Zero Divide - Episode #1 - "Looking Glass"

[Shalimar]

"Fook that then, you are saying that we hav to stay here making ourselves miserable because you are convinced that anything we do to get out will just mean that we have our memories reset again. You are pathetic Dee." Haven says, with a growl.

"You are convinced that we have to get out, and yet you refuse to try and do anything because you are afraid they will fiddle around with our memories. So you want to stay here locked up afraid forever without ever doing anything. I don'tbelieve you about Vanessa, but if I did I wouldn't be too afraid to do anything. From what you have said all they do is blank your memory, if thats true then there is no harm in trying other than the benifit of not having to live with the memory of this paranoid little get together." the blue haired teen says.

"If you are so convinced that people are playing with your memories, leave yourself clues as to whats going on, grab a notepad, write it down and hide it. Make alterations to this place with your powers and if the alterations are changed back in the morning then they have complete and utter control of this place and we aren't getting out so we would know just to enjoy our time here since it will be pretty much unending. Like so." and matching word to gesture Haven reaches out with whatever it is that makes him able to control earth and stone and pulls a bit of the thickness off of the wall to give him something to work with. He reshapes the stone into the form of a flower molding it with his hands as if it were clay. He presents it to Facade with with a grin.

Next the blue haired teen begins to work on something far less intricate, taking a bit more of the stone, he shapes it into a set of rings, one for everyone in the house, including Vanessa. He would have to size the ring for each person, but at least it would tell them something if Vanessa wasn't wearing it tomorrow. "If your theory is right, and I'm not saying it is, more like just humoring the hottie, then somehow we will wake up tomorrow and not know why we are wearing these. If some of us remember why and others don't it can be used to help those who do remember bring this up again. If after I use my powers to put them on and we are somehow not wearing them tomorrow and we still remember this it tells us they can control our surroundings at their whim."

"Also, if Vanessa isn't wearing hers then it means she expected us to have forgotten them. It would let us know if she expects us to forget everyday or if its something else." He said not really believing Vanessa was doing anything wrong.

 

[Victim]

His words make sense to Haven, Vanessa has never been any but nice to the group, it just does not make sen for her to be doing this...

Dee looks at Haven, "You really are an idiot, do you think that ripping the wall down and walking out of here will solve this, by the time you break the threshold see some freedom we will be right back in our beds. Perhaps then none of us will remember... and we will right back to where we were. I am surprised that something has not happened already. Maybe it is a defense, it relies on actual action, I mean let’s assume that they can hear us… they know we are conspiring but unless we act on it, the defense will do nothing.”

When Ashley throws the rock over the wall, it sails over and lands with a soft thud on the other side.

When Michael mentions VSC, it rings a bell for everyone… though you are not sure why. But the word/name sounds familiar. Maybe it stood for something?

Dee nods, “Yeah VSC sounds familiar to me… not sure why though.” Dee then adds with a look to the Estate, "Maybe it isn't Vanessa... maybe it's one of us..."

"The idea that we could leave if we so desired is a tool for keeping us here. 'It's just a wall. I could get past it if I wanted to. So I must want to stay inside the Estate.'"

"So Ian, tell us about yesterday. Or the day before. How long have you been here? We're less remembering, and more forgeting. Even if you assume benevolence on her part, her aid seems rather ineffectual and possibly counterproductive."

Why assume that only one person here is involved? But still, with kind of trick we're talking about here, setting up Vanessa to draw our suspicions would be pretty easy. If it is one of us - or if all our discussions are monitored - then it'd be best to feign ignorance each day while working things out on my own. If Dee can last 3-4 days, I should be able to as well.

"Depending on where the bounds are drawn, it may be feasible to throw someone into a position where they can see outside, but can't actually leave."

 

[Vanifae]

" that then, you are saying that we hav to stay here making ourselves miserable because you are convinced that anything we do to get out will just mean that we have are memories reset again. You are pathetic Dee." Haven says, with a growl.

"You are convinced that we have to get out, and yet you refuse to try and do anything because you are afraid they will fiddle around with a memories. So you want to stay here locked up afraid forever without ever doing anything. I don'tbelieve you about Vanessa, but if I did I wouldn't be too afraid to do anything. From what you have said all thy do is blank your memory, if thats true then there is no harm in trying other than the benifit of not having to live with the memory of this paranoid little get together." the blue haired teen says.

