#Hello Amnesia

[dorianplatinum]

“Dear London, my London your bridge has now fallen. I’m in a reflection, inversion. They’re calling it by the same name as you but I don’t think it’s true. Demons walk freely in 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝” 𝓛𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓸𝓷 𝓯𝓽. Hello Amnesia

Watch the music video NOW to see me get progressively MORE wet 😂

Directed by Kyler Bathon. Shot by Nate Elbert. Assistant videographer and bts photography by Reece Lingat.

[dewwshi]

can't remember when i realized i was in love (la-la-love) can't remember who it was i was thinking of

[where-is-my-brother-help]

huh...?

[respectthepetty]

Someone just told me Charlie has amnesia because they didn't realize I truly have no idea what is happening in Pit Babe,

And now I'm so confused.

But I'm also laughing because this is "Way is an enigma who can control minds" all over again.

I love y'all so much, and I'm so glad y'all told me to watch this show without subs and on mute again. World-class experience.

[ardenrosegarden]

And you? Are you injured? No. Then start gathering.

[amnesia-filled-gardens]

My biggest achievement is that I got my stepdad interested in Hermitcraft just through showing him clips from the Life Series. Like, at first it was just the Life Series. He would watch different people episodes and talk to me about them and then I started showing clips from Grians S6 of Hermitcraft and bits from S9 but when he first tried watching it, he said he just couldn't get into it but he eventually did and now we talk abt it together. He even copies ideas he sees in HC into our own world. He mostly seems to watch Impulse, Tango, Grian, Gem, Pearl and False. He'll ask who I'm watching if he sees me on someone's video and asks if I've seen a specific thing from other people's videos. It's so fun.

[hood-ex]

Having an Aquaman crisis, but I hate delving into his comics, so I may just have to sit and suffer with this one.

[mewkwota]

Random little line redraw from Namco X CAPCOM. It amuses me that no matter how many times Volnutt outwardly states "I have to destroy you" Juno keeps talking to him like this. He Does Not Like You.

[ouidamforeman]

as ive been pondering lately about how i would write my oc doctor incarnation if i could just magically make a season of dr who, ive been thinking about how the series writers have dealt with or not dealt with the character's internality and what types of feeling they portray them having or skirting around, like i feel like sometimes dr who as a Thing kind of weaves around the dr's genuine feelings as a person? im always interested in when i read one of the novels and it has doctor pov and you get more vivid descriptions of their personal thoughts and feelings, there's an energy in the series on and off of idk, like, ppl almost avoiding the idea of this character being genuine and emotionally vulnerable esp when exploring their personal wants and relationships and how they think of their own feelings in this regard, and occasionally also an avoidance of really exploring their thoughts in general I suppose in order to maintain their mystique and heroic invulnerability but also I guess to avoid being inconsistent or too conventional w this kind of insane and mysterious alien character who could be lying about what they say about themselves at any time. but yeah i always think about how i would write them if i was just thinking about them as a person first and foremost without limiting what theyre allowed to explicitly think bout and i feel and its just fun to consider. lots of my thoughts are about their queerness and interpersonal relationships bc im gay lol, but also often their morality and passionate care for others and their perpetual outsider status

[kissorkill16]

Starting Over: A Hello Neighbor Fanfic

By JJ

Summary: When Nicky gets amnesia, the Petersons see it as a perfect chance to start over.

(P.S., continuation from this. + Some screenshots!)

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Nicky was now working a minimum wage cashier job at the Natural Grocer. His friends were working at some other stores, and they also were working cashiers.

He and his friends were trying to make money to cover their college expenses for next year.

Even though Jay and Luanne told him he'd pay for Nicky's college tuition, Nicky didn't want to feel like he was relying on his new adoptive parents so much.

But he didn't doubt that they could pay for it. After all, they worked long hours every day of the week at some of the biggest buildings in town. Nicky just wanted to be a little self reliant.

When Nicky was on break, he got a text from Delroy, and he read it to see what he wanted.

"There's a frat party at the university your new mom works at. Wanna go?"

Nicky thought about it for a moment.

On one hand, he didn't want to go to a party where Luanne worked. Frat parties normally ended up in huge messes. But on the other hand, if he promised to only stay for a few hours and not get drunk, then maybe it'd be okay.

