Somewhere in a Dream...

[DarkTalon]

OOC:

mutual respect in RPGs 101

1. no sneek kill: You Dont kill some ones guy with out promision ( Rule has not been Broken)

2. Gamer certisy: if you post for some one els Let them post for you Tit for tat ( this One Not Broken So far.)

3. No fals buggen: if you have problem mack sure it Aint Your Falt First (Broken by Chronicler )

4 Dill in Privet : Solve problems With PM.( Toke Note Chronicler)

 

[Chronicler]

Calm down...

OOC: I apologise if I sounded offended and offended you in turn Faust. I know you didn't kill me, it just looked like you might in future. This was just my way of asking to bring the sword back. And no rules have been broken DarkTalon, by anyone, so don't worry about it.

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

OOC: Hey, no problem...

IC: I bite down hard, feeling the blade shatter in my jaws, and...the pieces dissolve to nothingness. An illusion!?! Yes, this mortal seems to have a few tricks up his sleeve. I can see the real sword still gleaming in his hands. Well, can't do anything about that now... Snapping my fangs for added effect, I pounce on the mortal.

 

[FireyRain]

An Attack!!

Running into the clearing where the NightMare and the other man fight, Isabel skids to a stop. She yells, trying to catch the NightMare's attention, "Hey, you sorry excuse for a bad dream! Come on and attack a mind more your strength!" Oh she hopes this works!! Only a moment for him to recover and counterattack, after that... who knows?

 

[faust]

DreamStalker

The shrill voice coming from behind serves only to irritate me. Without turning around, I locate its source - the female! Against all common sense, she has foolishly charged into our battle. I doubt I'll ever understand humans...Of course, my task isn't to understand humans, but to kill them.

Perhaps this foolhardy display of insolence is meant to divert my attention from my other prey? Obviosly, she fails to fathom the true nature of a nightmare - I can be nowhere, and I can be everywhere! Unlike man, I am not limited to any single form. I split my mind, materializing a second form out of thin air. A bulky knight in black armor that seems to eat light, my second form adavances on the girl, menacingly swinging a shimmering pitchfork. Meanwhile, my arachnid form continues its attack on the DreamHopper. This takes twice the effort, but allows me to kill two birds with one stone, so to speak. "You wanted something?" my knight-form rasps, edging towards the girl...

 

[FireyRain]

Isabel skids to a stop before the knight-mare, glancing over at the demon still attacking the other. She thinks quickly, "Yes. To you! All of you!"

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

My knight-form stops in front of the girl, a picture of utter patience. "Actually, I wouldn't bother if I were you. Your guardian is gone, and this second fool..." I glance over my shoulder at the battle raging behind us,"...seems as if he has suurendered to his fate as well. I believe that the dream is over for you. Permanantly."

 

[FireyRain]

Dream's End

"My dream? Over," Isabel asks, a brow quirked up slightly, "You are sadly mistaken." She lifts her chin, her eyes brightening with a small reserve of inner strength. She stands her ground against the NightMare.

 

[DarkTalon]

Lullabye

I Flatt In Dark Ness IAm not Just Some human Any More I Am the Same As the Night Mair That i Fight So What He Can Do i Can do he Attacks To Girl Be For I Re Appeir I Draw My Sword. I Than Matierell izz In Front OF The Kight-Mair " I Am Not Gone My Old Friend You'll leave long Be For me ." I Than Quikly rase My Sword in front of my face I Than Split in to Three. A Giant The Knight I AM And A Ruby red dragan " And As yo Can See What You Can Do i can Do Better."

 

[faust]

Dreamstalker

Well, who would've guessed? The guardian materializes between my knight-form and the girl. I should have sensed him coming. If only my mind hadn't been distracted by the task of controlling two beings...

"Welcome back to the DreamScape, fool. Now DIE!!!"
I raise my pitchfork high in the air, letting it fly at the giant...

 

[poohlive]

"What if they are?"
Bonny stared at him blankly, as if he had just told her she was standing in a tub of frogs. He nodded, urging her mind to at least make the jump.
Frank was a stubborn man, always trying to get people to listen and believe his ideas. Listening was one thing, believing...
Still, he loved talking about them to anyone.
With a shrug of her shoulder, she motioned him to continue.
"Ok, listen to me. From as far back as we can tell, dreams are nothing more than a psychological cleaning. Something to just relax the brain from it's normal function. Then, why are dreams so similiar? Why do people claim they've been in other's dreams?"
There were tons of theores Bonny could have spat out to easily take him off of this tangent, but even she was moved by his speech so far. Cursing herself, she let him go on.
"I think the subconscience is only a part of dreaming. In fact, I think all the dreams connect somewhere."
"Connect somewhere?"
"Yes, that could explain why someone would jump into another person's dream. It could be as easy as moving from one building to another. A collective subconscious made from every living being on this planet."
Now he was losing it. She smiled pleasently, taking her lunch to the other side of the cafeteria. As she stood, Frank noticed a few eyes wavering at him. His voice must have carried, as it often does in this place. People weren't very high on free thinkers around here.
Kind of ironic considering it was a labrotory.
With a deep sigh, Frank dropped his lunch into the trash and walked back to his little lab.
The theories were there, the experimentation nearly complete. If only he had a way of proving it all. It would be the biggest brakethrough since electricity.
Frank sighed, staring at Bubbles from beyond the glass. Bubbles had been sleeping for three days, and still no EKG signs at all.
Perhaps the dosage was interfereing with the dream?
He made a note of it, before getting back to the Young and the Restless. Charlene was about to come out of her coma, and Frank wanted to know if her unborn child's father is the retired circus clown who is her step brother, or the Colonel who she had the short affair with after he contracted amnesia and forgot he was married.
Ahhh, the real life.
No wonder people liked dreams so much.

 

[DarkTalon]

Lullabye

The Giant To The fork in the sholder I The Knight Lunged My sword In To The Night-Mair Dragon As My Giant form Took the pitch fork Out And Throu It At The Night-Mair . The Dragon Roared Loud ly As It Atcked With my At The Dragoon Night -mair