You awake for the first time. You try to recall what has brought you here, but nothing comes to mind. You see others around you, also waking up for the first time. Confused, you sit up as a voice echoes all around you.

 

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Boys and Girls,

Welcome to the Amnesia Games!

You have been allowed to remember three things

Your name

Your goal in life

And your skills in combat

And some of you don't even have one of those!

I have brought you here

From all over the omniverse

You each have an interesting story

But none of you know it

Because I have taken your memories

And the only way to get them back

Is to play my little game

So have fun

I'll be in touch

 

And the voice goes silent.

 

Mission 1: Interact with each other! Find out everybody else's name. One memory will go to each group at the end of the mission.

 

Renton 'Ren' Kisaragi, Neena Mors, Switch, and Noah Himitsu awake in a dense forest.

 

Walter Evergreen, Joshua Akira, Dom Locke, and Bronshu Wes awake near a bubbling spring in a flower meadow.

 

Morgan Etiam Vinctum, Mes Orem, Wolf, and Rexon Wrexx awake in a desert, sand blowing and sun shining.

 

Sylar awakes at a snow-covered mountaintop, all alone.

"In hindsight," Noah began to Neena, "My past wasn't as miserable as I might have made it out to be. Most people I knew well and actually cared about are fine. It wasn't miserable, but just by being...myself...." Noah's eyes drifted off a bit, though, hardly noticeable in the darkness, "I guess I'm just miserable now and not then. Regardless, I do hope that you have your own happy ending, too." He looked off to the mountain, monolithic yet mysterious. What lied there was unknown, just as everything else."If you refuse to get it over and done with, I shall," Morgan stated bluntly. She slashed down at the fallen Bronshu in a dash to Robert. His lower and mid body seemed to be much more focused on density shifts, but there were, of course, parts of him that would hurt despite almost anything. She feigned a downward slash again, but brought her foot into a sweep and slashed upwards, if successful, a slash from his upper chest to his face.Taking advantage of Sylar going past the barrier, Lira had taken the time to leave unnoticed, flying off as Joshua still made his decision. Going back to where Isaac, Blank, and the others were, Lira's work in that group was merely set aside for later. Much more was planned, but she had to get to know the others as well.

Edited April 2, 201411 yr by CloakedSchemerX

Robert was able to become intangible in time for the blade to pass through most of his body, but not before it hit his chest, causing a shallow cut at his sternum that, although not serious, still stung pretty badly. "I see you're not one for mercy. Good to know." Robert said through gritted teeth. He didn't know if he could win this fight, but he refused to give up. He swiftly increased his density back to normal, once again hardened his bamboo rods, and fainted a swing at Morgan with both rods, before kicking her in the shin, and then striking her in the head.

 

As Blank sat on the couch watching Sylar "recruit" Joshua, he couldn't' tell what bothered him the most, that Sylar had forced Joshua onto their team, that two of his team mates plotted this without letting him know, or that either of these rather petty things bothered him at all. He was an android after all, so why was he feeling uncomfortable about any of this at all? He wasn't even supposed to feel in the first place, or so he thought. He then looked at his now repaired leg. "Good as new." he said, and stopped working on it.

"Far more merciful than either of us are letting on," Morgan whispered, smirking, "But we're in certain circumstances, yes?" She easily anticipated the feigned blow, as she had been doing those sucker-punches, herself. She took the kick but deflected the strike at her head with her blade. Girding through the pain, she grit her teeth as well. "We seem to be of overly similar battle strategies. I'll change it up a bit. Will you?" Rather than waiting to counter or guard, Morgan took the offensive. She clenched tightly onto her blade, swinging and thrusting in a swift flurry, striking at Robert from his upper, lower, and mid-body what seemed almost randomly.

"If you insist!" Robert replied, and once again turned intangible. This time, however, he jumped right through Morgan, redencified, and hit her square in the back with both rods.

Morgan winced even as Robert was completely intangible. She stepped back and brought up her blade in defense. Robert became tangible again, right over her blade as it was through him. Still, his strikes were successful, and she staggered ahead, falling to one knee, but standing back up, seeing him impaled.

(Man Schemer, that was brutal. Clever, but brutal. I think that's a fitting end to the fight.)

 

Robert dropped his weapons and fell to his knees, one hand clutching the hilt of the blade that had just impaled him. He was overcome with pain, and his vision was getting blurry. He could barely think about anything other than the pain. "Well then... I guess you win." Robert somehow spat out. "If you're planning on killing me... just get it over with."

(Well. I planned something else for Bronshu, but you can't win every fight.  )

 

Bronshu let out a "Huhwa?" after Morgan attacked him.  He face-plants on the ground, completely immobilized.  Blinking,  he thinks:  That was quick.  This lady doesn't waist time, huh?

(Sorry, Ultimus )Morgan took several deep breaths but soon regained her composure. She was unable to come out unscathed in this battle, but she was able to win against two enemies who were willing to use their unnatural abilities. Morgan gave a quick smirk, but it faded. "If I have won, I have no reason to strike you down any further. The challenge was greatly recognized and appreciated." She said, mainly to Robert, but noticing Bronshu was conscious as well, even if also defeated. Morgan looked off in await for the declaration of the battle's end.

