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The Big Applesauce Moderators ([personal profile] applesaucemod) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2014-02-22 03:01 pm

The Tropical Vacation of Your Dreams

The communal dreams of Manhattan have been downright pleasant lately, haven't they? Here's another sunny day for dreamers to enjoy in their sleep, though of course the tropical climate may prove just a little uncomfortable for northerners. The verdant jungle has its own sort of charm, though, teeming as it is with all sorts of exotic animals.

Make that very exotic animals.

Those who arrive close by any of the old buildings or fences will see that it's been a long time since the humans that made them disappeared. Everything here was once sleek, shiny, and state of the art. Now formerly electric fences stand bent and torn, automated SUVs sit rusting on their tracks or lie smashed to pieces where they were thrown by some enormous creature, and the jungle slowly works to reclaim a mildewy hotel and visitors' center.

Whether one finds oneself in the formless jungle that was once paddocks, in the aviary that would have housed a luxury resort, or even in the halls of what should by all rights be the most heavily fortified hotel in the world, one is always in danger here. The barriers that once separated human from dinosaur have long since fallen. Here dinosaurs have eked out a new ecosystem, the carnivores not particularly bothered about eating herbivores from entirely different epochs…or, for that matter, the funny little hairless apes that have appeared here on occasion. Here one is always in danger of running afoul of hungry tyrannosaurs, stampeding triceratops, or cunning deinonychus velociraptors (they're totally velociraptors, yup). Enjoy the eye-searing venom of that strangely undersized dilophosaurus, by the way, as well as the toxic bite of the swarms of compsognathus. Or maybe the dreamers will luck out, and the worst they'll encounter is an indifferent, bumbling brachiosaurus or an unassuming microceratops. Who here is ever that lucky, though?

Welcome to Jurassic Park.



[Mod note: Same drill as always. All players and characters are welcome, current members or no. Characters will remember or forget any and all dream events at players' discretion. Death in the dream does not result in real death.]
bagropa: (the greatest quantity)

[personal profile] bagropa 2014-02-23 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Croach nods gravely. "I did not recognize the creature, but by its teeth and claws I judged it to be what you humans call a 'carnivore'. Had it discovered you, it would have shredded your flesh and devoured you. Or... simply eaten you whole."

He tilts his head, antennae twitching with curiosity and something approaching pleasure. Of the numerous comments to make regarding Croach's presence, few humans find his senses the most noteworthy of mention. The small human may be in shock, however. "... I also possess twenty-eight distinct senses, significantly more the mere five found in humans."
watchesthebeans: (subdued | downcast)

[personal profile] watchesthebeans 2014-02-23 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Aglet lets out a sound that might be described as a soft meep, having imagined the latter scenario himself. Thinking about the creature deliberately tearing him apart first is worse only because the mental image has more blood in it. "Oh," he says quietly, feeling suddenly inadequate. Or maybe not so suddenly. "I'm -- I'm not a human? But I guess I only have five anyway."
bagropa: (and i place you under onus for it)

[personal profile] bagropa 2014-02-23 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is an... adequate amount for any being to possess," Croach reassures Aglet, though he's more concerned with the claim that Aglet is not human. Will every being he encounters be something other than human? Are there no humans left on Earth? "Are you not a human who, though normally of average human size, has been reduced in mass and volume by a science device?"
watchesthebeans: (concerned | watching)

[personal profile] watchesthebeans 2014-02-24 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Blink blink. "No? I'm a Borrower. I was always this size -- except I guess I was smaller when I was a baby." And just think how tiny Borrower babies must be. Just think of it, Croach. "Do you know where we are?"