also wtf give me a mem too before she tries to drag him under and mock drown him. TERRIBLE.

Anyway he's making a muffled sound that's like "HRFH" as Tanuki is SHOVED INTO HIS FACE... But he'll pull him off so he can CRADLE HIM AND FUSS AND CODDLE AND COO. It's okay Tanuki, even if the twins do not pay attention, Wei Wuxian will. He's the best! So tubby and cute!! He gets ALL THE PATS and all the pets.]

Hm, hm... I'll consider it! Don't you think he deserves to eat as much of whatever snack he wants? [Yes he DOES!!] Besides, I don't know if I want to listen to the demands of someone who'd slander my reputation like that.

[HAHA...

Funny thing, speaking of slandering reputations! Without warning, a memory slams into Okuni. The open mouth of a ruined cave is at her back, along with Lan Wangji. It reeks of blood and decay. Before her - a mob of hundreds, their hatred and scorn and disgust pinned directly on her. Still, she feels no surprise. There isn't any fear or even worry. There's wry amusement and a thread of irritation, but it isn't until the accusations are heaped on, one after another, some ringing true and some entirely false, that she feels something else. It's nostalgic. Almost an exact repeat of the past.

She laughs - she can't help it. It's not quite a laugh of despair, or of mania, or of relief, or of agitation, caught somewhere instead in the fine shadows between them. She laughs because in that moment, she understands that no matter what she does, no matter how many times she dies, how much self-flagellation and penance she goes through, she could never possibly do enough to repent in the eyes of the people. She will never be absolved of her past. She will always be the Yiling Patriarch, and people will always find reason to condemn her.]

[Tanuki kind of likes Wei Wuxian, wow... he's not so bad? He could really learn to love him once he becomes a Kumou Triplet, but for now he'll just float and bask in Wei Wuxian's loving hands... Is LWJ the type to get jealous of a raccoon?

Okuni takes maybe half of a bite of this Cornetto sundae before she's plunged into this memory -- the situation so different and new and strange and yet not at all jarring to the person in this memory -- the person whose eyes she's looking out from behind, whose emotions are coiling in her as she gazes out into a sea full of faces twisted with hatred.

so familiar and yet not. Okuni surfaces from that particular memory with a great gasp for air, as if she really had been drowning. it felt like drowning. open censure and hatred are things Okuni knows and understands, but that laugh -- the realization that all of it is both warranted and not, the moment when you finally realize what your efforts are worth -- shakes her. It's not the same, because Okuni's accepted that hatred -- but then again, seeing it laid out for her like that makes her think...

Aren't they the same? Could Okuni confidently say that she's never felt like this? Her shoulders sink in the water, but she has enough presence of mind to place the bowl on the ledge.

Their shouts are still ringing in her ears -- their accusations, their disgust. How could so many people hold so much hatred against him? (She knows how, but it's hard to place Wei Wuxian as their target while he's holding onto Tanuki with such care). Wei Wuxian? This infinitely sad, infinitely reliable, infinitely foolish...]

...No. You're not a pervert. [a sucker for pain? misery?] I only wanted to tease you a little.

[she says in a very subdued sort of way, maybe to differentiate herself from slandering after all!!! she's rattled, that memory knocked her helter-skelter, and now she can't even find joy in dessert. her gaze is averted like she knows she's done something wrong....]

...People never seem to listen whenever they get into big groups like that.

[Lan Wangji might just be the type to get jealous of a raccoon honestly BUT IT'S FINE. He's busy spoiling Tanuki, he's not worrying about his future husband's vinegar jug tendencies!!

That is, until there's the distinct sensation of something leaving him - and he's already been through this song and dance more than once, so he knows exactly what it means. He blinks away his brief disorientation, turning his attention to Okuni at about the same time that she gasps out of the memory she was given.

The first thing she says is certainly unexpected, and he can't help but laugh - light and buoyant with surprise, nothing like the one she had just experienced for herself.]

What a rare moment! I'll have to keep this close to my heart since I doubt I'll hear anything like it from you again.

[NOW WHO'S TEASING. ...He doesn't recall the missing piece that he knows she's seen, but HM. He can at least take a crack at what it might relate to. That moment had been just one in a long, long line of Wei Wuxian standing on the wrong side of a mob, after all. His smile softens and he leans back against the wall of the spring, glancing away from Okuni and up toward the ceiling above.]

—They do tend to get a little worked up, hm? [An understatement of wild proportions... Then, looking back:] Sounds like you know about it. I hope whatever I added to it didn't remind you of too many unpleasant things.

[Hm, the fact that it's Wei Wuxian's memory they're discussing and he's asking her if she's alright in its aftermath... Her nonexistent gremlin heart hurts. Which she has to hide by turning away, huffing.]

