Wireheart Custom Memfrag Table

001 Paper Cranes: Once, you heard a legend that if you folded a thousand paper cranes, your wish would be granted. How many days did you spend making them?  Did your wish ever come true?  You can't even remember what it was...

002 Ego: Back then, you thought you were more important than anyone else.  You thought you were the center of the world.  What drove those selfish feelings?  Do you even still matter?  Have you ever?

003 Bath: The warming embrace of water and the pleasant scent of soap.  When was the last time you had a bath?  With how your body is now, would you still be able to enjoy it?

004 Bad Air: You took a breath and immediately regretted it.  What could possibly smell so awful?  That foul stench burned at your senses, and when you started choking, there was only more of that awful air...

005 Hostage: You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time. As the authorities showed up, a looming figure grabbed you and threatened to end your life.  You just had to do as they said and you would live, but... did you really make it out of there?

006 Theft: You wanted something desperately.  Maybe you even needed it.  You remember grabbing it and running as fast and far as you could.  It was scary, yet also exciting, somehow...

007 Pain: You felt a twisting, stabbing pain inside your belly.  It hurt so much that you thought you would die. But now, that terrible pain is only a lingering memory.

008 Offering: You were bathed by hands not your own, then anointed with oils and paints.  They dressed you in fine clothes and told you it was a great honor to become an offering.  Was that strange ceremony the reason your body is like this, now?

009 Puppet: There was a time when your body was not your own.  Something moved it against your will, even as you struggled.  What did it make you do?

010 Mortality: Your death would not come as a sudden surprise.  You knew it was coming,even long before it arrived. It was a strange feeling.  Terrifying, yet also freeing.

011 Knife: You always felt comfortable holding a knife.  Your reflection in the metal made you smile.  What did you use that knife for?

012 Junk Food: You knew it was a little bad for you, but it tasted so good!  You don't have to worry about your weight anymore, but can you find more of that food in this world?

013 Screen: You spent many of your days hunched over a tiny screen.  You were always connected, always able to contact your friends.  The world you live in now is much darker, but the connections you now have...

014 Verdant: Surrounded by flowers and greenery.  Truly a sight of beauty.  A place like that... surely that is the place you belong.

015 Late: You had somewhere to be, but you didn't get up in time. You panicked and hurried to get there, but... just what were you late for, anyway?

016 Language: You remember learning another language.Somehow, you still remember a lot of the words, but would anyone else even understand them?

017 Admirer: There was someone younger who always looked up to you.  You tried to set a good example for them, even if you messed up sometimes.  Do you remember that person's name?  You hope you get to see them again.

018 Forbidden Love: You were attracted to someone you weren't allowed to be with.  You knew you were supposed to keep those feelings a secret, yet even so, you wanted so desperately to be with that person...

019 Transgression: You remember getting in a lot of trouble for breaking the rules.  But it was just a game... wasn't it?  Surely everyone would forgive you for that.

020 Cleaning: Sometimes it was gross work, but cleaning up messes felt rewarding.  Can this world's mess ever truly be cleaned up, though?

021 Tomboy: You used to play with the boys your age, enjoying the same sports and games that they did.  Other girls were always tougher to get along with, but... now that you just have your Sisters, you have to find ways to relate to them, too.

022 Perfectionist: You always had to get things just right.  It made you really upset whenever you messed up, especially when you didn't have time to fix your mistakes.  Despite how much it bothered you, you don't even remember what all of those mistakes were.

023 False Smile: Even when you were unhappy, you kept smiling.  It was easier to pretend than to make everyone worry.  Now, that fake smile is more important than ever.  You can't bear to let them see what's underneath.

024 Entity: While you were alone, you encountered something strange and inhuman.  Something that couldn't be explained.  Everyone thought you made it up, but you knew what you saw that day.  What was that creature? Somehow, you feel like it's still out there, even now...

025 Sunlight: It was warm, and so bright that it stung your eyes.  Surely that brilliant golden light still exists in this world, even dark clouds often hide it.

026 Wealth: A life of luxury and desire.  Whatever you wanted, you could probably have it.  You miss those easy, comfortable days so very much.

027 Visions: You sometimes had visions of things that had not yet happened.  Did you see calamities or just everyday events?  You couldn't talk about your visions back then, but if you still get them now...

028 Ice Bath: You awoke in a basin filled with ice.  How did you get there and why... why did you feel so empty?

029 Voices: You always heard their voices around you.  You aren't sure if they were real, but it was hard to deny some of the things they said were true...

030 Transfer Student: You moved schools at some point.  It's hazy when you try to remember why, but you were nervous on that first day somewhere new.  Maybe that experience helped prepare you a little for the changes you face now.

031 Kitty: You had an adorable cat that you took care of.  Even if its soft warmth and comforting purrs might just be a distant memory, you still cherish it.

032 Savior: Someone saved you from a terrible fate.  You were endlessly grateful to that person, but... with how things are now, was it a blessing or a curse?

033 Comforting Dark: At times, after the sun set, you found freedom in darkness.  Peace, contentment, time to yourself... where did that lovely darkness go?  The darkness that surrounds you now is far less kind.

