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Come Dreamwalk With Me 6 (Open Log. WIDE OPEN)

Feb 23, 2011 18:11

Who: Polly (curious_copycat )
What: Nocturnal Telepathic Shenanigans, Random CR, Drama, Exposition, Crack, Surreal Shite, Whatever You Want.
Where: In Your Head
When: Tonight. (But latecomers and backtagging are always welcome.)
Warnings: They're dreams. Anything--absolutely anything--can happen. Not even the laws of physics apply.
Notes: Dreamers start the threads ( Read more... )

marisa kirisame, genkaku, minato arisato, amaterasu, polly zyanya, sherlock holmes (2009), yuri george, flandre scarlet, remilia scarlet, lemina ausa, chen, richezza, lenalee lee, ukitake jūshirō, uzumaki kushina, namine, edward elric, wolfram von bielefeld, sumimura yoshimori, anemone, kiriko, yuri lowell, canada, lien kha, maka albarn

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Canada maple_syrup_can February 23 2011, 23:42:26 UTC

[Canada is standing on a mountain slope. The verdant valley is spread out before him, and all around are the other white-capped mountians in the Rocky Mountain range. The clouds look so close you could touch them, fluffly white and allowing peeks of the bright blue sky beyond.]

[Canada is home, and so very happy.]

[Travel with him?]

Re: Canada curious_copycat February 24 2011, 00:01:50 UTC

[Polly had only rarely ventured outside of the Eternals' city, but she had never known the landscape to be like this...]

[She looks around a moment, as the crumbling buildings that tower in her memories fade behind her. Then her sharp eyes find Canada, and she understands. Grinning, she approaches him.]

Canada, hello!

Re: Canada maple_syrup_can February 24 2011, 00:51:06 UTC

Polly!
I'm so glad you're here! See? [He sweeps his hand out broadly, taking in the whole vista. (His eyes might be a little teary from happiness.)]

This is my home!

Re: Canada curious_copycat February 25 2011, 01:01:00 UTC

It's beautiful! [the girl exclaimed, moving up to stand beside him and take in the view.]

I've only ever seen places like this in memories. It's not like any of the planets we've visited so far.

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Minato apathetic_seal February 24 2011, 00:09:40 UTC

[The dream begins in nothingness. Absolute nothingness. no floor, no features, no nothing. Just blackness.

[It doesn't last for long, though, as a yellow fog rolls in, and a very large golden door appears, Minato chained to it in barbed wire. He doesn't look in pain, though. Or fearful. Just there. At peace, with himself and everything.]

[There is a sense that something extremely powerful is behind that door. Not malevolent, not evil, just powerful.]

Hello Senpai pishirogane February 24 2011, 00:39:21 UTC

[She remembers falling asleep, but this couldn't possibly be her dream. This is a strangely empty and lonely place; maybe she's dreaming about her shadow again...]

[When the fog starts clearing, Naoto spots the door and begins to walk towards it. When she's close enough to make out Minato hanging there, chained by the barbed wire, she runs forward]

Arisato-senpai?! [Just what is going on?]

o/ apathetic_seal February 24 2011, 02:49:32 UTC

[Minato looks down at the call, somewhat expecting a fellow member of SEES looking up at him. But, that wasn't anyone from SEES. That was... himself? No. That hat. That was Naoto down there. He offers her a smile; a gentle, sage-like smile unbefitting his usual somewhat-silly nature.]

Shirogane-san. Hey. You look concerned. Something wrong?

[He doesn't seem to be fully aware yet that this was a dream.]

pishirogane February 24 2011, 03:20:24 UTC

[Yes, we look the same. We're... probably the only two who have noticed besides Medicine (unless the others are just being polite). STILL, THAT'S BESIDES THE POINT RIGHT NOW]

What are you doing up there?

[She... really doesn't understand. Something behind that door makes her wary, but yea, she's worried about Minato.]

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ocean_lightning February 24 2011, 00:19:17 UTC

It's a chilly evening, in the Living World. Twilight's already descended, and it's thrice darker than it normally should be - iron gray clouds form a layer high above. There's a soft drizzle permeating the air, not yet heavy enough to be called a rain, but still enough to add a dampness to the air ( ... )

curious_copycat February 24 2011, 02:23:56 UTC

For a few moments, she was too fascinated by the dream to search for the dreamer. The cars were things she had never seen up close, before, and as one passed by, she ran after it, wishing it would stop a moment so that she could get a better look.

Then, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a flash of white, and turned to see Ukitake threading through the dark crowd ahead. After the fashion of dreams, the ease with which he moved through the mob was not her own, and she had to dodge and push her way toward him.

The glimpse of red at his shoulder only made her push all the harder to reach his side. Drawing nearer, she noticed the droop of his posture, and rather than call his name, she simply slipped a hand into his, glancing up at him with concern as she spoke softly.

