Here You Are, Stick Figure and a Busted Grin [Open to All]

[applesaucemod]

The first thing that the dreamers of Manhattan might notice is that the ground is a good deal closer than it normally is. The second thing they might notice is that their surroundings are larger than they might expect. The playground looks almost daunting. Of course, there are other ways for the dreamers to occupy themselves on this hot summer day: a charming fountain bubbles away a little distance from the playground. There's an ice cream stand with treats free for the taking. Beyond the paved area is a meadow, covered in wildflowers and dominated by a huge, sprawling tree, perfect for climbing.

It's all prime entertainment for children. So really, it's just as well that 'children' is what the dreamers will find themselves to be - once more, for those who had childhoods, or for the first time, for those who didn't.

Perhaps you'll remember everything: the Rift, Manhattan, the friends (and enemies) you've made since your arrival. Or perhaps you'll only remember who you were when you were young, and find this an opportunity to forge new friendships - or new (and probably pettier) animosities. Run around, get dirty, have a good time. It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye.

[ooc: usual dream party rules apply. All are welcome, whether they've been apped to the game or not. Characters will remember or forget the events of the dream at the players' discretion. Mental and emotional regression is optional, but physical regression is mandatory: your character is in the body of a little kid - human, or human-ish - regardless of who or what they are in the waking world.]

Comments

[stronglikebear]

He's too short, or the things are too tall. The things are too tall, that's it. Yuri drags stubby claws down the side of a cooler, front paws landing on the floor of the truck with a thump. He lifts his nose in the air and lets out a disgruntled grunt. He can't even reach.

Heyy, a voice! He turns perked ears and snuffling nose in the direction of the open door. I want ice cream! he protests.

[wildmage_daine]

Odd's bobs. Even the bear knows what 'ice cream' is. She's not so sure it would be good for him, but she's also fair certain she won't be able to get him out of here by arguing with him. Gentling is what he needs.

"If you come out of there, nice-like, I can get some for you," she offers.

[stronglikebear]

Or I could smash it all! suggests Yuri, punctuating the thought with a bounce on his front feet that shakes the whole truck. He knows which option he prefers.

It's awfully hard to smash it all, though. He tries rearing up to pull on the freezer again, but he can't reach to get it open or even to grab it and pull it over on top of himself. Why can't I smash it all? he asks forlornly.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine winces as the truck shakes. He might only be a cub, but he's plenty strong, and he's not being sensible.

"Because it's all over metal, see?" She stretches out enough to rap her knuckles against the back of the truck. "It's too strong to smash - not without something else made of metal, anyhow."

She feels a bit silly beneath her worry. As if reasoning is going to get her too far with this one. But it's all she can do, so she steps back away from the door and tries again. "Why don't you come out?" she wheedles. "Then I can go in, and I'll get you all the ice cream I can carry."