YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Manda CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Donovan Blackwell LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:here RED OR WHITE? Red! NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: - You can sign up first and fill the nightmare solo later. Just a reminder that this solo can and will affect gameplay at the end so if you leave it blank post signups you will get a small bonus handicap!
Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
You dream a terrible dream one that seems to last forever. ( OOC: Once again Nightmare solos will affect something at the end of the event, but it is UP TO YOU how long you want to write yours. It can be two lines and that is fine seriously! Whatever you're comfortable with. Think of it as a writing exercise) I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING (wow shock and surprise) OMG SO SURPRISED
Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2014 11:57 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: whoan CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Valendil Arendahel LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Hope this is ok RED OR WHITE? Red like the blood of thine enemies NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: - You can sign up first and fill the nightmare solo later. Just a reminder that this solo can and will affect gameplay at the end so if you leave it blank post signups you will get a small bonus handicap!
Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
You dream a terrible dream one that seems to last forever. ( OOC: Once again Nightmare solos will affect something at the end of the event, but it is UP TO YOU how long you want to write yours. It can be two lines and that is fine seriously! Whatever you're comfortable with. Think of it as a writing exercise) I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING LET ME SEE YOU SUFFER! scream
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:31 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: LOLTERNATIVE CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Avery "Ava" Wright LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:x RED OR WHITE? White - swap if needed! NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: tw: blood / 2spoopy
A metallic taste filled her mouth, so strong it made her gag and her body heave. She pushed back the covers and climbed out of bed, the floor wet and sticky under her bare feet. She took a shaky step forward, and behind her she felt its presence, following her as she discovered his masterpiece. It was cold, unbearably so and she wrapped her arms around herself. She stepped into the hallway which seemed to stretch out before her. Lights flickered oddly, illuminating red, dripping words scrawled across the wall.
H e lp Wh e r e a re yo u ? S t op I th urts A va
She closed her eyes as she moved forward, but the words pierced through as if they had been burned into her eyelids. She pushed open the door and he was on her, pulling her eyelids open; making her look at his gift for her. She screamed as she looked upon their bodies - or at least, what was left of them. If she did not recognise the room; her house, she would not have recognised her parents, sprawled across the bed and floor. Something cool pressed against her hand and she looked down to find herself covered in blood; knife in hand.
"No," she whispered, dropping the knife to the ground. "I didn't do this." she fell to her knees, hands pulling at her hair. "This wasn't me! It was you! It was the monster!"
He chuckled behind her, so close to her ear she could feel his mouth brush against it. "Oh, Ava. Who's going to believe you if you tell them about the monster under your bed? Hm? What about the one in your cupboard? And when you talked about the one at school, what happened then?"
Her body wracked with sobs. She remembered that. It was the first time she'd seen the monsters and she had screamed so loud and was so hysterical they had to take her away. She didn't like hospitals; she didn't like the way they probed at her and asked her questions like they understood what she was going through. But she wasn't a fool; she saw the disbelief in their eyes, the annoyance that they had to deal with a child who firmly believed in monsters. Too many ghost stories, they said. Possible trauma from abuse. Overly active imagination paired with a mental condition they had not yet identified.
"I'll kill you," she whispered as she did every night. He simply laughed in response as he faded away.
"Good night, Ava. I'll see you tomorrow."
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:32 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: LOLTERNATIVE CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Eitri LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:x RED OR WHITE? Red NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: He breathed deeply, squinting into the darkness around him. He could smell smoke in the air and hear faint screams but no matter where he turned or how far he walked, he couldn't find them. He screamed out in frustration. He knew he was supposed to be there; to help them and protect them. They were dying and he was standing here like a lost puppy. Faces flashed before him, crying, screaming or lifeless. Some of them reached for him with a look of familiarity; some of them a look of betrayal.
"Why aren't you here?"
He felt as if he'd taken a blow to the stomach, unable to breathe, their faces appeared more frequently; rushing at him, screaming at him, clawing at him. They were suffocating him and he did not move. He could not protect them, it was their right to punish him.
"Useless." "You were supposed to protect us." "Where were you?"
He felt himself slipping and they stopped, backing up to look at him with disgust. "You're weak." they all called. "Go now. There is no use for you in this world." "Don't try and find us in the next." "Traitor." He closed his eyes and let himself fall into darkness but the faces and the voices followed.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 2:35 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: chirigami CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Milo Hale LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:bloop RED OR WHITE? No preference :3 NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
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Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
You dream a terrible dream one that seems to last forever.
