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[((OOC note: This fourth wall is open to any character who would be game legal. If a character who posted here reserves or apps in September, these threads can be considered game canon as long as all involved agree. If a character doesn't app, for those in game already... wow that was a weird dream. Wait, what did you dream about again?))]


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For Jordan, still comatose after the magical mishap that had resulted in the first Misrecalled being summoned, it began with a dream. A dream so strong, that it had her stirring fitfully even in her current state; and eventually caused her to release an uncontrolled burst of magic.

For everyone else, unaware of what was coming, it began with falling asleep. Whether or not someone was tired before hand, whether they even could sleep, they simply fell asleep - or a reasonable facsimile - wherever they happened to be. Maybe they remembered falling asleep, maybe they didn't. But either way they suddenly found themselves in... a very strange place.

First all there was that they could see was a vast featureless plain in shining gold and silken draperies. But that was only a glimpse, for just by existing in this space, each dreamer warps it. Changes it. Not all at once, but bits, constantly changing between them and whomever they encounter. Each person brings with them bits of three places... where they had been last, a familiar place from memory, and whatever place they call home. But this is constantly changing and shifting, more so the more dreamers are present in any space. Before long, Bits of different landscapes, different environments, even different weather conditions will cover the landscape like some crazy patchwork quilt. Here a bit of a sunny, idyllic garden, there a section of shadowy, graffiti covered slum. To one side, a chunk of charming cobblestone streets under sunset tinged skies, to the other, a forest of towering trees, some of which seem to be moving. And glimpsed through the gaps between some of the odd terrain sections, some remainder of the poorly defined golden space, hung with colorful draperies could still be seen.

And the ground itself was not immune to the changes. While the ground on which they stood might seem stable enough, if someone walked more than a few paces in any direction, that could change. Solid ground could become shifting sand. Or water. Or a wall might suddenly appear to block their path. Doors might lead to places they definitely shouldn't or open to the edge of a sheer cliff. And if the complete lack of logic to the landscape wasn't enough of an indication that this was some sort of dream, then the unreadable signs would clinch it. Because any signs - or indeed, anything with writing on it that they didn't have on their person when they arrived - was covered with nothing but unreadable gibberish.

And it got even more surreal when a dreamer spotted anyone else in the dreamspace, or even looked at their own reflection - for each person appears in the dream in whatever way they see themselves. So someone with low self confidence might be short, someone with a huge ego might tower. If someone sees themselves as a horrible criminal who needs to repent, they might be in prison togs. If the change is dramatic enough people who know each other well might still fail to recognize each other within the dreaming.

Now normally such a bizarre dream might have been put down to stress, a meal that disagreed with them, or maybe indulging in some sort of illicit substance, but this clearly was no ordinary dream, if for no other reason than that in this dream, they weren't alone. The other people they encounter are not just figments of their imagination, and they too change the shared dream space.

Those already either on the Isle or in the kingdom of Auradon proper would find themselves all thrown together in the bizarre dreamworld. And that would have been strange enough. But more than the current populations of Auradon and the Isle could be found in this place. Maybe the faces where familiar. Maybe they weren't. But they definitely hadn't turned up in the physical world that was home to Ben and Mal. Yet anyway.

Given the extremely variable geography, exploring the area might be dangerous. At least as dangerous as anything in a dream could be. But investigating might help them find a way back to the physical world faster, for those who realize they are dreaming. Or they could just stand around and talk or complain about the latest bit of magical weirdness to happen to them and hope they woke up soon. Or they could go with it and enjoy the weird. It was their dream, after all. They could pretty much do what they liked. Or at least try to. Either way, they seemed stuck there for the present, for better or worse.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 08:15 (UTC)
motherofresistance: (Smile profile)
From: [personal profile] motherofresistance
"No, you're not," Leia agreed. "But you're not likely to get very far on your own in your current state."

Date: 17 Sep 2023 08:18 (UTC)
utauhoshina: (Ticked)
From: [personal profile] utauhoshina
"Will I get to keep it after?" she snapped. She was huddling behind her darker persona to keep herself from breaking down.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 08:21 (UTC)
kaylinneya: (WINGS!)
From: [personal profile] kaylinneya
"I finally get wings and I can't ocean wall well use them. And why the actual happinesses can't I curse?!"

Date: 17 Sep 2023 08:38 (UTC)
motherofresistance: (Serious)
From: [personal profile] motherofresistance
Leia was taking that as a 'yes' and took the girl's hand, holding it with a steady grip, but not one so strong that she couldn't pull it away if she wished. "Of course," she said gently. "Now all three of you, close your eyes. Breath deeply and listen to my voice."

