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- character: daine sarrasri,
- character: gabriel,
- character: spike,
- character: sunshine,
- dropped: aglet bottlerack,
- dropped: andrew noble,
- dropped: cecil palmer,
- dropped: ianto jones,
- dropped: lucy saxon,
- dropped: sam winchester,
- dropped: seth,
- dropped: the doctor (10),
- dropped: the tardis,
- dropped: topher brink,
- party post,
- retired: peter vincent,
- retired: yuri kostoglodov
A Day Late and a Dollar Short

As far as dreams go, this seems surprisingly...normal. True, the dreamers of Manhattan and beyond will find themselves stranded in the middle of the ocean on a fairly deserted rocky island, but it's nothing so unusual as the labyrinth from last time, and no one appears to have become an animal or reverted to an insane past (or future) version of themself. Besides, well, rocks and grass, there's nothing here but an abandoned lighthouse, the doors and windows broken, and the spare furniture worn by the weather. You can go up the spiral staircase to look at the view, but there's nothing to see but the endless ocean. One might almost think tonight was a night for simple socializing via the telepathic current.
As if anything to do with the rift is ever that simple, you silly bumpkin. How quickly each person realizes what is unusual about tonight's dream will depend in large part on their personality. Some might go the entire night without noticing (except from the distress of others, naturally), but some will find out the instant they open their mouths to converse with another dreamer. You see, each and every dreamer will be completely unable to tell a lie for as long as the dream lasts. The truth might be evaded by omission, but any attempt to say that which is untrue will result in the corresponding truth emerging instead.
Good thing it's just a dream and everyone's going to forget in the morning, right? Right??
[Mod note: As usual, players can choose to have their characters remember or forget anything that happens in the Dreaming. As per usual party rules, both members and non-members are welcome to play any character in this post, regardless of whether that character is currently in the game. Unlike usual, tonight's theme is not optional; all characters will be subject to the enforced truth-telling. Have fun!]
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Hey, Sunshine, some people's vampires are different.
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Or maybe she's still having some issues with the idea of a habitable New York. Major population centers did not fare well during the Wars, and her universe's NYC is one of those too-numerous places so well and truly wrecked that not even the wilderness will take it back.
"Count yourself lucky," she says, making a face. "We'll be lucky if we aren't all under the dark in a hundred years." Which, if she goes on with the magic-handling, might be something she gets to witness firsthand. What joy.
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Yuri's pretty sure he's seen a movie about this. In fact, he knows he has; he really enjoyed it. But yeah, does she have a problem with the idea that maybe not all vampires are like the ones in her world? Yuri's even ready to accept -- okay, he might be ready to accept -- that weres from other universes aren't like him. So what's so weird about vampires coming in different flavors?
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"I mean the suckers are going to be running the show. They're not going to turn everyone - they'd need someone to eat, as you said - but..." she hunches her shoulders in an irritated shrug. But it's not like anyone will still be able to kid themselves that the vampires aren't in charge. But they might just keep humans in camps, for all anyone knows. It's not a pleasant thing to contemplate, so she tries not to, but it's also pretty godsdamn hard to forget.
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"Wow," he says. "Are there that many of them? I mean, back home we've got a lot of weres, but we're still a minority."
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Trouble is, vampires are bad enough that their badness tends to rub off on anyone who isn't strictly human. That's why demon crosses tend to try and keep things as discreet as possible. Even if their partblood heritage only manifests itself in a relatively harmless way - like growing in a second row of teeth, or hovering a foot above the bed every night after you fall asleep - people are still going to look at you sideways for being fractionally one of them. Hell, even peris don't exactly shout it from the rooftops.
Okay, so it's pretty cool to be suspected of being a fallen angel, but that's about it. Anyone else under the Other umbrella keeps their head down, whether they really need to or not.
"No one really knows how many there are," Sunshine admits. "A lot of people got turned during the Wars, but it's not like there's an Other census." Or that the government would get anything close to an accurate count, even if they could find enough foolhardy census-takers to attempt one. "Enough for us to be losing, anyway."
