Sleep well and follow order

[stupidmammon]

Who: Mammon and possibly you???
Which: OPEN Interactive Dream
Where: A place where rules rule...????
What: Mammon's dream is for anyone to enjoy. Just know if you don't follow the rules there may be consequences.
Warnings: The consequences may differ, but one thing is certain, all will become a Little D if they aren't careful.

[ ooc: Please feel free to tag others if you would like to!

The characters are dropped off into one of these locations (player's choice) and they can either complete the room and make it to the end goal or be dropped off into another room. If they fail to follow the rules they will become a Little D creature as shown above. And they will remain that way until they wake up from this dream.

If the character succeeds in following the rules they will be taken to a recreation of a place they've always wanted to go, or someplace they cherish.


Mammon will appear in the rooms once someone else enters one.]


Library:

[ Whoever ends up falling into this dream finds themselves wandering into a library. It's huge. There's books everywhere, lining walls higher than they can see, and further than they can reach among other things, like ancient artifacts and Jewel encrusted items. It would be really impressive if it wasn't already kind of creepy. The room was quiet, not a soul in sight. The only thing that seems to be close enough to you is a note. It was glowing in the brightest golden colors and if they were to approach it, it would float into the air and unravel before their eyes. The words quickly appearing on the note. Just a simple "Don't touch the books, unless you have something nice to say."

That's it? That's the note? What did it mean by don't touch the books? This was a library wasn't it? Who goes to a library to not read?! And what was this second part, the say something nice. To who? To what? The books?!

And after that glowey showmanship, the note seems to flutter through the library, as if to either disappear or lead the way to adventure. ]




Beautiful Field:

[ Falling into this big huge field with a loud thump, there's not another person in sight. There's nothing behind. The only thing that seems notable ahead was a golden glowing note floating in the air. Once it's approached, the note seems to unfold itself on its own to reveal glowing letters. "Don't look behind you. :) " That's it. There's nothing more written on this note. Try to reach out for the note and it'll zap anyone's hands before zipping off forward. The only way to go is forward. Or to the sides I suppose, but would that really solve anything? ]




Room of Mirrors:

[ Stumbling in through a door that quickly vanishes once the person lands inside, they will open their eyes to see a mirror staring right back at them. Several Mirrors. In fact wherever they could possible look, there was a mirror in that place. Everything was made out of Mirrors. The chairs, the tables, the mirrors. There was no escaping the reflections of oneself. And what one sees themself as as well. What's that though?! A glint of something golden in the mirror? Turning toward the glint, it seems to be a folded up letter. glowing brilliantly. If approached it'll unravel itself nice and delicately. Though it might be hard to read because even the note's writing seems to be a mirror, or in this case mirrored. ".ƚi nɒɘm bnA .ƚƨɿow bnɒ ƚƨɘd ɿuoy ƚɒ ʇlɘƨɿuoy ƚnɘmilqmoƆ" which when mirrored reads "Compliment yourself at your best and worst. And mean it." The letter then drops to the ground like it was hit with a ton of gravity and shatters to pieces. ]

Comments

Room of Mirrors because he needs to suffer. He hasn't suffered enough yet!!

[angelbirth]

[ Once Satan is tossed in the room, he doesn't even have a moment to look behind him to watch the door vanish. He's too busy staring at every single possible angle of Lucifer's face reflected in the various mirrors in the room.

His dreamwalking form is once again Lucifer in his angelic form, including all six wings and ridiculous little floaty halo.

It feels impossible to even make any thing out. Is there furniture? The walls, the ceiling, the tables and chairs--every single piece of alleged furniture is showing a reflection he doesn't want to look at.

The only thing that sticks out is the glowing letter, which he grabs. As he reads it, his expression shifts into what must be a rather spectacular deadpan expression. When he's finished reading, the letter escapes his hands, and Satan watches it shatter dramatically into pieces. ]

Whose dream is this?

Suffering for the suffering lily!!!

[stupidmammon]

[ The door reappears briefly and almost like he was being thrown into the room, Mammon goes flying through the door and into one of the many mirrors with a loud wailing scream. He hits the mirror with a thud, but instead of breaking, it just wiggles a bit. Mammon groans softly as he makes his way back up standing.]

What's the big idea, tossin' a guy like that, huh????!

[ Mammon growls as an attempt to intimidate as he turns toward the door, but, the door was gone and the only thing in the room was Lucifer??? Mammon jumped back, his "intimidating aura" gone as he stares in Satan's direction. ]

Satan...... is that you again?

[angelbirth]

[ He really shouldn't be surprised to see Mammon tossed in here like a sack of potatoes, but he is. Still, that explains... well, not much, but it explains a little. At Mammon's question, Satan folds his arms across his chest. ]

Do I look like Satan to you?

