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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: 6 Oct 2023 06:52 (UTC)
elvendryad: just a part of an image of fig trees' wood and leaves (neutral)
From: [personal profile] elvendryad
He actually looked hurt at that. "I haven't done anything to you!"

Another of the odd trees was wandering closer toward him, a small one, only about waist high... he didn't see it yet. It would be easy enough for Mal to miss spotting it too, given everything.

Date: 6 Oct 2023 06:55 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Back off)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
"Then where did this headache come from?" She snapped. There was an odd moment where her dark half glared as her light half... winced.

Date: 6 Oct 2023 06:57 (UTC)
elvendryad: just a part of an image of fig trees' wood and leaves (neutral)
From: [personal profile] elvendryad
"Not from me," he said. A brief pause, and his tone softened: "But I can try to heal it...?"

He held out his right hand a bit, some very faint glow starting along its inside.

Date: 6 Oct 2023 06:59 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Crossed Arms Dissapointed)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
"What....? You're a... Oh just what we need. Look, start from the beginning and try and speak sensibly, kay?"

Date: 6 Oct 2023 07:19 (UTC)
elvendryad: just a part of an image of fig trees' wood and leaves (neutral)
From: [personal profile] elvendryad
He sighed, taking his hand back, offer apparently refused. She confused him so much!

"I was asleep in my forest. And one of my family came. A brother. He was very happy...." He was hesitant, apparently having some difficulty in remembering. A little pause, and he turned to look back to the bigger trees near him, behind him. "Show us the brother that came?"

The ents didn't seem to react to this request visibly themselves... but only a couple yards away, what could only have been an illusion cleared up into a form: a man that looked like he was used to smiling, with light blond hair, the ice blue of his eyes bigger than a human's were... and if Mal looked, she'd be able to spot that slight point to his ears as they helped hold his hair back out of his face. He wore browns and greens, and held a staff, a long twisted thing, a pretty one with a bit of a blub in the top of it, where the twist's lengths were held apart from one another just enough to reveal something shiny within it, something that glowed softly in the color of his hair. Definitely some kind of magic staff... but who this was wasn't clear yet. He wasn't dressed in a flashy sort of way... he didn't look all that old. But he was rather obviously of the same apparent species as someone else she'd met, and seen others of their kind in her memories, too....

As if she needed confirmation of which world Chell was from? But that's about what it amounted to.

"He came, and asked the trees to get up, and follow him. And we-- They--" He paused, looking down... that little tree had snuck up behind him and was trying to climb up onto his foot. He reached down and picked it up gently, letting it grab onto his left hand, its short little roots wrapping around his fingers, and looked back to her to continue, as though this were normal. "They followed him from where they had been, for a very long time, to... your castle? ....I think?" He nodded to the dark structure behind her, glancing back to her again. This was hers, wasn't it?

"It's very pretty. ....It suits you...." He looked back to the castle again... well, he wasn't wrong that it matched at least half of how she currently looked better than not....

Date: 6 Oct 2023 09:15 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: a lady with black hair in an updo, dark dress, dark makeup, looking lost in thought (lost in thought and pondering)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
"...Perhaps it has to do with this being my home. Let's see if you have more influence outside it...?"

She tilted her head back toward the hallway, indicating the courtyard in that direction. "Shall we?"

Down the hallway, out the courtyard, through the side, and out past the forest beyond the garden, right?

Date: 6 Oct 2023 09:38 (UTC)
windslept: Coloured by <user name=windslept> (Never really thought about it before)
From: [personal profile] windslept
He what? So he was like my age?

[Or. At least. The age they assume he is, that he appears. Ven is much older than he looks but of course he doesn't know that, doesn't remember all of that. So he just assumes Xehanort had to be younger than Aqua even. He's not sure how to picture that. With hair and all.]

Date: 6 Oct 2023 17:42 (UTC)
logic_in_unity: (Default)
From: [personal profile] logic_in_unity
"I desire nothing, but I will not act callously towards another without cause. You have done me no harm, so I wish you no harm in return."

Date: 6 Oct 2023 17:47 (UTC)
logic_in_unity: (Default)
From: [personal profile] logic_in_unity
He did not bring up that it might have been slower, more controlled. He suspected Chell was aware of this. Perhaps he preferred to get the flood of emotions over with.

