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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-10-23 10:54 am

Event Post: Dreamwalker the Second

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the second half of the Dreamwalker Part Two event
Where: All over the city!
When: October 23rd-29th
Warnings: All different kinds of dreams falling under Fear, Love, Confusion, and Tranquility


It was over - at least, it seemed to be. The dreams stopped, and maybe you were a little disappointed, or maybe you were just relieved. Maybe, though, you noticed that only four of the gods had been influencing you. Sure, that might have been it, but was there really a chance of that? So, just for a few days, you slept (or didn't sleep) normally.

Until it started again. Those deep, unavoidable sleeps, taking you into vivid and emotional dreams. This time, the other four gods are getting in on the act. Expect some nightmares,
some embarrassingly schmoopy dreams - or dreams that don't make sense, or dreams that leave you calm and centered. You can't force these dreams to be anything but what they are,
so you might as well give in and enjoy the ride. Maybe it won't be so bad.

And of course, there are visitors this time, too. Just when you thought it might be safe to have a candy-colored dream about your secret crush, well... turn around and they might be standing right there, wondering what the hell is going on. By now, people know what to expect, but that doesn't give them any better control over things. Let's hope there's no good blackmail material in these dreams.

► This log covers October 23rd-29th.
► 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 slept so terribly that you trip over a rock and die, please let us know here.
pocketspa: (« [Surprise] how could you forget lup?)

im ready to die

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-10-24 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[He remembers this. Which is... dumb, honestly, because this is about forgetting. Mostly, Taako remembers the emotional force of it all- at this point, so much of him was blank, so many holes punched simultaneously out of his past, he wasn't even sure he spoke. Right now, though, he's just dazed, unable to comprehend that higher level of thought.

He knows where he is, and he doesn't. He knows who this is, and, he doesn't.

Taako stands behind him, at the door to the deck, hand on the frame, draped in the same red robe. His eyes look almost glassy, unfocused as they swing around the room, trying to make something out of nothing. Why does he feel so weak? His legs are shaking. He leans into the wood, trying to let it stop him from buckling. Merle's voice doesn't snap him from it so much as it gives him something to focus on, but that doesn't feel real, either.]


I don't...

[Should be a simple question. But he goes to answer and it still feels wrong.]

Taako.

[Feels incomplete. Like something should be following.

But it's gone.]


It's Taako.
weedbgon: ([sees into everything])

HELL YEAH

[personal profile] weedbgon 2017-10-29 08:42 pm (UTC)(link)
... right.

[ His name is Taako, and he's standing there. So that's about two more things Merle knows now than he did a minute ago.

Looking at him feels like a staircase ending before he thinks it's supposed to. Like he just put his foot out without slowing down, endlessly secure in the knowledge that-- that something would be there, solid and waiting. Something in him that should be there. Only he went right through it. ]


I'm Merle.

[ He knows that, too. So, three facts. Things are already looking up. Merle could theoretically ask a few questions. Where are we, what's happening, why do our jackets match all nice like this, we look like a gang. Instead, he glances down at the table. ]

You wanna play some cards with me? I don't, uh. I'm not sure what I was dealin'. But I could cut ya in.
pocketspa: (« [Unimpressed] Congratulations I guess)

HELL IS RIGHT

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-11-01 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[Alright. This guy remembers his name, that's good. Taako wonders idly if it was a struggle for him, too, to find some sort of concentration. It feels strange knowing so little, like he's currently just a tie-together of various facts but not any of the important things. Like where this place fucking is. Why he feels so empty. What was he doing outside?]

Do you know... where this is?

[It would be nice if he had answers, but something tells Taako he doesn't.]

Do you live here or something? Because if, uh, if I invaded your house, that's. Probably not great.
weedbgon: (and then you see lup)

[personal profile] weedbgon 2017-11-06 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ Merle lets his eyes wander over the furnishings and the walls. He sees a few things, he thinks-- carvings, pictures, clothing-- but he can't hold onto them. Might as well have not looked at all. ]

I guess I was hopin' you'd be able to tell me. I just... [ Woke up? It doesn't feel right to say that. Nothing feels right, and he can't seem to examine it to narrow it down.

