Somewhere in a Dream...

[FireyRain]

I closed my eyes late that night, and slept until early that morning. I woke with a start. Afraid. Something's after me. Something scary. Something not quite right.

My eyes fly open, and next to my bed: your shoes; well-worn, black and blue sandles. I'm confused and sit up, letting my blankets fall from my uncovered form. My eyes race across the room, only to find you on my sofa nearby, reclining back, relaxed and at ease.

"Relax," you say wordlessly, your mouth not moving as you burn the words into my mind. "He sent me here after you called. I'll watch over you while he's at work."

The car engine groans to life and rumbles off into the distance as you lay on my bed without moving an inch.

"I'll stay here until you no longer need me."

I sigh and close my eyes, feeling you gently pull me into your arms and away onto the DreamScape.

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OOC: Welcome to my dream, folks. Post an openning, your entrance into the void of dreams. I'll take it from there. The rules are simple: Don't wake up.

I'm the First Dreamer, so the dream is my own. Pop in and visit, see what becomes of us, but be warned: as in real life, this is my dream and so caters to my fantasy. Enjoy!

~Firey Rain.

 

[Chronicler]

Chase Meridian

I woke up suddenly, gasping for air and sweating profusely. Had I been dreaming? I couldn't remember. I had kicked off the sheet that had been covering me during the night.
My name's Chase Meridian and I'm a DreamHopper. I'm not quite sure what that is myself but it seems that I find myself in other peoples dreams whenever I go to sleep, or they find themselves in mine. It's usually the former.
I got up and noticed that my whole body was dripping with sweat, and I'm well-toned, so it made it me look quite sexy. Why were females never around for moments like this? I poured myself a glass of water and went back to sleep...

 

[FireyRain]

DreamHopper

Back to bed, back to bed...

I curl up in my blankets, feeling the dream-warmth near me as I, in my dream-self's body, sit up and open my eyes.

What wonders befall my eyes, as I glance around, gawking at the tall, alien forest surrounding me. The leaves on the trees are a deep deep green, though glints and sparkles of silver hint at the color on the leaves other sides.

I rise to my feet and look about, noticing a small, rock-strewn, dirt road not far from myself. 'It must be mid-day,' I think to myself as I look around, 'the sun is bright, and there is no mist to amplify the shafts of sunlight cutting to the ground.'

 

[Chronicler]

Chase Meridian

I woke up into her dream. I knew it was a dream somehow, and I knew it wasn't mine. It also felt oddly real. Scarily real in fact. Funny, I thought, But every time I die in a dream I wake up. If i kill myself... No. Knowing my luck it would be real.

...And I looked around...

For some reason I'm in a tree. A very tall tree. And about forty feet below me I can make out a figure. It seems to be a very beautiful, female figure, but at this distance it's hard to make out.

And then my luck began. The branch broke...

 

[Incarnation 1.1]

OOC: Interesting.......very interesting......can I join in too? I will just watch and then join in if it is OK with the person who started this thread.

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

Unobserved, I watch from the distance. I am the shadow. I am the nightmare. I am your death.

The dreamers seem to sense my presence. They wake up screaming, knowing nothing of the truth.

Ah...there's one now. This idiot's mind, for no good reason, has placed him up in a tree. I patiently wait for the branch to break...predictable, so damn predictable! Melting into the shadows, I set out toward the doomed dreamer.

 

[Guest]

"OOC: Interesting.......very interesting......can I join in too? I will just watch and then join in if it is OK with the person who started this thread."
OOC: Sure! Looks like we've got a villian (Fraust), a hero, and a damsel in distress! =) Thanks for asking! That was REALLY sweet of you! =)
Firey Rain.

 

[Guest]

The peaceful and serene scene does much to relax the disorinated me. I look about, pushing a stubborn lock of thickly curled brown hair from my eyes, studying the landscape around me, and failing to notice the creeping darkness.
The loud, ear-shattering sound of bark and limb and leaf breaking forces me to jump and turn to look up, moving backward quickly. I gather my skirts, though where they can from, I doubt I'll know, and shuffle my leather sandle-cladd feet across the pine neelde covered ground. I gasp, watching a young man fall from the tree, unaware of the shroud of shadow creeping in upon me and my newest visitor.

 

[FireyRain]

RE: Posts by Unregistered

That was me, guys! I forgot to sign in!! My apologies! I hope I didn't throw anyone off!! Where's the auto-log-in button?
FR.

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

Closer, ever closer...

I move with a patience that comes from the knowledge that all of eternity is mine. And yet, silent voices hurry me along, crying out for blood lest the dreamers awaken. I stalk, but I never hesitate.

Drawing nearer, I realize that I am hunting a different breed of prey. DreamHoppers! This will be no mundane kill. Constantly moving in and out of dreams, they are elusive creatures, flaunting their powers, daring me to strike...You are mine!

