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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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Alright, I'll party down on brownies. Get the oven, okay? I'll figure out what we need to magic up.
[His hand gently drifts from hers, but he keeps the magic glove on, wanting those sort of meaningful touches they usually share while they work. He's still close, reaching into their supply cabinets quietly. The only problem is probably the cocoa powder, and if they're out of sugar again, but that's nothing they can't handle. He can conjure or transmute it for her- he owes her right now, needs to do better. He needs to make this right, somehow, but maybe he can't. Why did he say that, he knew these dreams were shared, why couldn't he have just done it for her, just been a supportive person instead of a selfish, spineless idiot who can't see past the superficial, who can't get over looks and shared hands and their own god damn past--
He shakes his head a bit, resumes taking everything out onto the counter, scared to breach the topic and not knowing how.]
How many should we make? Mags'll love that he just gets to wake up to surprise brownies. Ango too. I'unno if we've ever done 3 am baking with him around.
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I'm on it. [Being incorporeal is straining on her more and more as of late, but working in the kitchen alongside her brother always puts Lup heart at ease. Whenever she feels disconnected from him, it's a simple reminder of just how in-sync they've remained, no matter how much time they've spent apart.] If we're gonna go for it, may as well go all out. Couple dozen, just to keep the boys from fightin' over 'em?
[And, y'know, to keep their hands busy longer.
Lup sets the oven to pre-heat and is carefully mage handing her way to setting up a few trays for the brownies while Taako takes care of the ingredients. But she just can't help herself from asking.]
Taako. [she tips her head his way, as if to meet his gaze.] Are you pissed with me?
[Maybe she's the one who should be scared to breach the topic, but for a woman who danced around the issue of love for nearly fifty years, when it comes to her brother, she's always direct.] Just be straight with me. I wanna know.
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Oh, fuck all, she brought it up first.
Taako can feel the pace of his heartbeat quicken, necessitating an inhale a little too sharp for what he meant it to be. He can feel her eyes on him, but he doesn't turn around. Not yet, not... he can do this.]
I'm not... ugh, god.
[He can't do this. Taako tilts his head, unable to really answer without knowing she can see him. Out of everyone, she's the one he doesn't want getting the wrong idea, especially when he knows exactly what she means.]
I'm not mad at you, okay? That's dumb. I think you'd know if I was uh, super pissed or something. No reason to be all... worked up or whatever.
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The lich floats upwards to sit against the pre-heating oven, watching her brother try to keep it together. She doesn't exactly believe his answer, but at least he's given her something and isn't just avoiding the issue completely. Her hooded head tips in time with his.]
It'd be okay if you were. I mean, I'd be kinda pissed you haven't said anything at all for like a million years before this, but it's whatevs. I just-- [Lup pauses briefly, not quite sure exactly what she wants out of this. Just honesty? His forgiveness? What's the end goal here?]
Just wanna be honest with each other and crap.
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It's not about that, it's not a fucking-- honesty thing, goddamnit.
[He turns around, leaning against the counter and gripping at it's edge, but still not quite looking at her.]
I just... didn't wanna mess you up, alright? I got too fucking scared and got thrown back into it now, and I really shouldn't have said anything, like, what the hell was it gonna do, change the entire timeline with no consequences or whatever? It's stupid. I haven't even thought about it in, like, forever.
[Uuugh he feels like garbage about this, because it's all his faults laid out, messy and in pieces. And he's forcing her to put them back together.]
You were already gonna do it. No point in freaking you out and maybe killing you while you were like, proto-Casper, my new actually dead sister who asked for a good day and got a fuckin' mess at the end.
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Was going through with this plan, dying and becoming a lich, what changed it? Had Taako been right all along?
Well, Lup's not going to give him that much credit. Taako refuses to look at her, but she just isn't satisfied with that answer. Lup floats over, phasing right through anything in her way, just to put her incorporeal body directly in his line of sight.]
Taako. It's fine. You're not... [she pauses, thoughtfully considering her words for once.] I'm not mad either. It was just a dream or whatever. We've had plenty of those lately. I'm just, I just was really shitty, okay? I should have talked to you sooner. About a lot of shit. That's on me.
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Ugh, he's the real one with problems here. This wouldn't be an issue if he was just less of a jerk.]
Look, I mean, I get why you didn't. I might've stopped you.
[And what would have happened, had he forced her from that choice? She'd be dead. She'd be dead in that cave and all he'd have picked up was that umbrella, empty, and the thought hits him harder than he wants it to.]
I'm just... it was a you choice, y'know? I made a choice for me, and, it's...
[Why can't he be vulnerable with her anymore? This used to be his outlet. And the more his brain moves, a million miles an hour behind his eyes, he knows why. He spent all this time fixating on her difference from him, when it's him who grew past her, who closed off his heart. Who's being difficult for the sake of the fuss, for the attention, for the hope of some closure.]
I miss when it was choices for us. But 'ss not your fault. I'm the one over here being an asshole about it. You were happy. I shoulda been too.
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He's saying they are good, so why can't she just accept his word on this?
However they both feel about the whole thing now, it's in the past. There's no undoing what she's become, and just as Taako's already thought up, Lup would be long dead if she hadn't become a lich in the first place. As much as she hates it, some healing takes time.]
Yeah, you're def an asshole. [She's swooping forward to wrap him up anyway, just to press her formless body up against his.]
But it's gonna be all us choices from here on out, alright? [That isn't something she can completely promise, but Lup will try her darn hardest to make sure Taako always knows what is going on instead of just springing shit on him again.] We're in this together. And when I manage to wrangle a new body out of Hope, I'm gonna noogie your head right off.
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At least out of everyone, she doesn't care.]
Yeah, yeah, I need that head, you're the one out here who can afford to get a shoulders-neck severance package, alright?
[He shifts back to his work, but doesn't roll his shoulders or try to shake her off. If she was solid, he'd drag her with him, like a sister cape. Like a weight he wants to keep.]
C'mon, we either gotta make these or clean it up and chaboy doesn't feel like picking up another mess I made tonight, alright? Let's get on this.
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He needs this moment of closeness just as much as she does, the promise that neither of them have ruined this precious thing between them. Lup by rushing on ahead without him and Taako for changing in her absence. As much as Lup tries to push his worries aside, Taako's not wrong in that they're both so different now, not the same youthful elves they'd been when they'd first strode onto the Starblaster.
But them having changed, both together and apart, doesn't mean their relationship has to. Nothing is going to change what they mean to one another. And no one, not even Lucretia and the Voidfish or even the shitty liches in Wonderland, can change that they were born as twins.]
Fiiiine, [Lup whines when she finally pulls away, like it hadn't been partially her idea in the first place.] Shame I can't help with the clean up, but y'know, no hands.
[She flashes her skeletal palms at him and wiggles her fingers, smiling under her hood, even as her mage hand is floating behind her to pluck a measuring cup from the cupboard.]
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But she's here. It will always be better because she's here.
(He will never let her leave again.)]
Oh please, you think I'm cleaning this? Nah. Into the sink babe, make boysquad do it in the morning as payment.
[But he does smile at her, just gentle enough. They'll be okay.]
C'mon, chop chop, let's get some shit mixed and prep for Magnus' delighted screams. We're gonna rock it, babe.