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{ lindwormeo and juliet }

LINDWORMEO & JULIET
It is the third dreamshift, and when everyone rouses and becomes aware of their situation, they find themselves dressed in Verona, a gothic city where night reigns everlasting and violence lurks around every corner. Not because of crime, but because of the two main families, the Montagues and the Capulets, everlasting feud. Fights break out almost every other minute and peace is hard sought after. However, peace is perhaps on the table, for the Capulets are hosting a grand masquerade in a gesture of truce. But it's difficult when one of Montague's sons is cursed as a Lindworm, one of the key reasons why there is a feud to begin with.
"But that's not really all that important," a voice echoes around them. It's a voice different from the tapirs that they've grown accustomed to, and after another moment it chimes in again. "Up here my fair little dreamwalkers."
And lo, high above in the permanent night sky is a moon so full and bright that it almost feels as if it could swallow them whole. After learning about the Story Eater's actions against Songerein's moon, the appearance of a face would certainly alarm many. But then the face seems to recede before it changes into a full person holding a quill and manuscript.

But it is now up to you to see this play through completion. Doing so will help those outside draw out the fiend through the accumulated dreamotion energy, and if you could give it a few stabs that will help as well. Not all of you need to partake in my play, and I have already chosen my leading actors and actresses. You should find a brief copy of the script on your person, but you may act however you wish. However, I should warn you—this is a tragedy, so deaths are expected. But fear not, you will leave this dreamscape perhaps a bit tired, but unharmed. It's all a dream after all.
Now that should cover it. I look forward to seeing how everyone's tragic romances will play out. It may give me material for my next masterpiece!"
And just as suddenly as he had appeared, Shakespeare disappears from the moon, leaving it to loom brightly over the otherwise dark city.
I. GENERAL PROMPTS

A. Family Feud. Everyone in Verona is randomly split in allegiance between the Montagues and the Capulets, and whenever they meet there is some kind of tension. It could be violent, hostile, passive, petty, or even attraction. Surely Romeo and Juliet aren't the only ones who can love across the aisle. If not pit against each other to fight or exchange snide comments, opposing parties can also work together to deal with Erasers posing as creepy looking family members/soldiers/knights/etc.
» BONUS: TO ARMS. A city-wide family feud makes for good business if you’re in the weapons-and-armor trade. Gather materials to help smithies in creating armor and weapons.

» BONUS: PREPARATIONS. Any good party requires a lot of preparation, and all of Verona is abuzz with activity leading up to the big night. Tailors need help getting fabric, jewels, and other baubles to create the finest dresses. Caterers need quality ingredients for the food that will be prepared and served. Someone needs to step up and be the band for the night. There are plenty of ways in which Dreamwalkers can help make the masquerade a success!

- PARIS V. JULIET. Paris meets and dances with Juliet, taking a fancy with her. With his arrogance believing he can win over the Capulet princess, throughout the night he attempts to woo Juliet, either in the ballroom or the gardens just outside. Juliet must not be swayed! (Or maybe a little swayed, but try not go totally off-book here). Juliet can shut down Paris however they want. (This scene happens during or immediately after the "Masquerade", but before the Balcony scene.)
- PARIS V. ROMEO. Paris bullies his younger brother about the Lindworm curse on a near-constant basis. And to add insult to injury, after meeting Juliet he’s decided that he wants Juliet for himself. Obviously, Romeo is not about to let his stupid mean brother steal the love of his life! They’re going to have to fight this one out, either with words or via fisticuffs. (This scene happens during or immediately after the "Masquerade" but before the "Balcony" scene.)
- BENVOLIO'S ATTEMPTS. Benvolio is trying to find a cure for Romeo's curse, and after some research in the library he finds something! Good cousin that he is, he puts the theory to the test immediately. Unfortunately, his attempt backfires and he gets turned into a lindworm (fully or partially) instead. The poor guy is now out of sorts, and he needs protection so that someone doesn't mistake him for some monster and kill him. At least the transformation is only temporary.
- TYBALT V. MERCUTIO. The infamous duel. Considering how much their families hate each other, the inciting incident can be just about anything. The original story has Tybalt goading Mercutio into a duel by calling Romeo a villain, Tybalt killing Mercutio, and Romeo killing Tybalt. But no one’s enforcing the particulars very closely here, so players are free to proceed with the fight any way they please. (If this fight does end in one or more deaths, please refer to the event details on how death works within the dreamscape.)

» BONUS: ROSE COLLECTION. In the forests are white and red roses that are hidden under logs and stones. They will sparkle a bit to make them look different than other flowers. They must be collected before the Erasers can get to them. A white rose fed to a lindworm will return them back to normal. Eating a red rose will allow characters to turn into a pink, heart covered lindworm for ten minutes to fly up and try to combat against the winged noctaere or the Erasers.
II. ROMEO AND JULIET'S OBJECTIVES

Click for objectives.
A. Love at First Sight. Time to get your party-crashing pants on, Romeo, because there is a masquerade that you are not invited to but are attending anyway. Who doesn’t love a good party? If you wear a mask, no one will know it’s you! Here Romeo and Juliet have the opportunity to meet and flirt and make goo-goo eyes at each other. And if they really want to get into the spirit of things, they can go into a laborious metaphor about how holding hands is super hot but kissing is way hotter. (Yes, really.) At this point Romeo's curse is only a partial transformation, something along the lines of scales down one side of his body.

