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 Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 7:11 pm
So a couple of people and myself have expressed interest in this - here's a thread where you can post your character's dreams!
Although I've marked this as Official because I want it to be taken as a serious opportunity to develop your character, whatever happens in the dreams obviously has no impact whatsoever on the story, because... well, your character is dreaming. They're asleep. Get me? =D
These dreams can also happen whenever you want, outside of time.
I'll probably come back here later and spruce it up when it is NOT 3 a.m with class in the morning!
But for now, without further ado, please sit back and enjoy this piece I worked on just now when I shouldve been doing my remaining homework~
And of course... post your own character's dreams! ^^
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 7:15 pm
[i removed zis post in case anyone stumbled across it >O some stuff in here was outdated!]
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 7:24 pm
Here's the time frames of the various scenes -
1st scene, with "Luathrae" - He's 16
2nd, with the dead drow - He's 17
3rd, with Aunmysklyr - He's 20
4th, with Aunrae - He's 20, but this occurs before the third scene.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 7:41 pm
And, uh... feel free to talk ooc~ =D As I am doing now. Wee!
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 7:57 pm
Ouch.
Reading that way awkward, as my sister was lookin over my shoulder.
Harata dreams are so scary, she forgets them before she wakes up.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 10:21 pm
Lol. This should be fun.
Sta hates to sleep. She hates it. Not only because she thinks it's a waste of time, but also because of her dreams.
As she tells everyone, she doesn't remember where she comes from. Sure, she dreams about random people who seem familiar and all but not really. Her dreams do not serve to reveal her past very well, though they do sometimes inspire her to invent things. Still, she doesn't like how some things are familiar to her but not.
One dream she has consistently is of herself falling into a hole she ripped through space-time with some invention of hers. Another dream is of a handsome scientist who she always ends up crying for before she wakes up. Thankfully, she doesn't often dream of her past.
But Sta hates her dreams even when she's dreaming of new things. She hates them because she cannot control them. Just the other night, for instance, she had a dream that she fell out of her favorite tree. But then she sprouted wings and flew. But then she was hungry so she flew to a fast food restaurant and ate a double cheeseburger. But then the cheeseburger had tomato and she hates tomatoes so she couldn't stand eating it. So then she went outside and met up with Bapp. And then Bapp attacked her and she defended herself. But then she ended up making out with Bapp before she woke up.
Yeah, Sta hates her dreams.
I added the part at the end so randomly. xD Sta needs more humor.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 11:35 pm
"It's not enough to know your limits.. Yaaaay~! Thanks Lorika biggrin
*jumps onto bandwagon of insomniac/sleephating characters*
Odin always sees that girl in her dreams.
That girl, the one with the long flowing red hair and the eyes that shine with life and at the same time deep and knowing, knows her. She smiles at the Odin that is both there and yet not quite. She smiles at Odin as if she knows who she was before the name became her only basis of an identity. No history of which to speak of. No memories, no pain, no joy. There is only a name and nothing more.
She is always smiling and laughing. And she always, always looks at Odin as if she knows. Sometimes the girl’s smile looks different, as if she is trying to tell her something without words. Though Odin knows the girl is capable of telling her, she believes that she keeps everything from Odin on purpose. The girl knows that Odin wants to know, but she will never give her the comfort of being handed what she wants to her.
Sometimes it is unsettling, how similar their facial structures were, it is like looking at a mirror. But Odin always realizes this too late in her dreams. And by the time she decides to reach out to her, the girl just laughs and runs off. And always feels as if she were on one side of a glass wall that stops her from running after.
Sometimes the dream is bright and welcoming, though Odin knows enough to stay away because she has never been welcome in those scenes. They are the girl’s life falling before front of her eyes like photographs. The girl and her family, her two beautiful parents and doting older brother. The girl with her friends at school reading in the library or talking under a tree. The girl sitting in front of a mirror as her mother is brushing her hair. The girl and her brother taking a stroll in the park and he hands her a bright yellow balloon. The girl sitting in a patch of flowers, her crisp white sundress spread around her like white petals as she holds onto her wide brimmed straw hat. They were always so perfect, the dream scenes, as if they were taken out of a children’s picture book or a happy novel.
She has her mother’s eyes and her father’s fierce colored hair and determined expression. Sometimes Odin wishes they were her parents as well, but she knows enough not to hold on to this idea. Odin knows better, she knows that these were never were and never will be her parents. She does not know why, but for some inexplicable reason she does know why not.
She wakes from these dreams fitfully, as one would wake from a nightmare, though she often wonders why. She gets up breathless, with bullets of sweat cascading upon her features and chills running up and down her spine. She wonders at all of this, because the dreams are never outwardly scary. On the contrary they are sweet and brighter than anything Odin would expect of her subconscious. But they weren’t hers, and Odin figures that is what makes them the most horrifying.
Yeah, it's really long.. *A*..but to know what you must do to go beyond them."
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 12:09 am
“So I cried, and I begged for you to Love me love me say that you love me...” White Mage Kyo Christmas Confused, Kyo swam around a coral reef, puzzled at the fact he was suddenly able to breathe underwater. He twirled around as fish began to swim around with him. Curious, he began to explore the private world around him; looking in crevices and overturning rocks in search for gold. As he was inspecting a school of clown fish something rapped hum on the shoulder, causing the boy to jerk forward in panic. Turning around he faced a smiling Overseer, hoaxing him to follow. The white haired man was smiling just as he used to, before he lost his memories. Holding Kyo’s hand, the Overseer lead the boy deeper and deeper into the coral reef. There was something different about this Overseer. It was defiantly how he remembered him, but he instantly noticed something. His smile. Not once since he had been reunited with the Overseer had he seen the innocent, boyish trademark of a smile that the Overseer had. As he made this realization, his dream began to switch from showing him what he needed to see to what his heart desired. The Overseer grabbed his waist and pulled him against his chest and gazed into the boy’s blue eyes. Gently he pressed their lips together and hoaxed the boy into a deep passionate kiss. Blushing violently, Kyo let out a gasp in his dream and physically did the same, waking himself up. "...leave me leave me just say that you need me I can't care about anything but you."
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 1:00 am
@Odin NOT AS LONG AS MINE
Great dreams, everyone X3
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 1:15 am
These are playing into the ORP Right
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 1:32 am
They don't contribute to the story, but... they're official >3> OFFICIAL CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT arrrr~
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 1:55 am
rwr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was a good dream and I'm using it in the rp :p
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 4:14 am
*jawdrop*
*deliberately skips Kyo's*
WTF Sta?
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 5:02 am
Panda dreams of lorika slowly crawling into his bed in the middle of the night, her hand slowly creeping across his chest, her lips.....hurr hurr No. (likes the hurr now, shut up)
XDD I'll make a serious one later ^.~ and since everyone is worried about length, I think I may try to break the page -writes a book on panda's dreams.- If you've been following panda's character, you know it should be exciting.
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Posted: Sun Dec 20, 2009 11:53 am
It's nothing personal, Bapp.
Nevermind, it obviously is.
Naw, it's just a bit of fun, eh.
If you look at the rest of the contents of her dream, none of it makes sense.
But Bapp, sweetie, watch out cause Sta's obviously a shotacon.
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