void dream ; open

[crypdick]

WHO: The Outsider & you?
WHERE: A Shared Dream
WHEN: June, whenever
WHAT: The Outsider dreams of the Void, and sometimes people wander in
WARNINGS: Outsider often talks about or alludes to death, murder, violence etc, though he rarely goes into detail



[ You were asleep, and it almost feels like you've woken up again, but something is... strange. You get up, turn around and wherever you were sleeping is open wide to the Void.

Nothingness as far as you can see, except the strange black rock and some sort of species of whale floating in the Void, and the objects and things on the rocks.

The Void draws from the minds of who is there. Some of what is here may be random objects from this world, a hovercar or televison. But some are definitely from somewhere else - there's machines and objects and bits and pieces of architecture from the Outsider's world. Other things you may recognize from home, as the Void draws from your mind. There may even be people you know, from here or home, frozen and unmoving as if in a tableau.

While you look at something, the Outsider appears beside you in a cloud of his telltale black smoke. ]

You've found your way into the Void.

(( OOC: check here for more on how this power works. His vision power is still an option too! If you're cr, he may have pulled you in. If not, people can randomly wander in if they're sleeping the same time he is. If you have dream powers of some kind, feel free to have your character have more control over aspects of the dream, or jam with me about what that might do.))

Comments

[viciousmaukery]

Something like that, yes. [Something exactly like that. Molly glances up and gapes at the whales swimming on past them, thrown for a loop. Is it even swimming if they're not underwater? He probably should ask Fjord—who's not here, either.]

How do I wake up when I'm already awake?

[crypdick]

Are you?

[ The Outsider isn't exactly keen to see Molly leave just yet, though, and he paces. ]

Tell me, what are you called?

[viciousmaukery]

I usually dream of much more pleasant things than a great big yawning darkness with rocks and floating whales, so, yeah, I’m pretty sure I’m awake.

[Lie. Sometimes he dreams of suffocating darkness and the taste of dirt on his tongue, scraping his fingers raw and bloody to pull himself up and out of the dirt. But that’s not something he’s willing to give away to a stranger.]

Mollymauk Tealeaf. [He’s a stubborn little shit, this one, answering who instead of what.] I tell fortunes at the Medieval Festival. [He cocks his head to the side, and the dangling decorations from his horns jingle softly.] What about you? I have to call you something.

[crypdick]

[ Molly can believe what he likes. The Outsider watches him, noting the little details and saying little about them. ]

If you have to call me something, Mollymauk, then you can call me the Outsider.

[ He dissolves into black smoke, and reappears nearby, sitting on one of the smaller chunks of rock. ]

What is the "Medieval Festival"?

[viciousmaukery]

It's kind of like a circus, except the fantasy's grounded in this world's history. [A pause.] Well, according to them, anyway.

So this whole thing, whales and rocks and all, it's yours?

[crypdick]

You could also say that I am its.

[ It's strange, having to explain what the Void is and who he was in it. Not that any explanation the Outsider gives is a straight answer. ]

If we are speaking of the career choices made for us by the people here, I should be a shopkeeper at "Big Fish Aquarium Supplies".

[viciousmaukery]

So you're bound to each other? [He looks up and around, as if taking in the sights. Then, dryly:] Well, no offense, but I could think of better places to be bound to.

[What, it's dark and cold and dreary here. It gives him the creeps. It'd give anyone the creeps.]

Just didn't show up to work, then?

[crypdick]

It was not a choice I was given, and if I am ever UN-bound that choice will not be mine either.

[ Now that definitely had the bite of bitterness to it. But he smooths over. ]

I went once, to see if it would be interesting. It wasn't.