Skisan shook his head. "I am well. I kept myself at a remove while assisting, for both of our sakes. Thus, all of your experiences were observed at a distance rather than catching me up within them."

Date: 6 Oct 2023 20:22 (UTC)
phoenixwiz: (Giggling Non-Stop)
From: [personal profile] phoenixwiz
“Oh right. I actually did! This dreamscape is starting to fascinate me even more.”

Date: 6 Oct 2023 20:35 (UTC)
phoenixwiz: (Lost and Confused)
From: [personal profile] phoenixwiz
“Well, it looks like we will have to wait out before we can return to the waking world or when Axel does eventually show up to pick you then,” Harry sighs as he looks at this strange fusion of a place, this is starting to feel so uncanny ever single passing second.

Date: 8 Oct 2023 04:38 (UTC)
elvendryad: just a part of an image of fig trees' wood and leaves (neutral)
From: [personal profile] elvendryad
Chell nodded. "I'm glad. ...You need not suffer that for helping." He peeked back up at Skisan again, not quite trying to offer some bit of a smile; he wasn't exactly feeling up to it just then, still trying to set it more fully aside. "If there is any way I can aid you in return... I would like to know."

Date: 8 Oct 2023 09:40 (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
"It's open to anyone who'd be a friend, as I said."

She gestured, and pulled a little cloth out of nowhere at all. "I don't suppose you're hungry, after coming all the way from wherever that is, Gregory of Deegan?"

She'd completely misunderstood the name, but maybe what she was pulling out of the cloth would appeal? It looked to be a little pie, dark black stains glossy around the little holes in the top crust, hinting at some sort of fruit filling... and the aroma of it was certainly designed to be enticing. How long ago had that been baked, and where had she been hiding it? She hadn't reached into any pockets. Her dress, fitted to her top as it was, didn't seem to have any....

Date: 8 Oct 2023 09:40 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: a pretty, pale girl with black hair, dark makeup, pointed ears, and large dark eyes (popcorn and/or tea!)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
"I see, I see," she said, solemnly enough, eyeing Hope. A little pause, and she looked between the two. "I don't suppose either of you would prefer to ride, rather than walk, given the size discrepancies here?" She leaned forward a little more, resting on her elbows, on her knees. Apparently, this was nothing like any sort of very formal meeting, as far as she was concerned. She was relaxed, smiling to them....

"I could show you about my home, if you'd like... or would you prefer refreshments? A spot to rest? I rather get the impression you're not from near here...."

Date: 8 Oct 2023 09:40 (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
"Oh my... I see that I'm not the only one who can shift countenances, then? But I don't think I've heard your voice recently." Her smile returned a little more, and she gave what seemed between a nod and a hint of a bow, some little dip of her head in recognition of who she was meeting. "I'm Mallia. And you would be...?"

Date: 8 Oct 2023 09:40 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: a lady with black hair in an updo, dark dress, dark makeup, looking lost in thought (lost in thought and pondering)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
"Would this, perhaps, be a friend of yours...?" Look, dolls being people wasn't anything new to her. One floating only raised that probability; one had to be a someone, generally speaking, to use magic. Unless someone else were playing with it...?

Date: 8 Oct 2023 09:40 (UTC)
queen_butterfly: a lady with black hair in an updo, dark dress, dark makeup, looking lost in thought (concerned)
From: [personal profile] queen_butterfly
"You looked like you'd been injured. I just want to fix it.... It isn't paining you, is it?" She did what she could, transferring that bit of energy, intent on fixing every crack she was able, even as she tried to keep Xion off the floor. She wasn't exactly trying to hold her in place, just keep her from falling over while she flailed at first. If she was going to pause in her movements, she might notice that Mallia's hands weren't actually gripping her any more, simply barely touching her, more or less resting under one of her forearms and behind her shoulder, still glowing with the attempt to heal her, ready to catch her if she were to move very suddenly and hit the ground again. And if she was going to bolt... well, maybe she'd at least be able to stay upright in doing so.

Date: 10 Oct 2023 05:37 (UTC)
hotheadwarmheart: (Got it memorized 2)
From: [personal profile] hotheadwarmheart
"I'm really OK," he assured her. "And I've met a few people I can't wait to introduce you to once we actually make it to the Isle."

