OOC: Dualscar's Dreamscape
Dualscar's dreamscape, like Psionic's, is always under the threat of horrorterrors. However, like any individual, his dreams and nightmares take a personal route.
You'll be underwater, but you can breathe just fine. You can walk along the surface of the ocean and observe the life around you without feeling under threat of any sort. It's obviously night time, but the sea is lit by the moon. A ship sails ahead above you and you may approach it or you may proceed forward.
If you ascend toward the ship and climb aboard you will come face to face with a Female Troll. She smirks over at you and steps into your personal bubble. Her hand touches your chest and she leans upward to whisper in your ear. Even if you aren't aware that you know her, it's enough to get your heart racing.
She takes you to her cabin and sits you down. She's flitting around and you begin to feel frustrated, you wish she'd pay attention to you. From the shadows steps another Female Troll. All attention is immediately laid onto her. The female troll from before turns her back to you and you feel yourself overwhelmed with bitterness. That dream ends there.
If you continue forward, you will find yourself walking down a path that leads you up toward land. The surroundings are silent, all you can hear is the sound of your boots tapping as you head forward. You become surrounded by painted walls which would be whimsical if it wasn't so offputting. In the distance you can hear laughter, perhaps even honking?
The closer you come to the source of the noise, the more apparent it is that there is someone else there. When you can walk no further you can see a figure come into focus. He stares down at you from his throne and asks you to speak. You open your mouth but you can't say anything, you can hardly make a noise. This does nothing to appease him but it seems to amuse him. He laughs so loud that it echoes through the passage and rises from his throne, dragging his club behind him.
You can't speak, scream or move. You stare up at him in frozen fear as he brings the club down on you. For a brief moment, everything is purple until it fades to black.
You'll be underwater, but you can breathe just fine. You can walk along the surface of the ocean and observe the life around you without feeling under threat of any sort. It's obviously night time, but the sea is lit by the moon. A ship sails ahead above you and you may approach it or you may proceed forward.
If you ascend toward the ship and climb aboard you will come face to face with a Female Troll. She smirks over at you and steps into your personal bubble. Her hand touches your chest and she leans upward to whisper in your ear. Even if you aren't aware that you know her, it's enough to get your heart racing.
She takes you to her cabin and sits you down. She's flitting around and you begin to feel frustrated, you wish she'd pay attention to you. From the shadows steps another Female Troll. All attention is immediately laid onto her. The female troll from before turns her back to you and you feel yourself overwhelmed with bitterness. That dream ends there.
If you continue forward, you will find yourself walking down a path that leads you up toward land. The surroundings are silent, all you can hear is the sound of your boots tapping as you head forward. You become surrounded by painted walls which would be whimsical if it wasn't so offputting. In the distance you can hear laughter, perhaps even honking?
The closer you come to the source of the noise, the more apparent it is that there is someone else there. When you can walk no further you can see a figure come into focus. He stares down at you from his throne and asks you to speak. You open your mouth but you can't say anything, you can hardly make a noise. This does nothing to appease him but it seems to amuse him. He laughs so loud that it echoes through the passage and rises from his throne, dragging his club behind him.
You can't speak, scream or move. You stare up at him in frozen fear as he brings the club down on you. For a brief moment, everything is purple until it fades to black.