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The Big Applesauce Moderators ([personal profile] applesaucemod) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2013-06-29 05:04 pm

Paper Faces on Parade

The residents of Manhattan will once again find themselves drawn into the currents of the rift when they sleep tonight. Once again, too, the rift is drawing in people from other worlds, both those who might one day find themselves pulled through in waking life and those who might yet escape its grasp.

Tonight, it seems, a celebration is in order. The ballroom of a country manor is the setting for tonight's gathering. Wood and marble gleam in the gas lighting, and a bar at one end of the room provides the, ahem, social lubricant some guests may require. At the other end, a staircase leads to a walkway that runs the entire parameter of the room, allowing guests to watch the dancing from above. While the party is localized in the ballroom, who knows what secret passages and hidden ways a grand old house like this one might conceal?

Those who appear here will find themselves wearing a disguise on arrival. Should the rift cause one to appear in a costume not of their liking (as it is fairly likely to do), an enormous wardrobe can be found through a door near the bar. In it, guests will find a seemingly infinite assortment of costumes and masks of all sizes and varieties ready for their use.


[Mod note: Usual dream-party rules apply. Both members and non-members are welcome to use any character, be they already in the game or no, and players can choose whether to have their characters remember this in the morning.]
wildmage_daine: (investigating)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-06-29 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Daine steps through a door and finds herself on the walkway above the dance floor, which is a far cry from the stable she was expecting. Nor is she wearing her usual attire, and she glances down in baffled admiration at her dress. It reminds her of the formal clothes she had to wear as a member of the Tortallan delegation: all subtle blues and greys, the better to match the wolf mask that has appeared on her head. She leans against the railing and fiddles idly with the sapphire bracelet around her wrist, trying to get her bearings.
Edited 2013-06-30 00:00 (UTC)
antitimelord: (whatever im saying is super obnoxious)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-06-30 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Well here's someone who looks both lost and fancier than is their wont; Zagreus leans on the railing insouciantly, having resigned himself to mingling. Why not? It's a dream, he's growing used to those. He is no help with bearings of any variety, of course, but what he can provide is obnoxious fairytale references. "I must say I'm a bit put out. I thought I held the exclusive rights to all big bad symbolism. I suppose that leaves me telling you what big eyes you have."
wildmage_daine: (neutral - humoring you)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-06-30 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, here's someone she hasn't met. She doesn't recognize his voice, anyway, and given how distracting his costume is at first glance, it's all she has to go on.

Fortunately for Daine, she's now familiar enough with most of this universe's fairy tales to get the reference. Less fortunate are the implications of what he's saying, and she frowns a little behind her mask. What's so big and bad about him? Or is he just joking? It probably doesn't help that she's already confused, of course.

After a moment's consideration, she replies, "There's nothing bad about wolves."
antitimelord: (rly?)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-06-30 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Well isn't she just a barrel of laughs. Of course. And that's what she takes from his chatter? A slight against wolfkind? The effect of his bemused look is seriously hindered by the mask, but the disappointed head shake he gives at encountering yet another tetheredly literal mind makes the bells jingle merrily. "Perhaps not. I'm sure that's what the wolves would say, anyway."
wildmage_daine: (mischievous)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-06-30 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
It's difficult not to be on the lookout for slights against wolfkind when you've had Daine's experience with them. "That is what they'd say, if they were here," she agrees, her tone serious, though she's smirking behind her mask. "But this isn't the Pack's idea of a good time."
antitimelord: (you're fucked)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-06-30 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, definitely painfully literal, he's just about ready to break out in hives. And that was definitely a capital letter he just heard. What are the chances she's more interesting than she looks? "It isn't mine, either. But that's how it goes, these days." He offers his hand, pleasantly enough. "I'm Zagreus. I don't believe we've met."
wildmage_daine: (neutral - curls)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-06-30 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"True enough." She'd rather be with the Pack than here, anyway. She takes the offered hand, pushing up her mask as she does so. It seems rude to introduce herself with her face hidden. "I'm Daine."
antitimelord: (distracted)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-01 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"A pleasure, I'm sure." He pushes back his mask as well; he never did feel the need to keep up a disguise for long, doesn't much have the stomach for it. "You seem fairly familiar with the dream world. Or at least, not too fazed by it." Or is she aware? Oops.
wildmage_daine: (listening - learning)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-01 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
Daine blinks. It actually hadn't yet occurred to her that this was a dream, but it does explain everything, and she adjusts quickly to the news. "Well, this sort of thing does happen a lot," she says with a little shrug.
antitimelord: (all that you know is wrong)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-01 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, so she hadn't known. Interesting. He watches her intently; the dream world is a phenomenon he is rapidly becoming invested in, and he wants to know everything he can about it. "Does it? What sort of dreaming experiences have you had in the time you've been here?" He strives for the most affable bedside manner he can.
wildmage_daine: (polite interest)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-01 12:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mostly normal ones, I think," she replies, trying not to frown under his close scrutiny. "But sometimes they're shared - other folk drop in, or else we all end up somewhere strange. I expect this is one of those last ones... unless this is your dream." Because she definitely wouldn't dream this up on her own.

She resumes leaning against the railing so she can scan the floor below for anyone she recognizes. "What about you?" she asks Zagreus, giving him a sidelong glance. Unless he's only just come through the rift, she'd guess his experiences are much the same as hers.
antitimelord: (yes i would)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-02 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
He smiles at that, but it's fairly free of humour. "No, this isn't one of mine. I have had some of the shared variety, though not many." But this is still pretty vague and generalised. Nothing he didn't already know. She presumably doesn't have any dream related powers. "People 'drop in' to your dream--have you dropped in on any of theirs, on a more personal scale than these little dream gatherings?"
wildmage_daine: (listening - curls)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-02 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Yes, there are a few people she thinks she knows down there. There's someone by the bar who could be Andrew (or the Doctor, or Peter). A weird group dream, then, as opposed to a weird shared dream.

