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hadriel_logs2017-10-14 09:52 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-10-14 09:52 am
Entry tags:
- !event,
- abigail hobbs,
- anakin skywalker,
- aren brosca,
- atem,
- bakura,
- bianca,
- celebrimbor,
- curufin,
- daenerys targaryen,
- dr. lee rosen,
- dr. newton geiszler,
- dr. temperance brennan,
- ed grayson,
- eleven,
- ellie,
- evan sabahnur,
- fenn havers-croft,
- firo prochainezo,
- george lass,
- gren,
- harlan halliday,
- henry percy,
- jo harvelle,
- kravitz,
- laura palmer,
- lup,
- maglor,
- magnus burnsides,
- maketh tua,
- margaery tyrell,
- mello,
- merle highchurch,
- mettaton,
- michael munroe,
- nah,
- nathan drake,
- nick rivenna,
- nico di angelo,
- oscar,
- ravine,
- rey,
- saber,
- sansa stark,
- trafalgar law,
- tucker,
- will graham,
- yehudit/ravine,
- yusuke kitagawa
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.
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.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you die in dreams you don't die in real life, but if you somehow die in real life anyway, please let us know here.
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[NO WAY GET OUT. Law mulls over a bite and then slides the plate her way. There are two little triangle-shaped onigiri still waiting.]
You can try one if you'd like.
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[YES WAY, THEY DON'T GROW IT IN WESTEROS. she quirks her eyebrows inquisitively when he pushes the plate across to her]
Are you sure? They're your treat.
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[thankfully, they are just plain, no nasty pickled plums hiding inside. Law is in such a good state that he doesn't mind at all, more will probably simply appear or the magic waiter will come by again...who knows?]
These are okay, not as good as the ones Black Leg made when I was on their ship. [and as he thinks of this crew, and their effect on his life, the scenery morphs a little around them, back to the cobblestones and tall houses with flowers in all the window boxes. All the women walking past wear colorful ruffled dresses and all the men have silly hats, which means nothing - it's a dream, after all! But they're all very happy and some of them even wave to Law like they know who he is.]
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[Margaery takes one of the onigiri and takes a bite, chews, and swallows. then another bite, chews, and swallows]
This is good! It's like barley, only lighter in flavor. I wonder why we don't have it back home?
Black Leg? Is that a code name or is leg actually black?
[Margaery looks around her as the scenery changes again. she finds her new surroundings charming]
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[he knows that much, despite his poor cooking skills.
Law looks around, noticing where their cafe now sits and nodding at people. This is Dressrosa under the influence of Hope, the bright optimism of their future.]
Hm? Oh. No, an epithet. Like mine, 'Surgeon of Death.' He's a cook.
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[Margaery doesn't realize that the gods are involved in the scenery, she assumes it must be this nice all the time here]
Oh, I see. [teasingly Do all pirates have epithets?
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Only the really dangerous ones. It's no royal title, but it's something.
[the waiter returns...sort of. A tiny creature hops onto the table carrying a fresh pot of coffee like it weighs a feather - a dwarf no more than eight inches tall with a fluffy tail and a big smile. How's that for a nice dream?]
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[Marg coos at it, it's just so adorable!]
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Pretty much. Oh. Thanks. [to the dwarf. Good time to freshen up his cup. The tiny person blushes and bows for Margaery, eager to help and bring her anything she wants.]
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Tell me about some of your adventures.
[she realizes the dwarf is waiting on her order] Oh! Rice, please. With sugar and a little milk.
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Ah, well. They haven't all been the stuff of legend. [Law gestures to the street and the cafe, everything around them] I was here once. I almost died here. It looks a lot better than it did then.
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But I still want to hear them. [she follows his gestures with her eyes, which widen in surprise at his next statement] You almost died? What happened? What was it like then?
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[hence, the hopeful rebuilding, the new and improved architecture and everything]
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[looks around herself with greater appreciation of what she sees]
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[he gestures with the coffee cup to the dwarf happily serving snacks to other tables] The Tontatta are no longer slaves. The townsfolk no longer have to fear pirates in the harbor buying black-market weapons. At the very least, that's worth the price of a few demolished cities.
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Someone enslaved them? That's terrible. As bad as Westeros was, we never tolerated slavery. And what sort of black-market weapons were they buying?
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[not something he's eager to think about in such a sunny atmosphere]
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[yeah, she doesn't want to think about weaponry or wars in such a charming atmosphere, either]
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Yeah. This is much better. It's a nice day, we should enjoy it.
[or a nice dream, anyway. The illusion of sunlight warm on his face is so much better than the diffuse glow of "daylight" in the cave. This is a good dream to take refuge in for a while, for him and for her. Bepo magically is back with them at the table, and can regale Marg with tales of the legendary dukedom on the back of an island-sized elephant - his homeland. It's all so surreal and yet so pleasant to just hang out.]
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[Marg is enjoying the daylight, too, the scent of air which isn't stuffy like it is in Hadriel. she delights in Bepo's stories and encourages him to tell more]