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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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[There's a brief hesitation at the question, he didn't want to give too much away. Either the fact that they were moving out or the surprise that Jason would likely be invited when that happened. It was still a few months down the line, but with Val's arrival it was definitely necessary. The General Store was a symbol of its time, it was literally all they had in Purg, on the lower level. Here it wasn't worth much of anything except storage space, so Ed hadn't bothered to put any effort into modernizing or stocking it.]

The store and the apartment. It's not much, but it was just me and Al.

[They'd never needed much, a hotel room sufficed for so many years it was logical to go for something similar. A place to crash when they weren't working.]

Soda, juice, water, milk-

[That last one is said with clear distaste, oblivious to the way Jason was taking in the apartment as he rummaged through the fridge that was clearly meant for commercial use. He grabbed a soda for himself, before poking his head back out.]

You could come take a look for yourself, we try to keep the place well stocked.

[Not because of paranoia about groceries running out or anything like that, of course not. They had no reason to think that way at all.]

It's not much, the restaurant next door opened up and we were staying here anyway. Figured it made sense to have a bathroom and kitchen accessible if we're going to be spending the night at the store in the future. We'll probably never make use of a kitchen this big.

[It was never meant to be moved into, just a place to eat and get cleaned up when they crashed there for work. He's grinning at the compliment though, adding in a teasing tone.]

So, am I forgiven for the kitchen bed or what?

Still, that's pretty cool, a bit of love and you could make a killing with this place. If your looking to open it anyway.

[ Jason offered with no clue of what was coming in the future. Though looking the place over gave him ideas of what kind of space to look for to make his future cave in. He knew he couldn't keep going the way he was, he needed to be the Hood at times before he destroyed himself completely. The kitchen alone gave him a list of ideas. He knew moving off the floor and renting two spaces would put him in debt to fast, and he refused to talk to Dick to stay with him and the demon brat.

He moved into the kitchen looking around. He hadn't been cooking much the last week or so, not since he started to notice the Elric's around less and saw less reason when he could live off of fast food. But the kitchen got the gears rolling in his mind of all the things he could make. He should call Wanda... but then that would be admitting he was stirring clear of his brothers, again.

Jason moved over, and shockingly, pured himself some water. ]

Don't like milk? [ He questioned, and at Ed's offer he did indeed start looking through everything, now and then his jacket riding up as if to remind that yes, he was wearing no shirt under it. He'd just pulled it on in a hurry... he wasn't wearing socks either.]

Ed, my man, your ready for World War 3. If you ever want to go all out, I can help with that, Alfred used to let me help when he had to make big things. I know how to cook for a small army, and your friends totally count as one. Just don't tell anyone else I can cook.

[ He chuckled leaning back out of one of the cabinets.]

Hell yes, it's more than forgiven, you could have said it was a loft and I would have understood.

Open it?

[The most confused tone there, Jay.]

We're not planning to run a restaurant or anything, it's just our kitchen.

[A little much for just the two of them, but Ed worked with what he had and what he had was an empty restaurant next door that meant not having to buy and find a place to store furniture somewhere else for this.]

Not really.

[Totally going to downplay that hatred of milk there, he was too used to being teased mercilessly for it. He quirked a brow at that response before grinning, tone teasing.]

You mean to tell me the guy that's been cooking since he arrived on Floor Six doesn't want anyone to know he can cook? Sounds a little backwards to me.

[What makes you so sure Ed even knows what a loft is, Jason?]

It was more fun this way, though.

[The good humor wavers after a moment, but he keeps his tone even. Honestly, two seemed bad enough. He didn't like the sound of that.]

Was there really a third world war where you're from?

The old world store out there.

[ He motioned his thumb back towards the area they had come in at. While he still scoped the place out.]

I like cooking for those I give a fuck about, that doesn't extend to everyone. Beside's I work hard for my bad reputation.

[ There was pride in that tone. Another drink was taken of the water as he finally turned leaning against the counter near Ed.]

There was only two, it's a common saying, when someone's well prepared for something. I forgot your from an older time. We only had two.

[Oh, right. He's just going to shrug.]

That's probably as open as it's getting, we usually have people call us to arrange for repairs. The Perimeter Guard takes up most of our time, anyway.

[He could imagine the number of people who would poke fun of him for having it all, being that nostagic. It wasn't like Ed had asked for it to arrive though, he just took the opportunity to grab it when it did, who else would want a run down building like that?]

Yeah, you do.

[Not specifying which of those he's agreeing with.]

The world Al and I wind up on is on the verge of a second one, if I have my facts straight. A third wouldn't have surprised me.

[Probably best not to use that line around Ed, Jay. Little too close to home.]

Oh yeah, I forgot you guys do that kind of stuff.

[ Jason really hadn't but he liked to play up like he didn't keep tabs on those closest to him. Stalker like behavior tended to be frowned upon.

He liked the rundown look of the place, it looked like the kind of place he would hide in in the underbelly of Gotham but... a lot older. Which said a lot given how old Gotham's underbelly was.]

I deny nothing. [ He shrugged figuring it was the bad reputation.]

The second one was bad, we are still dealing with problems from it in my time. But, I doubt another will happen soon. So, don't worry.

[He's just going to pointedly not roll his eyes at that, whether because he believes Jay actually forgot they were on the Guard - and he's used to everyone being surprised they are - or because he doesn't buy that reason.]

Let me get this straight. Hypothetically speaking, that this is the same war... You're from some year numbered in the 2000's if I remember right, still dealing with whatever happens in the second world war on your world. Which I'm about to walk into in 1923, and you want me not to worry? Okay, sure.

