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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-08-09 07:07 pm

Event | Landfall | Dreaming

Characters: Any and every!
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The realm of Dreaming as accessed via Sinbrilee
Situation: Dreaming is but one of the three realms and here characters are subject to their fanciful thoughts.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!

Sinbrilee | Dreaming | Death


Life. Dreaming. Death. Three realms overlaid upon one another and yet each distinctly their own. They dwell in Life and do so live upon the back of the great turtle as those of Sinbrilee did upon the shell of his sister. However, there stand numerous arches of marble throughout the ruined city that are inlaid with runes beyond understanding. Those that live and breathe which step through those whose runes glow with faint, iridescent light tread instead into the realm of Dreaming.

Here, there exists no single defining characteristic beyond the visitor's imagination. The landscape sculpts to their individual thoughts, the events to their dreams. From a drab gray nothing to the most brilliant of displays, the senses perceive all that they wish to perceive for all that nothing here truly exists. This far from Tu Vishan, the ability to shape their surroundings is all they have, for Sinbrilee's Dreaming does not have the energy to sustain powers, only the bodies of those that dwell here.

Should two parties near, then the Mesh begins. Dreams, you see, not only can be shared, but they strive to be. These visions sculpted into reality reach out for one another and blend. They begin an exchange akin to a linking of the minds, within which one visitor can learn the other's deepest thoughts. Their limitation is but compatibility, for two minds that cannot flow upon the same current cannot hold the Mesh.

Happiness or loss, the landscape and events play out memories and fancies with a most convincing air. The mood rises and falls with the tide of the visitor's mind, detached as they are from the soothing influence of a great turtle's mind. Nothing here, however, is real; 'constructs' simply fade if taken through the archways and even the greatest scientific minds or tools will reveal nothing of its source. This is an ancient magic of an ancient realm, long practised in concealing itself from any prying.

Note: Due to the fluid and highly individual nature of Dreaming, no official subheaders will be provided in the comments of this post. Feel free to post and thread however you like, so long as the rules of Dreaming are adhered to.
heartofgraces: http://brilliant-cataclysm.com/toggroovychat.html (66)

[personal profile] heartofgraces 2013-08-23 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
I would have absorbed all of Ephinea's core and deprived the planet of all it's life to create a world where no one would ever betray me or ...my host at the time, ever again.

[Lambda's tone is fairly flat, and he crosses arms over his chest to look at Tony. Asbel just...sighs into his hands.]

...He'd been hunted and hurt for a thousand years.
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[UH. He recoils a little, because this is galactic levels of bad and generally when faced with that kind of problem he runs to the Avengers who have better cosmic experience. Now, yes, he's had a few bouts with galactic threats, but he still rates them far above his usual solo fights. Asbel just waved that whole thing off like a pro.]

But he gave up now? You aren't trying to destroy the world?

[He's impressed.]

What changed?
heartofgraces: (I really love you)

[personal profile] heartofgraces 2013-08-23 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I trusted him.

[And to Asbel, it's simple as that, and he smiles. The hill seems to fade, into a vast expanse of shallow water, glowing with the soft light; Asbel's inner consciousness. In the distance, a great glowing power stands across from an image of Asbel; this is a memory Lambda doesn't block Tony from seeing.

Asbel holds a hand out to the power, but whatever he says doesn't come through, at first.

"...And if I refuse?"

"Then, I'll take your hand."
]


No one else had ever believed in him.
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
It's never that simple.

[He looks from Asbel to Lambda, trying to make sense of this. Then one of them shows him the memory and his eyes go to that. He's still frowning, watching the scene play out doubtfully, because since when has offering to be someone's friend ever stopped someone from wanting to destroy the world? It's never that easy.]

What are you, anyway? A dispossessed god or...?
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[personal profile] heartofgraces 2013-08-23 06:46 pm (UTC)(link)
I was created from samples of Ephinea's Lastalia core.

[Asbel looks back over to Tony.]

...It is that simple. Imagine if you had nothing, and no one believed in you...wouldn't it make all the difference if someone was still willing to?

[He pauses, and looks off into the distance.] If I had been alone like Lambda was...I might have turned out a lot like he did. It was only because I had friends like Richard and Sophie that I didn't. So I took Lambda with me. I wanted to show him...he didn't have to be lonely anymore.

...Well, it took him a little while to believe me about that, but he's never turned on me.
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Would it?

