So Make A Wish On Heaven

[these_balls]

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...]

Comments

Alphonse Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist

[armoredsoul]

The desert spreads out in all directions, dry and hot and bright from the sun glaring down from its' perch in the sky. There's nothing there--not ruins or plants or anything. Just flat, gently rolling sand as far as can be seen.

Well, that's not entirely accurate.

You might hear the clanking first, or notice the glint of light on steel, but in this wasteland with you is a tall, imposing suit of armor, the patterns on it glowing a dull, disturbing red. It stops for a moment when it sees you, then slowly walks closer and speaks with a surprisingly young voice.

"I...I didn't expect to see anyone here."

[awesmazings]

This area seems familiar to Jimmy. It isn't Miseryville, but it's hot and dry just like it. It's weird how empty everything is, though...that gets Jimmy's attention right away. He looks over when he hears the sound of clanking and is a little startled by the presence of the armor, which is quickly replaced by admiration because wow that's really cool...

He tilts his head a little at the voice, though. It sounds...familiar, but...

"...who are you?"

[armoredsoul]

If he could, he would smile--he always liked it when people admired the armor rather than feared it. It felt a little less lonely that way, and he'd always tried his best to be as non-threatening as possible.

"I'm Alphonse." He recognized Jimmy, but he couldn't quite remember from where just yet, still held in that weird sway of dream-logic and the memory it came from. "You...you really shouldn't be here, though."

[awesmazings]

"Alphonse..." and that's about the time he connects the voice to the face he remembers, and before he gets the chance to ask why Al is wearing that suit- or...appears to be, at any rate- he says that and it causes him to falter for a moment.

"...why? There isn't anyone else here, is there?"

[armoredsoul]

Al shakes his head. "No, there isn't...that's why. I should be the only one here, the rest were..."

The lines on his armor glow a little brighter, and he looks down at himself with an air of worry.

[awesmazings]

Jimmy frowns a little, shifting a bit in the sand. "...what is it? Is there something wrong?"

[envy_the_sinners]

The scent of the desert. The give of sand under his feet and the blistering heat of the sun. A powerful wave of nostalgia hits Scar. It's been just over a year, now, since he's last set foot here.

The metallic clanking of Al's footsteps is immediately familiar, in spite of Scar's having not heard it in so long. When the boy speaks, Scar turns to him with a grim frown. Only one question comes to mind, and he isn't even sure Al will know.

"Is this Lior?"

[armoredsoul]

"...it was."

There's no accusation, no blame in Al's voice. It's just a statement of fact. But something's niggling at the back of his mind..something isn't right here. Didn't Scar die?

"How did you get here?"

[envy_the_sinners]

"I don't know." Maybe this isn't real. Maybe they're both dead in the wake of the transmutation. It would have been a miracle for Al to survive it in the first place, Scar had only been going out on a limb.

"Could we be dead?"

[armoredsoul]

"I...I don't think so?" Something about that wasn't right, but he couldn't put a finger to it...Al reaches hesitantly to put a hand on Scar's shoulder.

"Are you hurt?" His arms are back somehow, but...well, Scar's just as bad as Edward at getting hurt. It's worth asking.

[envy_the_sinners]

"No. But I believe I am supposed to be..." Scar trailed off and grasped his left arm with his right. Under the light cloth of his robe, he could feel a distinct scar circling his left bicep. Small details were starting to trickle back.

"My arms were gone." He was talking more to himself than Alphonse. Scar's brow suddenly furrowed. There were no details. He just knew- "I was shot."

They really were alone in the middle of nowhere. When the dunes came to rest just right, you used to be able to see Ishbal from here. Naturally, there wasn't anything to see anymore.

Hope you don't mind new CR :)

[imperfectscientist]

Carlos has been living in a desert for a while, so wandering in the desert isn't unusual. And seeing something unusual in Night Vale happens almost every day, so he's not as startled as he would have been had he not had that experience. Still, it's a little jarring to see a suit of armor talking to him and sounding like a young boy. Still, it's Carlos, so he's more curious and excited than startled.

