eswareinmal | Action: but you never tire of dreams

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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"No, no!" The teeth seem to grin, almost.

"In fact, I have come to help!"

Faolan's head comes up and hope gleams faintly in his eyes. "Really?"

"I can tear this room in half," he declares proudly, seeming to grow at the words.

"If that is what you'd like."

"In half? How?"

"My mighty claw can score the very earth," he declared, though he could not display his claws in this form. They were more a metaphor than anything anyway.

"And my teeth can cut through anything!"

"Have a lot of teeth," Faolan agrees, looking far less scared than previously.

"What do you say, little cousin?" He twists across the room towards the door.

"Shall I destroy this prison you've made for yourself?"

The answer was a whine. "Faolan didn't make! Bad men put here!"

"Yes of course! My apologies!" But Coyote knows that isn't the truth.

Faolan gets up on his knees. "Can really help?"

It would be just like the scientists to make him think there was hope and then lock him up somewhere stronger. Or to make him think he was escaping only to find himself in a lab.

He laughs again, a loud bark of laughter, and then bares his teeth. Watch and learn, little cousin. What can possibly be perceived as his mouth stretches to consume the entire room, and suddenly the world is sliced clean in half mere inches to the boy's left.

Faolan tumbles to his right, yelping in surprise. He gets to his knees, looking at the slice with wide eyes.

Coyote laughs, standing (or floating, or whatever it is he's doing) back to examine his work.

Faolan crawls closer, peeking over the edge to see what's there.

Perhaps he cut a hole to the outside, or perhaps he cut the fabric of the boy's mind itself and nothing awaits them but the dark abyss.

"You're free now, little cousin!"

"Where does it go?"

"Where do you think it goes?"

Faolan looked at Coyote in confusion. "Wouldn't ask if knew...."

"And I wouldn't tell you if I did!" He cackles manically.

"Why not?" Faolan asks plaintively.

"It is not in my nature, little cousin~" He ripples playfully.

"Go on, find out for yourself!"

Faolan leans out over the edge of the abyss, peering into darkness. The edge under his hands cracks, and he falls headlong into it, too shocked to do more than gasp.

He falls for what seems like forever, and lands on green grass.

Coyote follows, slowly and utterly in control.

He will watch, and wait.

Faolan rolls in the grass for a while, laughter eventually ringing out and bringing people near. He stops abruptly, then looks up.

It wasn't scientists as he had feared, but the smiling, dark haired man and woman make his eyes widen. He turns, searching for Coyote.

"Is Faolan dead?" he asked, voice worried. "Is that where you came from?"

Coyote cackled madly.

"Close, but not quite!"

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