(Eh, don't worry about it.  )

(And Morgan is the undisputed winner!)

 

Ryonne  glanced at Brooklyn. "I thought so. I believe I didn't see Joshua. Hope he's alright, but for now, we can't do anything until morning."  He said, before turning back to Dom. "How do you mean? If you do mean what I think, then yes, we have a chance. We can get out of this sick and twisted game. I'm not going to let anybody fall behind." Ryonne said assuredly. And of that, he was certain. There was no way he was going to let himself be a bad leader, a sick and twisted tyrant. If that meant sacrificing himself for the good of everybody, than so be it. "Now then, let's get back to scouting." The pair did so for at least another hour, before both returned to the main camp area, and turned in for the night.

~~~~~

"Thanks. Appreciate the goodwill. Hope the best for you too." Neena concluded, brushing past Noah on her way back to her bedroll. The whole conversation had helped ease her stress a little. More relaxed now, she slipped into her bed, and focused on clearing her mind, so that she could sleep. Nevertheless, the image of her burning village, Octavian, slumping over, dead. And the keyblade. She forced herself to breath, to quiet her thoughts of anger. It took a long while, but finally she fell into a cautious slumber.

~~~~~

Mes grinned, listening to Derik's speech. It felt good, to listen to a pep talk, a motivation. As Derik concluded, her smile grew wider, and she settled back into her sleeping bag, listening to the soothing sounds of the nearby waterfall. "Thanks Derik. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're actually a nice guy." She said, yawning, and closing her eyes. She let the sand become like a pillow. She let the feelings of the race come back to her. The wind in her hair, the thrill of the dirty tricks they pulled, the simple joy of being able to enjoy such a leisure. Soon enough, Mes was fast asleep.

~~~~~

Congratulations

Morgan Etiam Vinctum

For winning the second nightly Memory Battle!

Your reward of a memory should be coming in right now

And in but a few seconds, you and your opponents will be transported back

To your respective starting places!

 

In a flash, Bronshu, Morgan, and Robert were back in their bedrolls fast asleep, all wounds healed.

 

Night End.

 

(Day has begun, so everybody can start waking up, but Meadow Group, keep in mind that you will be waking inside the LOBBY of the MANSION, with no way of escaping.

"Yaaaaaaaaaaaaawnnn....nggmmm...it´s morning already?" Auron replied as he slowly got up from the floor, he turned around, taking a look to his surroundings. "Well... looks like crazy loon voice hasn´t spoke yet, mmmm...." Auron said while getting his hand inside his pants´s pocket.... suddenly he noticed that something was inside of it... it was a black pin, with a white skull like image on it. "Mmm... my player pin?... I forgot about it completely... " he thought for a moment, althought he couldn´t remember the use of it, he knew it has to be with the Reaper´s Game in his own world... however as he was far off from that place.... "Mmm... was this of some use? ...sight can´t remember... " he said as he pulled it inside his pocket again, if it was useful or not, he knew one thing - That thing could be like is gamepad, a weapon for use...or maybe some device...if not at least it looked cool. He then walked where the others were. "Rise and shine! Good morning fellas!"  

(Wait, when did we get inside a Mansion?)

(Transported there during the night. The character has no idea how they got there either. Sorry I wasn't more detailed, was just being a bit rushed.)

(Oh, okay. So Kelly should be in a mansion with no idea of how she got there. Just wanted to be clear)

(And Morgan is the undisputed winner!) Ryonne  glanced at Brooklyn. "I thought so. I believe I didn't see Joshua. Hope he's alright, but for now, we can't do anything until morning."  He said, before turning back to Dom. "How do you mean? If you do mean what I think, then yes, we have a chance. We can get out of this sick and twisted game. I'm not going to let anybody fall behind." Ryonne said assuredly. And of that, he was certain. There was no way he was going to let himself be a bad leader, a sick and twisted tyrant. If that meant sacrificing himself for the good of everybody, than so be it. "Now then, let's get back to scouting." The pair did so for at least another hour, before both returned to the main camp area, and turned in for the night.~~~~~"Thanks. Appreciate the goodwill. Hope the best for you too." Neena concluded, brushing past Noah on her way back to her bedroll. The whole conversation had helped ease her stress a little. More relaxed now, she slipped into her bed, and focused on clearing her mind, so that she could sleep. Nevertheless, the image of her burning village, Octavian, slumping over, dead. And the keyblade. She forced herself to breath, to quiet her thoughts of anger. It took a long while, but finally she fell into a cautious slumber.~~~~~Mes grinned, listening to Derik's speech. It felt good, to listen to a pep talk, a motivation. As Derik concluded, her smile grew wider, and she settled back into her sleeping bag, listening to the soothing sounds of the nearby waterfall. "Thanks Derik. And don't worry, I won't tell anyone that you're actually a nice guy." She said, yawning, and closing her eyes. She let the sand become like a pillow. She let the feelings of the race come back to her. The wind in her hair, the thrill of the dirty tricks they pulled, the simple joy of being able to enjoy such a leisure. Soon enough, Mes was fast asleep.~~~~~