He texted back a moment later.

"Sure."

That weekend night, Nicky, Ivan and Delroy were at the frat party. Dancing to music, taking shot after shot, and flirting with other girls at the party.

However, Nicky just made sure his friends didn't go too far with the drinks and the flirting. As he made sure he didn't get drunk.

He went to the bathroom for a minute, then came back out to see Delroy pouring a drink. Then his friend handed the cup to him.

"C'mon, man. You barely had one drink.", said Delroy. "Let loose."

But Nicky refused. "I can't. I'm sorry, but I just don't want to get drunk tonight.", he said.

Delroy rolled his eyes, but he didn't argue any further. "Whatever, man. Suit yourself.", he said before drinking from the cup himself and walking away.

Nicky thought about it for another moment, and he couldn't help but think that maybe one drink wouldn't hurt.

It would only make him a tiny bit tipsy. Even then, Nicky would still be able to get home with only a tipsy head and a hangover the next day.

As he thought, he poured a cup full of bourbon. He was about to drink, but then someone tapped on his shoulder. He turned around to see who it was, but he didn't see anyone.

Nicky was confused, but he ended up drinking his bourbon.

Nicky stayed at the party for a while longer, but he felt like he was about to pass out. His head felt heavy, his stomach was churning, and he thought for sure he was going to die.

He tried to get his friends together, but they were both almost passed out on the floor themselves. Even though Nicky felt like shit, he carried them to their car parked outside and got in the driver's seat. He thought he could make it back home before he passed out, and he could drop Ivan and Delroy back home in the morning.

But driving made things even more difficult.

With all the street lights and car horns honking in the night, it made his tipsiness even worse. The poor man thought he was going to die.

He tried so hard to pay attention to the road, trying not to get confused between the blurriness and the actual road ahead.

Then a harsh impact came colliding with his whole body. The last thing he remembered doing was throwing up on his lap and he felt a sharp pain in his arm.

Nicky woke up, eyes squinting from the bright light shining above him.

When he woke up a little more, he didn't know where he was. A white room, a window with curtains and a sunny day shining through, and he was in a bed with white sheets and blankets.

He couldn't move one of his arms or sit up a lot, because his arm was in a cast, and his head was also wrapped in bandages.

The door to the room opened, and a man in a white coat walked in.

"Hello, sir.", he said. "My name is Doctor Albert Maxwell. What's your name?"

Nicky didn't say anything for a moment, he looked at his lap, then back at the doctor. "I don't know.", he said.

Dr. Maxwell looked at him, confused. He looked at his clipboard, then back at Nicky. "It says here that your name is Nicholas Michael Peterson.", he said.

"W-What?", said Nicky. He felt himself starting to panic. "Where am I? What happened? Why am I here? Why can't I -?"

"Nicholas, calm down.", said Dr. Maxwell. "You're going to be alright. You're in the Raven Brooks hospital, we brought you here after you and your friends were involved in a car crash. After the tests we made, we thought it would only be a few broken bones, but...I think it's much worse."

Nicky clutched the blanket on his lap, "Worse how?", he asked.

Dr. Maxwell sighed, "You've been diagnosed with amnesia."

The doctor said that the impact of the crash on his head may have affected his memory, because Nicky couldn't remember anything before the crash.

"We've contacted your family, they should be on the way right now.", he said. Nicky was confused, "Family?"

"Yes. You have a family.", said Dr. Maxwell. "You'll find out more about them after they've arrived."

Nicky nodded, and the doctor left the room once again, leaving Nicky alone to his thoughts.

"So I have a family?", he thought. "Do I have a wife and kids? A mom and dad? Brother(s) and/or sister(s)?"

After an hour or so, Dr. Maxwell came in again. This time, with other people. A large man in a blue argyle sweater, a woman with reddish orange hair in a bun, a younger man with brown hair and white shirt, and a teen girl with reddish orange hair, blue headband and blue dress.

They were all looking at him with tears in their eyes.

"Is that really him?", asked the teen girl. "Have our prayers been answered? Am I dreaming?"

The young man pinched the teen girl, making her yelp. "Nope. You're not dreaming.", he said. The teen girl slapped the young man's hand away.

