The Tropical Vacation of Your Dreams

[applesaucemod]

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.]

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[bagropa]

Croach, who has been observing the exchange with one side of his brow raised significantly higher than the other, trying silently to decide if all humans are unfamiliar with the nature of dreams, helpfully speaks up. "She possesses the ability to alter the shape and composition of a small object to resemble those of another small object. It is a simple concept." And presumably one granted by dreams, right? Those silly human dreams. Oh, humans. "Human designated Sunshine, I would be under onus to you, were you to... 'transmute' a number of techno arrows for my use as well." He deftly removes an arrow from his holster, clutching it hopefully.

[rae_of_sun]

Thank you, Croach. Well, okay, she could forgive some skepticism on Gus's part (since he's apparently from some universe where magic handling isn't a thing), but still. They've teamed up with a Martian to fight dinosaurs in a dream, and transmutation is where he's drawing the line?

She's a bit less sure of her ability to transmute arrows, as they're well outside the realm of what would fit between her cupped palms… but again, dream mechanics. "They might be too big," she admits, in the interests of full disclosure. "But I can try." She holds out a hand, eyebrows raised. "Mind if I look at it?"