I'll See You in My Dreams [WIDE-OPEN PARTY THREAD]

[applesaucemod]

Sometimes the rift only gives the denizens of Manhattan strange dreams. Sometimes, two people will find themselves together in the Dreaming. And other times? Other times, the Dreaming takes hold of dozens of people at once, throwing them all together into one shared mental space while they sleep.

Tonight is one of those nights -- what's more, the rift has outdone itself this time, telepathic tendrils reaching out through the rift into other universes to pull in even those who haven't been physically transported to this world...yet. You might meet a stranger from another world, or you might run into your next-door neighbor. You might notice right away that this isn't the waking world and that you are not alone, or you may drift through blissfully unaware that anything is out of the ordinary. You might not even remember this in the morning at all.

And that's probably going to be fortunate for at least a few people, because what you will notice is the overwhelming desire to get cozy with someone. It's chilly in this big house where you've found yourself, but luckily for you, there are beds, beanbags, and blankets galore, all of them just perfect for getting cuddly with your new friends. Consider yourself lucky that dream-world cameras can't upload photos to the real-world internet.


[It's a Dreaming party, and everyone is welcome! Tag a friend, tag a stranger, whatever! Everyone who's been pulled in will be feeling unusually friendly and cuddly, so get a-snuggling. Some characters (particularly those with strong telepathic defenses) may not be as strongly affected as others; the extent of the Dreaming's effect on each character is up to the mun's discretion.

Also, when we say everyone, we mean everyone. Non-members are welcome to tag into this post, so feel free to voice-test new characters here, and to invite friends who aren't in the game to come do some meeting and greeting. If you've come upon this post and aren't a member of this game, you are welcome to tag into this post.

For those who are familiar with the brbG parties, this is basically like that. Post a tag with your character's arrival and await replies. Time is bendy in here, so each character can have multiple replies/threads. Have fun!]

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[bluesuit_handy]

As if Andrew isn't super tactile already. He can be found lurking in the perfect pillow fort -- or rather, he can't, because from the outside it just looks like a big pile of cushions and blankets. That illusion will hold right up until the moment he sweeps aside a blanket serving as a door and tackle-glomps whoever passed within reach.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine had been prowling around as a snow leopard in her earlier dream, and it doesn't occur to her to change shapes now that she's suddenly in a rather drafty house. She pads down a hallway, looking around curiously. Then a rather familiar scent reaches her nostrils, and she drops into a crouch in front of a fragile looking blanket fort. Her hindquarters rise, waggling a little in excitement as she prepares to pounce.

[alwaysalright]

The Doctor is just strolling around casually, hands in pockets, a stray kitten on his shoulder, and pauses to admire the pillow fort -- pillow castle? There's at least one turret there.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine is in an uncharacteristically snuggly mood, so it's no great surprise that she's in one of the floofiest shapes she knows. She's rolling around on the floor as a snow leopard, half-tangled in a fleece blanket, ludicrously fluffy tail whipping about. Don't worry, she won't bite.

[stephen_bloom]

Stephen is pretty sure he's dreaming, because even his life isn't weird enough to explain the snow leopard in the blanket. He kneels down, grinning.

"Heh. Cute. I don't usually dream about cats."

[trickster_chosen]

"Hullo Aunt Daine," Aly says, sitting down on a particularly enticing pouf. Even in this form, it's easy to see the Wild Magic that surrounds her in Aly's Sight and she readily reaches out a hand to the leopard's shoulder.

[has_a_horn]

Hey Daine. Gabriel's heard that she's walking around as a snow leopard, so he decides to take advantage of the dream format and change shape before he approaches her. The coyote that ambles up to her is fairly easy to recognize as Gabriel.

My, what big teeth you have, Daine.

[fragmentation]

James is relaxing in a gigantic beanbag, eating a chocolate sundae that just happened to be there for him. He is still extremely unfamiliar to the experience of dreaming in the first place, so it probably won't even occur to him that this is a shared dream. Not that it will make much of a difference. He's generally friendly anyway.

[alwaysalright]

The Doctor wanders around, Andrew in tow, and it takes surprisingly short time to recognise someone familiar - by which of course he means someone who looks like himself. But the man isn't wearing the usual cricket gear, so he doesn't think it's actually an earlier him, only sort of.

He shoots straight for the man before Andrew has a chance to object. "Excuse me - you wouldn't happen to be James, would you?" he asks with a friendly grin.

[fucking_ebay]

Peter's reacted to the need to snuggle by swathing himself in a giant, fluffy blanket, beer at hand. He doesn't need anyone to cuddle with, got that? He's just fine here all...by...himself.

[essentiallyharmless]

Just because he doesn't need anyone, doesn't mean he doesn't want someone, right? If it does, too bad, cause here's Lucy, plopping down next to him and stealing his beer with a grin.

