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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-01-16 10:54 pm

I can feel the madness slowly creeping in...

It is that time again, meatship.

Once again, the King of Nightmares has deigned to spread his touch to all of your dreams.

This time, however, he has decided to give them a much more personal touch, sending his very own children to visit each and every one of you, slowly sowing the seeds of madness within all of you.

Such a kind and loving king he is, isn't he?

[ooc: Alright folks, Nightmare King is ramping things up a bit. These nightmares are a good bit more dangerous now, and he's sending in his minions to make things a little more real. The nightmares will be of a much more serious nature this time, designed to start driving the crew slowly insane. Characters are more likely to run into nightmare minions in the guise of someone or something that will tug at the edges of their sanity. Also, this time, the characters can have joint dreams, as these nightmares are of a more mystical nature this time. Once again, tagging in isn't mandatory, but if you want to, go crazy (literally)!]

[Additional Note: Any injuries won't be carrying over to real life at this point in the plot but don't worry, we'll get there eventually!]

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-01-18 09:20 pm (UTC)(link)
It didn't matter if Fletcher clung to him or not, because he would have pulled him into his arms anyway. The bravado from the last time was long gone, replaced with silence, his arms wrapped tightly around his brother, and the faintest shaking of his shoulders. He didn't trust himself to say anything without his voice cracking, and that would only rattle Fletcher even more.
greennotgold: (r // Being protected)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-01-18 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Fletcher was too shaken to even question the fact that Russel was being so open right now. All he wanted was to just cling to him, maybe forever.

But he needed reassurance. It was muffled by his positioning, but he asked, "It's-- it's all true, right? They're all gone."

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-01-18 09:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He swallowed hard before he answered. "...I don't know." He didn't want to admit it either. "But it's not your fault, okay? Remember that."
Edited 2010-01-18 21:30 (UTC)
greennotgold: (I don't want this)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-01-18 09:37 pm (UTC)(link)
The tremble in Russel's voice bothered Fletcher. It cut through his own guilt and trauma, and he realized he wasn't the only one who'd had a nightmare tonight. He clung more tightly. "Wh-why'd Stacy bring us here, anyway?"

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-01-18 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
How he wished he could know that. In a different context, he'd let his arrogance make the answer to that question, but he wasn't particularly feeling like that part of himself. The exact opposite, actually. "I don't know..."
greennotgold: (r // Desperation)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-01-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
I want to go home. No-- that wasn't right. There was no home to return to. Only if the crew could stop the Ohm, then maybe... But it wasn't as though Fletcher could really help with that. "Don't wanna go back to sleep," he mumbled.

[identity profile] just-like-daddy.livejournal.com 2010-01-19 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't exactly blame him. "Let's go see if there's a library around here." He just didn't want to think about this anymore.
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[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-01-19 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmn." If Russel wanted to, that was fine. He'd do whatever it took to get his mind off things.