Memory Sharicus - Oh No, not again!

[heromedal]

About 8 am on July 15th, Rex does something stupid in his usual genius way. It was meant to be a small, simple test run of a method to scan a person and instantly gain all the data he needed to produce a Phantom.

The small field the spell was meant to spread just kept growing, until popping like a bubble with the most counterintuitive sound of all- two seconds of white noise, sounding as if it was coming from inches away. Not everyone heard it. But everyone who did...

It's a painless process, almost ticklish and instantaneous as numerous coloured orbs fly out from their chest, taking wild curving trajectories that launch them all over the academy and some of Soleil, coming to a sudden stop and hovering silently for just a few seconds.

That's when they start to slowly float towards the nearest possible recipient of the memory they contain, accelerating as they get closer as if thought and mind have a unique sort of magnetism.

It's sort of beautiful to see, really, not that Rex will notice because 60% of his mind is consumed with fear he will get into trouble and the Phantom project will be compromised. On the other hand, the Phantom project could provide the perfect scapegoat. So about six hours after the initial event, he released his latest creation- the Phantom mischief-maker, Waggery!

What a disaster.

(( ooc: The planning post is here! Be careful to warn for the nastier memories! If you already have memories planned to share, feel free to write them as a top level or just put up your character and link to the planning/make it a free for all. There'll be a post below for Waggery shenanigans and random NPC memories up for grabs. ))

Comments

Yellow/Blue it is! ...And apparently some memory-ception

[hattersgonnahat]

[You appear to have woken up in a white bed with shining in from the outside. It does not take long to realize and remember that this was the infirmary, although you definitely not used to seeing it from this angle.]

[You don't hurt much, but there was something keeping you fairly weak to move around, and a hollow ache in your chest if you tried anyway. Despite that you roll to your side anyway facing away from the door. Guilt and sorrow took over as you remembered what even brought you to this room.]

['...Ekke is gonna be mad.']

['I am certain he will not be angry. Worried, yes. But not so terribly angry.']

['He always seems busy though...isn't he angry about that?']

[The voices rang in your head. This was all your fault. All you did was waste everybody's time last night. And what exactly did you accomplish doing that?]

[Suddenly you hear the door open and someone approach in. You tense up, while also thinking if you stay still you could just pretend you're still asleep. Somehow though, you're pretty sure he was going to know you were faking it.]

i'll leave whether she's seen his memories or not up to you, i'll roll with anything

[spelleton]

[ This memory is unmistakeable; it must be Puella's, even though it's bereft of the usual cheer he's grown used to with her.

It makes him feel...pensive. He's never been terribly affectionate - at least, not outwardly - but the amount of guilt is...unexpected. The amount of worrying about whether he'll be angry at her...

...

He goes to seek her out, in the end. ]

Ah, Puella. There you are. [ No last name, this time. ]

...Are you well?

I'll save it for the other thread

[hattersgonnahat]

[Not only was she unused to being seeked out by Ekkehardt often, but that had to be one of first times to addressed less...formally by him too. She watched, hiding her hesitation. She can't think of anything recently this could be about.]

I think so...