She projected calm towards the frightened young woman, keeping her voice steady, soothing, almost rhythmic. "This space is a dream, and in dreams, your focus determines your reality. Right now, you're focusing on your fear. I want you to breathe deeply and try to picture that fear gradually flowing out of you with each breath, like water being poured out of a cup."

Date: 17 Sep 2023 08:43 (UTC)
windslept: Coloured by <user name=windslept> (Just as they've become a part of mine)
From: [personal profile] windslept
Sure. Tell me about 'em. I mean. I'll probably meet them while I'm here too, right? So.

[He probably should. Hear about her new friends so he will know of them when he comes across them himself? So when she mentions them he will know who she is referring to? He'd do the same in filling her in, if the roles were reversed. So he doesn't think anything of getting more information from her like this.]

Date: 17 Sep 2023 09:00 (UTC)
utauhoshina: (Harumph)
From: [personal profile] utauhoshina
"I'm not afraid, I'm never afraid," but she mumbled it rather than snapping on it, as the calm spread through her. Both the broken demon wing and the full angel wing vanished, which left enough room for Leia to pull her out.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 09:12 (UTC)
aquawayfinder: (Back into Battle)
From: [personal profile] aquawayfinder
She smiled and nodded. "Alright, let's start with Æn'ki, since that may be the most immediate. If for no other reason than he shows up without complaining more often than anyone else to morning lessons. He is a very kind soul and wonderful with animals. He is an empath who is working on his control and shielding. His wold, was being inundated with Darkness. Not just Unversed, but also Heartless and Nobodies. I would defeat one group and another would attack. Even their computer was infested. The only way to stop the Darkness from consuming his world, I had to seal it away. Æn'ki, and a few others, Rren and Khell, chose to come with me, even knowing they may never be able to come back. For Æn'ki he wanted to help others. Especially if any of his people were recompleated, he wanted to be on one of the hub worlds to help them adjust. He is soft spoken and does not like to be touched without inviting it, or without warning. But he works hard, and has offered to help us in our upcoming fight. He also, I'll admit, stopped me from trying to do something... I probably should not have done."

Date: 17 Sep 2023 09:31 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: a pretty, pale girl with black hair, dark makeup, pointed ears, and large dark eyes (soft smile)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
She gave a small squeeze back, seeming relaxed, and her smile only grew a bit about her eyes. "I'm glad," she said. "It's long been a haven for traveling fae... and I hope to make it so again one day soon. We're working on it... and I suspect word is already spreading. Or will soon, knowing--"

She paused; her tone had gotten... not quite sad. Wistful? There was a kind of quiet acceptance in it, about something she wasn't directly saying... but it was something else which had occurred to her, that'd made her reconsider her words before they left her. She looked back to Rren, smile almost a bit... mischievous?

"Well...."

A glance behind Rren, and a little nod: look that way?

That way, where previously the doorway to the hall had been empty, someone now stood. A someone who appeared at a glance to be in his 40s or even 50s, blond hair streaked with white... and not exactly human. He had the same subtle points to his ears that Mallia did, nearly hidden in the mop of his hair, and the same slightly-too-large irises, though his were a pale blue, rather than a dark purple. Where her dress was elegant and refined, his was peasant at best, though in good repair, all browns and greens, something that would only help him blend in, if he were to step into the woods. He seemed relaxed, smiling a little like he was used to doing so, looking toward the two of them with the same kind of soft fondness that Mallia had so often displayed. He wasn't quite leaning on a staff that looked to be made of a twisted, polished length of wood... with something in a bit of a blub in its shape, at around head level. Something shiny barely peeked out from the gaps in the grain there....

One could be entirely forgiven for thinking him merely a farmer or something; the dust on his pants' legs and the canvas of his boots said he'd been long on his feet, or perhaps simply didn't pay his outward appearance too close a consideration. Someone who perhaps wouldn't even bother rolling up his sleeves before helping with physical chores. But for all that he himself seemed fairly unassuming in the moment, there was something about that staff....

Hadn't there been one just like it in that side-room, off of Mallia's quarters? Not similar, but that exact staff?

He raised an eyebrow, his expression otherwise one of perfect mock-innocence as he looked between them. "Blaming me for something already," he sighed, feigning exasperation. "I spend all this time helping rebuild all this, moving a forest back here, took care of the roses all this time--"

"--And I'll wager that before the month is out, there'll be more people making their way here than I'd have hosted in years, even back in our heyday."

Something had happened, before, and she wasn't exactly bringing it up. Not directly....

"Well, that's it, then. Nothing for it. We'll have to change the floor plans again and expand." The exasperation was clearly all for comedic effect. "I'll need more wine." A glance back to her, and then to Rren, tapping a finger against the wood he held. "Can't drink a staff, after all." Right, as if that cleared anything up....

