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WHO: GIORNO and u
WHERE: [waves hand]
WHEN: memshare event
WHAT: i have two prompts OTA and a few that are closed to some people who've specifically requested for certain things. if there's something else you'd like that isn't listed, pm me!
WARNINGS: see each prompt; warnings are underneath headers. giorno is a yellow, so the memory share will be physical! if you're going with the OTA prompt, you can pm me with how the contact will happen, otherwise we can put it down with some subtle gesture (acquaintances) or something a little bit more general (friends) or accidental (we can work it out or i'll roll with something).

A. DI MOLTO (OTA)
warnings for: generalized violence, choking, blood, body horror

[ whoever touches this memory will feel parts of their body be removed. the removal is swift and will seem like something has been shot from a distance, and upon contact to the skin, removes flesh and bone until a box-shaped hole is missing from the body. first, the throat, causing them to have problems breathing as the airway is removed. blood runs down the mouth as they struggle to breathe, though they're still alive. should they struggle - as giorno has done in the memory - chunks of the foot will be removed, an incison above the toes to prevent them from escaping. finally an attempt to remove the eyes, starting with the left eye. the near-certainty of the feeling that one will die, either from choking or something else.

in the memory giorno confronts an inhuman-looking gremlin which is melone's stand, though the character involved with the memory won't really know that. what they will feel after the momentary struggle to escape and minutes before passing out is also - the reversal of these effects. giorno standing and walking and talking, having figured out how to use gold experience in order to patch up the missing pieces of his body. something 'fits' into the hole on his throat and it expands into a pocket of skin that hisses and contracts as it slowly fills in the spaces where the box-shape was carved over the throat. a foot reconstituting itself, attaching bone and muscle inch by inch. an eye replaced. it feels like parts of the body crawling back into itself and melding into something more cohesive; one minute it isn't yours, and the next, entirely immobile like it had been your body all along. ]

B. BUCELLATI'S COMING (OTA)
warnings for: nausea, decapitation, dismemberment, depersonalisation

[ "my name is bruno bucellati. answer me! this interrogation has now become a torture session."

a train ride. supposedly to school, but that's interrupted for a little torture session with a man in a white suit and a bob cut. there is the physical feeling of being hit, and then all of a sudden, the feeling of bile rising to the throat only to realize that a dead man's fingers have come right out of the mouth, blood dripping from where they have been ripped from the joints.

"those are luca's fingers," bruno was saying. "in reality, they finished leaky-eyed luca off. the boss didn't see much point in keeping him alive .... if you don't start talking, the torture will escalate!"

giorno's neck starts to tilt on an unnatural degree - an almost perpendicular angle to the shoulder, and upon close inspection it feels like it's being held together by zippers around his neck. it will feel like the head has been detached and is hanging by a loose thread of muscle, unreal, the body unable to detect that it's in complete danger but recognizing the pain. ]

C. KIDS THESE DAYS (ZELDA)
warnings for: child abuse (physical violence, neglect)

[ this memory is of a child's: the body is significantly smaller and the surroundings much bigger, the light a lot more harsh than it has any right to be. there is a lot of yelling and screaming that thunders in the room, and it becomes clear from the feeble voice of the child that this man is meant to be a father figure. whatever it is that they are talking about it reduces the child to a small ball, shoulders hunched up in an attempt to protect himself, until the voices reach a fury that came out of nowhere. then follows physical blows: from a hand, from a belt, the backside of a shoe, again and again until one tastes the floor. iron in the mouth. the blows weren't brief and it seemed like they would go on forever, or for as long as the father could sustain it.

in the evening, a woman comes that is supposed to be the mother. she tucks him in and leaves. if she had seen the bruises, she makes no comments upon it. the child begs for the lights to be kept on, but the woman laughs. "don't be silly, haruno. how will you sleep?"

i'm scared -

"you're big now, you should know better than to be scared!"

the lights are turned off. the kid is left to deal with bruises beneath a thin blanket; from the muffled sounds in the pillows it sounds like he is whimpering and crying, until the voice stops and there is silence again. ]

D. WHITE ALBUM (JION)
warnings for: yaoi

[ "ow, fuck, that hurts! hey, be more gentle! not so rough, please, ow!"

"i told you, that isn't possible. you're part of the mob, aren't you? please don't make a scene .... i'll need to remove your clothes so i can tend to your injuries properly."

two other memories with this boy:

holding him close as he fires a gun, and one that is from an earlier time, where he's cutting bits of salami on a rock to feed some gremlins while giorno patiently waits for him to finish with an exasperated face, while he goes, "listen, if i don't feed them, they're going to start complaining."

it's a warm and pleasant feeling. amidst all of his other memories the kind with friends is few and far between and this one, upon being revealed, will confuse giorno in having shared it in the first place, stopping on his tracks as he realizes what had happened and falling silent as he remembers.

where there is physical contact it is brief but firm, and warm. ]

E. SLEEPING SLAVES (JOTARO)
warnings for: a bad boy

[ the memory is brief. it is giorno with his hair slightly dishevelled from a fight as he picks up a rather familiar item: an arrowhead with a beetle over the front. giorno, with conviction, says, "that which we have inherited from the departed must be taken onwards! i will not destroy this arrow."

a man that is familiar to him is there: jean-pierre polnareff watches him and it's hard to determine the look on his face with giorno's words, but he doesn't look like he disagrees with him; more like he understands. he looks like he's been through a lot, despite that cool mask. the latter half of his body seems to be in a turtle; what's up with that?