The images floated above and around them like a film reel, filling the Delusion World. Making them easier targets. She laughed as all they could do was lay defeated on the ground, heaving and grabbing at the dirt on the ground to help them get back up. It shifted from three to four and then back to three of them. Their armor cracked and broken in all the right places, to show their struggle. To add to the dramatics when they would get back up again, win the day. But he couldn't find the strength. None of them could.
And so she just laughed, wickedly, slowly raising the barrel of her MMZ-00 Moya Moya Z-Cune because she knew she had the time and fired. Pot shots, one after the other. Each hitting their target. Dekaranger, Flashman, Gorenger, Bio-Man, Zyuranger, Gokaiger.... Each image riddled with bullets, dissolving into nothing as their destruction ricocheted into the real world and vanished from existence.
He could feel it too. Was he screaming? The knowledge popping like bubbles in his mind, leaving him as she destroyed each official series. His power faded. He switched from red to green, from Nobuo's role to his own and back again. He felt helpless. Why weren't they getting their vigor back? This happened all the time, the heroes would lay defeated but they would rise again, finding that last ounce of power within them to win the day.
But he couldn't feel it, just the drain. And then a swift kick to his head. He rolled once and then settled on his side, his bare cheek against the dirt. There was a shadow over him, smirking. A glint reflected off her glasses as she looked down on him, pressing a boot to his face.
"What does this make you now, Milo Hale?" Malseena purred as her stiletto heel dug deeper into his temple.
I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING (Of course! Never not suffering.)
Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 3:20 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Rapidashtrainer CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Valtiel LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Here RED OR WHITE? White (but am flexible) NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
It is a field and it stretches as far as the eye can see. Valtiel shifted nervously and pawed at the ground feet. That didn’t seem at all odd to the ghost horse. Not when you find yourself with hooves instead of those silly human boots he had been made to wear back in the school.
There was something unsettling about the field. Great dark clouds were beginning to roll in and the tall grass rustled in a manner that had nothing to do with the wind whatsoever.
Valtiel began to run.
Slowly at first but as time went on, the ghost horse began to increase his pace. There was anxiety in his heart and a sense of displacement. It didn’t matter how far or how fast he ran. The scenery did not seem to change. In fact, Valtiel was pretty certain that running was all he could do to ensure that he remained where he was.
Tossing his head up, the Valtiel let out a terrified whinny; calling for his friends, his lost herd, his missing owner...
The world stood still.
Panting Valtiel turned nervously around. The field continued to stretch out endlessly in every direction.
The rustling started once more...
Valtiel began to run...
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Viva Viola CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Anasia LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:bloop! RED OR WHITE? White [will be flexible though] NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
This was it.
She was having a nightmare.
As much as she wanted to, Anasia couldn't seem to shake herself awake, images of the sun and its blinding rays glimmered across her body, causing her skin to swell and melt, as she walked through the expansive desert she was suddenly in.
Her brothers and sisters were all pointing at her, laughing and cheering the sun on as it got hotter and hotter, her legs slowly becoming a long trailing puddle as she walked on, forever doomed to walk the desert till she was no more than a drop amongst the many grains of hot sand.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 6:27 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Niyakami CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Kaela (Reaper Quest Character) LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Quest RED OR WHITE? No preference NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
"She couldn't even speak to save her life." "Pathetic!" "No one would even notice if she was gone." "I bet her family wouldn't even miss her." Kaela found herself in nothing but darkness. All she could hear is voices. So many voices with such hateful words. She could not tell where she was or what was going on. "Kaela who? Daughter? I have no daughter." ...was that her mother and father..? No daughter? Did they not remember her? They were walking away.. Kaela reached out a hand trying to get their attention. She tried to call out to them, but no words would come out. Was she really losing her family? Why was she so weak? "Couldn't speak to save her life"echoed through her mind. Kaela stood frozen in fear, full of sadness and heartbreak. Was this really her family? Were they really just going to walk away and forget all about her..?
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Ririka CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH:Setana LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Here RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: A sinking feeling swirled within Setana’s stomach as he stood in the room of shadows that was slowly being overtaken by swirls of white. White. He didn’t have a good association with the color. To him it was too bright and misleading. It hurt his eyes and made him feel uneasy. Some saw the color of pure, but the hound knew better. Black; that was a shade that brought him comfort for some reason. It made him feel welcomed. It made him want to sleep. It allowed him to have a sense of peace while attempting to dig around his mind for things that weren’t there.
