Dreamweaver (O/A)

[Linda West]

Have you ever had a dream you couldn't explain? Did it have a supreme impact on you?

Lately several people who have woken out of a coma only to end up committing suicide, authorities have no idea of what to make of it. The culprit? Dreamweavers, shapeshifters who enter into the dreams of unsuspecting people and warp their dreams into psychologically scarring nightmares so much so that upon waking up they suffer insanity. The Dreamweavers have a society, their leader is called 'The Master Dreamweaver'. So what now? You've slipped into a coma, your dream will begin pleasant enough, however you like it. However your dream will soon change as the dreamweavers turn them into nightmares. Can you find and stop the dreamweavers or will you end up losing you sanity?

[Linda West]

1. Respect all players
2. No godmoding or auto hits.
3. Since this is a dream powers are not set. It's a matter of will power. You may have any powers or manipulate the world around you, you may create npcs. You may not control another person's character or npcs. Telepathy is not allowed.
4. Post at least once every two days. If you think you will gone for a while then let me know about it.
5. Pm all profiles to me titled " My Dream" for dreamers and "Dream Corrupted" for Dreamweavers.
6. The dreams will cross into each other, your dream will run into the dreams of others hence giving dreamers a chance to interact with other dreamers or dreamweavers.
7. Keep OCC stuff in the OCC thread and not the main thread.
8. Anime pictures ONLY!
9.All posts must have a post format, it can be simple but it must include a picture of your character and their name.
10. This rp is semi-literate to literate, While I do value quality over quantity a minimum of a paragraph per post is required. No one liners!
11. Romance is allowed, cybering is not. Please follow Gaia's TOS.
12. More rules may be added at any time.
13. Swearing is fine but please don't make it every other word.
14. Have fun!

[Linda West]

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Deus

Deep within the realm of dreams on some godforsaken rock, upon a hard and uncomfortable chair composed of dark crystal sat Deus. He knew nothing to little of the real world for the Master Dreamweaver had been stuck inside of this realm most of his life without seemingly a friend in the world. Dreamers went in and out of this realm constantly, some stayed longer then others, but none stayed permanently. So it was that there was no point in trying to be close to anyone except the figments of his own imagination, after all anyone who was 'real' was only a fading facade in this realm who would soon vanish and leave him all alone once again.

No, Deus was tried of it, tired of everyone always leaving, tired of his only friends being the ones inside of his head. The dreamers who stayed the longest were those somehow thrown into a coma, Deus could make sure that they never wake up... or if they did that they would regret it. Turning someone else's dream into a nightmare was something that only a few could do, the dreamweavers, typically those tossed into a coma and have remained in such state for several years eventually learned control over dreams. Nightmares would be the route to go, make them so terrified that they'll never wake up. Sure those dreamers may come to hate him... but at least he wouldn't be alone.

[LylaGhram]

Lyla walked alone down a dark hall. It was close quarters, the walls barely giving her room to pass. She felt like she had been walking a long time and she probably had. Her eyes felt heavy, her chest tight. She hadn't seen anyone in a long time, although she knew that she could easily call upon any of her friends to join her, she felt like being alone right now. Sometimes the hall would change beyond her control, but it had been straight for a long time. There was a faint light at the other end, and she hoped that it would lead to an opening. The walls felt like they were closing in, brushing her shoulders, making it hard to breathe.

She wanted someone to save her from this place, her mind was weary and she felt tears sting at her eyes. She sat down after a moment, the fit was tight, but it was enough to rest for a little while. She looked up, the walls went on forever. She had never seen a ceiling here in this world. It was like the possibilities were endless, but somehow, she was still trapped. She curled up and imagined that she was back home, with her mother and father and sister. She could remember them so clearly. After a year or two in the dream, she had realized that it was just that, a dream. It had gone from a nightmare she could not escape to one she could almost control. Her mind began creating rooms to protect her, friends to keep her company, but recently, she had been walking. One day, one of the rooms had just opened up into this never ending hall, and after debating walking through the doorway to an unknown possibility, she had taken the hall.

Lyla had been walking for what she could estimate to be a few months, although she never slept and never grew hungry, she felt time passing in the way that when you wake up, you know that you have slept the whole night through without really feeling it. Lyla didn’t need the sun or a clock anymore to tell her that a day, a week, or a month had gone by. She could feel it in her very being. She looked down towards the end of the hall, where the faint light still hung in the air. She pulled herself to her feet slowly, and began the long walk once more.