C. Elope. Being the very mature and intelligent lovers that they are, Romeo and Juliet decide to get married after knowing each other for a whole day. Time to get to the chapel, meet with the Friar, and exchange vows. Shakespear will lend a helping hand by providing wedding attire fitting for those who are cast in their role. That's right, every Juliet will have their own special bridal dress, isn't he so considerate? And then it’s time to do whatever it is that newlyweds do, if that's what they are into. Otherwise, Romeo and Juliet will need to return home to prepare for their future.
D. Runaways. Juliet learns that she is being forced to marry Romeo's brother, Paris, which is a problem because she’s already married and also she doesn’t like that other guy anyway. In a major divergence from the source material, Romeo and Juliet decide to make a run for it instead of that whole poisoning-yourself business. It’s just a better idea all around. The goal is to get out of town undetected, which means that this is a stealth mission. Romeo and Juliet must follow a path and avoid getting caught. Whatever it takes to get past the guards and would-be snitches that would turn you in!

F. Tragic Ending. Upon learning of the young couple's running away, the Capulets have declared war with knights out hunting to kill Romeo and bring back Juliet. They are soon found and no matter what they do, death will await them. But how? Players can direct this however they want. Did the soldiers catch them? Did they decide that the whole double-suicide poison thing was a good idea after all? Does one tragically sacrifice themself to save the other? Does Romeo go full Lindworm and eat Juliet? The possibilities are endless. At this point Romeo is capable of turning into a full lindworm if he's taken the cure without Juliet's blood. If he drinks the cure with Juliet's blood, then he will revert to a normal human (teenager) with no extra powers.
[Mod Note: Details on this event can be found here and we request all thread submissions to be made here.]
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[He stares at her dress. It's beautiful, but the skirt and train...]
...If you hold up your skirt I might be able to lift you up like before.
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[She's worn dresses before, but nothing this fancy, and definitely nothing this big. It's a wonder that she was able to rush out of the chapel in this, but when it's dragging behind, it's entirely different than trying to mount a horse with it...
So she turns and starts to bundle up the train as best as she can, until she's left with a massive clump of very thick, very sparkly silk and lace in her arms.]
Okay. Let's try like this.
[Although she sounds entirely unconvinced.]
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He is definitely questioning if this will work, but here goes nothing.]
Hold on.
[Picking her up is easy, as is lifting her into the horse who just continues to wait with some level of patience. However she has to sit side saddle, and with all that fabric in her arms...]
...Try letting the fabric go, see how your balance is.
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Alright. This is gonna be a bit heavy.
[Just a little courtesy warning to the horse before she lets the train fall, and there's only a very small noise from her and a teeter when the fabric drapes over the saddle and her legs. It almost reaches the ground, but if she hoists it up just a little bit...
As for the rest of the saddle...]
There isn't much room, but we could probably make it work...
[As she tries to shuffle over and make space next to her.]
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It's enough.
[And then he's hoisting himself up behind her. There is definitely more space between them and he's further in the back than before, but it's a short enough ride to deal with the discomfort. At the very least he can help keep her balance as he leans forward, arms around her.]
Ready?
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[She sighs and gives a small nod, him being back in close proximity like this making her brain whirr and buzz, and her heart feels like it might burst again. The horse probably senses it because it shakes its head when Tifa shifts in the saddle a little closer to him, closing the distance that he's left between them as best as she can.]
So, is the secret hideout where you went back to?
[She has no idea what to even look out for. Is it a building? A cave? A hole in the ground?]
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Tifa's eyes flick to the scales, checking them over to make sure they haven't worsened. It all looks the same above his clothes, but she can see how it stretches beneath them, across his neck and down to his shoulder, she assumes. Not that it matters to them where they wind up in the end, but she still feels that guilt and worry for him.]
Well, better for us, I guess. I'd rather avoid going back to the castle if I can help it...
[Even though she knows that she should return... They should return, if only to "prepare themselves" for the "rest of their lives together."]
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You're mine for the rest of the night.
[He's not even trying to "tempt" or "seduce" her—instead his voice is quiet, as if tired of how often they've had to separate after emotionally charged events. They could just lie next to each other holding each other and he would be fine with that... ...Though knowing them it certainly won't be all.
Regardless, he just wants to be with her and have a little bit of peace and quiet, whatever form that is. That's all.]
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And you mine.
[Her voice turns into a light lull, and her breaths steady. If it weren't for the gentle rocking of the horse, the wind, and the anticipation that slowly continues to climb within her, she might have fallen asleep right then and there, her head tucked away against his chest. She closes her eyes and listens to his breathing, the sound of the horse's hooves thumping on the grass...
From there, she chuckles quietly.]
Thine warmth is like the embrace of a thousand suns... Thine eyes that of a summer sky's clearest blue day, shining with more beauty than thou will ever comprehend...! Thus does my heart go, um... pitter patter...!
[ ... ]
How was that? ... Pretty bad, huh?
[She never got to try complimenting him earlier, and now she knows why.]
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...Until she starts...complimenting him??
