hadriel_logs | Event Log: Dreamwalker the Second

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Dreamwalker part 2 event
Where: In your dreams
When: October 14th-20th (the second log will go up on Oct 23rd, please keep the two weeks of the event separate!)
Warnings: All different kinds of dreams falling under the umbrella of Delight, Rage, Sorrow, and Hope.

This time, the weird stuff doesn't happen when you're awake- as a matter of fact, your waking hours are the normal ones. That's because you're forced to sleep by some unknown entity, getting more and more exhausted by the moment as night falls. Better make sure you're always around a soft pillow.

Once asleep, it doesn't get any less weird- your dreams will be influenced by one of the four gods that make up the first week. Something to make you smile, something to make you angry- or something that reminds you of your deepest regret or most vulnerable hope, they're all things that you're dreaming about now for some reason, no matter how hard you may try to pull away from them.

To make matters more complicated, there are others intruding on your dreams who definitely don't belong there, and while they may seem like manifestations at first, it becomes clear that these others are actually the consciousness of other members of Hadriel, getting some top quality exposure to your angriest, happiest, most sorrowful moments. Hope it doesn't get awkward when you see them tomorrow...

► This log covers October 14th-20th.
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[It's the middle of the night, and Newt is in his lab building a Pons system from garbage! Or, well, spare parts. That he stole from storage. He remembers this. This was the night before he got carted off to Hadriel, and it was the best he's felt in a long time.

The lab is quiet except for the odd clanking and whirring of the Shatterdome, and the occasional donk of Mutavore's brain as its tendrils investigate its tank. He thought about taking advantage of Hermann's absence to blast some music, but that would definitely draw attention from someone passing by, and anyway, he prefers quiet when he's tinkering. Music is for dissecting Kaiju specimens, when he needs to concentrate. Building stuff, though? He prefers to just turn his brain off and let his hands do the work for him. It's calming, which isn't a sensation he feels very often.

Pentecost and Hermann both told him this was a bad idea. Drifting with a Kaiju brain, that is. If Pentecost had given him the okay, he wouldn't have had to build this himself, after all. He prefers it this way, though. Now he'll get to be the dark horse hero swooping in to save everyone with a crazy plan that no one else believed in. Hermann thinks he'll get himself killed? Pfft. Whatever, dude. Newt's sure that this'll work. He's gonna be a rock star.

He's squatted on the ground, covered in grease and fiddling with some wires when he's suddenly aware of another presence in the room. Crap!! He ducks behind his creation, hoping it's not Hermann storming down here to bust him. Then again, he would've heard Hermann coming from, like, miles away. He'd recognize his angry cane-assisting stomping anywhere. Nah, this isn't Hermann. Pentecost? No, Pentecost would be yelling at him by now. What gives, then?]

This lab is authorized personnel only! [It's technically true, but the door was locked. If they got in, they're authorized.] I'm, like, right in the middle of saving the planet, here. Get lost!

[And please don't bust him...]

[ Weirdly enough, this kind of scenario is one that Merle's encountered god only knows how many times in his life. Call it a perk of doing a stretch on a scientific exploration vessel with a bunch of nerds. The warning doesn't particularly faze him, for all that he has basically zero idea what's going on.

He just kinda stays hanging in his spot, idly looking around at the cool scientific bullcrap in the area. ]

I mean, don't stop savin' it on my account, buddy.

[Oh. Newt peeks around the Pons to squint at the intruder. He doesn't recognize this guy... Which means he's probably not important enough to get Newt in trouble. Cool! He stands, watching Merle carefully for a moment before getting back to tinkering with the wires. A visitor is fine, but he's gotta keep working.]

How'd you get in here?

Oh, yeah, I just kinda walked. On my feet. Came right in through the door. Maybe I wasn't supposed to.

[ He shrugs. ]

As far as I remember, nobody tried to stop me. Name's Merle Highchurch! I'd shake your hand, but you look pretty wrapped up in your, uh... tank blob. What kinda world-saving are we talkin' here?

[Newt rolls his eyes. Of course you walked, dude! That doesn't answer his question!]

Was the door locked? It should've been locked unless you have clearance. [Which he's pretty sure Merle doesn't have.]

I'm Newt, and it's not a tank blob. It's a Pons system. I'm--wait, did Pentecost send you?

[He shouldn't go around explaining his against-the-rules world-saving tactic to just anyone.]

Alright, alright, Pons system.

[ He waves a hand. He'll probably forget that term immediately. ]

Ah, let's see. Would you believe me if I said I'm a phantom? Do you guys have phantoms?

[George finds herself in the middle of a lab. a really messy lab from the looks of it, but one with a plethora of high tech toys she's never seen before. the urge to poke around at everything and see what it does is strong.

but before she can touch anything (darn it), she hears the sound of someone rustling behind one of the larger pieces of equipment and she has to investigate. only to be yelled at. rude.]

Saving the planet, huh? Sounds intense. Need a hand?

[That sure is a voice he doesn't recognize. Newt stands to get a better look at the intruder and, nope, he doesn't recognize her. Weird? How did she get in?]

Uh... Depends. How much do you know about jury-rigging a Pons system?

[His expectations are low, but maybe?]

[lucky you, you've been selected to have a close encounter of the George kind. so basically endlessly curious and a little bit (or a lot bit) nosy]

Not a damn thing, but if you walk me through it I might be able to help.

[she is the queen of low expectations. in herself and in others]

[good tbh he lives for that shit.]

Er, well, maybe? It's pretty complicated. Not just anyone can slap together this kind of tech.

[...Although, he is just using junk parts from storage... It's not like he's wholly reinventing the wheel here. Plus, the company could be nice. Someone to witness his genius and all.]

Buuut, I guess an extra set of hands wouldn't be the worst thing. C'mere. You can hand me parts and stuff. [He drops back to the floor to continue fiddling with the wires he was working on before she interrupted him.]

What do you do around here? Haven't seen you around before. [Since it's not like civilians can just pop into the Shatterdome in the middle of the night. Or ever.]

[then, it's a good thing she arrived when she did?]

But you wouldn't be trying if you didn't think you could do it, right?

[she can totally witness his genius]

Okay, I can do that. What d'you need next? [goes over to sit next to him, but within arms reach of what looks like the parts he should need

o shit. how to explain her presence. she's guessing that the whole Reaper thing wouldn't go over well] I'm, uh, I'm an intern. Just got here.

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