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

[armabreaddon]

"Oh, oh, we can help you look! First, you need paper!" Guilmon offers helpfully. "You get a lot of it in schools. But I looked all the way down here and I didn't see any of those, so it'd be quicker if you started looking that way." He gestures down the neon-lit street with a large, cruel-looking claw.

[deadlyvelvet]

"I suppose that there would hardly be any point to dreaming of a school, would there?" she muses for a moment, and nods. "Let us go, then!" And she's off, in the indicated direction, not sure entirely what she's looking for...

[armabreaddon]

Guilmon has no idea either - with this much neon, he'd expect there to be more shops than schools around, anyway - but that doesn't bother him. His thick tail thumps against the mailbox as he takes off.

"Say, what were you gonna write a letter about?" he asks, loping easily alongside her. His Hebby Repp is finding it somewhat less easy to keep up with him, but for now it's managing; its tiny feet are a blur across the paving.

[deadlyvelvet]

Elizabeth thinks for a second. "I hadn't thought of a topic," she admits. "It should hardly be too difficult to come up with something, though, should it?" Then again, difficult is hardly in her vocabulary.