Effect Room: Amnesia

[stealshinies]

[Today, quite a few of the rooms seem to have taken a liking to inflicting some stupefying amnesia. One might still remember bits and pieces of the past, their name, their family, and common knowledge...or one might forget everything. Either way, the effect only takes place once the room has been exited, and then its poor victims are left to wander the halls in their confusion.]

((ooc: so basically, at some point when walking out of a room, your character is inflicted with amnesia! mingle, tag around, etc.~ Characters who tag into other threads don't have to be affected by the amnesia, only the ones making the thread starters do. Effects last as long as you want.))

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[whiterosefoes]

Ahh, thank you! I was afraid I'd be alone here...

[fluffydeathdealer]

There's a lot of people who live in your dorm, so you don't have to worry about that!

[He smiles brightly at her, starting off towards the dorms.]

Though after you've checked in with them, you might want to go to the nurse. Losing your memory so suddenly is probably a bad thing.

[whiterosefoes]

[She hadn't thought of that. Amnesia apparently included forgetting the causes of amnesia, such as brain damage. Touching on subjects she knew of from common knowledge seems to bring the memories trickling back. Amnesia, nurse, treatment...

But now that she just remembered that, she's going a bit pale. Or, well, paler.]

... As in a school nurse? It'd ... be better to go to an actual hospital, wouldn't it?

[fluffydeathdealer]

It would be better, but we don't have that luxury. There isn't one on the island, and there's no way off of it.

[Wow, she totally forgot everything.]

It's fine! She's patched up serious injuries and stuff before. I can attest to that.

[whiterosefoes]

I see...

[This sounds anything but fine. Serious injuries? She doesn't have anything like that, does she? She's not sure what the nurse can do for her, and apparently they're stuck somewhere. She has a lot of questions about that, but no idea where to begin. Maybe she'd better just let her roommates help her out.]

... By the way, what was your name?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Ah! Sorry! I forgot.

[How could he forget something so simple?]

I'm Ryou Bakura! It's good to meet you. Uhm, again.

[whiterosefoes]

Well, I'm certainly glad I met you, er, Ryou...

[Harriet awkwardly pronounces the name, following him around as she glances around nervously. An island that they can't leave... she can't imagine why she'd be in a place like that. The environment feels stifling all of a sudden, and the blankness of her mind is easily filled with fear. At least the innocent looking boy doesn't seem like he'd try to take advantage of her lack of memories.]

... Before we get there, may I ask...what sort of person am I? I don't know how I should act around my roommates. And these things I'm carrying aren't helping me figure it out.

[the sword looked disturbingly real, and the cards... what are they even? She slips her hand into the box again, idly drawing her Airknight Parshath. Looking at it stirs something within, but she can't pinpoint the feeling. Somehow, it's like the card is looking back at her...

And then suddenly, his deep voice calls out gregariously in her mind.

Lady Harriet! How may I be of assistance?!

She is thoroughly startled, needless to say.]

AHHHH!

[fluffydeathdealer]

Ah-! Are you alright?!

[The answer he was going to give is cut off sharply by her cry and he whirls to look at her, worriedly. The look of shock on her face as she stares at that card makes it pretty clear what startled her. Oops. He should probably have warned her about the cards.

Awkwardly, he reaches out a hand to grasp her by the arm, steadying her.]

It's alright, Vaughn-san! The cards won't hurt you.

[He thinks, anyway. It's probably not safe to check out the cards in this state.]

[whiterosefoes]

Wha- buh-

[Harriet looks between Ryou and the card, his words taking a moment to register. When they do, she pulls her arm back, looking grumpy and embarrassed.]

I! ... I know that. What's it gonna do, give me a papercut?

[She doesn't mean to glare at him, really. But she's assuming he thinks she's crazy. Because to be honest, that's what she thinks.

Inside her head, Parshath is alarmed by her scream and trying to figure out who he needs to cut. It's not helping. At all.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

It could do a lot worse than that.

[He draws in a sigh, looking away. It's going to sound crazy however he puts it. If she hadn't picked up the card, he might have gotten away with never telling her - after all, memories come back eventually, right? Unless she had developed one of those conditions where her memories wiped themselves periodically or something. And it's not like the Rose guys wouldn't explain it to her.]

You're a duelist, Vaughn-san. You... summon monsters from cards to fight for you.

[whiterosefoes]

Oh, is that all.

[It does sound crazy. But on the other hand, he's not the one with voices in his head. ...Presumably. If he's able to rationalize what she's going through, then maybe she'd better let him. And yet, Harriet still feels skeptical.]

Why do I do that? I don't think I want to fight anyone...

[fluffydeathdealer]

You don't need to! ...now, at least.

[He rubs the back of his head awkwardly. What does he even say to this sort of thing?]

