And the Boats Drift On [Open to All]

[applesaucemod]

The water is calm, and the night sky is filled with stars. The only light is natural: a patchy, bioluminescent glow coming from the water below, and the bright swath of the Milky Way above. It's not much, but it's more than enough to see by.

The dreamers will find themselves sitting in their own little rowboats, each stocked with two oars, a length of rope, some cushions, and a little picnic basket full of snacks. There is no visible shoreline, but it won't take the dreamers long to realize theirs are not the only boats in this shallow sea. Anything stirring in the water, be it fish or paddle, causes phosphorescent plankton to glow a bright blue, so there isn't really anywhere to hide.

Feel free to paddle around and visit the other dreamers, perhaps tying your boats together and sharing your snacks in an impromptu picnic. Or you could go for a swim - the bioluminescence makes it difficult to see the bottom, but it's not too terribly deep, so the risk of drowning is all but nonexistent. This setting, unlike the last one, isn't actively out to kill you. Or you could simply lie back and look at the stars.



[ooc: Same drill as always, folks. All are welcome, regardless of whether or not your character is in the game. Characters may remember or forget dream shenanigans at the player's discretion.]

Comments

(DEATH INTENSIFIES I'm serious this is pretty bleak, I'm so so sorry)

[johnny_truant]

Johnny gives up, not all at once, and not because he wants to. He gives up the way bodies give up. He doesn't want to know what drowning feels like, but that doesn't mean he's not going to learn.

He twists and grapples as the final tremors move through his body, and he looks Zagreus in the eye, his stare overpowering, cutting deep into him. He needs to breathe but there's no air, only water. Oh no, no, please.

His grip loosens and his visions fades out, and there's some minutes of lonely darkness before he wakes, violently, throat too dry to scream, in his bed.