[His answer is short because he's not comfortable with this question. With the potential outcomes they're starting to bring in.]

I believed in plenty of people where it never made a difference. If anything, it just made them worse. No offense.

[The last part is to Lambda himself, because he's not talking about Lambda per se. He's just taking in the plan and finding all of the potential holes in it. Just believing that a person can be better isn't insurance.]

It's not that I don't understand how people can be. And I'm glad you two managed to work things out, but... this is really your solution? What if something happens to you?
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[personal profile] heartofgraces 2013-08-23 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
...When I die, you mean?

[Not 'if', but 'when'. Asbel's more than aware of his own mortality.]

Tony, it'll be alright.
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 07:17 pm (UTC)(link)
You don't know that.

[He does turn to Lambda after that. It's the kind of answer he wants from the source himself.]

What happens? What if someone tries to kill him?
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[personal profile] heartofgraces 2013-08-23 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
I protect him, as I have before. My power doesn't lie only in the destruction of things.
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 07:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[This dream is one big headache. He doesn't understand how the two of them can exist like that. Sure, he can see Asbel befriending some... weird galactic core. Okay. But the power is still there. The potential for damage is there. And he's not comfortable just trusting Lambda will always decide to do the right thing. Partly because he just doesn't know him that well. He closes his eyes against it.]

I didn't... mean it that way. [Yes, he did.] This is just a lot to take in. When you said you had a friend, I didn't think you meant a, uh, power entity.
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[personal profile] heartofgraces 2013-08-23 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
His body was destroyed. I guess Pascal could make him a new one but, um, her design aesthetic is...

Hideous.

[Lambda--the purple-eyed Asbel Lambda--shifts and wavers until now, he's a small, white-haired doll with red eyes, staring up at Tony.

Nothing more than a child.]


Eventually, I guess we'll have to get him his own body. I won't live forever.
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's enjoying it. It's that happy family scene that he doesn't know, of course he's fascinated by it. That, and he doesn't know all that much about Arthur, so this is like politely getting into his business. What's not to enjoy?

Except the scene keeps hitting that sad note. He doesn't know why, but it seems like Arthur keeps holding onto the moment a little too tightly. Maybe he's just imagining it. After all, he is invading.]


I thought it was yours. [He answers that honestly, smiling at little Artie's babbling on his father's lap. That part is sad. Tony can at least hazard a guess as to why.]

Yeah. I took a wrong turn. Are you going to be okay in here?
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not pretending.

[He's a little cold when he says that. He's so tired of all of the bullshit surrounding him. What he is or isn't thinking. What he's like. And this hallway just seems to be a constant reminder of that. At first he'd felt better when he met up with Richard, but having him around seems to make him feel worse now. Like he's being watched; accused of things that he doesn't even know about. On some level he must know what he's doing, because he refuses to look directly at the mirror that displays the gruesome scene.]

Are you worried, Richard?

[He hears it. Or maybe he doesn't. Maybe all of those things floating around them float right by Tony's conscious mind. But whether he recognizes what he's hearing or not, they have an effect. He turns back on Richard directly, and when he does something unseen behind the folding maze seems to shudder. It almost sounds like a laugh.]

Don't be. We're going to get out as long as we keep looking straight ahead. These things... they're not even real. Right?
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[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 08:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[And that gets Tony to draw back. Not really in fear, but he's startled by the change.]

I see what you mean.

[He sees, and he doesn't like it.]

You're really okay with this?
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[personal profile] oathwalk 2013-08-23 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Right.

[Richard agrees, but he knows this feeling. He knows what it's like when something wants him gone.

Tony's voice is cold. There were choices that didn't seem right. He can't tell where anything is coming from. What did he mean by 'pretending'?]


I . . . I think I'm hearing things. Tony, what did you mean by—

[A harsh crack to the left interrupts what Richard was trying to say, and Richard quickly turns to the mirror where something is trying to get out.]
andaway: ([Look around])

[personal profile] andaway 2013-08-23 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"You don't know because there would be no reason for it. I'm not even the Superman from your world, so I wouldn't even be brought there.

This is the turtle, Zatanna. Not Fate's helmet."
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You are horrible.

[personal profile] definingfuture 2013-08-23 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Not yet. I just want to see something.

[The weird echo makes him pause, but Tony still holds his ground. A dream is just a dream, whether they are in it or not. He's not completely new to this. He's done it before. As long as he doesn't panic, they'll be fine.