(And someday, when he's lost even this, maybe he'll be able to, maybe that feeling will remain: something is missing. Something is out there... out there waiting, and it's never what he finds and thinks that he was looking for.) ]


I'm just here. Wherever. Hell, maybe we're both invaders.

[ He pushes away from the table, cautious and a little unsteady. ]

If this is in, what's out?
pocketspa: (« [What] i know nothing my guy)

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-11-08 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[His eyes glaze over the room in a similar fashion, trying to take in scenery and form, but coming up empty. Oh well. Doesn't matter, does it? He already knows he doesn't know this place. Reminding himself of that seems pointless as he grasps for the familiar.]

Uhh... trees?

[Taako looks over his shoulder out to the deck, and while it's still evident they're not on the ground, he can see a forest sprawl out beyond.]

We're in the middle of fuckin' nowhere, my guy. Don't even see any other people besides us.
weedbgon: (g u e s s i ' l l d i e)

[personal profile] weedbgon 2017-11-11 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ This makes less and less sense by the minute. Why are they here? Who is this kid?

It doesn't make sense. ]


...

If we figure out what's goin' on, you wanna agree to press charges together? 'cause this is, uh. I mean, it's gotta be at least a little illegal.

[ He chuckles in spite of himself. ]
pocketspa: (« [Bloody] is it griffin? is it real low)

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-11-12 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, at this point, Taako feels like he's struggling not to pass out. Every time he looks back at-- shit, what was his name? He said it, right? Combined with the room, he just feels sick and disoriented. He leans on the doorframe, heavier this time, and his feet shuffle out from under him, causing him to slide down a little.]

Sure. Whatever. I...

[It doesn't feel right, going down here. It simultaneously feels safe and horrifying, because he's alone and there could be danger and nobody's got eyes on his back while he takes 5 to get his head together. He doesn't know how to feel about anything.]

Should we... leave, or something? Get out of here?
weedbgon: (well when you think about it)

[personal profile] weedbgon 2017-11-14 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Get out of here, huh? Couple of buddies on the run. Merle and... Merle and what's his face on the run from.

Running from something. ]


Probably could. [ He doesn't really take a step, though. ] Can't just... can't just sit still forever.
pocketspa: (« [Oops] the key lime curse)

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-11-16 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[Or someone.

No, it's something. But Taako sure doesn't know what it is.]


Look, if we're, uh. In whatever this is. And... stuff. Maybe we can just chill 'till someone finds us? Take uh, take a nap or something?

[Aka Taako's about to pass the shit hell out and wants it to look like he's just chillin'.]
weedbgon: (smh)

[personal profile] weedbgon 2017-11-18 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
...

Yeah, I could probably take a nap. If it'll make you feel better.

[ This is actual Merle brand bullshit he's old and tired. Let him live. ]
pocketspa: (« [Soft] hows the magic goin little man)

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-11-21 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Hey buddy, this has nothing to do with me. Just uh, a suggestion, to... whatever.

[Fuck, he still feels sick. What the fuck is happening?]

Unless you think we could take this floating whatever for a joyride.
weedbgon: (you mean i cant zone of truth them)

[personal profile] weedbgon 2017-11-25 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Sure, sure.

[ Don't worry, random guy. He'll save your pride. ]

It's gotta be able to go somewhere if it's here. Heck if I know how that works. Oooor we could crash it. Then see who comes runnin'.

[ yeah that sounds like a fun and good suggestion. ]
pocketspa: (« [Confident] (taako voice) listen)

[personal profile] pocketspa 2017-11-29 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well that's an idea.]

Serves 'em right for leaving us alone up here. What are we, responsible?

[He doesn't know! You don't know! Nobody knows!]

C'mon. Let's take it.