♘ : Dreamscape

[furorimperator]

Warnings: Mind-control (slight)
Effects: Anyone in the Arena will be affected. (Mod-approved) Thoughts of malevolence, violence, domination, which could be carried to action if the affinity is already present in the character. unluckystray and kagayakino can either be inside and affected, or out in the city doing their thang during. :)
Privacy: Dreamberry: none.

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[candidate_no_12]

(The situation in this dream is quite familiar to him. A violent destructive power rampaging through its host. A tranquil life-form looming above, giving the lie of parental concern. Though, it would seem like the long-haired man's bane is subtly crueler than his own unreachable 'parent'.)

(He opens, introspective--though, that is sure to change, given his own nature and the overwhelming effects of the dream that are near-instantaneously fester in him just below the surface of his neutrality. Not the good dream for getting rid of his evil nature, not in the slightest.)

I have heard that mothers should love their sons. Then--why does yours seek to control you?

(Again, he is not the best with introductions, especially when he sees no reason to be polite.)

[furorimperator]

[The intruding voice is not hers, yet penetrates through the barrier just the same. But he cannot shake the dream; his matron holds him fast. In desperation, Sephiroth sends out his conscious thought, praying it be heard.]

This is no mother of mine! Naught but an abomination!

[candidate_no_12]

(Wrath recognizes the thought being sent out from the long-haired man--non-human, he suspects--it is cried out of desperation. The anger of the dream effects and the infant humanity in his soul, however, prevent that recognition from being turned into a germ of sympathy.)

Interesting. She has simply claimed you as her son? For what reason?

[furorimperator]

[Sephiroth doesn't know, nor does he care. But he suspects. And his very soul cringes away from the horror inherent in the presence infecting his mind.]

[candidate_no_12]

I see you are a wonderful conversationalist.

[furorimperator]

[He's held prisoner inside his own mind, tormented by a monster lurking within his own DNA. Forgive him if the social niceties aren't the first thing he cares for.]

[candidate_no_12]

(Social niceties? Him? Merely when it suits him, and even then not all that polished.)

(Patch off.)

You're not human either? You hid it well.

[furorimperator]

[Jenova turns her attention to the intruder, silencing Sephiroth's unheard screams. Bearing striking resemblance to her son, she stares at the creature, calculating.]

What do you here?

[candidate_no_12]

(And he stares back at what resembles a woman. Menacing, manipulative.)

I am speaking with your 'son'--but as he seems to be under your power, that is a waste of time.

(He sets his Ultimate Eye on her, endeavoring to discern anything about her structure to indicate what she is. He detects an unknown power source from the being staring at him through the camera.)

And--I am trying to figure out what you are. However, I am not reaching any satisfying conclusions.

[furorimperator]

[She is the Calamity. Monster from Heaven. Power Incarnate. And She has plans for her mighty Son.]

And who are you to consider yourself worthy of my presence?