Ileein2010-08-19 15:24:54
QUOTE
Somewhere far behind you, a woman yells, "Don't wander too far!" Ignoring her warning, you continue far into the forest, until all light is consumed and shadows surround you. With a sickening crack, earth-covered wood below you suddenly gives way and you tumble into pitch-blackness, mentally bracing yourself for the bone-crushing impact. When it comes, there is no pain, only wetness and freezing cold. Darkness and exhaustion overcome you as you realize in some tiny corner of your mind that you are about to drown in some forgotten well, never to be found.
$person cries out in her/his sleep, but soon goes completely still.
$person cries out in her/his sleep, but soon goes completely still.
Azus2011-08-30 11:31:35
An unseen current plays across your body, drawing you down a dark tunnel, the darkness echoing with whirring wings that upset the air and an almost wet, fluid scuttling noise that sends chills down your spine. A wet dripping draws your attention to a deep alcove where you catch glimpses of odd fungal creatures soaking in a murky pool. The outlandish scene is cut short, however, as a sudden shock knocks the breath from your lungs. You turn in horror to see gore-streaked mandibles and lanky legs lunging towards you. As you move to shield yourself, your vision is engulfed by a calmer, dreamless darkness.
(Person) shifts softly in (his/her) sleep before making a sleep-addled cry for help and rolling over.
An expansive network of tunnels spread out before you, each gap and crevasse with in your perception as you tread with great confidence, urged onwards by your purpose. Without warning, your prey flits past you, avoiding your grasping hands as they fly on the wing down the dark and slippery depths. You give chase, evading formless dangers and unseen pitfalls, spurred onwards by necessity. With a lunge, you narrowly miss the tiny golden mist that is your quarry, tripping and rolling to an undignified halt. As you stand and brush yourself off, a tide of golden spores sweeps past your eyes before scattering in all directions once more.
(Person) moves (his/her) limbs sluggishly in (his/her) sleep, suddenly jolting to a halt before slowly relaxing with a disappointed yawn.
Go-go Undervault only dreams?
(Person) shifts softly in (his/her) sleep before making a sleep-addled cry for help and rolling over.
An expansive network of tunnels spread out before you, each gap and crevasse with in your perception as you tread with great confidence, urged onwards by your purpose. Without warning, your prey flits past you, avoiding your grasping hands as they fly on the wing down the dark and slippery depths. You give chase, evading formless dangers and unseen pitfalls, spurred onwards by necessity. With a lunge, you narrowly miss the tiny golden mist that is your quarry, tripping and rolling to an undignified halt. As you stand and brush yourself off, a tide of golden spores sweeps past your eyes before scattering in all directions once more.
(Person) moves (his/her) limbs sluggishly in (his/her) sleep, suddenly jolting to a halt before slowly relaxing with a disappointed yawn.
Go-go Undervault only dreams?
Aerotan2011-08-31 08:05:18
QUOTE (Aerotan @ May 6 2009, 07:02 PM) <{POST_SNAPBACK}>
QUOTE (Serenwilde)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by your children, and theirs. Pixies flit and play within your branches, giggling in the way pixies do. After a moment, you sense one of the shards near your base, and your maiden rewards them as you welcome the newcomers he brings into your loving embrace.
QUOTE (Magnagora)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by pathetic excuses for shards. They grovel at your base, praising you and cursing you by turns. Like clockwork, the creature below you screams in agony, and you revel in the growth of your power. One of the fool shards caresses your cracked surface, and you swallow him, taking him to your core where you may break him.
QUOTE (Celest)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by a gleaming white rotunda. The sounds of reverent prayer from above fill you with a humble pride, which in turn causes you to shimmer beautifully. A shard comes forth, kneels before you, and offers a small littany as another steps within your waters. You reach up, taking the second shard into your warm embrace.
QUOTE (Glomdoring)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by a primal beauty. The sprawling forest around you is perfect, as it always has been, and the shards surrounding you all agree on this. The great spirit resting in your boughs cries out, striking fear into the hearts of those shards near him. One of those at your base offers a tribute, and you reach out, wrapping him in your thorny embrace
For all four dreams, those around the dreamer would see:
shimmers for a moment with Aetheric power.
Thoughts? Suggestions? Lynch mobs?
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by your children, and theirs. Pixies flit and play within your branches, giggling in the way pixies do. After a moment, you sense one of the shards near your base, and your maiden rewards them as you welcome the newcomers he brings into your loving embrace.
