It's Saturday night and you're hallucinating in your sleep!

[applesaucemod]

It's that time again! The rift has caught the good little dreamers of New York (and beyond) in its currents and washed them ashore on a desert island in a dream wonderland. This time, however, quite a noticeable change has come over each of the attendees of this nocturnal party.

All the people who arrive in this shared mindspace will find that they have been transformed into some sort of animal they find familiar or that resembles them. They will find that they can still communicate with one another and that they still have all their mental faculties, but might be a little…well…influenced by the forms they have taken on.

They will also find that they have been deposited in the middle of the largest, most elaborate playground they have ever seen. Climbing equipment and slides of the sort meant for human children are in evidence, but so are cat trees, meadows, tunnels, pools and ponds, aerial obstacle courses, and anything else the mind can imagine, for as far as the eye can see.



[OOC: The usual dream party rules apply: players apply the party's theme (in this case, transformation) to their characters according to their own discretion, and both members and non-members are more than welcome to use this post to try out characters not yet in the game. Usual dreaming rules also apply, in that players can choose whether or not their characters will remember this in the morning. Have at!]

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[theheroheart]

"Well, however it's happening, we're both here now," she says. Gets up on her back feet to butt her head against the bottom of his chin. Purr purr purr. "So none of that maudlin, self-pitying ridiculousness. Don't try to pretend you weren't doing it, I've travelled with you long enough to recognize that sort of thing."

She drops back down and cleans her whiskers demurely. He'd better not try to deny it. Not to her.

[bluesuit_handy]

"I never!" he protests. Well, if that's how she's going to be -- dancing forward (this form always seems to be prancing or bouncing), he lays a big, wet lick kiss on the top of her head. "It's good to see you."

[theheroheart]

"You always," Charley says, but there's a laugh in her voice, and she accepts the sloppy doggy kiss without complaint, though she immediately and instinctively starts grooming after.

"It's rather good to see you, too, alive and presumably with a new face and all. I was worried, a bit, during all this mess."

[bluesuit_handy]

Andrew flops down on the grass beside her, flicking his tongue in and out to clear it of hair. "New face, new teeth, new everything," he agrees. "I do mean it -- I'm from a good while on. I can't tell you much."