[essentiallyharmless]

Lucy's lounging on a bed, sipping a fruity drink of some kind, because she of course has alcohol even in the dream world. Even if its effect is purely in her mind. She's quite friendly and uncharacteristically cheerful today.

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel wanders over and leans against the side of the bed, looking over to see what she's drinking. "Hello again. How's the drink?"

[brink]

Topher's wandering around on his own, the overly cuddly and friendly mood mostly working to make him feel lonely. He's definitely more aware of the dream's effect than the average participant, given his dreamwalking abilities, which makes it much easier for him to resist. But if someone does want to cuddle him, he might end up giving in anyway.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine watches Topher pass, first noticing that he's a stranger, and then noticing that he doesn't seem very happy. That's odd; isn't everyone happy, here? She's in a great mood, and so is everyone else she's met.

Maybe he just needs a hug. That'll cheer him up. She rises to her feet and pads after him, head down as she focuses on her prey new friend. She considers pouncing on him, but decides against it; she doesn't want to frighten him. Instead, she picks up her pace until she's walking alongside him. Hello, she says cheerfully. You seem sad.

[beastisbeauty]

Hulk is used to spending the majority of his existence trapped in the back of puny Banner's mind, so finding himself in a shared dreamspace isn't all that odd to him. He is deeply disturbed, though, that his urge to smash seems to have been replaced by the urge to snuggle! He's a bit worried, though that might be Banner peeking through, that snuggling will have much the same result as smashing, if Hulk isn't careful.

Puny ones are so puny.

Hulk sits down on a rug in front of a fireplace. The flames are pretty and he likes the crackling and woodsy smell.

[essentiallyharmless]

Lucy sashays over to the Hulk, drink in hand, humming vaguely to herself. She doesn't seem particularly bothered by his unusual appearance, though she probably would be if she were actually awake. As it is, she just asks him "Mind if I join you?"

[hate_marry_myself]

Your name is KARKAT VANTAS and you have really had it with the dream bubbles. Sure it's nice seeing dead friends, but it also means remembering that they are dead and gone.

If it's all the same, Karkat would rather just sit down on a squashy recuperacoon and not deal with all of this.

[thresh_prince]

Tough shit. Not dealing is not in the cards today. Or any day. For any iteration of Karkat. Ever.

"Well. What's a useless bulgechafe like myself doing in a place like this. Past, future, or God forfuckingbid, dead?" He really really hopes the answer isn't 'dead'.

[st_north]

It was most certainly not his beloved village of Santoff Clausen, but somehow Nicholas St. North still felt perfectly welcome here. All the scattered cushions and beds made it seem almost like Ombric's great tree when the children were being gathered together for a cup of chocolate or a lesson. All they needed now was dear Katherine and all of their friends. Even Bunnymund.

[spiritofwinter]

Jack perches atop a stray armoir, which is probably the only tall and uncuddly piece of furniture in this place (it is, naturally, stuffed with pillows and blankets). He's been observing the people around him and feeling a bit glum -- with everyone getting all cozy in the blankets, he knows his brand of fun wouldn't be welcome, and starting snowball fights and making snow days are the only ways he has of interacting with people. Well, that or go prank them and ignore the fact that putting ice down people's backs isn't fun for the other people involved, but he doesn't really feel like it. No, he feels like cuddling, which is a recipe for depression.

Or would be, if he were invisible and intangible like normal. He hasn't caught on yet that he's not.

[has_a_horn]

[ooc: ach! home late and I miss this!]

Gabriel is ensconced quite comfortably against the cushy arm of a particularly deep sofa. He's aware of what the dream is trying to suggest to him, but for the moment he's happy so sit here and watch everyone, curious about this new development. If anyone wants to come cuddle with him, he wouldn't be averse. Then again, he's not usually averse to a cuddle or two.

[bluesuit_handy]

Look who has a blanket cape -- Handy, that is who. The fort was a lot of fun, sure, but then he got bored waiting for people to come by so he could attack hug them. Spotting someone on a sofa, he invites himself to join him. Don't mind him climbing over the arm of the couch and sitting down cross-legged, Gabriel, he's only going to invade your space and talk your ear off.

"We haven't met," he announces cheerfully.

[watchesthebeans]

A strange house full of Human Beans is a recipe for danger, but somehow Aglet doesn't feel worried. In his waking life he'd be scurrying for cover, but instead he finds himself lounging in the folds of a blanket where it's draped over the arm of a plush couch. This place is just so...peaceful. Giant as they still are, the Beans seem interesting rather than frightening...though not enough so that he'll deliberately draw attention to himself.


[OOC: Aglet's a Borrowers original character. He's only a few inches tall, and he normally wouldn't consort with Beans at all.]