"Aaron, Mya, stop it.", said the woman with a bun. She looked back at Nicky, and the tears from her eyes began to fall down her face, staining her mascara.

She almost walked over to Nicky, trying to give her a hug, but the doctor stopped her in her tracks. "Not now, Mrs. Peterson. Your son just had a very serious crash, I don't think he can take any more pressure against his body.", he said, making her step back.

The large man couldn't take his eyes off of Nicky, "Oh my God, this is wonderful. He's found, he's alive. I'm just so happy.", he said, voice choking up.

Nicky just looked back at the group of people, extremely confused. "I don't know who any of you are.", he said in a small voice.

Dr. Maxwell looked at the group of people. "Yeah, that's what I needed to talk to you about. The impact of the crash on Nicky's head, it affected his memory, giving him a bit of amnesia. So doesn't exactly know who any of you are. I apologize for being the bearer of bad news.", he said.

Then he left the room.

The large man walked to one of the sides of Nicky's bed and leaned down to meet his level. Nicky saw his wide smile and tear filled eyes.

"Hello, Nicky. It's me. Your father.", said the man. "My name is Theodore Peterson, and this is my wife, Diane. My son and daughter, Aaron and Mya."

Nicky looked at the rest of the group of people, and they smiled and waved at him. Nicky hesitantly smiled and waved back, but his smile fell.

"I'm sorry, I just don't know who any of you are.", he said.

"That won't be a problem, Nicky. We promise.", said the woman, who Nicky now was supposed to know as his mother, Diane. "You can get to know us all over again. We'll take care of everything."

"Hopefully, you can regain your memory along the way.", said the young man, or his brother Aaron.

Dr. Maxwell walked back into the room, holding a bottle of water. "I brought this for Nicky.", he said.

"Doctor, when do we get to take him home?", asked the teen girl, Mya, Nicky's sister. "Soon. Right?"

"Well, we'll just have to see about that.", said Dr. Maxwell. He looked back down at his clipboard, "But surely, he'll be out of here by next week. Maybe sooner if we're lucky."

Diane looked back at Nicky with a wide smile on her face, "You hear that, my baby? You're coming home with us. We'll be a family again.", she said.

Nicky smiled and nodded. He took the water bottle from Dr. Maxwell and watched him and his family leave the room. Then he laid back down on his bed and happily sighed.

"I can't wait to get to know my family again.", he thought.

(Extra Scene):

"Mom, Dad, do we have to do this?", asked Mya. "I mean, why can't we just be honest? We could still start over with him."

Diane sighed, "Mya, this is our only chance to start over. I failed as a mother with Nicky, and now he doesn't even remember who any of us are? This is perfect! Teddy, isn't this perfect?"

"Absolutely perfect, Diane.", said Ted.

Aaron sighed, "But the doctor said there was a 50% chance he could regain his memory.", he said. But his parents wouldn't listen, his dad put a hand up, silencing him. "Ah, but there's also a 50% chance he couldn't. And we'll make sure he doesn't."

"God! Don't tell me. Are you guys going to keep hitting his head multiple times whenever he gets some of his actual memory back?", Mya asked.

"Mya, what kind of a foolish question is that? Nicky has already been through enough pain, let's not add to it.", said Diane.

Her words only made Aaron and Mya more frustrated.

"This is ridiculous!", said Mya. "I'm not going to lie to my own brother!"

"Me neither!", said Aaron. "It's bad enough I snuck into a frat party and poisoned his drink so he'd fall asleep and we could take him home. I'm not gonna lie to him too!"

Ted and Diane sighed, trying to calm down a little before they looked back at their children.

"Aaron, didn't you wish that Nicky would disappear?", asked Ted. Aaron's eyes widened, and he looked down at his shoes. Then Ted looked at Mya, "And didn't you agree with your brother when he said that?"

Diane sighed, rubbing her temple. "You two have the nerve to say we're bad parents, when you're just as bad as us. We're not the only ones who treated him like garbage, y'know.", she said.

Aaron and Mya didn't say anything more, they just looked down at the floor. Their parents walked closer to them and gently wrapped their arms around them.

"But it will all be alright.", said Ted. "We can start over with Nicky. This is the perfect way to make up for our mistakes and be the family we should've been years ago, all you two have to do is listen to us."