I have reached the last of the shadows. A small dash now into the open, and it will be over...I can almost taste the bittersweet flavor of their psyches, almost hear their silent screams as I tear their minds to pieces. Enjoy your last dream, fools, for you'll never wake up. NOW! I leap out of the shadows, a blur of motion heading for the tree...

 

[DarkTalon]

Lullabye

I Sit At An old Western Bar I Down A glass Of wisky As The bar i'm in changes to a Forest.T he Wind Blows Through my long red hair. I scratch my stubel coverd chin I rough looking But still handsome And in good shape. A Man Falls Form A Broken Branch A Woman Is Starteld And Truns to see him. She must Be The Dreamer Hes A Real psycie must be A Dream Hoper. Than I sens him The Dream stalker. Or As I And the Other Flat Liners called him NightMair~ Damn Us We Set Him Losse in to the Dream Scape Tempting Dreams And Death. Now I have Be Charged With SToping The Hunter . I Look At The Shadows Hes There Ready to Atack . I am Still in Western Cloths From the last dream i was in I Draw My Guns And run towords the Two dreamers. i fire My guns To get their Atintion As I reach Them He Atacks The Stalker Leaps Forword. SHoot out of reflex i SHoot him in the shoulders With my guns it will slow him down Buut won't stop him. But Hopfuly slow him Down This Aint The First Time we have face since his releas but with any luck it will be the last. Luck Who am I Kidding.

 

[faust]

SHIT! The pain shoots through my left shoulder like a lightning bolt. Instinctively, I clamp my hand over the wound. Black, oily blood seeps out between my fingers. Pain, wound, blood....illusions all of them! I almost laugh at my reaction. A minor adjustment to the DreamScape...there, the wound is gone. Down to business.

In a fraction of a second, I twist and locate the source of this unexpected distraction. Some kind of goddamn cowboy. I notice the ethereal glow in his eyes, an awareness that seems to encompass infinite dimensions. Of course, a Flat Liner! This one seems familiar, though I can't tell for sure. I've killed too many of them to keep track of faces.

Can't focus on the DreamHoppers now. The gunshots startled them - they are already probably waking up. Another time, maybe. But the Flat Liner, ha! his time is up. Having no physical body, he can't leave the DreamScape. Before he can react, I leap at him, feeling my claws make contact with his chest....

 

[DarkTalon]

Lullabye

**SHIT! The pain shoots through my left shoulder like a lightning bolt. Instinctively, I clamp my hand over the wound. Black, oily blood seeps out between my fingers. Pain, wound, blood....illusions all of them!**

His Thoughts Breiffly pass through mine He atack Me Now Fuck That stings Like A Bitch. His Claws sink in to my chest. he must not have reconized me tottely or he would Have tried a more effective manuver.

I Quickly clocked Monster On the Chin Which oonly resolted in Geting the Dream stalker off of me I grabed my chest The my Black Blood Seeping through my Fingers . Ill Never get use to that This Body That is sepret than the One I had when i Was ..... Alive no i am still Alive No WHen I was in the waking world thats it. Whene My Name was Alix Deverow.

I Clear my mind As My Body mends And the draemscpe bends to help me. it is Now I Brake the Silence of the dream .
"Now Nightmair~ You can do better Than That . You Disapoint Old Lullabye." Yes i know its Bad idea to tount A being that hunts Dreamers But WHat Can I say if I was Smart I wouldn't be in this Mess. Inervisly begien to sing the vary reson this hunter of dreams named me Lullabye.

"You Are The dreamer... Reaching the dream...
Walk in reality .... But Fantasy it seems......"

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

The soft song cascades through my body, grabbing at every aspect of my existance... The goddamn Lullabye! It tugs at my very core, causing my grip on the DreamScape to give way...erasing me...

NO! I haven't survived for thousands of years by dying so easily! Gathering an illusionary breath of air into my lungs, I scream out "NOT GOOD ENOUGH, ASSHOLE!!!" My voice echoes through the DreamScape, blanketing the hypnotic song.

Control comes rushing back into my body. I reach out with my mind, catching the endless threads of the DreamScape, altering the dream... Before the fool knows it, he is freefalling through the air, the ground rushing forth to claim his life...

 

[DarkTalon]

Lullabye

As I Sang Out of nerves; The Dream Stalker Seam to not like My Singing Ive notice that. I can Attak defeand And Tount All i like But What seams to get on his nerves is My Singing . whats He yelling Something about Not good enough ANd me being an asshole AH Fuck im Falling . Got to clear my mind I smile As i Remember This is tyhe dream scape even A Piker like me Can Fly on angelic wings . I stop fallling I glide to the Ground Ive lost my elmint Of Sureprize I Quickly Pull my strangth to caus the Forest Around The STalker to tie his feet. I than Jump From This Dream To Another maybe this Time hell hunt me and not Some helpless dreamer it would help me a lot if i were the hunted and not the hunter

 

[FireyRain]

OOC: Some ettiquette you all should know.

