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[Open - Memory Share.]

who: Edward Elric and Anyone Interested
what: Memory Share Event, First Person in the post, Dreamscape/Network in the comments
when: October 9th-23rd
where: Around the city for First Person, Dreamscapes and Network for the rest.
warnings: Individual Warnings Below
Notes: I've included some scenes that I have on Youtube for unrelated reasons if anyone wants those.

Characters may choose to contact Ed, bring it up next time they see him, or never mention it and just have that insight on a moment in his life without ever telling him they know. That's entirely up to player discretion.

(If you would like to use a scene from '03 that's not listed here or the subtitled version, I'm fine with that as well! Just let me know which scene so that I'm aware.)

1. Reunion of the Fallen (Short Reaction)
cw: assault

This can be broken down any way you'd like through the month but it might start with seeing the rock go flying and slam the first guy in the face out of nowhere.

The next flash is could be the second guy demanding, "who the hell are you?" This scene would be dark, as Ed's eyes are closed. You can't feel tossing the rock in your hand, but you're aware of the movements.

Third flash, you're speaking but it's Ed's voice. The scene is still black. "Come on, guys. A band of thugs in the forest, that's so cliché."

The same voice from before, "What was that short stuff?" In an instant you're up, kicking this guy straight in the face with the sole of your boot.

His group of friends descend to attack, the girl they were bothering previously already forgotten. Whether or not your character sees the off-screen pummeling is up to you and may also be a separate fourth vision at a later time.

2.Night of the Chimera's Cry (Faint)
cw: body horror, physical violence, body post murder, dark themes, children present

This one is very brief. There's a child in an alley crying out for his mother, military all around. Flashes may come in single second shots, broken up through the day or weeks, everything happens very fast.

"That makes five."

"Hasn't investigations found anything, yet?"

"Don't blame us."

One woman tries to remove the child from the cloth covered corpse in the alley, but he holds on. When she picks him up, he pulls the cloth with him, crying for his mother and screaming "No!" while revealing the body.

She's on her back, arms bent and covered in blood. You feel yourself gasp, and suddenly there are flashes of other memories. A distorted upside down face followed by a happy woman in a purple dress, smiling, sitting at a table, and then lying on the floor. The distorted image returns and you can see it struggling to breathe before everything goes dark.

In your mind you might feel yourself sinking to the ground as someone behind you shouts, "Ed! Pick him up!"

"Sir!" Then silence.

3. Hohenheim of Light (Father Issues)
cw: assault

From a distance there's a man and a woman sitting at a table on a porch of a large yellow house. The first flash may just be a visual of them, but as the scenes grow longer and more clear through the month you'll be able to piece together the conversation that's happening. Some characters may notice a resemblance between the man at the table and Ed.

"A long time ago I saw an eagle with wings as black as obsidian, your hair is the exact same color. I never thought I'd see it again. Thank you, for bringing such a beautiful memory back to me."

The woman at the table is blushing at the attention, "And thank you. What a lovely thing to say."

No time is wasted before you charge forward, "What the hell are you doing flirting?!" You launch into a punch, right hand nothing but glove-less metal, knocking the man straight off the porch to the ground below.

In case you didn't recognize the voice, the woman sitting there confirms that this is Ed's memory, "Edward, what the-?"

He's not listening, you feel and hear yourself shouting in Ed's voice.

"You're gone for over ten years, and I come back home to that?! Damn you, old man!"

4. Hohenheim of Light (Milk Rant)
cw: assault (probably best combined with 3.)

There's a man on the ground, presumably Ed's father if this memory is coupled with flashes of the previous one. He smiles up at Ed where you're standing on the porch, who seems aggravated at best.

"Edward," Your eyes widen in surprise at being addressed, before setting once more - still hostile. "So, do you still hate drinking milk?"

Immediately you jump off the porch, kicking him to the ground. "Who are you calling a micro-sized half pint who didn't grow up because he doesn't drink milk?!"

From behind, you hear three voices chime in "That's not what he said, Edward."

