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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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Yeah. That one. That's where anybody who knew me besides Rin died. I guess some of them might have lived, but even if they did they're long gone now. ♫
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[Len holds out his arm, showing off the endoskeleton beneath torn pieces of synthetic skin. There seems to be some vines overtaking the room now, and creeping towards the both of them.]
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Quiet. Something else is here.
[Good thing she has her blade with her.]
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[Len leans to the side to get a look behind her, and when he sees the Totally Innocuous Vines (in his eyes) his expression flattens.] It's just a plant. What are you, plantophobic? ♫
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[Hush yo mouth, robit. Or at least lower your weird voice.]
They're slowly moving toward us? Haven't you noticed that there are more of them here than there were earlier?
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She's the one who said not to talk! Meanwhile those plants aren't getting any further away...they're getting bigger, too!]
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Do what you want. Just don't say I didn't warn you.
[They were growing, and while they hadn't shown that they were aggressive, Elly wasn't going to take a chance. It was a good thing she was part fire-type.]
There!
[She throws a fireball at one of the growing plants.]
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Soon enough the room is ablaze and Len is yelping in high-pitched voice. On the other hand, he doesn't sound distorted anymore and he looks like his usual self again. Dream logic.] What did you do that for?! We're going to diiiie! ♫
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They were poised to attack! Now come on!
[She grabs his hand and starts to run. These vines can't extend through his entire dream, right?]
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[Len's following because he hasn't been given much of a choice, but to answer her question...yes! In fact, there's a giant monster made of vines towering over them as soon as they leave the room. It looks suspiciously like a certain twin-tailed pop idol.] THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEAAA! ♫
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[And until which time that he thinks of what he's going to do, jerkface plant monster's getting torched.]
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Stop burning it, it's getting mad! ♫ [Hatsune Plantu is growing angry, and stomping towards them in all her fiery glory. Len just screams.]
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Which, honestly, will probably be her downfall.]
Your dream! You have control over this space!
[And you better figure out how to quick! That thing looks mad.]
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I don't know what you're talking about! Why would I dream about a giant plant monster?! ♫ [At least it's not like that one dream where he was dressed as Magical Kitty Len Len...]
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Can't you do anything besides makes it mad? Try giving it some fertilizer! ♫