(open dreamshare log) (muffled twilight zone playing in the distance)

[hackitude]

WHO: EVERYBOOOODYYYY (yeaaah) (rock your booodyyy) (yeaaah)
WHERE: DREAMSPACE
WHEN: The night of November 1st (slightly forward-dated to give people more time to play out threads mmk)
WHAT: DREAM SHENANIGANS (event info here!)
WARNINGS: None up here, but players please tag the subject lines of your dreams if they have NSFW or triggering content in them.

It's Saturday evening. What are you dreaming about, imPorts?

Some of you might find strangers intruding on your regular dreams. Others might find themselves suddenly in the dream of someone they've never met before. Or perhaps someone they're close to...? Either way. Seems like you're in for a bumpy night.

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OPEN TO ALL∎ talk of complete mammal destructio- wait what are you doing here mammal

[tooscience]

This wasn't an unusual situation for H'ssssk to be in, in fact it happened on a regular basis. Just about every day, possibly multiple times, depending.

There was the great Dr. Dinosaur, the genius Lord Raptor! The reptile with unparalleled genius who through the most brilliant and unseen plot used time control to properly wipe out all of mammal kind! It was a grand victory and also pretty hilarious. All those dead mammals, hah!

The world was under saurian rule once again! And come on, they owned the planet first and mammals had just been grubby thieves that took what wasn't theirs. Also they cheated.

And had stupid tech.

And they spoke in dumb grunts.

And were just dumb.

Yes, the world was better now.

So much better in fact that the whole scene looked like something from a movie poster, or one of those cool TV shows. One they wouldn't even dare show on some of the lesser channels!

Picture it, actually no don't, simply bask in the glory of what lay ahead. H'ssssk seated nicely atop a crystal throne, made from the best crystals in the ruin of the former mammal empire! Of course a glorious crystal crown upon his head and a bone to casually pick out anything that dared get stuck between his terrifying fangs. Yeah, completely the cool look of a leader.

Around him no mammals (because they're all dead haha), a few fellow saurians, but mostly some other weird creatures; they weren't mammals, but they weren't reptiles either. Some were green, some pink, a yellow one here and there. All rather difficult to tell where their face was, or if they even had a face. Each wore a party hat on what was possibly their heads... Who knew. There was cake, some weird music, really stiff dancing.

Yeah, this was the life.

[brushoff]

This is the second dream where Dorian is a dinosaur. He's starting to wonder what exactly he ate the night before because this is getting slightly ridiculous. Once is a coincidence, twice means that you ate something odd or watched a weird movie. Dino-Dorian is smaller than H'ssssk, looking more like whatever the hell Duckie was in Land Before Time than any sort of actual proper dinosaur.

And he's sitting near H'ssssk's crystal throne, watching the weird creatures dance awkwardly. Even if he was currently a dinosaur for some reason, he was still Dorian Gray. So he still would complain.

"Can't you find some better music to put on?"

[tooscience]

Relaxing on his throne, basking in his own glory, that was what H'ssssk had been doing. Had. What else are you supposed to do when you've just won and your rule is about to begin? Certainly not work or answer stupid questions.

Stupid questions like the one he was being asked.

The so-called raptor squints, eying the odd looking dinosaur... Though really who could complain about looks? He looked like a raptor from Jurassic Park, can't really start a fuss there.

"Steve picked it," he grunts, folding his arms.

[brushoff]

"Steve has terrible taste," Dino-Dorian grumped. Somebody was obviously in a pissy mood. Letting out a small huff, Dorian looked around, trying to find where the music was coming from. Maybe he could change it himself.

"I keep telling you, you should leave me in charge of these things."

[tooscience]

Right, right don't let Steve pick, let the- that guy pick it. That one little guy was to be left in charge of things like music for reasons he wasn't that sure of.

Actually there was something else he wasn't all that sure of. Likely far more important than the whole music thing, no definitely more important than it.

"Who are you again?"

It wasn't his fault that he didn't remember this one. He'd been busy taking over the world and altering time.