5. Arm Wrestling
cw free! Also available if anyone's interested, but I didn't write it up.

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[ Jason took another drink of the energy drink. Ed was a god right now for bringing it to him. He moved to stand before Ed, placing the drink down.]

Better to cut the bullshit. I wouldn't have let it play that long. Just the facts, that's what I gave you. It's the best way. Leaves no doubts only facts.

[His eyes narrow some at that, once more. Jay was a peculiar one, no matter how he sliced it.]

You're saying you'd rather have the evidence? If you'd just told me you got the message I would have trusted you, that's all the facts I need.

[He'll remember that later, Jay. You're welcome.]

[ He denies being anything like Bruce, but these moments it shines. When the Detective shines more than the man. ]

Evidence proves something more than just word of mouth.. that am I'm tired as fuck, so cut me some slack.

[ He reached over to grab the drink and down more. ]

So, do you need to talk... or a hug or whatever the hell normal people need?

[ He wouldn't actually hug Ed, not for this.]

Cut you some slack?

[Yeah, sure Jay. Play him his most traumatizing memory without so much as a word, after having him run to the store for you and then ask him to cut you slack when he's upset. This is all very logical. Except no it's not. The question gets a quirked eyebrow and a scowl, at the same time. He would probably be wise not to even think about touching Ed at this point, but the blond also doesn't consider it a serious offer, regardless.]

You're not really going to compare either of us to normal people, are you?

I haven't been awake long, I thought you would want to know it was on the network. At least my voicemail.

[ He takes another drink of the energy drink. Watching Ed silently and thinking. Well. This didn't go as he expected. This was where Roy or Starfire shined better. People and feelings were never his good point. Sure he could be great with kids, but Ed's not a kid, he may be more messed up than any of the Bats, which said a lot. Ed needed a cape.

Jason yawned a second holding a hand up before he waved the hand dismissively.]

I can try, isn't that the best we can ever hope for is to be somewhat normal?

I appreciate it.

[He doesn't sound like he appreciates it.]

Delivery could use a little work.

[That ... might be a warning not to try that shit again, Jay. Ed's never really considered Jason to be all that bad with people, he wasn't Nico, but Nico was also pretty open about being bad with people.

As for being worse than the Bats? Ed may disagree with that sentiment, if only because of Jason's experience with the pit. If anything, Purg did bring him pretty close though.

Ed doesn't respond right away to the question, actually taken by surprise that it's coming from someone like Jay. After a pause he just shrugs.]

I've never worried about being normal.

[ Jason's used to that kind of tone. He held the can his eyes still not leaving Ed. The Detective inside of him was studying the blond more than him just creepy staring at his friend. Reading reactions and evaluating.

After a few moments he raked a hand through his hair before another yawn escaped and he finally realized he hadn't spoke aloud.]

Never claimed to be good with people, but eh, I try to fake it. It's the best I can hope for. It's easier to slip through crowds when no one looks at you.

[What did Ed know about slipping through crowds? Too short not to stick out, too flashy in that bright red, followed by a seven foot tall suit of armor that made enough noise to announce them wherever they went? Slipping was hardly a consideration for Elrics.]

I guess...

[He's not even sure what they're talking about at this point, but whatever. Topic dropped, better that than dwelling on it, at least.]

We live in different worlds, Ed.

[ Jason yawned some as he rubbed at the back of his hair.]

That's all I really wanted to do was show you ask, and I guess I should just ask... are you okay? I mean, that's some heavy shit man.

Isn't that kind of how this place runs, by design?

[It's more of a joke than a serious question, but it might take Jay a second to notice, considering the tone Ed used. They certainly were from different worlds, but sometimes the similarities were uncanny. At the question something in his expression flinched, a grimace and he glanced away.]

You mean after doing something like that? No... I'll probably never be okay. Worst fucking thing I've ever done.

Try telling Al that, though.

[A pause, his head tilted to regard Jay quietly before golden eyes shift away again.]

After you nearly making me relive it?

[A hollow laugh, he wasn't looking at Jay. For someone that looked relatively well rested on arrival, he certainly looked like he hadn't slept in ages all of a sudden.]

Yeah, I'll get over that.

