Sweeter than the First Time [Open to All]

[applesaucemod]

Hello, dreamers of Manhattan. The Rift knows that things have been kind of rough, lately. The last dream didn't go as well as it had hoped. Consider this an apology of sorts, and a hearkening back to the good times you've shared.

It's a grand old (and potentially familiar) cabin house that the dreamers will find themselves wandering. The furniture is plentiful and comfortable, the floors are strewn with cushions and blankets, and there are cheerful fires burning in the grates. It seems a little odd that the house still manages to be on the chilly side despite looking so warm, yet it is.

Oh, well. You'll just have to find another dreamer or two and spoon up and fall asleep like little baby cats get cozy. It shouldn't be difficult; most of the dreamers (excepting those with strong telepathic defenses or deeply ingrained cuddle-averse personalities) will find themselves feeling friendlier than usual, along with an almost overwhelming desire to snuggle up to someone. How convenient that the house seems designed for that very purpose!

And if some of the cushions are Hello Kitty themed, well, that's just coincidence.


[OOC: Standard dream party rules apply. Characters will be affected by the dream-whammy to whatever degree makes the most sense for them, and will remember or forget the events of the dream at the player's discretion. Backtag into infinity.]

Comments

[erratic_hematic]

"So this is a dream! I was quite worried I'd gone mad there, for a moment." Well, that changes things. Now talking ermine are perfectly acceptable. "I don't believe we've met. But I could be mistaken." He smiles down at the little creature. "My name is William."

[wildmage_daine]

Hmmmm… I don't think I know any Williams. Daine scrambles to his other shoulder by way of the top of his head - his hair is so mussed, anyway, it's not as if she's doing any permanent damage - so she can examine him from the other side. But you do still look familiar. I s'pose it'll come to me eventually.

With that tabled, she curls around the back of his neck like a furry little scarf. Are you cold? she asks, giving him a little pat with one paw. It's a bit nippy in here.

[erratic_hematic]

He's a little unnerved by the creature climbing up all over him, but (once he lifts a hand to fix his hair) he realizes that it does feel quite nice around his neck. "I didn't want to settle in without introducing myself to the host...but there doesn't seem to be a host." He smiles down at his new furry friend. "Perhaps it would be alright to find a warmer spot."

He slips the volume of poetry he'd been looking at out of the shelf and wanders closer to the fire, picking up a blanket along the way. "It seems strange that the fire wouldn't warm the room."

[wildmage_daine]

Good idea, Daine agrees. As far as she can tell, this house doesn't belong to anyone in particular. And it feels welcoming; she can't imagine anyone throwing them all out or anything. The whole place is on the cold side, but there are plenty of ways to keep warm even without being able to grow fur. Look - we could sit there! She nods towards an unoccupied armchair near the fire.