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the head | the hand ([personal profile] headandhand) wrote in [community profile] dualislogs2019-08-15 09:17 pm

Midnight, not a sound from the pavement

WHO: All residents of Dualis + special guest stars
WHAT: Strap in, kiddos, it’s a ~memshare~
WHERE: In your head. Or, you know. Everywhere you go to escape that.
WHEN: August 15-24
WARNINGS: Don’t forget these if they’re applicable!

It’s been a few months, Dualis, how are you settling in? New arrivals, we know it’s sudden, but we hope you’re making new friends already and settling in well! You’re all gonna fit in juuuust fine around here.

Things have calmed down after the supposed terrorist attacks during the Dualis Days celebration, and there’s still no news about that strange network broadcast. But maybe that’s for the best, right? See, the Head really does have everything under control.

But speaking of heads…

Over the course of these next few days, yours might be feeling a little funny. Maybe you just aren’t quite feeling like yourself. Or there’s an ache that just won’t quite go away. Or maybe you’re perfectly fine! Which is completely optimal, honestly.

Except--that memory you suddenly have. Is that really yours? And what about those fainting spells that seem to come with premonitions...or are you perhaps remembering something you repressed long ago? You’d probably remember something like this, though, wouldn’t you?

It’s perfectly natural to be concerned. However, if you approach your friendly neighborhood MedBot or clinician, they’re going to be pretty stumped. It appears there's nothing really wrong with you, but hey, here's some mild painkillers if you want them. And if you try and consult the Head, all it’ll be able to do is give you it’s most sincere condolences. It seems that there may have been some complications with the transfer process, but these should definitely wear off soon! In the meantime, why not visit your local clinic for a sedative and some painkillers?

Good luck, denizens. Looks like you’re in for a bumpy week or two...

[[As a reminder, these memory shares can happen at any point in time during the span of the event, not just when your characters are sleeping! You're also welcome to have them experience no side effects at all, all the way up to fainting spells and headaches a la Cordelia circa season 2 of Angel. Feel free to reach out to your friendly neighborhood mods if you have any questions!]]
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[personal profile] sociallychallenged 2019-08-22 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
It takes a bit of math to figure out who the memory belonged to, but not too much. Hank is sympathetic, though. He'd struggled to get rid of drugs on Detroit's streets; a battle that he at least made headway in. It wasn't a hub of criminal activity, and far less women were dying in back alleys from overdoses.

A lot less women like Jason's mom.

Drugs had done their damage. The man that nearly beat his android to death for fun was a dealer and user. The doctor responsible for his son's death was too high to perform the necessary surgery. And it seems like drugs had cost this young man his mother.

Hank's not certain of how to show his empathy or compassion about the situation, though. He just knows that he has to. So what does he do? Pizza. Remembering what Jason liked, he orders him a pizza. He doesn't know what room the guy is in, but he remembers his username. That's enough.

un: dpdhank
You hungry? Got you food if you're interested. Fifth floor kitchen.