Congratulations

Morgan Etiam Vinctum

For winning the second nightly Memory Battle!

Your reward of a memory should be coming in right now

And in but a few seconds, you and your opponents will be transported back

To your respective starting places!

 

In a flash, Bronshu, Morgan, and Robert were back in their bedrolls fast asleep, all wounds healed. Night End. (Day has begun, so everybody can start waking up, but Meadow Group, keep in mind that you will be waking inside the LOBBY of the MANSION, with no way of escaping.

Brooklyn nodded. He Stayed up for the rest of the night, and once the first person woke up, he fell asleep."And I won't go telling them that your not as bitter as you come off as." Derik replied, sleeping sitting strait up and with a hand on his sword. He awoke next morning in the same position he fell asleep in, and he set out to do work.

(One of those days when you have sudden disconnections.   I was gonna say:  "Magic, that 's how.", but that works too.  )

 

Bronshu was snoring all tired like, thanks to the fight he was in.  But it was also a comfortable one.  Everything seemed to be okay with him.  But, he quickly sits up with his eyes open and shouts:  "BEEF STEW!!"  He blinks repeatedly for a few seconds.  Amazed, Diasor says to him:  "Incredible.  After going through a fight, and without even thinking about, you talk of food."  Bronshu:  "Fight?  Oh yeah, the fight.  Ha.  Didn't think I'd be the first to go down."  Bronshu smiles all embarrassed and rubs the back of his head.  He remembers being struck from behind by Morgan and reaches for his back.  He was surprised to not feel an injury, scar, or anything.  Sighing out of relief, Bronshu says:  "Whew.  It didn't stay.  That's good." 

 

He looks up, wanting to see the sky.  But he saw a ceiling instead.  Confused, he looked around to see walls and stuff.  More unsure than before, Bronshu mumbles:  "Where am I?  In the mansion?"  He sees a set of doors and walks over to them.  Grasping his hands on the handles, he pulls back to open them.  But they didn't.  Confused again, he tries pulling them back 3 more times.  Still nothing.  Now he starts pushing and pulling the doors furiously crazy with all his strength, growling the whole time.

 

 

 

Rexon yawns as he woke up, stretching his arms all tired.  Smacking his lips and scratching his back, he whispers:  "That's good sleeping it is.  Wonder what I should do first for today?"

Edited April 5, 201411 yr by Ultimus Grid

Kelly was sitting on a chair nearby her group. She was still in her dark form. "You might as well forget it." Kelly told Bronshu while using having her head placed on her hand. "We are trapped in here. I have no clue how we got in here, but I do know that I don't give a d***. I am not playing this game anymore. This game is built on lies, and I have no use for my memories anymore. The real Horizont is dead, and so I have nothing to live for." Kelly said, the last part to herself aloud.

(Is Walter there too?)

(Is Walter there too?)

Yuffie said that everyone was transported back to their group, so I guess that means that he is

Walter tossed and turned."No...no...Can't lose..." He shot up "JOSHUA!!!" He panted. "Where is he?" He jiggled the handles harder that anyone else. He could not lose another person... "Pleaseplease...." He was in the middle of a breakdown.

Kelly looked at Walter. He was having a nightmare breakdown. She casted a down pour of water on Walter. "Snap out of it!" Kelly screamed at him.

Walter winced as the water came down on him, but he still kept going, like a man possessed. "Can't stop...Anything could... Sylar... So much danger..." Tears started to form. "Sworn... No..."

Kelly slapped Walter a few times in the face and then sat back down. "If you won't calm down, then you will get the box." Kelly said. She then casted an invisible box around Walter that was on all four angles and couldn't be lifted by anyone but Kelly, the box also blocked all the sound that Walter would make from the outside, so only he could hear himself.

"Gah!" Robert shouted, quickly sitting up in his bead roll. In a flash, the memories of his battle with Morgan and Bronshu surged back to the forefront of his mind. He put his hand to his stomach, and noticed that it was fully healed. "Wha... what happened?" he asked, infuriated with himself. He should have won that battle, but he didn't, and the reason was because he was too afraid of seriously hurting anyone. He could have easily shoved one of his bamboo rods into Morgan, much like what happened to him with her sword. But he didn't, and now here he was, without another memory. [As much as I hate to admit it, my actions could have gotten me killed. It looks like I'll have to fight a little rougher next time.] he thought. He got out of his bedroll and rolled it up. "So, anyone else up?" he asked as he looked around.

Bronshu turned to Kelly and shout:  "What are you saying? How can you being  You can't just give up that fast.  Keep on trying with all you've got."  He stood aside when Walter sprung up and was pulling harder on the doors.  Bronshu said:  "Joshua?", looks around and see's that he wasn't here.  Then he says to Walter:  "Joshua's gone.  What happened to him?  Whatever it was, rushing out in a panic won't help him."  When Bronshu went to grab one of Walters shoulders', he felt a wall instead?  Saying:  "What?", he feels it all around and knocks on it.  Turning back to Kelly, Bronshu thought:  She can do this? and then says:  "What do you think your doing Kelly?  Locking up Walter like this, it doesn't seem like a good idea.