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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[He looked away, but nodded.]

I'm... where I got no right to be, and I'll get whoever's responsible for this shit. But I'm here to help ya, Futaba.

I ain't much of a negotiator or a guy who's got all the right words, but I've been lonely. I've felt like I'm all I got, even during the times where I didn't like myself at all.

[He looked around the cafe, still being set up. It wouldn't look as cozy as Futaba would remember it for another few days yet. The old man was the only other one here, huh? Did Futaba have anyone else? Was that it? Shit... then this was after...]

[ Help, huh? She really did need help, didn't she? With these freaky not-quite-hallucinations dogging her, getting more and more scared to leave the house. Only she has no real idea where to even st- Almost idly her eyes fall on the bug she'd just planted. Wait. That was... that was important too, wasn't it?

There's a persistent image in the back of her mind. It just won't leave her alone, but... but why....? ]

's okay. It's not the first time for that, either.

[ Not knowing the right words. People seeing a lot more of her past than she ever wanted them to see. Except. What made her so sure about all of that? There's a part of her that's yet more terrified of this feeling, wanting to pull away. And yet there's another that wants to push forward. Like her own voice, distorted-

'Futaba Sakura, remember!' ]

Edited (i hate trying to dl wiki images they always size so weirdly) 2018-06-02 02:18 (UTC)

But y'know what? Souji-senpai and the others happened to me. ...Maybe like Ren happened t'you. Somebody with messy hair rolled up, said 'Futaba, I like the you that you are, even if sometimes you don't yourself.' And all the black n' white starts turning into color. It has enough colors that ya knock on the door or pop in silent as a ghost for curry made out of a hell of a lotta love and a touch'a science. That's 'cause, even for people like us who pushed people away for our own reasons, we had holes in our hearts, right?

But now we're full. Or... y'know, workin' on bein' full. Gonna have to work on ourselves some more, and the rest comes down to curry nights.

I've had that curry, too. It's badass. But we can't have any more until we get outta here. All of us.

[ Ren.

Ren, Makoto, Yusuke, Haru, Morgana, Ann, Ryuji. Her Palace. Her Shadow. Her mom. How she'd hid in her room for months. A deal that fell through then didn't, because the others refused to give up on helping her. All of them helping her through her first stumbling steps back into the world again. Who swore they'd help her find the truth.

Kanji, too. Naoto. Hunk. Connie. Ira. Even Amanda, Shiro, and Elly.

She didn't need help, she'd gotten it.

She's crying now, she knows she is. Ugh, damn it. This is kinda embarrassing. Although if anybody had to see this, Kanji isn't the worst, she supposes. ]

I told myself I wouldn't let others' voices lead me astray again. I'm gonna find whoever stuck me back here and kick their ass.

[ Scrubbing at her face, she pushes herself back to her feet. She's back to her full height and weight again. She takes a deep breath and... looks up. ]

I don't know what this is supposed to be, but I know it's not real. Let us out.

[ There's a concerned voice from upstairs- 'Futaba? What's going o-' and for a moment she falters, glancing over at the stairway with a modicum of distress because dammit she missed Sojiro-

But the spell's already been broken, and the memory's already begun to dissolve around the two of them. ]

[Oh god. Oh no. Kanji was distraught, wondering why the hell he keeps making people cry and he was never sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing. It was enough to make his heart skip uncomfortably, tongue scrambling to start forming the apology. Stupid, he was stupid to try and do the thing everyone else was good at-

O-oh. Oh, fuck, thank god. He'd reached out to her, even in his own clumsy way, and when she stood and looked the way he remembered he had to breathe a sigh of relief.]

That's the Wizard I know!

[But he was startled, opposing Futaba's coolness with this whole thing. The world was beginning to dissolve, nothing like what happened in the TV world, and he was never much of an idea guy.]

Uhhh, what? Wh-what's happen--

[ Oh stop you're making her blush.

Hopefully he doesn't mind her reaching out to grab his arm to steady herself as well... everything... starts falling apart around them, showing the barely-rainbow-tinted blackness of the Dream Width between the gaps. She's been through a collapsing Palace before so this isn't... the worst? But uh. Only just the once. ]

I uh. I think it took me literally. W-we should probably try to get to a ship?

[ Since they're uh. not on one anymore. ]

R-right!

[Okay, everything crumbling and possible death. This was a first for him. He steadied her and sought a direction. Oh god, do they die if they get stuck in space!? Why didn't they die when they were found, now that he thought about it-

It didn't matter what ship was attached here, he just needed to get them onto one and where, y'know, air is. No questions, no doubts, he'll just scoop this nerd up and start hauling ass where his gut hopefully steered him. He came from this direction for the memory, so this had to be the way out.]

[ Futaba squeaks slightly in surprise at being picked up suddenly, but yeah, no time for protests.

That being said, if his gut is steering him outside, that's a good start. If not well, Cafe Leblanc isn't exactly big. There aren't a lot of places to go. Should he head out there, though parts of it are already dissolving into nothingness, what can be seen is a narrow urban street, lined with small businesses and houses, along with all sorts of things like bikes, plants, signs, and so on.

Either way, once she's over the shock of being scooped up, Futaba turns to what she does best: navigation. And there's flashes of something between the dissolving bits of world that isn't just space. And what's more, it's not too far to the right from the LeBlanc's entrance. She points at it. ]

That way!

Okay!

[Hoo boy, he didn't need to ask twice. He shifted gears to where she pointed and hoped they wouldn't have to shift again to swimming through space. Could... could they swim through space? He wasn't eager to find out.]

