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crittersheep) wrote in
sheep_game2023-08-13 11:51 pm
dormes-vous? dormes-vous?
WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Pastureland and the world of dreams alike
WHEN: Night 25
Well, that life sure has been slicing, except where it hasn't. It's been a long day. Why not take a night walk? Or lay down and... oh, oh, the dreams are mixing again.
WHERE: Pastureland and the world of dreams alike
WHEN: Night 25
Well, that life sure has been slicing, except where it hasn't. It's been a long day. Why not take a night walk? Or lay down and... oh, oh, the dreams are mixing again.

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that was not there before?? no, wait, maybe she saw that happen? SHE'D BEEN PRETTY OUT OF IT WHEN SHE'D COME STUMBLING TO DAFFODIL EARLIER THAT DAY. what the heckie. ]
...I thought I hallucinated that.
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[Odin is walking by on the path but he stops when he sees Maomao there.]
Is that your place now?
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. . . What is it?
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What, your workshop being relocated?
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except
in the crowd, there's a crying child. a familiar child... oh, but. she's still a cat. kitten. whatever.
what will you do? )
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IMMEDIATELY CHECKS CRYING CHILD FOR FAIRY WINGS
...IMMEDIATELY CHECKS PASSERBY AT LARGE FOR FAIRY WINGS
okay. coast is clear. tail is safe.
...looks around like. Is anyone. Going to. Take responsibility for the crying ki-- oh you're all just gonna keep doing theme park stuff? Oh. Okay.
Well, where the man who aspires to be as a Dove walks, crowds part. Without a care for any obstacle, he walks over to the familiar child, and does his best not to loom as he crouches down to eye level. ]
Are we... lost, you poor thing? Disoriented? Confused?
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Oh no rushes over to crying child]
Hey, what's wrong? Did you get lost?
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Knealing down beside her, he is shocked to realize she is incredibly familiar.
Sonata...? Or a sister?]
Hello there. Are you lost?
[ Tilting his head as he speaks in a gentle voice with an encouraging smile. ]
Do you know where your parents are?
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I can't resist a TINY bit of dream... leaves this here.
You're a red sheep, with a long, fluffy tail. You're resting in the shadow of a castle with a tall, gleaming blade rising from its center. There are two yellow moons in the sky, like a pair of leering eyes.
Dark clouds and high winds roll in over the rustling, grassy field. Torrential rains pour down-- and with them, strangely, motes of fire. The grass lights, and you feel its heat, but it never quite reaches you. You start to run toward the castle to take shelter from the elements, from which it remains untouched--
But the castle... sprouts a pair of giant, brilliant white angel wings, and folds them up over itself. Closing itself off, out of reach.
A shadow passes over your woolly shoulder. A black feather, lands beside you. Find another way. You chase after that shadow-- its trail of black feathers, the growing chill in the air--
But happen to wonder, a moment. About that castle's fate.
But the moment you presume to look,
The castle's wings rapidly begin to corrupt, turning black and ashen, as that holy presence dies away, to become--
This dreams ends there. ]
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The water is murky and dark, and the only light comes from several bioluminescent plants and magically illuminated orbs surrounding a single building nearby. Through the windows of this small, single-room hovel you can see the dark silhouette of a long merman swimming about.
Should you get closer, you'll find that the silhouette doesn't get any lighter in the room's illumination. In fact, this dark shape is dripping the ink that's causing the ocean around this area to be so murky in the first place. His left eye glows brightly, but otherwise he's completely in shadow.
He's muttering to himself as he swims about, checking shelves full of books and potions. The whole room is nothing but shelves.]
Questions, answers... answers, questions...
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Being underwater is new though. Odin manages to move through the water pretty easily, it's not all that different from using gentle gravitational pulls to jump over long distances. The water resistance is just a bit of a pain.
The figure there though, it's a little scary at first- he's always been uneasy about the dark- but he swallows down his worries and goes over to it.]
Hey...
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the second thing you'll notice is that it's noisy. you seem to be in some sort of street market with colorful stalls and tents and colorful people, too—most are human shaped, though many either wear clothing indicative of a certain animal or they just deadass have appendages of that certain animal. cat people, yes, loads—most have spotted tails and/or ears—and dog people, but also floppy eared fellows of various kinds, some with horns of various styles—straight or curved or spiraling—and people with normal ears but so many feather decorations(?) and/or shockingly vibrant hair colors styled in ways that make them reminiscent of feathers. it's staggering, the diversity here—it's like someone literally humanified an entire ecosystem? gijinka savanna??
but there are also animals! honest to goodness normal-ass animals in the market, just free-roaming and mingling like they're just as much customer or merchant as the rest of the human-shaped people. some of the human-shaped people also seem to be lacking any identifiable animal parts (though a small contingent of them also have pointed elven ears). and, among the humanoids, some are wearing clothes of of a particular style, including the beaded lion masks.
it's quite the bustling place, but even with all the clamor you can catch sight of burly beastwomen in lightweight but decorated armor, holding spears at their respective stations between every few stalls or at the perimeter of the market. ?? actually it's kind of a lot of s . . . soldiers? guards?? wonder what that's about.
in any case if your senses aren't assaulted enough you can also smell so. much. food. sweet and salty and spicy and savory, thoroughly cooked and raw and every shade in between. there's even seafood here—just like the people, the food options are incredibly diverse.
there's a lot going on, so you should be forgiven if you don't immediately notice the small boy with dark skin and darker hair trying to catch your attention. his little lion ears are almost completely covered by his own lion mask, but the scar on his left eye might look familiar. ]
. . . Hey! Are you in line or what?