"And how are you doing? I left a note for Mast- er, Professor Yen Sid, asking him to look out for you that time we all got swapped around, but I've still been worried, you know?"

Date: 10 Oct 2023 05:51 (UTC)
hotheadwarmheart: (Casual)
From: [personal profile] hotheadwarmheart
Much too squeaky clean. Lea was hoping that when everything was put to rights, the people of Auradon might rethink their excessive tidiness. Among a number of other things.

"Yeah," he said. "I mean, don't get me wrong; it's fine if some people like to keep their room really neat or whatever. But when everything's like that it's just a bit off-putting. I prefer the slightly rougher around the edges version we've got now."

"Anyway, I don't suppose you've seen anything that might point to how the heck we all got here, have you? Or maybe where 'here' is, exactly?"

Date: 10 Oct 2023 06:12 (UTC)
hotheadwarmheart: (Angry)
From: [personal profile] hotheadwarmheart
As per usual, Lea was unbothered by the fire, even if it did seem a bit off to him. He couldn't pause to consider the sensation however, as not only was there still music blaring but whoever was up there was, for some reason, dangling by their feet from the tightrope. And apparently bleeding. Great. Wonderful.

But what could he do about it? Aqua had her glider, but his Keyblade couldn't do that yet. Honestly probably the most he could do was to try and snuff out the flames, so he set about trying to do just that while still keeping an eye on the figure above.

Date: 10 Oct 2023 06:40 (UTC)
hotheadwarmheart: (Attentive)
From: [personal profile] hotheadwarmheart
Lea considered. "Not sure," he said. "I've never really tried; not that I can remember anyway. But I'll give it a go."

Control the dream so they could get up there. Sounded simple enough. Maybe. He closed his eyes for moment and concentrated. 'OK dream... get us up there.'

He was startled out of his concentration a moment later by a 'pop!' sound, followed immediately by soft bleating. Opening his eyes, he saw that cute, round, colorful sheep-like creature about the size of small dog had appeared next to them. "Okaaaaay...", he said. "That's not at all what I was going for." He looked down and addressed the little critter. "Unless you're gonna get us up there some how, little guy."

The little creature bleated cheerfully and turned to face the direction of the clock tower, bouncing on its tiny legs. Lea looked up and after a moment managed to make out a second small, round form bouncing on the clock tower ledge. "Two...?", Lea said, still puzzled. How were two little rainbow sheep, however adorable, supposed to get them up there?

His question was answered a moment later as the two little sheep stopped bouncing. A thin beam of golden light shot out from the symbol on the creatures head, stretching all the way up to the one on the tower ledge. At that point, understanding began to dawn on him. "I think these little guys are making a path for us," he said. Which was not at all the way he'd planned on doing this, but choosy beggars and all that.
Edited Date: 10 Oct 2023 06:42 (UTC)

Date: 10 Oct 2023 07:20 (UTC)
phoenixwiz: (Lost and Confused)
From: [personal profile] phoenixwiz
“True. Some folks just like to clean up their stuff as they wish. But I agree with your assessment of Auradon’s excessive neat freak tendencies though: it must be a terrifying sight to behold to see everything being way too put together.”

Harry takes a good look for any signs of how he and Lea were dropped into this weird place although it is hard to tell given the fluid nature of these dreamscape.

“I honestly have no idea of where exactly we are too. I don’t see any sign of how we go in here in the first place or how we can get out of here either.”

Date: 11 Oct 2023 05:41 (UTC)
mal_contented: (Um no.)
From: [personal profile] mal_contented
She gave a rude snort. "This is not any of the castles I've ever lived in, thanks." the word thanks had probably never sounded so rude.

"I came here to investigate it. If it isn't mine and isn't yours... who is it and what is it doing here?"

Date: 11 Oct 2023 05:47 (UTC)
aquawayfinder: (Touched)
From: [personal profile] aquawayfinder
"Somewhat younger than you," she said with a chuckle. "Though not half as adorable." She ruffled his hair again. "I really hope you're here with me when I wake up, Ven. I've missed you."

Date: 11 Oct 2023 06:06 (UTC)
nobodys_puppet: (Last Moments)
From: [personal profile] nobodys_puppet
She was so confused. "But you were offering to help... I didn't help you either."
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