Dreaming Wide Awake [Fourth Wall/Open]

[revenancemods]

Who: Everyone! Current characters, fourth wall characters, whoever wants to show up.
What: The portals are closed. Everyone's in Traverse Town, including a whole bunch of new people. This should be interesting.
Where: Traverse Town
When: Throughout the day
Warnings: Depends on the characters. Expect language at least.

You didn't expect to be here. You really didn't. The technicolor buildings are a surprise, as is the little white flying bear telling you you're in the dream world. He gives you a bag full of what looks to be currency, enough shiny things to create a creature of your own (or so he says), and sends you on your way.

Good luck.

Comments

[fromearth]

"...Sorta... sorta seems like something that oughtta explain itself."

Sparks chewed the inside of his cheek, sizing up the armored guy. It was a little tough to imagine some soldier-type wouldn't be brushed up on this kind of thing.

"Sort of the natural conclusion to come to, after that memory bombing incident by that weirdo Plutonian terrorist group, like... what was it, like, fifty years back? Sixty...? I dunno. Point is, assault on the consciousness is a serious offense."

The freshly made Hebby Repp bounced on its tail, replying to Fang in happy little grunts. Hey there, I'm a lizard! My person's real neat, if you like his hat wait until you see his super neato gloves why doesn't your person have a face?

[unrecovered]

Wash took a moment to blink, grateful his expression was hidden behind his helmet. Wherever this guy was from, they'd figured out how to make Epsilon contagious.

Fuck that.

"I'm pretty sure we're not from the same place," he started, catching himself using the this-guy-is-crazy voice. "Or time. Or anything." And this was probably not the way to explain things. "Look, you know you're dreaming, right?"

Okay super neato gloves sounded really really cool! Where were they? He wanted to see! And of course his person has a face! It's just behind his helmet, that's all.

[fromearth]

"Yeah, it... doesn't take much to figure out this REM-kidnapping's some sort of interplanetary crisis. What with this not being Mars, and all. Would usually get this to USSA territory, but. Well, now I'm here, so..."

He heaved a sigh and ran a hand through his hair. Thanks for reminding him, Wash.

"Yeah I do. That's the kicker, isn't it, sleep's like... like pretty much the only time I'm not on duty. Not anymore. Great."

"--Hold up, did you say time?"

There, they're right there, see, you can see them on his belt there, they're REALLY shiny but he got cross when I tried eating them!

[unrecovered]

"Try interdimensional," Wash replied before he could stop himself, "and if there was anything you could do about it from here, we would have figured it out and done it already."

He got fixated on time, of all things. Great. "Yes. I did."

Hmmmm. Maybe they're really tasty and he's saving them for a special occasion! Like cake!

[fromearth]

"Ahhh, dang it."

A headache had picked up, and showed no signs of slowing down. This was starting to sound like the kind of problem that would take several weeks that would feel like many more months.

"Space is big, but it's all in one place. In a... manner of speaking. You... you know what I mean. You bring in time stuff, it just gets... way, way too complicated. So far out of my jurisdiction."

Another big sigh, before he straightened his badge. "Still. They went and roped me into it, can't rightly wait for someone else to handle it. My brain, my problem, so hope you don't take offense if'n I'm not takin' your word at face value about there being nothin' to be done."

The Hebby Rep's eyes went wide. Hand cakes, oh wow, that's the best idea. You don't need a fork or anything you just put it to your face--his person was a genius.

[unrecovered]

"What part of interdimensional did you not get? It's not just space and time!" Wash couldn't tell if this guy was an idiot or just wasn't listening. It was just as irritating either way.

"I didn't say we couldn't do anything; I said we haven't found- you know what? No. No. I'm done." At this point, Wash didn't care if this guy was dumb or just ignorant; he just knew he didn't want to deal with him anymore. "Good luck, cowboy. Let me know when you run out of ideas and actually want information on this place. Fang, say goodbye to your friend. We're leaving."

Awwwwww! Fang whined a bit before waving a wing at the Hebby Repp. See you! Save him some hand cake, okay?

[fromearth]

"Well, I'm--wait what."

He had been gearing up to give a neat speech, about how it's his job to uphold law and order wherever it is that chaos reigns. It was going to be real noble and selfless and inspiring and all that.

Too bad his audience was storming off.

"Seriously?" He looked at his spirit again. "I mean, seriously?"

It gave a solemn rasp. He was just mad because you didn't share cakehands.