[ A small part of him is happy that Mammon recognized him, at least until he remembers Lucifer's not even here, so unless the arrogant bastard slipped into this world overnight, of course it would be Satan and not Lucifer. ]

[stupidmammon]

W-Well not in the us know... face area. But right now you're foldin' your arms like a huffy Satan would.

[ He gives Satan another look over and even moves close enough to poke his cheeks.]

Whys it always makin you look like this.

[angelbirth]

[ Satan clicks his tongue at Mammon calling him out like that. And, when Mammon moves closer and has the audacity to poke his cheeks, his face reddens at the way Mammon's not even the slightest bit intimidated by him.

Maybe his denial had been half-hearted and that's why Mammon was able to see through it, but... honestly, he just feels relieved. ]

I'm going to go out on a limb and say this world knows the circumstances of my birth. I should be grateful that my name isn't listed as Lucifer in the directory.

[stupidmammon]

[ Since Satan didn't swat him away, he takes it a step further and starts playfully stretching out Satan's cheeks.]

Jeeze if it isn't this place givin' us memories we wanted to forget, it gives us trauma we didn't wanna deal with, huh? What kinda dream land is this is what I wanna know.

[angelbirth]

[ Okay that's going too far!! Satan reaches up to grab Mammon's wrists to save his face. It's not enjoyable if he's not on the outside watching this awful face get stretched. ]

You're the one who dreamed it up. Lucky you.

[ He adds the last part because he knows that technically, as the dreamer, Mammon has more control over the dream than he does. ]

By the way, there was a golden letter you missed out on. It shattered when I was done reading it, but I figure since it's your dream, you can do what it asked. It read "Compliment yourself at your best and worst. And mean it."

[stupidmammon]

[ Mammon makes a squeak sound when he feels his wrists get grabbed. It was amusing though, seeing Lucifer's face be stretched out without the risk of being hung upside down. ]

That sounds stupid. Why would anyone listen to a note that—

[ He pauses for a moment when his eyes go wide. ]

DID I DREAM THE REAPER CAVE?!

[angelbirth]

[ EXCUSE YOU, MAMMON. There is a very real chance of being hung upside down, thank you very much. ]

There's one way to find out.

[ Satan slips behind Mammon and rests his hands on his shoulders, pushing him toward one of the many, many, many mirrors. ]

Take a good, long look in the mirror and say something nice about yourself. If you turn into a Little D, I guess we'll know if it's a Reaper Cave, or if it's just a really stupid room you dreamed up.

Now, go on.

[stupidmammon]

[ Whaaa?? Whaaa?? Mammon stumbles forward as Satan urges him in front of him. He lets out a flustered sound as he tries to stop Satan's urging. ]

H-Hey now! Why should I be the one to do it. Y-you're a guest in the dream so it should be guests first! That's just manners 101!

[angelbirth]

I said do it.

[ His fingers lightly dig into Mammon's shoulders, and his tone does a pretty good job of mimicking the intense angry tone that Lucifer has. He must be trying to actually replicate it. ]

Field

[ribbonbon]

[Pauline lets out a sharp yelp as she lands face down in a wide open field. She doesn't quite realize yet that she's dreamwalking as nothing about her has changed; she can't imagine being anything besides herself, really. She clumsily sits up, taking a brief glance at her surroundings, before getting to her feet and moving towards the glowing note floating ahead of her.

It unfolds and Pauline reads it frowning. "Don't look behind you?" Isn't that the sort of thing that usually pops up in a horror movie? Most horror movies don't take place in sunlit open fields, though. She starts to turn to look, but stops. What if it actually wants her to look? Maybe she should play it safe.

She reaches towards the note and, just as quickly with an "OWWW!", pulls her hand back as the note zaps her. She scrunches up her nose as she watches the note take off. After a few moments, she begins to walk, talking to no one in particular.]

Am I supposed to be like, looking for something or what...?

[stupidmammon]

[ It's just her for another ten or so minutes of walking. Her alone with herself and her thoughts, and with the simple instructions of just "don't look back." That shouldn't be too hard right? Not a single thing to distract from such an easy task, except maybe with the sky opens up and a man comes falling out of the hole in the sky right behind her.

He screamed the whole way down until he crash landed right behind her. ]

WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE, SOME KINDA CAT? I CAN'T JUST LAND ON MY FEET FROM THAT HIGH UP!

[ Mammon shouts at the sky, pulling himself up off the ground, ready to fight... literally no one when he realizes he wasn't alone. ]

Yo?

[ribbonbon]

[At first, Pauline looks from side to side. What is that? Is that...someone screaming? When he slams into the ground, Pauline screams. She almost turns around, but just barely manages to stop herself. Maybe this is a trick to fool her into looking behind her!

However, the way he's yelling definitely sounds like an actual person. Pauline turns her head just a little, as she continues to look straight ahead.]

