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

[apidae]

She lets out a distressed whimper when he picks up one of her pebbles, reaching a hand out to take it back. "Don't touch!" she pleads. "It's just 'cause - 'cause I like it better this way."

[fucking_ebay]

"Well, maybe we could, maybe we could make it home base," he suggests. "And when you touch the home base you're safe and no one can tag you." Then there'd be a reason for the rocks to be special, he thinks.

[apidae]

Bee frowns, not sure she likes the idea. If they have to keep running back to her rocks then they'll all get messed up. She eventually shakes her head vigorously and continues to work for a few moments, but he won't go away, she'll have to play tag with him probably.

Well maybe it won't be so bad. She looks around and points at a nearby tree. "What about that?" she asks, looking up at him.