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.

Walter looked at the sadness in Joshua's eyes. He was right... They were like big and little brothers... A family... He smiled. "You're right! There is always moment of happiness! A yin to a yang!" He hugged Josuha.

Joshua smiled with genuine joy, hugging Walter, and giggling for a moment. "Heh, you're going to wake everyone up, Walter." He smiled, glancing back really to see if anyone had awoken. Ryonne was of the furthest from them, so he couldn't tell whether Ryonne was there or not. "Just talk to me if you're ever sad, okay?" He asked of Walter, happy that he was too.

"Definitely." He held out his pinky. "Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear." Joshua agreed, crossing his and Walter's two pinky fingers. In comparison, Walter's was much bigger than Joshua's, but that seemed to give him simply more of a feeling that he had a big brother now.

(I art thou... Thou art I... Thou hast established bonds with the Joshua arcana... You can make Josh personas)

 

 

Walter smiled. "Come on," Walter smiled ." Let's get some sleep... You can sleep with me if you want..."

(Hrm...I fail to see what you meant bu the Joshua arcana, or my being able to make Josh personas... )

 

With a shy smile, Joshua nodded. "...Okay." He got up and quietly walked to where Walter was, bringing his blankets and pillow with him. Just now, he looked back, seeing an absence of Ryonne. A bit far, but upon a bit of focus, it was clear no one was there. But...where did he go...? Assuming he had just left to use the restroom or something, but still a bit worried, Joshua lied back down by Walter.

Rija stirred in her slumber. She propped herself up, and wandered a little ways away from the rest of the group. She sat at the edge of the clearing, and lay down there. She gazed at the stars. Putting her hands up, she recognized many of the stars. Constellations. She knew them... Orion, Heracles, Cassiopeia, and of course Scorpio. The stars felt comforting to the lone soldier. "I can find him... I'm sure he's somewhere. The best way to do that is to go forward." Rija muttered. To be absolutely honest, she had no idea who she was looking for. Her husband, an attraction she could not deny, yet she had no idea what he looked like, how he acted... anything. Rija sighed, continuing to look up at the stars.

As Derik slowly awoke, he studied his situation carefully. "Two opponents, winner of the fight strait-up receives a memory, but I'm not a game piece to be played. I'll let the other two fight it out to the death and pretend to die rift here like a clumsy oaf. Saves me time and energy." He thought, rushing to one of the near-by guns, he pretends to slip, though, and is stabbed by a spiked club that was lying near by on his left, the way it hit made it seem like he had landed directly on his heart, his ribs cracked loudly as the blow struck. "It hurts like hell..." He thought, letting off an agonizing death scream. Despite his memory loss, his tallent for acting was far from gone. The blood poured onto the ground quickly, but it was far from a faital wound, even still though, his rouse was done well enough that it seemed he had actually perished. His scream of pain ended quickly, slight twitching and sobbing went on for a second before he "died". He held his breath and calmed his heart beat down as much as possible to add effect. "Now let's see who dies first." He thought.

 

Brooklyn sighed. "I wasn't the one going in like gang busters when we first met." Brooklyn retorted, getting his bedroll from under him and lying down with it as his pillow instead. He fell asleep, the memory of Snow being taken was a gateway into his dream. "Give to us the Tirain.". "Nobodies, Heartless, Whisps, all creatures once feared.". "I will consume the princesses, and their power will be mine." Quotes from the books in the lybrary on that day. "But what dose it all mean?" Brooklyn thought, trying to regain some idea of his life previously. "Keyblade. The tool of shadows and light." Kain's last words on that day before he took Snow with him. "Why do I remember the quotes I had read on the page and what Kain said before he left like it had just happened, but nothing else?" He thought, mid-sleep.

Ren looked at the defeated man. "Your heart shall be mine, however weak it is..." He created an etheral blade to slash his 'opponents' head clean off

Ren looked at the defeated man. "Your heart shall be mine, however weak it is..." He created an etheral blade to slash his 'opponents' head clean off

(Wait what?)

(Gotcha covered Crona, no worries.)

