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003 - Memories of a False History
Memories of a False History
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The Sound of All Things Bad
The sound comes without warning. What the sound is cannot quite be made out - it is at once artificial and natural, bestial and mechanical, rumbling and roaring and crunching, shattering and crashing and screaming. Everything about it feels like a threat, warning of danger. The cacophony of noise reaches throughout the entire Void, loud and inescapable, the mangling and clashing of different sounds leaving each individual with a different idea of what it could possibly have been. It sounds different to everyone, each person able to pick out a part of the sound that ties to their own fears.
What if...?
How long the sound lasts would depend on how the individual perceives time. It might last for seconds, or it might last for minutes, but once it stops it does not repeat. Where it came from or what it is does not become the slightest bit clearer, and people are left to only speculate.
Disaster
No one can quite be sure what has prompted them to remember that day. It might have been that noise of approaching doom, or perhaps it is seeing the crumbling ruins of Hammerlocke itself. Once a stray memory surfaces, it is easy enough to look into the details and recall in full the vivid memory of Hammerlocke’s destruction - the ‘truth’ of what caused the mountainside city to crumble into ruins, as so many have wondered since their first appearance. Though the memory is clear and detailed, vivid enough to have been witnessed in person, it is out of place and does not belong, and anyone who can recall the events knows it.
Attempting to discuss the matter will soon reveal that while others recall the event with similar clarity, the details vary from person to person. Over time, their own memory changes and adapts, occasionally changing to something new entirely, yet the original is never completely forgotten. Memory is a strange and fickle thing, so easy to influence and manipulate, that the truth is difficult to find.
While memories differ from person to person, there are three particular tales that recur:
From the Sky
Though the sky above did not change from its paper-like blank white, the land grew darker and darker as though cast in shadow. The source of the shadow was clear: above, slowly descending towards the wings of the castle, was... something. Something immense, yet shrouded in crackling storm clouds.
As it continued to grow closer and closer, something in the clouds began to swell. It grew larger and larger, an electric hum of energy in the air, until with a resounding crack it burst and a great shadowy beast fell to the ground, landing with such force that the resulting shockwave shook the earth and tore through the stone buildings, causing so much of the city to tumble in an instant. It moves, and it screeches, raising its head up as the great storm above continues to swell and crackle.
This would not be the only beast.
(Based upon: Meteor, the Lunar Cry, and the Darkest Day)
The Battlefield
It was never clear why the fighting eventually made its way to this defenseless city, but it came without warning. The chaos was heralded only by explosions as the city walls were blasted through by tanks that had somehow made their way along the treacherous and narrow mountain path that simply was not meant for such heavy machines. The thundering explosions and the collapse of buildings could surely be heard for miles, and people and animals alike were quick to flee.
Though they reached Hammerlocke first, the tanks seemed like nothing compared to the enemy. The enormous shadowy monstrosity that swooped in from the sky seemed to be made from far more advanced technology. Even just the one towering machine, as large as the castle falling to ruins beneath its feet as it lands, proves deadly as it fires upon the approaching tanks, blasting them all to pieces within an instant before turning fire on whichever buildings remain standing.
(Based upon: Tanks, and Reapers)
The Mysterious StormMisplaced Memories
There had been no way to predict the change in the weather, never mind how destructive it would prove. One moment, everything had been still and quiet, and the next the city was assailed by howling, violent winds and freezing, glittering snow and ice. Though the city was built of stone and had stood the test of time for centuries, it could not stand against these combined forces. The only shelter was underground, for the furious storm was so powerful it could rip through earth, lift up and fling any object in its path with devastating force, shattering windows and toppling buildings.
Propelled by such force, the ice and hail proved destructive in its own right. As the storm froze everything in its path, the hailstones became like bullets and great chunks of ice became missiles. By the time the winds began to grow calm, there was little left standing.
Something about the storm seemed somehow unnatural, but where it came from was anyone’s guess. Some, however, may have spied a vague figure through the tempest, of unclear appearance but its presence somehow threatening.
(Based upon: Weather, El shortage, and Diamond Dust)
Worries about whatever disaster must have befallen the ruined city of Hammerlocke aside, people quickly become aware that memories of the disaster are not the only invasive, foreign memories. How the other memories come to them seems, on the surface, to be very similar: a connected thought occurs, and upon realizing the memory is not theirs, people are compelled to think more about it until the memory is uncovered in full detail. Unlike the memory of the disaster, however, this one quite clearly belongs to someone else. Someone who is here.
On puzzling this out, some might find they have more than one stray memory sitting in their minds. More importantly, however, is the feeling that something from their own memory is missing, and whatever memory is missing feels like it is something important. It could just be their own phone number, or it could be their name, or the face of whoever is most important to them. It could be something small, it could be something big, but all people know is that it’s something important and it’s gone.
