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birb-catto · 9 months
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The Human Who Can Never Forget
Cale: Raon, I am someone who cannot forget
Clopeh: CALE-NIM IS GOD!
Cale: …But I really don’t know that guy
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save-the-data · 8 months
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Kiseki: Dear to Me | S01E03
Taiwanese Drama - 2023, 13 episodes
Link: Gaga | Viki | YouTube | iQIYI | WeTV | Tencent
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englishotomegames · 9 months
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Amnesia: Later x Crowd (AMNESIA LATER アムネシア レイター) (AMNESIA CROWD アムネシア クラウド)
Release dates (Nintendo Switch) Japanese (Amnesia Later, PSP): March 15th, 2012 Japanese (Amnesia Crowd, PSP): April 18th, 2013 English: September 20th, 2022
"The fandisk companion to Amnesia™: Memories featuring two games previously only released in Japan! Within Amnesia: Later and Amnesia: Crowd, each title will provide a multitude of different story scenarios, as well as new mini-games. Deepen your relationship with the main characters and sub-characters of the original game and see what sparks!
Amnesia: Later Beginning with the enchanting NEW WORLD, you can unlock four different story scenarios, ranging from a study of the many sides of Waka in WAKA'S WORLD to AFTER STORY, which takes place after the events of Amnesia: Memories. Depending on the routes unlocked in AFTER STORY, you may even hear wedding bells...
Amnesia: Crowd Enjoy even more story scenarios, like the thrilling what-if story of SUSPENSE, where you must interact with your environment to escape danger in each route. Plus, play a variety of café mini-games in WORKING or card games in TRUMP, earning Orion Points to unlock events."
These are the the two Amnesia fandisks combined into one, for the Nintendo Switch! You can buy the physical version from Amazon.com here, or digitally from the Nintendo store.
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pharawee · 1 year
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Tuss Thotsawat as NEIL & Kokliang Parinya as NICK —LOVE SYNDROME III, Episode 3
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nat-of-personifs · 18 days
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look
The only lie Foundation has ever told her father is that she doesn’t remember his face.
He’s pale, from too little time spent in the sun and too much spent with her, with slicked-back hair streaked with gray. Gray eyes. Her own are brown from the dirt she’s hidden under, and her face is darker because of everything inside her, but gray is the color of her hair and her bones, which she knows from all the surgeries that made her forget the faces of everyone else. And the shadows under their eyes are both darker than the rest of them, except maybe his suit.
The blindfold is only for security, of course. Never mind that even if her lie was the truth, she’d be able to tell him apart from anyone else, and the other twelve, and her younger brother, in ways much deeper than skin and color, or even smell and voice and touch. But he insisted, and she supposes it’s a good reminder it will always be his job to know better.
The fabric is comforting, if itchy, if impossible to forget.
She never thought of him by his face anyway. He was simply cool, soothing, numbing any trace of guilt that might have fought its way to her conscious mind despite her induced amnesia. When he touches her, she can tell his lockpick fingers are stained with ink from all the paperwork he signs, or above ninety-eight point six degrees from their time on warm computer keyboards.
So why is his… colleague asking her to take off her blindfold?
It’s not an order. It’s not an order.
O5-10 is the keeper of her memories, and her first thought is that they’re presenting her with a test. She’s wondered what they–and everyone else–look like, of course; curiosity isn’t something she can make herself forget. But Archivists like them don’t last long. She’d quashed the worst of her speculation on that role long ago.
And then–wait.
She thinks she’s known them for… less than a decade, probably. She knows, from the time she’s spent inside their head, they were always too young for this. She knows, from the scalding passion she’d seen, that they were always too emotional to face everything she’s done.
This feels familiar.
That’s all she has to go off of, impressions left in her by everyone before them that acid didn’t eat away at. It makes sense, too, that they’d want her to remember their face once they were dead, as some kind of return for all the memories they’d held for her. Which would be illogical, since all her father would have to do would be to cut out an eye to make her forget again, but suicide isn’t usually any more rational than that.
She asks. She never lies to the thirteen, and that includes about her worries, when it’s not an order. It’s not an order.
Silence, and then they put a hand on the place where her blindfold’s tied and it’s, “Of course not. Do you feel it in our exchange?”
It’s hotter than usual, and it increases as they speak, extra conviction to convince her.
It’s hotter, but at its core, the same desire to protect, bathed in more blue than before. She wants to take off her labcoat.
She shakes her head.
“So what are you worried about?”
It’s such a ridiculous question, she’s able to finish thinking that before she remembers they’re one of the thirteen, and anything that sounds ridiculous from them is just sensibility that she doesn’t have the right memories to understand.
“It’s against protocol,” she says instead.
They pull their hand away from her blindfold. “I don’t think it’ll be an issue. You have a thousand other ways to identify me, and you deserve to know something like this about me when I know so much about you.”
A bit of green lances out from their feedline. Something from a previous affiliation she’s never been able to wipe out; it stings, badly, and she wants to scowl. She stays silent.
“Ira?“
“…I don’t know, mixer.”
“You don’t have to, of course. I just think it will be better this way.”
The exchange softens, and she feels its warmth in the sharp points of her fingernails. She wants to shake it away, or entrap it, rid herself of the temptation. Her father would be able to get rid of this with a touch.
He’d also advised her to comply with the others’ wishes, even when it wasn’t required.
“…Go ahead.”
It’s only for him, of course.
“You’re sure?”
