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Nov. 18th, 2016 12:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
parasomniacs
Week Ø Jungle
Dream???
[It is dark, and you are alone. The place is familiar - perhaps the place where you last were in fact, but it is as if time stopped and everyone was removed from the picture except you. You, however, are only walking through it, and you've already been walking for a long time - you aren't sure where or when you began, but your legs feel like wood.
As soon as that thought crosses your mind, though, you notice that they actually are. These are not the legs you started out with, and worse. You cannot stop them. However you may feel about this journey, you're continuing it until you finally collapse from exhaustion. As the world blurs around you, you sense someone's eyes on you from above, or possibly behind.
Then, like the next scene has been swapped in a view master, you're surrounded by dense jungle - you've found a clearing with a pool. Instead of your face, a doll is reflected on its shallow surface. It takes a long moment to remember what you really look like, and you still can't remember your name. Even when you try to talk, to jog your memories, your voice sounds wrong.
Your memories will gradually return to you (though not enough to really tell people who you are) - for now, you're surrounded by, well, what seems to be copies of you. But the way they move looks unfamiliar, so maybe it's not the case? And also, the number of dolls seems to be increasing by the minute. It's a mystery what's going on, but you sense those eyes again... it's probably a bad idea to stay in one place for now. You might as well mingle.]
(( OOC: This is a prologue for the dream world, so please use your sock accounts! The amnesia in this dream will be temporary, it is just to keep them from talking about their identities before they learn the rules. When they wake up, they will remember everything about themselves except how to use their powers, and they will have only vague memories of this dream log. Feel free to assume they are fuzzy enough to not interfere with daytime mingle threads as far as waiting for them to finish.))
As soon as that thought crosses your mind, though, you notice that they actually are. These are not the legs you started out with, and worse. You cannot stop them. However you may feel about this journey, you're continuing it until you finally collapse from exhaustion. As the world blurs around you, you sense someone's eyes on you from above, or possibly behind.
Then, like the next scene has been swapped in a view master, you're surrounded by dense jungle - you've found a clearing with a pool. Instead of your face, a doll is reflected on its shallow surface. It takes a long moment to remember what you really look like, and you still can't remember your name. Even when you try to talk, to jog your memories, your voice sounds wrong.
Your memories will gradually return to you (though not enough to really tell people who you are) - for now, you're surrounded by, well, what seems to be copies of you. But the way they move looks unfamiliar, so maybe it's not the case? And also, the number of dolls seems to be increasing by the minute. It's a mystery what's going on, but you sense those eyes again... it's probably a bad idea to stay in one place for now. You might as well mingle.]
(( OOC: This is a prologue for the dream world, so please use your sock accounts! The amnesia in this dream will be temporary, it is just to keep them from talking about their identities before they learn the rules. When they wake up, they will remember everything about themselves except how to use their powers, and they will have only vague memories of this dream log. Feel free to assume they are fuzzy enough to not interfere with daytime mingle threads as far as waiting for them to finish.))