“You may never know, you know…”
He thought about that constantly. To never know who he was; why he was? Setana had come close to being okay with that, but the idea still plagued him.
“Do you intend to still chase yourself like a cat chases a mouse?” “Do you intend to allow it to eat you like a snake eating its tail?”
Maybe he was doomed to chase what never was, what never will be.
His heartbeat quickened as the comforting shadows continued to be engulfed by the walls of white. Should he try to run? Should he cower like a pup? It was too late for action. Before he knew it the floor turned to static and he began to sink…
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 9:40 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: SlipBorne CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Peggy LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:here! RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: It wouldn't go down. It wouldn't go down. She swallowed and swallowed and gagged and coughed but the bone in her throat wouldn't budge. Whether it was dark or light she did not know--all of her senses were focused on the unnatural press of the sharp, ragged edges against the soft flesh of her esophagus, the pressure on her windpipe, the sensation of the bone turning and scraping without ever yielding or piercing. She was alone in herself with nothing but the rasping hack of her own gasping breaths and the futile clenching of muscles and the sensation of the whole world turning around the unnaturally tilted axis halfway down the inside of her neck.
She coughed and coughed and coughed, but nothing moved. Nothing would ever move.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 10:10 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Sexy Cocaine CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Li Shou LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Here RED OR WHITE? Red NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Chains. There were chains dragging behind the cait sidhe no matter where he went on campus. The clinking sound was maddening to his sensitive ears, and yet he couldn’t stop moving. He had to get out of this place. The boil had never wanted to be here. It was no longer a school, it was a prison, and while he had willingly checked himself in, there would be no checking out until his sentence was complete.
As he hurried through the buildings with metal bars on the windows and mischievous looking disciplinarians, the chains grew heavier. Li Shou’s hopes of escaping became more and more dampened, Until he saw the front gates in front of him.
There, just beyond the campus limits, stood his family.
With one last hopeful burst of energy, he ran towards them as fast as his bound legs would carry. The boil’s audible breaths echoed across the dark area. He was going to make it. He was going home! The comfortable life he had regretfully left behind was once more in his grasp!
Then he reached the end of his chains.
Just inches away from the people he loved. His mother looked down at him with pitying eyes, while his father and sisters held cold, stern disappointment. “You’re not allowed to leave.” All four spoke in unison, the varying tones sending chills up his spine. "You have to stay here… Forever.”
“Mama!” Li Shou cried, shaking his head as tears poured from his eyes. “Mama don’t leave me!”
They all turned and began to walk away. The boil fought harder to catch up to them. “No, please!”
Suddenly, his feet were yanked out from under him. He let out a pained yelp. They were dragging him back. The chains were dragging him back into the school. “No… NO! NOOOOOOOOO!”
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Sexy Cocaine CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Riyo LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Here RED OR WHITE? White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Riyo could tell that whoever she was with had some sort of high regard in her mind.
The way he smiled made her heart pound in blissful arrhythmia, though she couldn’t quite define any facial features besides such. He spoke in such a way that caused her ears to confuse simple speech with a flowing melody, though there was nothing truly defining about the way he spoke. The dichotomy of their bodies as they stood in such a close proximity was enough to make her blush, but there was nothing specific about him.
He was a shadow, and yet it didn’t matter. Through whatever happenstance, this man had proven himself worthy.
Riyo trusted him more than she ever thought was possible. Everything about him was a missing piece to a puzzle she had given up on a long time ago. For him, her walls crumpled into piles of dust that drifted away on the soft breeze of sweet nothings he whispered. They were incoherent, yet for her they held so much meaning.
The duo walked down what seemed like a never-ending hallway, the silence between them like a subconscious agreement not to ruin the moment, until he abruptly stopped.
Riyo turned to look back at him curiously, wondering what could’ve been wrong, when his hand was held out to her.
The ghoul could feel her cheeks slowly warm, but very hesitantly grasped the hand in her own. Before she could blink, Riyo had been pulled into an embrace. It was soft, warm, fluttery. She couldn’t remember the last time her legs had felt so weak.
Weak enough to be shoved against the wall. Her eyes widened at the sudden unexpected gesture, hands grasping at his undetailed clothes. “W-what are you doing?” The words almost hurt her ears as the echo repeated multiple times down the hallway in a loud, bellowing frequency. His arms slid away from her like serpents, only to clamp down on one of her shoulders. The other hovered ominously.
“I don’t understand…” That much was a lie. She understood alright. Riyo just wished she didn’t. In one fell swoop, the hand that had once so tenderly held hers was piercing through the thin layer of clothing and skin, and breaking her ribs with minimal effort. Much like the Trojan horse, her defenses had purposefully fallen to invite him in.