They'll be just fine. He can handle his own damn mind, at least.

Part of whatever this vision belongs to Asbel, but Asbel is a nice guy. He trusts him as much as he trusts anyone he's met on Tu Vishan. It's a little disconcerting that he's hearing strange voices now, but how bad could it get?]
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[personal profile] duelkatana 2013-08-23 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Leonardo hesitates a moment. His gaze breaks away from Splinter to glance at the lit candles surrounding him, and then at the ceiling, where rays of sunlight peek through the darkness. Then, sheathing his swords, he steps out of the circle, crossing the dim room to where his double and alternate-universe father stand waiting expectantly for him.

His insides are still frozen with overwhelming astonishment at the scene before him, but the warmth in Splinter's soft amber eyes and the giddiness of his trans-dimensional twin seem to melt away his inhibitions. Leonardo reaches his double first, and without really thinking, offers his wrist towards that large, outstretched hand for it to take. When he's led closer to the Sensei in the room, his eyes widen minutely at the sheer height and presence the aging rat has. He truly seems larger than life.

Leo feels like he's a tiny kid again, staring up at his then-towering father. There's nothing but unabashed reverence in his gray eyes as he regards Hamato Yoshi with the stupefaction of an awed child.

Suddenly he seems to find himself; Leonardo straightens, hands coming together and leaning forward into a deep, ceremonious bow. He stays in position even as he finally manages to speak, the slight tremble of excitement in his voice betraying him.

"Sensei... this is... it's an honor."
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[personal profile] duelkatana 2013-08-23 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
As dreams often shift without the question of logic being posed, so do its denizens; Leonardo stands slowly as the mud turns to hard stone, listening to the sounds of buzzing insects melt into the roar of a crowd funneling in from all sides. This time, alarm bells do go off in his head - he's somewhere he isn't supposed to be, with people who aren't supposed to see him - but even that is second to the immediate threat of the boulder flying directly his way.

He can see it coming towards him, though not with his eyes; it's the thrust of splitting air, the vibrations in stone and bodies lighting up his mind like wildfire. He pivots to the right, feeling sharp wind cut into his plastron as the rock whizzes by, missing him by mere inches. Leonardo's brow furrows as his head tilts in the direction of his attacker - he still can't see, and he's fought blind before, but that was different.

"Okay... that one wasn't half-bad either."

Then a semblance of continuity returns to him, and he dares to take his focus off of the gigantic man for a second to search for the little girl who was with him moments ago. "Kid! You still with me?"
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[personal profile] elevenoutoften 2013-08-23 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, well... I'm doing it anyway.

[Because he really wants to. And he really doesn't fancy losing Clara in a jungle and having to explain that to everyone later. Or having it on his conscience. And the list really does go on from there, actually, so many reasons.]

Clara?

[As he gets closer, he pushes the large leafy branch out of the way and smiles when he catches sight of his missing companion. Of course that smile soon wavers when the branches behind her start to rustling. Okay, time to run. Reaching out, he grabs her hand, making a move to try and get the hell away from whatever that was.]

Running would be a very good plan right now!
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[personal profile] bonvivant 2013-08-23 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Who are you trying to convince? [He takes another bite of the food.]
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[personal profile] givenanonymity 2013-08-23 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not trying to convince anyone of anything.

[No, now he's just getting angry.] I'm telling the truth. I'm a good cop and if I've killed people then they deserved it.

[He stares. Daring the other man to challenge him and through the mists a woman screams. Sharp. Piercing.

Hoffman is on his feet in a heartbeat that's Angelina...

The question is. Is it something that only he can hear?]
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[personal profile] kelpful 2013-08-24 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
Percy nods, moving easily through the trees. He has to stop a couple of times, like he's not entirely sure where he's going, but he manages to pick a direction and move on confidently enough each time.

"Yup, that's him." He laughs at the face Frank makes, clapping him on the back. "Compared to Arion, he's pretty much the nicest magic horse you'll ever meet. It'll be fine, promise."
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[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-24 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
"But how? This...this is what it looks like inside. Just the darkness. And me. How can we be on the Turtle and in here?"
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[personal profile] wintershepherd 2013-08-24 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ He will rock the rainbow snowcone hair all day long, tyvm. ]

Mhm, we sure are. Do you like heights?