I drowned out all my sense with the sound of its beating [Vertigo Visions Week 6]
WHO: ANYONE! -- Add your own entry tags!
WHAT: Vertigo Visions Responses
WHERE: Specific Threads identify your location
WHEN: Night of Day 280 (Monday Thursday 1/1) and Day 281 (1/2) through the night of Day 287 (Monday Thursday 1/8)
[[OOC Note: Blind characters see this in their dreams on Monday night.]]
Over the course of the past few days, the shape in the sky solidified from a mysterious haze into a solid object. If this was a dream, it was an extremely vivid one, and it took but a glance at the topmost branches of leaves that arced over the horizon towards the Jungle before a vision struck a person.
"Do you remember?"
"That was the beginning... wasn't it?"
"But you didn't have to take things this far..."
"You've ruined everything."
Golden eyes amidst a field of green, bubbling outward as in from behind a glass ball.
"This is... spectacular! This is exciting! Those islands, my islands... they must be just as this! They are mine, I want them back, so that then they can experience all of this joy, this chaos, return the twenty to me...
I won't be bound.
If I can return with the twenty, they can't chain me anymore...
If I can unlock that kind of power...
I CAN RETURN!"
Empty yellow eyes opened wide, swirling towards the other set like one haze enveloping the other.
"WHAT!?!"
"I see.
Indeed, you'll not be bound. I can set you free--I can bring you those islands that you long for. Those islands which are yours.
A place where you belong."
"I have been waiting for someone like you. And you, I would imagine, have been searching for someone like me as well. Someone, or perhaps something, whose dream may hold the key to reviving your powers and much, much more.
You want it, don't you? It's really something spectacular, isn't it? Then what do you say--what about throwing both worlds into chaos?
Both this world and that which you seek to retrieve... yours in one fell swoop."
There was strength in both voices; the power to change things on willpower alone.
"You would ask nothing in return, World-weaver?"
"This world is too beautiful to be destroyed - the eternal breaking and repairing is too entertaining; I only hope it stays that way... after we break down the barriers between our dreams."
There was longing in that voice, curiosity. Bordering on desperation.
"There is nothing to ask for--nothing."
"Consider this world's beauty only as illusion; if it remains afterward, then my work has not been completed. Maybe our purposes and intentions are different, but seeing as you would need my power..."
"I don't see any reason not to oblige, for I have my own reasons to want this."
An alliance. Colors were swirling together against a black canvas, green and brown mixing with red and yellow and cyan, dotting against the leaves falling down around you and the branches stretching out forever.
A tree? But how could a tree be that large?
One of the branches started twisting out, reaching up and down and all around, looking for an opening? Shaping itself into a corkscrew, a wooden bridge snaked its way towards you. Coming straight at everyone in the city as it branched out again, vines winding around, as if seeking out something.
But as soon as it came into the bay, a flash of light ended it all suddenly.
And you were back where you were standing before it all, a distinctly warm wind blowing through the streets.
[[Note: Yes of course characters not receiving their visions during Week 6 can still participate in this log, they must simply react differently to the more expanded text - that is, when they look at the haze, they do not look too long/too hard and the light is not very intense.
Alas it is time for the snow to start melting. ]]
WHAT: Vertigo Visions Responses
WHERE: Specific Threads identify your location
WHEN: Night of Day 280 (Monday Thursday 1/1) and Day 281 (1/2) through the night of Day 287 (Monday Thursday 1/8)
[[OOC Note: Blind characters see this in their dreams on Monday night.]]
Over the course of the past few days, the shape in the sky solidified from a mysterious haze into a solid object. If this was a dream, it was an extremely vivid one, and it took but a glance at the topmost branches of leaves that arced over the horizon towards the Jungle before a vision struck a person.
"Do you remember?"
"That was the beginning... wasn't it?"
"But you didn't have to take things this far..."
"You've ruined everything."
Golden eyes amidst a field of green, bubbling outward as in from behind a glass ball.
"This is... spectacular! This is exciting! Those islands, my islands... they must be just as this! They are mine, I want them back, so that then they can experience all of this joy, this chaos, return the twenty to me...
I won't be bound.
If I can return with the twenty, they can't chain me anymore...
If I can unlock that kind of power...
I CAN RETURN!"
Empty yellow eyes opened wide, swirling towards the other set like one haze enveloping the other.
"WHAT!?!"
"I see.
Indeed, you'll not be bound. I can set you free--I can bring you those islands that you long for. Those islands which are yours.
A place where you belong."
"I have been waiting for someone like you. And you, I would imagine, have been searching for someone like me as well. Someone, or perhaps something, whose dream may hold the key to reviving your powers and much, much more.
You want it, don't you? It's really something spectacular, isn't it? Then what do you say--what about throwing both worlds into chaos?
Both this world and that which you seek to retrieve... yours in one fell swoop."
There was strength in both voices; the power to change things on willpower alone.
"You would ask nothing in return, World-weaver?"
"This world is too beautiful to be destroyed - the eternal breaking and repairing is too entertaining; I only hope it stays that way... after we break down the barriers between our dreams."
There was longing in that voice, curiosity. Bordering on desperation.
"There is nothing to ask for--nothing."
"Consider this world's beauty only as illusion; if it remains afterward, then my work has not been completed. Maybe our purposes and intentions are different, but seeing as you would need my power..."
"I don't see any reason not to oblige, for I have my own reasons to want this."
An alliance. Colors were swirling together against a black canvas, green and brown mixing with red and yellow and cyan, dotting against the leaves falling down around you and the branches stretching out forever.
A tree? But how could a tree be that large?
One of the branches started twisting out, reaching up and down and all around, looking for an opening? Shaping itself into a corkscrew, a wooden bridge snaked its way towards you. Coming straight at everyone in the city as it branched out again, vines winding around, as if seeking out something.
But as soon as it came into the bay, a flash of light ended it all suddenly.
And you were back where you were standing before it all, a distinctly warm wind blowing through the streets.
[[Note: Yes of course characters not receiving their visions during Week 6 can still participate in this log, they must simply react differently to the more expanded text - that is, when they look at the haze, they do not look too long/too hard and the light is not very intense.
Alas it is time for the snow to start melting. ]]