[ the adolescent voice carries a distinct tone of impatience, mirrored by his restlessly flicking tail. although you should be forgiven, it seems this child does in fact not forgive you. ]
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Somewhere, in the darkness behind you, you can hear footsteps sloshing through the water behind you.]
((hey quick question what's your character's worst fear just curious))
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Why is there a mess?!
[wait biscuit what]
FUCK MY ROOM IS FLOODING!
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you are holding a clipboard. Aides goes over to one of the cubes and investigates it. ]
All right... this sample is pretty new. Found in a village in Briar Valley, environmental evidence suggests she was the only mage in her village. Local records suggest there was a sickness in the area... there's a possibility she exhausted herself healing others and overblotted due to not having enough time to rest.
[ whatever is in the cube wails something that sounds like thE CHIldrENn... plEASE but he ignores it, closing the cube up again, and moves on ]
This sample seems like it was around a while... found wandering in the mountains in the Sunshine Lands, far from people. No environmental evidence or historical records to suggest what it used to be.
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a work day?
he's just taking inventory? ]
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He mutters something in moments like these, too quiet to be heard. ]
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@bluebell
So . . . it's come to my attention that some of us don't actually like the couch.
I've been pretending to like it 'cause I thought everybody else did.
We could burn it together to summon a new one?
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trainingaimlessly wandering like a regular boy does. Eventually he makes his way back to Lily's barn to lay under the peach tree. If you pass by closely enough, it sounds like he's talking to someone who isn't there ]I know. ...I know that, but—
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I dunno if you noticed, but I've been "busy." Cut me some slack.
[ He even puts up air quotes for his absent conversation partner ]
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I didn't realize your friend was so chatty.
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Cacophonie is, in contrast to his name, not making a lot of noise or doing anything particularly interesting that would get somebody's attention. He's just walking around the town, or out in front of Clover's barn picking grapes. But maybe other characters might feel the itch to worry over gloomy looking kids wandering around in the dark, or maybe they're just also nocturnal and want to say hi, whatever.]
FIRE TIME FOR BLUEBELL COUCH
And surely, if you hear the escaping screams of the bisexual damned, that is just a weird noise the springs are making as they burn. ]
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at some point (earlier tho not later) tart is casting a giant-ass fuckin' water spell to dump on the entirety of the couch and also the vicinity, to hopefully put that fire out.
fuck you and your fumes THE FURRIES LIVE DOWN THE ROAD ]
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but curiously, there's no fire tonight. it seems like the fire has died a long time ago, really: instead of fire, new growth sprouts. old plants begin a new life. the scent of char gives way to wet earth and tentative flowers.
visitors arrive knee-deep in a pool of water. or at least... it feels like water. but once one looks down, it's as if the night sky reflects up at them - even if the sky above is a clear sunrise full of streaky oranges and pinks. moving through the water, it feels cool and pleasant, like one might want to stay there and just float.
but something urges you to move nonetheless. your footprints speckle the ground behind with stars.
there are two items sitting nearby: a tin watering can, looking old and well-loved, and a stack of flat stones used for a currently unfinished path. which do you pick? )
( note | these dreams will be primarily lighthearted with world and character lore. pick the watering can for more world lore and less perci lore, and the stones for equal amounts of both! the watering can will have mild fantasy racism, while the latter will not. everyone is probably going to be perci's assigned knightly bodyguard with a magic to match, so include [fire/water/air/earth/stone/storm/green magic] if you'd like your character to have a specific affinity! please refer to his opt-out or DM me for any concerns. )
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when he does move out of the pool he moves towards the stones. they call to him. part of strategy is making paths where there were none.]
((earth seems like it would be his naturally highest affinity!))
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what if I backtagged dream to learn more lore!! What then!!!
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Bad dreams?
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anyway in tart and biscuit's room
biscuit just did a hugeass chomp on tart in his sleep]
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[ dream ]
Well, creature?
[ you requested an audience with him. but what for? ]
( this is supposed to be a lighter/lore-focused dream with no cws but also That Guy is involved so no promises. play nice and he'll play nice. 🙂 )
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[Vicious looks down at himself in confusion]
The hell...?
[That is muttered and not directly addressed at the god, at least, though he does also squint up at him afterwards. Feeling like a sin is not a deterrent]
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