The last things you remember: gray light, sand, and torrential rain pouring down over the entrance to a cave, pouring so strongly it looks more like a solid, shimmering curtain of water. This was the first place you'd slept when you first came here, to... to... to where?

And suddenly, you bolt awake in your bed in the Osiris Dorms. ( you say I'm hurt / I will take your word )

[ The camera clicks on almost violently. It constantly shakes throughout. The shot is a muddled mess of green and black blurs, though at times when it steadies, one can tell it's daylight. Then, the camera whips towards a large dark object, showing nothing for a few moments before zooming back out ( Read more... )

[OOC: First dream post, so be warned. Other than that, have fun being a spectator or just someone watching this.]

( recollection of death )

( In which a few certain individuals are not actually morning people... )

Rating: PG-13 at the most? (In case someone wants to throw a punch or curses like a sailor?) 
Warnings: First post (and RPG attempt) for me, so be prepared.

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[OOC: If you want to interact in the dream itself, you can be Ryou's opponent (dueling optional), Saruyama (his sleazy manager), or one of the spectators. You know, however you wanna play it.]

( Party time )

 He could see smoke in the distance, but he didn’t need to look up to know it was there. The signs of the Dark Army were all around him, from the bent trees, to the multitude of imposing footprints on the ground; to the lingering smell of their torches that never truly went away. He knew that that smell was on him too, the acrid scent of who-knew- ( Read more... )

( Everyone in the... pool? )

[ Juudai has that unique expression that results when one is apprehensive to a point bordering terror, is trying not to convey this emotion at all, and ultimately ends up looking even more worried than if they were just honest in the first place ( Read more... )

 [The screen in his hand flickers and begins to show signs of life.  Shou feels a moment of pride at this and continues to fiddle with the device in his hand. It’s not dissimilar to the PDAs that Duel Academy had given them and he wanted to try a recording of his own.]

Hello?

[He sounds slightly nervous as he speaks, but it is hidden behind a stance ( Read more... )