Cy, what are you doing?! Just--we need to go, it's already bad enough we barged into some random couple's house!! Stop digging! Stop digging! You shouldn't be--Tyler? What are you talking about?! You aren't Tyler, you're CyFi! Cyrus Finch! Snap out of it, you'd better snap out of it!

Wait...he has an implant...? But that's--! That could've been me! I was supposed to be like that! I was supposed to--don't tell me I'll end up like that...

I don't want it! I don't want to do it! I don't want to be a tithe! I don't want to die! Not if this is what's going to happen.

((OOC: 1% on memories of the 'honor' of being a tithe and the passage in the Bible that made him a holy tithe. 2% on full memories of what happened in Joplin with Cy, including the context of CyFi's brain implant. 3% used, 9% total, 0% remaining.))

I...this shouldn't be possible. I'm a girl...? But I should be a guy! This is...

...

I-In any case, I now know a bit more about my life. But I still don't understand what my unwinding was supposed to be.

((OOC: Backdated to earlier. 3% spent of tidbits of Lev's childhood, including memories of school, religious learning, softball team, and his relatives.))

Shiver me timbers, I--

Aye...

The landlubbers have messed with us yet again.

...

I'll be in the captain's quarters.

Has anyone ever considered the idea that we might all be getting false memories?

What are the chances that people taken from all these different worlds meet here and suddenly remember each other? Very low. And the timing of memories--they're a bit too well-timed. Like that memory about CyFi...

Maybe they have more control over us than we'd like to think. These memories we're getting...they might not be our memories at all. They might not be the memories of anyone in existence--this could all be fake.

Christmas store...but I don't know where.

...

Hey...whoever I went to that party with, you remember anything about a Christmas store? You and I were both there.

((OOC: Remembers the first 'Cy-Ty' incident at the Christmas store where Cy-Ty stole a few things. Remembers up until Lev questions him about it, so a few seconds after or so. 1% used, 3% total, 0% left over.))

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I can't believe what I was doing last week. A party in the park? Talking with people so easily? Joining a basketball team? That was foolish of me. I'm never doing it again...and I guess I'll just have to deal with the consequences as they come...

I still can't believe myself...

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Party in the park is over with. Sorry to whoever I bothered.

And Ginko...what can I say? hmm.

((OOC: Strikes crossed out.))

I've been too quiet, out of the way since I came here. Sure, I may not remember anything and I may not be from around here, but that's not really a reason to be so antisocial. Sheesh, I should've done this when I first got here.

We need to have a party. Have we ever had a little party around here? Even if we did, I'm throwing another one. I'll be in the park, if anyone wants to come.

Oh, and who's my roomie again? Ginko? Sorry I've been really quiet and stuff--guess I should introduce myself right about now, huh? I'm Levi--call me Lev. I've been here a few months, but I obviously haven't been doing much. Nice to meet you!

((OOC: laughing...too...hard-- If people actually want to have a log for the party, let me know and I can start one?))

Levi Jedediah Calder. Tenth son of the Calder family, and a tithe to be unwound...but something went wrong the day I was meant to be tithed.

My nine brothers and sisters--four of them were storked. And Marcus was the only one who didn't want me to be unwound.

Lev is a better name. It doesn't sound as weird.

I don't like remembering so little, but it's a start. I'll find a way to learn more.

((OOC: 2% for his name and background info on the family. Marcus is the only sibling he remembers by face and by his actions at the tithing party. Doesn't know what happened on his way to the harvest camp. Has context for the term "storked" but not "unwound." Hell yeah, notes to self.))

Hey.

Does anyone have any chemicals I could borrow to make an explosion? And if anyone needs to know why, it's for a melon.

*Levi has returned from the fields with a red melon in tow, climbing to the top of the Ari Apartments building and dramatically letting the melon drop, slightly amused by the fact that he's even doing something like this.*

((OOC: Will reply to this post everytime he tries something new to break a melon. Feel free to comment on what he's doing if you notice!))

Are you happy now? I've been washed of whatever explosive I had on me. I'm perfectly harmless now.

They had a room for me in the apartments when I checked the listing. That's a bit weird, but I'm not complaining. Is it true that we really don't have to pay to live in these apartments?

And are melons always a big thing around here?

((OOC: Viral-mun--I assumed the healers only rinsed him in water or something like that, as if the explosive was on his skin. Let me know if you thought otherwise and I'll edit this post!))

Levi. That's my name, isn't it? Levi...Levi what?

I can't remember my last name. I can't remember anything! I don't know who I am...what I was doing...not a single thing. So what, do I just have to stay here in...wherever this place is and wait for someone to find me and take me back home? Wherever that is. No, that'll take too long. I might starve by that time.

I'll have to find shelter and food. Maybe look for a way out, too. Before that, though, I'll have to find how to remember everything. I'm not going to go anywhere like this.

This is going to be a long night.