Walking Your Dreams ~ Roleplay

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 12:06 PM

Remake found here:
http://eggcave.com/forums/topic/40573

~Walking Your Dreams~
You have caught an unknown and new disease which scientists are struggling to find a cure of. If not cured, you will die within one year. It had no symptoms except for two. One of them is that you can look into other people's dreams. At night, when others are sleeping, you place your fingers onto a person's head and you connect with their mind and can see what they are dreaming. Cool, huh? Wrong. You can get lost in dreams, trapped in a place neither real nor existing and die within it. People with your disease call themselves DreamWalkers.

There are only two ways to prolong your fate of death
You can eliminate NightMares
Or become a NightMare

Other diseased people have decided to use this new found ability to control and wreck havoc in dreams. They can turn sweet dreams into horrific nightmares. These people call themselves NightMares. Nightmares are DreamWalkers that have went to the "Dark Side" They no longer have the ability to see into dreams. It is your task as a DreamWalker to track these people down and eliminate them. Until then, your disease cannot be cured and you will die.

Since there are two symptoms, your other symptom of this disease is a supernatural ability. Both DreamWalkers and NightMares have this ability. You can have one ability only such as shape shifting, flying, power to understand any language, etc - nothing too big such as the power to torture someone, or predicting the future.

The DreamWalkers choose to meet with other DreamWalkers in order to find a way to rid of NightMares. As of now, they currently have no way to totally wipe the entire population of NightMares out and have to resolve to tracking them down one-by-one.

All OOC (Out of character) Talk will go in the discussion thread: http://eggcave.com/forums/topic/39229
If you post OOC, please put it in brackets


#Linpug

This is a remake, the the owner of the last roleplay asked me to take over. 😊 Credit to Wolfmilk
I would also have to ask you not to copy any part of this plot. 😋

Deleted • 2 April 2013 at 6:27 PM

@linpug

Oh this is cool!!!

Username: @Rushingwater
Name: Cassandra "Krystal" Taylor (Krystal)
Gender: Female, duh! xP
Background: Will be revealed, as her secret that she keeps is her fatal flaw... O.O
Personality: Krystal is a shy and thoughtful girl, who believes strongly in fairness and justice, and she has a "inner lion" in her, and she is determined to punish all NightMares! (Hmm, you wonder, why not kill them....?) O.O
Appearance: 5"6, she's a tall, slim girl with black hair and green eyes. Likes to wear a tank top with white sweat pants and yellow sneakers. Paints her fingernails black.
Ability: Shape-shift into a lioness
Alliance: DreamWalkers
Ping: @Linpug
Other: None 😸

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 6:33 PM

[ @rushingwater I didn't get the ping, sorry. xD Wolfmilk made the basic plot. 😸
Could you possibly put the background, but the other characters will not know it. 😊 ]

~Form~
Name: Trish Old
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Background: Trish was born with a sickness that caused her to become night blind. Trish was constantly fed carrots, which contained vitamin A so she could see. Trish grew up with a burning passion for carrots. She also enjoys reading, and when not doing something involving carrots she is often found doing this. Trish lives with her parents and her carrots.
Personality: Trish is very smart and loves reading books, and of course, loves carrots. She doesn't care what others think of her. Her her friends are all carrots; she doesn't bother making real friends. She skipped a 2 grades of school, so it's also hard to get along with people older than her.Because of this, Trish is anti social. Many people think she's odd because of her addiction to carrots so thy avoid her. Trish is strong willed and never gives up because she hates to loose, and will quarel about the tiniest things. After she found out she had this disease, she has been dedicated to find the cure and has been reading books more than ever to find it. Trish doesn't really care about the Nightmare/Dreamwalker thing.
Appearance: Trish has orange hair with green highlights, usually in a braid or ponytail. She also sometimes wears a green bow at the top of her head that looks like the top of a carrot. She has pale skin and green eyes. Trish tends to wear bright colors. She also wears a carrot charm bracelet. She is normal height for her age.
Ability: She has carrot powers, but to a certain extent.
Alliance: Dream walker
Other: At first I just put "likes carrots" in the personality, but then I got out of control. Btw, I hate carrots.

Deleted • 2 April 2013 at 6:34 PM

@linpug

I'll PM you with her background and you will realize why she doesn't want to kill any NightMares O.O

LOL. xD

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 6:41 PM

[ @rushingwater Can you start? 😊 ]

Deleted • 2 April 2013 at 6:56 PM

@linpug

I'll try!

