MEMORY SHARE: 12 OF BEETROOT EVENT (May)

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JEMA'GRETHY MEMORY SHARE

The caves of Jema'grethy will allow for a few different ways for memories to be interacted with. But for most, such as those entering in bonds, it will be seen like a vision in their head, putting them in the position and perspective of whose memory it is.

For people sharing bond memories, and also memories being shared while moving through the Memory Cave, this is the spot to place said memories! It's not necessary if you'd like to write it during the thread, but hopefully convenient for others. Just make a toplevel with your character's name in the header, and remember to include any content warnings thereafter for each memory, as applicable!

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A Frog in the Hand is Worth a Thousand Words

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The first thing Wash will probably notice about this memory is how abruptly dark it is. Not a single spark of light can be seen, even if Wash tries anything- turning on a flashlight, casting a fireball, blinking really hard, whatever- to alleviate it.

A few other things filter in almost as quickly, though. The gentle sounds of a creek and the happy shrieking of a child playing around in it. The smell of the water and of trees. Patches of warmth, as if there’s a sun overhead being filtered by the leaves.

A voice calls out:

“Slow down, or you’ll slip.”

* * *

A child’s voice calls out: “It keeps jumping away!”

“It’s a frog, love,” says Rezo, “They do that.”

“Well it needs to stop-” the child continues, splashing indignantly, “So I can catch it!”

“While your logic is irrefutable, I don’t want you to injure yourself.”

“I won’t- Get back here!”

There is more splashing, and childish shrieking. Underneath it, Wash will be able to hear the sound of Rezo quietly chuckling.

Presently, Rezo calls out: “What do you even intend to do with the poor thing once you’ve captured it?”

“Uhhhh- take it home, I guess!”

“Well we can’t do that. A house isn’t a suitable habitat for frogs.”

“What’s habitat mean?” The splashing about stops as the child takes a moment to ponder. “And what’s irrefutable?”

“Irrefutable. That which cannot be denied, something that is clearly true. As for habitat,” a brief hesitation as Rezo decides how to put it, “It’s a word that refers to the environment in which something lives. All creatures have their own ideal set of living conditions.”

“Oh.”

“Perhaps you could name a few ways in which this creek is a suitable habitat for that frog?”

“Ummm… Because it’s wet?”

“Correct. What else?”

“Um. And there’s bugs and things for it to eat. And lots of space to jump around.”

“Very good. Now, a house for humans is meant to be dry and warm, and generally one prefers to keep the presence of bugs to-”

There is a great big, very loud splash, and the child screams:

“I GOT IT!”

Tiny feet patter rapidly through the rocky creek and across the grass, and an enormous, slimy, cold frog is shoved into Rezo’s hands- and the sensory memory is strong enough that Wash will probably feel an echo of it, as if this kid is shoving the frog in Wash’s hands as well.

Wash will hear Rezo yelp. Then the light rushes back in as the memory ends.