Action: but you never tire of dreams

[ofthebeast]

Characters: Any willing dreamers
Open? Yes
Where: In your minds
When: After the party
What: Part two of the dream plot!
Warnings:


The party went on, with the beast's head on display. A proud, twisted thing. Behind false ruby eyes, it waited. And as the music became slower and the wine less plentiful, it waited still.

Those who had gazed upon it at the ball. Those who had seen it once living in the forest. All heroes who dared to look upon its face and dream still that they would be able to live another day...

There are all sorts of ways of living. In waking. In sleep. Perhaps, now, they would find one in between.

(ooc: Feel free to keep tagging into the party post! Once your characters go home and go to sleep of their own accord, that is when the dreaming will begin. Remember, it is up to you to set up what kind of world your character is trapped in and how best to help them. Plotting post is here, make use of it!

The beast's power will wane once the bulk of the dreamers have escaped his curse. If your character was not at the party but you still want to involve them in the dream plot, that is fine! They can either help get people out or have seen the beast wandering in the woods before it was killed and have caught its attention that way.

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[shiromadoushi]

Its familiar. The hallway, apartments with well known numbers, the huge lounge across the hall, the city view, the scamper of paws, the warmth of voice in the apartment and down the hall. Hearing his brothers in the living room talking about Duel Monsters, the familiar sound of swearing over foot ball in the lounge, the low barking of the dog that had started so small and gotten so big, the warmth of knowing who was just below his feel, and that if he only just reached out with a thought, his best friend would come curiously out to see him.

They were all there. They would always be there. No one would take them away, no one would take him away. This was his family. The friends he had spent almost three years with, forged tight friendships with, shared tragedy and victory with.

This was home. The dent in the stairwell, the yellow stain on the carpet, the lock on the door across the hall that looked like it led to a vault... The floor he knew almost every room of, had lived in two apartments of, full of every friend who had ever had met in that crazy place.

But some of the details were blurry. The voices had no sources, the footsteps were left by ghosts. Shadows lurked where they should be light, and the sounds flickered in and out of existence. But if he ignored it, if he held tight to what he wanted to be, what he needed to have be...

It would be real, wouldn't it...?

[canistricari]

From nowhere, a cutting voice calls out.

"How sweet!"

But then it hasn't come from nowhere. It has come from everywhere, and Coyote is everywhere. Next to every shadow, in the corner of his eye, a being with no true shape but billions of razor sharp teeth watches and laughs.

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura blinks, turning. "Hiruma-kun?" he calls, curious. Who else would have teeth like that? Not that Hiruma ever lurked in shadows... for long.

[canistricari]

He laughs madly, that familiar barking, animal laugh.

"Try again~"

[shiromadoushi]

Again, a clueless blink as Bakura looks around, trying to find the source of the voice. "I don't know... Who are you?"

[canistricari]

He comes up from behind, filling the space around him and seeming to stretch into every corner.

"Who indeed! I am Coyote."

... wait, is this the first time they've interacted? How did this happen (lol)

[shiromadoushi]

"Coyote...?" Bakura repeats, curious. "I don't think I know anyone named that..."

some horrible magic, I'm sure.

[canistricari]

"I never said you did!" He laughs again, and then starts to yip like a coyote at the moon.

[shiromadoushi]

"...then why did you expect me to know who you were? And how did you get here?" Bakura asked, still more curious than anything else.

[for_that_i_run]

The loud swearing from the lounge, hmm, curious...

"What is 'football' exactly?"

There is a stranger in your peaceful world, who fortunately for him, has not met Hiruma yet.

"It must be very... competitive?"

[shiromadoushi]

"The way Hiruma-kun plays it, un," Bakura nodded with a laugh. "It's a sports game, two teams that go against each other to get the ball over the goal line. It's pretty intense!"

[for_that_i_run]

Eagle accepted the explanation with a nod before indicating the rest of the building with a wave of his hand.

"And the rest of this place? I don't remember any place like this on that world we were taken to."

[shiromadoushi]

"What, Hell Towers?" Bakura laughed. "This is your first time coming over, isn't it? Aaa, sorry, sorry, I had forgotten!"

[for_that_i_run]

"They really call it..." Eagle chuckled. "But, you seem so fond of it. Why would it be named after a place like that?"

[shiromadoushi]

"Hiruma-kun renamed it. Every thing he names is like that, devil this or hell that. Unless it's swearing," Bakura smiled.

[for_that_i_run]

"But just where is this place? If you look out of the windows you can't see the castle at all."

It had to be near that village right? It was the biggest village around.

[shiromadoushi]

"Castle?" Bakura blinked. "There's no castle in Brooklyn...."

[folklorist]

Helios finds himself in a hallway looking around curiously and he can't help but start forward looking down the hall and making his way towards somewhere he doesn't know. He hears voices coming from a lounge so that's where he'll head first. His movements shaky, stunted, but he's drive by curiosity all the same.

"H-Hello?"

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura appears in the doorway, looking out into the hall at the call. "Hey! You came! Good timing, I just finished up the anpan, want to try one?"

[folklorist]

Helios blinks startling in his looking around and then smiling at the offer. "Oh! Ah. C-Certainly. I'd love to try one! Anpan...that's a japanese sweet roll isn't it?" Helios is the connoisseur of sweets there is no sweet he has tried!

[shiromadoushi]

"Un!" Bakura nodded, "Sweet bread with anko-- aah--red bean paste in it," he explained, ducking back into the lounge and heading for the restaurant worthy kitchen in it. The entire lounge seemed to be an exercise in excess, made from having gutted out two large apartments, one wall was completely taken up by a giant aquarium that housed a shark, an impossibly large flat screen TV dwarfed the couches set up in worship around it, and the opposite side was an arcade, stuffed with an impressive amount of games, video and otherwise.

With a very comfortable motion, Bakura sat down on one side of the kitchen counter where the plate of fresh buns rested. "They might be a little warm inside still, so be careful when you bite in," he smiled, picking on up and taking a careful nibble.

[folklorist]

Helios takes in his surroundings with awe. He's seen apartments and rather wealthy mythica inhabits living in them but this was quite impressive, nothing he's ever seen before. He'll peer into the shark tank moving away slightly startled when it swims by him. He composes himself enough to let out a small laugh as he follows Bakura into the kitchen.

"This is a lovely place you have." He takes a seat then taking one of those anpan and biting into it. Oh. Helios makes a pleased noise, his expression one of happiness. "These are delicious!"

[shiromadoushi]

"It's Hiruma-kun's place," Bakura corrected with a smile, looking bashfully pleased at the praise of his cooking. "And it really is pretty impressive! Hiruma-kun really doesn't do anything in halves. He knocked out two apartments to build this!"

[folklorist]

"Hiruma...a friend of yours then? Ah, well, it's very nice what he's done with the place. N-Not that I can say much l-living in a castle and all." Helios laughs sheepishly at the admittance. He is certainly no interior designer, not at all!

"Did you help him? With, with setting everything up?"

[shiromadoushi]

Bakura shook his head. "Hiruma-kun did it all himself. Pretty amazing, ne?" he smiled, reaching for a second anpan. "A castle, huh? Aaaa, must be nice!"