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- pell,
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- shadow the hedgehog
Event Log: Dreamwalker
Who: Everyone!
What: The Dreamwalker event
Where: In your comfy bed and your sleepy head.
When: May 16th-26th
Warnings: Good dreams, weird dreams, bad dreams, straight-up nightmares. Please remember to tag for warnings in the header if things are going to be bad!
What: The Dreamwalker event
Where: In your comfy bed and your sleepy head.
When: May 16th-26th
Warnings: Good dreams, weird dreams, bad dreams, straight-up nightmares. Please remember to tag for warnings in the header if things are going to be bad!
Have you been having trouble getting a good night's sleep? Tossing and turning, unable to rest those tired eyes? Or maybe you don't sleep at all, and never have. Not to worry! For a little while, you'll have no trouble at all falling asleep - in fact, as night falls, you'll find yourself overwhelmed with exhaustion whether you want to sleep or not. Lay down and rest your weary head, friends. Everyone could use a little extra sleep.
But what will your dreams bring? Something happy, images of a perfect day? Something hopeful, something you've wanted for a long time? Maybe you'll dream of anger, of the face of your worst enemy. Or maybe - just maybe - you'll have a horrific nightmare, and wake screaming, covered in cold sweat.
Not before others have time to see it, though. As you sleep, as you dream, the other residents of Hadriel, friends and enemies and people you've only met once, might find their way into your dreams. Or you might find your way into theirs - and then have to deal with someone's else's nightmares, or hopes, or anger. For the next ten nights, you'll find yourself either a host or a visitor, and no matter how you try you won't be able to stay awake once night falls.
Sweet dreams, Hadriel. Don't let the asshole fear gods bite.► This log covers May 16th-26th.
► 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!
► You can't die in the dreams, but if you somehow manage to trip and fall and kill yourself getting out of bed, please report it on the death post.
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He flinches, when his space is invaded by another, however, recognizing Shadow only a moment after he raises his head. How can he be here? This is Heaven, after all. It's not a place people can come and go from willy-nilly.
He frowns at him, at the question. ]
See what?
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The shadow of the dead angel would linger this next time, for long enough that Shadow would be able to identify that it was definitely something, and not just a trick of the light thrown into the corner of his eye. ]
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He crouches there, trembling, pretending not to see them. ]
If I can't see them, they're not there. It didn't happen.
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After a few moments, he tilted his head up sharply, and all but glared at him. ]
You should get back. I'll only hurt you too.
[ So uh, about those dead angels... ]
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[ As he speaks, Castiel's tone shifts from his own into a sibilant hiss, as though it were many different voices speaking at once. ]
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[ Inside his mind, the angel is faltering. That's what he wants too, but the Leviathan that control him have twisted things. Nothing is quite how it ought to be. Killing the angels...it made him feel sick inside, no matter how persistently the voices insisted that it was right. ]
Do you disagree with our methods?
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[ Another angel lands in the garden. Her wings, like Castiel's, are invisible, and she looks around in fear, and then back to him in defiance. Castiel steps forward, ignoring Shadow as he moves toward her. ] Arystiel. You're either with me or against me. Look around you. Make your choice wisely--to serve your new God, or die with your brothers and sisters. Which will it be?
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[ She looked at him defiantly, in earnest. ]
Please, you have to stop this. You have to stop all this killing. Whatever it is that's making you do this... It isn't you.
[ Castiel shook his head, slowly, eyes narrowing. Inside, he was begging for it to stop, but it didn't stop. He stepped closer to her, until they were almost level. ]
I remember when we were both newborn, playing with you beside the great ocean, and counting all the grains of sand on the beach. There weren't so many of them, even the oceans hadn't been there for very long. I thought that perhaps you, at least you, would choose to side with me. But I see I was wrong. I am so sorry, sister, but I have no room in Heaven for you, and those like you. I have no time for those who will not obey me absolutely.
[ She began to try and beg again, but Castiel clicked his fingers, and she cried out, white-gold light exploding inside her, spilling out of her eyes, her mouth, before she collapsed into the fresh space on the ground made for her. Black wings scorched the earth where she fell, leaving burn marks in the grass, and Castiel stood over her, still again. ]
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[ He turned toward Shadow, as though he was unsure why he was even there, perhaps for the first time. He gave his head a sharp, uncertain shake. ]
I can't allow them to undermine me. I'm doing this for Heaven, to fix it. It's all been broken for so long, and we have a plan. We know how.
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[ He took a single step closer, moving over a body lying on the floor, stepping in the shadow where wings had been. He tipped his head, looking curious, and cold. ]
A little bit of understanding. A bit of-- [ He gestured toward his chest. ] --respect.
Still, this is a private moment, don't you think? [ He raised his hand, placing it on Shadow's forehead to banish him forcefully from the dream. ] Get out.