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The Big Applesauce Moderators ([personal profile] applesaucemod) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2013-05-02 04:23 am

[open to all] Room full of people in your head

The rift has gotten bored, and has decided it's time to bring people together for another dream party.

This time, when you find yourself within the dream, you'll be somewhere familiar. Perhaps somewhere you feel safe or at home, some place you miss, or were particularly happy at some point in your life. It might not be the same place every time you come back here, though.

There will also be a door where there didn't use to be one, even if there's no wall to surround it. If you go through this door, you will find yourself in endless simple corridor, lined with unmarked doors. And if you go through them, you'll pay a visit to someone else's room.


[There will monthly Dreaming party post like this. Same procedure as last time. Non-members welcome to tag in!]
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[personal profile] zen_navigator 2013-05-07 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, thank you." He fiddles with his tie a little, not entirely sure that he's comfortable with what just happened. But hey, clean tie. He looks around the room, as if MacDuff might suddenly reappear to pull up a chair, but no such luck.

He pulls over a stool for her and then pushes a few things aside so he can sit on the edge of his desk. "My methods of detection are founded upon the unassailable truth that everything is fundamentally interconnected. Through the layers of interconnectedness lie the truth to any mystery. My methods may seem unusual, but they are undoubtedly the best."
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[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-05-07 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Daine sits, mostly because it would be impolite not to, and settles Kitten on her lap with a pointed, no more magic look. It had been clear to her that he was a bit unsettled by having his tie fixed, though he'd recovered quickly enough.

Far less clear is his explanation, and Daine blinks as the majority of it sails clear over her head. "... What?"