Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Second Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[byakkoyagirl]

[Around the afternoon, Paprika was released from the experimental alternate universe and went back to being her cheery dream girl self. And, like most others, she thought she was spared from the continued experiments.

Oh how wrong she was.

Like on the first night she arrived in Luceti, Paprika is going to be dropping into people's dreams through teleportation. Prepare to get your dreamspace invaded citizens of Luceti. Please don't kill her for this - she really doesn't want to imagine the crazy stuff you dream of.]

[ooc: please read this and fill out this (if you haven't already) before posting here o/]

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[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[Harvey gives an indignant look at the hat comment.]

(Indeed, I am a neural clone of-)

[John immediately cuts him off, leaving Harvey to only hiss at once more being mistreated.]

Harvey. He's a pooka. Six foot tall pink bunny, doesn't know how to mind his own business. Now care to explain how you accidentally end up in someone's head? I don't exactly keep my brain listed in the yellow pages.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

That's what I'm saying. You wouldn't have done this if it wasn't for that experiment. You can regret what happened, but you have to forgive yourself and then ask for forgiveness from others. If they don't give you it then that's their choice, but you can't keep blaming yourself for the actions of the scientists.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

He doesn't look like a bunny to me. Unless that isn't really a hat.

[She sighs putting her hands up.] Relax, alright. I got teleported inside here. I was going to wait until they teleported me out and enjoy the attractions, but I heard you yelling and decided I couldn't do that knowing you were looking for me.

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[This face? Has skepticism written all over it.]

Forget Harvey. And forget relaxing. You don't get to tell me to relax, because this isn't Disney World, it's Crichton World now. Now you explain to me how you can be teleported inside someone's head.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Harvey. [Turning her attention to him again.] I'm Paprika. What's Mr. Crichton World's deal?

[She sighs and turns back to John] It's a result of overusing psychotherapy machines that let me enter dreams, intentionally. The scientists are messing around and I teleported here accidentally. You're not even the first person this has happened to this night.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Thank you Miss Paprika, you speak such kind words and I wish I could return the kindness you've given to me.

[The scenery changes once more to a scene of his room (http://xbox360media.ign.com/xbox360/image/article/751/751899/eternal-sonata--20061220041210073.jpg) with himself in the bed, but no one is around him. The other him looks very depressed and he walks towards the other him with a small frown, only to then stop as his body begins trembling a little.]

[de_bel_survivor]

[He can hear their jeers, accusations against his friends. Atsuro for his idea, both of them for his attachment. Kouki run over, doing his best to reel the Bels in.]

Let them go!

['Submit.']

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

(I'm afraid John might be a few fries short of a happy meal.)

[Crichton waves a finger at Harvey.]

I am not crazy, Harve. [Back to Paprika.] So you're a shrink's experiment gone wrong, is that right? Like I'm supposed to buy that?

(I believe she's telling the truth, John.)

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

A colorful, yet understandable analogy.

[She nods.] That is exactly what you are supposed to believe!

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Her eyes follow Chopin and she walks behind him, putting a hand on his shoulder, but not saying anything.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't follow and only watches. It was what she decided when he ran off. She wouldn't follow, because it was something he had to do. Even if a part of her wanted to help.]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[His eyes turn to Paprika and he begins looking very sad. The other him is staring at the piano across from his bed as he gets up from the bed to begin playing a piece on it.] This is me, no, the true Frederic Chopin. I'm not even real, I'm only the dream reflection of his being.

[consultmybooks]

[Giles backs away from the front door, and settles down to wait.]

At least I'll have the chance to ask Mizuno-san's forgiveness.

And Buffy is one of the very few people who knows where I am at the moment, so discussion is probably unavoidable. [Not that he wants discussion to be avoidable. Giles really, really wants the chance to explain, and it shows.]

[blessedbyfarore]

...Maybe. [He sounds a little doubtful - but this is an opportunity, isn't it? Had Sheik even liked him, before? Perhaps they could just start afresh...]

[Link smiles flatly, gazing at the back of his hand blankly (oh - when had his old clothes reappeared? All that was missing was the gauntlet supposed to be on his left hand).] Right... I'm supposed to be couragous.

[And he sighs again.] I just don't feel like it right now.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Mm. No one really comes to church anymore. After the accident, they didn't bother to repair it. [Though really, it looks like it's had multiple accidents, judging from the holes in the roof alone.] It may seem like a waste, but it gave the flowers their own place to grow.

We have visitors, sometimes. [The rain falls harder and faster. Aerith ignores it, smiling at Paprika.] They're usually special people.

[de_bel_survivor]

It'll be okay. [The shadow shifted, back and forth from the monster and Kouki's form. His friends making muffled, choked sounds.] I won't break it, you know that, Yuzu, Atsuro.

[Taunts, mocking.]

I'm doing my best for our sakes. [He got them, and Naoya, by his side.]

[harveyinmyhead.livejournal.com]

[Crichton hesitates as he looks at this stranger, then Harvey, then at Winona.]

You know what, fine? You two can have a nice chat. But this is my dream, so I'm gonna go ride the damn bumper boats. [So he just holsters his pistol.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She walks to him, a look between concern and blankness on her features.]

Giles, if you let this hang over your head you're going to ruin yourself. Then you really will become crazy. It won't do you any good.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

So? Why does that matter?

[She says this a bit more passionately than her previous tone. Because this is something she completely relates to.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Courage isn't something you can just build up easily. It takes time. If you have a reason to be courageous then it will come easily. I think you are brave though.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Paprika only watches, a bit worried about the way he seems to be reacting to everything. How was this experiment affecting him that his dreams took such a large shift between when she first saw them.]

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

Because I'm living the life of someone else, someone who everyone believes me to be. How can I tell others that I'm not the person they believe I am?

[He sounds so sad as he watches the other him continue playing the piano as if nothing else matters to him.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

You're telling me, aren't you?

[de_bel_survivor]

[If he was a different person, Kouki would wonder what it's like to make a different choice. But he's himself and must deal with the consequences without looking back, or feel regret, until the bitter end.]

I don't regret my choice, but I'm sorry for not being strong enough.

[The moments when the Bels manage to overwhelmed him. And...not letting them push Yuzu away, but he manage to resist.

His shadow is nearly human-like.

'You can't hold us back forever.']

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

That's a shame. It must have been some accident to make them not want to repair it. [Although that's obvious alone from the way the place looks.] At least the flowers seem at home.

...So why are you here then? Keeping watch of a deserted broken church is a bit odd.