[Good evening Luceti. Are you all doing well? Lets hope you're getting some good rest and shut eye because it's usually a long day in the craziest village ever
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[The dream is clearly a dream. It should be impossible to mistake it as reality even from an outsider's point of view.
The dream shows a twisted world, literally. The ground extends not to the horizon but vertically, and as it extends it chances until it stops going up and goes to the opposite horizon before falling again. It's an spheric world, like a labyrinth with stairs that go up and down to the point that you go down while going up. It's a rotating world, it moves, slowly but noticeable, but it moves without you, even if you were just standing in one place the you wouldn't move, the world moves in your place.
It's a varied world, it shows three different landscapes, and it's not hard to go from one to the other. There is a dead looking area, an island of sorts, with a big volcano and a temperature capable of frying flies. There's also a flower field, full of beautiful flowers, someone's silhouette is gathering them in the distance. The third landscape is nothing but a Greek temple, a sanctuary, full of temples and stairs before reaching the main temple, a giant statue presiding them. But it's a changing world, who knows how long the landscapes will remain the same.
For the moment Ikki is basically just ignoring the dream in general. After all he already knows that it's a dream. Otherwise Esmeralda wouldn't be the one gathering flowers in that field he sees up in the "ceiling".]
[Paprika comes in as the Monkey King, using the cloud to navigate around the world. By now she's sure that she's jumping between people's minds without much control. She just hopes she can find a way to get out. She soon sees Ikki and begins to move toward him, letting the cloud move her to him carefully.]
[A girl on a cloud. That's something that shouldn't be here. Just as Esmeralda shouldn't be there. Just as this "world" shouldn't be here. Ikki remains sitting and eyes the girl warily, she has a strange taste to call this place beautiful.]
/will stop failing one dayflamesofangerSeptember 16 2010, 12:22:43 UTC
[Ikki arches an eyebrow but he really isn't curious enough to go deeper into it for now. He looks up as well and remains silent, as if considering if he should name her or not.]
She's Esmeralda.
[His tone is distant but troubled, almost strangled, still there's a faint smile in his face. He can't help it, even if he knows that she's dead and this is a dream, he can't remain indifferent to her image or to her name. It's something that fills him with that short lived happiness he once found, and with pain and sadness at the same time.]
The dream shows a twisted world, literally. The ground extends not to the horizon but vertically, and as it extends it chances until it stops going up and goes to the opposite horizon before falling again. It's an spheric world, like a labyrinth with stairs that go up and down to the point that you go down while going up. It's a rotating world, it moves, slowly but noticeable, but it moves without you, even if you were just standing in one place the you wouldn't move, the world moves in your place.
It's a varied world, it shows three different landscapes, and it's not hard to go from one to the other. There is a dead looking area, an island of sorts, with a big volcano and a temperature capable of frying flies. There's also a flower field, full of beautiful flowers, someone's silhouette is gathering them in the distance. The third landscape is nothing but a Greek temple, a sanctuary, full of temples and stairs before reaching the main temple, a giant statue presiding them. But it's a changing world, who knows how long the landscapes will remain the same.
For the moment Ikki is basically just ignoring the dream in general. After all he already knows that it's a dream. Otherwise Esmeralda wouldn't be the one gathering flowers in that field he sees up in the "ceiling".]
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This place is really beautiful.
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Who are you?
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I'm Paprika. Nice to meet you. I wish it could be under better circumstances.
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[Is his dream taking a different direction than what it seemed at first? He doesn't mind for now.]
What's the problem exactly?
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[She turns her head to look as the 'ceiling' where the flower field is]
Who's picking the flowers?
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She's Esmeralda.
[His tone is distant but troubled, almost strangled, still there's a faint smile in his face. He can't help it, even if he knows that she's dead and this is a dream, he can't remain indifferent to her image or to her name. It's something that fills him with that short lived happiness he once found, and with pain and sadness at the same time.]
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