"We'll use the tower, and my room," she said, quieter, smile not fading, though she closed her eyes a little. "We'll repurpose the main hall, if it comes to it. Make no mistake, however... I'm looking forward to it."

Date: 17 Sep 2023 09:37 (UTC)
jedi_scrapper: (090)
From: [personal profile] jedi_scrapper
Huh. So she didn't know, which fit with her not feeling like a force user. "I don't understand it entirely. But dark Jedi tend to. So wherever you got that saber, the original wielder probably did that at some point."

He still had not relaxed or moved his hands from his weapons. There was the whole mentioning killing someone so casually. Don't get him wrong he'd killed far too many people in his life, but it wasn't something he mentioned casually. So it was, at the least, reason to be wary.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 09:41 (UTC)
modified20: (Ugh)
From: [personal profile] modified20
"Wait, Jedi could be dark? I could have done that?! Why did no one tell me that was an option!?" She sounded highly offended now.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 09:59 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: macro shot of a black butterfly wing with a streaky dark purple pattern (butterfly)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
Well before she reached the castle itself, she'd have spotted movement in the garden beside it, among the giant rosebushes and fig-like trees. One could've sworn there was a tall shape lurking among them -- a person, perhaps? -- but they paused when she looked at them. Their camouflage must have been quite good; she'd have to get closer, to figure out where they were, if they didn't move again.

Meanwhile, there were voices from within the castle, somewhere. They carried; the front doors were wide open. It was hard to tell just how many, or whose they could be -- but at least one might've been a bit higher, a lady's laugh, perhaps...?
Edited Date: 17 Sep 2023 10:00 (UTC)

Date: 17 Sep 2023 11:22 (UTC)
lovebites_sodoi: (And Made A Switch)
From: [personal profile] lovebites_sodoi
"I do so love a challenge... let's make this a duet to die for!"

Perhaps in response to their mutual magic, perhaps because it was just a dream, or perhaps it was even the power of music itself - but the spotlights suddenly lit on the two, and there was the excited roar of an unseen audience.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 11:25 (UTC)
lovebites_sodoi: (But You'll Find That Nowadays)
From: [personal profile] lovebites_sodoi
He was definitely reaching now. So the only way she'd get any valuable information was by dealing with all these awful jokes? Please, just lock her up and throw away the key...

"Something is better than nothing. What can you tell me - that doesn't make me want to groan?"

Date: 17 Sep 2023 16:21 (UTC)
jedi_scrapper: (113)
From: [personal profile] jedi_scrapper
Cal could only stare incredulously for a long moment. Whoever this Dreamer was, she knew the name Jedi, she knew what a lightsaber looked like, but she didn't seem to know anything about them. Which, in and of itself made sense. Jedi had always been seen as a mystery, but... "Who do you think runs the Empire?" He gave a sort of wary glance over his shoulder where the semi-transparent Star Destroyer hung in the sky.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 16:30 (UTC)
under_the_raptors_wings: (Default)
From: [personal profile] under_the_raptors_wings
If he'd had any doubt that this scene was from her, it wouldn't have held up against her reaction. However, he had no doubts at all. It had been a while, but he did remember the place. He remained seated with the Epohh. "I uh... you okay?" He didn't know how to help. He may have contributed to this place, but he certainly couldn't control it.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 16:36 (UTC)
under_the_raptors_wings: (Default)
From: [personal profile] under_the_raptors_wings
Æn'kae considered each person he'd met, but none of them had ever referred to themselves as 'The Doctor'. At least not to his knowledge. "I uh, I haven't met anyone using that moniker." He rubbed at the back of his neck. "Sorry."

Date: 17 Sep 2023 16:54 (UTC)
logic_in_unity: (Default)
From: [personal profile] logic_in_unity
While Skisan had only been observing up until this point, there was no logic and a great deal of cruelty in just leaving the girl in panic. So he closed his eyes for a moment and focused. Willing the sky to shift to the soft purple hues found on Mol'Rihan. It was entirely likely she'd shift them back, as he had more control of what he brought with him than others, but if he could demonstrate that they could be changed even briefly, perhaps it would aid with that.

When he opened his eyes he looked back to the sky and then to her. "I am uncertain what place you pictured, but you are not there right now. This is more akin to a shared dream than a physical location."

Date: 17 Sep 2023 16:59 (UTC)
cheep_soongbird_knockoff: (Default)
From: [personal profile] cheep_soongbird_knockoff
Rren considered all of this, looking around at the new location with curiosity. "It sounds to me like she is alive, perhaps a bit closer to my code than the ships?"

