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[magicgunworks.livejournal.com]

[It's been a few days since Mami arrived in Sirocco, but this is the first time she's bothered checking the network. It seems there are other people like her - people suddenly appearing without their memories - so she saves the default WHO WHAT WHERE HOW WHY questions for later. No need to get repetitive, right?

But she does want to introduce herself, so after a moment of thinking up a good conversation starter, she speaks.]

What does it feel like for everyone else? Losing your memory, I mean.

For me, it's... almost like standing in the middle of an unlit room. You know there are things placed all around you, and you should know what they are and where they should be... but it's too dark. So you wander around trying to find something, anything, in what you think is a familiar spot. But it's empty, so you lose your bearings. And you just keep making it worse by continuing to look around.

[She sounds so lost in thought right now, it's almost like she doesn't realize she's talking to other people. Care to bother her?]

Comments

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[wontdieifkilled.livejournal.com]

I, ah...hadn't really thought about it in any sort of way like that, but when you put it that way, that's actually a pretty good description of it.

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[magicgunworks.livejournal.com]

You think so? [She laughs a little.] That's good to hear. I was afraid some people would think it sounds silly.

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[wontdieifkilled.livejournal.com]

Well, it isn't like I could have come up with anything better, anyway.