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bravenewworld2014-10-18 04:45 pm
roadrolled) wrote in bravenewworld2014-10-18 04:45 pm
Dream-Eater ♫
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So...what's going on? ♫ [Len's already hopped between worlds a few times, but he was a little to wary to do anything...yet. That's soon to change, but for now he's treading carefully.]
[dream world; week 1 - visiting]
[Time to time when Len found himself in the dreams of others, if they weren't too chaotic, he'd use what little agency he had to dress himself up and create a little nightmare of his own.
A song about a dream eating baku with devious intent fit the circumstances way too perfectly for him to pass up! As for whoever he was invading--they were more than able to stop him mid-way. Sometimes he'd keep up the act, and sometimes he'd admit it was just a joke.]
[dream world; week 1 - visited]
[When Len wasn't being a brat and ruining other people's dreams, his own were odd and disjointed--when he actually decided to enter "sleep mode", that is.
Typically, because of the amnesia that left him with very little information on the world, his dreams revolved mostly around his sister, as well as bits and pieces of his past that were too foggy to make out. His hardwired desire to sing and entertain was also prevalent--a stage, a cheering audience and the swell of success. The stage was often littered with adoring fangirls (and boys) as well as sweets.
Throughout some of the darker dreams there was a distinct fear of being forgotten and left to rust, no longer needed or novel in a world full of "real" singers. Broken down machines left to be overtaken by nature in vast and seemingly endless fields. Considering the state he'd been found in himself it wasn't all that surprising; Len himself could often be seen here, but as a deactivated husk. In fact, there were often dozens of these husks, each more decrepit than the last.
Sometimes his dreams would be nothing but a stream of computer code, with Len sitting in a dark room that was, at the same time, perfectly lit. It was during these processing times that he acted the most like his waking self.]
((ooc: For the dream logs please specify what kind of mood/tone you'd like most. I can also improvise beyond the ones listed.))
So...what's going on? ♫ [Len's already hopped between worlds a few times, but he was a little to wary to do anything...yet. That's soon to change, but for now he's treading carefully.]
[dream world; week 1 - visiting]
[Time to time when Len found himself in the dreams of others, if they weren't too chaotic, he'd use what little agency he had to dress himself up and create a little nightmare of his own.
A song about a dream eating baku with devious intent fit the circumstances way too perfectly for him to pass up! As for whoever he was invading--they were more than able to stop him mid-way. Sometimes he'd keep up the act, and sometimes he'd admit it was just a joke.]
[dream world; week 1 - visited]
[When Len wasn't being a brat and ruining other people's dreams, his own were odd and disjointed--when he actually decided to enter "sleep mode", that is.
Typically, because of the amnesia that left him with very little information on the world, his dreams revolved mostly around his sister, as well as bits and pieces of his past that were too foggy to make out. His hardwired desire to sing and entertain was also prevalent--a stage, a cheering audience and the swell of success. The stage was often littered with adoring fangirls (and boys) as well as sweets.
Throughout some of the darker dreams there was a distinct fear of being forgotten and left to rust, no longer needed or novel in a world full of "real" singers. Broken down machines left to be overtaken by nature in vast and seemingly endless fields. Considering the state he'd been found in himself it wasn't all that surprising; Len himself could often be seen here, but as a deactivated husk. In fact, there were often dozens of these husks, each more decrepit than the last.
Sometimes his dreams would be nothing but a stream of computer code, with Len sitting in a dark room that was, at the same time, perfectly lit. It was during these processing times that he acted the most like his waking self.]
((ooc: For the dream logs please specify what kind of mood/tone you'd like most. I can also improvise beyond the ones listed.))
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[Figuratively speaking, although he's forgotten they were in a dream at this point anyway.]