Date: 17 Sep 2023 17:21 (UTC)
cheep_soongbird_knockoff: (Default)
From: [personal profile] cheep_soongbird_knockoff
Rren watched the two bounce off each other, taking some time to consider the stranger's appearance before focusing on the interaction itself. They did not doubt that he came from her memory. And that either this interaction was memory as well. Or wishful thinking, and they were unsure which it might be. Either way, they liked him a great deal and would love to meet him some day if they had the option.

But for the here and now, they did not release Mallia's hand, giving it a squeeze when she closed her eyes. "I am certain it will work well," they said softly, giving a small half smile.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 17:52 (UTC)
phoenixwiz: (Confidence Within)
From: [personal profile] phoenixwiz
“Oh wow, that would be a honour to be under your tutelage. I didn’t imagine becoming a student of yours one day, but I’m definitely willing to learn so many things from you.”

Date: 17 Sep 2023 17:55 (UTC)
phoenixwiz: (Confidence Within)
From: [personal profile] phoenixwiz
“Oh thank Merlin that there is somebody else who is here. I thought for a moment that I was going to be all alone in this strange place. It looks like New Camelot but it has some elements of Hogsmeade in here. I honestly don’t know what to think about besides this being a dream, a really strange dream we’re all in.”

Date: 17 Sep 2023 18:49 (UTC)
motherofresistance: (Serious)
From: [personal profile] motherofresistance
"Good, good," Leia said. "Now just follow me." Still holding Utau's hand, she backed up slowly, trusting that the girl's feet would naturally carry her along after her and out of the box.

Date: 17 Sep 2023 19:02 (UTC)
motherofresistance: (Smile profile)
From: [personal profile] motherofresistance
"General, if you feel a title is needed," she said. "If not, just Leia is fine too. I've never been one to needlessly stand on ceremony. And on the subject of names, what should I call you?"

Date: 18 Sep 2023 00:36 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: a pretty, pale girl with black hair, dark makeup, pointed ears, and large dark eyes (soft smile)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
She sighed, still smiling a bit as she looked back to Rren. "If he isn't directly spreading the news himself of my return, I'm certain that he's causing quite a spectacle on his way back to the castle. Any of the fae would understand what it means. When something requires that much power to accomplish, and there's historically only been one source for it...." She was definitely amused, though -- not bragging, just not quite rolling her eyes at the implications. What errand, exactly, had her friend gone out on? "...And he'd talked me into it and was off to fetch the ents before I'd even fully thought through that part.

"But the place is ready enough, and I'd filled everything we'd collected again, there at the castle... so if he should arrive back before I do, at least he shouldn't be unable to handle such a gathering on his own. Even if it lasts years. And I know that the others would assist where they were able, and there's plenty to go around." Maybe there was a reason she wasn't so concerned about being in Auradon rather than home after all?

She eyed Rren. "I'd invite you more officially, but I don't know how I left to Auradon, let alone how to bring someone else...." So Rren had an unofficial invitation, then? "I could always put on a show for you of it, if you'd like... but it wouldn't be quite as good as the real thing. I'm not that talented."
Edited (adding a little) Date: 18 Sep 2023 09:32 (UTC)

Date: 18 Sep 2023 02:29 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: macro shot of a black butterfly wing with a streaky dark purple pattern (butterfly)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
The miniature village just outside the castle was occupied by a few beings after all. A common gray chicken wandered out from one of the paths, making annoyed sounds to itself, and was shortly followed out by a small humanoid creature. A little under two feet high, not particularly attractive by human standards -- rather on the ugly side, in fact, but not in a wholly repulsive way, something like a primate version of a pug or mole -- and dressed in primitive rags of some sort, but clearly dressed, all the same, it paused in chasing after the chicken with an outstretched hand, trying to pet it, and looked between the domestic fowl and the two new little creatures it'd found.

Oh no, now it had a decision to make! Does it continue to try petting the unimpressed gray bird, or investigate the new bird and featherless bird little dragon?

The goblin made a sound to itself, eyes wide for a moment as it tried to figure this out, put its hand up to its mouth to briefly play with its lower lip in a gesture not too much unlike what Mallia was in the habit of doing, not that either of these two would recognize as much... and then after a brief pause, it turned its attention to the little hawk and dragon, stepping slowly toward them before crouching down and extending its hand slowly toward them. It made a few quiet little kissing sounds, as one sometimes did, when dealing with animals....

This wasn't a hostile creature, at least. Something more like a toddler, perhaps, though it looked like whatever it was, it was a fully-grown specimen of its kind.

In looking for ways to avoid all this, though, Kaylin would probably do well to not look too hard into the environment: the tingle of natural magic was everywhere, though it was hard to pinpoint one source for it. Several ley lines ran through the castle, in addition to some sort of wellspring of it that ran deeper below them.... And a note of it being used was coming from the garden, off to one side of the castle. Someone was off that way, though it wasn't obvious who just yet.
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