~

(This intro is going to be like Krystal is talking to you)

I sighed. I had walked into my insane mother's dreams, and, like usual, it was me as a lioness chasing her. Again. I must say that I can change into a lioness. And, my mom hates me.
"Krys, I'm home!" That's Dad. He's a NightMare. I love him because he's my father. Otherwise i would have killed him by now becuase i'm allied with the DreamWalkers.
I walked downstairs. "Hi Dad," I said. "Hello, Krystal," Dad said. He rumpled my hair. Dad's a nice guy. But he likes power. A lot.
Dad turned on the light, and the light washed over me. Dad grimaced. Dad doesn't like light. He thinks it symbolizes good. Which it does, duh. I walked into the living room and flopped down on the couch and thought.
First I thought about good stuff, like, brownies. Nice hot brownies. Then I thought about yesterday's TV headline. "...blah blah blah, and it seems like more people have been having bad dreams recently." It brought me to thinking about Dad. Dad was a NightMare, as I mentioned earlier. It bothered me, thinking that my father was a bad man.

~

Okay. I usually dont write awesome intros like that!!! xD

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 7:06 PM

Trish~
I walk to the mailbox after spying on the mailman drop off a letter, and receive something saying, "Please meet at the cafe to destroy dreamwalkers at 8:00"
What? How did they know? I look at the clock. 7:42.
I get on my carrot braclet and trot off to the cafe, seeing it's packed.
"Hello?" I question. A waitress comes up to me and takes me to my seat.
"Your menu will be on it's way. Any beverage?"
"Can I get carrot juice?"
"Sorry, We don't serve that here."
"Oh, just ice water."
I take out my Ipad and wait for the menu. Yay for free Wifi!

Deleted • 2 April 2013 at 7:18 PM

@linpug Wait, why did she get the letter "destroy dreamwalkers" if she IS a dreamwalker? lol. xP

Krystal

~

It's morning, and I scarf down some eggs. I grab my laptop and head to the cafe. Mom scowls and Dad says, "Bye Krys!" I say, "Bye Dad!" I refuse to say bye to Mom because she didn't say bye to me.
Once i get to the cafe, I sit at the table and order black coffee and i start working on my laptop.
I notice Trish but i don't think anything about it...

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 8:04 PM

[ @rushingwater Oops I meant nightmares. xP
Try and capitalize your "I" More 😸 ]

I look around the Cafe'. Nothing is irregular, but a girl with green eyes and black hair catches my attention. She is sitting right next to me. I don't take anything of it though. I get my menu and order some carrots. As I reach to grab my carrots, my elbow knocks into her coffee, and spills! "I'm sorry!" I say as I get up to get napkins.

ems • 2 April 2013 at 11:39 PM

@Linpug - Sorry for the lateness. 😋 This charrie's a hard one for me to put in some RPs.. I'm still developing her. ^^"
Username: Ems
Name: Leviathan Levesque (Levi)
Age: 12
Gender: F
Background: Levi was verbally and physically abused when she was younger by her birth mother, but was later removed from her home and placed with a very kind foster family she loves (though she'd never admit it) and is a pretty happy camper--for now.
Personality: Levi's usually a cold person, loves sarcasm and can be quite rude at times. She has a temper, but a soft spot for young children and people in bad places. She tries pretending not to care even though inside she does. Kindness is pretty rare, but will appear time to time. Levi doesn't necessarily want to hurt people, but when she's angry she loses her empathy and guilt, becoming a complete monster.
Appearance: A short, innocent looking child with stick straight, platinum blonde hair going down to her middle back. She has bangs cut straight across her forehead. Levi has creepy violet eyes and stands at about 4' 2", with has pale white skin. She has bright red lips, and straight white teeth. She likes to wear lightly colored jeans, a red t-shirt and red Vans.
Ability: She can create lightning (but has a very hard time controlling it; so she doesn't use it often)
Alliance: DreamWalkers
Other: None

#EmsCharries
#LeviathanLevesque

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 11:48 PM

[ @ems Very nice and detailed form! Love it! 8D
Unfortunately Once you become a NightMare you can't change. ^^ Could you change that? 😊 Can you post? ^^ ]

ems • 2 April 2013 at 11:52 PM

@linpug Thanks. And whoops. 😋 Fixed it. ^^" And post what?

linpug • 2 April 2013 at 11:54 PM

[ @ems
The intro. To get things started. x3 ]

ems • 3 April 2013 at 12:08 AM

@linpug On it. X3
@rushingwater
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Levi hopped out of bed as her foster mother called her for breakfast. Pulling on her favorite footed red pajamas, Levi ran downstairs and slid onto the kitchen with a smile. Her mom handed her a plate piled high with pancakes drizzled in syrup. Levi licked her lips in anticipation and sat at the table in the kitchen. A breakfast bar, her mom called it? Levi thought of her new parents, not minding the awful disease she had, accepting her even though she was different. She shoveled the pancakes down her mouth as her stomach growled, reminding her of her hunger. Her mom laughed, telling her to slow down.

