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.

Comments

[wheresmycoffee]

[[The ground rumbles a bit more before a sudden wave of earth lifts out of it to try and smack Coyote back and cover him.]]

[canistricari]

[ It doesn't seem to faze him, as he cuts through it like butter. The laughter never stops. ]

[wheresmycoffee]

[[growls under his breath, a pair of knives appearing in his hands before they go flying at the intruder]]

[canistricari]

[ The knives will go through him like mist, the rest of him flowing through the air like water. Sorry. Coyote is only as real in dreams as he chooses to be, and he is all too aware that this is a dream. ]

[wheresmycoffee]

[[With a sound of frustration, the child stills, glaring daggers]]

What the hell are you?

[canistricari]

I am Coyote! Ahahahahahaha!

[wheresmycoffee]

...

[[and he swears under his breath.]]

Of course. Of course mom has a fucking trickster god in her goddamned head.

[canistricari]

She's not the only one!

[ He ripples and grows with his laughter. ]

Such a cruel fate!