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]

Handrew whips open the flap with a triumphant cry, not questioning how he knows there's someone on the other side when he can barely hear them, and springs. He notices several moments too late that he's jumping at a leopard, and his shout turns to a squawk as he hurtles through the air.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine, on the other hand, isn't the least bit surprised to see Andrew. She launches herself at him with a gleeful, Andreeewwww!, her front paws wrapping around his neck in a good approximation of a hug.

[bluesuit_handy]

Down they go in a pile of fluffy cushions, Andrew somehow noticing as they tumble that he's not being bitten or clawed -- really, it's like being tackled by a giant stuffed toy. Also, voice in head. How unusual!

"...What??" he asks when they come to rest, seriously confused.

[wildmage_daine]

It's me, Daine! Hullo! She punctuates her greeting with an affectionate lick to the head. She has enough presence of mind to avoid his skin with her rough tongue, but she hasn't done his hair any favors.

[bluesuit_handy]

"Daine?" Andrew squirms a little in a vain attempt to escape the tongue bath. Alas, he is still left with a swath of hair stuck up at an odd angle where she licked it. Now that he's aware he's not being eaten by a leopard, though, it's time to get his back. He runs his fingers through her thick fur, then wraps his arms around her and tries to drag her into the fort. "Daine, you need to see this fort I made!"

[wildmage_daine]

Leopards can't purr, but she lets out a pleased little chuffing sound and shuts her eyes, enjoying the attention.

Even being awkwardly half-hoisted off the ground doesn't bother her. She pushes off the ground with her hind legs so Andrew won't have to support her full weight, though even her full weight isn't all that much. She's only about 50 pounds in this shape, though all the fluff makes her look heavier. Okay! Did you make it all yourself? She eyes the fort curiously, whiskers forward.

[bluesuit_handy]

Honestly, he's like a toddler dragging around an overgrown house-cat. Andrew hauls her into the interior of the fort, which seems suspiciously large compared to the exterior.

"Yes," he smiles. Then, looking disappointed with himself, he admits, "No. But I improved it!"

[wildmage_daine]

It's huge! Daine says, impressed. It didn't look this big from outside. It's a little difficult for her to move much given how Andrew's holding her, but she manages to press the top of her head against his chest in a sort of fond head-butt. This is a great fort!

[bluesuit_handy]

"I know, right? Come on, you haven't seen the turret yet!"

...How does a blanket fort have a turret?

[wildmage_daine]

Daine squirms a bit so she can brace her forepaws against Andrew's arm. Turret? How did you manage that?

[bluesuit_handy]

"Engineering," Andrew informs her primly. "And science. You can't climb on it, though, it's made of pillows."

He pulls her over to a corner, where there's a little hole leading into a round space -- a turret!

[wildmage_daine]

Daine doesn't want to wreck the turret, but she does want to get a closer look at it. She shifts into starling shape so she can flit up onto the pillows without knocking things over. Very nice, she says, hopping along the ledge.

[bluesuit_handy]

Andrew startles, but pokes his head in after her to watch and see how she's enjoying it. Now he's jealous -- he can't go up and climb around up there. He can, however, crawl through into the turret and stand up, so long as he stands up straight and doesn't put his arms out. When he does, the top ledge of the turret is just below the level of his eyes.

"I was thinking we ought to have a blanket castle," he muses.

[wildmage_daine]

That's a marvelous idea! Daine misses castles. Even one made out of blankets and pillows would be better than nothing. Can I help?

[bluesuit_handy]

"...Can you grow a pair of hands?" Andrew grins at her. Of course she can; he's just being difficult.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine eyes the interior of the turret, trying to judge whether she has enough space to shift back without bowling Andrew over or wrecking the turret. She thinks so, especially given her current lack of concern over things like 'personal space.' She flaps off of the ledge and shifts back into her human shape (conveniently clothed because hey, dreamscape)... and ends up crashing into Andrew, anyway. At least if they go tumbling, it'll be back into the fort and not into the carefully constructed turret walls.

"Ta-daaaa!" she sings triumphantly.

[bluesuit_handy]

And down they go, because Andrew is pants at things like keeping his balance. They widen the hole leading from the turret to the rest of the fort a bit, but the structure remains standing.

"...I'm glad you didn't just grow hands on your wings," notes Andrew belatedly from where he lays smooshed under Daine.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine wrinkles her nose, in no particular hurry to get up, and rests her chin on Andrew's chest. "Why would I do that? They'd be awfully hard to use that way."

[bluesuit_handy]

"A more literal-minded person might have interpreted my request that way," replies Andrew, lifting his eyebrows at her.

[wildmage_daine]

"Well, I did grow hands, see?" She raises one and twiddles her fingers at him before climbing to her feet and offering Andrew a hand up. "Let's build a castle!"

[bluesuit_handy]

"Exactly as intended." Andrew takes the hand up, popping to his feet like some sort of inflatable doll. He licks his teeth, looking around at the walls of the fort. "We can expand it out that back wall," he says, pointing. "And do more turrets at the corners."

[wildmage_daine]

"And a flag," Daine says with a decisive nod. "You need a flag to show whose castle it is."

[bluesuit_handy]

"Hmm." The closest thing Handrew can think of to a flag from his homeland is a banner with the Seal of Rassilon. He's not about to put Rssilon's mark on a perfectly nice blanket castle. "Any ideas on what we can use?"

[wildmage_daine]

"Maybe there's a smaller blanket in here somewhere." Daine starts rummaging through the nearest pile of blankets until her fingers find something a bit smoother than fleece. She tugs on it, only a little bit surprised when she realizes it's an actual flag. She smoothes it out on the floor, frowning a little as she takes in the silver crown and blade on a royal blue field. "Huh. Tortall."

[bluesuit_handy]

"Tortall?" Andrew peers over her shoulder at the...wow, she seriously found a flag. Go Daine! "Is that where you're from?" he asks, curious.