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[devilsadvocato]

Heard some friends and family remember a different version of our shared history than I do. Anybody else out there have different memories from people who are close to you?

It's weird! Between us all we have a crap load of photos and videos of events one side or the other doesn't remember. Like a close family friend who was my husband's best man at our wedding- he doesn't remember the wedding but he's there in the photo album. There are gifts that friends don't remember giving. Letters sent to relatives years ago that disappeared because they weren't sent in their memories. Yet all of us have our jobs and our homes from our personal version of history.

Does this mean paradoxes can exist without the universe exploding or something the way it does in sci-fi movies?

Comments

[invocate]

Wait. You got married this summer Mr Nelson?

[not like she was banking on getting invited, but she thought she'd have at least heard about it?!?!]

[devilsadvocato]

A summer. Not the last. Summer 2012.

[She must not have googled his name + marriage.]

[invocate]

[Why would she do that? You don't Google your old English teacher...]

2012?!

Then why did you call him your boyfriend when we talked in May?

[because of what he talked about in this post, Li-Na]

[devilsadvocato]

I don't remember that conversation? Sorry! Maybe you have the wrong Nelson. Or this is exactly what I was talking about.

[invocate]

I asked you for advice, because I'd kissed a friend of mine under unusual circumstances, and I was worried she'd be upset. And you told me about your boyfriend and how you met. Only, you were my English teacher and not a music producer.

[see, now she goggles him]

[devilsadvocato]

[Search results give her a profile on a celebrity website, album and song info, and articles several years old. He hasn't been in the spotlight much since the wedding. There are photos of him with the husband if she's curious.]

Hold on this sounds familiar. I had dreams about being a teacher over the summer. Then that family friend said I WAS one. Sorry I don't remember it the same. Hope I taught you well!

[invocate]

[Of course she's curious. Oh look, it's the cute guy who came to the school musical.]

You did. You were a great teacher. You really helped me a lot.

[She is really not sure how she feels about all of this, but at the sametime....]

Congratulations Mr. Nelson. I'm really happy you two go married.

[devilsadvocato]

There's a paradox. Bet you have old homework or something saved on your computer.

Thanks. We're past the newly wed stage and into the father stage. Did you know who I was dating then? [You seem to be invested in this to some extent.]

[invocate]

Yeah. I do. I have tests you graded.

I knew you were dating someone. I found out who the next month when you helped me with the fashion show.

[so very quietly invested]

[breakingvoice]

my own memories contradict each other, if that counts.

[devilsadvocato]

As in your memories from this life? Then yeah if Retrospec is to blame that sounds like the same kind of problem. But how does that work? When did you notice it?

[breakingvoice]

my memories from the person i'm turning into. and i noticed it first when she was killed in two different places and two different ways by two different people.

the other people i know getting memories like mine back only remember one of them.

2/2 surprise sorry

[breakingvoice]

oh!!! i'm sorry, i just actually realized what you were asking.

um. i'm the one who remembers people differently in a lot of cases.

[devilsadvocato]

That's wild though. You had this kind of problem in your previous life too? Some sort of time travel thing or magic visions?

Most of your friends? It's harder than I imagined when you find out they don't match up.

[breakingvoice]

i still don't know what caused it for Two. i don't know if i ever will? i mean, never say never, i guess.

it's strange. some of them remember it being weird with me. some of them think i'm the weird one. i don't have too clear of a memory of what happened over the summer either way and i don't think i like it. i don't like that all these things happened that i can't remember. i'm only 21, i should have a better memory than that.

[nachetanya]

No they have to be able to do that! I know I've been all over the place since June or so!

[devilsadvocato]

You mean those weird dreams that feel kinda real from the summer? I forgot most of mine.

[nachetanya]

Mmmhm! That's the one. I've forgotten too, but I'm pretty sure that my memories about how the family tree lines up took a while to stop being confused.

[maidofmistakes]

Yeah, a couple months ago. Mr. Tsushima and a few other people remember a whole other me, who was a foster kid and didn't have a sister.

[devilsadvocato]

Family members were different for you too? My family is the same but my in-laws are a different story. Supposedly my nieces and nephews still existed but they weren't siblings and their dad didn't even exist. How do people jump families between timelines?

[maidofmistakes]

I guess it's like whoever at Retrospec controls new lives or whatever hit the randomizer button. If they have that. I don't know.

[devilsadvocato]

It sure feels like it. I thought people would only disappear because something prevented their birth in whatever timeline like that movie Return to the Future when the protag is trying to get his parents together so he and his siblings still exist. This is more like a reality tv show where people swap lives and hang out with a different family.

[maidofmistakes]

Yeah. I think I'm happier this way, but sometimes I wonder. I mean, do you think that's what this whole thing is about? Or what if there were a whole other world with another Recollé, where things were the same as always?

[devilsadvocato]

Like different dimensions? Like this situation needs to get any more complicated.
Seriously hoping Retrospec has zero control over the specifics. Messed up how this has messed with our lives. Even worse if they can pick and choose the set up.

[maidofmistakes]

Yeah... I don't think they can, though. Wouldn't they have undone the killer's life, then? Made him someone else?

[devilsadvocato]

Maybe? If his way of killing was something he gets back from his previous life it would be a matter of how likely he is to kill in another life right?

[maidofmistakes]

Yeah. Oh, man... I guess timelines are pretty fragile things, too. I just remembered something about that.

[megatechbody]

I've suspected the same thing, but with everything going on, I haven't had the chance to investigate.

[Of all the weddings she assumed she was going to attend, she never thought Matthew Murdock's would be one she couldn't remember.
It was nebulous, hazy around the edges and it shouldn't have been.]

[devilsadvocato]

What do you remember? Am I a producer or a teacher? Do you remember the wedding? You were there.

[megatechbody]

You're a producer and I remember the wedding.

There are case studies about how notoriously unreliable memories are, but I can't help but feeling creeped out.

How are you holding up?

[devilsadvocato]

One less person to fill in! Excellent!
This isn't the type of stuff people just forget with time. I don't remember the exact design of the dresses my sisters wore that day but I remember the important details of that day.
Now I can talk to a kid who was my student apparently and I don't know anything about them.

I'm counting my blessings. Matt is taking the mismatched memories with Tatsuo hard.