If, uh... if we end up swimming or whatever, are you good!? I mean, at swimming?

[ The ship thankfully doesn't seem to be too far away, but still. Futaba gives him a horrified look at the question, though. ]

N-no! Not good! Not good at all!

[ No swimming please ]

Okay, well, if for some reason it becomes a problem like ever, just kinda grab on and I got it, yeah!?

[Because PRECAUTIONS! But he'll make a beeline for the ship and thankfully not in space. Which left the question of 'why did the Dream Width do this' and 'will this happen again?'.]

[ Yeah she will... definitely keep that in mind. Kanji does in fact know how to swim, got it. Thankfully that's not an issue for now.

Once they're inside though, she'll kick her feet a little. Not enough to hit him or anything. More of a "let me down, I can walk" gesture than anything. And whenever she actually is down... proves that no, she's not ready to walk yet after all, because she just. flops down on the ground. Why was this kind of thing always so tiring? ]

Th-thanks.

[He knew the sign, and set her back on her feet. But back on the deck of the ship, with the last fragments of that world fading away, Kanji had to hunker down and sink into a crouch just as she flopped.]

Yeah, no sweat... the hell's with this trip!?

Right? Why didn't they warn us?

[ A logical part of her wonders if this has ever happened to them before. But she ignores in in favor of feeling indignant, which is better than feeling embarrassed and exposed, which she will if she lets herself think about it too much. ]

[He wanted to feel indignant. But-]

I mean... they would have, right? It'd have everybody better prepared.

[He forced himself upright again. His skin was crawling.]

Shit, it's too quiet in here. What if everybody else is stuck in other people's memories?

[ Yeah it is too quiet. It sounds like it's just the two of them and the pilots. ]

Then... we'll probably need to find them. [ Dammit. ] If I could just...

[ She cuts herself off with a frustrated grunt, before she lets slip something compromising. If she only had Necronomicon, finding other people out here would be so much easier. She could've just scanned for them. ]

... we should probably ask the pilots, at least.

[He nodded, looking only mildly relieved. He'd met so many people here, he could only imagine what memories they must be traversing through.]

Okay. I'll go ask the pilots and bring some info back. I think... I think you should sit tight and kinda wind down from all that, yeah? Ya look like hell and probably feel like it, too.

[ Yeah. Yeah she does. Man she really wishes Ren was here. She really needed some Key Item vibes. It wasn't as bad as it could have been but... ]

Y-yeah. Go on, I'll be here.

[ Yeah, she's not going anywhere anytime soon. In fact she's going to curl up into a ball and just. Think. Which may not be the best thing in the world right now but it's what she's always been good at besides hacking, so what else is there to do?

Ugh she... she really had come a long way, and she knew that. But to really be able to see it by being thrown back into that state, being trapped in that cognitive labyrinth all over again... Even if it wasn't as bad as it could have been, it still had sucked. a lot.

Still... what Kanji had said in the dream handn't been wrong. She'd had friends who risked so much to help her out then. And she has friends here now. She's not alone anymore. She just... has to remember that. ]

Edited (this seemed like a better way to end it) 2018-06-10 16:28 (UTC)

'Kay.

[He hesitated, shifting awkwardly, but then headed on to do as addressed. The Dream Width wasn't entirely understood from what he'd been told- what they'd all been told- but was there anything they could have done to avoid the weird storm or whatever happened to split them all apart?

It was when he reached the cockpit that he realized the piloting crew would know just about as much as he did. He'd asked what was going on, everything they said made zero sense, knuckles a white grip on counters and maneuvering implements. All he needed to do was look out the window. Hadn't... hadn't there been a weird swirl of stars that they'd been sucked into before he wound up in that cafe?

OH god. Oh, shit. He hurried on back, gone for maybe three minutes. He was clammy, running his sleeve over his forehead as he just took a seat on the floor and said nothing, trying to absorb everything he'd been told.

They had a lot of work to do.]

[ Three minutes isn't a lot of time to wind down, but it's... something. The place was quiet compared to the last two times she was here. There was the soft humming of the engines and other machinery, but that just made for a kind of nice white noise.

She hears his footsteps coming back though, and her head is up by the time he gets there. That was... fast. And something on his face- ]

What's up?

[He seemed startled out of his thoughts when she spoke, and he vaguely gestured to the windows.]

...They're there. In space.

[He slouched and his face was grim.]

The nebby-things, the... the star swirls are where people are. The crew's just snapped out of shock. They said it was like we just... disappeared, and all those space nobbles showed up.

Nebula... well, nebulae for plural.

[ Space was more Yusuke's interest than hers, but she knew that much, at least. That being said, drained as she feels, her brain is already mining away at what he was saying, implying. They disappeared, and the memory nebulae had appeared... ]

How many?

[ How many people are still stuck out there? ]

Too many. The space out there's just full of 'em. Stars inside stars.

[He frowned. Then he stood.]

So if we run the ship into one, we'll find people inside and get 'em out, right? I dunno enough about this space stuff, but I know how I can work on snappin' people out of it.

...R-right? It's like everybody's hurting out there, and they just want somebody to talk to 'em. Or at least listen, y'know?

Y-yeah.

[ Not like she's been on the receiving end of that in the past hour or anything. Brushing past that... ]

I'd suggest we split up, but... Not sure how possible that is with just one ship.

Yeah, true. ...Damn it. Maybe team up with the extra pilot staff? I mean, maybe they won't need all those people on the bridge.

[He sighed.]

Whatever the case, I ain't sittin' on my ass doin' nothin'.

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