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Route 29: mods ([personal profile] these_balls) wrote in [community profile] route_10652015-04-17 01:14 pm

So Make A Wish On Heaven

Who: Participants of the Dream Plot!
Where: In your dreams!
When: Anytime your character is asleep on April 17th!
Summary: As promised, this is a catch-all log where people can post a character's dream as a top-level comment and allow other holders of our Mysterious Feathers™ to come visit them! Remember that the content of your dream is entirely up to your discretion, but we ask that you only have one, and to please also warn for content as needed!
Rating: PG, and please warn for threads that may go higher!
Log:

[Under the light of the full moon, the Mysterious Feathers™ begin to glow.

In the hours that follow after they sprawl out to sleep, those who had the good fortune (or at least the insatiable curiosity) to pick up one of those feathers earlier in the week will come to discover that something very strange is happening across the regions of Johto and Kanto. There's a saying about what happens when you let your mind wander; this time, though, it's a little more than just one's mind that's going wandering, as dream after dream stretches out before you like a horizon just begging to be chased.

Don't worry about getting lost, dreamers; as real and vivid as they may seem, your surroundings are really only visions and illusions, and in the end the failsafe way to escape from them is to simply wake up. If and when you do, you might feel perfectly well-rested or as on-edge as if you'd just jolted awake from a nightmare; like the dreams themselves, there's really no telling how the experience will play out for you, being different and unique to everyone.

But for now, you've got the whole night ahead of you, filled with places to go and people to see. Might as well make the most of it while it lasts...]

exeggutorhead: (surprise)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-18 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
No.

No no no, Envy doesn't want to be here. He wants out of this dream, he wants to be anywhere else. But there's not really anywhere else to go.

He can tell it isn't his dream, though he's dreamed of the Gate before. It's just a feeling, a certainty.

...but what if it's Lust's dream? Or Greed's? What if they're in that place? Once that thought takes hold, he can't get it out of his head. And so he starts towards the looming doors. He has to make sure.

His gut twists when the doors start to open, but he waits for them to. He's forced those doors open before, he can handle this. And on the other side...

Oh.

Of course. Who else would it have been?

Without really thinking, Envy starts taking steps forward, one at a time.
garbagechild: bro i've been sitting motionless in this cemetery for three and a half weeks dont ask me if i'm ok ('are you ok')

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-19 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
Although the small, bedraggled figure doesn't look up, there is a noticeable shift in its posture.

It's unclear in here whether footsteps are really connecting on anything, but Wrath heard them, in any case.

But it's not until Envy gets within ten paces that the other Homunculus speaks.

"Go away, Envy."

There's no bite in it.

He just sounds tired.
exeggutorhead: (what're you lookin at)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-19 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
Envy stops walking midstep, putting his foot back down on the not-really-there ground.

He could go away, couldn't he? After all, hadn't he told Wrath that he wasn't going to bother anymore? Hadn't he decided that he wasn't going to bother anymore?

A memory surfaces of something that Wrath hasn't yet experienced. Of the Gate appearing in the ballroom, of the screaming and the blood. Envy had jumped out of the way then, and left Wrath to his fate.

He keeps walking towards Wrath, his steps picking up in speed.

"No, don't be stupid."

It's a purposeful attempt to provoke Wrath, at least a little. To get him to bite back instead of just sitting there.
garbagechild: like cmon man i thought we were past this (ever get surprised by ur own issues?)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-19 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
Under normal circumstances, a hotheaded little demon like this kid would be foaming at the mouth at the insult.

But he doesn't so much as twitch.

"Only stupid people and monsters end up in here."

Which one are you, Envy?

And which one is Wrath?
exeggutorhead: (tch)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-20 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Maybe Envy's a little of both. But the way Wrath isn't reacting is incredibly disconcerting, and he doesn't like it.

He scowls, and when he finally reaches Wrath, he tries to grasp at his one arm and pull him up.

"Yeah, well really stupid people don't leave while they can. So come on."
garbagechild: wish i could feel like a normal rat. outside of a bucket (feeling like a drowning rat in a bucket)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-21 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
What happens next might disturb him even more, because Wrath doesn't so much as make a single twitch to stop him. His tiny body rocks only because of the sudden lack of balance-- the arm hangs limply in Envy's grip. Even when he gets pulled up, he drags like a ragdoll, the darkness stirring around him.

"It wouldn't matter. It takes us all back eventually."

His voice is heavy.
exeggutorhead: (feeling wrathful)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-21 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Envy's never seen Wrath like this. Even after Sloth had died, even after the Gate had ripped Ed's limbs back into itself back home, he'd still kept fighting. It had been annoying as hell at the time, but seeing him now...

His motions feeling almost automatic, he lifts Wrath up off the ground entirely, carrying him partially over his shoulder just so that Wrath won't ragdoll slide out of his grip.

He sees that stirring, and he wants out of here asap before the Gate decides it wants to keep them.

"Well eventually sure isn't happening now."

