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oh yeah so before I forget, I tried a brief memory walk for Johnny Crocker...

-I recalled hanging out with Dave during the game, I think? we were godtier, talking and holding hands. We were walking/standing next to each other at first, and I think I was asking him how he thought (something) was gonna go?

(my brain seems to recall specific conversation fragments, but not the subject matter if I haven’t recalled that portion yet. e.g. if I said “do you like consorts?’ but I haven’t recalled the consorts in this life, then my brain filters it to ‘do you like ___?” and the blank is left blank, as if the speaker trailed off.)

-Whatever it was, he seemed to think it would work, or at least wasn’t too outwardly concerned about it. He pulled me up by the hand he was holding at this point, and started flying with his godtier powers, I presume. I remember being startled but laughed, and chided him by saying ‘if we’re going to go flying, you should just say so’. I flew with him, still holding his hand, and we landed somewhere else, where we could see a sunset? or the horizon at least. I remember saying to him, ‘I hope Rosie and Jade are doing okay...’ and he responded with ‘I’m sure they’re fine, they’re tough’.

(I actually referred to Jade by a different name but that may have been influenced by my believing I share a timeline with someone else, so I’m gonna leave it as normal Jade for now in case I’m off the mark there.)

-Throughout this memory, I had the distinct impression that Dave and I were waiting on something, and I felt like we were waiting on Jade and Rose to do something important, so we could do whatever we had to next. Maybe similar to how the beta kids had to wait on each other for things like the Scratch or the Green Sun? idk.

-I also tried remembering something involving my experiences with cake, given my impressions are that at one point at least, I disliked eating it. The memory that came with this was a lot sweeter than I expected though, maybe a little bittersweet. :( I was decorating a cake in the kitchen of my home, with Dad Crocker (my guardian). I was focused on the one I was doing, he was decorating another alongside me, but he was so amused by how intensely focused I was on my decorating, he reached over and squirted a dollop of icing onto my nose! I remember faking annoyance at him, but laughing, I recall telling him, “aw dad, I told you not to do that! It can be such a beast to clean off afterwards,” as I sort of elbowed in his direction, still laughing. I dunno if I meant cleaning off my face specifically, or if I was alluding to how this behavior led to multiple dollops strewn all over the place or something by the end of cake time, perhaps. Either way, this memory was very bright and happy and pleasant, I felt very close with my dad.

-(tw: death/murder implication, description of blood, violent sensations and neck snapping)

the memory sort of.... faded into something much less pleasant, as I tried to recall what happened when I went crockertier. I only got bits and pieces. A lot of red..... and the distinct feeling, and sound, of something snapping under my hand. It was organic, something... or more likely, someone’s bones. It seemed that it was supposed to be someone’s neck. I fear it was Dad’s. :( I remember it also being somewhat slick, I guess there was a lot of blood. There was on my hands, at least. The sound was so awful too.... like when you crack your shoulder by rolling it, but it makes this unpleasant, almost ‘thnk’ sort of noise. But even more disturbing even as a sound alone.

I pulled out of the memories then. I didn’t want to remember something so awful after such nice memories, and I had other things to do that day. Even so, the other ones were some of the nicest memories I’ve ever recalled for my canons.