DREAM A LITTLE DREAM WITH ME

[capax_infiniti]

Characters: all the characters involved in the Dream Event
Setting: various dreams, various locations
Format: any
Summary: Xehanort draws a large amount of the tower into worlds constructed from their dreams in an attempt to learn about everyone en masse
Warnings: ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING


[Tendrils of magic wound their way around, lines of energy flickered into existence, forming a large shape on the ground around where Xehanort sat with his back straight and legs tucked neatly beneath him. Perfect. It was a bigger scale than the one he'd done but a month before, already he could feel the flickers of connection, the shape getting brighter and more defined.

More participants. More mental drag. There was little to worry about. With Xigbar on guard duty, his sleeping body would be quite safe. No, it was time to dream... and see just who would follow.

Darkness shrouded his hand, keyblade flaring into life, and he gripped the handle in both hands, aiming it at the ground, at the keyhole defined by criss-crossing darkness responding, resonating...

drowsiness laced through him, the blade in his hands sagging downward until the tip touched the ground, his posture slacking, head and shoulders slumping slightly

in slumber, the dreams of others awaited

the Master was asleep.]

OOC NOTE BECAUSE I CAN'T EDIT THE POST IT'S ON ANYMORE AND NOT REDOING ALL OF THAT: Dreamers should post to their REAL WORLD thread explaining where their character is, if they made it to a bed or if they're on the floor somewhere or wherever.

If you have questions for me, put them in your base character thread!

If I missed you somehow, let me know and I'll add you to the appropriate section!

Comments

[forceless]

Ven was getting much better at the whole landing thing; and almost as if he was falling from the sky, he held a strange sword in his hand and jumped quite literally into the middle of the fray when he landed in front of Momotaros and the Imagin during a break point, swinging the sword down at the enemy as he came down. The sword was recognizable as the Dengasher in with a blade that curved out and become more thing at the tip of the sword. His outfit was pretty average for a teenager of this era; a short sleeve, a vest, shorts and sneakers.

"You OK?!" Called to Momotaros, batting away one of the Imagin's strikes with the sword.

[alwaysataclimax]

...wait, what? There's a kid fighting the thing? Where'd he even come from?

"The hell're you doin', brat?! It's dangerous, get outta here!" With that, Momotaros charges the Imagin, knocking it away from Ven. "I got this under control!"

[forceless]

"I'm not a brat!" He said with indignation, at least standing idly by while Momotaros charged in after the Imagin. But he had to stay on his toes, even in a dream, so his stance remained wide and his grip remained firm.

"You were barely holding that thing off on your own; I'm here to help you!"

[alwaysataclimax]

"You're a kid buttin' into my business, that makes you a brat!" Momotaros stamps his foot as he says this after knocking the Sword Imagin down. "I ain't dead, that means I've got this! I don't need any help!"

Clearly the most sound logic.

Momotaros pulls out his Rider Pass, and swipes it over his belt. "And to prove it, I'm gonna finish this up! My finishing stri--AAUGGH!" While he had his back turned to the enemy to grouse at Ven, the thing got back up, and with a heavy swing of the sword into Momo's back, he sends the Rider reeling with a big spray of sparks.

[forceless]

Sound logic his ass.

"Yeah, you've really got this under control!" Ven snapped back, sidestepping around and immediately bringing his sword up to block the enemy's next blow and to prevent himselffrom going flying.

"I'm helping whether you like it or not!" And with that, he deflected the attack and spun around, slicing the sword at the enemy's abdomen.

[alwaysataclimax]

No Ven, Momo will not logic your ass. That's just weird.

After stumbling a few feet and recovering from the strike, Momo curls down into a tense, frustrated position and just shakes for a moment while letting out a very irritated "GYEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

Momotaros then barges back in, and takes a few swings at the enemy Imagin - not that he's gonna admit it, but with Ven helping, he's making more progress than before. "Y'ain't very good at listening, are ya?!"

[forceless]

Way to make it creepy

"Nope!" He gave a quick answer as he watched Momotaros attack, before spinning around and delivering another blow of his own.

"Especially not if it's someone that doesn't think they need help!"

[alwaysataclimax]

"Tch, figures you'd listen THEN..." Momotaros pauses, then pulls out the Rider Pass, though takes a moment to bicker more. "You don't even know who the heck I am!"

[forceless]

"Sure don't!" He replied, not even a missing a beat as he continued slashing and hacking at the enemy while they bickered.

"But that doesn't matter! You're not a bad guy and you're in trouble, so that's good enough for me!"

[alwaysataclimax]

Momo scoffs, then swipes the pass.

FULL CHARGE

It's then tossed aside as energy transfers from his belt buckle to the blade, then he charges in to aid Ven with some heavy, violent strikes. "Maybe you ain't so bad, then!"

[forceless]

He held back just slightly as Momo came in with his own powerful swipes (he didn't want to get caught in the crossfire of THAT, that was for sure), and once there was another opening, he came up and slashed upward with his own sword once more.

"I hope not! I'm the guy that's saving your butt after all!" Said with a perfect grin and hilariously cheery.

[alwaysataclimax]

Well, that kind of thing certainly reminded him of a few people he knew - and had taken help from in the past...

Between Momotaros' finisher and Ven's strikes, the Sword Imagin stumbles back while spewing out energy, then collapses in an explosion.

Momotaros reaches down, then unhooks his belt, breaking the transformation. "...yeah, well. Don't go announcin' it all over, y'hear? I got a reputation to keep."

[forceless]

Hell yes. Perhaps Ven was just getting in the spirit of the dream, but there was a small fist pump as he triumphantly grabbed the air with his free hand. He then let his sword-hand fall to his side as he turned to look at Momotaros.

(Minor mental note of holy crap what the hell is he, but it's not like he hasn't seen and talked to weirder....)

"No problem. I can keep a secret pretty well." He grinned, one hand in the air. He would've folded it behind his head habitually, but he was kind of, y'know holding a sword in one of them.

[alwaysataclimax]

First rule of Imagin Fight Club: Don't ask about what Imagin are.

"That's good - just make sure y'keep it that way, kid," Momo adds as he turns his back to Ven, but he looks back at the end, raising his head sharply to emphasize his point. His tone is fairly content - the 'kid' is less demeaning and more neutral than it was before.