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Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Second Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[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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[The village is dark, the moon and stars hidden behind thick, black clouds even this late at night. But the snow still manages to sparkle on the ground and in the trees.

Paprika will find herself in the plaza. There are dead bodies scattered around, laying like they were tossed carelessly aside. Paprika might recognize a few of them, but the exact identities and causes of death change if she looks away and looks back again. The only thing that remains the same is the expression on their faces - each one a frozen mask of terror and pain. The snow still sparkles, but in places it's dark with blood.

Giles is pacing around the carnage, hugging his shoulders and covered in blood, apparently looking for something and agitated that he's not finding it. He searches the shadows, the trees, the water in the fountain, and he growls when his search proves fruitless]

[Luckily for Frederic, he's not a rabbit in his dreams. When Paprika enters his dreams, she'll see that he's practicing his magic along with some sword training in the battle dome. After awhile, he'll sit down with a deep sigh to take a break from all his training.]

[It's snowing, falling thick and fast and obscuring the plaza from view. (No, not quite the plaza, actually - further to one side, in the direction of Azzip.) There are footprints in it - bare feet, wandering in a meandering line towards some unknown destination.]

[Following those footprints will bring you to Link - dressed in his new feather pants, Master Sword slack in his left hand. He's watching a battle - Paprika may recognise Yuber and Nu, targetting and attacking and destroying Link's friends one by one.]

[Saria - half-buried in a snow bank, one hand wrapped around a pale brown ocarina.]

[Malon - red hair splayed out, blending in with the blood that stains the snow around her.]

[Darunia - fragments of rock scattered around in lieu of blood.]

[Zelda - curled in on herself, pink dress stained red.]

[The friends he's made here, faces Paprika may recognise - Tsuzuki and Hijiri, Duo and Hisoka, Foot and Salt and Rydia and Selphie and Ash and Rise and Vash and Giles and Usagi and Colette...]

[And Sheik, the target of Yuber and Nu's wrath. Link can only watch, horror and grief and guilt on his face, tears frozen on his cheeks as they brutalise him - and still, he doesn't move.]

[Sheik dies ~~already died~~, and he does ~~did~~ nothing. Frozen in place, he watches.]

((OOC: Going to be quite slow, sorry in advance! Lots of uni stuff over the next week.))

Edited 2010-12-01 22:27 (UTC)

[It's summer--there's the low buzz of cicadas in the background, but the place itself? Is rather hard to discern.

Mostly, it's a blend of colour, the images in the dream waving like heat coming off pavement. There are sounds and smells of summer--okonomiyaki, the calls of vendors, sounds of traffic. Against a smudge of grey that may be a building Naoki is leaning, watching something only he can see, his eyes flickering back and forth.

Further away down the splash of grey that's the street? The colours solidify and trail into sandy browns and the wavering dreamscape trails into sharp wasteland that stretches far, far away, the sky changing into black, looking almost like its made up of buildings.

He's not moving from his spot, though, ignoring that other landscape even as it begins to creep closer.]

[As Luke sleeps, he dreams of himself in an unfamiliar town, just one that his mind hastily put together that constantly shifts and changes. Paprika will find herself in the middle of the town square where Luke stands not too far away, and he sticks out like a sore thumb thanks to his white shirt and the rest of the people in his dream.

They're all covered in mud, but not just any mud. It's a sickly purple color, and it covers them so much that only some patches of their skin are seen. What's seen may be even worse, though; Their flesh is pale, a deathly sort of white, and their eyes are glassy and gray. It looks as if they're the living dead themselves; some even have a limb or two missing.

Yet they go about their daily lives as if this isn't an abnormality at all. They stop and occasionally talk to each other, chatting away happily about something that can't be heard. Some of them have mining equipment slung over their shoulders, as if they're just visiting some of their friends before they head off to work. There are even some children running around; some playing jump rope, others playing tag, all of them laughing in unheard joy.