"Neither did I! Mostly endless deserts tend to be pretty empty, in my experience. I'm Carlos. Carlos the Scientist. ...Can I just say, your suit is really fascinating! I've never seen one quite like it."

the noise I made omg

[armoredsoul]

"H-huh? Um, thanks...it's, uh, sort of unique, hehe. It's nice to meet you, Carlos. I'm Alphonse."

He pauses then, looking out around the desert before turning back to Carlos.

"How did you get here?"

haha a happy noise I hope!

[imperfectscientist]

"Alphonse, hello! It's good to meet you!" He pauses. He was so caught up on the cool suit he hadn't really processed the fact that he was suddenly in a desert. "Um. That is a good question! I certainly don't remember coming here...Do you?"

so happy!!

[armoredsoul]

"I...not really?" he says in confusion, one large gauntlet going up to rub his helmet. "I know...sort of what happened before I was here, and why, but...I don't remember getting here."

:D !!

[imperfectscientist]

"Oh. I was kind of hoping you would know. That's really curious though! Do you recognize this place at all? I've spent a lot of time in various deserts, but I'm fairly certain this is not one of them..."

[silentscales]

Snake wanders the desert, not seeming to mind the heat all that much. He recalled the two pokèmon that had followed him to this dreamland, not wanting either of them to suffer in this heat, however he managed to come across a Desert Horned Viper in his travels. The snake now took residence on his shoulders, enjoying the heat of the sun. Despite looking like he has fair skin, the scales covering his body seem to protect him from the sun.

He stands still as the armor comes closer, ready to move if it had any ill intent. The viper even raises up, but they both relax when they hear the child's voice. He isn't exactly sure how to respond, or why such a young voice is coming from such a large suit of armor. "I did not expect to find anyone here either, says Meredith."

[armoredsoul]

The odd reply makes Al pause for a moment, assessing the man with a closer eye. The scales...was he a chimera from Lab 5 as well, like Martel?

"Have you seen anyone else? I...I'm looking for my brother."

[silentscales]

Snake shakes his head no. "I have only seen Snake here, says Meredith." He looks up at the armour and together with the snake on his shoulders, tilts his head, "Aren't you hot in there? asks Meredith."

[armoredsoul]

"Ah, no, I'm used to it," Al says sheepishly, rubbing the back of his helmet. "What about you two, are you doing alright?"

[silentscales]

"Snakes like the heat, says Meredith," Snake answers simply. It was a bit warm, but his scales still protected him from the sun. He might not have horns over his eyes like Meredith, but his hair was helpful enough in that regard.

[foolishwren]

Huh.

A desert.

Well, that's new, and it means she's not in her own dream anymore.

Which is A-OK by her.

You don't wanna know what Heather's dreams look like.

A trip to an endless desert might be a little dull, but it's a breath of fresh air.

Or was, until the Iron Giant's baby cousin showed up.

Heather stops in her tracks, squinting at the approaching metallic behemoth. Until it speaks, at which point she blinks, brows shooting up.

"... And I... did not expect you to sound like that."

... Or to sound FAMILIAR for that matter.

"... Al, is that you in there? Holy shit."

[armoredsoul]

Rude, Heather, clearly he is the cool cousin. GOSH.

"Huh?" Al shifts a little, looking down at himself and back up at her.

"Um...yes?" He's been like this for a while, hasn't he? She didn't know him before...wait, before what? Where does he know her from, shoot...

[foolishwren]

UM, ARE YOU VOICED BY VIN DIESEL, AL? NO? THEN SIT DOWN, LITTLE MAN.

"How are you even-- is that real armor?"

She hasn't quite cottoned on to the fact that his memories are a little off-kilter-- she's strolling right up to tap on the armor curiously.

[armoredsoul]

NO, HE IS VOICED BY THE QUEEN OF TSUN which is weird 'cause you'd think she'd voice Edward in that case.

"Y-yes? It's always been!"

Those knocks on the armor ring suspiciously hollow and Al takes a step back, nervous. "Heather, what are you doing here?"