Here I Go Again On My Own

[these_balls]

Who: Participants of the Dream Plot!
Where: En route to Dream Prom!
When: Saturday, April 18th!
Summary: The second round of dreaming, during which participants ought to be having a dream that involves travel of some variety, or of needing to get to a faraway place. The content is up to you, just make sure it involves that in some way!
Rating: PG, and please warn for threads that may go higher!
Log:

[It's day two of the dream plot, and this time participants have gone under for good; hopefully you weren't in an uncomfortable location, because you're going to be in a minor dream coma for the next two days, traveling along to...

...well, you'll find out eventually, won't you?

Good luck and happy travels, dreamers!]

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Envy | Fullmetal Alchemist

[exeggutorhead]

Envy's on a train. Not the high-speed one that goes between Goldenrod and Saffron, but a proper old-timey steam engine.

'On' being the key word there, because he's not inside in the passenger cars. No, he's crouched on top of one of the cars, head up and the wind making his hair stream out behind him. He doesn't seem to be having the slightest trouble staying balanced.

The train is traveling through a dense pine forest, with no visible civilization or anything manmade to be seen other than the train and its tracks, stretching out ahead and behind.

Because this is a good idea, right?

[alive_through_luck]

A train? Duo'd never been on a train before. They didn't have them on the colony. It was...an adventure, to be sure. It actually took him a second to get his bearings and keep from falling over before he was walking through the passenger cars. First one, then a second, and a third before he noticed the ladder going up.

Ever the one to leap before he looked, Duo started to climb. He held on for dear life and as he peeked over the edge of the car, he noticed a person. His eyes went wide.

"Hey! You're gonna fall off!"

He started to point at the person there, but he nearly lost his balance and had to grab hold with both hands again.

Lightning Farron | Final Fantasy XIII

[bylight]

Racing along the black beaches, the race track of Cocoon, across the Wildands... Lightning never stopped once to let Odin rest, his form changing from horse, to chocobo, and back to being a horse. There was times she jumped off of the back of her steed and took to the air with Bahamut. She has no idea where she needs to go, but she knows she must get there.

At last, the scenery changes to the sleeping city of Luxerion. She steps off of the train, taking off her sunglasses and looking around. "... This is the North Station..." Why was she here? She walked into the city, trying to desperately figure out why she needed to be here right now, and what she was looking for.

[[ooc: if you don't want spoilers, i recommend not tagging this since it's third game based.]

[shatterings]

Naminé's been following the portals for a while. She'd started outside Castle Oblivion, traveled through Traverse Town, through Twilight Town, Destiny Islands, the World That Never Was, through Wonderland and Agrabah and Halloween Town...

But then she'd ended up here, in a completely new place. It's quiet, and quite unlike anything she's ever seen. It has a distinct sense of gloom to it, and Naminé finds herself vaguely unsettled by the whole place. Part of her is expecting to find no one. The other part is hoping she does.

That voice is familiar. She turns and relaxes visibly, a little smile tugging at her lips.

"Lightning."

Carter Blake | Heavy Rain

[lieutenantantichrist]

Blake is driving a convertible down an open coastal road. His arm is resting on the door and the wind is in his hair.

He's not sure what he's headed toward. Away's more important. The curves in the road take all his attention, so he doesn't need to think. To the left cliffs fall away into the sea, and the air smells like fresh salt, and wooed hills spread to the right.

Speed limits are for civilians.

He leans into the turns and doesn't pay any attention to the animal crossing signs bearing silhouettes that don't look like deer.

[ajustcaws]

That's a nice, normal ride you're having there, Blake. It's pretty, but it's normal, which must be very nice indeed.

It would be a shame if something...

happened to it.

So a pegasus swoops down and starts flying low next to Blake in the wrong goddamn lane, because hahaha, what even are travel lanes? Her rider is from Fantasy Not Europe and what is this. They're going so fast that Cynthia isn't sure if Blake would hear her, so she's just going to try and wave.

[pipers_son]

Hopefully Blake isn't speeding so much as to miss the poor schmuck on the side of the road, a wide grin on his face and thumb pointed out in the universal gesture of "so guess which jackass somehow doesn't have a ride"?

How? It's a mystery. It could be very well that Joker is just messing around here.

...But seriously he's hoping he'll get a lift here.