[wildmage_daine]

Daine does a double-take when she sees what looks like a very tiny person on the couch. Wary of frightening the little thing, she takes mouse shape before clambering up onto the couch and pausing a few inches away from the stranger. Hullo! she offers cheerfully. I'm Daine.

[engine_heart]

[voice testing o_o]

Kaylee looks around with a smile as she arrives. She knows she's dreaming, but this is so unusual. A party! Everything looks so soft and comfortable, so she runs over and steps up onto one of the beds, then flops back onto it, giggling as she lands softly.

Fair warning: Kaylee is cuddly on a regular day, here she'll be something like a friendly octopus.

Kayleeee <3

[alwaysalright]

The Doctor's not exactly the most un-cuddly person, and certainly no stranger to starting random conversations, particularly not at such a cheerful place as this. Kaylee's fun approach to the beds has his curiosity piqued.

"Hullo," he greets Kaylee with a grin. "Mind if I join you?"

[alwaysalright]

The Doctor has commandeered a huge, fluffy blanket, and is walking around wearing it. If anyone needs help fighting off the chill of the house, he will gladly share, and provide hugs freely.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine's not trying to pounce on the Doctor, honestly; she thought he was Andrew and was going for the bit of blanket that was dragging across the ground so enticingly. But she fails to take the slippery hardwood floor into account and slides past her target, fetching up against the Doctor's ankle.

Whoops! she says cheerfully, blinking up at him. Sorry.

[i_jones]

Ianto isn't quite aware that this is a dream, as it were, but he knows that this isn't normal, and that he has absolutely no idea how he got here, wherever here is. But that... does tend to happen, actually. He's been to numerous parties. He should be used to this by now. He takes in the overt sense of comfort and shrugs, wrapping the nearest quilt around his shoulders and wandering off to find the kitchen. House this big must have a kitchen. And there he can make up a nice, comforting pot of tea for anyone who might care to join him.

[canton3]

HEY LOOK WHO IT IS. Canton too is used to strange parties by now, though there's been a surprising lack of familiar faces, so he's been investigating the house. He's very pleased when he comes across Ianto.

"Long time no see," he greets him with a smile.

[ghost_holder]

There's a wrathful little girl whose wrath is slowly, inexplicably, fading to loneliness. It looks nice here, but she can't find her mommy, the only person who cared about her.

"Hello?" Aggie asks.

OMG AGGIE <3 <3 <3

[wildmage_daine]

The temptation to pounce on the littler denizens of this party is particularly strong, but then Daine notices that here's another human who doesn't look all that happy, like Topher, before. That's not right. Everyone ought to be happy when it's so nice here.

Hullo, Daine says, sitting down a few feet away from the little girl who looks just a little bit like Kally. I'm Daine. Belatedly, she adds, I won't hurt you, in case that was in doubt. She is a leopard, after all, if a very cuddly one.

[antitimelord]

Luckily for everyone, Zagreus is not natively very susceptible to cuddle inducing ambiance. He'd be cuddly the way a boa constrictor would be--probably involving strangling someone, possibly with the ultimate goal of eating them. Besides which, his mind is something he doesn't like people or houses to play with overmuch these days; it's a shitty fortress, but a fortress all the same. But for all that, he is at least a bit more likely to engage in something approaching reasoned and amicable discourse, and less likely to break minds or wrists on a whim. It doesn't occur to him that he's dreaming. He just isn't shackled to continuity enough to be concerned about where he is or why, beyond that it's cold and distasteful. He sets out to explore the house, though he glances at the blankets with something like longing.

[has_a_horn]

Hey there, random new person. Gabriel comes up to him, clutching a pillow which he offers to Zagreus. "Welcome to the house of comfort. I'm told starting orgies is discouraged."

[spiritofwinter]

Jack's just going to ignore the fact that no one's going to want to cuddle with him (he's cold to the touch) in favor of the things that are good about this place. Like being visible, for instance. He's strolling around, grinning from ear to ear, nodding and greeting every person he sees just for that moment of eye contact it gets him. "Hey there!" he smiles at the latest one.

[wildmage_daine]

Hey, a snow leopard might find him a tolerable cuddling partner. Hullo! Daine responds, lifting a paw in greeting.

[canton3]

Canton's chilling on a couch with a cup of tea and a blanket. This isn't the usual collection of people he usually sees at these strange, panchronistic, intergalactic parties, but he rolls with it.

[notamaniac]

Freddy shows up and his mind is just boggling. He's never seen so many different dreamers in one dream before and he can't seem to find the dream master responsible.

"Hey, buddy. Who's throwing this shindig?"

[manonmars]

Sam seriously just had no idea what was going on here. At all. So he simply stood around awkwardly, trying to wait this mad coma-nightmare out. Though, for a nightmare, it was much more cuddlier than he was used too.

Didn't exactly work to make him any less awkward. Sam Tyler looked the picture of uncomfortable.