Are, um, are you okay? That sounded like a pretty rough landing...

[stupidmammon]

[ Letting out a groan, he shuffles a bit to his feet. So there actually was a person in here with him. Maybe they got thrown in this meadow first? ]

Nnngh.... 'm fine. Nothin' I can't handle at least.

[ He starts brushing off his clothes while trying to get a look at the landscapes. ]

Not much here to look at other than flowers and junk.

[ribbonbon]

Flowers aren't so bad. It could be like, a lot worse.

[At least it's not another magic mirror getting into her head. Goodness knows she doesn't need that a third time.]

I'm still a little worried about that note I saw, though. "Don't look back?" I wonder what that's about...

[stupidmammon]

Wait you saw a note that said "Don't look back?"

[ He frowns thoughtfully as he approaches the girl a little closer. It'd be easier to talk to her if he wasn't so far behind right? ]

That seems like an oddly specific...shit!

[ It was like a whole bunch of memories came flooding back to him. He's been in this kind of situation before back home and it was just as annoying then too. He let out a loud groan as his hands held his head.]

So I think... we might be trapped in a memory.

[ribbonbon]

Huh? A memory... I'm guessing it's one of yours?

[But how could she be in someone else's memory? After a moment, she claps her hands as she has a realization.]

Oh! You must be dreaming, then! ...But since this is your dream, does that mean you can explain just what's going on here?

[stupidmammon]

[ He unintentionally made this girl fall into his dream. it was the least he could do right? Groaning a little, he rubbed the back of his neck, keeping at a close pace with her. ]

So back home, me an' my brothers sorta had to go through these huge trials to make it throw this lets call it a huge maze of rooms. Each room had their own rules to play by an' if ya failed it somethin' bad would happen to ya. The room kinda acts on its own... an it'll prolly start making illusionary sounds that'll try to distract ya. Even if you know it's not their if you're weak willed you might as well say bye bye.

[ribbonbon]

So, like some kind of high stakes escape room...? I guess those are like, kind of popular now...

[Though, with the kind of people that she tends to meet these days, it could be just about anything. She frowns and idly starts playing with her ponytail.]

I mean, as long as follow the rules like you said, we'll be fine, right? But um, just how bad is "bye bye" in this case?

[She wouldn't say she's weak willed, but...well, even she knows she can't know for sure she won't be tricked. Not knowing exactly what she's in for has her a bit worried.]

[stupidmammon]

I kinda made it sound a little more dramatic than what actually happened to us. I dunno if my dream will make things better or worse, but when we failed we turned into these cutesy little demon creatures called Little D's.

[ He gives a sheepish little laugh. ]

library

[multidisciplinary]

[ Zelda stands with her head craned back, peering upwards to see if she can spot the top of the shelves... but somehow, they seem to keep going beyond her field of vision. In fact, the same thing is happened to the left and right of her. It feels less like she's in a library and more like an unending corridor that just happens to be lined with books. It's weird, but honestly, Zelda has had much worse dreams than this lately.

She spots a strange artifact on the shelves, a mummified hand with several large jeweled rings on its fingers, carefully protected beneath a glass dome. Curious as ever, Zelda reaches for it--

--only to stop when a glowing scroll suddenly flies right in front of her eyes. ]

What? [ She blinks, watching it unravel. ] "Don't touch the books, unless you have something nice to say."

[ And just like that, message delivered, it flutters away, as though buffeted by an invisible breeze. It leaves in its wake one incredibly confused princess. ]

What do you mean, "something nice to say?"

[stupidmammon]

[ Her question seems to trigger something in the room to shift. She may feel a rumbling at her feet and many books on the shelves wiggling and vibrating. It almost seemed like an earth quake was beginning to happen, but instead, a door opened up from no where and someone being thrown into the library as if they were some kind of sack of trash.

Well, there goes Zelda's chance at peace, because the one being thrown was none to pleased. ]

WHO THE HELL DO YA THINK YOU ARE TOSSIN' ME AROUND LIKE THAT! YA HAVE SOME NERVE YA KNOW!

Beautiful Field. Sorry I'm late. Got sick as a dog this past week.

[lonelysmiles]

[Oh, is this a game? He likes games. He'll play by the rules.]

[And he keeps one ear swiveled to keep an "eye" on what's happening behind him. He's technically not breaking the rules!]

[He hums to himself as he walks. He doesn't try to grab the note, just deciding to follow where it led.]

feel better!!!!

[stupidmammon]

[ somewhere in the world a portal door opens up and if Alastor was listening carefully, he'll move to the side because a moment after the portal opened, a screaming voice is heard falling from the sky. One he might find rather familiar. ]

WHEN I SAID I WANTED DOWN THIS ISN'T WHAT I MEANT!!!!