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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.
leviathaned: (I have lost my innocence)

[personal profile] leviathaned 2013-08-25 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Sei looks back, twirls the bow idly in his fingers before drawing it across the strings to begin one of Debussy's sonatas.
alphatar: (Avatars have layers)

[personal profile] alphatar 2013-08-25 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Korra winced twice when he tried to complete a sentence. Even though this awkwardness was pretty standard for them, this may have been too sensitive a thing to ask for. But, she did warn him. The change from space back into the observation deck was startling and Korra felt like she was falling even though her feet were firmly planted. The shuttle they had just used was docked, as if it never left.]

I'm seventeen! [It wasn't anger, just frustration. Here she was, five years older than Aang had been when he had his romantic life put together with who would soon be her waterbending master, and she was just floundering.

She, successfully, pinched the bridge of her nose.
]

I warned you it was crazy, and you agreed.

[She was incredibly grateful that he excluded anyone else from the observation deck.]
Edited 2013-08-25 12:29 (UTC)
wingedwarrior: (it's only a flesh wound)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-25 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[She grins down at Zatanna, giving her a small fist bump. She might not be the wisest with kids, but she can learn.] I bet he'd be proud of you.
depicted: (I will never disappear)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-08-25 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
Fortunately, this one starts out slower for the piano. It gives Dorian the time he needs to catch up with a composer he had known less of. By the time more demands are made of the piano, he has harmony with the song.
backwordscompatible: (innocent smile)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-25 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[+1 awesome grown-up points, right there.]

I'll bet he'd be proud of me too.

So can we go rescue Daddy now?
leviathaned: (For this wisdom)

[personal profile] leviathaned 2013-08-25 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
Sei waits a moment, after the last few notes are drawn, before finally speaking, his voice low and honey-sweet in his relaxed state.

"...You're very good." It is, perhaps, the most genuine compliment Sei is capable of giving a person, but he doesn't expect that to be understood.
wingedwarrior: (you're still a jerk tho)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-25 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
[Score.] Sure. Do you have any idea where he could've gone?
backwordscompatible: (wallflower)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-25 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[A shrug is all the four-year-old can manage.]

I dunno.

We were 'sposed to go for taquitos.
browbeater: Ooooooh it's too real. (One thing before I graduate...)

[personal profile] browbeater 2013-08-25 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
There was some hesitation in Mako, before he looked back at what should have been his mother, but looking back was more of a life sized picture of her. He paused, seeming disappointed, before grabbing his brother's hand. "Quit asking strangers for help, mom'll be mad." He was matter of fact about his criticism, as he pulled him away.

He glanced back at Korra, though his brother looked unwilling to leave. Neither of them seemed to be quite tracking on the change in their mother, who seemed almost frozen in time, if not for an occasional movement, or twitch of her lips.
alphatar: (Apologetic Furrowed Please Stop)

[personal profile] alphatar 2013-08-25 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
Seeing Mako tug Bolin away wasn't too surprising to Korra, he had always been looking after his little brother. Turned out he was doing since he was still a little kid.

"Don't worry Mako, I think your mom is-" As she spoke, Korra looked over at their mother and furrowed her brow. "Ummm, she doesn't always do that, right?" she asked, though it was in a very concerned tone.
oathwalk: (087)

[personal profile] oathwalk 2013-08-25 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Richard talks in a gentle voice, coaxing out his friend. "In his diary, did you read anything from those seven years?"
una_persson: (pleased)

[personal profile] una_persson 2013-08-25 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
She's fascinated by the way he changes from one piece to the next; she is musical, to be sure, but she doesn't have that kind of gift. "No Schoenberg or Cage?" she teases. "Ah well—the Romantics seem to suit you best."

The comment about her singing makes her laugh. "Well, if you beg very nicely, I might oblige."
lineality: (look down)

[personal profile] lineality 2013-08-25 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Lin takes a deep breath, holds it for a moment before letting it out.

"They're not ashamed," she says at last, carefully. In the morning it is highly unlikely either of them will remember this--assuming, of course, this is a dream--and yet it seems very important to her that she say this to Toph. "They don't understand. They don't understand that you're no more helpless than anyone else--that you can see, that you're not as fragile as they think you are."

She frowns, her expression unseen. "Of course it's for your protection. They care about you very much. They don't know what you're capable of, but it doesn't mean they don't love you." And if it's stifling, she thinks, it's not about to last all that much longer.

