Weird dreams [Complete]
Character(s): Wimzle and Zeke
Content: Wimzle wakes up. For the first time.
Setting: That deadly wasteland known as the Hospital
Warnings: Possible terror and mayhem? Yeah right, it wishes.
Wimzle blinked, looking around the scene curiously. This was a very strange Nightopia. It looked more like a Nightmare, but it certainly wasn't any part that Wimzle recognized. It turned a slow circle in the air, surveying the crumbling buildings. It was the kind of dream Reala called "literal," where the ground was down and the sky was up and nothing at all broke that rule. The buildings all looked quite firmly attached to their moorings and even the plants didn't stray into the sky beyond the occasional decrepit tree raising itself a few feet off the earth.
It glided slowly along in a vertical position with its feet skimming through the air a few inches above the ground. It wasn't quite sure how it had gotten here. It hadn't meant to visit any Nightopias just now, it had been in Master Wiseman's dream and not traveling at all, in fact. It was also disconcerting how empty this dream seemed to be. Of course, being alone wasn't an uncommon nightmare, but Wimzle couldn't feel the presence of any other nightmaren in the area either, and in this sort of dream they would usually be hiding in all the shadows, making them shadowier. Making the place seem extra desolate. This was just... empty. Unattended.
It paused in front of a part of the largest building which seemed somewhat more broken than the rest. All the glass it could see from that point was shattered and laying in pretty little crystals on the ground, and it looked like something large had smashed into part of it. Wimzle crossed its arms and then looked down, surprized as something slapped against its stomach. There was a shiny rectangle dangling from a lanyard around its sleeve. This was odd...
Something made a noise and Wimzle turned to find a tiny, green animal running out of a broken part in the building and across the crystal field. "Hey. Who are you?" Wimzle demanded, frowning. It was obviously a nightmaren, but Wimzle didn't recognize its shape at all. Maybe something specific to this dream? "Hey! I asked you a question!" Wimzle's voice rose a bit, upset at being ignored as the little thing made to dive for cover once more. "Don't run away from me! I'm way faster than you! What dream is this?!"
The little beasty made a tiny shrieking noise and dove through a hole that was much smaller than Wimzle could fit into. Wimzle puffed with annoyance and kicked the wall just above the hole. "Jerk!"
Content: Wimzle wakes up. For the first time.
Setting: That deadly wasteland known as the Hospital
Warnings: Possible terror and mayhem? Yeah right, it wishes.
Wimzle blinked, looking around the scene curiously. This was a very strange Nightopia. It looked more like a Nightmare, but it certainly wasn't any part that Wimzle recognized. It turned a slow circle in the air, surveying the crumbling buildings. It was the kind of dream Reala called "literal," where the ground was down and the sky was up and nothing at all broke that rule. The buildings all looked quite firmly attached to their moorings and even the plants didn't stray into the sky beyond the occasional decrepit tree raising itself a few feet off the earth.
It glided slowly along in a vertical position with its feet skimming through the air a few inches above the ground. It wasn't quite sure how it had gotten here. It hadn't meant to visit any Nightopias just now, it had been in Master Wiseman's dream and not traveling at all, in fact. It was also disconcerting how empty this dream seemed to be. Of course, being alone wasn't an uncommon nightmare, but Wimzle couldn't feel the presence of any other nightmaren in the area either, and in this sort of dream they would usually be hiding in all the shadows, making them shadowier. Making the place seem extra desolate. This was just... empty. Unattended.
It paused in front of a part of the largest building which seemed somewhat more broken than the rest. All the glass it could see from that point was shattered and laying in pretty little crystals on the ground, and it looked like something large had smashed into part of it. Wimzle crossed its arms and then looked down, surprized as something slapped against its stomach. There was a shiny rectangle dangling from a lanyard around its sleeve. This was odd...
Something made a noise and Wimzle turned to find a tiny, green animal running out of a broken part in the building and across the crystal field. "Hey. Who are you?" Wimzle demanded, frowning. It was obviously a nightmaren, but Wimzle didn't recognize its shape at all. Maybe something specific to this dream? "Hey! I asked you a question!" Wimzle's voice rose a bit, upset at being ignored as the little thing made to dive for cover once more. "Don't run away from me! I'm way faster than you! What dream is this?!"
The little beasty made a tiny shrieking noise and dove through a hole that was much smaller than Wimzle could fit into. Wimzle puffed with annoyance and kicked the wall just above the hole. "Jerk!"