[mingle] the space (april).

[fracturamods]

interim mingle

( 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.

Comments

STOP THIS

[givethemhell]

[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.]

all i do is speak the truth tho

[osuni]

[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!!]

slapchops u in two

[givethemhell]

[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.]