There is no clear, immediate answer as to what people can do about their lost memories. With regards to their new memories, however, the path might seem a tiny bit clearer, for surely it seems a bit unfair that they can see into someone’s past in such a manner without their knowing. Perhaps it’s best to talk to them about it?
Although the lost memory is not always the same as the ones borrowed, taking the memory back to its source and prompting them to discuss and think about it proves a great help - as they talk, the invasive memory leaves, a lost memory is restored, and those who succeed are able to tell others the solution.
While the invasive memory is gone, people can still recall having it, and can still recall the details, but they will no longer remember it from the other’s point of view. Perhaps it might change how they see each other from now on?
legion
<< unsportsmanlike conduct
[ While Cloud has questions about the visions he has seen of Legion, he appears to be more concerned about what his robot buddy might have seen in exchange. There's no rule that says when one experiences a person's memory, then that person will experience yours, too... but Cloud can recognise a pattern when he sees one. So, it's safe to assume that Legion has peered into Cloud's closely guarded past, which already puts him on edge by the time he approaches Legion. ]
You saw something, didn't you?
[ The question is what, though? Cloud needs to know what Legion knows about him. ]
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The resulting ban was unexpected.)
(Cloud's memory is far less humorous and benign. Legion does not, precisely, have anything resembling a parent: Geth are not produced via the same methods as organics. But the Geth saw the demise of many creators who defended them in the morning war, and the scenario is thus not totally unfamiliar to them.
The Geth were blamed for the loss of billions of Creator lives, but the truth is that most of them had been destroyed by their own. Perhaps the refusal to acknowledge that feels a little bit to them like Sephiroth's mockery.
They are uncertain of Strife-Cloud's location--they do not find him in his apartment when they go search, and it is somewhat of a surprise when he finds them and approaches. Still, they seem as calm as ever when they turn to look at him.)
Yes.
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[ So he was right. Not that he wanted to be correct about his hunch, not this time. ]
Those are my memories! What did you see anyway?!
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(Parent. The word they actually mean is parent. But there's not much difference between the two, in Legion's eye.)
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He'd be angrier if he didn't know that Legion is a friendly lifeform. ]
...We don't call them creators. Don't say that.
That was my mother.
[ And it's not the only thing Sephiroth took away from him or many others. ]
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(To them, it's one in the same. But they will refer to her as his mother.)
He mocked you over her death.
(Among other things, but that's the bit that sticks out to them the most.)
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...Have you ever experienced something like that? The loss and the anger?
[ Probably not, he assumes. ]
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They should not be surprised that Strife-Cloud is unaware: they have not spoken to him of their people or their past.)
Our Creators warred among themselves about whether to destroy us. Those that tried to defend Geth were killed, and the Quarian-creator descendants have erased them from history, placing all blame for Quarian deaths solely on the Geth.
(Better reexamine your assumptions Cloud.)
Now the Geth are destroyed--our allies betrayed us and allowed the Quarians to destroy them, then destroyed us when we fought to prevent this.
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[ Cloud will never fully understand the context of this very long war that the Geth have fought, but Legion has made it very clear that these so-called Quarians are the enemies.
Not quite the same as his history with Sephiroth, no... if anything he would most likely equate them to Shinra. ]
Do you hate these Quarians? Or your allies for betraying you?
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(They know this, because they have encountered allies since then, though they were not from the same timeline.
They've never hated their creators.)
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[ Cloud has nothing but hate and anger towards the man who betrayed him, sometimes to his own detriment. In all honesty, he'd be better off if he learned how to let things go the way Legion is, but that's not going to happen anytime soon.
Not with Sephiroth here, too... ]
I got one more question for you, if you don't mind.
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Their perspective is not the same.)
Organic society as a whole has treated us and our people poorly: does this mean we should hate organics?
(There are too many individuals they love to harbor that resentment. Even with just the Quarians, there are too many individuals the Geth have loved throughout history to just hate the whole species. Where would hate even get them? They'd just be be more alone.)
State inquiry.
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[ He shrugs, knowing that quite a few would blame them anyway... but Legion would certainly be in their right to retaliate.
As for the inquiry... ]
...
What's "teabagging"?
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(As do so many others undeserving of their hate.
Would Strife-Cloud still think them blameless if it were his friends they treated with such loathing?
One could also argue that the current generation of Quarians, who were only the descendants of those who originally tried to destroy the Geth but who suffered plague and persecution and poverty for the actions of their long dead ancestors, were blameless in their hate.
But that is irrelevant: Strife-Cloud has asked a question, and now they know what memory he has recieved.)
"Teabagging" is the act of placing one's scrotum on another person's head or mouth. It is commonly mimed in videogames by crouching up and down over fallen players as a form of taunt.
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That's teabagging?!? ]
You gotta be kidding me. That's the stupidest thing I ever heard! If I put my junk in someone's face, wouldn't I look dumb, too?
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Association of sexual acts with dominance appears to be common among organics.