Memory Corrupt General Log

[ourlittlehelpers]

Who: Everyone
What: Memory Corrupt Event
When: Friday, June 1st to Tuesday, June 5th
Warnings: Please put any and all warnings in subject headers.

[It's strange. You can't quite put your finger on it, but there's something different about today. Not only might you feel different but your families, your friends, practically everything is different.

Can you remember a moment more peculiar than this? Actually...

What do you remember?]

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[then_there_were_none]

[Welp, that's enough to send her into fits of terror and try to hide under her wings and whimper.

...which just makes her look like a lump of bat wings surrounding a not!vampire as opposed to a not!vampire proper huddled in the flowerbed.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ That whimpering seals the deal. Meiling makes a beeline for that cover. She has no qualms in using her arms to part the plants, and doesn't care if they get a little wrecked. It's not like she's a gardener!

...except she put these down, didn't she? Who even knows. This whole place is confusing. ] There you are.

[ Frowning a bit, she cocks her head to the side. ] Why are you hiding?

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre quivers at the sound of that approach--and then stops, when she hears that voice.

She pulls a bit of her wing back to peek timidly up at Meiling.]

It's...scary, outside. And they won't let me go back in the house.

[not_so_great_wall]

...should I break the door? [ She looked back over her shoulder. Seemed like a good, clean strategy. ]

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre seriously considers this!

But in the end--]

Can I just...go with you? I don't like them very much, anyway...

[Also they're scary.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ But... but... MEILING SMASH.

Okay fine. But Flandre's being picked up in a less-then-gentle fashion. ] We'll go.

Hungry? There are many birds.

[then_there_were_none]

[That just makes her squeak again as she's jostled around, but Flandre recovers this time! She seems to have woken up out of her frozen state now.]

...birds?

[She seems bewildered.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ A nod. ] Mm. They're small. [ They probably don't satisfy someone like Meiling. ] But you're small, too.

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre still doesn't really understand the implications here, so instead she states the obvious.]

I am.

[She's starting to sound a bit more confident, now. Nothing bad had happened, and now that she was actually in Meiling's arms, this was comfortable. Her wings still tickled strangely whenever a little breeze kicked up, but otherwise...this wasn't so bad.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ The way she cradles Flandre is a little less friendly cuddling and more the overbearing sort. She looks around, as if someone giving her the wrong look would spell the end of their life. ] Un. We'll go. Find something for you. [ Which means it's time to take off. You know where there might be birds? The park! ... grr, except that means people doesn't it? ]

[then_there_were_none]

[Flandre squeaks again when they lift off of the ground, clinging tightly to one of Meiling's shoulders with her free hand. Not that Meiling would drop her; Flandre couldn't wiggle out of her grip if she tried, and she most certainly wasn't now. She was trying very hard not to look down at the ground.

...though she did sneak a peek here and there.

Rather than fluttering and trying to fly, her wings stayed pretty solidly furled on her back as well.]

Are we going back to your house, Meiling?

[not_so_great_wall]

House is empty. [ She said in a satisfied tone. ]

You stay, and I will hunt.

[then_there_were_none]

[...odd, what was that in Meiling's voice just now?]

Okay, Meiling.

[Well, it probably wasn't very important. Flandre just rests her head on Meiling's shoulder instead.]

[not_so_great_wall]

[ That rule about "no entering through windows"? Fuck that rule. It's obvious by the way the bedroom window hangs that it's exactly where she had exited before. Meiling hovers up to it and sets Flandre down inside. ]

Wait. Will be quick.

[ Since she happens to know where some chickens are kept... ]