[Linda West]

Deus

Deus could sense it, one of the longterm dreamers trying to leave, trying to get to the light... trying... He frowned, he didn't want her to go, to leave him alone in this realm between realms. He saw the narrow hallway and the light, Deus started to manipulate the dream into his own manifestation, tossing the light even further from the girl since he couldn't destroy it... light could never be destroyed. The outside world would always exist. But Deus could put it further out of reach. From the darkness he created demons to after the blonde girl and attack her.

Deus himself stood there in the distance watching her... " Why continue down this path? There's nothing there you know? The more you continue the more you be attacked." Deus himself almost seemed to blend in the darkness but he was quite real, well about as real as one gets in the realm of dreams. Why did dreamers want to wake up? Was it not better to stay in a world in which thought controlled everything? Where sheer willpower was the power to create? He watched wondering how the girl would handle the demons.

LylaGhram

[LylaGhram]

Lyla felt the presence of other before she could see them. She had felt this before, long ago when she had first realized she was within a dream, an alternate reality. Demons emerged from the darkness, trying to stop her from reaching the light. It seemed so much further away than she and originally thought, and she knew that this was a manipulation of the world around her. However, her fight or flight kicked in. She knew that she couldn’t run, the hall only had one path, but could she fight something she couldn’t control?

She pushed her hands against the wall as the demons grew closer, willing it to change. Open. Open. Open. She thought desperately, and suddenly, she stumbled through another hall. This one was different, and there was no light at the end. She wanted to go to the light, she might finally have found a way out, but the demons… She held back tears and started running down the hall she had created for herself, away from the demons, but also away from the light. She was running deeper and deeper into the dream. Why would anyone want to keep her here? The friends she had created along the way had whispered to her of others, people who could alter the dreams but could not escape them, like she could if she tried hard enough. Was this one of the others? A person who was trying to keep her from leaving? She continued down the new hall, it was not straight like the last, but winding and confusing, twisting and turning beyond her control.




Linda West

[Linda West]

Deus

Deus followed the girl as she left one hallway for another, this one darkness without end. Dues hated hallways, hallways always lead to a door and a door may lead to the dreamer waking up. He had to admit she was talented at dealing with the demons, perhaps a different approach was needed. He grabbed onto the darkness of the hallway manipulating the hall way into something entirely different, something outdoors and perhaps less frightening. The landscape changed to that of a beach, there were even sail boats out at sea as the ocean crashed on down the sand and seagulls could be heard. It was a perfect simulation.

His voice was calm and straight forward... "Where are you running to? Why are you running? Even in this place if you keep doing such things you'll end up tired. You should relax a bit more. " Yes... relax and not even attempt escape. Let down your guard, stay here... I don't want to be alone in here. Don't leave. These were the thoughts inside of Dues's head, much like the thoughts of a child. He did slip into a coma when he was only four years old. He grew up in the dream realm and knew far more about it then he ever would about the real world.

LylaGhram

[LylaGhram]

Lyla stumbled out of the hall onto a beach with white sand. White sails dotted the waves and the overwhelming sight caught her by surprise. She walked out to the ocean. The water lapped at her feet as the sea crashed in and then pulled out again. A voice was inviting her, stay, relax. Where was she going? She looked back, but the hall was gone. There were dunes behind her, and she could almost forget she was in a dream. But not completely. Was it possible to die here? Could she drown herself in the waves?

“What do you want?” She asked softly, nothing but the seagulls and the waves around her. But someone was there, someone was watching her. This was the work of another person. Her brain would have to dig deep for a memory like this, and this was a place she had never been. She couldn’t have created this place. She started to wade into the water. She was barefoot, a loose, white dress hung from her shoulders, and as she got deeper into the water, the water soaked her dress and it clung to her as the waves rushed out again.




Linda West

[Linda West]

Deus

Deus went out into the water, his black trousers were getting soaked and instead of a black jacket he suddenly found himself in a white shirt. Why she had decided to leave the sand for the water he didn't know, this seashore was one which Deus created many times... a soothing place. Was it possible that when he had been awake he had good memories of such a place? He didn't know, he had been trapped in this false realm for too long. He gently put his hand on the blonde girl's shoulder.

She wanted to know what he wanted, his voice came out calmly... " My name is Deus and I want you to stay. " He then wrapped his arms in a hug from behind, Deus was nineteen but he had been a coma from the time he was four, he had grown tired of false people in his dreams. Fake parents, fake friends, fake everything... the ones who were real almost always vanished. He didn't want the blonde girl to vanish, even if she hated him for it. In many ways he was still a child because he grew up in a world of his own, a false world.

LylaGhram