(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.

Comments

[hostage]

[Well, she's conversing with Jesse's subconscious, so they're equal.]

I'll never be able to give you something good like that. This is all I got.

[This shit empire of his.]

[valr]

There's nothing good like that.

[Maybe this is what she deserves, but she isn't in the mood for self pity.]

How about I use my sword on you instead?

[If he's going to stay in this shithole, why doesn't he just die?]

[hostage]

Do whatever you want.

[It's not like he wants to be here.]

[valr]

Ain't what I asked.

[She wants a yes or no. She wants to hear whatever he has to say.]

[hostage]

[But he doesn't order people to kill people. He's not Gustavo Fring. He's not even Walter White, despite where he's sitting right now.

He looks at her in silence and he waits.]

[valr]

What the fuck is wrong with you, Pinkman?

[She's pretty sure she knows, but she's frustrated and fed up.]

[hostage]

[He's a unconscious figment. What kind of answer does she expect? This room is what's wrong with him. The thing she's talking to is literally what's wrong with him.

He's still not saying anything.]

[valr]

I wanna fucking help you, Jesse.

[But she doesn't know how.]

[hostage]

It's too late.

[valr]

Fine. Ain't no one who can help you until you stop being such a self-centered cunt.

[She doesn't have anything more to say to him, so she heads for the door.]

[hostage]

[No kidding.

He watches her go without moving a muscle to stop her. It's a lot nicer out there. She'll be better off.]

[valr]

[It's a small act of annoyed rebellion to leave the door wide open when she leaves.

She's going to wake up pissed off without really knowing why, but that isn't entirely new.]