(I'm doing second person a la boat trolls because I apparently write better that way now. Who knew?) You aren't human, that much is obvious considering you're completely black and have absolutely no legs. You float. It's fun. And your arms exist entirely for hugging and you have no face. But you can't seem to remember whether or not this was always the case, you say you're a spirit or something else, that's easy to say. But you're not sure. -- Tumblrtopia used to be a really nice place, or at least you remember it smelling nice. You left to go somewhere else for a couple of years, you remember that, but when you returned it was scary. You were conscripted to the Social Justice Paladins, to fight what was said to be the good fight. But you were hurting people, you could see that. You tried to runaway, but something went wrong and all you remember is waking up afraid, on a ship headed far away, with only your own name in your head. Your name is Wes, and you're made of an inky blackness that can change its shape.
=> Cody, find an obstacle. You are on your way back to the library after collecting some books people forgot to bring back when you run into Wes. At least you think that´s Wes, the formless and/or shapshifting residents can be hard to tell apart sometimes. They don´t look too happy. "Wes? Are you quite alright?"
Hrrrn. Wha? Oh, Cody. The Cat One. "Mmprh", right, need a mouth. "Hi." You say quietly. "I don't know." You say, you look around yourself. "Where are we right now?" you must have moved. "Do you remember me, when I first arrived here?"
You flick your tail, making your skirts rustle. Wes certainly doesn´t sound alright. "You´re about two streets away from the library," you say, "and yes, I remember a little. You came very soon after I did."
"I'm remember where I was before here," you get up. Or become vertical, anyway. "I think I was on tumblrtopia. I think I was a Paladin."
"Mrrr, they recruited a lot when I was there last." you hold out a paw in case they need help. "Would mew like to come back to the library fur a cup of tea?" You still aren´t sure what is going on, but a cup of tea never hurt anyone.
"Thanks," you say, taking the paw. "That would be nice. I think I can eat. I think they did something to my head, and to the rest of me, to change what I looked like. Not sure though."
"That sounds purrfectly pawful." You say while you lead Wes to the library. You consider sitting them down in the breakroom, but decide your office is more private. So long as you leave the door open, anyone who really needs you will just have to come and get you. = > Cody, make tea. You´re already doing that, stop fussing. Your teaset is striped white and seagreen, and you can see the tea through the white china when you hold the cups up to the sunlight. You set the timer people insisted you use so you won´t furget it and summon something. (That only happened Once!) "Do mew purrfur genger or bluepurry cake, Wes?"
You hand out the tea and cake and decide to try for a joke. "Careful, it makes mew purr blue." Anything to help lighten the mood.
You're fixing the computer of one of the residents of Kintsugi when you notice that there's a small flashing light in the corner of your eyescreen. Someone's making bad puns. Another note below that tells you there's someone in distress near the pun maker. You decide to go and investigate the source of distress, and perhaps ask the other to stop making so many bad puns. => Star, investigate. You find the building. Upon closer investigation, the puns are coming from from Cody, and the distress is from...someone you can't identify. The signal almost matches Wes's, but something's off. It seems more liquid, constantly changing it's frequency. Interesting. You decide to wait until they've finished their conversation to find the source of the liquid signal.
You smile, and laugh a little, though it also sort of sounds like a cough. "Thank you," you say, and sip the tea. It tastes nice. You're starting to remember more now, and suddenly you have feet. You're standing, or maybe sitting? Or standing, on the ground. Feet are new, but you remember how to use them. What?
The tea seems to be helping Wes solidify. Good. You pour your own cup, (milk and honey, not sugar,) and sit down, gesturing at the only other chair not covered on books. "Mew wanna sit down Wes?"
You're starting to fall asleep outside the building when something alerts you. There's been a change inside the building. The distressed person has calmed down a bit, and the pattern has shifted again. Definitely Wes now. => Star, investigate further. Your curiosity gets the better of you. You go into the building and knock on Cody's door.
*ahem* You knock on @littlemissCodeless (Cody)'s office door to see if @peripheral is inside. "Hello?" you say, awaiting a response.
Having gotten permission to come in, you sit down on the floor and silently scan Wes. Something is still off. But it's definitely Wes. You make idle chatter while your brain (with help from a computer) tries to work out what could have happened to their pattern to make it fluctuate like that. Scanning your memory banks, you see that at one point, Wes was a Paladin on Tumblropolis. Could they have possibly done something to Wes?
You wave at bit at Star. Who is cool. "How are you doing Star?" you say, still trying to sort out the memories that keep appearing, unwanted, in your brain.
"I'm remembering stuff I've forgotten" you notice she's scanned you and you smile a bit. People sometimes find it invasive but for you it's sort of comforting.
