Dream a Lil Dream

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Anyone But Especially Weeds
WHERE: The Pasture
WHEN: Day 51-ish

[everything is great and everyone you know continues to make great decisions, which is also great! it's a good thing that weird events in the pasture never do anything bad to anyone.

in the meantime, Blossom has dragged this sausage creature with a mushroom in its mouth out from behind a rock. there appears to be a portal of pure darkness ripped into being behind its head, so if you want to like... astral project into that, or just... step into it, honestly...

you're welcome to...?]

(((ooc: This is an Optional Mini Adventure for any Sheep that want to glance at Luck's dream fuckery AND a Weeds only. Thing .

Flock members go here! for you, this is just a short little "comment to receive goodies" sign up, but you might get a nugget of information too.

Weeds go here, there's a special adventure for you today ✨)))

Comments

WEEDS

[wooliefrand]

[as you step into the portal, even the memory of light behind you vanishes. pieces of rough stone grate under your feet like gravel, evidence of some rockfall, but the wall behind you is unbroken.

as your eyes adjust, you realize that while there's no illumination, it's still somehow possible to see the path stretching out away from you, winding down and down, doors eating into its outer wall every few paces like strange organic growths. it moves in a long spiral with only hollow air at its center -- you can look down and see how it draws your attention, mesmerizing. it would be so easy to lean in further, fall forever into that distant heart...

you catch yourself, the fascination broken for the moment. there is a susurrus of a hundred hundred voices that swells and subsides far below.

it's now possible to notice the incongruities around you in this alien void carved into the heart of a mountain. specifically, you are standing in a section of the spiral pathway that's been cordoned off from progress forward or backward rest by little tied ropes that do not at all fit the aesthetic. signs appear to have been drawn in crayon and posted next to them -- they say things like "STAY HERE" and "RESERVED" and "BAD IDEA, PROMISE." there are seven doors to choose from within the cordoned off section, but the last one has another rope across it, and another sign that says "IN USE." there is a crude drawing of a snake.

the flock members can't get through it. you, though? drawn by an irresistible call, you can't choose anything else.

you step forward into...!]

[ROLL A 1D3. Depending on the number, go to the respective comment:]

1

[wooliefrand]

[Suddenly you step into. . .the pasture?? Wait. It's. . .probably a pasture, but it's a bit more advanced. Not super high tech but there are far more buildings and shops. A thin mist circulates through the town, and you can see a large wire fence in the distance.

But more importantly, it looks like everyone is wearing masks, vaguely reptilian in design.]

[debug_mode]

Is this where the Snake came from?

[She's worried about how people will perceive her without a mask. She'll keep her distance for the moment and see if she can shadowjump anywhere she can overhear something]

2

[wooliefrand]

[You step into a shrine of some sorts. There are several people, actual humanoid people, but they are a bit shadowy, like fading memories, all with vaguely reptilian masks. They seem to be gathering to make offerings of a large marble statue--one of a snake. Or well, MANY snakes. You can't seem to tell where it ends or where it begins. You hear whispers among the crowd.]

'Do you think they're strong enough to keep us safe. . .?' 'We just have to keep the faith. The Holy Beasts wouldn't forsake us.'

[apothekitty]

[ !!! snakes !!!

are they venomous. important questions in her heart.

but for now, she stays quiet, doing her best "I'm just a lowly little servant, nothing important, pay no mind to me" as she drifts over to get as close to the statue as she can. ]

Re: 2

[stirtheblood]

...Hah!

[Edgelord is not subtle about his presence, and comments loudly]

Hate to break it to you, but foresakin' happens all the time. If you're worried about keepin' safe, maybe you should think more about how to do it for yourself, and less about "faith."

[jerkalope]

[ despite having no idea what's going on, he is calmly hopping around like he was meant to be here all the time. mainly looking for any writing in the shrine, cults love that lore shit! or tall places from where he can observe ]

Re: 2

[dadinside]

[Sure didn't count on the ground swallowing him up today.

... Not sure where he's ended up, he glances cautiously around him, tucking away behind a wall and listening to the nearby voices.]

3

[wooliefrand]

[You step into the mist--a familiar sight for some who have been here a while. But since you're a weed, the howling winds and whispers of despair don't drive you crazy. Still, there's growling in the distance. . .

Do you explore?]

Re: 3

[finalefantasy]

[Nadeko like, oh yeah, we definitely put the birds back here, that’s legit

there’s a couple of them. they fly close together, approaching the growling]

Re: 3

[soulsurvivore]

[ why is this one already bumping.

