Sweet Dreams Are Made of These

[daemonomicon.livejournal.com]

Nighttime.

Or, at least, what passed for nighttime on the meatship.

A time when most of the crew was already fast asleep, dreaming away pleasantly throughout the night.

...Or, perhaps not. For you see, tonight, something particularly strange is happening.

Now it is not all that unusual for someone to have a nightmare, especially not on the ship.

Yet tonight, no one will sleep easily, for the Nightmare King deems it so.

Everyone's dreams will have a tinge of horror to them. Nothing so out of the ordinary to rouse one's suspicions, but at the same time, no one is left out.

Pleasant nightmares, meatship.

[ooc: And thus begins the start of the Nightmare King's spree of insanity. He's starting out subtle, of course. The nightmares won't be anything more than your run of the mill bad dream, but he is giving them to everyone. Posting in isn't mandatory, but if you want to have fun with your character's nightmare, go right ahead.]

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[akingredeemed.livejournal.com]

"Certainly not timid!" Khel replied, now laughing harder than before. The shaking was especially comical. Bringing himself up, he arched an eyebrow at Sheeana's admission of frustration. It seemed here, in the mindscape, the two of them were on much more even ground.

"I can understand thy frustrations." Then, changing tone, he smiled at Sheeana.

"Wouldst thou aid in the removal of my mail? 'Tis most inappropriate for such a location as this."

[worm-dancer.livejournal.com]

"Certainly, brave knight." Deft hands went to the laces and joints of the armor. And the fruits of the trees were not nearly so sweet as what happened at the roots.