[unkinder]

You find yourself in what appears to be a void. It’s much like space in a way, with no definable floors or walls yet you’re standing on something and not just floating haphazardly. In every direction there are stars that seem distant and twinkling, along with hues of pink and purple that give the illusion of really being in the atmosphere. The only thing to tell which direction is up and which is down are brightly glowing strips that point off to some indiscernible horizon. No matter how long one walks down this path there never seems to be an end, yet the only way to go is forward...if this way even is forward.

This is where Nagi finds himself as he walks slowly ahead with his Lunatone hovering behind him, her bright blue eyes providing an extra bit of light in the already ethereal gloom. There is no one else here other than Nagi, and the most immediately recognizable fact is how quiet everything is. His footsteps don’t make any sound as he walks, and neither will anyone else's who happens upon this endless hallway. But it must lead somewhere...

Cecil Harvey | Final Fantasy IV: The After Years (Dissidia: Final Fantasy)

[paladinlost]

When Cecil travels, he does it in style.

And as far as his world is concerned, there is no greater style than the Lunar Whale soaring through space, on its way to...

To be honest, he's not quite sure where he's going.

But it's been years since he's last been able to appreciate the bizarre thrum of the ship beneath his feet, or the way the control crystal glows with every touch and thought. He's all alone at the moment, but that's fine. The night is young, and there are plenty of beds ready for future passengers.

[enjoymyatelier]

...now what in blazes is this, even... perhaps if it hadn't been for spending three years in the Pokemon world, Kayneth would take a little more issue with this. As it stood, though, this bizarre technological... thing wasn't bothering him nearly as much as it could be.

Plus, there was someone familiar on board, as well...

"This is certainly unique. Where are we, exactly...?"

Heather Mason | Silent Hill

[foolishwren]

It's actually been AWHILE since she's been on the open road.

The world seemed to get a lot smaller once you earned the right to Fly, and it was easy to forget the long dusty roads that stretched through miles of mountains and grasslands between each of the cities.

It's one of these paths that Heather's found herself on after finding her way out of wherever she'd started this dream journey in (Rust. Broken locks. Don't ask. Silent Hill shit), a broad yellow path cutting through a field, with dark green smudges of trees in the distance, promising shade.

The sun beats down and Bug-types chitter and whirr, unseen, in the long dry grass.

She can feel blisters on her heels and dirt under her fingernails, and a heavy ache where the strap of her backpack cuts into her shoulder.

Heather smiles.

She'd forgotten how much she liked the trip.

Bouncing the pack a little higher, she keeps walking, puffs of dust kicking up off the toes of her shoes as she goes.

She can see flashes of orange and black popping out of the grass here and there only to disappear again-- Cujo's already run ahead, chasing Sentrets. She doesn't bother calling him.

They're both headed for the same place.

[wing_attack]

A familiar Braviary zooms past, and an Ursaring runs down the road, slowing down as she gets close to Heather. She roars a hello, waving a giant paw, and then -

- well, that sure is a red-tailed hawk chasing the Braviary, wheeling around so that he comes back towards Heather.

<Hey!> He lets out a shriek, wild and joyful, as he lands on the Ursaring's head.

[dangerousidol]

Rise wasn't too sure why she was traveling. She'd been walking for a while though, that much she could remember. Her Noctowl, Fukuro, was lazily drifting along behind her, the warm air keeping him from having to strain too much. Since his eyesight was much keener than Rise's, he saw a figure long before she did.

Before Rise could call him back, there went Fukuro. Himiko let out a delighted squeal and ran after him as fast as her little legs could carry her. This just forced Rise to run after them. "W-Wait!"

The trouble with Fukuro was that his balance was terrible. He lands in front of Heather just fine... and then proceeds to fall over even though he was on both feet. He hoots at Heather like this didn't bother him.

[exeggutorhead]

When he winds up in this dream, Envy's in possibly the most unsuitable clothes for hiking ever.

But then, he's not human here either. The dirt road doesn't bother his feet even without shoes, and the sun isn't going to burn him. He could walk all day and carry a whole campsite on his back and not get tired.

Very convenient. But somehow, it's almost lacking something.

But if you're going traveling in Johto, it's always best to do so with friends, and when he sees Heather up ahead on the road he grins and puts on a burst of speed to catch up.

"Hey!"

