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

[johnny_truant]

Oh gross. Johnny winces and cringes away, though by the time he completes the movement Gabe has already cheshire-catted his way up the tree. Johnny scowls up at him.

"Yeah, decidedly not like that," he says. "Different kind of love. The weird, gay kind."

He passes a hand over his face. This version of Gabe is pretty insufferable. "Nevermind," he grunts. "I don't think you can understand it right now."

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel leans forward and looks down at Johnny with curiosity. He does say so many strange things. Maybe Johnny is right. Maybe he doesn't understand now, but he will.

"I've been learning so much. Samael has shown me, and with God's Grace I may one day teach another." There's a sense of pride to that statement, but also affection. He's looking forward to helping another like himself and watching his family grow. Being with his family is above all Gabriel's favorite thing, and the idea of looking after someone is exciting to him.

He smiles, having a thought. He thinks he knows something that this creature could appreciate. "I enjoy learning illusions- would you like to see one?" His brow furrows as he wonders how to explain what illusions are. "I believe illusions are something like your dreams."

He transports Johnny to sit next to him on the branch. He'll have a better vantage point there.

[johnny_truant]

He's torn between wanting to get the hell away from this weird backwards Gabe and wanting to stay with him out of some combination of morbid curiosity and pathetic loneliness. The decision is made for him when Gabe - Gabriel, he should say, this isn't Gabe - just brings him up onto the branch beside him.

"Jesus-!" he blurts, suffering a mild wave of sudden vertigo at the change in altitude. "Give me some god damn warning before you do that."

He fidgets uneasily, shifting into his new position. "Fine," he mutters. "Show me something."