He turns to start heading back to the entrance.
garbagechild: BET YOU DIDN'T THINK YOU'D SEE ME AGAIN (SURPRISE BITCH)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-22 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Wrath is all about fighting. Wrath fought his way into existence, and he's destined to fight his way right back out of it again. He's fought for every second spent in this godforsaken universe, and giving up has never been in his vocabulary.

Except, apparently, for in the dark nighttime hours when there's nothing there but fears and memories to stew in the silence.

In real life, Wrath would be running like hell for the exit, clinging to the hope that he could get out-- but this is a dream, and he knows he can't. So he won't.

He's easy to lift, light even for a child his age, and he doesn't fight back.

The darkness, however, does.

It thickens, turning to a sludge that pulls at Envy's ankles and presses down on his shoulders.

AREN'T YOU TIRED?

EXISTING IS SO EXHAUSTING.

YOU SHOULD SIT DOWN AWHILE.
exeggutorhead: (OHSHI--)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-24 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Envy staggers, nearly tripping over the sludge in surprise.

Stupid, stupid of him to come in here, he shouldn't have wasted time walking and saying anything. He should have RUN and grabbed Wrath and gotten out. But he knows even as he thinks it that moving faster wouldn't have changed much of anything.

He grits his teeth--practically baring them at the dark--, grips more tightly at Wrath, and yanks his foot forward to try and keep walking against the dragging blackness.

"Shut up!"
garbagechild: wish i could feel like a normal rat. outside of a bucket (feeling like a drowning rat in a bucket)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-24 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Wading through the shadows is like walking through slowly-hardening cement, and Wrath continues to dangle listlessly, not even twitching at the tiny black hands reaching from all around to clutch at his limbs and clothing.

They're reaching for Envy, too. He can probably feel their cold little fingers.

DON'T YOU KNOW, ENVY?

YOU BELONG IN HERE, TOO!

YOU'VE BEEN LIVING ON BORROWED TIME, AND ALL THINGS LIKE YOU COME HOME EVENTUALLY.
exeggutorhead: (FUCK OFF GATEBABIES)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-25 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
He can, and it makes him shudder. It's hard to walk even with all of his strength...and even that seems sapped in here.

Would he end up the way Wrath was right now? Exhausted and dead-eyed, not even with the energy to try?

He sees the hands grasping at the younger homunculus, and snarls as he keeps forcing his legs towards the exit. This place can't have EITHER of them.

"This ISN'T..." another step, "...my home!"

His home has tinny background music and colorful animals and a pool full of sharks. Maybe this place is what he--what all of them--deserved. But y'know what? To hell with 'deserved'.

He remembers something that helped when he'd jumped into the Gate for real, and transforms. Nobody in particular, just a guy he'd seen on the street the other day, but it's the act of changing itself that matters. Like a transmutation.

"We're REAL! Wrath, come on!"

If his transformation works, if he can get Wrath to snap out of it at all...Wrath doesn't have Ed's arm and leg, but maybe there's something else.
Edited 2015-04-25 06:05 (UTC)
garbagechild: You Won't Believe The Divine Punishment For His Hubris (Crazy Ass White Boy Defies God's Will)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-25 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
The crackle of transformation throws off the hands slightly-- it's hard to keep hold of something that is literally changing right under your fingers.

But there are lots of fingers.

And they grow sharp in retaliation, digging into what flesh they can reach like dozens, hundreds of tiny little knives.

That gets Wrath to move, if only to jerk reflexively and let out a croak of pain.
exeggutorhead: (off guard)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-04-27 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
Envy was not expecting that to happen.

He's so surprised by the sudden pain that one of his feet catches in the thick, clinging shadows--

His eyes widen, and he opens his mouth to shout in hurt and dismay.

And he falls.

He can't catch himself either, not holding onto Wrath. And he won't let go of the younger homunculus, not now, so down he goes.
garbagechild: and god is dropping a slice of ham on me (i am a little black cat)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-04-29 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
They go down together.

The stuff beneath their feet isn't exactly hard OR soft-- it's not totally clear WHAT it is, besides solid darkness. But the tiny hands are swarming over it like ants, eager to pinch and pick the flesh right off their bones, and then take the bones too, for good measure.

To deconstruct them and turn their atoms back to darkness, like they'd been before.

Something about the fall sends a jolt through Wrath, though, and he lifts his head, the dullness in his eyes fading briefly. Instead, there's a spark of fear.

Which isn't exactly great, but it's better than apathy.

"... Envy...!"
exeggutorhead: (OHSHI--)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-05-03 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Wrath waking up even that much gives him a second of some kind of relief, but that's quickly overwhelmed by Envy's own fear. He knows what those hands are trying to do.

He doesn't want them to succeed, not even in a dream.

Envy tries to stand back up, but the crushing pressure of the darkness makes it next to impossible now that he's down and having to try to pull Wrath up with him. So he does the only thing he can, and keeps transforming in a way that looks close to panicked. The cold static of it flickers over him as fast as it can.

"Get up!"

