001. Text // Kick it right out of frame - does it matter?

[drydrown]

You know, this may be a slightly inane question, but since apparently I'm being made to deal with the local social media conspiracy firsthand, this is hardly the stupidest thing I'm going to decide to do. At least, as far as the rest of you lot tend to tell it.

So! While we're all here and blundering our way through this holiday season – does anyone have any idea what the ratio is here for "people remembering reasonably normal lives" set against "people whose past lives were apparently some sort of weird genre-fiction mess"? If you want to describe your particular brand of genre-fiction mess, do feel free, but it's not required.

Asking for a friend, obviously. ♡

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[drydrown]

And since I doubt you'd volunteer that last part without at least some desire to share with the class, I suppose I'll bite - what changed your mind, then?

[feistytrader]

I guess I should clarify that we didn't know these memories were supposed to be ours before August. People came up with alternate universe or reincarnation theories, but most people wanted nothing to do with them for obvious reasons.

My memories were bizarre right off the bat, but I never did anything bad enough to have a crisis over. The thing that started to get to me was sort of stupid, actually. I got a handful of memories about combat when all the monsters started showing up. There was an apocalypse outside, and I didn't know a damn thing about anything more than a fistfight, but I could slip into a way more composed mindset like a glove.

[It's probably not going to make sense to this guy, but it's the best way he can think to describe it. The big crazy things are easy to blow off. The smaller, more understandable ones, not so much.]

[drydrown]

[Hm.]

No, I believe I follow to some extent; I can't speak much for the sort of experiences I may or may not have had - because bluntly put, I don't know. But there are certainly emotions attached to places and people that I don't recognize; just subtle things, really. But they're present for some inexplicable reason, and the experience in general is something I've accepted is going to happen.