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[xeidra]

The Dream-Fantasy Meme

How it Works:

1. Post with your characters.
2. Others respond to your characters with an empty comment or preference.
3. You write an elaborate dream or fantasy that your character would have starring their characters and yours. This can be anything from light-hearted to horrific, cracky or sexual

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Dr. Daedalus Yumeno | Ergo Proxy | Sexual/Non-Sexual Anything's good!

[gaveherwings]

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[gaveherwings]

[They're seated side by side in the office, 'sunlight' streaming wane and artificial through the large, wall-to-wall window.

They speak of questions, and answers, and the truth, hunched together in secret, sharing in the quiet contemplation of their burden. Knowing just enough that the lack of further explanation is achingly unsatisfying.

He loves her most, in that moment.

When he comes to this part in the dream, it's a very lucid action, taking the quick moment to palm his fingers over a keypad, seal off all access to the facility, send Iggy to stand watch outside the door and Deleuze and Guatarri to do an additional Cogito Viral scan

He sits with her alongside him, and his world is whole.]

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[She knows, though. She knew the moment he stepped into his office that this very well may be the last time they ever see each other. And she knows what lies beyond those doors.

The infected AutoReivs will come in here and kill her. They'll infect Iggy. Her world will collapse and she'll lose everything she's ever loved in one felled swoop. This time, she won't let it happen.

Standing there beside him, she feels invincible. She feels like the pieces are coming together. Vincent is the only one left to collect.

She sighs, staring at the screen. It's not a noise of exasperation, but a simple exhale. She closes her eyes.]

...They're coming to kill me, Daedalus.

Sherlock Holmes | Sherlock (open for whatever)

[caveatwalls]

Anything ok!

[gaveherwings]

All your fancies, Holmes.

/RANDOM DREAM SEQUENCE GO

[caveatwalls]

[Sherlock doesn't sleep much, and rarely deep enough to dream. Somehow, this time, it's different. A distant tolling bell breaks through a blank silence. It sounds like Big Ben, but that's not possible. He can't believe he's subconsciously missed that old eyesore.

With each gong a new figure appears. Sometimes they stay, sometimes they fade as soon as they've arrived. Each toll starts to become louder, and there's a greater distance between each one. Meaningless. All meaningless psychobabble.]

[gaveherwings]

[There's Re-l Mayer, briefly, in one flash of existence, and in the next moment, standing perhaps in the same manner in relation to her that John would to Sherlock himself, another doctor. But there's a much deeper admiration fringing on blatant pining in his eyes.

Young and almost reverent to his purpose, but not to all the rules and regulations of the workplace, Daedalus Yumeno gives token statements to the public, and keeps his private life cozied away in unknown intimacies that are lampshaded by so much professionalism.]

Jessica Hamby | True Blood | Open

[in_starvation]

Diego "Godot" Armando | Ace Attorney

[beenwaitinglong]

Have fun with this, bb

[toxic_jezebel]

[beenwaitinglong]

[August 27th, 2012. Los Angeles County Courthouse, the cafeteria, a little after 4:00 PM. A corner table where a man and a young woman sit.

Ah, but this time he knows. This time, he's seeing through his own jaded old eyes. He tightens his fist around the coffee cup, the one that holds nothing but bitter death inside its boiling darkness.

He won't reveal it yet, though. For now, he's put on his toaster poker face.]

That's really all you can remember about Terry Fawles?

[toxic_jezebel]

[Across from him, Dahlia Hawthorne, age 19, nods.] I've already told you everything, Mister Armando. [She sits with her hands clasped in her lap and eyes cast downward. Hidden in her hands in a (now empty) locket.]

Wolf | The 10th Kingdom

[sheepworrying]