[Ed has no reason to believe they're from the same world, or it's the same war - but the implication behind Jay's words still made him quirk a brow. If it was the same war, and it did happen, it didn't sound like it was going to be something he wanted to live through - he also didn't like the idea of thinking he was from anyone's past, like this conversation was starting to imply.]

[ Ed was learning to see through Jason's bullshit. It was a good step. ]

2017, yes. Look I could explain it, but lets just make it easy and say that's one of the worst wars we ever fought, and us Americans were only involved a little bit. The world's in a good place these days now, I mean there's still wars and pettiness but, we make due.

But again, different worlds. You'd probably know if you were in my world.

[Ed's good at seeing through bull shit but with some people it was harder to detect which was bull shit when everything they said sounded so unreliable. Good job, Jason.]

Not reassuring.

[He seemed to consider that a moment before shrugging.]

You got a Germany on your world? Lyle said they did on his, but I guess they don't call it that anymore. Everyone seems to be from some variation of the same world, even if not actually the same one, it's pretty popular.

I haven't met anyone else talking about the countries on my world, but these same places continue to be a common factor for a lot of people here.

I'm not going to lie to you, Ed. The world's gone to shit but people are creatures of chaos. God knows I'm one.

[ He took a drink of his water and looked at Ed a moment considering saying nothing instead his accent seemed to change as he started to speak again, this time in perfect modern day German.]

Of course we do, the German's make the best beer in the world, hands down. And one of my teachers was German. It's called the Multiverse Theory, well its nor a theory anymore, there fifty two parallel universes in my universe. Maybe earth as it is is a nexus. A central point to focus the energies of each copy of the multiverse.

[ Sometime's Jason forgets that he tries to play dumb.]

Yeah, well. I'm just not too thrilled about going back to a war that seems to be a common theme for everyone across the multiverse.

[When Jay started speaking in German though, Ed just stared. It wasn't what he was saying, nothing about that was even new or surprising - the specifics about Jason's universe aside - and he knew the guy was smart no matter what act he played. Knowing of a country called Germany and speaking German casually were two completely different things.]

You say of course like it's perfectly normal. There's no Germany where I'm from.

[He did specifically switch to German for that particular part.]

Well take my advice if you go back and get to remember. Get the fuck out of Germany. Go to America while you can. Okay? If you cant get that far, go to England, look for a family with the last name Pennyworth.

[ Was Alfred even alive then? Would he have been a boy? What war did he fight in.... fuck it Alfred WOULD protect Ed. Jay didn't even need to question it.]

Well, clearly there is wherever you were or else you wouldn't have mentioned it. The multiverse is weird man. You get used to it.

Friend of your's?

[He's quirking a brow at that one, Jay. Although he is filing this information away for later, he doesn't imagine it will come in handy once he's back in Germany. Which he imagines he will be since staying in these places never remains permanent. Whether they liked it or not.]

There is a Germany where I wind up, but not where I'm from. Which means it's not normal where I'm from. Wouldn't have ever heard of it if not for going through that Gate... Just like here.

[There's a pause before his expression sets, Jason might mean well but he's not running away from his problems. Not when it was his responsibility to set things straight.]

I can't just fuck off to America, we have to stop that bomb.

More than that. The only people in the world worth trusting. I'd bank my life on Alfred.

[ Jason's eyes bug out then, not even at all of the gate stuff. But the bomb. His eyes wide the teal color looking greener in that moment than normal. Not the same shade of the boy who was beat to death. The pit had stained his eyes. ]

Holy.... fucking....

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I'll keep that in mind.

[He doesn't bother to keep up with the German, but he also doesn't imagine he'll be finding these people that Jay knows. When Jason's eyes widen though he blinks, his own eyes narrowing in confusion as if trying to recall just what he'd said to cause such a reaction.]

What is it..?

There's only one bomb you could mean. And while I shouldn't fuck with the timelines... Ed, dude, if you can stop that shit, stop it.

[ He ran a hand through his hair still looking pale... even for him.]

Thing is, the German's don't drop the bomb, it's us... The American's dropped the bomb.

You mean the bomb actually gets used on your world?

[Different worlds, different timelines and Ed can only hope his future isn't the same as the one that depicts Jason's past.]

Yeah, two of them, code named Fat Man, and Little Boy. A lot of lives were lost...

[ Even as a murdering vigilante talking about the nuke's wasn't something he felt fully comfortable with.]

We're going to do everything we can to stop it. When I was in Purg, the Al there ... Told me some of what happened, but I don't know everything. It's possible this isn't even the same bomb, different worlds... universes.... Who knows what the outcome will be, or if I'll remember any of this when I wind up back there.

There's only one bomb that I know of, and it was made on my world. I don't know that the other world could have made a second one.

I... could teach you to use a sniper riffle? Just blow out the scientists heads from the next building over.

[ JASON NO.

He raked a hand through his hair before he shook his head some.]

I don't know, but I do know there were two and they were dropped over Japan.

That might come in handy here, but not if I won't remember it when I get there.

[He knew how these worlds worked, and he had no reason to believe this one was any different on that front, at least. Not if you went back to the moment you came from like people claimed. Not that he was committing to murdering anyone even if he did remember when he got there.]

I guess we'll see when we get to that point.

I'll teach you here. Thats what the long case in the back of Roy is. Not that you've seen it yet.

[ How many guns does jason have? Who knows. ]

Only thing you can do.

Yeah, I'm sure.

[I don't care what anyone says, this is the weirdest CR development they've had so far.]

So you just drive around with a case of guns in your car?

[Sounds... safe.]

[ WEIRDEST THING, WEIRDEST THING!!!! ]

Yeah, wouldn't you? One never knows when you'll need a sniper riffle.

When you don't know how to use one, the answer is never.

[A shrug]

Besides, I'm basically a walking weapon anyway.

[Open - Memory Share.]

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