No more softness!

[dadreaper.livejournal.com]

[Video]

Well I'm bored, and just slouching around town isn't going to solve anything.

Who wants to go help me find magic memory gems? C'mon, by working together I bet we can get a ton of them!

☁ 02 (4% memories)

[naltorian.livejournal.com]

[The video goes on, showing Nura tailor-style seated on terrain (grassy, somewhere nearby), wearing her issued uniform, hair tied up to keep out of her way. She's not injured, nor is she upset, but she has a quizzical look to her face, and she's holding a gold ring with decorated jewels between her thumb and forefinger, which she holds up to the camera.]

So apparently I'm married?

4% memory

[heybiteme.livejournal.com]

[Yuri had decided to do a few carnival games including several drawings. He never win these things, or so he thinks. So it was a big surprise to him when a Delivery man came a knocking. After several minutes of disbelief and arguing, he goes to ask a very important question]


[Video]

Hey Guys. I just won a rock from that fair. What am I suppose to do with it?

EDIT:

[A little while later]

[Video]

Does anyone have a spare Catapult lying around?

001 - Video

[ichbin-cool.livejournal.com]

[If you're watching this video, you'll see a white haired guy with a big goofy grin on his face, lounging on the couch in his suite, a mug of beer in hand.]

Okay, so let me get this straight. We were all brought here from wherever we all come from, which we don't remember, in order to help this lame city that can't keep itself populated. We're given a job just like that and all we have to do is fight monsters or whatever, and doing so will help us find gems that give us our memories back? This is so dumb, but whatever! At least there are fun things to do in the city, and I, the Awesome Gilbert, am good at fighting!

Also I have this whole apartment suite to myself! Sweet! Sucks to be you, losers who have to share!!! Kesesesese!!!!!!

(no subject)

[survival-101.livejournal.com]

1) [Catherine's been pacing by the entrance again, but this time it's not in fear. It's... restlessness. She's been hiding inside for days, but nothing's connected here, she can't go anywhere, do anything. But this is conflicting with agoraphobia. Back and forth she goes, before-]

Oh, fuck it.

[Aaaaand out she goes, shielding her eyes against the sun.]



2) [While out on this journey of hers, she remembers something! And is completely dumbfounded by it.]

Hey. On a scale of "Einstein" to "fucking retarded," how bright would you say building a town next to a nuke sounds?



3) [Was her journey done or just starting? She got everything she needed. Some bottled water, a few snacks, some .44 caliber bullets...

Maybe you're near the habitation border. Maybe you're trying to get a group together. Here comes Catherine! ...and there goes Catherine, crossing the line without so much as blinking. The only noticeable difference is there's now a revolver in her hand.]

The day after the log...

[thekoistiger.livejournal.com]

1

*Yuri -- and quite possibly anybody else in the apartments around the two -- will find themselves awoken by the most ungodly sounds of crashing and breaking things. Investigation quickly reveals the source in the apartment's kitchenette. The stove is broken, and the counter looks like a boulder crashed on it. And in the middle of it all, keeping his hands to himself? Kotetsu. Glowing blue like a bug zapper.*

...Hey, uh... what do you say we eat breakfast out today?

2

*And so, sometime after this little disaster -- with a now normal Kotetsu -- he's in a diner somewhere in town, a cup of coffee and a rather greasy breakfast in front of him, looking at his hands.*

Ah... I think I'm remembering now. Geez, what a way to remember that...

[3% Memories]

[sardine-power.livejournal.com]

[After this memory, Valvatorez does NOT go straight to post about it. Instead, he goes... to the grocery store.]

[Oh, Hades. The feeling of sinking your teeth into them. The taste, the texture... how could he forget this ecstasy?]

[He stops long enough to leave a brief, desperate message:]

SARDINES.

That is all.