encryptedlock: (don't think so pal)
Freelancer York ([personal profile] encryptedlock) wrote in [community profile] paradisalogs 2012-12-10 05:10 am (UTC)

It was...oh, a couple years ago now. The castle for some reason stopped pulling people in or sending anyone home for a couple of weeks, which was pretty weird to begin with. And then it kept heaping us with gifts, trying to make us feel like this was a place we could be comfortable with forever.

And then about six weeks into it, nearly half of us woke up and just moved into town, thinking we'd always lived there. Acting like our real homes weren't important to us. Forgetting who we really were and becoming the kind of faceless people you see in the town now.

[Yep, York had been one of the affected ones.]

Everyone else freaked out, did everything they could think of to bring us back to ourselves. Some of us got dragged to the Dead Zone, and there we remembered everything - but if we entered the powered zone again, whatever it was would come right back. Nobody knew what to do.

...And then Moonbay, old friend of mine, fired a rocket at a castle tower in frustration. Every bit they tore down, someone else would start to regain their personality. By nightfall, with everyone's combined powered, it was just a pile of rubble and everyone was back to normal.

And then at exactly midnight, everything "reset" itself to how it had been two weeks before. We were in the same place we had been that night, all our rooms were restored to normal, and it hasn't tried anything like that since.

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