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"We do have a census -- I mean, you don't have to tell your neighbors or anything as long as you're set up with a cage, but I had to register, and I had to put it on my college applications." That's right, cage. Standard method, yo. "That last part sucked, by the way."
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"Just weres," he confirms. "Lots of different kinds, though. What are peris?"
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"People with peri blood are like Mary," she explains, happy enough to talk about this particular kind of partblood. "They usually have some kind of trick they can do, and it might not be terribly useful, but it won't be trouble."
Now she's once again wondering just what kind of a were Yuri is. Seems rude to ask. All she really wants to do is reassure herself that he's not a wereskunk, but they're getting along reasonably well. If he is a wereskunk, it'd be stupid to risk pissing him off with her nosiness.
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facedseen enough oppression to know that the ones in charge aren't always so great at using their common sense and seeing that someone isn't going to go around hurting people just because they're different.no subject
... Or to being able to see in the dark, when she can help it, because that's a sucker trick. Even if people assume it's just demon blood manifesting itself, you don't want people thinking you've got magic-handling genes and demonic ones. That's like calmly announcing that you could go violently insane at any minute.
And she thinks SOF is being overbearing now.
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She really doesn't want to talk about this. How in the fresh hell do you even begin to explain things to someone who, for whatever reason, is in a position to ask if suckers are really that bad? She stares down at her hands, reassuring herself that there's no poisonous tracery of black and green threading its way up her arms. Because that's how bad the bad ones are: you touch one, and it leaves you convinced that your hands are ruined. They're bad enough that the idea of them can root itself in your brain and pull you apart even after they're gone.
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"We're careful when anyone comes through, but you can't really assume," he explains.
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Yolande's sharper than most.
And no, it's not paranoia. One of the dubious delights of having SOF interested in you is that they tend to share more when they're trying to win you over. Granted, 'we'll all be under the dark in a century' isn't much of a rallying cry, but it made sense. What else would you tell a reluctant magic handler who seems to have a weird bead on vampires? 'Nah, it's fine, we're not in desperate need of your help or anything. Go back to making cinnamon rolls.'
"Well, if you start finding dry guys around, that might be one of our suckers at work," she says flatly. "But that's about the only hint you'll get unless you happen to meet one personally, and then you won't have much time to, uh, share your newfound knowledge."
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sparklespathos or humanity. Yuri tries to joke. "So we shouldn't expect them to come in looking for a place to stay and an allowance, huh? Because we've got a few vampires like that."no subject
"You've got vampires asking for that? Are you sure they're not just poseurs or something?" Because in her universe, and outside her own admittedly unique experience, if you've got a vampire talking to you and you're not interviewing them for the ten o'clock news, you're about to be eaten. They're not going to ask you to spot them a few thousand blinks or if they can crash on your couch for a few days, they're going to ask you if you wouldn't mind being devoured... and there's a pretty good chance your under-the-dark answer is going to be, 'no, not at all, please help yourself.'
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Because it's not like he can point to a fictional account of vampires and say, 'yeah, that's one of the kinds we've seen' when her world probably doesn't have that kind of book. Twilight in his world was significantly different, after all.
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"Assuming you're not referring to the time, I'm guessing not." If she knew he was referring to a book series about vampires, she'd be even more certain, given that she spent her younger years reading as much Other fiction as she could get her hands on.
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She mostly sticks to the older stuff, in part because the post-Wars offerings have taken something of a turn. When all is said and done, she prefers her vampire fiction to be overwrought in an 'oh no, mysterious Others' sort of way and not an 'oh no, here's a plausible portrayal of how they might actually take over' sort of way. There's not much guilty pleasure to be had in speculative fiction.
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And Yuri knows full well how that will sound to her, thus the pause for laughter or sputtering or righteous indignation.
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Wait did he just say that. Embarrassed, Yuri colors and tries to change the subject. "And for some reason it's almost always werewolves in this new universe. It's like they think there's only one kind, or maybe one kind per continent."
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