"Il bugiardo deve avere buona memoria."

[sharktrash]

Who: Squalo and YOU!
What: Squalo returns from surprise trip to Scary Lab Dungeon
When: evening of April 2nd (and later)
Where: Pride HQ, maybe the city later
Warnings: squalo language, drugs, craziness, will update if needed


-- A

[ Turns out trying (and (temporarily) succeeding) to trick Lesedi is a bad idea. He spends about thirty hours with the delightful brain probing team down in the labs, and then he's extensively warned and set free. Or, rather, just shoved out after making sure he got the message. ]

[ So, there he is, sort of staggering into Pride's lobby because he can still feel those unpleasant tingly things in his brain which might be aftereffects of the machine or cocaine withdrawal or an unholy mix of both. He takes a few shaky steps, rests a hand on the wall while leaning forward -- and throws up right there on the floor. ]

[ He stands there for a moment, and then starts laughing. It's loud, sharp, and frankly, somewhat unsettling. ]

[ There's probably a lot of people around and everything. The tabloids will sure love destroying his image further if anyone from the media is there to see him empty his stomach in a public area and have a manic hyena laughter fit over it. The famous alcoholic, cokehead and sex criminal of metal finally gone off his rocker etc etc. Does he care? Not right now, no. ]


-- B

[ Once he's done with that, he'll head "home". Which might be either MANTICORE's or Junkyard Carnival's suite at this rate. For what it's worth, he seems unharmed, but that weird aura of amusement and being close to a psychotic murder fit is still lingering. Did you even notice he was gone? ]

[ If you're anyone who has some reason to see him naked -- a bandmate, a bae, someone who helps him in the bathroom or just loves peeping on people in there -- you'll discover that pretty much his whole back seems to be bruised, as if he'd been thrown against something with incredible force. He doesn't seem bothered unless you ask, though. ]


-- C

[ The next day, he can be found doing the usual stuff. Recording, going outside to play with his bike, heading out into the city, most likely to drink. Possibly to meet Luce too, at some point. He might seem a little calmer than usual, though, as if the whole world around is somehow beneath him. The trademark smirk on his face almost looks knowing at times, but depending on who you are, he might just shrug if asked about it. ]


-- D

[ Wild card! Hit me up via PM or at jigglyballs and we'll make something else up! ]

Comments

[sharktrash]

...yeah? Why wouldn't we?

[ He remembers how he got here, among other things. Someone had really gone to town with his brainwashing, probably realizing he wouldn't believe anything less. ]

[giglio_madonna]

Let me ask you this- do you remember having parents? A family? Friends from before you joined the music industry?

[She's going somewhere with this.]

[sharktrash]

[ He cants his head to the side, watching her suspiciously. ]

Yes. I could tell you their names and jobs too, but I'm not gonna. [ The last bit does give him a bit of a pause, though. The notion of "childhood friends" somehow sends his thoughts right to the walking misfortune also known as Dino, but the few things he does seem to recall have nothing to do with music or Terra. ] ...I didn't have time for friends. [ It's not exactly a lie. ]

[giglio_madonna]

Of course you didn't, dear, and that's why you made that very suspicious pause.

[Shaking her head in what seems like amusement, Luce carries on.]

Last year, I would have told you a very different story about what my mother is like compared to what I know about her from the visions I've been having. If what you remembered of one person suddenly changed, what would you think?

[sharktrash]

[ He gives her the finger. ]

At this point? I'd believe the new information. [ And he's frowning. ] And if what you remembered of one person was confirmed?

[ they did a smart maneuver about his ho mum tbh ]

[giglio_madonna]

[The finger gets swatted at. Respect your elders, Squalo.]

I'd interrogate them to see if things really added up.

[sharktrash]

[ if he respected his elders he probably wouldn't have assisted his bae in patricide. ]

And if they're dead?

[giglio_madonna]

[Oh, you kids and your familial murdering]

That does make things a little more difficult. How was it confirmed for you?

[sharktrash]

I remembered the same thing as I, well, remember.

[giglio_madonna]

[That makes things a little tricky... Or maybe it makes sense?]

Have you picked apart the differences?

[sharktrash]

[ okay maybe let's handwave the rest? would she tell him anything in particular? he'd probably tell her about what Koumei discovered aka that some people seem to be from the same places while others are not, if she doesn't know that yet, but i don't think they had any particularly groundbreaking information. ]

[giglio_madonna]

[She might mention what Arpegius told her about the ghosts trying to help bring back their memories? So don't fuck over the ghosts, Squalo, you shitstorm of a human being]

[sharktrash]

[ "k" is basically what he'll say tbh ]