Despite the happy atmosphere, if any of the people get close to Luke, they stop whatever they're doing and give him an empty stare, one without the joy or laughter that was seen earlier. After a moment, they slowly pass him by and continue with their daily activities, but their actions don't go unnoticed by Luke. Each and every time this happens, he cringes and turns his head in an attempt to break the eye contact, yet his dream won't let him shut his eyes or look away. Even the atmosphere changes when they stare at him; the skies grow dark into a cloudy purple color, the buildings turn black, and the roads turn red... But once the dead people break the gaze, everything seems to turn normal again.

Luke can only hold his arms and stay frozen in place.]

[As with her previous dream, Brooke's appears to be taking place in or near a forest, near the end of summer and with her friends once again in tow.

The cloaked girl—Sara—and the older boy—Jason—are still bickering with one another, same as before, while the remaining three members of the group glance to one another, inwardly asking when the needling will come to an end.

"Zain, can you tell your girlfriend here to quit hitting me already?" Jason asks, immediately getting an indignant squawk and another smack to the back of the head from Sara.

"Why can't you ask her yourself?" the younger boy responds boredly, not bothering to hide his irritation at the way both of them are behaving.

"We are nearly to Zyndar," the oldest girl interrupts before Jason can retort. "It would be best for the both of you to cease this childish display before we speak to Nalis, rather than during or after."

"But she sta—" Jason begins to protest, before again being interrupted, this time by his own sister.]

Jason, cut it out. If you quit giving Sara a reason to bother you, she'll leave you alone. I mean seriously, what's the problem between you two, anyway?

(ooc: I forget if I stated this last time, but interaction with Brooke's friends instead of Brooke herself is perfectly okay. As an additional heads-up, some of the tags here might come from

sunderedwings—an account I made for Sara.)

[It's a crowded beach in the heat of summer - except it's not too crowded, not really, just whenever you turn your head there's someone you haven't noticed before standing there. When you focus your attention on one part the rest seems to disappear so it stays tranquil even as it the world bustles past. There's all kinds of different people, from an elderly couple to a sharp businessman to an odd-looking monk in full robes sitting to the side and drinking sake. Most of the focus seems to be on a group of teenagers by the water, though - mostly girls being splashed by a guy in a baseball cap.

Minato himself is sitting under an umbrella on the edge of everything, seemingly apart from the rest of the scene. He has his eyes closed - dreaming within a dream? but at the same time, is obviously aware of his surroundings. It's all inside his head.]

[Kouki is at a mall, spending time with Atsuro and Yuzu. He's laughing along with them, but then, his laughter slowly grew quieter as the world seems to darken, just slightly. But it returns back to its normal colours.

Hearing them call out his name, he shake his head and catch up to them.]

[This is not the flower shop, but there are flowers from it among pale yellow blooms. The building is instead an old church with stained glass windows, which looks like it's seen quite the abuse--but at the center of the flowers, everything is peaceful and quiet. The only sound is the drip-drip-drip of rain from a hole in the roof above, slowly pooling together. Aerith has her (wingless) back turned to it as she works among the flowers.]

[The night sky is completely clear of clouds, only the bright stars and full moon shine through the darkness. Raven has sat himself down in a quiet alcove of a beach, minding his own business and enjoying the peaceful atmosphere. In front of him is a campfire, built up of logs and papers, most notably documents.]

Edited 2010-12-02 15:22 (UTC)

[In this dreamland, it's Disney World. John is walking along the amusement park accompanied, oddly enough, by this fellow (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vpWFCgy3JCs/S23ZouMZrRI/AAAAAAAAApM/sxo2QJUHkSQ/s400/Scorpius250.jpg), only he's wearing a Goofy Hat (http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ObHy156xCDI/ScV0AdHvyWI/AAAAAAAABCE/fNMxUqbsnrw/s400/032109+006.JPG) and a bright Hawaiin T-Shirt. John doesn't seem bothered by this, just slightly annoyed, as he's explaining the rides as he goes. At least, he was, until he's abruptly interrupted by the presence of another.]

(One moment, John. It seems we're not alone.)

The hell you talking about, Harvey. It's just the two of us in here, it's a dream, remember?

(Doubtless. Nevertheless, be on your guard.)

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In during nightmare fuel, unfortunately

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