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amnesiac shipping meme.

an amnesiac shipping meme

You have no idea who you are.

One day, you just woke up from the darkness, confused and alone. You barely remember your own name, much less why you're here...or where here is, even. Your own body is strange to you, and if you have some kind of power or ability, that must be frightening. Perhaps you're angry at everything so new and different, lost in this strange world you don't understand or know your own place in. Maybe you feel the need to hide away, lest you be crushed by everyone out there who is sure to hurt you.

You are so, so alone.

Only you're not. There is one person, one person who's found you and taken you in. They've shown you kindness, looking after you while you can barely look out for yourself. Out of the goodness of their heart, they've shown you things, taught you things. Most importantly, they're giving you a new sense of identity. And for that, you've begun to appreciate them. More than words can say, actually. You care for them so deeply that your heart hurts around them. Is that normal? What is this feeling? You can't imagine life without them, and leaving them- That's something you could never consider. Is this lov...

The word's on the tip of your tongue, but you can't figure it out, exactly. What you can figure out is that you want to give everything you can to the person who's done so much for them. You want to stay by their side and make them happy. You want to protect them at all costs.

So no one would blame you for getting confused when you see them with someone else or getting angry when you believe they're in danger. And certainly it's only natural for you to get frustrated when you want to tell them what you think of them, what they mean to you, and you can't figure out what to do. Perhaps following instincts will do?

One thing you know is that this bond and these emotions will never go away, not even when you learn who you are.

RULES
- This meme is for examining what happens when someone with no memories, potentially someone with powers or skills that could be dangerous at the very least, develops deep feelings for the person who's taken them in or is helping them realize their past. It can be played as awkward, adventurous, tragic, cracky, fluffy, truly romantic, or anything in between. You can play at the beginning, the part where emotions have strongly developed, or even when the amnesiac has regained their memories and must now deal with new feelings.
- Reply with your character and preferences. Mention if you'd like to play the amnesiac, the caretaker/help, or both.
- The role of caretaker does not have to always be beneficial. Maybe they caused this condition in the first place so the other character would be dependent, loving, and loyal towards them.
- Reply to others and play.

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( can be either or party )

[Either / or.]

[Can play either role]

[Would prefer John to be the one without memories but could have him be the caretaker for a castmate from the Vertigo/DCEU.]

[Can go with either role, but Malcolm does have a history of turning people under his care into assassins or the like.]

There's a lot going on here that Oliver doesn't understand that has been explained to him, but he can't help but feel that having something explained and actually understanding it for himself are two very different things. He's been told his name, and been given the rough picture of what happened that caused him to be here, and on top of that, he knows the name of the person who's been taking care of things thus far.

All of these are important details, but still, the fact that they've been told to him doesn't quite sit right by him. Of course, he figures he can't complain too much either. So he's lost a good portion of his memory, but he's still living, and that has to count for something.

The progression has been slow, but as weeks have become months, Oliver's come to think of this place as home. It doesn't really fit in with the traditional idea of home, but from what he's been told, he's never really been one for keeping up with tradition.

And this situation he has with Malcolm, the man who's taken him in, so to speak, feels like anything but traditional. Oh, Malcolm's explained the practices and routines of the League of Assassins, but it's Oliver's lack of recollection that occasionally is the problem. Sometimes those explanations feel familiar for a few seconds, but as soon as he tries to latch onto them and expand on them, it all just slips away as quickly as it came. He's been told that he's Malcolm's second in command, but even with all of the explanations he's gotten, he still feels unsure of what is expected of him within that particular role.

He's not entirely sure how it's supposed to help, but every so often, when he really ought to be doing something different, he finds himself pausing to watch Malcolm go about his daily business, including his interactions with others in the League. It's almost as though Oliver is attempting to learn by watching, or by osmosis, one of the two.

But whenever he's caught doing it, his reaction is always the same: a quick step back and an equally quick but still meaningful apology. "Sorry, I know I should be doing something else." It may have only been a handful of months, but sometimes, Oliver still feels like an awkward novice instead of someone's second in command.