It's rude, to me, to pose what happens to another character. The following I'll use as an example. Please do NOT take this as me trying to be mean or hurtful.

"i SHoot him in the shoulders With my guns it will slow him down Buut won't stop him. But Hopfuly slow him Down This Aint The First Time we have face since his releas but with any luck it will be the last. Luck Who am I Kidding."

This could be better posed as:

"I aim my guns at the Shadow, hoping to hit in the shoulders, hoping that will slow him down."

Anyway, just a note for next time. =) Thanks for listening!
FR.

 

[FireyRain]

Gun shots ring out through the forest...

The young woman, her soft brown curls falling to her eyes, leans at the fallen dreamer's side. A mere heartbeat, an eternity, passes been the two dreamers, as they met gazes.

**I am Isabel,** the woman's mind flutters, her mouth moving only slightly at the thoughts.

Before the other could respond, the silence is broken, as gun fire sings into the silence with the booming voice of thunder. Isabel gasps, frightened again, as a fight erupts around her. She clutches at the other dreamer, hoping to hide within his protective arms, as she watches, in horror, a strange cowboy fight a dark, brooding shadow.

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

The forest comes alive around me, grabbing me with its vines and roots, pulling me to the ground. A single thread of my awareness, tracking the freefalling Flat Liner, confirms that he has left this dream. Good. The fool is running scared. I'll take care of him later.

I send the full force of my mind into the DreamScape, taking stock of my situation. I barely manage to catch a soft whisper of thought: **I am Isabel** My minf follows the thought back to its source...There! The woman is kneeling next to the fallen Hopper, as if trying to protect him from my fury. How entertaining!

I send my mind spinning through the DreamScape, grabbing at its strings, corrupting the dream. The forest silently dies around me. The trees wither and crumble, their leaves floating away in the breeze. The vines holding me down cease their attack, drying up at my mental command. I rip through them, and once again stand before the dreamers. Smiling victoriously, I once again approach my prey...

 

[FireyRain]

As the forest dies...

Isabel stands, putting her back to the still DreamHopper. Her ginger eyes widen in fear as she flicks her gaze about her. Her eyes settle on the Shadow moving toward her, and she screams!

OOC: Lets wait a day or two, see if the dream-hopper rejoins us. If not, we'll assume he woke up and so left the dream, and then we'll ontinue. Sound good?

 

[DarkTalon]

OOC:

I apologize if i afended you Or faust I was just Trying to make it iterest ing And I some time for get I cant always work On A curdieus Tit for Tat. Imean i did first Shoot him in the Sholders but I than alowwed him to sink his claws in to me. But You were right it was rude to just shoot him and not alwo him the chance to chose what hapens to him I Am sorry.

 

[FireyRain]

OOC: Rudeness? Not a problem!

OOC: Don't worry about it. Just letting you know. =) Better that than have me get all uppity about it and be rude myself. =) THans for being cool about it.

 

[FireyRain]

OOC: Continue

OOC: Okay. Chronicler hasn't joined us in several days, so let's continue. I was the last to pose ICly, so someone else needs to take up the thread from there.

 

[DarkTalon]

Lullabye

As the forest dies a tiny millipede crawls from the rotten wooden grave that moments before was a massive tree. It crawls up ont the foot of the dreamstalker, who flicks it away without a thought.

Good, I've found you. I must get you away from her. I feel my tiny form grow larger, stronger. Yes, a tiger, that works . Lets see we have one scared dreamer And one ugly NightMair~ Ummm... What are options What would A Tiger do.

I suddenly pounce, letting out a low growl, the intense rage shimmering in my feline eyes.

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

OOC: Hey DarkTalon, I have no problem with getting shot. It just adds to the flow of the story. Well, back to work...

IC: With regret, I watch the fallen DreamHopper fade out of existance. Looks like he has woken up, lucky fool. He has escaped me for now, but sooner or later, he'll be back. Anyway, I still have one victim left.

As I approach, I hear the female fool scream in terror. Ah, what music to my ears! I feel recharged by the scream. At the same time, I notic e a new development behind me. The cowboy has returned in another form... I observe him shift into a tiger. Perhaps he is insane after all? I let him escape a minute ago and the fool is back! There will be no escape for him this time. Hmmm...it appears he is trying to catch me offguard. Doesn't he realize that in the DreamScape, eyes are just illusion, while the Mind is everywhere!? Fatal mistake. As he pounces, I duck, and the fool sails over me, his trajectory taking him straight toward the girl...

 

[FireyRain]

Tigers! Oh my!

Isabel gasps in fright and drops to the ground, on her back, hoping the flying tiger will pass her by. 'Okay, I'm dreaming, I know that now. I've got to relax and think,' she mused to herself quickly. Her gaze moves to the Shadow, as she thinks the tiger was an attack from him. 'Oh.. you're after me, huh?' she thinks to herself, as she glances about quickly, 'Fine. Guardian, you're not here. I'll have to handle this alone.' She determinedly sets her jaw and glares at the Shadow.