Aaron and Mya exchanged a look, then looked back down at the floor. They nodded, and their parents gently rubbed the backs of their heads.

Ted and Diane looked at each other and smiled.

"We're great parents. Aren't we, Diane?", Ted asked his wife.

"Yes, Teddy. Yes we are.", Diane replied to her husband.

[baelavelaryon]

@deadrlngers tagged me to take this "patron saint of..." quiz for my ocs. i chose my three most doomed children and i'm now unwell 💕

tagging: @aztarion @aezyrraeshh @brightaxe @ortanthaig @gallusneve and you!

hanusa fern - baldur's gate 3

patron saint of relics patron saint of remembering. patron saint of holding something close. patron saint of holding on for too long. for a saint, a relic is often a part of the body, kept for some physical memento of their holiness. they are all in your hands, now: does it feel like remembrance? does it feel sanctified? are the dust and blood as precious as they're supposed to be?

paige langford - the wayhaven chronicles

patron saint of horror you're the patron saint of the dawning moment of realization. the patron saint of comprehension, maybe. the patron saint of understanding. the patron saint of knowing exactly what's going to happen. of seeing clearly. of not being able to look away.

alex rothman - vampire the masquerade bloodlines

patron saint of martyrs the patron saint of those who died to be like you. maybe you died to be like them too: but at the end of it, you weren't like them. patron saint of tragedy. saint of saints. it's you who holds the hands of the holy dead, and you who has to answer: what do they do if they regretted it?

[i3utterflyeffect]

Nightshade: "Why is there a kid here, where are their parents???" [Proceeds to not wait for an answer and yoinks Second] Second: Going to explode because Alan doesn't [fully] recognize them. Victim: Also going to explode [totally not from jealousy, hahahahahaha-💥💥💥💥]

victim just hates other hollowheads, it's not rooted in jealousy at ALL guys, nightshade is just the exception because he's not a terrible person, right???? IT'S NOT JEALOUSY THEY'RE NOT JEALOUS. SHUT UP THEY'LL KILL YOU NEXT

SC still very much is the favorite kid (much to their delight actually) but this pisses off vic immeasurably because HEY. THAT'S MY DAD ambiguous friend figure of no particular crucial importance in my life

[disappearedsock]

man if someone had told me severance was a psychological thriller/mystery and not just a weird office space hijinks show id have watched it much sooner tbh

[andimhome]

got home at 7am full of energy watched a random royal rumble passed the fuck out during the last minute of it and woke up groggy as hell an hour later to get ready for a new job interview & 3 missed calls on my phone from Another Job Interview, My Fucking Dad, and The Blood Bank

[t1memachiene]

🌟Hello!🌟

I’m not necessarily new to this platform, but this is a new account 😅.

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Name: M. (No this is not my real name)

Pronouns: She/Her

Age: HS Student 😀

Taken ❤️

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Some things about me:

I’m working to be a Animal Science and American History major(s)

I am a horseback riding instructor

I work in Special Education :)

FFA for life ✊

I am Roman Catholic

German American

Autistic

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Blog Purpose?

I will be posting oc content and perhaps the occasional fandom content. This is meant for art or info posts, as well as c.ai bot updates and requests (I will have a later post about that once I get my acc better organized)

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Favorite…

Shows:

BBC Ghosts

CBS Ghosts

Loki (Marvel)

Turn: Washington’s Spies

My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic

Movies:

Night at the Museum (trilogy)

Pirates of the Caribbean (first three)

1917

Indiana Jones movies

JoJo Rabbit

Books:

1984

The Picture of Dorian Gray

All Quiet on the Western Front

The Song of Achilles

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

Games:

Any Studio Investigrave Games

FNaF games

DSaF and Joy of Creatiom (FNaF fan games)

Mortician’s Assistant

Mouthwashing

Amnesia (Justine is my fav)

Any small indie horror games :)

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Likes:

History

Horses

Reading/Writing

Disney

Teaching

Stars

Dislikes:

Modern Politics

Movies with ZERO comedy 😪

Judgey/Hateful people

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Hope to post and get to know people :)

This acc will not be overly active because of school and family life 👍

[light-wrath-paradise]

Help I accidentally created a cast where 3 people out of 11 have NPD. So far. The number might get higher. If I don't watch out.