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!]

Comments

[wildmage_daine]

Daine has just enough time to wonder if she shouldn't have asked before the TARDIS answers. "But that's awful!" she says, as if her protestations could stop the rift from being every bit as awful as it wants to be. Her hand stills on the TARDIS's neck as she considers what it would be like to have the rift upsetting her not just every now and again - and not just in the sense that it had torn her away from her home - but all the time. To the point where her health was affected. Odd's bobs, that's more than anyone should have to deal with. "I'm sorry."

She doesn't suppose there's anything she can do that the Doctor couldn't, but she still asks, "Is there any way I could help?"

[theoldgirl]

Tell Gabriel to come be friends with her again. If the TARDIS weren't a unicorn right now she'd give Daine a tired smile, but as it is she just huffs softly and inclines her head. "No, but I appreciate your sympathy." On bad days it still irks her that she's required to express herself in the narrow confinements of words and a humanoid form to get some basic appreciation and respect, but on the whole it's just nice to be understood. "I've endured worse than this, and the Doctor takes care of me," she tells the girl, giving her a reassuring nudge with her nose.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine doesn't feel all that reassured - she's still troubled by the thought of the rift causing such a constant strain on the TARDIS (or anyone, for that matter). But what can she do?

"I'm glad the Doctor's helping, at least," she says, rubbing around the base of the TARDIS's ears.