Is Your Love Strong Enough? Part 2 - Personal Interwoven Soulcatchers

[cityship]

Following you awakening and talking with a few of the members through the communication systems by way of the three kind people who had awakened her, Nezaitben realized how the crew was stuck in a terrible mess.

So many of them felt sad and depressed. Considering the entire ship, it wasn't too hard to see why. The next day, there had been an unusual amount of magical flowers spreading all over the ship. Nothing that damaged the controls (she might be naive in the way humanoids were, but Nezaitben was no fool either) but they were found in the most unexpected of places. Her own awakening area was now blooming in a flower paradise, the wooden palace standing proudly on top, the smell and pink cherry blossom strong enough to carry through most of the central city area where most people resided.

Yet the ship was still sad.

This would not do.

That night, or what passed as a night for in the ship, Nezaitben took to the 'sky', letting pieces of her own essence fall on top of the sleeping populace, or those that were not sleeping finding themselves feeling the need too. Enveloping the ship into a peaceful slumber, she searched their dreams. The powers granted to her by the pantheon of gods in her homeworld allowed Nezaitben to weave a series of dreamcatchers giving her the ability to see those whose hearts connected true.

These noble souls would do. Lead by example had always been her philosophy. She would give them a great gift - communication with each other in a single body, allowing them to share everything together. Their two soulcatchers were woven together that night into a single, grand ones, hanging in the garden's trees.

A few minutes later, the empty husks of the bodies that weren't being used showed up at her palace. With a smile, she welcomed them like her own children and began to dress them for their task.

That morning, some of the crewmen would wake up to a strange surprise...and that would just be the beginning of a long, strange misunderstanding and young gods trying too much to please everyone.

[OOC - Just a few rules. Keep in mind the listed rules. You can all start your own threads of waking up in the bodies of others. If you feel like leaving a 2nd post for other people to intact with them, start a reply to your own first post with OPEN header. That way everyone else will know where to post and if you don't feel like having an open interaction post right away, you won't have to!

There will also be another post for all the soulless characters to go around spreading joy and love, so look forward to that too!]

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[newyorkbynight.livejournal.com]

"I'm going as fast as I can," she reminded him, sensing his exasperation and trying her best not to return it. She didn't want to spoil the moment - the simple and comfortable moment of understanding - that had come when Goliath had realised that she worried about him just as much as he worried about her,

"Maybe. But I have a feeling that Puck sticks to what he knows he liked."

And he knew that he liked toying with them. If nothing else, they were from the same world.

[not_the_philistine]

I do not mean to rush you.

But they had long since passed the time where Goliath would have scooped her up so they could move at his pace. Of course, this was an impossibility.

This does not feel like his work, but we can't rule out the work of Fair Folk. If -

Goliath didn't finish the thought, as up ahead of them, his body strolled into view, walking around in broad day light.

Not to mention covered in flowers and gold lame, as well.

"What?"

Elisa's body skidded to a halt as Goliath stopped her to stare in disbelief.

[newyorkbynight.livejournal.com]

Even if her emotions and motor functions had been independent of Goliath's, Elisa would have stopped in her tracks to gaze in sheer disbelief at the sight in front of her. In front of them.

"What the ..?"

She trailed off, stunned. It wasn't just the fact that it was the middle of the day. It was the combination of flowers, gold clothing and messages of peace and love that really confused her.

"Jalapeno!"

I guess we've found you.

[not_the_philistine]

Nothing about this made sense. Not seeing himself walking around without the consciousness that made him himself, whether day or night or under any circumstances, ridiculous or not.

Whatever consciousness was piloting Goliath's body, their exclamations had gotten its notice, and the gold-clad gargoyle bounded over with an expression of excessive joviality.

"Receive with joy the message of hope, little friend! Turn that frown upside-down! Love and peace are ever all around you!"

With a beaming smile, the gargoyle laid a wreath of flowers on Elisa's hair. Goliath's silence in the back of Elisa's mind was the silence of shock beyond words.

Elisa, we have to keep going.

CLEARLY it was urgent beyond emphasis.

[newyorkbynight.livejournal.com]

She hadn't been frowning, as such. She'd been too busy staring at him for that, her mouth all but hanging open. Her own shock - or was it a combination of their feelings? - was just as palpable.

Carefully, she reached up and plucked the wreath of flowers out of her hair, crushing flower petals between her fingers. She was angry. Not just shocked. Angry. That was Goliath's body and, no matter what it was being used for, it wasn't under the control of the person who should have been using it.

"Good idea."