And like the Trojan horse, he brought nothing but devastation.
Powerful digits squeezed her still-beating heart, a simple pull severing the multiple fleshy cords that held it in place. “N-no.” The demoness sputtered as the organ pulsated in his retreating grasp. It was such a small thing. Fragile, beaten, a little rough around the edges, but it had never ceased its continuous rhythm through her journey.
Her body was released, forming a crumpling heap on the floor. The figure began an inevitable retreat alone down the hallway.
“Don’t leave me.” She cried out as a pool of red warmth surrounded her. “I… I need you!” Her hands desperately reached out as his shadow became less and less visible. “Please don’t go!”
Riyo’s yells became weaker and weaker as he wordlessly left. There was nobody now. She had been robbed and left to die.
It was more than that, though. The pain was nothing compared to the maddening ache the shadow left in his wake. The addiction, the need for more contact and comfort. The desire for someone else’s touch, and now, without a heart, she feared that such a feeling would never be within her grasp again.
The walls fell. There was nothing now. Nothing but a dark void where only pain and hunger existed.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 10:40 am
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Draconicfeline CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Sap LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Link to Quest RED OR WHITE?White? Whatevs NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
Sap felt a chill winter wind blow through her branches, nipping at her sap and bark, threatening to freeze her dead. She knew she was fine, though. She would not freeze. She had survived other winters before, and woudl survive this one too.
Still she could feel it. Frost, like crystal knives, formed, cutting at her. It hurt, but she knew she would survive. The frost woudl melt again, and her roots would have sweet water, and the sun would come again, and she would have nourishing light.
Sap the tree shifted in the wind, awaiting spring.
At first, she roused when she felt the soft warmth touch her Phloem, sending a renewed flow of sugar through her channelling veins. Spring... was it spring? Early, yes, but Spring had been early before. If so, she would need to grow. Had she a heart, it would have sped up. Had she voice, she would have cried out in joy at the tendrils of warmth that began to grow.
Those cries would have become screams as it became too much, as heat cut like claws into her, blistering her, bruising her, turning her blood to caramel and then to char. She shook struggling, as the heat began to consume her.
This was not spring... It was fire.
The fire picked at her. First her leaves, scattered like lost children on the ground. She heard them pop into flames, and then they were gone, ash. Pop! Pop! pop!
Then it was her bark, chewed upon until it was no more. Then her branches, adorned with a crown of brilliant pain, reaching to the sky as if for succor. None came, no soothing rain or merciful death. Only fire, only pain.
Then it devoured her trunk, eating away at her, ring by ring, until only her core remained. And then it was no more.
Her roots popped and crackled, her trunk split, and she felt herself crash, down, down, endlessly down, in a rain of embers...
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YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Rhea Byrne CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Edgar Barlowe LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:Quest thread RED OR WHITE?White NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
- You can sign up first and fill the nightmare solo later. Just a reminder that this solo can and will affect gameplay at the end so if you leave it blank post signups you will get a small bonus handicap!
Prompt: Today is the first night you dream, but it is only of nightmares. Your greatest fears and hesitations rise up to meet you, memories or ones not yet fulfilled, anxieties grip and tear into you.
You dream a terrible dream one that seems to last forever. ( OOC: Once again Nightmare solos will affect something at the end of the event, but it is UP TO YOU how long you want to write yours. It can be two lines and that is fine seriously! Whatever you're comfortable with. Think of it as a writing exercise)
TBE I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING (wow shock and surprise)
Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 12:26 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Nuxaz CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Efreet LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:HERE RED OR WHITE? Red NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT: Here soon, promise I HEREBY AGREE BY ENTERING THAT I AM SIGNING MY CHARACTER UP FOR POTENTIAL SUFFERING I'M ALL IN
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2014 12:27 pm
YOUR GAIA USERNAME: Sciz CHARACTER YOU ARE ENTERING WITH: Jacquard LINK TO THEIR QUEST OR JOURNAL:barf RED OR WHITE? Either NIGHTMARE SOLO PROMPT:
When Jacquard first realizes what’s going on he’s alone. He’s not sure where he is, just featureless and ever expanding in all directions. Pulling on his jacket as if to check that it is closed, he bites his lip. “Did I drive everyone a way again?” A flighty laugh comes from behind, his head snaps around to gaze where the disembodied voice may have crept from. He gulped. “No it’s much worse.”
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