Edited 2017-12-01 04:02 (UTC)

... Point.

[ The tired vigilante did see the logic. Of course. Ed's from olden times while he's from the fast bustle of modern day... Gotham. It was day and night. Of course that's what his mind latched on to as Ed spoke on.

Jay took another drink seeming perplexed a moment. ]

...It's how they are. Tim forgave me for all the horrors I did to him... should I didn't get to murder him, but I sure tried. Some people are just made better than others...

...Sorry, I should have thought like a human instead of like a bat. [ No point hiding it, Ed knows. ] Training gets hard wired in.

Need a lift back to wherever?

[He smirked when Jay responded with 'Point'. Of course, he's got that much figured out at least.]

I don't know. I guess, yeah... You're right, they're always going to be better people than us, aren't they? I just- don't know that Al's forgiven me, seems more like he just would rather not acknowledge it ever happened at all.

[Which is what bothered him. He doesn't comment on the training thing, whatever. It was in the past, it was over at this point. No sense dwelling on it.]

Yeah, sure. We're staying at the General Store for awhile, I should probably head back there before it gets much later.

[Because at this point in the month Ed probably still spent most of his time there.]

Take it from someone who would rather ignore personal problems, don't let him. It's not healthy. Try to make him talk if you get worried even if he screams or fights you... not that I can see him doing that, but if he does at least he's reacted.

[ Jason yawned once more moving to slip his boots on and pulling on his jacket instead of a shirt and zipping it up snatching up his keys, and the energy drink as he heads for the door.]

Come on, I'd like to see this place anyway.

We've been talking. Finally. Val showing up made it a little too hard to keep ignoring- we're just not really on the same page in a lot of ways. Having other experiences like this will do that to you. He says one thing one day, and the next it's something else-

[Ed shook his head, grabbing the shopping bag from the counter as Jay gathered his stuff as well.]

I just want him to be happy, but I feel like I can't figure out how to do that- everything I try gets fucked up.

[This isn't the direction he wanted this conversation to go in, so as they leave he addresses the other thing Jay mentioned.]

It's not much, the store itself is from Purg. We fixed it up a bit, but it's for storing repairs more than anything. The apartment's basically just a kitchen and a bed.

[With professional restaurant grade stoves and a walk in fridge/freezer combo, but that's because it wasn't built to be residential.]

Val, the dark haired girl? [ he had been half asleep when he met her, but he was usually half a zombie when he was moving around the floor. Irony, given he was technically a zombie. Jason nodded taking another drink of the energy drink as he lead them out of the floor for the elevator, handing Ed his drink while he hit the button then put a hand on the wall to zip up his boots. They had laces but he always used the zipper. ]

I know how that works, sounds like my brother's... it's normal I guess. [ What did a bat know about normal? ]

Ed, Buddy, look, stop worrying so much. If you worry to much about his feelings your going to push yourself into a depression. Worry about you first, then Al. Al's a big boy and he'll figure himself out to. Guys like us think to much, we make shit worse when we think to much.

[ He spoke standing back up right as the elevator dinged and he stepped in holding a hand back out for the drink.]

....Just tell me the bed's not in the actual kitchen, Edward Elric?

[ That made his eyes wide as the elevator startes to go down.]

[Ed paused at the description before nodding.]

Yeah, I've been keeping a lid on things but with her showing up it's hard to downplay what Purg was like when the physical evidence is right there-

[Which is when Al had changed his tune, as far as Ed was concerned. Going from not wanting to talk about it to asking for his brother to tell him everything. Everything would take time, it didn't just happen in one conversation, how did someone remember all those years in one sitting?]

You'll see when we get there.

[He wasn't going to try to explain that since the apartment is literally just a kitchen, yes the bed is definitely in the kitchen. It's a loft though, so probably not what Jay's imagining. He'll figure it out. Ed passed the drink back as Jason stood upright again, stepping onto the elevator and waiting for the doors to close before speaking again. It wasn't something he wanted overheard.]

And it's not normal. Don't tell me I'm overthinking this, Todd.

