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Entry tags:
- character: daine sarrasri,
- character: desire,
- character: gabriel,
- character: iman asadi,
- character: johnny truant,
- character: lucifer,
- character: peeta mellark,
- character: spike,
- character: sunshine,
- dropped: alianne,
- dropped: calliope,
- dropped: charley pollard,
- dropped: dana cardinal,
- dropped: daniel jackson,
- dropped: illyria,
- dropped: jane eyre,
- dropped: julian bashir,
- dropped: lucy saxon,
- dropped: seth,
- dropped: the doctor (12),
- dropped: the doctor (8),
- dropped: topher brink,
- dropped: zagreus,
- party post,
- retired: aziraphale,
- retired: bee,
- retired: crowley,
- retired: melanie,
- retired: peter vincent
Tender Lumplings Everywhere, Life's No Fun Without A Good Scare [Open to All]

The woods are dark and deep, but not particularly lovely. If anything, they feel dangerous, as if something terrible might come lurching out from behind any given tree and tear into the nearest warm body. What that terrible thing might be is anyone's guess. A cat with hands? Slenderman? Stegosaurus? Actual cannibal Shia LaBeouf? All of the above in a horrible mob? It's anyone's guess. But every dreamer will be absolutely convinced that there is something unspeakable out there, and that it's after them.
The dreamers have two things on their side. The first is that there is actually nothing dangerous lurking in these woods (with the possible exception of other dreamers). The pervasive terror the dreamers are feeling is just that: a rift-given feeling, nothing more and nothing less. That snapping twig or rustle in the undergrowth is almost certainly just a squirrel or something else equally harmless.
The second is that no dreamer is alone. They all will be reunited with - or introduced to - their dæmons, a source of comfort in this dark, intimidating wilderness. However frightened the dreamers might be, at least they have someone with them who definitely doesn't want them dead.
[OOC: as ever, any and all are welcome! You don't have to be in the game to join the fun. Dreamers can remember or forget the events of the dream at the players' discretion. And the party only stops when you want it to; feel free to backtag forever.]
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"Goodness, you made me jump," she answers, approaching Aly. Not someone Lucy knows too well, but someone she knows enough not to be frightened, at least. "Are you alright?"
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She wonders at Lucy's swan, a creature regarded for its beauty and not as well known for its ability to kick, beat, and peck anyone who disturbs it. It's not dissimilar to the way that Angeron looks to be only a handsome black crow and Aly knows him to be a much cleverer beast indeed.
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"I haven't seen anything, but I keep thinking I hear something. And it just feels like something's watching, you know?" she confides uneasily. As least she feels slightly safer knowing she's not alone. Well, not safe, exactly, but comforted. At least if they get terribly mauled, they'll have company. Lucy tries not to think these brutal, fatalistic thoughts, but it's very difficult not to here.
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"I hate dreams like this," she says in a low voice. "As if I'm being forced to feel fear, no matter how calm things really are."
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"Well, then. Let's not give it the satisfaction of having us scared," she says, straightening up a little bit. "Shall we keep walking?"
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Angeron flaps his wings approvingly, looking back at Helaku thoughtfully before glancing back at their humans.
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"Oh, I forgot to mention," says Lucy suddenly, glancing back at the swan. "This is Helaku. Apparently." She assumes Aly knows at least as much as Lucy does on what's up with their companions, since she hadn't actually asked.
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"Remarkable, what's happening and appeared," Aly says, thinking she'll be quite sad to wake up without Angeron again.
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"I don't... We don't really know what's going on," she admits. Some parts had become obvious with the insight from Helaku, but why or how this is happening, or how to deal with it, all that stuff is still pretty blurry.
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"Not to mention it makes your head all fuzzy, not knowing what fear is the dream and what fear is natural."