revenance_rpg | Dreaming Wide Awake [Fourth Wall/Open]

Dreaming Wide Awake [Fourth Wall/Open]

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.

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On the list of 'things Alpha enjoys' meeting a copy of himself is very very low. Granted it's also a very short list and it's actually made up of stuff he hates just to make a point but still...

"The hell? Oh that's just great, look if you're from the future..." and that seemed the logical guess from the giant MeowWow, damn those things grow up to be huge. "Then let me just tell you right now... I. Don't. Want. To. Know."

Caboose the MeowWow bounds up to what just has to be a group of new friends. Oh look their person looks just like his person and one of them is like an awesome giant one of him! They are all going to be the best of best friends!

"God I fuckin' hate time travel." Alpha mutters bitterly.

Hey, then it's a good thing Epsilon isn't exactly a clone of himself, even if he came from the future. "I'm not telling. I'm not in the mood to have Wash try to kill me again. There might not be someone to pull him off me next time."

"But as a warning, this isn't time travel. I'm not you. My name is Epsilon. The Prickleman is Allison, and the big guy is Caboose."

"Epsilon... wait, you're one of those AI things?!"

Sorry Epsilon but yes, he is going to make the same brilliant observation every time, at least you don't have to go through it hundreds of times like he did with Gamma's time loop trick.

"I thought you needed a human host or partner or whatever... and why the hell do you look just like me? That's my blue... Didn't they have another color armor for you to run around in?"

Epsilons really is going to have to hold back annoyance with the Alpha... "Of course I am. And this is a robot body. I arrived in this, and there really isn't a way to get another color. Besides, until you got here, I was the only one in the color. What's the point of changing when there's no confusion?"

"Yeah, but that's my color! Are you me? No, no you're not."

Meanwhile Alpha's Caboose is going to be trying to make friends with Epsilon's. His person is always talking in that vaguely pissed off or totally pissed off tone of voice, so there's no reason to worry just yet.

"Hang on... Epsilon... aren't you the one that went nuts inside Wash's head?"

Epsilon is glaring at Alpha at that. Not that you can really tell for sure. "Of course I'm not. Didn't stop Caboose from trying to make me his best friend."

Epsilon's Caboose makes happy noises. Your person is like his. Very much so. They should be friends. He likes friends.

Allison isn't nearly as pleased, and is now growling at Church. "I'm not crazy, Church. I'm completely sane." He looks down at the growling Pricklemane. "Allison, calm down."

"Caboose is a fuckin' idiot. He probably got confused because you're wearing my color blue."

They should totally be friends, and hang out and play games. And does your person sometimes get so mad that they forget how to use words and just make long strings of angry noises?

"You, named that thing... Allison?!" Said in exactly the sort of tone that says: it's not bad enough you look like me, but you're naming things after my girlfriend too!

"He put me in a body like this, Church. When I ended up here in this, I decided it beat the Mongoose I was stuck in before getting here."

He reaches down and pets Allison, as she starts getting angrier. "Allison is a Pricklemane. I named her for a memory. She is not a thing anymore than I am." That may be one of Epsilon's points of agitation. He's gotten too attached to his prickly defender with time.

Looking over at the Cabooses, he pulls out two treats. He hands one to the smaller one... And he proceeds to do something because he's getting just a little too angry at the AI that he came from. He holds up the treat so that the Meowjesty sees it, then tosses it in the Alpha's direction.

He may not have mastered training the Meowjesty, but he can predict some things enough to know exactly what will happy. That would be Caboose trampling Church to the ground, settling on him to eat the treat.

And here is where the delusional bubble that Alpha has crafted to protect himself makes him an utter asshole (not that he needs much help). Because, as far as he's concerned HE is a person, a full fledged human being (who just happens to be a ghost)where as Epsilon, Omega and all the rest of the Freelancer AI are programs. Things.

Seeing Epsilon in a body identical to his own, hearing him talking in his own voice (even though he'd insist they sound nothing alike) and calling his Pricklemane Allison... subconsciously is making him very uncomfortable and defensive.