Dee scowls, “Pathetic, you son of a bitch… how dare you call me pathetic… you don’t think the first time I woke up and remembered I didn’t jump this fence and run as far as I could. Yeah I ran, it seemed like quite a while… and then I was back in my bed, and I remembered that too. It was like a nightmare!”

She puts her free hand on the collar of his shirt and pushes him back towards the tree, “The second time… I though maybe this was a dream… a freaking nightmare… I tried to kill myself maybe shock myself into being awake… yeah hard to do that when you can’t cut your own wrists, survive forty feet falls, and can’t even drown yourself… you think I like living in this in hell.”

“For all I know you could be the one doing this to us, acting so smug pretending to be an idiot all the while laughing at us at some kind of personal joke. Then you want to give us rings to keep tabs on us maybe? Maybe you are working for them…” she slams her knife into the tree above Haven’s head.

She steps back seething, “But I honestly don’t think it is you doing this to us… does not seem like your style.”

Dee then turns to Michael, “Leaving clues could be a good idea though… if it works.”

Michael and Alan

“Watch yourself,” Vanessa chides with a shake of your head, “we women are a delicate species. I might actually think you are trying to insult my fair gender,” she jokes. She turns to Michael, “I am glad you came to my aid though.”

 

[Shalimar]

"Somebody had their Psycho Flakes this morning." Haven says dryly, shifting to look up at the knife that could have killed him. "Dee, its against my nature to hurt a lady, but if you ever even try to do that again, well I wont kill you since you may or may not be immortal, but I will bury you down so deep that it wont make any difference." Haven said, his voice soft, but still carrying far enough for everyone to hear. He was an easy going guy, he would go along with pretty much anything, but once you got to his limit of what he was willing to accept he would be as hard and unfeeling as the stone he controlled.

The determined expression lasted for only a seond, long enough to make its point and then it was as if someone had flipped a light switch and he was all smiles and friendliness again. The tension that had filled his body and made him look like violence ready to spring while he spoke was simply gone in an instant and he was all relaxed again.

"So, who wants to wear my ring?" he asks dropping to one knee in front of Ashley and Facade, grinning.

 

[James Heard]

Michael and Alan

“Watch yourself,” Vanessa chides with a shake of your head, “we women are a delicate species. I might actually think you are trying to insult my fair gender,” she jokes. She turns to Michael, “I am glad you came to my aid though.”

Alan snorts at the comment about 'delicacy.'

"In a while I think I'm going to go and talk to the police and maybe see if I can't get the media interested in our problem. Waiting passively for our memories to return isn't the way to do things. We need to find people who know us, our families maybe, and who can help set us up in familiar surroundings."

"Speaking of delicate, we won't break, you know? Well, at least anymore than we have already," he smiles.

"I think a respectable amount of caution is a good idea, but fear, fear paralyzes people. I might not know who I am, but whoever that is I never got to be that person by letting myself be afraid."

He looks around.

"Where are the books for these shelves?"

 

[Shayuri]

Facade shakes her head.

"Leaving clues won't help. Think about it. It's not just memories that are getting reset."

She waves a hand at the house.

"Clothes, my shape, memories, changes we made to the house...like moving stuff around, getting food out, eating...it ALL changes. That's why I said I wasn't sure this was real. It's not as simple as us just periodically falling asleep and losing our memories. Reality itself changes each time it happens."

"I know tensions are running high, Dee...Haven...but lets keep things civil, all right? No threatening with knives...no threatening with eternal imprisonment. We have MORE than enough to deal with without us being at each other's throats."

 

[Velmont]

Ian answers Ashley "Well, I awoke a week a go from my amnesia... or it was more then that? Anyway, I have been working on the Mustang and I've repaired the engine during that time..." an hesitation can be heard in his voice... "What was the problem of the engine again?"

"Ok, my memory is far from being correct, but it's been not even two weeks I'm here and I don't know a damned about amnesia. I have no more reason to trust Vanessa then any of you. But you know what, I do. I trust her because I have nothing that even give me a doubt about her good intention." tells Ian.

"But I have no reason to not trust you too... but I don't what to think about that. You are talking like if there was a conspiracy against us. But the problem, we don't even know who we are. I don't know you and I don't even know myself. All I wish for now, it is to fill that hole, and the only thing that give me that impression, it is working on the Mustang. If you have any new things, come see me in the garage, until then I'll leave you to your conspiracy theory."