Carlos the Scientist | Welcome to Night Vale

[imperfectscientist]

Carlos is walking in an endless desert. Sand is whipping up periodically, and he keeps having to shake it out of his hair. He knows this desert is nearly endless, intellectually, because when he was here before with Dana, she explained that she would walk for days and never find anything except more stand and a blinking red light atop a mountain. And so it should be....except, for some reason, this time Carlos has a feeling he's going to find something here. Something new and exciting. That there's something he's heading towards. And that. Doesn't make a lot of sense, but he's excited about it!

I am so sorry!

[unfulfilledstrex]

[Desert Bluffs, being in a desert, is bound to have a wide and vast desert out by the outskirts of town. Kevin had felt the urge to travel and leave his beloved town. He had wandered out into the the vast desert wilderness and it was familiar to him. He had been here before and...he hated it. Absolutely hated the wide expanse this weird desert overworld had to give.

However all was not lost. In the distance he sees a familiar face and he quickly rushes over to the dear sweet Carlos. His footsteps are quiet and calm. It isn't long before he gently taps upon the scientist shoulder]

Carlooooossss, why hello!

Phoenix Wright | Ace Attorney

[presentyourbadge]

Here's the thing: Phoenix Wright doesn't own a car. Phoenix Wright owns a bike, and old and worn-down one, and bikes can only go so far before they break. Which it had. Just this morning.

Which was just PERFECT, of course, because -- because it was his premier court case today, right? That's why he was running down the sidewalk in such a rush, after all. He had just got his badge back, he couldn't possibly be late --

-- except Phoenix doesn't exactly remember being in this part of the city before. Nothing seemed familiar. In fact, it seemed...dull and indistinct. He couldn't make out the features on any of the buildings, and the street just seemed to...well, it never seemed to end. Phoenix slowed down to a quick walk, confused, bewildered.

"Ai?" Prin coos, the Aipom and his Shinx ambling along beside the lawyer. Phoenix bends down to scoop her up, and is struck by a sense of unease. Something was off, but what was it, exactly? Pokemon were allowed in court, right? Why wouldn't they be? (And even if they weren't, he could probably sneak them in.)

But the more Phoenix thinks about it, and the more he walks, he slowly starts to realize that he may not be going to court after all. Wasn't his big court debut months ago...?

[bylight]

Lightning has been walking for a while now. She's looking for something, but she can't remember what. It's strange. It felt really important that she find whatever it was.

This city is not one she has ever been in. What makes it stranger is that somehow some of her Pokémon had followed her. Ambling along beside her was her pride and joy, Vanille, who was now a Ampharos. On the other side was Sinopa, her Vulpix, who looked as confused as her trainer about being here.

The last had flown ahead of them. Her Noibat, Anima. She's spotted something and was heading straight for it. The small Noibat was rather rash at times and zooms right past Phoenix's head at full speed. Realizing she's overshot yet another target, she stops herself and turns around. So now there's a Noibat in your face, Phoenix, chirping with interest.

Impmon | Digimon Tamers

[badabooms]

Today Impmon's dreamscape is a vast desert, a huge orb that only vaguely resembles Earth looming in the sky above. There are even tumbleweeds, rendered in electric purple bands of light and code, drifting across the ground in clumping herds. Where exactly Impmon is heading as he runs through this desolate landscape, again trailed by his Beedrill, isn't clear, but he's moving with determination this time, not fear.

[samsa]

The first dream Kaneki had was pleasant, if a bit mundane. But he ended up visiting other dreams without entirely meaning to, and thanks to that his own seem to have taken something of a turn. He's in Tokyo, back in the 20th Ward. It's also nighttime and the streets seem to be deserted, but the streets aren't where Kaneki actually is at the moment.

Anyone first entering the dream will find themselves standing on the street before the sound of trashcans being loudly knocked over shatters the silence and a figure goes running past at the far end of the alley. Kaneki is very clearly running from something, taking as many detours and back alleys as he can. Slamming into the trash cans has obviously slowed him a bit, eyes wide with terror as he staggers in his haste to get moving again. He can't stop because he can hear that he's being followed, high, faint laughter following him as well no matter where he goes.

[OOC: Kaneki's being chased here, and depending on how threads go and if what's after him happens to make an appearance there may be some mention of blood but no gore or anything above PG13 and absolutely no mention of cannibalism or anything of the like.]

[grapeeater]

Someone appears, seated on top of a strange motorcycle. He's not sure who's following this person, but he does need help. And hadn't he made a promise to make whatever difference he could? So the armored figure drives in front of Kaneki, idling the motor for a moment.

