Sweet dreams are made of these [OPEN]

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Characters: Paprika and ANYBODY ANYWHERE
Location: in your dreams
Time: while you're asleep
Content: OPEN DREAM THREAD again!
Format: First-person
Warnings: As before, scary dreams welcome.

Note: All characters welcome, although as usual, those who haven't been in a dream thread before get priority~.

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[specifiercity]

[Like every night, tonight is an exercise in dream building. Making it real it the biggest thing, but he had that down years ago. Now he only practices to make sure his mazes still go deep enough, his details are still sharp and convincing

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[ With the low security, Paprika's able to walk into the lobby in her normal clothes without any trouble. There's... it feels like there's something unusual about this one, but she can't put her finger on it. Probably just her imagination, then. So she wanders curiously, taking her time, looking around the place. It's certainly a vivid dream, and she finds the level of detail pretty remarkable. ]

[specifiercity]

[Arthur's turning the corner when he sees her, and he notices her right away. His own projections never stand out unless he means them to, so seeing someone wearing different clothes than the norm certainly calls his attention and he pauses. If he accidentally brought someone into his dream, he doesn't want their subconscious set on him right away, and he wills away his own projections just in case. Calmly, any still around simply turn around and walk out of sight where they vanish, furthermore proving that this girl is not of his own creation.]

Excuse me, are you lost?

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[ Pinged, she looks up. That's the dreamer - she can tell at a glance. But her eyes flicker sideways briefly. Walking away all at once like that... it's not normal behavior for dream people, and leaves her a little wary. Like he knows she's not supposed to be here.

She smiles at him, playing innocent. ] Oh - not at all. I'm just waiting for my husband.

[hose_nose]

[Gonzo is hanging onto a large red balloon on a string, a balloon almost three times as big as himself, and it just keeps getting bigger; swelling and swelling with no sign of it ever popping.]

[As he drifts over a forest of lemon-coloured trees he hums a little something to himself- a song he doesn't know, but maybe he will later, it's not like it's important.]

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[ Well, here's a strange-looking little dude. Paprika comes floating by, sitting cross-legged on a tuft of cloud, watching him curiously. Presently she smiles and joins in the humming, but with lyrics. ]

Red balloon~ yellow trees~ blue sky~ blue me~

[hose_nose]

[The strange-looking little dude regards the girl floating alongside him with mild interest, but no surprise; it makes perfect sense, I mean, she's riding a cloud. Duh.]

Oh! You know the song? [He beams at her hopefully as the balloon bobs a little higher.] Does that mean I know it too?

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[ grins ] Sure! How's the next verse go?

[knowyourfears]

[This dream's a little more structured than the norm. Terry's in a building, a bit like the reptile houses they have in zoos, with dim lights and cool air and glass enclosures lining the walls for as far as they go. The enclosures themselves are all dark, it'd be hard to see what's in them without pressing your nose to the glass, but there's scientists walking up and down, taking notes and peering in from an arm's length with no trouble at all.

Terry, himself, is just walking and ignoring his surroundings as if there is nothing the least bit interesting to him here.]

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[ As it turns out, one of the scientist types happens to be Paprika, who squints into the enclosure for a moment before turning to watch the dreamer instead. After a moment, she walks over to take a closer look, clipboard still in hand.

It feels kind of odd to be dressed like this, practical shoes and the lab coat and all. Very Atsuko. ]

[knowyourfears]

[She stands out a little, something about her seems... not quite as cold or purposeful as the other scientists. Terry had been planning to just wander through and see where the exit took him, but instead he meanders over in Paprika's direction with a vaguely friendly look on his face]

Is something wrong?

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[ Paprika smiles warmly at him and shakes her head. ] No, nothing at all.

... [ cocks her head sideways ] Are you here to see them?

[tacticalnap]

[Hilly grassland stretches out in every direction, the sky is blue and calm with white puffy clouds strung out across it; it would have been a peaceful dream if it weren't for the city in the distance. It's burning. Even from a distant hill like the one he is on, the pop of gunfire and explosions are audible, some battle going on in the same direction as the smoking skyscrapers. Muted, true, but there nonetheless.

Caesar is doing his best to ignore it. He's sprawled out in the grass, watching clouds crawl by. He's in fatigues, dressed as a soldier. A rifle lays near at hand in grass, too.]

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[ Paprika sets herself down quietly in the grass next to him, looking up at the clouds as well. ]

Take a wrong turn somewhere, soldier?

[tacticalnap]

[It takes a moment to register that someone else is next to him. When it does, Caesar sits up with a start. His hand goes right for the rifle by him, but he doesn't pick it up. It's just some woman, not another soldier.]

Ah? No. I meant to end up out here.

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[ Apparently unfazed by the gun reach, she keeps looking up at the sky. ]

Doesn't sound like a bad idea. It's quieter up this way.

[childweapon]

[Henrietta is standing at the shooting range emptying her gun again and again into the target. Each time it gets rather away. Each time she misses more. Each time Jose berates her more.

She's so frustrated! Why can't she hit it?]

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[ Paprika stands off behind them, with a pair of ear protectors on of course. Safety first. It's a bit odd, though - lots of children dream about having guns, but not necessarily about the mundane aspects of gun ownership.

Eventually, between rounds, she approaches and stands near dream-Jose, who looks like - maybe a father, or teacher? Hard to say. But for now she's just watching, to see what else might come of this.

.... May be standing a little too close. ]

[childweapon]

[She notices how close this unknown girl is getting to her Jose, after another step Henrietta turns and points the gun at Paprika, ready to fire if necessary. After all, no one is allowed to hurt her fratello]

[note: the relationship is called "fratello" but they aren't actually siblings, he's more of a handler/guardian]

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[ Suddenly staring down the barrel of an automatic rifle or whatever kind of gun it is, she jumps and puts her hands up. ] Don't shoot!