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?]

Comments

[spitefulvitae]

[Nosferatu are stalkers and creepers, and occasionally observers... so she certainly has the feeling that she's being followed. But alas, every time she turns to try and spot the follower... nothing.

She's about ready to put it from her mind entirely when WHAM in comes the tackle and BOOM down to the sidewalk she goes, with a startled yelp.]

Let me go! LET ME GO!

[And then comes the awkward kicking and flailing.]

[rebelcommunion]

[He laughs, pinning her down kind of effortlessly.]

I thought r-- vampires were strong!

[His tone is of a kid teasing and far too amused with his own bad jokes.

But then he puts his hand on her forehead and bounds away, blowing a raspberry.]

Tag! You're it!

[spitefulvitae]

[She's pinned and she screams, nowhere near the composed creature that she was the last time they did this.]

Stop it! Stop! I-I-I...

[Then there's a grimace and a burst of strength on her part... just in time for him to be bounding up under his own power. Without even thinking about it, she starts to chase him.

She needs answers for this. And he should be taught a lesson!]

Get back here, you goon!

[rebelcommunion]

[He laughs, and laughs, sounding delighted, but not about to let her catch him without a good chase first. And only if she can actually catch him.]

Catch me if you can~

Bet you can't!

[spitefulvitae]

[She's not a speedy vampire, she's a sneaky vampire, but the undead can be astonishingly tireless. He can run, but she's got the blood to burn to keep herself in hot pursuit.]

Bet you I can!

[...and that's... totally not a hint of laughter in her voice, no no...]

[rebelcommunion]

[He continues laughing for quite a while before he has to stop to concentrate on running. He's good at getting into places and slipping through spots that are hard to get through almost effortlessly in spite of his size.]

You'll lose that bet!