[Ed was already approaching a depression, but it's early still - probably too soon for Jason to put the pieces together, just yet. He hadn't started to get the moody edginess, the loss of appetite that are all approaching. Between Val and Citrine (who he's pretending not to recognize at this point) arriving, and the memory sharing? He's about to be pretty fucked up emotionally for awhile.]

You don't get it. I can't not worry about it, I can't ever make him happy because he's in love with me.

[It's only when the words are out that it occured to him what he's just admitted to Jay, of all people, and golden eyes widened - staring at him in the space of the empty elevator with the realization that he'd spent months trying to keep Al careful about being quiet on this front, and here he was blurting it out like an idiot.]

Explains a lot, I was half asleep when I met her... so don't don't. But, she's from that same place you were from? Groovy, I'll keep that in mind.

[ He muttered, as he took a drink of the red bull listening to Ed. A grin appearing when he was called Todd, it made him miss Damian a bit, Demon Brat rarely used his real name, but somehow it made him appreciate it a little more hearing it from Ed.

The second the words were spoke through Jason coughed on the drink he had just started to take after grinning shooting the energy drink from his nose before all but dropping the nearly empty can and started to seriously choke between the burn of the drink and the shock of it. No way, he had to of misheard that...

And yet, as a bat, he knew better. Pieces started to line up in his mind even as he choked. A hand moving up hitting himself hard in the chest to try and knock it out, like an idiot.]

[Ed didn't get a chance to reply to Jay's revelation that Val was from the same world as him - a funny way of wording that considering Ed wasn't from Purg in any sense of the term. He came here from Attollo, and he was from Amestris.

When Jay choked on his drink the blond tensed, the fight or flight reaction to his realization keeping his muscles coiled in anticipation of whatever reaction the other is going to have to that news - watching him pound at his chest in a futile effort to clear away the red bull that went everywhere but where it should have.

Carefully, as if trying to pretend that statement hadn't even happened, and while Jay is still choking and thus defenseless, Ed added almost flippant in tone.]

Technically she's from the same world as Yuffie, actually.

[Smooth.]

Shut the fuck up...

[ He managed out between coughing. The elevator door opened and Jason slammed the door closed button before the people working could even step on. Screw them.

taking a breath he forced himself to stand up straight and get a few deep breaths in. Still a few coughs escaped before he grabbbed Ed's metal arm, hoping it showed he wasn't angry he knew that arm could rip free of him. ]

We gotta go before they think something.

[ He managed as he hit the door open button and drug Ed out as best he could leaving the can on the floor heading for the garage door. ]

Not a word until we are in the car, no one needs to know your business.

[ He muttered making a pained face.]

Fuck that burned.

[ He growled pulling his key's free as he lead them towards the rusty red old mustang.]

[He's just going to stare at that order, because they're still in an elevator alone and he had no idea how Jay's taking any of this. When he slammed the button Ed jumped - very much on edge and not liking the fact that Jason just closed the elevator again with them in it, because he had no idea what was going on in his mind. Golden eyes widen when Jay grabbed his arm, but he made no move to pull free, and when he speaks again Edward nearly laughs, retorting deadpan.]

They probably wouldn't think anything if you didn't just slam the door shut in their faces.

[So, thanks buddy. He opened his mouth to say something as Jason continued to drag him to the garage as if he wasn't capable of walking on his own without the lead, but thought better of it. He knew enough not to talk about this shit with other people around, they were in an empty elevator, that was entirely different. It wasn't as if he didn't trust Jay, or his guard wouldn't have been down to begin with. Instead of addressing that though - because it had been his fault the guy choked, after all - he muttered an apology with the last thing Jason said.]

.... Sorry.

[ Jason didn't even think about how his own behavior might have been strange and scary he had been more concerned with getting the burning out of his nose before he choked to death. It wasn't the blaze of glory he hoped to go out in. When Ed spoke he almost laughed, but, his lungs still kind of ached. As he moved to unlock the door, and pulled it open, it gave a loud pop when he did. Clearly something was messed up in the hinges. jason had somehow he had gotten the car AND Motorcycle in the same parking space, but the bike was to close to the passenger side for Ed to get in. Just so he wasn't truly breaking rules. ]

Fuck'em, I don't give a shit what they think.