034 The Hanged: The image of a limp body suspended from a rope.  Who was this person to you?  Did you even know them at all? You can't remember their face, but... maybe that's for the best.

035 Theater: A large room full of seats and a stage... or was it a screen?  You recall that the air of anticipation among the audience was palpable, yet you don't remember what it was you were there to see.

036 Massacre: The blur of motion.  The scent of blood.  The sound of screams.  Fragmented recollections of a gruesome scene. Were you the assailant, a victim, or merely a terrified witness to it all?

037 Repentance: Lingering feelings of guilt and regret.  You wanted to atone for something, but the nature of your transgression eludes you.  And yet, it must have been important for you to remember those feelings... right?

038 Unknown Encounter: You came in contact with something beyond your understanding.  An event, a place, a presence... the details are all blurred, but you do remember one thing clearly.  A smothering unease toward something that didn't belong in this world...

039 Secret Base: You made yourself a sanctuary in a place hidden from others.  Whether it belonged to you alone or was a place shared with your closest friends, it was a place the outside world couldn't touch.  Perhaps even now, it sits undisturbed, awaiting your return?

040 Plea: That person's trembling hands leveled a weapon at your head. You could hardly see through the tears, yet you smiled and said what you thought they needed to hear so that they would let you go.

041 Together: That person was very dear to you.  The two of you were inseparable, beyond common bonds of friendship or blood.  Even if your memories of their features are foggy, the deeper bond that you shared would transcend even death.

042 Fairy Tales: Stories and parables from times of legend, all told and retold, written and rewritten, until the meanings they held became blurred.  And yet, even faded tales may still carry words of warning or hope.

043 Horizon: You were sitting in the back of a vehicle during a long trip, watching the scenery pass by on a path that felt endless.  Where were you going?  Did you ever return the way you came from?

044 Host: Something started growing in you one day.  Even before you knew what was happening, you felt a wrongness.  What became of it?

045 Final Mercy: A person who had done you no harm was doomed to die an agonizing death.  You had the opportunity to put a stop to their pain in an instant, but... were you strong enough to bear that burden?

046 Chased: Was it a normal animal, that beast that was chasing you?  Or was it something truly monstrous?  You only knew for sure that you mustn't look back!  Seeing it would surely paralyze you with fear, and then...

047 Pinnacle: A breathtaking view from a height above even the clouds.  It felt as though all the world was beneath you, so small and far away.  Even now, the memories of that brilliant vista almost feel closer to a dream than reality.

048 Shooting Stars: A night where pale lights streaked across the boundless sky.  It was almost as though you could reach out and catch them.

049 Instincts: The primal needs of life, ingrained beyond mere passing recollection.  Sleep.  Shelter.  Sustenance.  Fear.  Violence.

050 Pod: A sealed container, cramped and poorly lit.  Why were you made to go into such a scary place?  Could it have been safer than the alternative?

051 Nightmare: You kept having the same recurring nightmare.  It still frightens you to think back on, maybe even more than the terrors of the waking world do...

052 Fortune Teller: There was an old figure who told fortunes.  You asked what your future had in store, but... could anyone really have foreseen the truth?

053 Picky: You used to be so particular about what you ate, usually refusing to try new things.  You can't seem to remember your preferences, though...

054 Clan: Your family was a large one, almost a community unto itself.  So many familiar or forgotten faces, agreeing and disagreeing and looking after each other.  That's what a "family" is, right?

055 Sore Loser: You always hated losing to anyone.  Sometimes, you even threw a fit when it happened.  Occasionally, you got what you wanted, but that behavior also drove people away.

056 Self-Harm: In the past, you hurt yourself on purpose.  Why did you do such things?  Could that unsavory habit find some sort of value?

057 The Fall: Rumbling, screams, and the sickly feeling of vertigo.  It was as if the world had turned onto its side, and thing on it was pulled helplessly along.

058 Hallowed Ground: A place that was clean and pure of the world's ills.  A source of shelter and safety.  You put your faith in the idea that nothing bad ever happened there.

059 Thunderstorm: Deafening cracks that split the sky.  The screams of strong winds.  Rains that pounded against your shelter without end.  Certainly, you were smaller then, but even now, storms are still such frightful things.

060 Decay: The cloying stink of rotten flesh.  A scent with a long history, and one all too common in this world.  Surely, you knew it long before it became so common, but why?

061 Scavenger: Desperate, sunken eyes. A wild expression.  You once met a person like this. Have you turned into someone so unfortunate, now?

062 Sweet Revenge: Cruelty repaid in kind.  Your wrath gave way to a twisted form of pleasure.  But it's fine, right?  Even if you became a little twisted, that person deserved it, didn't they?

063 Frostbite: Chattering teeth and blistering cold without end.  Discolored hands and feet.  A distant voice called out as you stumbled.  Were you truly saved from that frozen hell?

064 Transformation: In a dark place, "you" drew inward upon yourself.  Shrinking and growing and twisting.  Could the "you" from before even recognize your current self?

