melodiesofeternity | Event || Once Upon A Dream

Event || Once Upon A Dream

Who: All characters who signed-up!
When: May 31st - June 04th
Where: The Dream Width (+ Curti Center & Airships)
What: Event log for the Once Upon A Dream Event! Should your character have their own memory, start your own top-level with said memory. If not, then tag around in other characters's memories! Furthermore, feel free to use the Mingle threads at the Curti Center and in the Airships for non-memory related CR. Please refer to the OOC Post for details and plotting. Plot Memories and the second Airship Mingle will be unlocked on May 25th.
Warnings/Notes: Memories with specific warnings will be marked as such by their players.

Please use the following form for your memory's title line:
CHARACTER'S NAME | MEMORY TITLE | WARNINGS (IF ANY)
We will add links to your memories here as the event progresses!

Mingle: Curti Center | Airships #1 | Airships #2
Plot Memories: The Dream | The Nightmare | The Premonition
Holographic Messages

Adrien Agreste | Then and Now
Aqua | Thorny Pathway | cw: spoiler for kh 0.2
Castor | Lord of the Inferno | cw: fire, mind control
Ena | Zera Hamlet, Reprise | cw: mutilated corpses
Futaba Sakura | Early Days | cw: references to verbal abuse/neglect and auditory hallucinations
Ignis Scientia | For The Life of the Chosen | cw: spoilers, violence, death
Irhya Pendhula | The Parting Glass | cw: violence, amputation
Johnny D'Amico | United Earth Prisoner
Kanji Tatsumi | You're a BOY, you know! | cw: bullying, mild homophobia
Lelouch vi Britannia | Julius Kingsley
Monika | Just Monika | cw: spoilers, possible horror, possible deletion
Nanamo Ul Namo | A Good Memory
Noctis Lucis Caelum | Light of the Crystal | cw: chapter 13 spoilers
Okuyasu Nijimura | Lending a Hand | cw: blood/injuries
Prompto Argentum | I'm not one of your experiments! | cw: episode prompto spoilers
Selphie | The Answer | cw: gore/death
Takashi 'Shiro' Shirogane | The end of the beginning | cw: end of season 2 spoilers
Tidus | A Broken Dream | cw: death, bullying

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Honestly, Hunk could dig this place. It was big, it was fancy, and sure, the color scheme was boring and it was empty, but he knew it was a memory. It could be less boring in real life. ...maybe.

But the painting at the top of the stairs was definitely Adrien. Most of what he knew about Adrien's Paris involved superheroes fighting supervillains, so he found himself bracing for the worst. He wasn't going to get any weird superpowers here- all he had were his wits.

So he started wandering through the foyer, hands in his pockets, as he began taking steady steps towards that painting. Papa Agreste sure looked like the sort to shelter his kid, all stern and stoic. As the faint echoes of music reached his ears though, Hunk turned and began to follow at a nice, relaxed pace. It's probably where the brunt of the memory is focused on, and to try to announce his presence, he even starts trying to whistle along.

It's a nearly impossible feat since he doesn't know what they're playing and he's not the best at whistling, but he's gotta get his chuckles somewhere, before a supervillain makes everything uncomfortable and dangerous.

The music continues playing as Hunk approaches, the melody beginning to take better form as well. Ever closer to the source, if he can distinguish, it sounds like more than one person is playing. Though, even if he doesn't immediately, part of the harmony soon stops with the accompaniment soon following.

"Is something wrong?"

A woman's voice.

"... I thought I heard something. But maybe not... sorry, can we start at the beginning again?"

That voice Hunk might identify.

Hunk had found himself whistling (poorly) along with the piano tune, so when it stopped, so did he, with a bit of a startle as he reached the top of the stairs. They could hear him, which was good, and that boy's voice sounded close enough that he just assumed it was Adrien. It was his memory, after all.

But it was the woman's voice that surprised him. The portrait on the wall didn't have a woman in it. And as he took a few more cautious steps down the hall, Hunk realized that Adrien never mentioned any female caretakers. No maids. No grandmother. No mother. So who was that other voice?

Curiosity overtook him, and Hunk found himself sneaking towards the outside of the doorframe, out of sight, but trying to surreptitiously peek in. He needed to figure out what he could now, so that as soon as the piece ended, he could step in.

The room that Hunk peeked into would probably be the dream room of many kids and was, by far, the most different from the rest of the house. In fact, there was plenty of color in it to make up for what the rest of the mansion lacked. And just everything that could be seen if Hunk peeked further in... a skate ramp, a rock wall, foosball table, books, arcade cabinets, and a television, but none of that is being used at the moment.

Instead, at the bench before a piano was the very boy Hunk already figured the memories came from, and beside him... a woman with similarly blonde hair and green eyes. They even shared the same smile as they played their duet, off in their own world.

