ain't no time for moping when we're working and we're coping

[isawallflower]

[ Here we are, another meeting! Noon comes fast (sorry to the stake-out folks!) and Riley's got everything...well, there's not much to set up besides food and drink (no Mountain Dew this time) but she has a clipboard and a cheery attitude, nevertheless. Hosting Mode is on. ]

Welcome, everyone~! I know we've all been looking around into...everything. So! I thought it would be important to share anything we've found with the group, so we can all put our heads together, to try and. Solve this whole thing!

[ #NailedIt ]

Let's try and keep this civil and relaxed, okay?

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[madgiganticfeelings]

So uh, I don't have... much to report, right now. I'm really sorry... I've been trying to figure out how to make something to help with, uh, Jeremy.

[A glance over in that direction because why is he drunk]

I did find out from one of my memories that what's... in him, is in me. Just turned off. So if anyone's found out anything about that, I think I should know.

[She's not really. Sure she should be asking for information when she has so little to give, so she eventually mumbles a "sorry" and returns to listening carefully.]

[37773972]

[


oh god he doesn't want to have to feed you alcohol too]

'Turned off'?

[madgiganticfeelings]

Y-Yeah. I mean, I think so, at least? In my memory, I say I remember how it 'felt,' and Jeremy asked what mine looked like. Which was Ruth Bader Ginsburg. And in my pamphlet, that matches the information in my trivia section. It says deactivated, and I'm not... really feeling off like him?

[A little nervous look at Stephen.]

Uh, unless I've just been possessed and didn't notice it? Have you seen me doing anything weird?

[Christine, everything you do is weird.]

[37773972]

[He's silent for a moment, then pulls out a sprite bottle filled with...something that isn't sprite. He tosses it towards Christine]

Take a mouthful of that.

[Honestly, he wants to see if she'll do so willingly. That'll be the answer.]

[madgiganticfeelings]

[Christine frowns at the bottle suspiciously, and takes the lid off to give it a sniff.]

This is wine, isn't it? Whyyyyy am I supposed to get drunk too?

[37773972]

Because if you do have one that's active, it'll shut it off. [He's watching her intently]

[isawallflower]

[ Memories this, memories that. Riley's carefully placed Meeting Smile falters. ]

How- why is everyone just...assuming we've forgotten things? This isn't... It's just as likely that we're having you know. Dreams.

[madgiganticfeelings]

The information matches what was in the program, Riley. I didn't believe it before, but my whole conversation makes sense if I take that line in the program about me as truth.

[But she's trying not to think too much about it because if she does she's gonna have to think about how the conversation ended and oh boy she's going to blush.]

[isawallflower]

The programs aren't always telling the truth. What about Mephisto's? That wasn't true!

[madgiganticfeelings]

I-I don't know, Riley! Maybe mine's true because I'm not a demon in disguise! And because I'm pretty sure I wouldn't just randomly dream about kissing-

[She throws her hands over her own mouth.]

[isawallflower]

[ CHRISTINE...... ]

P- dreams about kissing people are... They're common! Sort of...

[ okay now it's her turn to look embarrassed ]

[37773972]

Did it feel like a dream, Riley?

[isawallflower]

Yes. Yes, it did.

[ She's firm, but she doesn't meet his eye. ]

[37773972]

Then it might have been a dream for you. [His voice is gentle] Mine was too vivid for that.

[isawallflower]

[ Her hands are tight on the edge of her clipboard. ]

Okay. Maybe...it was more, for...some people.

[justmeheere]

Oh! The back-ups. [He's here to be helpful (?) again.] I have memory back-ups. They're real. Or at least. Mine are. Was? Is.

[isawallflower]

You have back-ups? [ internal screaming ] Is that...a SQUIP thing?

[justmeheere]

Yes? They, uh. It's 'cause the. Eye-dee-kay man, I just know it told me what, uh. What it knows. But not everything. It's full of secrets.

[isawallflower]

That thing didn't forget anything... But- but you forgot things? You're sure...?

[likemypicture]

It... It feels too real. Too smooth-- when I woke here, I had just been on stage, greeting the audience.

Then-- I remembered the next song. If it were a dream, the lyrics wouldn't have made sense, and there would have been more men on stage. Maybe a dog or three-- and Katherine Parr would have been wearing a very ugly hat.

[isawallflower]

[ That's...a lot of people for memory trouble, huh? ]

Well. Mine was definitely a dream. I'm sure it was just a bad dream.

[likemypicture]

[.....Big doubt.

But Anne doesn't want to make Riley feel bad, or be the big bad that tries to argue otherwise, so she nods.]

Perhaps mine was too-- and I've just become a talented dream song-writer! It wouldn't be the strangest thing in my life.

[holyspit]

Yeah, it's just. Weird dreams about home. Cause we're stressed and worried about stuff, right?

[isawallflower]

Exactly! Steven, you get it!

[ #DenialSquad ]

[holyspit]

Right? I mean- even if we all did forget a bunch of stuff somehow, why would we all just start remembering it now?