 

In a flash, Ryonne had blocked the ethereal blade that was headed for the idiot's head. Ryonne hissed. "Did you not hear the voice? He said that they have the power to revive those who fell here. There is no need to desecrate a corpse." Ryonne's tone was angry, and directed towards the other opponent, still across the floor. It was then that Ryonne noticed something. He could sense three heartbeats in the room. But if this fool had just died, then his heart shouldn't still be beating so strongly. Ryonne turned on the fallen competitor, and realized he was merely an actor. "But those powers won't be needed just yet will they?" Ryonne spoke up again, this time his words directed towards the actor on the ground. He stepped back a little, and readied his blade.

Auron awoke at midnigth, the moon over the sand dunes was making a gorgeous bright... the starts were so bright.... yet still he couldn´t believe he was in middle of it. "I can´t remember so much about my past... however... these people... their powers.... are something unreal... " he thought as he walked a few steps. He then spotted Mes lying sleep down a coconut tree. "Mmm... hey emm... are you awake?" Auron whispered at her. 

Mes stirred in her slumber. Then she heard the faintest of noises. Her eyes flittered open. She brushed a hair out of her face, and yawned. "Oh, hey Auron. 'Sup?" Mes replied quietly. As her eyes focused, Mes recalled her interactions with Auron over the previous day. He was polite, even if she teased him. He seemed the most normal, and simple out of all of them, with his easy-going attitude. She propped herself up on her elbow, and looked at him. Auron was also another of the group that hadn't gotten a memory yet. So he was as in the dark about himself as Mes was.

(Gotcha covered Crona, no worries.) In a flash, Ryonne had blocked the ethereal blade that was headed for the idiot's head. Ryonne hissed. "Did you not hear the voice? He said that they have the power to revive those who fell here. There is no need to desecrate a corpse." Ryonne's tone was angry, and directed towards the other opponent, still across the floor. It was then that Ryonne noticed something. He could sense three heartbeats in the room. But if this fool had just died, then his heart shouldn't still be beating so strongly. Ryonne turned on the fallen competitor, and realized he was merely an actor. "But those powers won't be needed just yet will they?" Ryonne spoke up again, this time his words directed towards the actor on the ground. He stepped back a little, and readied his blade.

(Gosh dang it, can't you just let him look dead?)Derik was shocked. "How could he know? The performance was flawless... It dosent matter. They all have super powers, no doubt one of them has bloodhound senses." He thought, not budging an inch as he contemplated his next move. "If I don't attack I'm defiantly done for. If I do and the two of them outmatch me I won't manage to get any closer to my goal. If only I had some mystical powers..." He thought, looking at the gun in front of him. A nice shotgun. "Shotgun. Those put big holes in people. I like the idea of big holes in people I don't like." He thought, taking that last moment to rush at the gun and fire it at the man with the energy blades, but it instead shot out a katana at high-speed. Not questioning it, he also threw a club which was embeded in his coat at the man, and he also topped it off with throwing his coat at the man, the many-layerd metal jacket hurled it at the man. The blood and damage actually seemed limited to the coat. "Metal ribs and oil with a crimson tint... I will never understand why I would make something like that but it comes in handy at this time." He thought, adding onto the stuff launched at the man the gun as well, as it had no ammo, he then rolled over to a set of katanas and throwing stars which he put onto his person, he also grabbed a pistol that was by it as well and aimed it directly at the other swordsman who had stopped the man with the ethereal blades from killing him. "If you don't plan on killing me first I would rather enjoy someone helping me deal with glow-stick raveer-boy over there." He said to Ryonne. His speed probably should have impressed him: he was about as fast as Ryonne, barely.

Ren jumped back, just nearly getting sliced on the stomach, but getting a flesh would from some of the bullets."I can sense the beating hearts, actor... Or should I say, coward..." He looked at Ryone. "I sense a familiarity with you... Interesting..." He shot another blade at the coward, and Ryone.

Edited February 13, 201411 yr by DEADACCOUNT2333

Ren jumped back, just nearly getting sliced on the stomach. "I can sense the beating hearts, actor... Or should I say, coward..." He looked at Ryone. "I sense a familiarity with you... Interesting..." He shot another blade at the coward, and Ryone.

(You have projectiles everywhere...)

(My blades are like xemmnas, I can make more, and shoot them... What's the point of going to get a projectile?)

(My blades are like xemmnas, I can make more, and shoot them... What's the point of going to get a projectile?)

