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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,
no subject
But she figures now is the time to ask, as they make their way.]
... So, why do you think you ended up with this dream? Did something happen?
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I think it has been a few things. The whole trouble with my memories, and everything that has come from that. I do not know if my Heart has been in the strongest state lately. I've been worried.
no subject
[She tilts her head, a bit concerned. That is incredibly worrying.]
What makes you think that?
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There are more than enough cracks for Darkness to seep in.
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Are you worried that... the nightmares might become too much?
[That he might become noctaere...?]
no subject
[It's a slightly grave answer.]
Yes, that is something I am worried about. That I might fall to Darkness is, honestly a terrifying prospect.
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...
Before she's throwing her arms around him in an embrace.]
You won't. And... if you do, then... I hope you know that there are people here who will come pull you out.
[Herself included. It wouldn't be the first time she's had to do that for someone, and she knew it wouldn't be the last.]
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I...I know. I don't just want to dismiss that, but I do know. It's been. Hard to admit that I am struggling.
no subject
[When he returns the embrace, it only makes her own arms tighten their hold around him. And though she sees the dream shift, she keeps her focus on him.]
It's never easy to admit that.
[She knows it all too well herself... because it's something that Tifa struggles with every day.]
But doing it is the first step in healing, yeah?
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[Laughing at himself and his tendency to not follow his own advice. And maybe as the dream shifts, there's a little shaft of light that is coming through.]
But thank you.
i think we can prob start wrapping this! 💜
[And when she releases him, she gives him a little fist bump to his chest, trying to ignore the way that the dream shifts once again. She wants her focus on him, wants to keep him grounded, but she doesn't miss the light that filters through.]
But... you've got people here who're willing to help. And you know where to find them, I hope?
Sounds good
Yes, I believe I do.