"Hop on!"

There's enough room on the back to seat another person, as long as they don't mind hanging on.

[babel_hacker]

The landscape was like hell came to Earth. The streets were full of cracks, there's messes all over the place and property damage as far as the eyes can see. The land was tinted red, giving it an almost ominous glow.

And running along the path was Atsuro on a Cerberus, clutching tightly with one hand and his other holding onto his Lanturn. An Arcanine was running beside him while a Dedenne was holding on tightly. They're running towards something. Or was it away from something?

Atsuro don't know, just that he got to keep on moving.

Ryner Lute :: The Legend of the Legendary Heroes

[tearsofademon]

Ryner is driving a horse-drawn carriage.

Just a single horse, and far less fancy than anything your typical nobleman would ride. It's basically a box with a simple tarp to fit over it, to be honest. But it keeps the food dry when it rains, if nothing else, and Ferris will have a fit if this dango delivery goes anything less than perfectly.

He's keeping the pace slow and calm. There's no rush. And might as well enjoy the nice day, right? The birds are chirping in the trees, the sun is warm but not overly hot...

[dreamsofahero]

Perhaps no rush for Ryner, but that might not necessarily be true for everyone else on the road. A clatter of hooves of a trotting horse approaches from behind, accompanied by what may be an all too familiar voice.

"On your left!"

And, indeed, should Ryner look to his left as those hoofbeats pass, he'd see a certain silver-haired king astride a white horse.

Veronica Madaraki | Franken Fran

[stitchedupbodyguard]

The area was a dry and empty dessert. Nothing particularly special about it. Every so often, Veronica thought she could see a glimpse of a town or something on the horizon.

It was probably nothing.

She sighed, glancing down at her feet. The last time she had been on a journey like this, she at least had a companion with her.

Lancer | Fate/hollow ataraxia

[solas_ion]

The ground shook under the assault of powerful steps belonging to a pair of horses--one black and one gray--pulling a sturdily made chariot suiting an ancient warrior. And at the reins of those horses was, of course, Lancer. Still in teenage form and in full armor, but Lancer all the same, with the feral grin and occasional excited shouting in archaic Irish Gaelic.

Don't get run over, because they're really booking it--across an open green field under bright sunlight.

[paishodown]

This open, grassy plain wasn't exactly like the back country of the Earth Kingdom or the Fire Nation. Asami was no geographer, but it didn't look like home, and she didn't recognize it from the Pokémon world.

And she hadn't seen anything horse-drawn in her lifetime that wasn't for novelty or in a museum. Hang on... She played that guy in chess, didn't she? Asami tried to stay out of his way, all the while waving him down.

saber. fate/stay night. garden of avalon spoilers.

[ex_cashcow493]

[ A king simply does not dream.

No, that isn't true for the most part. Kings were often ambitious men who thrived off of desire and wanting. These thoughts are what would guide them to conquer others and grant them remarkable feats worthy of being passed down in history. For Saber, dreams were nothing more than training to be a good king.

This was the fate passed down to her. The fate she gripped tightly in her hand and withdrew from the stone. The fate that came with the guidance of the all knowing incubus known as Merlin. The fate that eventually rewarded her entry into the safe haven created at the end of the Age of Gods.

Dreaming for Saber has simply never existed for her beyond Johto. When she was here last, there was a pink Pokemon who consumed whatever dreams may have been and since her return, sleep has just been peaceful. With a feather in her possession however...



... so does anyone need a ride? Saber's riding skill is surprisingly well, but she might ask for some money so that their ride can continue. Yes, it does take coins. ]

[dressofheaven]

[The rumble from behind Saber's amazing ride heralds the arrival of another, something very huge... and somewhat horrifying.]

Hi Saber!

[Sitting atop the towering nightmare she's named Berser-car, Ilya waves with a smile that shows absolutely no end of smugness.]

[dressofheaven]

[While she's been driving her monstrous vehicle around ever since the dreams started, Ilya now has a reason for doing so, aside from "because it's awesome".

Her dreamscape is a forest in winter, trees bare of any leaves, no sign of civilization, just endless dead vegetation in any conceivable direction.

And maybe, flicking out around the edges of perception, there are things that look like some sort of predatory animal... But then, they could just be a trick of the light. It's hard to tell, really.]