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The Big Applesauce Moderators ([personal profile] applesaucemod) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2013-11-01 06:30 pm

The Tomato in the Mirror



Spring is in the air, and monsters are in your head. It will be hard to run from your fears tonight, though -- for you see, you are the thing lurking in your nightmares. Whether it's something that goes bump in the night, a ferocious animal, or even a person you find intimidating, you have become that which frightens you. Anyone who encounters you in this dreamscape will see the shape of you nightmares, and should you look into a mirror, well....

Dreamers will find themselves in an oversized funhouse whose twists, turns, and intersections turn it into a maze. There is no entrance and there is no exit, only branching hallways, tunnels, and ladders that divide and rejoin in baffling combinations. By the look of it, the funhouse has been here for years, slowly falling into decay as its lights burn out one by one and the bright paint chips and fades. The machinery, however, is still working, still ready to surprise these new guests. Hallways end suddenly in long, steep slides back down into the depths, floors lurch under dreamers' feet, and entire corridors spin horizontally. Elsewhere, dreamers might become lost in the mirror maze or get dropped into a vast ball pit.


[Mod note: Usual dream party rules are a go: apply the dream's transformation to your character(s) as you see fit, and decide for yourself whether they will remember these experiences in the morning. Both members and non-members are welcome to play all characters on this post, including those which are not currently part of the game's cast. Have at!]
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[personal profile] has_a_horn 2013-11-12 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"You delegate." He raises an eyebrow in Peter's direction. "What is she, your secretary?"
fucking_ebay: (smile | laugh)

[personal profile] fucking_ebay 2013-11-12 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
"She does double duty," grins Peter. No way it's going to get back to Lucy, right?
has_a_horn: (smile | amused)

[personal profile] has_a_horn 2013-11-12 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, I'm so going to let her know you said that." Yeah, don't hold your breath, Peter. He probably won't, but you never know what he'll find amusing in the moment. He grins back at Peter. "Just out of curiosity, how do you think she'd react? My guess is righteous anger."
fucking_ebay: (interested | doe eyes)

[personal profile] fucking_ebay 2013-11-12 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah? Your word against mine, who's she going to believe?"

Actually...that's kind of a good question.
has_a_horn: (smirk | welp)

[personal profile] has_a_horn 2013-11-12 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Ha, well, Gabriel doubts that Lucy trusts him much at all, and Peter isn't actually all that good at lying. "She knows you pretty well, Peter. She could probably throw out a guess about anything and get it right."
fucking_ebay: (thoughtful | confusion)

[personal profile] fucking_ebay 2013-11-12 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"You won't be helping your chances," says Peter lightly. Not that he intends to have a threesome at all, nope.
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[personal profile] has_a_horn 2013-11-12 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
Gabriel is starting to think that the negotiation for this mythical threesome is more entertaining than the actual thing could ever be. "Oh, and what are my chances now?" He pauses and snorts. "Disregard the old-man face."
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[personal profile] fucking_ebay 2013-11-12 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
If he thinks that, clearly he is underestimating Peter's sexual prowess.

"It's a lot to disregard," replies Peter innocently. "Show up like that and I don't think even Lucy's going to be interested."
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[personal profile] has_a_horn 2013-11-15 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Not even Lucy, hm?" He chuckles. The way Peter had said it made it seem like normally she's quite keen on the idea.
fucking_ebay: (interested | doe eyes)

[personal profile] fucking_ebay 2013-11-17 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter's not sure what he meant, but no doubt he's digging himself a deeper and deeper hole. Not literally, of course, he hasn't moved around since he stopped freaking out and is more or less stable in the quicksand ball pit.

"...She'll be even less interested than I am," he clarifies after an awkward moment of hurried thought.