If Wrath can at least stand...Envy stops transforming long enough to try and put his strength into pushing Wrath to his feet.
garbagechild: ehhueeheehhhhhh (I JUST WANTED A STRAWBERRY)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-05-03 07:22 pm (UTC)(link)
The smaller Homunculus finally shifts in an attempt to do as he's told-- but when you only have two lopsided limbs to work with, following that particular command is harder than it sounds. Especially when dozens of sharp, cruel little hands are jabbing and pinching at whatever parts of him they can reach.

After the first couple times he manages to prop himself up on his single arm only to collapse again upon trying to get his leg under him, he sobs out, "I can't!"
exeggutorhead: (feeling wrathful)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-05-08 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Envy does what he can to prop Wrath up, but there's clearly nothing to be done. Even if Wrath could stand, he couldn't run. Unless Envy can get up, they really will both be trapped in here. They'll both be unmade.

This may be a dream, but it feels real enough. Those hands hurt.

He doesn't say anything right away. He needs all the energy he can save. But he does pull Wrath closer again, almost protectively, before trying to push himself up again.

He doesn't get far. The clinging ooze and the hands that are taking pieces out of him keep him down. He can't either, but he doesn't want to say it out loud and make it even more true.

"We have to get out!"
garbagechild: i continue to insist as i slowly shrink and am transformed into a corn cob ('I'M NOT OWNED! I'M NOT OWNED!!')

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-05-10 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Wrath clings to Envy's clothing, what little of it there is, almost as painfully as the hands coming from the shadows. But when Envy's valiant attempt at carrying them both towards the door falters, his fingers loosen and he cries out again.

"Please, just GO! I don't wanna watch them take you apart! JUST GO!"
exeggutorhead: (FUCK OFF GATEBABIES)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-05-10 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Shut up! I'm not leaving you here again!"

Envy's not thinking straight enough to remember that Wrath didn't come from that far. He just remembers the screaming, the tearing of limbs.

And he knows he never wants to see that again.
garbagechild: oouugghhhh. aaaaauuuhhh. uwaaaaaaa. awawaaa. it comes naturally to me (its quite easy to make noises)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-05-11 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Again?

In the waking world, he'd have picked up on that, probably.

But it's a dream.

Words melt together, and not everything makes sense.

Wrath isn't paying attention to details. Especially when he's shouting as hard as he can, throat raw with desperation.

"It'll take us BOTH if you don't!!"

And then there's a horrible snapping sound, as his remaining ankle succumbs to the pressure of thousands of hands.

The yell becomes an agonized scream, just like the ones Envy is probably remembering.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAUH!"
exeggutorhead: (FUCK OFF GATEBABIES)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-05-17 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Damn it, leave him alone you bastards! Let us go!"

Envy does what he can to try batting away the hands swarming over Wrath, teeth gritted so hard in anger and pain that it's a wonder they aren't breaking.

He's not thinking straight enough anymore to remember that this is a dream and not reality. The pain is real enough, and so are Wrath's screams.

All he can think of is getting them OUT.
garbagechild: you have absolutely no idea what my deal is. and neither do i. (diversity win!)

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-05-18 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Is that a request, Envy?

Are you trying to make a deal?

Probably not.

Even if you were, it's doubtful the Gate would want to hear it. Homunculi are the product of deals. They don't have anything to give.

So the darkness has only one thing to say to him.


N O.



And then the hands surge forth to dig into Envy in earnest. This time they don't let go.
exeggutorhead: (FUCK OFF GATEBABIES)

I am getting all the use out of this icon that I can

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-05-19 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
A scream of pain and fury finally tears itself out of Envy's throat, and once it starts he can't seem to make it stop. He kicks out at the hands as much as he can, not that it does much. There's too many of them.

It hurts to be unmade.

His thoughts racing frantic loops around themselves, he thinks that maybe if he could just use his arms...

He'd have to let go of Wrath. But only for a second. That's all.

And he's--they're out of options.

He tugs his arms free from around Wrath and twists, trying to beat the hands away.

"GET AWAY!"
garbagechild: You Won't Believe The Divine Punishment For His Hubris (Crazy Ass White Boy Defies God's Will)

AS YOU SHOULD

[personal profile] garbagechild 2015-05-20 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
That's just what they were waiting for.

As soon as Envy's hands slip away from Wrath, a force stronger than anything the thousands of stick-thin arms had shown previously surges forth, under and against him like some kind of riptide, sweeping the two Homunculi away from each other.

Envy is being carried back to the doorway.

Wrath is being dragged deeper in, his face a pale blot in the sea of black.
exeggutorhead: (horrified surprise)

[personal profile] exeggutorhead 2015-05-21 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
No.

He hadn't wanted this to happen, he hadn't thought that this would happen--stupid, STUPID. He struggles against the tide of hands, beating at them and screaming every curse he knows, but even with all of his strength he can't fight them.

He'd wanted out, but not like this.

"Wrath! Damn it, STOP! You can't do this!"

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