handwritten; notepad

[earnedmystripes]

[Usually, Kotetsu connects to the network through his phone, so it may be unusual to see his message today written by hand. The writing is legible...but the letters appear raggedly, as if his hand was shaking violently while attempting to write.]

its all here. just like before

but i never left town i thought

[There's a growing blot of ink at the edge of that t from where he's pressing his pen down too hard.]

youre not supposed to forget if you don't

fuck why is this ha




[And it just. Abruptly ends there.]

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works for me, kotetsu's just using the built-in iphone sms

[earnedmystripes]

[The next reply takes a little while to arrive, but it's lacking in any typos. mostly because he's going slow enough to compensate for the trembling.]

sorry

last week. 10th maybe

You asked for this Kotetsu. | Call him maybe, else voice mail/chat because that's cool now

[depolarized]

[Not what he was getting at, but... well there's a sigh and Riku tries to call again]

So you were 'normal' for about a week? Did you hit your head or something?

voice/call;

[earnedmystripes]

[....He considers not picking up and just texting back whenever he hears the voicemail, he really does. But...that might just be more alarming than helpful, and with a sigh he accepts the call. Kotetsu's voice is...notably rough when he speaks, tired and shaky at the edges.]

No. I just went to bed one night and the next morning I didn't remember a thing. I remember fake things now about what I thought I was doing when I actually went to the mines and before looking for the werewolves.

[depolarized]

'Fake things'? Like what?

[earnedmystripes]

Nothing detailed. Just...regular person things. Like hiking to a gas station because of a flat tire, grocery shopping, renting movies....stuff like that.

[depolarized]

So all your memories got replaced just like that... That's even weirder than if you'd just forgot.

[earnedmystripes]

It was sorta blurry, even then, but like...not obvious blank spots? You know, the way days kinda run together when there's nothing special about them.

I think the point was like, not getting suspicious about the weird shit being missing or something, I dunno.

[depolarized]

That's... creepy. It's like something can tell you what to think. Inside your head.

[earnedmystripes]

Yeah...

We had something like that, before. There was a statue in the Dead District, and if you got close you could kinda feel it trying to convince you to leave. We got rid of it, but there's another in the police station saying to trust the chief.

[Which...disturbed the hell out of him when he found out, and he sort of deliberately avoids it these days. Maybe it got taken down like the ones in that art gallery? He can only hope.]

Those guys didn't know why we could tell something was weird with the statues, though, so it's probably something different.