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[darkforcerising]

So... in my memories, I go from being a slave to being rescued by a cult that really doesn't want me... They are like the upper-class Free Masons of the Victorian era but with superpowers, and I'm the street trash they have to walk through, holding their noses.

Guys, I'm starting to think my memories don't have a 'fun' or 'happy' setting...

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[temptationaccomplished]

I'm very sorry to hear that.

[darkenedmoon]

I haven't many myself, but...I don't think mine do, either...

[hardtoignore]

My memories don't really have a happy setting either. But they're definitely fun. In a mean way.

I mean, I'm having fun. I'm happy. But generally that means other people are getting hurt.

[traceofeffort]

I'd offer to trade, but I think you'd take me up on that and I don't think you want to deal with at least three different versions of Crippling Self-Doubt: The Experience. All of which involve teenage girls, and none of which have options for shooting the problem, punching the problem, or running away from the problem.

At least you've got superpowers to maybe look forward to? Sorry, I'm trying, but. I'm not sure there are a lot of bright sides to pull out of that.

[neverjedi]

I'm sorry, Anakin.

I wanted you.