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Entry tags:
- !plot: at the mountains of madness,
- aang,
- aeneas,
- arha masaari,
- billy cranston,
- blin,
- dean winchester,
- erwin fischer,
- fletcher tringham,
- gauron,
- hellion,
- inara serra,
- jaime reyes,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- kang,
- katara,
- kaylee frye,
- kelly-087,
- leon s. kennedy,
- loren,
- luis sera,
- lyle norg,
- malcolm reynolds,
- plays-in-traffic,
- rhiow,
- russel tringham,
- scarlet witch,
- sensor,
- sir sparhawk,
- sokka,
- spaurh,
- spider-man,
- stature,
- steve burnside,
- surge,
- zelda and sheik
Sweet Dreams Are Made of These
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.]
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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"You'll let them go, you'll try to saaave the bad guy like you always do--even though they don't deserve it."
Getting his second wind, the Other manages to land a few good punches in the face.
"But I guess it doesn't matter anyway. Even killing them won't bring B5 back, will i--"
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There is a flurry of punches, charged with blue energy.
"What--matters--is--I tried!"
A punch to the stomach.
"I tried. I tried to do it right, I tried to get to him. I tried."
A blast to the chest from his arm canon.
"And B5 would understand that, which is why that was a really stupid thing to do. Even though it is my fault, he was too good a person to blame someone else. That's how I know this isn't real. That's how I know it's a trick."
The Other tries to get up, but Jaime blasts him again. And again. And again. Tears stream down his cheeks, but he can't feel them because of the armor over his face.
"I'll get it wrong sometimes. People might die. I might die. But what matters is I tried. What matters is I'll always try."
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...It isn't even strictly alive.
"You're not allowed--to care--about them--little insects--all the little people--when you have the power--to kill stars--"
It's a dream-thing. One of the Nightmare King's servants.
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This...thing doesn't get to make him feel bad for feeling. It doesn't get to make him feel bad for being angry, for caring about people. It doesn't get to torture him with the things he's already torturing himself with.
It sure as hell doesn't get to trick him into feeling like a bad person, or feeling like the only way he can save people is to become one. Not a chance.
"That's exactly the time you should care about people, when you have the power to blow up stars."
Jaime powers ups his arm cannon again.
"I told a bad guy once, that the thing with us little people is there's a lot of us. And we will only be pushed so far. And some of us have--you know what? Why don't I just show you?"
CHAKOOM!
Particle cannons. Gotta love 'em.
He'd only blasted enough to knock the thing out, though. At least as far as he could tell. That means, he needed to end this.
"Scarab, can you wake me up?"
A jolt of adrenaline and the whole dreamworld fades with a rush of sound, and he's lying in his bed, starting up at the ceiling, sweating and breathing deep.