Ian leaves the other and returns to the garage. With one speaker working, he decide to see if he could make teh radio work and catch some radio station. He might eb able to learn something about the localisation of this Estate... What the others were speaking about worth to take a some time to validate. Anyway, he had all the time he wanted.

 

[Vanifae]

Alan snorts at the comment about 'delicacy.'

"In a while I think I'm going to go and talk to the police and maybe see if I can't get the media interested in our problem. Waiting passively for our memories to return isn't the way to do things. We need to find people who know us, our families maybe, and who can help set us up in familiar surroundings."

"Speaking of delicate, we won't break, you know? Well, at least anymore than we have already," he smiles.

"I understand Alan," Vanessa nods, "and I have taken care of that, but I am not sure if we want to get the media involved just yet the last thing you need in your condition is a media frenzy... and I do enjoy my privacy out here."

I think a respectable amount of caution is a good idea, but fear, fear paralyzes people. I might not know who I am, but whoever that is I never got to be that person by letting myself be afraid."

He looks around.

"Where are the books for these shelves?"

"Who said anything about being afraid?" Vanessa questions, "As for the books, they are down the hall, you want to help me move them?"

Outside by the Tree

“The funny thing is you bury me here, chances are you will just wake up, and nothing will have happened and you had better pray that I don’t remember it… but Façade is right we got more things to worry about then trying to kill each other,” Dee quips.

Haven
[sblock]”I don’t like this,” you hear yourself say, “Why the hell do we need her of all people… talk about ice cold bitch.”

“You have a problem with me Vargas,” you curse your luck, of course she would be in ear shot when you decide to vent.

“Me Lt. Commander Reese? Of course not, never a problem with you, I was just talking to my friend here about some other ice cold psychotic bitch,” you can feel the smile in your voice.

You turn as she walks forward, United Alliance uniform in perfect order, it disgusted you for a reason. She speaks, “I looked into your records you did two tours with the UA Marines, you were at Ikus…”

“That I was ma’am, course I got the hell out of dodge when I was done, signed my walking papers,” you were pretty proud about leaving after the leaving the debacle that was Ikus… although at the moment you were a little nervous, she had that knife out… just like she did back then.

“Coward,” Commander Reese counters.

You shrug, “I don’t mind paving Humanity’s future but not at the expense of civilians, you were there Denise, you know what we had to do… what we did to those insurgents. Looks like you came out pretty well, a few medals… not as many as Ash…”

There is a fire in her eyes as she hisses, “Yeah well she is a coward too… but at least I trust her.” She slams the knife into the wall right next to your face.

You reply, “Don’t worry about me Dee, the only thing I want to do is finish this mission and get home to my son. Now back up, I don’t want to have to hurt you.”

She dislodges her knife, “Sure thing.”

You smirk as she starts to walk away, “Somebody had their Psycho Flakes this morning…”[/sblock]
Dee watches Ian leave, then turns to Façade, “You got a point this whole reality I guess seems to change back once we all black out… I am not even sure how that is possible?”

 

[Vanifae]

Ian leaves the other and returns to the garage. With one speaker working, he decide to see if he could make teh radio work and catch some radio station. He might eb able to learn something about the localisation of this Estate... What the others were speaking about worth to take a some time to validate. Anyway, he had all the time he wanted.

Arjuna follows Ian back into the garage.

He hears a voice coming from the radio, "Can anyone hear me?" The Mustang is not even turned on...

 

[James Heard]

"I understand Alan," Vanessa nods, "and I have taken care of that, but I am not sure if we want to get the media involved just yet the last thing you need in your condition is a media frenzy... and I do enjoy my privacy out here."

"Who said anything about being afraid?" Vanessa questions, "As for the books, they are down the hall, you want to help me move them?"

"You're not listening to me Vanessa, I am going to go to the media. I want the media involved. The sooner this is resolved the better, and I can get back to my life.

He winks at her.

"I won't mention you anymore than I need to, but this has to happen. How am I doing the world any good stuck inside this place, when there might be someone outside who's missing me, needing me?"

"I'm sure you mean well, but no matter how many holes there are in any of us I'm sure we've got responsibilities. Hell, even if we don't have responsibilities we have a duty to find a place inside of each of us to make them. I'm not an invalid. What good am I if I'm not doing my best to make the world a better place?"