He gasped, albeit quietly, at the sight. This was Adrien's room? Sure, his dad didn't let him go out much, but... with all this, why would he need to? And with that woman looking so much like his friend, Hunk couldn't really deny the assumption that she was his mother. He played piano duets with her, but never even mentioned that she existed?

Weird. Creepy, even. Adrien seemed pretty honest and forthcoming about himself so far, so the only explanations for why this woman hadn't come up before were either that she was just as cooped up as he was, or she wasn't around. Both were weird.

Hunk took a step further into the room, trying not to interrupt the duet. It was pretty, and a nice break from memories trying to kill him. So he'd appreciate it while it lasted, and make his presence known the moment it did.

They play, blissfully unaware of their audience, more interested in getting through their duet while messing around too. There's a few notes that're not part of the piece if someone familiar with the song were listening, but even then, there's the occasional giggle from one of them.

The piece slowly, gently comes to a close and both of them look at each other. A few seconds and then they both laugh, quieting down at their fooling around.

"What piece is next?" Adrien asked, beaming. He doesn't see Hunk, and if his mother does - well, she's only part of the memory.

No. No. Why does it have to be a nice, fun memory? From his roommate Adrien, no less! As the piece continues, as the giggles and laughter interrupt him every single time he wanted to say something, to even take a step closer, Hunk's eyes grow wider and sadder. They've all been so stressed, and now he has to try and drag his friend out of this peaceful day.

"E-excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I... uh..." And Hunk trails off for a moment, realizing that he doesn't lie all that often. He didn't want to rain on Adrien's parade in one fell swoop, so he'd have to. Break the memory slowly.

"I'm here to fix the arcade machines? Something about faulty wiring." Hunk had no idea if they even had wiring, but he knew he was good enough with machinery that he could probably fake it in a dream.

Hopefully.

Both Agreste mother and son look up with Hunk speaks, but there seems to be a glint of recognition in Adrien's eyes. Not that he says anything, but his lips part slightly and he shifts in his seat. Meanwhile, Mother Agreste is waiting, one eyebrow risen as Hunk searches for an explanation.

He shouldn't take too long to consider....

"There is?" She looks at Adrien who first, doesn't respond. However, a few seconds pass before he nods. "Yeah... I guess Nathalie finally called someone to repair it..."

Though, he's still frowning, staring at Hunk. The memory manages to hold.

Hunk's not sure if he notices that flash of recognition, but he does pick up on Adrien shifting in his seat, hesitating, and frowning. As someone accustomed to being uncomfortable himself, it was hard to miss.

"I'll need to look at the machines for a few minutes, but I'll need someone to keep an eye on the games to make sure they're working. They're hard to hear from behind, with all the fans." He chuckles, but then look towards Adrien, sporting a sad frown of his own.

"Wanna gimme a hand?" Hunk was so happy to work with a nicer memory, but the idea of shattering it? It hurt. A lot.

“... Yeah. I can do that...”

Adrien’s hesitant, but his mother nods. ”Well, I won’t distract you two. Come find me when you’re done...”

“... w-wait, Mom...?” Adrien stutters, but she’s already walked towards the door and slipped from the room. In a memory, she shouldn’t slip away so easily, but for someone like her, it’s not strange to just disappear... Lowering his hand, Adrien slowly turns to look at Hunk.

Mom? Yep, yep Hunk sure does feel terrible now, especially as she leaves the room. And now Adrien's looking at him, and it's awkward, and he can't take it anymore, just dodging around the elephant in the room like this.

"You never mentioned you mom before, Adrien." But Hunk has so many questions. Is she alive? Is she cooler than his father? Why this memory, and not something involving taking on a supervillian? It was confusing, it was overwhelming, but Hunk knew exactly what he wanted to say.

"I'm sorry." For interrupting the memory. For never asking about his mother. For having to break Adrien out of this memory that was, by all indications, very nice.

“... Sorry, I just didn’t bring it up as a topic.”

Despite talking about his dad, but he guesses then would’ve been the time to talk about family.

Looking away, Adrien shakes his head. “You don’t need to apologize. It’s only a memory... we’re not supposed to be here. And she’s been missing for over a year... I need to focus on the present.”

At least Adrien knew it's a memory. That they need to go back. That this isn't real. It hurts, but Hunk finds himself smiling at his roommate.

"I kinda get it, Adrien." He sighs, closing his eyes for a moment. "I can only imagine how worried my family is for me. They might not have any idea whether or not I'm safe; they probably don't even know I ended up in space!" Sure, there's a chance some messages reached them, but they're in another dimension. Hunk's not going to stop missing them anytime soon.

"But my buddy Pidge, her dad and brother went missing for over a year, and she never gave up," Hunk's eyes open, and there's tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, "so neither should you."

