#worst memory

[savestate]

i just have to check every once in a while

[asktheheirofslytherin]

The Dark Lord had barely finished speaking when the Dementor glided forward, halting inces from the his face.

«Decadence-» called out the girl, more out of courtesy than out of worry.

The Dementor paid her no attention. Its head inclined slowly to the side, the breath of the creature grew colder and it inhaled deeply and sharply, smelling the soul in front of it.

The echo of an old, powerful and disapproving voice got tugged from the back of the Dark Lord's mind. Indeed, your failure to understand that there are things much worse than death has always been your greatest weakness.

Then, as fast as it had approached, Decadence turned around and returned to the girl.

«I apologize,» she said distractedly, following the Dementor with her eyes as it moved past her. «...This is the first time I see Decadence approaching someone like this. Can I ask if it spoke to you? You'd be the second person that I know of it speaks to unprompted, except me and my family...» Her voice drifted of as she silently mused on the - honestly unsurprising, now that she considered it better - interest Decadence had taken in the Dark Wizard. After a moment of silence her attention got back on the present situation.

«I took myself the liberty of crafting a thing for you, Your Eminence. I hope you don't mind,» she said, fishing what appeared like a Muggle pocket notebook from her own pockets. «It is of the same type I crafted to communicate with my siblings, as we use owls for... other purposes. Much more discreet and difficult to intercept, even if still prototype.»

🦅

Voldemort held his breath, staring the dementor down as it approached. Granted, staring it down would have been easier if it had eyes to meet, but Voldemort merely kept his face passive. Eagle would not allow the dementor to - no. He would not allow the dementor to do anything. He did not need the protection of a sixteen year old girl.

Dumbledore's voice was a surprise. The dementor was communicating, wasn't it? Fascinating. So very fascinating.

"It spoke to me, yes," Voldemort murmured, his yes still on Decadence, even though it had backed off. "A voice, long ago, from an old nemesis - reminding me that there are fates worse than death. He is dead now. I am not. " He looked back to Eagle. "Perhaps it was an allusion to the fate of Erizkdis. Perhaps it was merely mocking me." He glanced back over to Decadence. "Perhaps both."

Voldemort allowed a corner of his mouth to raise in a bemused smirk as the girl revealed the notebook. "You are truly resourceful. I must admit you remind me of myself more and more each day. I was sixteen when I first came up with the true nature of the Dark Mark." He accepted the notebook, thumbing the pages. "So tell me, child. How does it work?"

[apadktbab]

#149

Your villain’s best memory and/or your hero’s worst memory.

[asktheheirofslytherin]

When did you first encounter a dementor? What did you hear in your head? What do you hear now?

I was seventeen.

It was a memory from the orphanage, some harsh words from one of the minders when I was about eight or so. It was the first time I had been called unfit in the mind, the first time they threatened to send me to a hospital if I kept talking the way I did. I knew then that despite being different - being special - I could not reference it, not let on that I could do the things I could do. I learned that day that I had to protect myself - and when I saw that dementor, that feeling, that powerless, helpless fear of a child facing certain destruction if he did not hide the most important aspect of himself - it was so real, I nearly thought I was back there in that room, that I was still eight years old, and I was in danger.

Now? Now I hear the sound of myself being ripped from my body in Godrics Hollow.

[soopticboop]

September/October so far! 👀

Glitches in Tranference gameplay

Glitches in 3 Games 1 Video #7

Video entitled We Are All Puppets, the description of which reads “who is the puppet master?”

Video makes a LOT of references to masks and puppetry

It’s revealed that the game is called Drunk Puppet, not Puppet Master as Jack has it named 👀 Jack reblogged a post about it

Mother Simulator video has pretty strong Chase/Stacy vibes

Mother Simulator video has a cry v e r y similar if not identical to Chase’s crying 😳

Jack’s been liking peoples’ theories about what’s happening, including a post talking about the significance of the red arrow used in Bro Average thumbnail/ Chase’s crying

[thatonesparkypikachu]

I have both the best and the worst memory.

I’ll forget people’s names, I’ll forget what I was doing. I’ll forget literally everything important to me.

But I sure as hell will remember that one random spot in another town I’ve been to a single time 2 years ago and am able to perfectly describe it in astonishing detail.

(Tfw when you’re trying to meetup with a friend and you accidentally impress them)

[guided-by-the-blood]

Why yes indeed, what's Seth's worst memory I wonder..? >3 (*secretly prepares a bunch of tissues for the obligatory crying that's about to happen*)

One of the worst memories he has is not as old as others.When he was out in search for some medical aid, as he was still pretty weakened, shortly after his arrival in Yharnam, Seth came to cross the path of some church servants who were talking about the successfull rambush of their executioners. That was when he found out about what happened in Cainhurst while he was in Yahar’gul.

Realizing that his home and land was nothing more but a memory now and the remainings telling of it. And that all the people he once knew, the few friends and comrades had back then, which he had been trained or fought side by side most in his life or even trained them personally, had all been either slain or taken hostage by the very church of the town he was in right now. No matter if man or woman, adult or child. They were all dead or doomed to be killed.

[loljustpeachy]

You screamed in my face words venom laced as I leaned away from you. Your palm strikes to surprise, windows reflect with curious eyes, no one knows what to do.

the day that changed my life