PLAYER PLOT: attack on memories - OTA

[dreamsofwings]

THE BACKGROUND

Thanks to something going wrong with the magic and Eren's tentative grasp on using the Founding Titan's power, affected characters will find themselves in The Paths, an endless expanse of white sand and a strange sky. Somewhere in the distance, there's a tree of light. No matter how you run towards this tree, you never get any closer.

Characters might notice silhouettes there in the distance, or even make out the two figures in the light: Eren and Reiner. They won't notice anyone else, too wrapped up in the original reason any of this happened (don't worry about it. or do!).

(In the outside world, characters fall asleep wherever they are. Hope you're somewhere safe!)

You might not have time to think too much about this, though, because…

A. MEMORY SHARE

Characters who get near each other may get pulled into each other's memories. Both characters will experience the memory from outside as observers. The memory cannot be changed but you're welcome to try! Other than not permanently changing a memory, go nuts! Mash up both of their memories together. Have a montage. Play it on replay. It's your sandbox (hehehe), do what makes you happy. Or what hurts your characters, but I assume that's the same thing.

B. LIVE YOUR DREAMS

ALTERNATELY (or also!), your characters may live through an idealised fantasy. It can be someone taking part in another person's ideal, someone witnessing that ideal, a mashup, whatever. Again, free rein here! Characters may have some small inkling they're in a fantasy but this isn't the "then then break free" kind of thing. Just live it up, have a good time, and then enjoy (or don't enjoy)…

WAKING UP

Eren will eventually realise that there are other people here. He doesn't know how they got here or why and you know what, he doesn't care!

No matter what is happening in anyone's memories or fantasies, Eren's voice eventually cuts in.

You weren't supposed to be here.

He shuts off all connection to the Paths immediately and abruptly. You were busy living a fantasy? WHOOPS now you're waking up back in Ellipsa, probably a little disoriented.

All characters will remember what they saw in the Paths. I mean if you really want to forget, we can talk about that, but Eren isn't doing anything consciously to anyone (other than Reiner).

Characters will wake up to find it's only been one day. It probably felt like a lot longer. Everything's fine now, though. Right?

[ plot post for this event is here but you can just jump on in! if you have questions, ask here. I am not tracking comments on this post for my sanity so if I miss something you need/want me to see, please tell me on plurk or discord! to interact with Eren, reply to his top level comment ]

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Nakamori "Korone" Aoko | DCMK (CRAU) | OTA

[bluediligence]

a. Attack on …?
cw: unreality, dissociation, blood, gore, violence, and death, emetophobia

A teenage girl — those who know Korone may think that she looks familiar yet different, almost like a younger sister — stands on a rooftop, staring out with wide, horrified eyes and trembling legs.

Monsters roam the half-ruined streets. They look almost human, but even the ones that aren't horribly deformed have a distinct feel of wrongness to them. The air is rank with blood, decay, death, death, death. It's thick enough to choke on.

Nearby, kneeling at the very edge of the roof, is —

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A person. A friend. A glitch, warped and cracked, fractured static record skip skip skipping skipped errorerrorerrorerrorerrore̴̞̗͐ṛ̸̞͒r̶̹̓ǒ̸̧̳r̷̺̲̊ê̸̝̌r̶̯̞̾͒r̴͖̤̓̚o̷̤̽ŗ̴̢̾. It both is and is not hard to look at them, they're there, they exist, they're perfectly ordinary and they should be knowable, but ... they aren't.

b. Unravelling
cw: panic attacks, accidental self-harm, unreality, memories stacked within memories, possibly violence, possibly existential horror, possibly themes of torture and suicide – this one has multiple possible branches depending on what people want to see and interact with!

It's a warm, humid morning in the village of Temple Horizon. Sunlight streams in through gaps in the curtains, casting dim, dappled light across a bedroom. It's small, and kind of quaint, but comfortable. There's a coat rack and cubby with green cardigans and coats hung up, a hand-sewn messenger bag, several scarves in a variety of colours, a wooden bo staff, several knives … you know, normal stuff! Under the window is a desk, laden with neatly organised sketchbooks, notebooks, and art and sewing supplies.

A wide, circular bed would have dominated the room, if not for an ingenious system of sturdy chains and metal tracks that have allowed its owner to raise it up flush with the ceiling. Except, uh.

Aforementioned owner – Korone, thoroughly overdressed in tights and pinafore despite the summery weather – seems to have … collapsed? On her way to the desk? She's sprawled in a messy kneel, rigid but for her limp, useless wings, staring unseeing, breathing too shallow and too quick.

c. Wildcard?
OOC: Not feeling these prompts? Hit me up and we can figure out a different flavor of shenanigan.