"It's happened a few times," she admits after a few moments' thought. "But it's not normal. I think I only ever dropped in on other people while I was asleep for a few days." Belatedly realizing that's the sort of statement that usually requires an explanation, she adds, "Drained myself," as if her overexertion and subsequent two-day nap was a minor inconvenience.
antitimelord: (but a question mark)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-03 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
It's a bit odd, but not worth more than an eyebrow raise. Who hasn't passed out for days at a time? Granted there should be alcohol involved, but. "So getting that kind of range of motion in the dream world takes a bit of a time investment, as it were, though I suppose the exhaustion could also factor in. But it otherwise happens pretty much at random? Or was there some logic to whose dreams you dropped in on?"
wildmage_daine: (questioning)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-03 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Daine blinks, suddenly reminded of Andrew when he goes on a tear - or Numair. It's not a bad thing, but she's all too aware that she doesn't really know enough about all this shared dreaming stuff to answer his questions. "It seemed random to me," she says with a little shrug, "but I'm no expert. You could try asking Topher - or the TARDIS, I s'pose. They both seem a bit better with dreams than most."
antitimelord: (lol dis bitch)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-03 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Ask the TARDIS, that's hilarious. Poor thing, she wasn't to know. "I could, at that. Someone already told me I should talk to Topher Brink, but I didn't think to ask how to reach him." The idea for an experiment of sorts presents itself, and he checks the pocket of his obnoxious outfit. Yep, pen and small pad of paper. Dreams are awesome. "I don't suppose you have his number?" He could probably summon up his phone, too, but that's a very specific thing that actually already exists, and programming numbers in to take out of the dreaming doesn't seem like a baby step, if it's even possible. Perhaps later.
wildmage_daine: (perturbed - are you serious)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-03 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
"No," comes the too-hasty reply. She should probably try to sound apologetic, but the thought of Topher having her number in return is more than a little bit alarming. All right, he's never actually done worse than lie to her, but he's with them, and that's bad enough.

Sighing, she gives her head a little shake. "Sorry, but I don't know him that well." And that's for the best, given the way she sort of tore apart his employer's lobby.
antitimelord: (all that you know is wrong)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-03 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
That's a bit of a loaded reply, yes, and if he weren't so curious to experiment on the dreaming he wouldn't be able to resist picking at things. But this is a higher priority, he can always ask Lucy how to find Topher, if he wants to. He offers Daine the paper and pen. "Well, I'm sure I can find him some other way. Here, will you do me a favour and write something? Anything, as long as I wouldn't know it. It's just an experiment."
wildmage_daine: (neutral - humoring you)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-03 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Daine reaches out to take the pen and paper automatically, her expression shifting into one of polite bemusement. Given all his questions, she's not overly surprised that he's running some sort of experiment. She can't help wondering what he's trying to prove, though... maybe just that she's really here?

Well, then. She takes the paper over to the wall so she has a stable surface to write on, then neatly prints: Snowsdale, Galla.

"What would you like me to do with it, now?" she asks, holding the paper in such a way that he can't see what she's written.
antitimelord: (running red)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-04 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
No, Zagreus is way too invested in the matter of his own existence to make a fuss proving anyone else's, as a general day-to-day guideline. This is about something else, but he sees no reason to show his work. "Fold it up and give it back, if you don't mind. Thank you, you've been quite helpful."
wildmage_daine: (neutral - warrior)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-04 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
She can't help giving him a dubious look as she folds up the paper and hands both it and the pen back over. If he's not planning on reading it back to her, what was the point?

"You're welcome," she says before venturing, "What is it you're trying to prove?"
antitimelord: (distracted)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-04 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
He takes the paper and pockets it without so much as a glance. He'll check it upon waking, though he has every reason to suspect whatever she wrote will be there and just as unrecognisable as should be expected for something he didn't write himself. "I'm not expressly trying to prove anything. It's more about finding limits, understanding the dream world we're all being subjected to...I'm not exactly calling upon the scientific method, here."
wildmage_daine: (questioning)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-05 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, then. She just hopes that when he does eventually read what she wrote, he doesn't try to find Snowsdale on a map. He'd be in for a long, frustrating search.

"I'm glad I could help," she says, because manners cost nothing. Casting another glance down toward the bar, she adds, "Was there anything else you needed?" Because if not, she wants to go figure out which lookalike that is.
antitimelord: (or don't you)

[personal profile] antitimelord 2013-07-07 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
She needn't be concerned. Zagreus is terrible at maps anyway.

"No, thank you. You've been helpful enough already." On a whim, "In fact, I probably owe you a favour. Shame you won't know a way to contact me when you wake up...unless. I could leave my number in your mind." The considering pause was purely manufactured, of course. "I'm a useful person to have in your debt."
wildmage_daine: (listening - curls)

[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-07-07 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
The offer to leave something in her mind (even something as simple as a phone number) is a bit alarming. How can he sound so casual about it? Is it something he's learned to do in the dreaming, or something he can do all the time? She hesitates as she tries to think of a polite way to refuse.

"I'm sure you don't owe me anything," Which is true enough (and anyway, it'd be a small favor she'd earned with what little assistance she'd given him). "And I'd rather you didn't put anything in my mind. Maybe I could just give you my number?" Then he could text her instead of mucking around in her head.

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