[ A far cry from slamming the doors in their faces. Dropping down into the driver seat he leaned over and unlocked the passenger side. Slipping the keys in, and turning her over. ]

First off, don't apologize for that, it was an accident, second off, hold on.

[ He shifted the clutch and let the car roll back just a bit before leaning over to push open the other door.]

Come on, get in.

[ The anger had seemed to wash away just that fast.]

[Jay, you just said- Oh, nevermind.

He watched the whole thing with raised eyebrows, not commenting right away. For a moment Ed hesitated before moving to get into the car - staring straight ahead rather than looking at Jason once he was settled.]

It wouldn't have happened if I hadn't said anything, I shouldn't have told you-

[Both because it was Al's business and it was not Jay's burden to carry. Especially if his reaction was to get protective rather than horrified.]

The whole thing's pretty fucked up.

[He was having a hard time dealing with the conflicting aspects of feeling the distance between them coupled with this news, the two of them together just didn't make sense. It felt like Al barely knew him, didn't want to know him, the way he was now - as if his brother's feelings were from some idolized idea of him rather than the person actually in his life now.]

So, anyway. Point being I think worrying's a little warranted there.

[ Jason was a hypocrite. Completely and utterly. ]

Seat belt.

[ He spoke, showing that hypocrite nature, since he wasn't wearing his. He backed them up and started them out of the garage. Making a point to look to Ed every now and then in the mirror as he listened.]

You should have told me sooner, shit, I know about keeping secrets. It's a bitch. Beside's do I look like the kind of dick that's going to kink shame you and Al? For fucks sake, I'm a polyamourus dead man. I like to think I'm fucking open minded.

[ He spoke being careful of his words, knowing he was walking on a powder keg. ]

I'm not going to shot you for that, Ed, Jeeze. I know I'm a hot head but a little faith please. So, tell me what's going on. Clearly there is more to it.

[Okay, first of all Ed's just going to stare at him over the seat belt statement, he's from 1915 Jay, cut him some slack.]

What-?

[Clearly there was a point to that, it was just lost on him.]

How, exactly, was I supposed to tell you something like that?

[Really, Jay? For fuck's sake. There's a long moment where he doesn't reply at all, because he's trying to follow along with what any of that even means. He remembered the exhibit though, the information and although it hadn't helped him gain any insight on Attollo like he'd hoped it did help him follow along in this conversation enough to wish he wasn't having it right now.]

First of all, how am I supposed to know what you'd think?

[His tone's a little annoyed there, and escalating in aggravation with the retort, flushing at the implication behind those words.]

I don't know your fucking business. Second of all, you don't know mine.

[Well. Now he does, know Jay's business, at least enough to learn he's a poly dead guy. Thanks for that, Jason. That's helping the situation so much right now. He's still blushing, this is the worst conversation ever, couldn't he have just punched him in the elevator and made this whole ordeal at least predictable, if not easier? His voice is strained when he continues, as if the words pained him.]

Please don't ever use Al and kink in the same sentence in my presence again.

[He loved Al, he would literally die for his brother. The idea of sleeping with him? That wasn't really on Ed's to-do list, and it was probably a major factor in exactly what was "going on" as Jason put it. Both hands lifted to his face, speaking from behind them before they lowered once more.]

I told him we'd figure it out, but I don't know what to do. I don't know what else there is to it, aside from that.

[ One hand stayed on the wheel as Jason pointed over, luckily he's a large dude so its easy.]

That strap, see the metal on it, pull it down and latch it into the buckle beside you. If we get in a crash you'll live.

[ He was a little less snappy since, he remembered Ed was from golden oldies times.]

I don't know I never thought about us having a conversation like this before. Chill, I'm not judging you, and you know now so there.

[ Did Ed even know what polygamy was? Opps. He arched a brow looking at Ed in the mirror again.]

Your uncomfortable with sexuality?

[ Jason asked, without blushing. Jeeze this was awkward, but gave him many more questions.]

Answer me this, have you done anything with Al?

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