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bravenewworld2014-10-25 12:07 am
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The Labyrinth of the New Moon
Most of Union was familiar now with the second world that had so abruptly inserted itself into their lives. They called it the Dream World: a place where fiction became more real than reality and where the imagination knew no bounds. If it weren't quite so intrusive, some might even find it an amusing place to visit - there were secrets to be uncovered here, surely, where the mental barriers of friends and enemies were relaxed, and powers to be taken advantage of. Who wouldn't want to host a pool party every night?
For a week, the people of Union continue to pop in and out of the Dream World until most have grown tired of the seemingly random nature of the disappearances. Low mutterings and disgruntled complaints begin to spread throughout the city, but it seems as if no one truly knows how to stop it. Giant fans to disperse the fog are suggested facetiously once, and a number of Fan Rotoms are seen working hard the next day... But such efforts amount to nothing.
On the night of the seventh day, something changes.
Those who pop into the Dream World tonight will realize immediately - the landscape has changed. Dream mists still swirl and eddy at random intervals, but the Neutral Spaces have grown dark and shadowed. There's no ominous feeling of danger, but rather... alertness. The sense that something unusual is about to happen.
Up in the sky, a shadowed moon gleams with a faint luster. A new moon. ...This is impossible, of course, but then, many things are impossible in this world. And no matter where you head, it seems as if each step takes you closer to that black moon, a gaping maw in the twilit sky... Step forward, retreat backwards, close your eyes and flee. It matters not. One more step and it has devoured you whole.
There is the sensation of falling, of spinning, of coming to an abrupt halt without feeling an impact. But when you open your eyes, you are not alone. Two or three others you may recognize are with you, and a long corridor stretches out before your group with doors dotting each side as far as the eye can see.
Welcome to the Labyrinth of the New Moon.
[OOC: All plot logs for people in the Dream World will occur here. Please make the first post with all the names of the people in your group in the subject line so people know where to post. Mod responses will come about once every 24 hours as long as at least one person has posted.
The group listings are here. We will not be running randomizers anymore, but you may still sign up with a full group of at least three if you can find one and tag in. Keep in mind though that the log may not be finished depending on when it is posted. You may also hop in an existing group as long as all existing group members give permission and the group is not full.]
For a week, the people of Union continue to pop in and out of the Dream World until most have grown tired of the seemingly random nature of the disappearances. Low mutterings and disgruntled complaints begin to spread throughout the city, but it seems as if no one truly knows how to stop it. Giant fans to disperse the fog are suggested facetiously once, and a number of Fan Rotoms are seen working hard the next day... But such efforts amount to nothing.
On the night of the seventh day, something changes.
Those who pop into the Dream World tonight will realize immediately - the landscape has changed. Dream mists still swirl and eddy at random intervals, but the Neutral Spaces have grown dark and shadowed. There's no ominous feeling of danger, but rather... alertness. The sense that something unusual is about to happen.
Up in the sky, a shadowed moon gleams with a faint luster. A new moon. ...This is impossible, of course, but then, many things are impossible in this world. And no matter where you head, it seems as if each step takes you closer to that black moon, a gaping maw in the twilit sky... Step forward, retreat backwards, close your eyes and flee. It matters not. One more step and it has devoured you whole.
There is the sensation of falling, of spinning, of coming to an abrupt halt without feeling an impact. But when you open your eyes, you are not alone. Two or three others you may recognize are with you, and a long corridor stretches out before your group with doors dotting each side as far as the eye can see.
Welcome to the Labyrinth of the New Moon.
[OOC: All plot logs for people in the Dream World will occur here. Please make the first post with all the names of the people in your group in the subject line so people know where to post. Mod responses will come about once every 24 hours as long as at least one person has posted.
The group listings are here. We will not be running randomizers anymore, but you may still sign up with a full group of at least three if you can find one and tag in. Keep in mind though that the log may not be finished depending on when it is posted. You may also hop in an existing group as long as all existing group members give permission and the group is not full.]
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...If you judge us well, will you show me what we once were?
[As always, Arlathan is the first thing on her mind. If Darkrai has been around since the beginning of time, surely he must know about it, and she's not convinced those visions from earlier were accurate.]
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[It swings back around slowly to Merrill.]
'What you once were'?
And why do you believe... that is any different from what you are now? You are driven by unyielding desire.
[Fei.]
You retread the same path on which you were broken once before.
[Elly.]
You are the product of misplaced ambition and greed.
Is that not so?
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[She's starting to return to her senses a bit, the reassurance from Fei helping push that along. Absently, she touches his hand, stepping forward toward Darkrai.]
You're wrong. I left that world behind the moment I left Gigas and never looked back. I don't let their ways rule my life anymore, I live, love and fight for what I personally believe in.
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I don't know. Arlathan... it's nothing but a distant dream now. The Dalish were destroyed twice over - once by other humans, and again by Pokemon.
[She sighs, closing her eyes for a moment before continuing.]
Did we really deserve such a punishment? I don't know the answer. That's why I'm looking for them. If we don't even know what our past was, how can we ever hope to learn from it?
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[Its tone is dry, though it seems to be accepting of these answers.]
But yes... How can you learn? You who live and die with the passing of the seasons... why should we be surprised when the cycle repeats anew? Knowledge is misremembered, information is lost. Only experience may teach...
As long as humanity exists, there will be those of you who wish to destroy each other and to destroy us. That is a truth that cannot be denied...
((Sorry for the wait! Unexpected deadline hit.))
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[Elly closes her eyes.]
No. No it can't. But there are enough of us fighting for peace that hopefully we can balance the scales.
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[There is a long pause as the piercing blue eyes of the deity rest on Elly.]
I cannot share that confidence... when there is nothing to fuel it but hope. I am the ruler of nightmares, not of blind emotion.
[Good thing there's a deity for that, too, right.]
But perhaps that is all you have to offer.
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