(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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[runningstart]

[The giant skinless woman in the giant bikini doesn't rattle Wally the way it should; he gapes up at her, but more in the sense of how do you outrun something like that than in wondering how, exactly, anything of what just happened, happened.]

No, there's nobody to help us. We're on our own. [He snaps himself out of it and gives Annie a puzzled look.] Haven't we always been on our own? [He grabs her wrist and sweeps her up before running through the sand, along the beach and buildings, a coast that stretches and stretches and never gets any shorter.]

[lyingheart]

[ this would be more disorienting in anyplace but here, in dreams; Annie isn't even disgruntled, and she can speak normally, despite the unending coast, and whatever counts as speed. It seems impossible to outrace her double, who paces them from behind, each time her foot hits ground causing a minor upward explosion of sand. ]

Since Michigan. No one knew the storm would hit that hard -

[ burying contacts and friends in the hundreds. ]

Wally, can you get us to the train? We're overlooking the obvious. We need to get back to Michigan.

[runningstart]

I'm faster than the trains, [Wally points out, and turns out onto the water to race alongside the train tracks that stretch off into the horizon, floating on the waves, disturbed by the wake Wally creates as he runs. Annie's giant double runs after them, feet thudding on the train tracks and crushing them to pieces, leaving behind bloody footprints on the water.] What's in Michigan?

[lyingheart]

The Beehive.

[ That doesn't sound right. Is it right? Maybe? Annie isn't sure. She looks back at her double, destroying the tracks as she chases after them. ]

You're fast enough to kill her, too. I can't stop what I can't see. She can't either.

[ Yet somehow she's keeping pace and Annie just accepts that. Dreams. ]

[runningstart]

I'm fast enough to kill a lot of people. [But there is no way in heck he's gonna actually do it. Absolutely not. ...even if it's looking like he might have to do something, considering she's still thundering after them and not even looking like she's going to sink into the ocean. If Wally were awake, oh man, the screaming about the violations of the laws of nature that would be going on...]

But I can't just kill her. She's probably just confused. We should try bringing her down and reasoning with her first.

[lyingheart]

Then you can pull her out faster than she can generate crystal to keep you out of her neck. Just bringing that body down won't help anything. Until she's out of energy, and then past that, she'll just keep getting back up.

[ Regenerating and regenerating and regenerating and regenerating and losing control of her faculties and becoming one of the mindless consumers and all those thoughts that leave Annie grimacing because she does not want that future and she does not like that threat. ]

It's the only way to reason with any of us. Though who made her? How does she know to do what she does? How can she shift? That's not - it shouldn't...

[ Even be possible. ]

Wally, have you seen Reiner?

[ Not without the worst happening to someone else. ]

[runningstart]

[Annie's saying a lot of things Wally doesn't understand, and it's making his acceptance of this dream world as reality rattle a little. Usually when people are babbling on about shit he doesn't get, it's magic. But this isn't the same.

...why isn't he outrunning that giant Annie?]

-Reiner? I dunno, no. I haven't. I don't even know what the guy looks like. [Does he?

Wally looks back over his shoulder at the shore. How can he still see the shore when he's running this fast? His brow furrows behind his goggles.]

Annie- how'd you get here again?

[lyingheart]

[ The closer it comes to shaking dream reality, the close she comes to just waking up. Annie can't seem to concentrate on his question - something is preoccupying about Reiner. Reiner, and... giant... duplicates? ]

Huh? I... don't remember.

[ Which is confusing if she thinks about it. It makes her a little less tangible. ]

[runningstart]

[Wally abruptly digs in his heels and stops running. Instead of them torpedoing right into the ocean, they come to a stop with a spray of water. He looks down at his feet on the waves and grins.]

...dude, I'm totally dreaming. This is awesome.

[He's never aware of his dreams! Well, if he's dreaming then that means Annie -the giant one (and who thinks that crap up seriously) and the one in his arms- isn't real. He's always wondered what it'd be like to kiss her...]

[lyingheart]

[ Good luck making out with the forty-six foot tall Annie currently looming overhead, stopping once she's caught up. His arms are going to get a lot light as Annie literally seems to fade out - she doesn't get to recognize when she's awake or dreaming.

The only Annie he's left with does have really nice, giant... lips... though... ]