Previous thread: >>43794041
You are Nomi Takeda. At least that is what you student ID says.
About two hours ago you woke up lying on the street completely drenched by the rain.
You hurt your hands legs and head. Probably when you fell down.
After asking for help in a shop you have been brought home. Apparently the people in this house are your family but you don’t remember anyone. You actually don’t even think you should be here. Sometimes fundamental memories like language and how to use chopsticks come back but they are still sparse and confuse you even more.
After your wounds have been treated and changing into dry clothes you were looking for clues in “your room” but couldn’t find anything that would help you.
Now you just had dinner and now that you finished and thanked your mother for the meal you went back into your room to think about your situation.
It’s about 7pm and you start writing down what happened today in a journal. Hopefully it will be of some help.
[]specify the things your write in your journal (what?)
[]think about something (what?)
[]go down again to talk to you mother or sister
[]rest for the night
[]something else
>>43830143
Thanks man. It’s okay I know it’s not super exciting at the moment. I hope that will change soon but I don’t want to force it.
Like the new OP text says memories only come from time to time. We only now that this right now isn’t right.
>>43840658
Think about your birth date. Think about what normal people your age do, and try to remember -anything- relevant to your life.
Wow looks like I royally fucked up with the link to the previous thread.
Correct previous thread: >>43810239
Only one rule so far: Two replies for a decision make it happen(except it takes too long)
Rolls will use 2d6. The higher you roll the better. 1 = super bad, 12 = super good
>>43840765
Once you put the pen down you start thinking again. You remember your ID and take a look at it again. It says that you are born on February 17th, 2003. The alarm clock on your desk displays November 2015. So you are 12 years old. It makes sense when you look at the pictures or into the mirror on your wardrobe but you certainly don't feel that young.
You rather feel as if childhood is already a thing of the past for you. have you really just lost your memory and now for some reason think that you should be older? Are you imagining things or are you just arrogant?
Maybe you changed the body with someone. The concept is not unknown to you but of course still sounds silly. But if you really changed the body why can't you remember your old self? Or are you indeed Nomi and are just possessed or something? Your mind is full of weird ideas. And it seems the longer you think the worse it gets. You can't find an answer with this.
With a sigh you lean back into your chair and stare at the pictures on the board again. Trying to remember anything.
You look at your books, you stuffed animals, the clothes in your wardrobe. But nothing rings a bell.
[]go down again to talk to you mother or sister
[]rest for the night
[]something else
>>43842497
Write down the events of today, including the feeling that you should be older. Go to sleep.
The next day, assuming you go to school and make it there, think about this: What's the most advanced form of math you can do? Do you know any trig or calc, or anything more advanced? What sort of science do you recall?
>>43842497
>Rest for the night
>Try not to cry to loudly
>>43842497
>[]something else
Let try to find diary or something. And also check if we have any smartphone.
>>43842497
>[]rest for the night
We need some sleep to let our subconcious make some sense out of this.
>>43844678
>>43844070
>>43843855
You decide to stop ruminating and finish your diary entry. It’s not written very personal but rather functional. You wrote down everything you learned today and what happened. Should you for whatever reason wake up in the morning without any memories again it may help you to understand the situation a bit better.
In your school bag you also found a mobile phone. A simple flip phone. However except for some messages to some other girls who are probably friends or classmates and some pictures you took with it there is nothing to find on it that would be a gamechanger right now.
You are beat. It was a short but tough and. And absolutely crazy on top.
As you go to bed you make some mental notes of what to do the next morning. Maybe some sleep will help you to concentrate better and recall something.
You activate the preset alarm on your clock and finally close your eyes…
>>43844357
>We couldn't find a dairy but started our own.
>>43844793
(cont.)
...Bathed in sweat you jump up. Anxoius you look around you. It’s dark and it takes a little while until you roughly can see the contures of your room. In your dreams you could hear voices. A lot. Some happy. Some calm. Some angry and even hateful and some who seem just to be talking. Everything was mixed up. Blurry faces very close to you own. You couldn't see past them or make out any details. As soon as one of them were saying something it was replaced by another. It was a mess.
And now you’re a mess too.
Breathing heavily, sweating, hot and your heartrate beyond good and evil.
Some minutes pass and you manage to calm yourself a bit.
You look at the clock says it’s 11:36.
You feel like you should do something. As if you weren’t just waking up from that dream alone. You don’t have to go to the toilet. It is something else. But you can’t put your finger on it.
[]Think about it harder(roll 2d6; won’t solve the problem just partly though)
[]You need that shuteye. Now! Go back to sleep.
[]Wake up your mother or sister and get help(tell them what?)
[]something else
Rolled 4, 2 = 6 (2d6)
>>43844841
>[]Think about it harder(roll 2d6; won’t solve the problem just partly though)
Time to use our grey cells.
Rolled 6, 3 = 9 (2d6)
>>43844841
>[]Think about it harder(roll 2d6; won’t solve the problem just partly though)
>>43844880
>>43844872
6+9/2= 7,5
Success. But it could be better :/
You take some more minutes to calm yourself and think. However the stress of the day and that weird dream don’t help. You get up and open the window to let in some fresh air. It is still raining outside.
While standing and watching the rain you suddenly realize that whatever you wanted to do was something like a routine. A habit maybe.
With your eyes now adjusted to the darkness you try to find something in the room that may jog your memory. But maybe it has nothing to do at all with the you as Nomi.
It’s bothering you.
You let yourself fall on your bed in frustration and throw one of the stuffed animals to the ground.
You stare at the ceiling for a while but it doesn't help either.
In this condition it’s probably no use. You get up to get the stuffed animal back from the ground.
You can’t find it so you take your flip phone to get some light.
The damn things somehow managed to get under your wardrobe and as you kneel down while trying get it out from there you bump your head on the exact spot where you fell on earlier. Great!
And while you still feel the pain it strikes you again.
Just here, kneeling in front of your wardrobe trying to get that stupid plushie back. The same feeling as before. But what stupid habit would involve getting up in the middle of the night and bumping your head while trying to get a toy?
The only thing you definitely know is that you now have another massive headache.
Be it from the wardrobe, the dream or the pondering or all together.
[]go back to sleep
[]something else
>last post from me for today. good night.
>>43845264
>[]go back to sleep
Good night
Are we...bulimic? Kneeling every night after nightmares about people talking?
>>43845264
>>43845808
Check our teeth? Any acid damage? Brush them, if we didn't.
