Dream Class~| MANDATORY
WHO: Everyone with a dream form.
WHAT: Dream class.
WHERE: The basement infirmary.
WHEN: Thursday, after regular classes.
WARNINGS: Violence, ?
{ooc: This dream!log is mandatory~we really are discussing punishment but we are trying to figure out the details. Hopefully we'll have information for you soon! Backdated to 4/9.}
( Please pardon the interruption. )
WHAT: Dream class.
WHERE: The basement infirmary.
WHEN: Thursday, after regular classes.
WARNINGS: Violence, ?
{ooc: This dream!log is mandatory~we really are discussing punishment but we are trying to figure out the details. Hopefully we'll have information for you soon! Backdated to 4/9.}
( Please pardon the interruption. )
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At least this time it looked normal, or as normal as flickering lights could be. The school looked older too, uncared for.
The leather clad teen sighed very tiredly and straightened, perhaps he'd run into Kadaj again. Though he couldn't really remember what had happened after that blue-feeling guy had taken over his body.
That had been a weird experience. One Ryotaro was not tempted to try again.
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The boxer's dominance came quickly now. Bonny barely had time to focus on one of the demurely flickering light bulbs now illuminating the hallway, then clothing it in shadows again. Just when she could see every line as defined as possible, she could feel her vision clouding again, the sense of blood red and anger casting an infinitely frustrating veil over her surroundings.
She just wanted to see things clearly. She just wanted to be the one in control. But again the boxer pushed her out of her own mind, and it just made her so-
so-
angry.
Taking a deep breath, the boxer swung his enormous, lethal arms around, loosening the muscle, preparing for a fight. The door to his right seemed like a fine thing to fight.
A loud crash, and the helpless door fell down after a swift kick delivered by the boxer. Stepping inside, he let out a low grumble. Fee-fi-fo-fum.
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He had the same set of beads Ryotaro had, that must mean that they were a student too. But who?
Ryotaro wasn't about to ask though, they seemed really angry and any kind of fighting might bring out that weird guy again. "A-ah..."
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But he had heard him all right.
Slowly turning towards the source of the sound, he could see a vague blur that appeared human-shaped enough to be a possible enemy. Well, only one way to find out.
Grunting, the boxer picked up one of the nearby chairs and prepared to throw it at the blur. If it cried out, it definitely was an enemy. Among the ignorant hatred consuming the boxer, a spark of self-satisfaction ignited. He'd yet to meet someone who could outsmart a chair hurled at their head.
And with the smoothness of someone merely introducing themselves to a stranger, he lifted the metal frame over his head and threw it.
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Allen looked at the nurse with confusion before the curtains closed. Why would anyone look for him? Fuji had blatantly stated that his dream form wasn't exactly someone you wanted to be around, so why?
..Unless they wanted revenge.
Darkness took over almost immediately and he was consumed by an unusual sensation of rage and irritation as all but his head and arms faded away, the remains cloaked by white cloth and a mask.
The landing point was in front of a mirror this time, so Allen was finally able to see exactly what he looked like. But it was only for a few seconds before the black claw crashed into it, shattering the image, pieces of glass littering the floor of the empty bathroom.
Class had started.
And Clown was not happy.
((ooc: orz have a long post?))
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For now it did not make a difference. Something or someone had happened to Aoko in the last dream and the only clue was "a clown".
She was in the typical over-sized Kid uniform but found that her shoes were heels again. That did happen occasionally. Why? Who knew. This class was a bit of a jerk.
Kaito glanced around the halls, finding absolutely no one. She picked the first door she saw and entered the strange bathroom.
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A gloved hand rose to adjust the silver jester mask, wiping away a smidgen of blood from a cut, and Clown smiled at the girl.
"Are you here to play?"
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That smile was creepy. Creepy like a...
Shit. That was going to be a tough opponent.
Kaito tried to use Aoko as a distraction while she formed a plan. She looked around. "Aoko is actually lost...do you think you could help me?"
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His black and white form stopped at the end of the hall where it met a staircase, oddly enough he was spoiling for a fight this time. Stress relief most likely but it was needed. Maybe if his luck was with him he could run into Clown, being his opponent for the third time was tiring but it was better than most of the people here.
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He clattered noisily down a flight of stairs, on hand lightly on the banister to keep his balance. He rocked to a halt as he saw the person at the foot of the stairs, smiling happily at them.
"Hello!"
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That was when the voice decided to say 'hello' to him. Fuji opened his blue eyes and looked at the very familiar face, "...Hello yourself."
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"I didn't meet anybody last time," he said, smile growing a touch brittle as he remembered the mirrors.
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The kangaroo blew air out of his nose and shook his head, the flames on the ears not burning their owner. He had gotten all riled up just thinking about the fight again.
Ryohei looked around the darkened and very ill-kept looking courtyard, his last run in here had been with something very sharp and pointy but very small. Or was it that Clown whom he had finished in the gym. He didn't remember right but maybe he'd get lucky again and find an opponent here.
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There wasn't much he could do now. Grunting unhappily, he started his way towards the school, hoping he could sneak inside without anyone noticing. Except somewhere between the place he woke up in and the entrance to the school he saw something strange.
It was a kangaroo.
Not sure if it was murderous or not, Luke ducked behind a tree hoping it hadn't noticed him.
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Still it had made him curious, there was no wind in this place so it had to be another dreamer or at least a monster in the dream. Ryohei kept his left ear trained on the area, determined to catch this odd noise maker in the act.
He wasn't spoiling for a fight. Not yet anyways.
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The red head thought for a moment-- what he needed was a distraction. Immediately, he got an idea. Conjuring up a ball of fire in his hand, he hoped that his throw was at least decent. He waited until the kangaroo looked away and threw the fireball as hard as he could. To his relief, the fire ball manage to go a quite a distance before hitting another tree and setting it on fire.
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Well, at least it resembled the schools gym. The floor was a little uneven, windows broken, and the equipment was scattered everywhere. She sighed and kicked the basketball that rolled up to her foot, not entirely sure what to do.
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He heard a pair of voices discussing something of interest, apparently about a tennis ball. Not wanting to be bothered, Roxas simple opened a portal in front of him and stepped through the darkness. It was always random where Roxas ended up, but the ability to just leave did have its advantages.
He stepped out of the ebbing black portal and into the dark gymnasium, his footsteps echoed out in the large empty space. He waited for the portal to close before he took a look around.
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The sudden release of pressurized air from the ball caused the edges of his hood to fall back as the two pieces floating harmlessly past either side of Roxas's head and somewhere behind him. Blue eyes shifted to glance further down the gym towards the direction the ball came, then narrowed.
He didn't say anything just yet, but he took a clearly defensive attack.
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