(No, I mean you have a jacket made of layers of hard, dense metal, a katana shot out like a shotgun shell and its firing apparatus, and a spiked club, all at high-speed mind you aimed directly at you...)

Edited February 13, 201411 yr by Guest

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(You know what I hate? When people are as fast as Ryonne when they don't say anything about that in their CSs. I literally put, inhumanly fast, to make sure no one is faster. You know the Flash? That's the kind of fast I'm talking here. And I'm not saying this as GM, I'm saying this as a participant.)

 

Ryonne looked over the one who had just thrown almost everything he had at the other opponent. Resourceful for sure. Then the other recovered enough to shoot another blade at him. Ryonne flashed his blade out, and deflected the attack. His eyes narrowed at the one who had shot it. He covered the distance in an instant. Next to Ren now, Ryonne raised his blade, and swung it downwards. He used the sheath in his off hand to quickly hit the abdomen of his opponent. Ryonne knew he needed to continue the flow of attacks, or this opponent would take advantage of the time. Ryonne jumped over Ren, landing behind him, and stabbed his blade forward.

Edited February 16, 201510 yr by Mine

Ren deftly blocked the sheath and the sword, and nearly dodged the attack from behind. "I've..." Ren said, analyzing him "I've seen your moves before... As if I had fought you... My heart remembers your skill..." He rushed forward to close the gap between them. His speed would be useless in close combat. "I remember you fighting with a sense of honor..."

(You know what I hate? When people are as fast as Ryonne when they don't say anything about that in their CSs. I literally put, inhumanly fast, to make sure no one is faster. You know the Flash? That's the kind of fast I'm talking here. And I'm saying this as GM, I'm saying this as a participant.) Ryonne looked over the one who had just thrown almost everything he had at the other opponent. Resourceful for sure. Then the other recovered enough to shoot another blade at him. Ryonne flashed his blade out, and deflected the attack. His eyes narrowed at the one who had shot it. He covered the distance in an instant. Next to Ren now, Ryonne raised his blade, and swung it downwards. He used the sheath in his off hand to quickly hit the abdomen of his opponent. Ryonne knew he needed to continue the flow of attacks, or this opponent would take advantage of the time. Ryonne jumped over Ren, landing behind him, and stabbed his blade forward.

(Oh... I thought you meant supersoldier fast... Welp. I screwed up like big timeike usual. Dammit. Although that level of speed is kinda OP... Oh, well... At least it is technically a dream (~o-o(~)

Ren deftly blocked the sheath and the sword, and nearly dodged the attack from behind. "I've..." Ren said, analyzing him "I've seen your moves before... As if I had fought you... My heart remembers your skill..." He rushed forward to close the gap between them. His speed would be useless in close combat. "I remember you fighting with a sense of honor..."

In a flash, Derik was behind the man with the rave gear weapons, also beginig an assault on him as well. Slashing from a few directions in hoping for the faster friend to be able to dispatch of him.

Mes stirred in her slumber. Then she heard the faintest of noises. Her eyes flittered open. She brushed a hair out of her face, and yawned. "Oh, hey Auron. 'Sup?" Mes replied quietly. As her eyes focused, Mes recalled her interactions with Auron over the previous day. He was polite, even if she teased him. He seemed the most normal, and simple out of all of them, with his easy-going attitude. She propped herself up on her elbow, and looked at him. Auron was also another of the group that hadn't gotten a memory yet. So he was as in the dark about himself as Mes was.

 

"Mmmm nothing really... I couldn´t sleep... so the urge to talk with someone else came up. Funny isn´t it? " Auron said to Mes, trying to make his best smile... despite the circunstances. "You know...looking at this place, it isn´t too bad... despite we´re trapped here. Not like I haven´t experienced that before..." Then Auron tried to remember at least one thing from his past.... but .... nothing came up. "hey.... can you... remember something from your past?" he asked to Mes

Ren moved around Derik, using his own force against him. He summoned an afterimage to block Ryones attack. "Your name... R?"

Ren moved around Derik, using his own force against him. He summoned an afterimage to block Ryones attack. "Your name... R?"

Derik took the moment the man dodged to throw a bunch of throwing stars at him, as well as slash at him and his afterimage with one katana each.