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For those in Auradon or the Isle it might seem that this world seemed to have a thing for sleep spells, for another one fell upon the denizens of the Isle, Auradon, and even distant Gaia. For those in Auradon they would feel it coming with enough time to lay down comfortably. On the Isle they would just drop where they were. On Gaia, it depends on the person. Some will be able to get to sleep normally, however they do so, while others may or may not just drop down where they stand. Unless of course they were already asleep; as this happened at noon on the Isle, but at midnight in Auradon and late at night on Gaia as well. A given character's mileage may vary. And once again, yes this affects characters who normally neither sleep nor dreamed.
To sleep. To sleep. Perchance to dream. To dream together. Ay, there is the rub. For once again dreams are bleeding into each other. Dreaming they are the age they are in game generally, or any younger age, and it can change from thread to thread, moment to moment.
The sleeping Jordan had still, even asleep, been trying to fix things, but her power had struck someone who existed in multiple worlds at once and her power shattered. It drew in not just those in Auradon and those on the Isle, but those on Gaia as well, and beyond.
Dreamers may think that they are awake, or they may know they are asleep. Each sees themselves in the place they had been before, the way they saw the place more than how it actually was but also... a few other changes. For those who had been in Auradon they are likely to find random things - trees, buildings, furniture - are now made of candy that tastes like whatever they expect or even hope it will taste like. For those who fell asleep on the Isle the area seems even darker than usual, and the wind blows so that a haunted sounding moaning can be heard. That... is just the wind... right? For those On Gaia, it truly depends on the person. Some will have happy dreams, while others will have nightmares. And since most people dream more than one thing per sleep session, the same person may dream good things some of the time and bad things some of the time. And for those from further, they would see their own worlds with either tricks or treats overlayed in the ways of dreams.
The one thing they would all see however, are the portals. They could look like shining gems or metal rings filled with colour, or dark ovals with purple flames, or nearly anything that the dreamer would see as a portal. Those portals, when entered would take the person from their own dream into another. That dream would be the world of another dreamer, or a shared space, merging where they both thought they were. With practice, those who knew that they were dreaming would learn to manipulate whatever dream realm they are in to their tastes.
As dreams, aspects of the characters' normal dreams or nightmares might intrude. The area is malleable to more than just the conscious minds. Waking for those whose bodies are in Auradon or on the Isle is difficult and any victory over the dreams is short lived. The effect only gets stronger as time goes on. By the end of the event, all of the Missrecalled and Misery-called are trapped for the duration...
To sleep. To sleep. Perchance to dream. To dream together. Ay, there is the rub. For once again dreams are bleeding into each other. Dreaming they are the age they are in game generally, or any younger age, and it can change from thread to thread, moment to moment.
The sleeping Jordan had still, even asleep, been trying to fix things, but her power had struck someone who existed in multiple worlds at once and her power shattered. It drew in not just those in Auradon and those on the Isle, but those on Gaia as well, and beyond.
Dreamers may think that they are awake, or they may know they are asleep. Each sees themselves in the place they had been before, the way they saw the place more than how it actually was but also... a few other changes. For those who had been in Auradon they are likely to find random things - trees, buildings, furniture - are now made of candy that tastes like whatever they expect or even hope it will taste like. For those who fell asleep on the Isle the area seems even darker than usual, and the wind blows so that a haunted sounding moaning can be heard. That... is just the wind... right? For those On Gaia, it truly depends on the person. Some will have happy dreams, while others will have nightmares. And since most people dream more than one thing per sleep session, the same person may dream good things some of the time and bad things some of the time. And for those from further, they would see their own worlds with either tricks or treats overlayed in the ways of dreams.
The one thing they would all see however, are the portals. They could look like shining gems or metal rings filled with colour, or dark ovals with purple flames, or nearly anything that the dreamer would see as a portal. Those portals, when entered would take the person from their own dream into another. That dream would be the world of another dreamer, or a shared space, merging where they both thought they were. With practice, those who knew that they were dreaming would learn to manipulate whatever dream realm they are in to their tastes.
As dreams, aspects of the characters' normal dreams or nightmares might intrude. The area is malleable to more than just the conscious minds. Waking for those whose bodies are in Auradon or on the Isle is difficult and any victory over the dreams is short lived. The effect only gets stronger as time goes on. By the end of the event, all of the Missrecalled and Misery-called are trapped for the duration...
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River Song/Mels | Doctor Who | OTA
The way River saw this world was smaller and larger than some others. For her there was no ocean between Auradon and the Isle, and no barrier either. But this dream version of the Isle was a dark and shadowy maze and Auradon a plain and bland field. But both were empty since Rory left, and frankly a little boring.
So when the first portal opened, she didn't hesitate. Looked like fun. Or at least look less boring. And the thought that it could be dangerous? Only makes it more fun.
Does she saunter into your dream, or do you find her pwoeling the stone halls on the Isle? Either way could be fun. Fun how?
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Mels
After hopping through a few dreams, she wondered if she could...
Oh yes she could.
Mels looked down at herself and giggled. "Oh this is going to be fun!" she said.
Now she understood how the dreams worked, she set about crafting one of her own. Once she was done, she walked into the portal, into the new dream.
And she stepped out into her best friend's bedroom in Ledworth, as it was when they got to be children together. Filled with Amy's handmade toys and figures.
Something interesting was bound to happen if she waited there. So she plopped on the bed... and dozed off.
And the thing about falling asleep in the dream? At least... this time?
When she woke up she forgot all about River Song and was once again Mels. In Amy's room. With no Amy. She grinned, unable to help herself. She grabbed a marker and started drawing on one of the walls. Drawing a crack that Amy had described to her so many times. Amy was going to flip, it would be great!
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Re: River Song/Mels | Doctor Who | OTA
The Doctor is wandering lost as usual in some sort of stone hallway, "Wut? Wat? What?" Racing though his mind to try and place where he is when he spots a small girl, "Excuse where is - River? How are you here?"
Mel
He remembers that crack and finds it odd that some child is drawing a very particular crack, "How are you able to draw that?"
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"Some, if you know where to look," River said, following the sound of Lilo's voice, coming around a corner to face them. "Well well well, Better looking than the last time I was trapped in a stone maze with an angel..." she said, with a smile that was half smirk and half flirty. "Hello there."
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"A tomb?" Lilo asked. "Cool!" She started squirming. "Let me down."
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"Wait, full of Angels?" Lilo asked, confused.
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"COOL!" Lilo said. "Lemme down, I wanna see an evil angel!"
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