Phase 1 [OPEN]

[radioclub_jp]

Characters: Paprika and ANYBODY~~~
Location: in your dreams
Time: while you're asleep
Content: open dream thread - WITH A TWIST. click the cut for details.
Format: first-person, probably
Warnings: May contain scary, messed-up, and/or wacky dreams. Or any combination thereof.

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[historycodebook]

[[ooc: ... Are you a Homestuck fan or am I reading way too much into the example names? =D;;]]

[Reki stands in a wide, green field with a cool breeze blowing across them. In the distance there are mountains and gigantic colorful kites that stand out against a perfect blue sky. He has his usual book open with the holo-screens surrounding him, but he's not dressed in his normal clothes. Reki is in his red Wavemaster robes... his avatar's outfit.]

Hmm... should the stage go here or here?

[radioclub_jp]

(ooc: hahaha I was wondering if anyone would catch that! XD yes, yes I am)

[Paprika appears as if logging in, dressed as a Harvest Cleric because timeline, what timeline? She takes a second to look herself over, then decides this outfit is adorable and walks over toward Reki.]

What're you doing?

[historycodebook]

[[ooc: |Db]]

[The different outfit doesn't jar him the least. Maybe he's too focused on his work to notice it?]

This field's going to hold the next event. We still have to tweak the coding and render some new elements.

[gives a sigh and scratches his head] Are we really doing this event?

[radioclub_jp]

[blinks, then eagerly] What event? What is it?

[klutzassassin]

[The enormous stone temple is bathed in an unsettling electric blue light, making Sheena's skin look pale and clammy. She's crouched down, eyes darting back and forth as if she's expecting someone or something to appear- perhaps on the stone dais at the other side of the antechamber.]

[Sheena's muttering something under her breath. It might just be the lighting of the setting of her dream, but there appears to be fear in her eyes.]

[radioclub_jp]

[Paprika doesn't appear on the dais, but crouches down next to Sheena as if she's been there the whole time. She looks sideways at the girl, calm by contrast. What's she saying to herself?]

[klutzassassin]

[Sheena doesn't seem to notice Paprika. A single bead of sweat trickles down her temple and she takes a deep breath.]

I... I can't do this, I-

[There's a sudden flash, illuminating the entire temple and interrupting whatever Sheena was about to say. When the light subsides there's a creature hovering above the dais, emitting unintelligable sounds and staring directly at Sheena. A small noise of fear escapes the girl's throat and she begins to back away as the specter crackles angrily with electricity.]

[radioclub_jp]

[Paprika doesn't withdraw, but lays a hand on Sheena's back in an attempt to calm her. It's just a dream, after all. It can't really hurt her.]

What is it?

OPEN although I'm going to be gone for two days irl ;__; sorry

[love_hurricane]

[Sanji is walking down a corridor that seems to be made entirely out of panels of glass backed by a cold blue steel, the mirrors reflecting each other around so that it's impossible to know where you are or where you've been, the ceiling stretching on forever; mainly because there isn't one. Above him, hung in dream suspension, is a sea. He can't reach it, and the part he can see is too deeply blue to see through, the waters continuing for leagues above him.]

[So, he walks, and looks at the reflections; occasionally he sees some broken image that might be a fish from the sea above, only to realize it must have been part of his sleeve. Occasionally he nearly walks into what he thought was another passage, only to find himself face-face with himself, having to turn back, disoriented and frustrated.]

[There doesn't appear to be any way out. Still, he walks.]

[He has to find someone. If only he could remember who.]

That's okay, I'll wait for you ~forever~ (shut up, that wasn't creepy...)

[hanahanasunday]

[My. This is certainly interesting.]

[Robin isn't sure at first if she should be thankful to be out of the snowy backdrop of her usual dreams or apprehensive about this new setting. It is certainly surreal; a lot more abstract than her typically straightforward, nostalgic nightmares.]

[She takes a moment to attempt and explore in her usual way, but the dozens of mirrors and impossible sea are too disorienting for it to be of any use. So she stops and decides to go about it the old-fashioned way; walking.]

[She's been continuing for a little while, moving more or less aimlessly among the mirrors. She begins to wonder what kind of mischief caused all this in the first place.]

[Forgetting she is in a dream.]

[She smells something up ahead - cigarette smoke? - and speeds up her pace to near it. The mirrors make it more or less impossible to travel by sight alone, so she relies on the smell to guide her.]

XD nah, it's just stalker-love

[love_hurricane]

[Footsteps?]

[Sanji stops dead. Yes, they were still there, and dream or no the cook was too highly tuned in recognizing the clack of high-heeled shoes to realize that this second person was of the fairer gender.]

[Was this who he was supposed to be looking for? Some voice in his head said no, but the company would be infinitely preferable to remaining alone in this place. The temperature seemed to have dropped significantly as well.]

Hello?

[He calls in the direction he thinks the footsteps are coming from, but it's nearly impossible to tell with the sound bouncing off the mirrors. It feels little foolish, watching his reflection calling a greeting back at him from all angles.]

<3

[hanahanasunday]

[The call echoes off the mirrors, bouncing its way down the hall until it reaches Robin. For a brief second, her reflections change to that of a young, blonde man, before shifting right back to her own perplexed face.]

Mr. Sanji?

[What is he doing here? Of course, she doesn't even know what she's doing here... in fact, it feels like he's the one that belongs, not she. Like she's intruding on something

Open

[letunityblossom]

[Rye fields tonight. That makes it one of his less common good dreams. Toris himself looks much younger than he actually is, perhaps eight, and he's playing with three other boys, two younger than him and one his own age. The field itself seems to stretch out infinitely.]

[notalfredjones]

[Wandering through the field, smiling and getting younger as he runs his hand through the rye]

O-Oh hello? [tilts head at the group ahead]

[letunityblossom]

[Raivis ducks behind Eduard, and Feliks looks generally wary. But Toris smiles cheerfully at the new boy.] Hello! Who are you?

[notalfredjones]

[smiles shyly and steps closer] I'm Matthew.

Open

[evertosoar]

[Alfred is fighting bears with chainsaws for hands.

And it is awesome.]

[radioclub_jp]

[Oh Alfred, you have the funniest dreams. Paprika will jut be perched up here on a tree branch where it's safe.]

[... until one of the chainsaw bears saws right through her tree WHOOPS. she lets out a little shriek as she falls!]

[evertosoar]

[IS THAT A DAMSEL IN DISTRESS HE HEARS]

[Alfred swoops, kicks the bear in the face (it disappears like a video game enemy) and catches Paprika before she hits the ground]

You okay?

[radioclub_jp]

[Oh snap, rescued! Just like last time, too. She looks down at the ground below, where the chainsaw bears are gazing up at them hungrily. They're drooling and everything.]

Phew~ That was a close one.