Well, why would she say that if she wasn’t?
She nods.
When she makes no move to take it off herself, they grasp the bottom edge of her blindfold and pull it down for her, letting it fall to her neck and hang like an incredibly loose collar. She keeps her eyes on it for a few seconds before she dares to look first at their suit–as black as she remembers her father’s being, though without a red tie–and then at their hands–the nails painted blue–and then their face.
They’re smiling, to her surprise, and she musters one back. She’s fairly certain that’s what one’s supposed to do.
The warmth is still there, coiled around her heart, stopping it from hammering itself to death like she knows it’s what it would be doing otherwise, with the… adrenaline of looking into an Overseer’s face as if she were an equal, and the fear they’ll go the route of everyone else that locks up her bones sometimes. They’re smiling. They’re wearing glasses. Their blue hair is the brightest thing in her line of sight.
Their hair is blue.
Out of the thirteen, it does make the most sense, but she checks her impressions and it’s not familiar at all.
They have the shadows under their eyes and the pale(r) skin most of her own develop as side effects of their exchange, at least, and the suit is good. But the hair.
“It’s not… too big of a deal, is it?” They laugh; her smile seemed to have leeched any tension about this from their body. “Do you like what you see?”
And goosebumps rise on her arms at the movement of their mouth and jaw and chest, and all the muscles that are, functionally, the same to her own. It’s okay when they’re still, when she can evaluate them like a picture, but videos are never this vivid, and just–
They’re moving. She can see them moving.
“I do, mixer. Thank you.”
She’ll figure out if that’s a lie or not later.
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ofgildedgallows · 2 months
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The Amnesia Nendoroids all look so cute, I can't wait until I have them all ☾ .⭒˚
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misschimotosuwa-blog · 8 months
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sakura-code · 2 months
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Okay this is just more an adorable thought basing off the timeline we’ve had in Rain Code, but imagine if Yuma discovered his love for detective novels because Yakou let him read some of the ones he had in his sub the first night Yuma came.
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Writing Prompt: Amnesia
                Your MC has just woken up from some sort of severe accident. They are surrounded by their close friends, family, loved ones, and everyone is so relieved to see them awake. The only problem is, they don’t recognize any of them, or have any memory of what happened.
                In this prompt you are forced to look at your protagonist’s life from the outside in. What are the external clues that tell us who they are? How they react to their situation also tells us a lot about who they are, despite the memory loss. The idea is both you and your protagonist will be patching together the pieces of their life.
                I love to consider things like, what does their phone look like when they turn it on? What do they find when they scroll through their photos, or text messages? Would they get the wrong idea about someone because of a conversation they’re reading out of context? Or would they trust someone more than they usually would have, because they aren’t blinded by their own past biases?
                When coming from an outsider perspective, everything is on the table. Friendship dynamics, worldview, style, do they even like the same people they had after meeting them again?   Do they still agree with past decisions they had made?
                Oh, and what happens if they regain their memory again? What happens if they never do?
There’s a million directions to take this prompt, and that’s what makes it so fun. Let me know if you try it out, and how it goes!
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aishiteru-kenshin · 11 months
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AMNESIA | Tōma, Ukyou, Ikki & Heroine
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save-the-data · 1 year
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Love Syndrome | Official Teaser
Thai Drama - 2023 Airs: March, 4, 2023
~~ Adapted from book 3 of the web novel series "Love Syndrome" (รักโคตรๆ โหดอย่างมึง) by Yeo Nim (ยอนิม).
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bingqiufics · 11 months
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Title: Cracked Mirror 
Author: Ehann
Relationship: Jiuyuan
Timeline: Canon Divergence / Shen Jiu Lives AU / Shen Twins AU
Status: Complete
Rating: Mature
Length: Novel ( 52K ) 
Summary:
Seriously, did Shen Yuan like, transmigrate or something? Wouldn’t he at least get a System to tell him what the fuck is happening if he did? How long has his body been here anyway? Did it die of hunger? Someone throw him a bone for fucks sake!
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yuisdad · 1 year
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Why did Toma lock Orlok in his cage that one time. I know this is supposed to be funny, but the context from Amnesia’s first game makes this worse.
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mirror-to-the-past · 9 months
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I am but a measly 2:00:15 into the genre-defining "Riku is Gay" video, but like. Damn, Tennelle Flowers is a cinematic genius. I've remained so thoroughly enthralled by the tasteful spacing of audio commentary, clips from the games, and excerpts from the novels/writer interviews that I've hardly even noticed the time passing. What is this video laced with, man- I love video essays, but usually I have to rewind a gazillion times due to my attention slipping against my will.
That collage of comparison clips from KH2 Beast's arc and Riku's KH1-KH2 arc is killing me, man. Ever wish you could tattoo a part of a video to your forehead? Apparently, now I do.
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thegeminisage · 6 months
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i have ALL DAY (until 5pm) to myself, with only minor household responsibilities to see to. delighted. i'm gonna think about star trek nonstop until then or until my dopamine receptors simply burn out of existence whichever comes first
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spring-demonx · 5 months
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Feels weird finishing CupiPara finally🥹 I know I still have to go back and do the normal and the rest of the bad ends so I'm technically not finished in the complete the game sense... I recently bought Amnesia: Later x Crowd, so I might either start playing that, or start officially playing Bustafellows, since I haven't even completed the prologue😂 Might actually do that since I got it when I bought Cupid Parasite, so it's just been sitting there lol
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