TheArtfulJamie
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- Posted: Mon, 01 Aug 2011 02:18:04 +0000
But they can't make you leave. They can't.
You won't let them.
You won't let them.
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Welcome to The Dream Shop. Buy any kind of dream you like to keep you satisfactorily occupied from the moment you close your eyes until, well, until you open them again, of course!
Nevermind that these are blackmarket dealings and stealing dreams is a dangerous process-- you filthy rich insomniacs deserve better!
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That's right. In the not-so-distant future, dreams have become a commodity. An illicit commodity, but a commodity nonetheless. There are those who are experts at extracting them from people's heads while they sleep, and there are those who are specially trained to stop them.
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A little child looks up at her window as it glints in the setting sun's glare. The beads and feathers on her dreamcatcher swirl in a light breeze, benevolent but hypnotic, making her sleepy. She feels at ease laying her yawning head on the pillow, for she knows that the protective web dangling above her will be her guard in the night, watching for evil that may attempt to sidle its way into her mind.
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The Envoys have been trained since a young age to recognize a thief of the mind, as well as how to strategize against them, follow them into dreams, and how to remove them from the dreamer's mind without causing any . . . collateral damage.
→ The Defining Trait of All Thieves is their Pattern of Movement. Slight Felinity in Mobility, Rapid Eye Twitching, and Abnormal Mannerisms of Posture and Gesticulation Combined with A Suspicious Aura.
Yes, that's right, Envoys have been trained to access a part of the human brain that is highly intuitive and recognizes the physical presence of auras.
Also, all Envoys (and Thieves) can use telepathy with eachother. Normal humans can only use it in dreams.
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ENTER: The Booke family. They are unassuming, unobtrusive, unsuspecting-- but there is one unique thing about them. Their dreams. The underground network of Thieves has caught wind of just how juicily peculiar, exciting, jubilant, explosive and in general just completely off-the-handle-AWESOME this family's dreams always are. It's the jackpot. It's a dream come true, if you'll pardon the pun. (Even though it's not really a pun . . . BUT WHATEVER. ANYWAY.) Suddenly, every good Thief who cares about his or her reputation is plotting to infiltrate the minds of this family in any way they can. The only problem is, the Envoys have also found out about the Bookes, and are keeping a suffocatingly close watch on this suburban clan of super-dreamers.
You know what this means.
ஜLet the games begin.ஜ