QUOTE (Magnagora)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by pathetic excuses for shards. They grovel at your base, praising you and cursing you by turns. Like clockwork, the creature below you screams in agony, and you revel in the growth of your power. One of the fool shards caresses your cracked surface, and you swallow him, taking him to your core where you may break him.
QUOTE (Celest)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by a gleaming white rotunda. The sounds of reverent prayer from above fill you with a humble pride, which in turn causes you to shimmer beautifully. A shard comes forth, kneels before you, and offers a small littany as another steps within your waters. You reach up, taking the second shard into your warm embrace.
QUOTE (Glomdoring)
You stand, as you always have, surrounded by a primal beauty. The sprawling forest around you is perfect, as it always has been, and the shards surrounding you all agree on this. The great spirit resting in your boughs cries out, striking fear into the hearts of those shards near him. One of those at your base offers a tribute, and you reach out, wrapping him in your thorny embrace
For all four dreams, those around the dreamer would see:
Thoughts? Suggestions? Lynch mobs?
In this skein again:
Hallifax:
You stand once more, as in a time long past, supported amidst the currents of the flowing winds. A sudden surge shocks the entity within you into a more stable configuration, and you enjoy a surge of increased efficiency. One of the Collective bows in tribute to you, and you assimilate him into your core.
Gaudiguch:
You stand once more, as in a time long past, blazing above a great city of sand and secrets. The creature housed near the peak of your home bellows a mighty flame, but you merely take it into you and use its primal fury to better yourself. A reveler within your home cries for freedom, and you reach out, freeing his mind from the confines of flesh.
EDIT: And just in case:
Ackleberry:
You stand once more, as in a time long past, rooted within your great forest. You reach out to your children and theirs, and feel the soothing touch of Sister Lake once more on your boughs. A shard curls up in your roots, and you extend them over her, keeping her save while she rests.
Jojobo:
You stand, as you always, have, surrounded by the, broken and untamed wild,s that are your HoME. yOU FeeL THe BEAt AnD PuLSe, of tHe JUnGLE, CAlming you and allowing you to fight the madness within. A shard leaves an offERIng of blood, and you take her into your self to assist in the bAtTlE WiThIn.
Kiradawea2011-08-31 18:43:37
Almost, except remember that the Great Honeysap still grows and thrives and gives Honeysap logs when you complete the quest to contact Ackleberry.
Aerotan2011-08-31 20:36:29
I thought its ethereal counterpart, and likely therefore its consciousness, was severed, though.
Sakr2011-09-14 23:56:16
How about sleep messages that occur after you die to a creature? Next time you sleep, you will find that person or creature in your dream, haunting you all over again?
Enyalida2011-12-14 02:40:09
I wish dreamweavers could induce non-sleeping dreams for the willing, sniffle. That and restore rest to people >_>
Enyalida2011-12-28 22:59:16
EDIT: And it's gone now, looks like I made a double post.
Do I have to envoy all the dreamweaver dreams utility skills that don't currently exist? /sniffle.
Do I have to envoy all the dreamweaver dreams utility skills that don't currently exist? /sniffle.
Unknown2011-12-29 13:13:35
Thank you for a well written post, it really made me think.
Unknown2012-01-05 07:53:00
Like clockwork, the creature below you screams in agony, and you revel in the growth of your power.
stainless steel kitchen sinks
stainless steel kitchen sinks
Eritheyl2012-01-05 09:38:06
Oh hell yes, it's time for us to dream of sinks.
Enyalida2012-01-05 09:41:21
I feel like some of these spam posts should be left in, with their links disabled somehow.
Eritheyl2012-01-05 10:53:10
This if the first one I've seen, I genuinely flipped my battleships.
Pretty funny!
Pretty funny!
Unknown2012-01-05 23:51:59
Kicking your legs back, you relax and begin to read a book to the crackle of a warm fire. Engrossed in the tale, you have hardly a care in the world until your spouse suddenly tugs on your arm. Frantically she points around the room and the fires licking up the walls. You open your mouth to reply before thinking the better of it before shoeing her off and returning to your read, determined to finish the book before your own end comes.
$person smiles with relaxation for a moment before breaking into a cold sweat.
$person smiles with relaxation for a moment before breaking into a cold sweat.