"put the arrow in the turtle," polnareff murmurs. "and that will do, giorno. that is the duty of the survivors."

there's not much to feel here physically unlike in other memories, save for the certainty in that the arrow that giorno is holding is real and not a replica. it feels old and heavy in giorno's hands. ]

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[ Well. At least that answers her question - he's technically older than her, and from the past. She briefly wonders if they'll all every go back to their homes, at this rate. At least until Caroline is mentioned. Lottie spares a glance at a specific jacket hung up, one that happens to be hers.

The one she let her keep on their 'first date'. ]

Kind of? [ She really doesn't want to tell him about how Caroline drugged her and her friends for fun, and how it led to a TV novella confession that wasn't even really a confession. ] Right before I got taken, she kissed me. But I have no idea what that might mean with her.

That kind of person, huh.

[ that sounds messy. and he finds that he doesn't really have anything else to say to that because he's never had to deal with it; maybe he's older than lottie technically, but where he's coming from, he's fifteen and he doesn't know what liking someone means because he's never had the time to explore things for himself. maybe he grew up too fast, but he doesn't quite know what that means and anyway it's not entirely right. at least, he didn't feel like he grew up at all, but his sphere of influence grew wider and his circle of friends narrower.

none of that meant anything close to what lottie had said. what it does, however, is make giorno appreciate the kind of friends he has - ]

I'm lucky that my friends were pretty blunt about everything. Even if it was rude or painful, we were able to talk to each other honestly. [ and giorno certainly felt the brunt of that when he was new - when the gang didn't like someone, they really didn't like him. ]

Not knowing is terrible. Maybe when you return, you'll be confident enough to decide what's real and what isn't between the two of you.

Yeah.. I never know where I stand with her.

[ Similarly, like his, Lottie's friends are pretty blunt and rude just on their own. They told her something was fishy with Caroline before they all got drugged, something about murder or whatever. It's just she never really listens to anyone once she's set her mind on something, and with this particular situation it's been her downfall time and time again. ]

That's the thing like, Caroline is.. [ Cool. Beautiful. Gorgeous. Confusing. ] She's way different than my friends! The friendtegration is barely working out, and I can't trust any of them with this info anyway!

[ He is right though, it is terrible. Lottie simply seeps into the pillows and blankets around her, giving into her desire to mope. ]

Maybe.. I was hoping she'd text me or something but I have no signal here. And I don't even know if time here passes the same as home?

Let's be real, you've been hoping that she'd text you for a very long time.

[ giorno takes another cheeto. ]

I don't have the answer to that. I don't want to think about it too much because there're too many things that need to be done back home, and if I keep worrying about everything, I'll be overwhelmed.

That being said, being away from her by being here is probably a good way to think about a lot of things between the two of you. [ lottie doesn't have her to distract her here after all. ]

A-And? What's wrong with that? I don't want to bother her!!

[ It's true!!!!!!!!!! But she's not going to have someone who hasn't lived her hard(tm) life totally tease her on it! She has half a mind to hide her food again..... ]

I get that.. If I think too hard about anything here I - [ Woah wait. Too sad, too personal, to mention that she doesn't leave her room for a few days. ] it's just hard to try and think about the details, you know. [ There! Decidedly less pathetic and a little more open!

He might have a point.. and it's not like she can go against what he said (her instinctual response to any piece of advice) since Caroline literally isn't here. ] But I mean.. I already know what I want, though? What else is there to think about?

How are you bothering her? You just said that you don't know where you stand with her. [ a tilt of the head. ] It's very likely that you're overthinking the situation a lot more than you should be. [ what giorno doesn't add is that he also thinks that lottie is the only one who thinks this way about her problem, but in the interests of Not Making It Worse he doesn't add it. ]

And I don't know about .... already knowing what you want. Desire isn't supposed to be fulfilled. It'll change here too.

Well, you know.. People are busy and have pasts and do things. [ After all, being pretty is a full time career! ] You don't get it, I knew it! It's just that complicated, okay.

[ He definitely isn't wrong.. Anyone who knows Lottie knows she overthinks and likes to stew in her own thoughts more often than not. No one has bothered to point it out though - so Giorno being right is kinda freaky.

That last part in particular manages to confuse her, though.. She already knows what she wants for sure. All of Caroline's attention and for her to be Lottie's! Plain and simple!! ]

But, what do you mean? It'll change?

I mean that sometimes you meet people here and you end up caring for them even if it takes a lot out of you. That can change someone in ways they can't predict.

[ he sits up to glance at the bag of cheetos. there's a bit left but he's not feeling like taking any more from her, especially when she's been saving it. ] Thanks for the food.

[ Well.. He does have a point, kind of. She doesn't think that'll happen though - there's not enough hot people for her to associate with, after all. Not that she's going to say that out loud.. Lottie has some tact. Just not a lot. ]

You're welcome.

[ She sees his glance towards the bag, brows raising before popping one in her mouth. ]

You're the first person I met who would actually be able to eat these, so.. It's only fair.