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. ))

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[arcadianvampire]

[Valvatorez blinked and shook his head. It wasn't hard to guess whose memory that was. Not even at all. Between the dark, mercurial personality and the memories of a certain forest.... well, there was only one person who fit that.

But no, that memory was extremely familiar. That place, the songs, the crowd... everything about it.]

No way! It couldn't be!

[Valvatorez reaches for his phone and quickly calls Avery, waiting for him to answer.]

Avery, do you have a minute? I'd like to come see you, I have something I want to talk about.

[subconmodo]

[There's a moment's pause before he replies, grimacing on the other side of the line.]

It's not about those stupid marbles, is it? Unless you found something particularly juicy.

[arcadianvampire]

[Well, that's probably a sign that some of his other memories got loose elsewhere... but that's neither here nor there.]

It is, but I promise you that it's a good one, and worth talking about.

[subconmodo]

All right, all right. I'll leave the door unlocked, so just come in when you get here. I'll get a pot of coffee going.

[arcadianvampire]

On my way. See you shortly.

[Val hung up his phone and quickly made over to Avery's place, knocking once to announce his presence before opening the door and stepping inside.]

Evening, my friend. I'll get right to it: Leeds, 1982. Ring a bell?

[subconmodo]

[His eyebrows shoot up and then he grins ear to ear]

Ha! Sure does! First good concert I ever went to. Totally worth killing that guy for his tickets!

Got lucky enough to see that one, eh?

[arcadianvampire]

Hah, I did! That was quite a lucky find, I must say. That was one hell of a show.

[He too smiles, more broadly than usual.]

I should know! I was there!

[subconmodo]

Seriously?!

Wait. There there or memory there?

[this is too good to be true!]

[arcadianvampire]

[And that's when he flourishes his cape dramatically at both sides, his voice positively brimming with excitement.]

Actually there! I had some time off and heard their records, and actually flew out to England to catch the show!

It was incredible!

[subconmodo]

[Avery cackles with glee.]

Small world! Man... I only wish I still had those records. Sadly, a forest isn't exactly the best place to keep them.

I always knew you had good taste.