✗XXIX✗Dreams of Absurdity

[king_no_life]

{┼}Since the first night he had descended upon this city like a new battlefield with which to wage a novel war upon, the Nosferatu had been awaiting this pivotal moment. Seated upon a sanguinary throne, begilded with the eye of Ra, a pair of fiery red orbs, suspended upon blackness, stare out through the pitch dark and snow of film-grain cast by

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[king_no_life]

[7th_warrant]

... Sweet dreams.

[Dreams of multi-colours, boulders and crack.]

[deadlywires]

[He had finally fallen asleep on his makeshift bed, he had really forgotten what it was like to sleep in a bed not his own, but in a way the memories of some fantastic (yet gory) adventures were what lured him to sleep. He always loved a good adventure, it's why his dreams were always so... strange.

He was standing silently in the gardens of 'Buckingham palace', or at least that was what it may have been before the dreams had twisted and turned it into a sodding mess. The trees were black, the flowers were luminous and the palace behind him was warped out of shape. And there he stood, not saying a word but looking about; he was used to these dreams at the rare time he had them, and they usually went quite smoothly- from what he remembered anyway.]

[Dreams of multi-colours, boulders and crack.]

[king_no_life]

[The world before the butler would flicker by like the spinning wheel of a film reel that was slowing down and then slowly speeding up, each frame completely black till stars begin to dot the darkness, filling the vision before him with the blackness of space as the reel spin to full speed. ]

[CUE DYNAMIC ORCHESTRA]

[Dreams of multi-colours, boulders and crack.]

[deadlywires]

[Alright, so maybe this was a little stranger than his usual dreams. Star Wars, he hadn't watched that film in such a while and yet here it was with a rather... perculiar twist.

After taking a bow to this new Integra (it was habit, even in his dreams,) he looked down to his outfit with a dissaproving look.]

At least I'm not dressed as a wookie, Alucard. Is this actually you, or are you a figment of my imagination?

[He had heard of a possibility that a vampire could do this, and if it was his imagination then maybe he could turn him into a mouse or something close.]

[dream log] ahh dated to friday =/

[zetsubo_sensei]

[With the coming of winter, sensei decides to do what he's always intended to do, but never quite had the correct conditions to do so--

That thing? Hibernation.

So, with his ragged little blanket and his ripped up little cot, he balls up and disappears underneath it, and slowly disappears into his little dream world.]

[dream log] Forgive my lateness, dear! D:

[king_no_life]

[The teacher would be stirred to awaken to his own abode, lain before a static-filled TV set in the quiet of night. There was a tenseness in the air. As if a thousand eyes were watching one, yet the only tangible eye to be seen was the gaze of the moon shining through the window.

The silence and the white-noise of the static would be almost deafening, as if they filled every void of consciousness so that no free-thinking thought could break through.

Save for the sudden piercing sound of the phone ringing to his right cutting through the thick atmosphere.]

((ooc: I actually watched the first 6 episodes of Zetsubo just to psyche myself up in how to deal with this despaired shell of a man. I regret not having seen this show sooner now D: ))

[Logginz, of the Dream variety]

[mintroyalcowboy]

[Pip had made a habit not to sleep much in his month here. The silence in the night, and the blind darkness brought on memories he would rather not relive as he tossed and turned.

It was late when he finally called it a night, making one last round through the apartment to check in on the other occupants before settling into his own room and bed. It wasn’t long until he drifted off, not that he was aware.

Pip was not one to dream, not pleasantly anyway. It was normally blackness and hollow screams in familiar voices. Sometimes he was back in the bloody halls of Hellsing. Tonight though, tonight was a street-vaguely familiar yet all together different than anything he had seen.]

[Logginz, of the Dream variety]

[king_no_life]

[Logginz, of the Dream variety]

[mintroyalcowboy]

[This was definitely not one of Pip's normal dreams. For starters, there was no Seras. Well...not that he could see yet. She was a frequent star. A bit too frequent.

This new girl though, gypsy he supposed, didn't leave him with complaints. There was a nagging feeling that something was off, but hell no one listened to those warning signs in their dreams.]

Bonjour. [The reply was accompanied by confident smirk and a tilt of his head.]