daybreakacademy | Memory Sharicus

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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[ It's quite the opposite. Waggery feels real as real can get. Rex does good work- aside from the fact that the shape of his flesh and blood is determined by his core rather than DNA, Waggery is a living, breathing being. His little heart pounds and muscles and sinew strain in the grip of a pair of what he has deemed to be big bullies. ]

Get-offa-me!

[ Struggling with all his might, which is a very small might, Waggery tries another trick. His fingers shoot off another beam, this one blue, at the floor. Removing all the friction in an instant. So if Keith won't shrink, he can get greasy and hopefully let go. ]

[There are... so many things that have gone wrong and it all just continues to snowball. First, the unfortunate kiddo that Waggery shrunk down is no longer in Keith's line of sight, which means he has no idea what the hell that blast of pink magic actually did and Keith is kind of inclined to assume something awful.

The kid's flailing and struggling and Keith's pretty intent on not getting himself or the wolf blasted by any more magic. That knife was initially meant as some kind of deterrent to keep the kid from firing more magic at things, but--]

The hell did you do to that kid?!

[But then the wriggling intensifies as friction just stops existing on the floor, and suddenly everything's sliding. Keith's not sure what the hell's going on exactly that's made Waggery unnaturally slippery, but there is exactly one instinct that's taking priority in his mind and that's the instinct to get the sliding to stop.

Unfortunately, this is also just not the kind of instinct that really meshes well with the fact that your only tool right now is a goddamn knife. He raises the knife and tries to stab it straigh through Waggery's shoulder to try and anchor him to the floor again.]

[ Waggery responds to having a knife lodged in his shoulder the same way an actual eight-year-old would (I assume, having not tried). He screams his head off at the utmost highest of pitches. Weighing nothing due to his floating, the whole bunch of them crash into the ground and without friction slide on the floor they're going to go all over the place. Crash into a wall, get the full recoil thanks to the impossibly slick ground and bounce all the way to the next.

Waggery's emotions are as real as his now bleeding body, even if there are restrictions on them. So the shrieking fear is absolutely genuine, but he's been made not to panic. Calculating, trying to find the way out of all this- he wasn't built for this. He was made to look like a little kid so people wouldn't shank him, good going on being worse than notorious pessimist Rex's predictions Keith. ]

[It's less the bleeding and more the terrified shrieking that gets Keith to pause for a moment. It's not a long pause, mind you, because they're still sliding in every which direction, crashing into walls, bouncing off the walls and spinning off in another direction. It'd be a little like ice skating if ice skating involved screaming eight year olds with knives sticking out of their shoulder.

Dear god this is a mess. Keith would tell Waggery to reverse whatever the hell he did to the floor, but he doubts the kid's going to listen to him at this point. Instead, he's looking at his wolf.]

Get us out of here.

[There's another flash of blue light and this time they disappear and reappear outside. The wolf releases Waggery at that point, standing back on frictioned ground. Keith for his part, takes the knife out of Waggery's shoulder, but tries to stay on his back. Still not too fond of the magical finger beams.]

If you quit struggling I can take you to the infirmary.

[ Removing the knife causes a frankly comical spurt of blood to shoot from Waggery, splattering all over the place one of his claw gloved hands slapping over it. ]

Owie-owie-owwww! You stabbed me, you psycho! You're a monster! You gonna take me to some evil infirmary where they- they- they sew your butt shut or something!?

[ He is, however, not thrashing around. He could turn to liquid right here and now but it would involve leaving behind his bag and he suspects Keith would snatch it up quickly. Waggery needs to find a chance to flee with it if at all possible. Minor damage like this he can handle for now. ]

[This is absolutely fine. Everything wanted a nice blood shower and Keith absolutely needed to hear this bit about evil infirmaries. He just... stares because what the FUCK, how is he supposed to take that....]

Don't know if Hieke's into that.

[IS HIEKE INTO THAT. Let's never find out.

But either way Waggery's intuition on the fate of that bag if he leaves it there is spot on. Keith would absolutely take that, but in any case..... despite this weirdness surrounding the kiddo, Keith's not dropping his guard just cuz he's acting like a little kid. So far, he's proven to show a callous disregard for privacy and isn't afraid to use magic on others. Still very much a threat. He keeps his knee pressed into Waggery's back.]

Let me ask again. Why do you want other people's memories?

Edited 2019-07-18 18:49 (UTC)

[ If Waggery can help it, he will fulfil the mission properly- slip away with the bag and all the memories he can get. If not, slip away not to leave evidence of what he is. Even the blood will fade out when he's too far from it for the core to keep it stable. Failing that, well... to a Phantom, death is but a door, time is but a window. They'll be back, as long as they did well enough in their missions the Creator wants them back. ]

Stopitstopitgetyourfatchunkeroffmeyouheckdamnjerk!

[ He whines, smacking the palm of his hand against the ground repeatedly but not pulling any other magic tricks yet. ]

The tee vee said making precious memories is how you make friends I just want friends I don't wanna die you're gonna kill me you're evil and I hope you choke when you eat me!

[You know. The longer Keith lets Waggery talk, the longer his list of questions just keeps getting and that list of questions is getting increasingly inane. Part of him just has to wonder if he's just fucked up colossally in doing any of this, but the side of him that's pretty determined NOT to regret this and will cling to pretty much any reason not to is starting to wonder if this is all just a ruse.

Like. What if "the tee vee" is code for brainwashing. It is something that just happened to Adelaide and someone else on campus before. Might have been fae magic who knows. And clearly this kid knows some kind of fae magic. He brings the knife towards Waggery's neck. That's a warning to stay veeeeery still.]

Just answer the questions and I'll take you to Hieke. .

[A beat.]

What are you? Are you a student here?

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