Welcome to Count D's Pet Shop, where we sale love, hopes, and dreams..

[deceptiondealer]

Characters: Count D and you
When: Dreamscape week
Where: The mind of a mysterious pet shop owner
Rating: PG 13 to possible R.
Summary: You know that pet shop the man has occasionally mentioned to those few who have spoken to him? It's all interactive, and D will be there no matter your choice. Each person who visits will hopefully have different

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Old stained door

[hisbutler_bound]

His eyes slit the minute he awakes, crimson eyes narrowed lightly. The smell is sweet and it illuminates his eyes and senses. He manages to keep his wits about him as he steps forward. Fingers curl against the plain looking door, gloved fingers stroking down it before he enters the door. He takes in everything as he enters, crimson eyes staring forwards at the lush scenery.

He touches the trees next, examining the petals as he tilts his head. The sounds alert him to strange animals he's never heard before. "Is anyone there?"

[deceptiondealer]

A large insect, much larger than those any human has ever seen, buzzes by. It appeared to be an over sized dragonfly, the sound created by it's wings a low but still loud sort of buzzing. There are many of these, going about their business like normal.

Was this the right time period for them, or did this room mix eras of a time lost?

There was no reply for Sebastian, or at least not one expected. Several feet off something large was rustling in the bushes. Soft whispers accompanied by odd sounds. At the very edges of the demons hearing would be giggles, peices from another dream long since passed.

[hisbutler_bound]

His brow lifts at the dragonfly and he's not sure just where he is or what he was originally doing. Hands lift lightly to try to grasp one of them but they move too quickly and he has to tilt his head to try to see any detail on them.

Was it that he shrunk?

The giggles alert him of something else, his demon senses picking up more than most and he starts to walk in that direction, hands returning to his sides in that neutral position.

[deceptiondealer]

From the corners of his vision Sebastian would be able to see flashes, as if someone else was there, of a young blond man. Just enough of a look to question if he were seeing things or not. Like an image trying to bleed into another, managing to do so for only a few brief seconds.

D is smiling, a real smile, as his hands rest against the sides of a large mammal's head. It's a creature that look like a very large deer, hornless however, and still having markings that would possibly be similar to a fawn. A deer, but not quite, as if it was a stepping stone to get to the creature most would know.

He is too preoccupied, usualy these dreams took something more to reach. Still, he enjoyed these moments. To be able to see those who had been lost along the way..

Rainforest Door

[huntressrip]

At first, it takes several moments for the sweet scents of the incense to register in her mind. It had been ages since she had smelt anything like it! In a way, it reminded her of the country she had called home for the better part of fifty years.

As her sapphire gaze wandered, noticing the details on the door, one caught her eye in particular. The one with carved plants around the edges. Because Brazil was on her mind, she gravitated towards that one, gently opening the door before stepping in. What greeted the Huntress was a sight that was oh so familiar to her and even soothing in a way.

Brazil was a far cry from Germany, it's tropical rain forests nothing like the black forest she grew up near. Yet... it was still home. Even the sound of howler monkeys was familiar to her!

So she began to explore, ever mindful of everything around her and more than aware there was something prowling. For now she was merely cautious in her explorations.

[deceptiondealer]

One of the many strange wonders of the jungle moved above Rip. A snake that was able to glide from tree to tree, yet it's landing slipped, sending the serpant towards the jungle's floor with falling leaves and vines that were knocked out of place with it. Slithering, it would have a long way back up, but thus was life when even creature took such chances as part of their nature.

There were various other creatures, scurrying about the floor. Small and keeping themselves under leaves on the ground or the various low hanging plants. An occasional squeal could be heard, possibly the sound of play or warning as they ran from danger. It could be hard to tell sometimes.

Further on could be heard the low growling of something larger as it moved through, just out of sight within the darker shadows created.

[huntressrip]

The falling snake caught her attention, drawing her off guard for a few precious moments as she watched its decent before moving on. The sounds of the rain forest were familiar to her as she moved on, choosing not to stay in one place too long.

As she moved, she was aware of the low growling. There was something big up ahead. Something dangerous in the shadows! The thrill of both hunting and being the hunted raced down her spine as she grew silent. The undead huntress watched her step, moving as quiet as possible and sticking to the shadows herself.

How many times had she wandered off at night and did things similar to this over the years? All to often~. Of course, then she had her musket with her. That wasn't the case now which made her more cautious as she moved, trying to spot whatever was prowling just out of sight.

[deceptiondealer]

Just up ahead it grew darker, gradually as the upper canopy grew thicker from leaves and the vines that hung above. Or perhaps it was just growing darker due to evening beginning to fall, even in a dream. The sounds changed then, from the howls of monkies and cries of smaller mammals, to those of the few insects and nocturnal birds that existed there.

The growling grew ever louder, golden eyes flashing from what little light did manage through and be caught by the eyes of a large feline.

It wasn't alone, however. Growlings grew louder, as if made by far more than one of those large creatures. The glimpses of those glowing golden eyes appearing in more places than possible for only one.