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

[alwaysataclimax]

Between the lightning and Ganon's sword-strikes, a good chunk of the weaker members of that Imagin army are wiped out. With the shaky mixup of the dreams, the girl from before seems to have disappeared - and so a few of the remaining Imagin turn their sights upon Zelda, only to be stopped when a different young man charges in to punch them down. Zelda may recognize him, as he was briefly in the tower before, as was the green and black Imagin that joins him.

The newcomer, Yuuto, puts on a belt and holds up a card, right as Ryuutaros nudges Ryotaro to move along. "Let's go, Ryotaro!" Ryotaro dons his belt as well, and transforms into a purple-themed, armored warrior armed with a pistol - Yuuto does the same, though his armor is green, and he's armed with a large sword.

Ryuutaros now speaks from the body that was once Ryotaro - "Mind if I defeat you guys?" He then spins and takes a shot at the nearest Imagin. "CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

Yuuto is joined by the Imagin that showed up with him, Deneb, and they both strike a pose as they spout off their own taunt together - "Let me say this to start! We are fa-ir-ly~ strong!"

Momotaros, in the meantime, has fought his way over towards the Master Sword. It looks...kinda familiar to him. He sparred with Link before in the tower, though he can't quite remember that right now. He hauls it out of the ground, taking a moment to get a feel for its heft, then looks over at Zelda. "Hey, lady - yer buddy needs this, right?"

[sageprincess]

Thoroughly shaken, Zelda wastes no time backing away when the remnants of the Imagin army turn towards her. They are unlike anything she has ever seen, and given their obvious hostility accompanied by Ganon's rise, she's not exactly in the mood to ask questions.

The sides become clearer, though, as Yuuto and Deneb step in. If she must get involved, she thinks she'd rather be on their side than the scarfed man's. But, of course, her main concern is Link.

"He does, yes!" She responds over the chaos, faltering briefly as the demonic beast towering over the battlefield roars in pain. Link must be doing something right in there, but... "He will not be able to put and end to the Evil King without it!"

She'll ask questions about who these people are and why they're here later, if given the chance. Right now, she has to go with her gut instinct that they are friends, not foes.

[alwaysataclimax]

Momotaros looks up at the big beast, then to Zelda again before nodding. "Alright, then!" He holds the sword up, and gives a faint head-tilt. "Can't say I like the color, but it ain't for me! Let's go, let's go, LET'S GO!" With that, he charges into the crowd with both the Master Sword and his own blade in-hand, trying to cut a path to Ryotaro - who has since switched from Gun Form to Rod Form.

A stray Imagin spots Zelda and heads toward her, but is cut off by a sound similar to a swan's cry, and...a flurry of feathers. The beast falls, and in enters a white Imagin, who makes deliberate, dainty hand motions as he introduces himself. "Advent! To the top!" He looks over toward Zelda, and appears confused for a moment. "You... Are not my Princess, miss, though your beauty is comparable to mine." The previously struck Imagin lunges for Sieg, but he easily steps out of the way, while the others are rather surprised to see him.

"No way..." "Why's that bird bastard here?!" Momo grunts as he says this, clocking a headlocked Imagin in the face with the Master Sword's handle. "I happened to be there, so I brought him!"

Meanwhile, Sieg's appearance has attracted more Imagin, though he seems to have little trouble sidestepping their blows and returning them. "I will protect the Princess!" He takes a moment to hold his arms wide, regarding the others. "Family, work with your hearts at ease!"

Momotaros knocks a pair of Imagin down, sputtering all the while. "Who the hell are you callin' family?! I don't wanna hear that crap outta you, Chicken-Wings!" He glances about, then pitches the Master Sword high in the air. "Turtle, switch!" "Eh?! Wait, sempai, it's too early!" Momo doesn't listen, however, and barges his way in, knocking Urataros out and causing a form change. He catches the Master Sword on its way down out of the air, and strikes a pose. "HERE I COME!" He barges off in the direction of the wall of fire again, cutting a swath through the remaining Imagin army, though the Death Imagin gets in the way, knocking Momotaros to the ground with a heavy swing of its scythe. "...die... You'll all die here!"

[sageprincess]

"What--"

No, really. What.

Sieg's comments get... very strange looks from the princess, to say the least, though, to be honest, she doesn't pay him much mind once his quite frankly dramatic entrance is over. No, her eyes and attention are directly largely towards Momotaros and the Master Sword, and she can't help flinching a bit every time she sees the most sacred sword in all of Hyrule being used so carelessly.

But he's heading towards the wall of fire, towards the Demon King and Link, and she knows she has to help him get there however she can. Stepping around Sieg, she raises her arms towards the Death Imagin looming over Momotaros, and a bright flash of magic light shoots forth towards it.

"I have not survived this long to have this accursed place be my grave! Return to wherever you came from, foul creature!"

[alwaysataclimax]

'What' is always a valid reaction to Sieg, even among the other Imagin.

The Death Imagin staggers, and that gives Momotaros a chance to get up. "Heh! Good work, Princess!" He then glances around the battlefield, and shoves the blade of the Master Sword into the ground for just a moment, then calls out to the others. "You guys! LET'S GO!" He swipes a device over his belt, as the others chime in. "Okay!" "Alright! You'll cry!" "Yay~!" "...eh?"

"A true climax! FINISHING STRIKE...!" Energy crackles around the blade of Momotaros' sword, and he swings it - launching the blade toward the Death Imagin to strike it twice. The blade flies seemingly askew, but it's caught on the end of Kintaros' axe, and the energy changes to yellow. He strikes down a group of enemies surrounding him, and volleys the blade back toward the Death Imagin. It strikes him again, and bounces to Urataros, then Ryuutaros, Sieg, and Deneb - each time landing on their weapon, and taking on their primary color for the energy glow. It makes its way back to Momotaros eventually, but...

He's holding the Master Sword instead of his actual blade's hilt, and catches the flying blade upon it - which is now rapidly shifting colors, and brimming with energy. "My finishing strike...!" Momotaros screams a battle-yell, then barges for the sickle-wielding Imagin, and strikes six heavy blows on the creature, dispersing a great deal of the built-up power within him, then turns around to strike a pose.

"FINAL VERSION!"

The Death Imagin explodes, though Ryotaro speaks up. "Momotaros! Don't forget about the sword...!" "Aw, crap...! HEY, GREEN-HOOD KID! HEADS UUUUUUUUP!" Momo then chucks the sword over the wall of flames, leftover energy and all. "KICK THAT BIG OL' PIG'S ASS GOOD, Y'HEAR?!"