COLLAPSE THE WAVE MEME

[rampantfantasy]

Collapse the Waveform Meme

A meme for characters CRAU'd to heck and back.



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How many times now have you used that journal? How many places have you played that character?

How many friends, lovers, families have they found?

Well, here's some headache-inducing news: Ultimately, they're all the same person.

And now, the wave form has collapsed, and they actually are the same person. All of those memories, plus any new abilities and scars, smashing down into a single soul, a single incarnation.

On the bright side, at least whatever universe this is, you're not alone in it. On the less bright side, good luck navigating your relationships now.

Any CRAU character can respond to this meme, though of course, it's more interesting for characters who have been to at least two games. Meet your old friends, your new friends... Your friends' friends? Whatever. Consider noting down not only what games your characters have been to, but if you're open to three-people threads, for extra juggling-of-memories fun!

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[serrata]

[ The laugh he gets in return is sickly and weak and Yuuri doesn't immediately respond. She hangs her head again for a moment. It's easier when she's not trying to focus on anything other than the clashing reactions in her head. It's like having double vision and she has to close her eyes for a second before she can work out what to do.

Yuuri doesn't really want anything to do with him, nor can she bring herself to accept any comfort. But Clarita, practically bubbling over with earnest sincerity and affection, won't allow her to just be rude.

So finally, she reaches out and takes his hand. Only loosely, like she doesn't really want to be holding it at all but it helps to have something real and solid to center her attention on. ]

... There's so much of it. I can barely even think. Is... is this what it's like all the time for you and...?

[founderinglight]

[He squeezes her hand once, gently, but doesn't push her any further. Just something, someone, solid to hold onto.

It helps. He knows how much it helps.]

Mine not so much as his, I think. There's less in there, even if not all of mine is my own. Though... Not as much now, but I suppose I have more practice in tuning it out.

[Thinking about it makes his hand itch for a pen, to try and draw out - something, some of these impressions.]

Pick one and focus, that seems to help.

[serrata]

... I don't know which one.

[ She sounds so wretched and she hates it. ]

There's so many of them. And I... I'm sure I'm Yuuri. But even then, there's so much and even when I try and focus, the rest of them just start peeking through anyway.

[ Because even as she's saying I'm Yuuri there's still Clarita in the back of her head, railing against the mistrust the rest of her feels for this man. She needs one that's neither but she doesn't know how to choose. ]

[founderinglight]

Start simple, then. What is it you want?

[From him, from anything. He leaves it open-ended for her to decide.]

[serrata]

I'd like my head to stop hurting, for one.

[ There. That sounded a bit less shaky. A bit more like herself. Whatever like herself means in a mixed-up place like this. ]

I need... I need something that won't make it feel like my head's trying to tear itself in two whenever I look at you. Just...

[ She bows her head again and lifts up a hand. ]

J--just for a second, don't talk to me. Okay? Not until I say you can.