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.))

Comments

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

Seriously?

[No wonder you suck at it...]

That's... quite the hobby.

[obeytherod]

Sometimes it's interesting. You know I grew up in a tomb. I had to pick up everything I know about the outside world by observation, and reading...

Besides, it's good to be familiar with those around you. You never know who might turn their back on you, or prove to be useful--oh! The pancakes are done.

[Malik dumps two more pancakes onto his plate, and the third onto Bakura's. His last batch of batter is up and in the pan a few seconds later.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

I agree... People's usefulness isn't always evident without observation.

[Thoughtfully, he tucked into the new pancake, wolfing it down.]

You'd make a good DM.

[obeytherod]

[Malik digs into his own food a bit before answering. He nearly finishes both his pancakes before he gets around to it.]

DM? Oh, right. A Dark Master. Keh heh, well that's why I wanted to play Monster World. We should still do that sometime...

[fluffydeathdealer]

I'd be game. I miss playing games regularly.

[obeytherod]

Hmm...then how about a game between me, you, Ryou, and Harriet?

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hoh? I'm game, but how do you plan to make up for the fact that Ryou and I share a body?

[obeytherod]

What, you two can't learn to take turns? [He teases, but then puts some serious thought into it.]

You can stay on me.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...what? You trust me not to cheat?

I could help you, you know.

[obeytherod]

That was my plan! After all, we're partners~

[He leans a bit over the table, and closer to Bakura.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Hoh? Interesting! Do you have a plan already?

[He grins curiously, leaning closer in a conspiratorial manner.]

[obeytherod]

Yeah--shit! [His pancakes are burninggg!

Malik gets up and quickly flips them over, but the damage has been done. One side is blackened.]

... [He doesn't even realize he's pouting angrily at a set of pancakes right now.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

...

[A low chuckle echoes from his lips.]

I don't think the pancakes are going to cower under the force of your glare.

[obeytherod]

[He totally wasn't glaring! Even though Malik made a point to stop right after it was pointed out.]

Feh, well I hope you like them burnt.

[Malik scoops up the final three pancakes and plops them onto Bakura's plate.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

It's fine. It won't be as good as the ones you made before, but it'll be fine.

[Scraping off most of the blackened bits, he chomps down on the rest.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik ate three himself, so he was full, but he was surprised at how much Bakura could eat, even now. For now he'll just "people watch" from across the table, his thoughts wandering elsewhere. To escape, to Monster World, to sex, to revenge, and finally...to his family.

Good things come to those who wait, as they say. How irritating. Hasn't he waited long enough?]