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You have a dream.

In this dream you're not yourself. You could be anywhere -- sitting in class. Sitting in your room. Doing the things you like. All you know is that suddenly in this boring, day-to-day, dull dream you suddenly change.

It starts as a longing, a gnawing hunger deep in your gut. You haven't eaten. You're so hungry. Maybe you look around for food -- a candy bar in your bag or your desk, a sandwich you left somewhere, even a water bottle to get something into your system. None of it suffices. You're hungry. You're so hungry. You can't bear how hungry you are. You're in pain, you're so hungry.

You stumble around in a fog -- suddenly out of your bedroom or your classroom, dreams are like that. Suddenly you're somewhere else. And there's someone in front of you.

You know them, it's a classmate --

-- and you're so hungry. You're so desperately, panic-strickenly hungry.

You grab them. They're slow. They smell as delicious as Bella Swan to Edward Cullen after a long period of not vegetarianly eating a wolf the author of this never worked out how that worked, so if you're Frankie Del Rockham you accept this with delight. You're so hungry. They smell so good. The biting's easy, and suddenly your teeth are teeth that rip and shred rather than blunt teeth that can only make ragged, unsophisticated holes -- and the blood's so good and the flesh is so sweet, and so is their screaming.

You wake up starving, unfinished and unsatisfied.

You're so hungry.

TO ALL COMBATANTS: please keep your eyes peeled for, in the next week, a massive death roll RP that will require you to roll to live. If you are not going to be around, you are free to have a friend proxy roll for you so long as the friend notes down that they are doing so.