Faith glances around and begins to explore, but carefully. She draws her darkness in close to herself in an attempt to cloak herself. ]

[hotnbothered]

[ She hugs her arms around herself nervously. Oh, today is NOT a good day.

Her first instinct is to attempt to retreat in the opposite direction of the growling. ]

FLOCKS

[worsethingshappen]

[as you step into the portal, even the memory of light behind you vanishes. pieces of rough stone grate under your feet like gravel, evidence of some rockfall, but the wall behind you is unbroken.

as your eyes adjust, you realize that while there's no illumination, it's still somehow possible to see the path stretching out away from you, winding down and down, doors eating into its outer wall every few paces like strange organic growths. it moves in a long spiral with only hollow air at its center -- you can look down and see how it draws your attention, mesmerizing. it would be so easy to lean in further, fall forever into that distant heart...

you catch yourself, the fascination broken for the moment. there is a susurrus of a hundred hundred voices that swells and subsides far below.

it's now possible to notice the incongruities around you in this alien void carved into the heart of a mountain. specifically, you are standing in a section of the spiral pathway that's been cordoned off from progress forward or backward rest by little tied ropes that do not at all fit the aesthetic. signs appear to have been drawn in crayon and posted next to them -- they say things like "STAY HERE" and "RESERVED" and "BAD IDEA, PROMISE." there are seven doors to choose from within the cordoned off section, but the last one has another rope across it, and another sign that says "IN USE." there is a crude drawing of a snake.

you can't open the snake door no matter how much you try, but what door do you choose instead?]

[ROLL A 1D6 OR CYOA, I'M NOT YOUR DAD]

DOOR 1

[worsethingshappen]

MEMORY OF THE ANT

[worsethingshappen]

[you experience a memory.

you are a crawling thing, driven to tunnel through the dirt, but you know this to be deceptive. you can feel the might of the colony behind you, pushing you forward in a dreadful swelling tide. you are the instrument of this force. you are the collective will. you are blind ambition. no matter how small you are, no matter how easily your exoskeleton and segmented legs can be crushed, you will not be denied.

you see a vision of that door with the snake drawing in front of you again.

then in the real world, you abruptly fall into the stinging-cold water of the ocean near the pasture, and your head goes under. you wake up.]

[FLOCK MEMBERS COMMENT HERE to note that you've received this memory!]

EFFECTS

[worsethingshappen]

[OOC Notes:

Weeds who receive the boon of the ant in the Snake's room temporarily receive strength a hundred times beyond their size and the ability to raise structures of earth out of the ground like Ed Elric in Fullmetal Alchemist. They also get a sharp impression of every flock member who chose this door, connecting to this memory and helping them.

Flock members who chose this door will also know if a Weed gets their boon, but while they'll feel a sense of their energy being reached out for and get a brief vision of whatever their Weed is doing in that moment, they fully won't know anything else about what the hell is going on. Better ask and hope the Weed likes you if you want to know, kids.

Both Weeds and Flock members who get a boon or experience a memory will also get the souvenir of a little piece of rock with their creature on it that lets them transform into that creature for 1-2 comments or no more than 60 seconds IC (1x use). It can also include a lingering "blind ambition" emotional effect if you want, so have fun.]

DOOR 2

[worsethingshappen]

DOOR 3

[worsethingshappen]

DOOR 4

[worsethingshappen]

DOOR 5

[worsethingshappen]

DOOR 6

[worsethingshappen]

SOMETHING ELSE

[worsethingshappen]

[look, the owner of this weird dream hole gave you 6 perfectly good doors to go through and things seem unfortunate if you try to go into the cordoned off area. what's your problem??????

press ahead if you want, but there is a strong sense of personal offense if you try to pass the lines or otherwise ignore the hints; someone will remember this.]

[ooc note: no goodies down this path, folks]

[SNAKE AND VENUS]

[worsethingshappen]

[before all this started, somewhere in a dreamscape beyond a door with a drawing of a snake on it, a very surprised snake and an asshole were just chilling out in a featureless plain. tight.]

Re: [SNAKE AND VENUS]

[wooliefrand]

[chill is relative as the snake is kinda just wriggling in circles like I GUESS THIS IS FINE???]

BOSS BATTLE (but not really)

[wooliefrand]

[eventually!! the dream brings you back here and you see the results of your meddling--the snake has been...........UBER BUFFED!!]

Kaahahaha! Like this, I can destroy Blossom AND the Wolf King!! Who can stop me!!

[he has grown all of like six inches. who will break it to him]