His ears twitch slightly first before he pulls back to stare at her in disbelief. And he can only stare at her for another second before his shoulders shake, his face averted to the side as he tries not to laugh too loudly.]
Thousand suns...pitter patter...pffttt—
[Yes it was so bad he can't stop laughing he is literally hunching over her now as he continues to laugh. He hadn't laughed this much since Cassius's stupid spaghetti joke, so congratulations, Tifa, achievement unlocked.]
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And then her own peals of laughter echo along with his, and her arms wrap around his waist to keep them together and upright on the horse.]
I tried, okay? Wasn't as good as yours.
[Tifa's laughs turn to breathless sighs, and she nuzzles her face into his neck.]
But I meant it... Romeo. ... Sorry, I'll wait until we get to the hideout.
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If it's anything like that, then it would be for the best.
[He gives her a teasing grin.]
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Mm-hm, wouldn't wanna subject the horse to it, but we could always try coming up with something for him too if he feels left out.
[Tifa's free hand reaches around to give it a pet along its neck, but she dips her chin away, hiding her face behind her hair.]
... Guess I'll just need to practice my theatre skills some more when we get back.
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[Just leaning against her, teasing her in a slightly different way.
Horse, meanwhile, thinks there's too much flirting going on back there and is going to pick up the pace. ALMOST THERE.]
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[Teasing right back, but the horse picks up its pace again. Nope, having none of this.
The sudden change knocks Tifa into him, which probably won't make anything better for the horse, but she does fall quiet, pressing a finger to Eustace's lips with a giggle and a knowing gaze. She'll give the horse one last moment of respite as thanks for carrying them from the castle to the chapel and now to the hideout, so Tifa will happily remain silent for the remainder of the trip.
She does close her eyes again with a hum and curls up against him and remains that way until they arrive at this secret hideout of his.]
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And fortunately the horse doesn't have to suffer from all the butterflies and flowers that are following it much longer as they soon reach the outskirts of town and reach an old rundown building. Definitely not the most romantic—but certainly secretive. The horse stops near the door and stomps its hoof, shaking its head and tail as if to tell them to get off.
With no need to tarry, Eustace dismounts first and once again holds his arms out for Tifa to jump, fall, or however she wants to get off.]
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She offers the horse a hardy pat on its head as a thank you, with the promise of an apple after they've had some rest, and of course it happily agrees.
And when she gets a look on the building, she doesn't mind the rundown look to it. It's far away from both the Montagues and the Capulets, and all of the people who fawned over them at the party, and that was all that mattered. It could have been a small hole in the wall and she would have been fine to stay, as long as they could have some quiet rest. Even with it being on the outskirts of the town...]
It's so quiet.
[Only the chirping of crickets responds, and the lilies that dance in the warm breeze.]
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Guiding her inside, it looks more like a storage building than a house—but that just makes it a perfect cover. And inside it opens as a big empty room, old debris left as if deliberate as he leads her to a door in the back.]
Yes, that's at least one thing going for us.
[There were many options their little place could have been set in, at least this for once fit their preferences.]
Although there's an attic, everything is on the ground floor.
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What do you mean, "everything"?
[There isn't a lot here—at least not at first glance, but looks can be deceiving as she's learned, so when they arrive at the door, she does peek around him at it with curiosity. Maybe the Prince had more saved up than what meets the eye? It would make sense that he wouldn't be stuck in this dark old storage cellar without much.]
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[Easier to show, so he opens the door and reveals another portion of the building. Still not "glamorous" as one would expect from a "prince," but it's neat and tidy. It's an open floor plan, so kitchenette on the side, sitting area in another corner, bed in another, and another door that presumably leads to the bathroom.]
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[Said quietly to herself when she steps in. That's what he meant by everything. It isn't much, and she wasn't expecting much, but this is much more than she imagined there would be inside this abandoned building. The fact that there's almost a full-on small apartment with much more than what she had in her own is impressive, but he is nobility after all.
But Tifa doesn't wander into the room just yet. Instead, she'll walk up to Eustace and wrap her arms around him. Now that it's quiet and they're alone, she at least wants a proper moment with him. As "newlyweds" and as them. She rests her head on his chest and inhales gently.]
Finally.
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Tired?
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[Not in the sleepy sense, but in the "I'm so done with people and things" sense. There's been a lot going on since they landed in this dreamscape, and now that she's finally away from it all, she's only just now realizing how much she didn't like it. This, coming from someone who is naturally a social butterfly, and who thrives in being surrounded by people all the time and never likes to be alone...
She isn't alone, though. Far from it.]
The ball, then that... Feels nice to finally get away from it all for a while, you know? Don't have to worry about putting on the act right now.
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It's strange. Rather than acting it feels as if we're immersed in it. Not sure how I would be if I was with someone else.
[Would it be easier? Able to disassociate better and not feel...so much?]
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