it's all a dream

[rosestolilies]

Characters: Anyone who wants to participate!
Date: Mid-event.
Summary: All of these individual dreams have combined into one mass dream that the characters have found themselves wandering around in. And it's less than pleasant.
Warnings: Possible violence.

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[sistagonist]

Souji's not sure when she left her own rather silly dream, but she senses a path opening and follows it. It's instinctive, a connection pulling her toward more connections.

She glimpses peoples' dreams out of the corner of her eye - finds herself in a few for a few slivers of non-existant time - but her feet continue carrying her down the center path, imposing her own boundaries as she refuses to turn. Just like before, on those floating stones in that sea of fog, the mystery of it draws her onward. She can't help but want to see what's at the end.

Screams or not.

The images draw, swirl, and merge together into something unlike any of their parts. Souji can feel it instinctively - The World, or this World at least. What was in front of her was clear, if not explicable in human terms. The people and the place...

...she senses all this, but doesn't understand. Seeking an answer, she pushes ahead into the light of the Tree, simply walking forward until she finds an answer, becoming a symbol herself - The Fool, the quester, the journeywoman. Or she tries until she's accosted by a Lamia, anyway.

((If I could get one monstertag to get a feel for what will happen, I think I can take it from there. Thank you!))

[adelicateflame]

The Lamia is a creature half-woman and half-serpent, beautiful and loathsome all at once. She has sharp nails to tear flesh and sharp teeth to bite.

And she is usually a devourer of children, but perhaps this dreamer, this wanderer will do. Bloodthirsty and ravenous, she slithers within reach of the girl, slashes out with cruel talons.

[sistagonist]

Dream claws are met with a dreamt sword. Just like before, only there was no fog here, only abstraction.

"Take me to someone who will talk to me," Souji says in her dream-logic state, deflecting the snake-woman's claws but not slashing at her yet. If the Lamia listens, great. If not, she's certain she can best a single monster.