"That said," she adds briskly, "you do sound pretty sick to me."
dunhaming: (better put a ring on it)

[personal profile] dunhaming 2013-08-25 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ She holds out a hand and gestures to a passing agent who wordlessly hands her a pair of gloves, which she passes him. ]

Put these on and you're good to go. We use 'em to be sure not to contaminate anything and also so we don't get contaminated. It'd be unfortunate if those turned out to be poisonous or have some sort of hallucinogenic and you started tripping on us.

[ She gives a small laugh at the memory. It's sort of funny in a really terrible way. ]
mrsarcastic003: (Excuse me?)

[personal profile] mrsarcastic003 2013-08-25 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
Tim nods. "I think so." It shouldn't be too hard to find where he'd come in, after all. It hasn't been that long, and he has a pretty decent memory. He steps past Costigan, bumping him lightly with his shoulder on his left side, indicating that he should follow him as he moves to the left.
dunhaming: (whose parrot is this?)

[personal profile] dunhaming 2013-08-25 05:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ She makes a face and waves her hand dismissively. ]

Of course not, but I wanted to.

[ Another blissful sip of coffee. ]

So what do you do with your life as the Spirit of Winter?
everylittlegirl: (a wee bit nervous)

[personal profile] everylittlegirl 2013-08-25 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
Hayley notices Percy's collection of the dagger, wondering if it has some significance. She figures he would explain if it was her business though and, quite frankly, she's still consumed trying to sort out the rest of what he's saying. The complete ease with which first Luke and now Percy talk about the gods is still difficult for her to get over, but she's trying.

"What war? The one Luke started?" Because she has no idea if there's been more than one war or what else would cause it.

To the descriptions of the differences between Greek and Roman gods, she lifts a hand to scratch idly at an eyebrow, an unconscious gesture when she's frustrated in her trying to think. "So.. are Poseidon and Neptune totally different? And are the kids kind of similar or are they totally different too? Like, if you had a brother, would they be a lot like you? And what about Thalia and Jason? Were they alike?"
constants: (can we have fangirl tuesdays?)

[personal profile] constants 2013-08-25 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ That puts her at a slight conundrum because while she does enjoy interacting with the Hulk, she also likes Bruce, and she wouldn't presume to put one before the other. They're different things to her. The Hulk is a little like Kincaid, silent and strong and simply there, while Bruce is genuinely and frighteningly someone she cares about. They're like apples and oranges to her. ]

I'm glad you're well. It would be nice to see you more as well. [ She thinks back to the first (and last) time they met. ] Perhaps with less structural damage, however.
constants: ([ y ] can i buy my dignity back?)

[personal profile] constants 2013-08-25 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
I think you will find I am quite opposite of silly.

[ Said with such an air of offense. Please. And yet, she stands up, a clear indication that she's willing to see what he has to offer. ]
constants: (i wish i was a coyote)

[personal profile] constants 2013-08-25 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's a noise, a sort of choked laugh that might be a sob. ]

My eternal weakness.

[ Said with a hint of bitterness. Sometimes she wishes she could burn her heart away, much as her mother wishes she could burn the Archive away. Her heart was too strong for the Archive, and Ivy's heart is too weak for the Archive. ]
constants: ([ y ] can i buy my dignity back?)

[personal profile] constants 2013-08-25 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ The Archive studies her impassively as she speaks, and then at the end gives a slow nod after a moment of consideration. ]

No, you are not wrong. I have not known a different life, have not had to struggle with the adjustment to this one. It is certainly in my favor in some ways. I do know the lives of the previous Archives so I am not completely unaware of what life could have been like.
imaginate: ([kyle] squint)

[personal profile] imaginate 2013-08-25 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
That's okay, my house has physics.

[He goes to the door, which has changed into a bright blue, with an ornate handle. Light is pooling in from the other side.]

C'mon!
constants: (i only remember singing)

[personal profile] constants 2013-08-25 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh man he is winning points in her book right here. Ivy has great appreciation for people who exercise their brain to the extent it can. ]

Why would a captain ever do it alone? Wouldn't there always be a crew around to assist?
depicted: (I've a hunger for the deviant)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-08-25 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Despite that ignorance to the depth of feeling behind it, Dorian still appreciates the compliment. Music means a world to him, too. "You play well yourself," he answers, beginning one of Chopin's nocturnes. "Thank you for joining me."
depicted: (and where you walked you always)

[personal profile] depicted 2013-08-25 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Schoenberg does have the merit of being a degenerate," he answers. He finishes off the solo piece and then gives her a pretty smile. "And I have it on good authority that my begging is very nice. So would you sing for me, please?"