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don't go around tonight, it's bound to take your life
Who: Ira and you
Which: Interactive Dream; Open
What: Ira's having Nightmares, Ira's spreading Nightmares. Nightmares for everyone!
Warnings: Might be some spooky stuff and violence
A - Nightmares
[Ira has been having nightmares.
It isn't that surprising, thinking about it. He was exposed to the Nightmare energy in the city, perhaps more than he should have been. To say nothing of the weights on his Heart. He knows the difference now, between what are his memories and what aren't, even if they still feel like they are. It's been a long road to walk.
There isn't a particular theme to this Nightmare. Indeed some of his worst fears have already been broadcast. But it is a Nightmare nonetheless.
Ira walks alone through distorted streets at night. The buildings, a mishmash of various towns and places, dark and tilted, some towering over him, others oddly shaped. He is lost, armed with a vague notion of where he is going but every turn seems to keep him away from where he desperately wants to go. It might be odd to call out in your own dream but he does. He needs helps.]
Where am I? Can someone help me?
...please...
[B - Night Mares]
[If Ira is able to escape his Nightmares, he is changed.
He's taken a similar form before, but this one perhaps seems more malevolent due to the excess energy. What enters your dream comes in a mass of black clouds and shadow. He moves within them, both a defined form and part of the shadow. A Unicorn of awesome size, with glowing red eyes and a slate grey horn. His mane and tail waving between navy blue and deep purple. It would be majestic were it not for the Darkness rolling off of him.
Whatever dream he enters is sure to become a Nightmare, as he stalks, slowly through.
A challenge is met with the pawing of the ground with his hoof and the horn lowering to a deadly angle.]
[C - A Shadowed Heart]
[Whether Ira is saved from his Nightmares or ultimately beaten back, it ends up in the same place. Some from his world may recognize it as a Station. A large pillar with a stained glass image that represents one's Heart.
Ira's Heart looks worn, there is shadow and cracks and places where it does not shine as brightly as it is meant to. One can see images, slightly cracked, of the other foretellers, of two hooded figures wearing very familiar coats, the image of a Unicorn that is his crest. Every so often, something seems to shift as some part of him tries to organize the memories that are his and aren't. There are places where it's been reinforced but there's also the sense that it needs more.
But it's a brief look, before everyone wakes up.
But if you've seen Ira's Heart, it might be worth reaching out. Or he will, once he's a little more awake]
[ooc: Looking to plot, want an additional starter,![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
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Which: Interactive Dream; Open
What: Ira's having Nightmares, Ira's spreading Nightmares. Nightmares for everyone!
Warnings: Might be some spooky stuff and violence
A - Nightmares
[Ira has been having nightmares.
It isn't that surprising, thinking about it. He was exposed to the Nightmare energy in the city, perhaps more than he should have been. To say nothing of the weights on his Heart. He knows the difference now, between what are his memories and what aren't, even if they still feel like they are. It's been a long road to walk.
There isn't a particular theme to this Nightmare. Indeed some of his worst fears have already been broadcast. But it is a Nightmare nonetheless.
Ira walks alone through distorted streets at night. The buildings, a mishmash of various towns and places, dark and tilted, some towering over him, others oddly shaped. He is lost, armed with a vague notion of where he is going but every turn seems to keep him away from where he desperately wants to go. It might be odd to call out in your own dream but he does. He needs helps.]
Where am I? Can someone help me?
...please...
[B - Night Mares]
[If Ira is able to escape his Nightmares, he is changed.
He's taken a similar form before, but this one perhaps seems more malevolent due to the excess energy. What enters your dream comes in a mass of black clouds and shadow. He moves within them, both a defined form and part of the shadow. A Unicorn of awesome size, with glowing red eyes and a slate grey horn. His mane and tail waving between navy blue and deep purple. It would be majestic were it not for the Darkness rolling off of him.
Whatever dream he enters is sure to become a Nightmare, as he stalks, slowly through.
A challenge is met with the pawing of the ground with his hoof and the horn lowering to a deadly angle.]
[C - A Shadowed Heart]
[Whether Ira is saved from his Nightmares or ultimately beaten back, it ends up in the same place. Some from his world may recognize it as a Station. A large pillar with a stained glass image that represents one's Heart.
Ira's Heart looks worn, there is shadow and cracks and places where it does not shine as brightly as it is meant to. One can see images, slightly cracked, of the other foretellers, of two hooded figures wearing very familiar coats, the image of a Unicorn that is his crest. Every so often, something seems to shift as some part of him tries to organize the memories that are his and aren't. There are places where it's been reinforced but there's also the sense that it needs more.
But it's a brief look, before everyone wakes up.
But if you've seen Ira's Heart, it might be worth reaching out. Or he will, once he's a little more awake]
[ooc: Looking to plot, want an additional starter,
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It's my home, where I lived in Daybreak Town.
[Which this is supposed to be. Despite the distortions, the other memories making it a mismatched mess.]
But I'm not sure you should lick a Nightmare. I can't imagine anything good coming from that.
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[Sora remembers dreaming of this place once or twice...
But then he lets out a chuckle.]
Are you sure? I think nightmares might taste tangy. Almost like sour candy.
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[He approaches the Clocktower slowly, though his path deviates. And he heads down mismatched cobbled paths towards the sewers, and the alternate entrance to the clocktower.]
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[Sora folds his arms behind his head and he follows Ira. He should be a little more cautious in this place... But he's not feeling that right now.]
This place is pretty eerie... Are you scared of this place, Ira?
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[As they head further in, the shadows start to grow, the tunnels lit by faint lights.]
I suppose, a little. It was never the best place to be, a sewer and all. Heartless could often be found here.
[And worse things, sometimes.]
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[He nods. Following along in the tunnel and how eerie it looks makes even Sora, in his current condition, shiver a bit.]
But just remember, it's just a nightmare. If it hurts you, it's just a dream.
[If it hurts you...]
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What do you mean, if it hurts...a dream shouldn't, even in this world.