065 Paradise Lost: A warm and shining city, since ruined and brought low.  Such is the way of the world.  What can you hope to salvage from the ruins of paradise?

066 Unworthy: An award or accolade you could never truly accept as your own rightful accomplishment.  You didn't deserve it.  Surely someone else would have been a better recipient.

067 Aquarium: An indoor exhibit of sea creatures.  They were certainly lively, with many vibrant colors and patterns.  You wondered if the fish were happy inside their glass case.  Hopefully, they lived out their days peacefully until the end.

068 Unreturned: A friend's precious item.  You carelessly borrowed it without asking, but something broken is not so easily put back.  Gnawing guilt and painful lies.  Did they ever think to blame you?

069 To the Stars: A venture beyond the bounds of the world, beyond the Moon and the Sun.  If you had the chance to go, where would such a journey take you?

070 Dirge: A mournful song for the dead.  Who was it that died?  You can almost see their face.

071 Babel: You beheld the spire that pierced the sky.  Was this a symbol of progress?  Or was it hubris beyond compare?

072 Departure: "And now we leave our home behind, never to return." How had this come to pass?

073 Deep Sea: Cold and dark, a place the light cannot touch.  Home to creatures that are strange beyond compare.  Blind as they were, they couldn't see you watching.  Do you recall how you came to that place?

074 Gruel: They once called it soup, but you had your doubts.  It may have kept you going, but it was a dull, chunky grey and barely tasted like anything.  But you got used to that taste.  Now, such things are a rarity.

075 Confusion: Your parents wanted a different kind of child, yet instead they got you.  You were raised like the one they wanted, and have known no other life.  Will that upbringing lead to humiliation?  Or will they accept you as one of them?

076 Mire: Knee-deep in foul water.  A slow, steady pace to avoid being pulled down.  What brought you to such an unpleasant place?

077 Beast: A body lay before you.  Your mouth dripped with hunger as you set upon it, gnawing through unpleasant things to get at the lifeblood inside.  Something in there was still pulsing.

078 Nameless: Until they found you, you had no name.  No Self.  What was the reason behind that Name?  Do you like it?

079 Warzone: The roar of engines and boom of explosions.  Were you first born into a world dominated by these things or was there a time before?

080 Nowhere: You dreamt of a place beyond beyond place in a time beyond time.  A realm where eternity had died and the world was still unborn.  Surely, no such place could exist in reality, and yet... it felt so real.

081 Sunrise: Perhaps you recall but a single sun.  Perhaps none at all.  Or has it always been two?

082 Angel: You beheld a radiant being, its body not formed of flesh, but something pristine and everlasting.  Can you attain such a state?  Could those that surround you manage the same?

083 Honest: Your words were true to a fault.  But they hated you for it.  You asked them why, but they never answered.

084 Smoke: Crackling flames and the smell of smoke.  Even if faced with an uncontained blaze, that smoke might still lure you back in.

085 Village: A small settlement, with perhaps a few dozen people.  How long ago was that place your home?  What was the reason you left?

086 Glass: A cup beaded with condensation, containing your favorite drink.  Do you remember it?  You would give anything for another taste.

087 Work: There was a trade or job you learned as your own.  Something that granted you value, and things of value.  Did you like that work, or was it something you had to bear for the sake of survival?

088 Price: Something taken, something gained.  But you never gave what was owed.  In time, you will have to pay that price.  No matter how hard you try to escape it.

089 Aberrant: A distant figure, not quite animal or person in shape.  Not an uncommon sight in this world, but that one looked... distorted, somehow.  You only hoped it wouldn't notice you.

090 Carrion Field: A battlefield gone still.  A place to scavenge.  But there were still survivors among the fallen.  What did you do with them?

091 Salt:  Dripping warmth upon your face.  A faint taste of salt.  Whose tears were they?

092 Sugar: A substance most precious and sweet.  You need it desperately, else you'll unravel.

093 Runes: A strange language, one few can read or speak.  Were you taught a few secret words, or were they always engraved upon your heart?

094 Climb: Ascent without end.  The pinnacle, so perfect, yet forever out of reach.  And still, a worthy pursuit all the same.

095 Butcher: One who carves apart bodies.  Your face was splattered with blood.  What was your role in this?

096 Shy: Discomfort around strangers.  Fear of embarrassment, rejection, humiliation.  Surely, you were someone that was called "shy" by others.  But now... can you truly afford to be so hesitant in reaching out to the people around you?

097 Fools' Feast: A gathering, with an exotic meal shared between all.  Afterward, you felt terribly ill.  But was it delicious?  Would you eat something like it again?

098 Hollow: A desperate absence, longing to be filled.  What was missing and from whom?

099 Other: A vivid dream of another person's life.  You lived that life, then you slept.  Sometimes, you still dream of that life, always going to sleep as you wake here.  Are you truly the dreamer?

100 Necromancer: A strange word, one once whispered in hushed tones.  Ancient legends of beings who bent death to their will, brought down the sky, and carved fear into the hearts of those who came before.