I'm not sure I can explain it without sounding like a lunatic.

[whiterosefoes]

Well...

[The woman slumps her shoulders.]

Is it all right if I ignore this guy then? I don't really know how to deal with this.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Now, now... don't look like that. He's a friend of yours, so he's probably worried. Just tell him you're alright, and put the card back in the pack. It should be fine.

[Patting her on the shoulder, he steps back again to give her some space.]

You and your friends... all have them. The cards, I mean.

[whiterosefoes]

The talking card is my friend... [She repeats experimentally, and as expected, it sounds absurd to say it. And yet, now that she has, she feels kinda guilty for her reaction to him.] All right, sorry. I'll just do that.

[Sorry, talking card! I didn't mean it! I'll be fine, so let's talk again after I sort things out. And back in the deck he goes.]

... My friends can help me remember him, right?

[fluffydeathdealer]

I think... there's others, too. Lots of them, in your deck.

[He really hopes she can be reminded. Amnesia sounds kind of terrifying, and it's worrying to see her looking so lost. Ryou nods brightly, resuming the walk towards the dorms.]

I'm sure of it! Your friends seem to be really close, so they'll surely be able to jog your memories on that front.

[whiterosefoes]

Right. And you know them well, so you can prep me on them first? We've got to be close now, right?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Ah, that's right. It'll be awkward if you don't know what to expect, right?

[Pausing, he lifts a hand as he begins to talk, looking thoughtful.]

You live with a lot of people, Vaughn-san. I know some of them, but I wouldn't claim to be good friends with most of them. There's only one other girl, a lady named Eleanor Ravensdale. I think you and she knew one another at home, but I'm not sure. She's a duelist like you.

The rest of your dormmates are all male. It's probably a bit of a pain having so many men in one dorm. Especially since, uh.

[This is going to be really awkward. But he grits his teeth and soldiers on.]

It's going to sound really crazy, so please bear with me. Several of your roommates are from fifteenth century England.

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[whiterosefoes]

Eleanor Ravensdale... [She repeats. It sounds like a very elegant name, but not quite what she expected. Following that train of thought, something pops into her head and she snaps her fingers excitedly.] I call her Elly, right?

[She must remember something about that lady. If she uses a nickname, then they must be good friends.]

[whiterosefoes]

[...But as he continues, even with his awkward handling, that reveal is unbelievable. Fifteenth century? Is he high?! Not that she even knows what year it is now, but anything that has to be defined with 'century' can't be good.]

Er... you wouldn't lie to me, would you?

[fluffydeathdealer]

That's right! She's Elly!

[His smile only grows brighter at that realization - and falters at her question. It's understandable... Of course it sounds crazy. He'd think he was crazy himself. But it would have to come out sooner or later. He does his best to sound normal as he explains it further.]

Even if you don't believe me, please humor me. They'll confirm it for themselves if you ask them.

You and Ravensdale-san were brought back in time to help them during a war, That's where you learnt the power to summon those monsters. That's the reason why you have that sword. But instead of returning to your own home, you ended up here, on the island. And so did your allies.

[...okay allies wasn't quite right for all of them, he's heard enough about it to be sure of that, but going into details will just be more confusing.]

[whiterosefoes]

[Since he's being kind and he did tell her something she vaguely remembers, she'll try to suspend her disbelief and listen carefully. However, by the end of it, she's frowning for a different reason. Even if she tries to understand, she can't. There's too many sticking points.]

But if that's true, then... why would I even want to go back to them? They summoned me? What, like I'm some sort of genie? They sound like pricks!

[fluffydeathdealer]

[That's true... it's kind of awkward to be summoned like a servant and demanded to help. Even if it was necessary, it was pretty insulting. But none of them really seem like the type to be a complete asshole about it.]

Well... I can't say for sure, but... maybe it was because they had the means to send you home, too? Anyway, they're not bad people. Rosenkreuz-san is pretty scary, but everyone else is pretty nice.

[Just kind of weird.]

[whiterosefoes]

Just cause they can undo something like that doesn't mean they have the right to do it in the first place.... [Harriet grumbles.] But, you said they were my allies. That means I must have gone along with them for whatever reason.

[Harriet tries to put herself in her shoes... her own shoes? But it doesn't click. She frets again, hugging herself slightly.]

... I don't understand why I would do that. I must be really different without my memories.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I just mean... if you had any reason at all, it was probably that. You must have had things you didn't want to lose, right? Being trapped in the past would have been a problem for you.

I... guess you wouldn't have had much of a choice.

[Ryou's voice is filled with concern and pity. Being plucked unwillingly from out of your time... that has to be a shocking experience,and a painful one. He pats her on the shoulder, gently.]

You don't really seem all that different to me, but I didn't meet you more than once before this. Sorry. I guess it's a pretty uncomfortable subject to have brought up.