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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-02-06 12:58 am

Beyond the Walls of Sleep

Slowly but surely, the nightmares have been chipping away at the mental defenses of the crew.

Even those who attempt to stay awake to avoid the nightmares find themselves too on-edge to completely concentrate their defenses.

And the Nightmare King has not been idle during all this, no. He has been slowly feeding off the crew, gathering his strength so that he may yet break free from his prison.

And he now uses that new found power, reaching out to affect the minds of the crew even in the waking world. Even those avoiding sleep will find themselves drifting in and out of their nightmares, bringing everyone a taste of despair.

After all, no one can escape the grasp of the King of Nightmares.

No one.

[ooc: OH NOEZ. As you can guess, the Nightmare King is getting stronger. As such, the crew will start experiencing waking dreams. These are much more subtle than the normal nightmares, however, and are more so depressing and surreal than actually brain-breaking. Mostly they would be miserable versions of the character's normal life, or perhaps even their life on the ship.]

[identity profile] hatngartersnake.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Tell me about Valjean, Inspecteur."

The woman had very pale blond hair, and wore a blue dress with a pink shawl. There was something strange about her eyes, though. They were far too green.

After Dr. Brennan's reaction, Jeka had decided to ease her way in instead of simply trying to shock the dreamer out of the nightmare with her appearance.

[identity profile] asluciferfell.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Javert's head snapped around to look at her. "I am no Inspecteur, madame, I am a guard." He raises his eyebrow, taking in her odd clothing and appearance.

"What are you doing in Toulon, madame? It's no place for women." He sounds slightly disdainful, and apparently isn't going to answer her. He's clearly still a stubborn mule, police or no police.

[identity profile] hatngartersnake.livejournal.com 2010-02-15 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ahh, but I am a very unusual woman, an especially unusual woman by the standards you're familiar with." Jeka didn't entirely disagree that this was no place for a woman -- frankly, it was no place for any sentient. Yuck.

"You are in fact an Inspecteur, and you are not in Toulon anymore." Her eyes hardened and if Javert was paying attention, he'd notice that they didn't have any whites or pupils. "You are on board a trans-dimensional, sentient ship that calls herself Stacy. This," she gestured expansively at the walls and passages, "is the influence of the Nightmare King. You need to wake up, Inspecteur."

[identity profile] asluciferfell.livejournal.com 2010-02-27 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
He simply stares at her for a moment before snorting derisively. "I am not an Inspecteur, madame, nor am I a man of the police. I am a guard, and you, I believe, are infirm of the mind."

At least Javert's stunning personality is intact.

[identity profile] hatngartersnake.livejournal.com 2010-03-01 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
She reached out and caught his chin in her hand -- her grip was surprisingly strong, far stronger than her slender limbs would suggest.

"Believe what you will," she said. Her clothes rustled as they morphed into the uniform of a police inspecteur, and her face and voice changed until Javert was faced with a mirror image of himself. "But my mind is quite firm, and I know to whom I am speaking. Wake. Up."