applesaucedream | Entries tagged with dropped: sam winchester

As far as dreams go, this seems surprisingly...normal. True, the dreamers of Manhattan and beyond will find themselves stranded in the middle of the ocean on a fairly deserted rocky island, but it's nothing so unusual as the labyrinth from last time, and no one appears to have become an animal or reverted to an insane past (or future) version of themself. Besides, well, rocks and grass, there's nothing here but an abandoned lighthouse, the doors and windows broken, and the spare furniture worn by the weather. You can go up the spiral staircase to look at the view, but there's nothing to see but the endless ocean. One might almost think tonight was a night for simple socializing via the telepathic current.

As if anything to do with the rift is ever that simple, you silly bumpkin. How quickly each person realizes what is unusual about tonight's dream will depend in large part on their personality. Some might go the entire night without noticing (except from the distress of others, naturally), but some will find out the instant they open their mouths to converse with another dreamer. You see, each and every dreamer will be completely unable to tell a lie for as long as the dream lasts. The truth might be evaded by omission, but any attempt to say that which is untrue will result in the corresponding truth emerging instead.

Good thing it's just a dream and everyone's going to forget in the morning, right? Right??

[Mod note: As usual, players can choose to have their characters remember or forget anything that happens in the Dreaming. As per usual party rules, both members and non-members are welcome to play any character in this post, regardless of whether that character is currently in the game. Unlike usual, tonight's theme is not optional; all characters will be subject to the enforced truth-telling. Have fun!]

Current Date: April 3, 2013

ginormotron

Back when he was at Stanford, Sam tried to teach himself how to lucid dream. He'd left the nightmare of hunting behind him, and he'd wanted, if it crept into his sleeping mind, to be able to say, 'No, stop, this is a dream; this is in my own head, and I can control what happens in it.' He hadn't wanted, if he was sharing a bed with Jess, to freak her out by muttering in his sleep, or waking up with a shout, or sweating all over her.

He hadn't succeeded.

Now, passed out in the shitty motel he'd booked himself a room in, Sam dreams.

He's chasing a dog through a forest that he thinks might actually be Purgatory. He's not sure why he thinks this, because he hasn't come across any monsters, but somehow it feels like it might be, something heavy and oppressive and grey weighing on him, like if he looked up he'd find no sun at all in the sky, but only an endless roof. He thinks, too, that the dog is Riot, that maybe somehow he'd escaped from Kermit and that's why it's so important that Sam find him, that he return him to Amelia. But if he's in Purgatory-- dogs don't have souls, do they? And even if they did, they wouldn't end up in Purgatory, so what--? Maybe not Riot, then. Ahead of him, the quick patter of paws and the whuffle of doggy panting change to a heavier pounding, a rolling snarl of breath, and Sam realises with a cold flush that it isn't Riot at all.

It's a hellhound. There's no heavy weight of the demon knife in his pocket, but Sam keeps running anyway; he has to catch it, he does; he doesn't know why, but in the dream, that's of little importance in the face of the knowledge that he has to, he has to.

applesaucemod

It's that time again! The rift has caught the good little dreamers of New York (and beyond) in its currents and washed them ashore ~~on a desert island~~ in a dream wonderland. This time, however, quite a noticeable change has come over each of the attendees of this nocturnal party.

All the people who arrive in this shared mindspace will find that they have been transformed into some sort of animal they find familiar or that resembles them. They will find that they can still communicate with one another and that they still have all their mental faculties, but might be a little…well…influenced by the forms they have taken on.

They will also find that they have been deposited in the middle of the largest, most elaborate playground they have ever seen. Climbing equipment and slides of the sort meant for human children are in evidence, but so are cat trees, meadows, tunnels, pools and ponds, aerial obstacle courses, and anything else the mind can imagine, for as far as the eye can see.

[OOC: The usual dream party rules apply: players apply the party's theme (in this case, transformation) to their characters according to their own discretion, and both members and non-members are more than welcome to use this post to try out characters not yet in the game. Usual dreaming rules also apply, in that players can choose whether or not their characters will remember this in the morning. Have at!]

Current Date: February 20

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