"... I doubt my dad's that worried. This is only going to hinder his appearance if the public finds out, but he's probably already covered it up." And whatever lie he told, it would probably be true once he got home. It'd be nice to have someone concerned... There were moments of course, but so isolated that they might've just been a dream.

"No. I'm not giving up on mom." Adrien nods. "One day, maybe I'll find her, or learned what happened."

"Good. Don't give up." He smiles, confident and composed. This memory is under control- their control. They'll be fine.

But with the stuff he knew about Adrien's dad already... The birthday presents, the sheltering, how Adrien had never gone grocery shopping or been to a mall, and with this stuff about managing appearances and covering up the disappearance of his wife? Adrien sounded like a slave. Trapped.

It made Hunk very, very unhappy. And it shows in his face, a stern, serious companion to the encouragement he just gave. But he sighs, knowing neither can do anything about that here, and just places a reassuring hand on Adrien's shoulder.

"Once we get out of here, you'll be able to beat those supervillains, with these asterisk things. You'll be a superhero, too!" But with that said, a smile starts to creep in at the corners of Hunk's mouth, overriding the scowl. He figures then he could say he knows a superhero. And that'd be cool!

If Hunk looked back at the massive window brightening Adrien's room, he might notice just how much the idea of being 'trapped' wasn't far off given the structure of panes and panels almost looking like bars.

Looking up, Adrien blinks. Hunk's encouragement gets at least a light chuckle.

"I think you mean beat the monsters. If my dad ever shows up here for some reason, we're never telling him what I've been up to." Because he wants to be the hero... He has to be the hero for this world too and make sure he helped it before going home.

It was hard for Hunk not to notice the window, or everything else in the room- it looked like Adrien had everything he'd ever need. Why leave home if you don't need to? His lack of basic experiences made... a lot more sense. Now more than ever.

"No, I meant when you get back to your home, not Vaikuntha." He rolls his eyes, and laughs a bit. It's hard to stay mad around Adrien, he's just a cool dude. "And if your dad does show up, you can still do your own thing. Be a student, fight monsters, go to school..." And then he grins, a giddy look on his face. "I mean, you're a Ninja, he can't exactly stop you from running off and having fun."

"E-Ehe... when I get back home? I... we'll have to see." Because he just... knows it comes from a place of love to protect him. If he only knew what though; if he knew what to be careful of, maybe he wouldn't have to be inside.

"... Haha, that's true. I'll just have to Parkour away...!"

"Well, you can't get back home until we get out of here, Adrien. Neither can I." And so Hunk laughs, because while they're departing from the gloomy, heavy baggage, they still need to figure out one thing.

"How do we get outta here?" Hunk's eyes drift to the window, then to the door he entered through. He looks a bit nervous. "Does the front door work?"

"Haha, yeah. We should get back..." Though, looking around, he's... not sure about exiting? The room feels pretty solid still; the rest of the mansion would likely be the same.

"... We can try. I'm trying to remember how they said the memories would end."

For a moment Hunk just grumbled. They know the memory isn't real, so it should just... end, right? They should be in the Dream Width, and everything should be fine. But they aren't, because why can't the simple and safe memory be easy to leave?

"What if we're stuck here?" And the grumble from before resurfaces as a bit of a whine, until his eyes light up- he's clearly thinking a mile a minute on escape routes. "Or... what if we have to break out?"

And then he takes a few steps towards the bedroom door. Hunk's getting antsy, and the discomfort in his eyes is obvious as he looks back at Adrien. "I don't remember where the front door is."

If it just ended, Adrien remembered at least that being just in space would be a thing. So, maybe having the memory continue holding up was a good thing.

"... If we break out, that's not going to hurt, right?" Because... this was his memory right? Would that hurt? It was his mind...

But, shaking his head, he managed a smile. "Don't worry, I know where the door is. Everyone gets lost their first few times here..."

"I don't know if it'll hurt, actually..." Hunk slows his pace to follow Adrien's lead. Not only do they have to leave, but they have to navigate space. And that's complicated, because there's magic involved in Vaikuntha, which makes space weird.

"I mean, I think once we get out it'll be fine! We just have to make it to safety. In magic space." He's obviously nervous about this. "Do we wanna try running through the front door when we get there? In case we just end up floating instead."

And then he just laughs awkwardly, because this was gonna be one heck of a trip.

"I think so. Once we get there, I'll open the door and we'll both take a running start out?"

Turning the corner, they're almost at the main foyer again with that dang painting. However, out of the corner of his eye, Adrien sees that the hallway they just left behind was falling apart. Okay, they might be on a timer.

"Yeah, that sounds good." Hunk laughs again, because he's sure just laughing to cope with the fact that he has no idea if they'll ever get out of this memory. They could get stuck in worse places than Paris, at least the food was good.

But as soon as they get back into the foyer, Hunk starts to hustle a little more. It's creepy, and since Adrien's gonna open the door anyway, he might as well not have to stand around holding it open.

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