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Kin memory moment? (Unsure what kin- Scott specifically or just a vampire/more noble kin)
Being in a carriage, a black carriage with small windows and somewhat ruffly looking curtains. I was in a black suit and white blouse. Maybe had a monocle. Maybe I was a prince? The countryside was beautiful but barren, with a simple ombré in the sky signifying either dawn or dusk I couldn’t tell.
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B33< me in my mems lol
B33< pawlease do not use fur pur own mem art or rolepurrlay!
(B33< translation fur some people who can't do cat pun stuff: " please do not use for your own mem art or roleplay!" )
B33< do not tag as kin/irl/me if you reblog!
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actually i am going to kin post so heres something i was talking abt with my boyfriend :p
i was lamenting about not having clear visual kin memories while he has the most insanely vivid and clear memories and it proposed this.
the way he sees it, we experience kin mems the way our kintypes did, so for example in xyr hajime canon, he had a photogenic memory which would explain why its memories were extremely vivid and detailed.
this made me feel a lot better because i did have a really shitty memory as nagito lol- i guess it carried over
anyway what do u guys think?
when you and a friend are talking about your weird canons from the same source but then the weirdness matches up and you turn out to be canonmates
Oh my god I just remembered when me and Felix were passed out on the couch because we were watchin some kinda movie marathons and I accidentally knocked him onto the floor and not a day goes by where i dont still feel guilty
please look at me
I don't have a whole lot of specific Pennywise memories, but one feeling that does stick with me is this very strong feeling of wanting OUT. Out of this cage. This time. This place. Oh, I wanted freedom. I remember shortly after they contained me, I would often "knock on the walls of the cage" so to speak, and test the limits of the daggers. Watching the last episode of Welcome to Derry right now and I'm going ferral.
