Dream #01

[gotnyxed]

It's...warm. And dark. And altogether indescribable. A soothing ocean of darkness, undulating gently around him. Ryoji himself seems to be without form, a shapeless mass in the folds of nothingness.

There's a feeling of safety, of...not love, precisely. A strange fondness. A feeling of ownership. Not from Ryoji. From the endless shadow around him

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[un_forgetting]

[there's a white-haired dude with red eyes.

Staring at you.]

[gotnyxed]

*not noticing the Dreamberry just yet. Still waking up. 0_<;*

[un_forgetting]

The chill of humanity...? [murmuring to himself.]

Who are you?

[gotnyxed]

*startled, looks around...and spots the Dreamberry on, and the stranger on the screen* Huh? I didn't turn this thing on.

Sorry. My name is Ryoji. Who are you?

[un_forgetting]

They turn themselves on to record dreams.

My name is Naoya.

[gotnyxed]

To record...

*pauses. Ohgod.*

You mean...everyone just saw that?

[un_forgetting]

Yes.

[He chuckles.] Given the nature of many people's dreams, I doubt it'll be seen as anything too out of the ordinary.

[gotnyxed]

Well, it's weird for me.

And I wouldn't really want anyone to see some fetal memory, or whatever that was...

[un_forgetting]

Most people don't exactly have fetal memories, Ryoji.

It's 'weird' for everyone...you'll adjust.

[gotnyxed]

Well, whatever it was...

How can a dream be recorded like a video, anyway?