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The Big Applesauce Moderators ([personal profile] applesaucemod) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2013-08-30 07:33 pm

The Fortress of Many Turnings [open]

Welcome to Caerdroia. Though at first glance this world seems calm, even idyllic, closer inspection will reveal a startling lack of linearity. A doorway in one place can suddenly lead to another entirely, the locals going about their business seem totally unaware of your presence, and you may find reminders of home that are less than welcome -- and less than safe.

The countryside seems almost designed to set one at one's ease. Gentle, rolling hills overlook a town in the near distance, and herds of friendly cows cluster here and there (with unknown intent).

The Garden of Curiosities is a walled-off park. Inside, streams and paths wind through beautiful landscaping, and animals can be found on the loose everywhere. For the most part, these creatures are friendly (or at least indifferent) toward visitors, though their appearance might perturb. One might see an animal one has never encountered before, or one might find the garden inhabited by creatures from one's own world that are somehow changed, whether in size, color, or behavior. And, of course, one might find something rather more predatory has taken up residence….

The town hall never seems to be in the same place twice. Finding your way through the streets to any one particular building is an exercise in frustration, as the town seems to shift and change whenever part of it is out of your sight. The hall itself isn't much better once you get inside; stairwells have a habit of appearing on the ceiling, hallways turn into dead ends while your back is turned, and floors are liable to open up into fathomless pits.

The Labyrinth is where many journeys seem destined to end. The way out is, more often than not, the way in. Try to leave one part of Caerdroia, and the doorway might very well open into the labyrinth. And, like any good labyrinth, this one is home to a Minotaur. And, like any good Minotaur, this one would be more than happy to tear you to pieces.

[OOC: Once again, the shared dream is open to all characters, including those not currently in the game and those belonging to players who are not currently members. Once again, too, players are free to choose whether their characters see the dream for what it is, whether they are forced to abide by its rules, and whether they will remember this in the morning.]
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[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-09-04 11:21 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not hell," Daine says, nose wrinkling at the suggestion. Whether it's the very concept of hell that she finds most objectionable, or just the idea that this particular setting could qualify, is hard to judge. Nodding at the beastie she's currently petting, she adds, "She wouldn't be so friendly if it was."
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2013-09-06 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
He looks down at the beast, then back to her with a raised eyebrow. "You happen to know what this is?
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[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-09-06 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Not really," comes the cheery reply. Isn't it enough to know she's friendly? "We don't have anyone like this where I'm from - or in New York, far as I know. But she's nice."
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2013-09-07 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
"I would have remembered this if it was trotting around Central Park." Which is to say, no, they don't have them in New York.

He sighs, giving in and finally giving the creature a proper petting. It chitters in response, circles around him once, then lays down at his feet. "Okay, that's just cute."
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[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-09-07 08:44 am (UTC)(link)
Daine grins approvingly. See? Freakish alien beasties aren't so bad!

"I'm Daine," she says, belatedly remembering her manners. Well, it's easy for her to get distracted, here. "Did the rift get you, too?"
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2013-09-07 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Got me? Yeah. Got me, chewed me up, spit me out in a zebra crossing with a mountain of kiddy lit on my head." ...It'd probably be better not to ask, Daine. He offers his hand for a shake. "Name's Spike."
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[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-09-07 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Fortunately for Daine, the introductions distract her from the question of where in the city he'd seen a zebra, of all things. She's fair certain the Central Park Zoo doesn't have any.

As she takes his hand, she elects not to ask if 'Spike' is a normal name in his universe. "How long have you been in the city?" she asks, instead. Hopefully not months, like she has... though she doesn't really envy new arrivals, either.
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2013-09-08 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Not long. A week." He shrugs. "I'm not a stranger to New York. Spent some time there a while back." In the seventies, but...yknow. Might not wanna mention that. "Back in my universe."
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[personal profile] wildmage_daine 2013-09-08 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's lucky," she says, because 'you're lucky' probably doesn't apply to anyone who's come through the rift. "I've been here for months. We don't have a New York in my universe." Brushing a little alien fur off of her hands, she adds, "If the animals weren't all the same, I'd suspect I was from a whole 'nother planet. None of the maps look familiar." She might not be a geographical scholar, but she knows Galla and Tortall well enough that she's sure she could find them if they were there, even if they were mislabeled.
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2013-09-11 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"It sort of is though, isn't it. A whole 'nother planet, I mean." He tips his head to side, shrugs. "Different dimensions and all that."

"So, no New York in your world. What have you got?"