"Are you alright, Mr. Jushiro?"

ocean_lightning February 24 2011, 03:49:18 UTC

Polly's progress through the crowds does not go unnoticed - surprisingly, the people on the sidewalk seem to notice her as she moves past, glancing up in surprise and stepping around, or frowning at her outlandish appearance and bright red hair ( ... )

curious_copycat February 25 2011, 01:22:50 UTC

Polly blinked, then flashed a brilliant grin at being recognized. He didn't, usually, in dreams. The smile fades quickly, however, in light of her concern.

"I can tell," she replied, brushing her fingers across the blood on his shoulder. "What happened? Shouldn't we bandage it?"

Her question drew quite a few strange looks from the passers by. Who was she talking to? Was she crazy? The girl paid them no mind, any more than she worried that there might be other parts of his subconscious that might not want her there.

Her friend was hurt. That was all that mattered.

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Kiriko dr_kiriko February 24 2011, 00:19:41 UTC

[Welcome to the late 1950's. You, fellow dreamer, find yourself in a USO recreation centre during War time - and this is not just a sit-down outdoor performance, but an indoor club. This is not a war of your time or your world. It cannot be categorized by the history you know. Perhaps the USO celebration you see before you is a bit different than what you might have seen in photographs. Maybe it's a real memory, maybe it never existed in the first place - but either way, the atmosphere is cheerful, exciting, colourful and alive ( ... )

Re: Kiriko curious_copycat February 24 2011, 03:12:28 UTC

[If it looks as though Polly materializes out of the crowd across the room, it's because she does. She looks around a moment, blue eyes wide, both startled and enchanted by the jubilant swirl of color and sound she suddenly finds herself in. Looking down at herself, she notices that she seems to have been dressed to match, her normally-slightly-tousled hair tamed into sleek waves and curls.]

[In the crowd, it would have normally been impossible to place whose dream it is, but she knows the feel of Kiriko's mind, by now, just as well as she does her own Suite. Turning a slow circle, she scans the crowd for her boyfriend, not yet realizing that it isn't his present self she should be looking for.]

Re: Kiriko dr_kiriko February 24 2011, 04:24:42 UTC

[Although Kiriko is young to match the setting, he remembers Polly quite well. Although this dream is a little bit strange compared to his usual, it does not bar him from pulling up recent memories. The music seems to become calmer, softer, when he sets his eyes on her. At once he gets up from against the wall and rushes to her, awed by her beauty.]

Polly!

[He reaches out to her but does not grab her hand, as though he's afraid of tarnishing her delicate beauty. She really did look lovely in that style...]

...I've been waiting for you.

Re: Kiriko curious_copycat February 25 2011, 00:02:51 UTC

[The girl lit up, at his approach, recognizing him at last.]

Kiriko!

[Having none of his fear, she closes the distance between them, slipping her arms around him and leaning up to press her lips to his.]

This is a wonderful place! What is it?

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Amaterasu motherofthesun February 24 2011, 00:27:08 UTC

[Whatever Amaterasu is dreaming of, it's very expansive. There are flowers and fields dancing in the wind and shimmering in the sun which seems very close. Soon, the focus is on a trunk; that's definitely a massive Sakura tree. Attention is brought closer, into the highest part of the tree as petals float along in the wind. Suddenly, a small hand grabs at the petals and the attention turns. It's a young boy. His hair is almost an unnatural blond color, long, and pulled back into a high ponytail and his bangs are parted at his forehead, revealing two black dots. His ears are slightly pointed and his eyes are large and blue like the sky above. Under his pink and purple attire, he seems on the thin side and he doesn't speak a word. Instead he turns and looks up ( ... )

Re: Amaterasu curious_copycat February 24 2011, 04:58:02 UTC

[Polly is wandering in one of the sub-basements of the Eternals' council building, when she notices the water. It begins as an inexplicable trickle in the center of the hallway, widening and deepening, the marble becoming the bed of a creek, the glowing stone of the walls dimming and darkening to something more natural. The walls gradually widen, and the floor becoming mossy and uneven.]

[Fascinated, she follows this peculiar development until she notices the pale figure of Amaterasu ahead, and the boy, and the island with the glowing flowers.]

[At that moment, a twig snapped underfoot.]

Re: Amaterasu motherofthesun February 24 2011, 05:11:48 UTC

[Her ears stand high at the snap and her hold loosens on Waka. He doesn't move away, but turns towards the goddess, not even looking at Polly as she approaches. The goddess does look at Polly; she's cross]

What are you doing here?

Re: Amaterasu curious_copycat February 25 2011, 01:25:22 UTC

[Polly blinks, somewhat taken aback. She'd never seen Ammy cross, before. She isn't sure what she'd done to warrant it...]

[She clasps her hands before her, and tries not to make any sudden moves, not waning to make anything worse, if she can help it.]

I... I guess I got lost. Am I not supposed to be here...?

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