It only riled me up a little! It's frustrating when you see faces so stuck-up and stubborn. Especially when you can't even hit them at least once.

[why aren't these memories interactive, hm? Tanuki climbs up onto WWX's shoulder and bops his face with his gigantic tail... He knows how the Kumous are by now. They can never outright comfort someone, so he has to do it for them!!]

...I'm surprised Lan Lan didn't hit them for you.

[OR MAYBE HE DID]

[OKUNIII UNVEIL YOUR SOFT MOE CENTER TO THE WORLDDD. He calmly tolerates the bop to his face, reaching up to gently ruffle Tanuki's little tuft of stuck-up fur on his lil noggin and move his tail away from his mouth.]

Lan Zhan...? [A quick glance back at his memories and he can confirm that at the only other moment where he was facing a bunch of stuck-up, stubborn people, Lan Wangji wasn't there...

But with just those few words, he's starting to get pieces of the picture back.]

—Ah! We were in front of a cave, yes?

Edited (i cant remember his name) 2020-04-20 01:38 (UTC)

[He really knew what she was talking about just by her mentioning LWJ's name, huh. wow... these two must be joined at the hip at all times... She nods,]

Yes, and there were other people there, I guess. Not very interesting to look at.

[THIS IS A SAD WWX MEMORY THAT SHE DOESN'T WANT TO GIVE BACK!!! but she knows that she has to... in the end...]

A particularly hideous man was present too. Old Yoyo?

[who]

[STOP. She's not wrong but also STOP, sometimes you get cornered in front of the same cave twice but your future husband is only there once.

Anyway, at least Wei Wuxian doesn't seem particularly fussed by this memory even as it starts rematerializing in his lil single braincell! In fact, he finds the OLD YOYO addendum hilarious... HE JUST LAUGHS.]

Old Yoyo! What a name. You know, I think we should keep calling him that - it seems nicely suiting, you know? Hah! Well, it's best not to spend time thinking about people like him, since it's the same every time.

[He's done this MORE THAN ONCE APPARENTLY it's fine.]

Edited 2020-04-20 06:31 (UTC)

[EVERY TIME..... Though should that really come as a surprise when their hatred was so naked and visible on their faces? Okuni frowns, already bothered by the idea of WWX being bullied by men with prosthetic legs. She can't just go ahead and say that though, so Tanuki will rub his furry round head on Wei Wuxian's nose in an effort to telepathically communicate Okuni's feelings.]

Hmph. [it's true that it's best not to waste any more time on mister prosthetic leg and yoyo...] As long as it's not all the time. You must have some perfectly nice and embarrassing memories too. You could have shared those instead!

[she'll reach over to try and pinch him. it's a nice friendly pinch!! okuni will pinch him and hit him with this memory all at the same time!!]

[BULLIED BY MEN WITH PROSTHETIC LEGS if anything he's the one bullied by Wei Wuxian considering he took the dude's leg off with his zombies or something, probably.

EITHER WAY he'll lean back a little, but not give any real effort in trying to avoid the oncoming PINCH.]

Haha! Come now, why would I ever give you more ammunition than you already have? If you had your way, you'd--

[Fuckin pinch him and then whop him with a painful memory APPARENTLY. THANKS!!

It really is a special sort of hell though, isn't it? To have something and lose it, rather than never having it at all. Wei Wuxian's wondered more than once in his life how much better off he'd be if he never had this or that, if all he'd end up with because of it was a sense of loss.

This is similar, in a way. Different in others. The memory strikes through him, feeling familiar and foreign all at once. He doesn't know everything from this one sliver alone, but it speaks so much to him in all its sharp and harsh edges that he's left breathless. Scathing looks, hatred, and above all, the most human thing of all - it's always fear, isn't it? He feels the acute loss of security, the sweep of sureness in such a small body. The hand in his feels like the only tether left to a cruel and unforgiving world, and when he emerges from her past, his hand flexes automatically when he realizes it's empty.]

—I've borrowed something of yours, it seems.

[A quiet note, apologetic. Empathetic. Seems they both know what it's like to be hated, though he's sure without a doubt that they didn't deserve it like he did. Children, children who didn't understand why people looked at them with such anger, could do no wrong but be in the wrong place at the wrong time.]

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[mingle] the space (april).

words that i will pingpong back at u as soon as i read ur mem tag

STOP IVE DONE NOTHING

I HATE THIS AND YOU

YAYWOOOOOON...also give me mems too wtf puts my paws on ur window

rubs hands time for a dognapping

WHAT THE FCK

wwx: lan wang ji? don't know her

STOP THIS

all i do is speak the truth tho

slapchops u in two