"I hate to break the news to you Epsilon but you're an AI that means... Son of a Bitch!" Alpha yelps mid-sentence as Epsilon's Caboose comes thundering toward him.

He scrambles to get out of the way but the jolly behemoth of a spirit bowls him over and scoops up the treat... and promptly sits squarely on Alpha.

Epsilon just shakes his head at that. "I never realized how damaged you actually were, Church. Or maybe, part of me didn't want to." He's not even trying to get Caboose off of Church. Instead, he's offering the Meow Wow and Meowjesty treats again. Allison is making a confused noise at that, but her person doesn't want the big dream Eater to move yet.

A long string of muffled but no less colorful cursing comes from under big Caboose. What limbs are poking out flail about trying to free their trapped owner. Little Caboose wanders over and wuffs in confusion before taking the treat. His person is clearly distressed but he doesn't actually seem to be in any danger... and the other person, who is so much like his person is giving him yummy things to eat.

Slowly, Alpha is working on getting his head free.

Epsilon reaches down to pet the Meow Wow. His Meowjesty and the little ones aren't that different. "He's fine. Don't worry about it. It's not going to do any real harm."

He's snickering at the sight though, waiting for the Alpha to manage to free himself or something. And yes, that was more treats. Caboose is quite happy staying put. Yay treats.

Oh well then, everything must be ok. The not!his person wouldn't lie to him. Little Caboose sits and looks happily from Big Caboose to Allison to his person and then to not!his person. Look at all the friends he's made today.

Alpha manages to get his head mostly free and makes a gasping sound, as if he were genuinely being smothered by Big Caboose.

"You asshole! Get this stupid thing off mmpffh-Bleah!" Little Caboose interrupts and begins showing Alpha with licks. Yay, person you're ok!

"It's not going to kill you, asshole. I've been on the receiving end of that with minimal damage. You'll be fine." Epsilon is looking down at you, Church. And from tone of voice, he is annoyed. And he's still not letting Church up.

"That's not the point! It's a damned indignity!"

Still, the forced time-out and fact that Epsilon isn't giving him something new to be pissed about means he can't keep his anger going. Alpha sighs in resignation and goes quiet, almost sulky.

"Get over it and quit being a baby. And if you call me a thing again? You'll get worse. I am not a thing, asshole." Epsilon waits for a reaction, but he's getting ready to coax the Meowjesty to get off Church.

"It could be worse. The Meowjesty isn't going to do any real damage."

"Oh fuck you, I am not being a baby." Alpha grumbles. He's being disgruntled, so there.

"Ugh, Fine whatever. Just get marshmallow ass here, off me."

Epsilon would so be smirking if he could. But he's not hiding amusement. "Fine." He's getting three treats out, handing one each to the two smaller dream eaters. The last one, he waves for the Meowjesty and tosses it far enough away that Caboose will let Church up.

Caboose chases after his treat happily. Yay treat. This day is great.

Church gets to his feet and dusts himself off. "You gotta' cut down on the treats and put thunder butt there a diet."

Little Caboose rubs up against Alpha's legs and makes happy noises. See person you're ok, the not!you said you would be!

"A whole lot of help you turned out to be." Church grumbled at the MeowWow and nudged it with his foot. An act the MeowWow took to be some kind of friendly gesture on his persons part.

Epsilon actually laughs at that. "There's a difference between a Meowjesty and a Meow Wow. They're similar, except for the size. Diet won't change a thing."

He actually grabs a few treats from where he keeps them, holding them out to Church. "Here. Give these to yours when you want him to do something. The things respond well to treats.

Church looks at him skeptically for a moment before nodding once and accepting the treats.

"Thanks. This doesn't mean you're not still an asshole though." Because there's only so far Alpha goes to be friendly. Still, he says it as though it's just an observation and not actually a direct insult.

Epsilon pretty much expected to hear that. It's a Church, he's talking to. "I'll take that over being called a thing, Church."

"Yeah, yeah I got it." He eyes Allison, prickly and aggressive... seems like a good fit actually.

"Just be careful and try not to get yourself killed while you're here. I'm sure that there are people that would miss you."

"I'll try to keep that in mind."

Other than Caboose, he somehow doubts it.

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