Washing the pancakes down with some chocolate milk, Levi's mom handed her a note. "You probably should go." She said, frowning a bit. "I know you don't want me to come... but..."

"You worry, I know." Levi said, and stood. "Mom, I gotta do this myself." She ran upstairs again to pull on her favorite outfit as her mother sighed with discomfort.

"Bye Mom!" Levi yelled, dashing out the door. It was almost 8 o'clock now, and she couldn't be too late or she'd miss them. By the time her mother had opened her mouth to protest and insist on accompanying her though, Levi was already out the door. Levi checked her watch. 10 until 8. "Almost there..." She murmured to herself, dashing across the street towards the shopping center where the cafe was.

linpug • 3 April 2013 at 12:50 AM

Trish ~ DreamWalker
"I'm sorry!" Trish exclaims towards the girl. She runs to get some napkins to soak up the coffee. "Do you happen to have any paper towels?" She asks the waitress at the counter.
"We do. One second." The waitress states, rushing to the back coming back with a handful of paper towels. Trish runs toward the strange girl, spewing apologizes. Trish gives her the paper towels, offering to pay for the meal.

The waitress approaches with carrots, and Trish thanks her. Suddenly she wonders if this girl is a DreamWalker. She should probably ask something that only one would know. "Were you told to meet here at eight to discuss something?" Trish questions. She said it slightly aloud, and she's sure that the entire cafe could hear her words.

@rushingwater

ems • 3 April 2013 at 1:03 AM

@rushingwater
@linpug
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Levi finally made it to the cafe, slowing down to catch her breath. She quietly entered the bistro and sat down, eyeing a couple girls making a scene with a coffee spill. Turning her attention to the waitress suddenly at her side, Levi ordered a hot chocolate without so much as a smile, and the waitress walked off to fill the order. Levi continued to watch the two girls, hearing one ask the other about a 'meeting' supposedly here at 8 o'clock. /Definately not a coincidence./ Levi thought to herself.

jupiter_hollow • 3 April 2013 at 1:34 AM

Name: Jim Morrison "Reid"
Gender: Male.
Age: 18
Background: Lived a fairly normal life. Other than a few unfortunate troublesome situations, one too many problems in school (most involving fights he tends to get himself easily into) and a trip to juvi for a month once... And a few unpayed depts.
Personality: Causes trouble by just /breathing/! Major troublemaker, rebel and total anarchist. Refuses solely to follow the issued rules, goes by his own standarts and therefore often resorts to violence when defending his opinion. Touchy about his pride, quick to get insulted by the smallest of jokes. Good natured by heart, however, though he does seem rather selfish. Justice-seeker, despite everything. Best labeled a rogue hero...? He likes to think of himself as one, at least.
Appearance: Tall (6'3) and muscular. Lean body and well-built chest,. Hair - dyed bright red (the name Reid means red-haired) in a neat buzz cut. Original hair color - dark brown. Light brown eyes with an even lighter rimmed pupil, resembling caramel. Wears normal clothes - jeans and converse, always combined with his 'lucky' gray basketball shirt with the name 'Reid' printed on the back and the number 7 in front. Star tattoo marks his left shoulder.
Ability: Pyropsionic (can only control fire, not produce it)
Alliance: DreamWalker.
Ping: @Linpug
Other: Carries a lighter around. Not for smoking, but to use his powers. Also, the name Reid is pronounced like raid. It is not pronounced Reed (though it should be).

#VCharacter

linpug • 3 April 2013 at 1:41 AM

@jupiter_hollow @jupasaurusrex
Wow, I really love your characters uniqueness. 😊 I cant wait to see what yep would happen if that lighter is taken away from him. X3

jupiter_hollow • 3 April 2013 at 2:10 AM

@linpug @ems @rushingwater

#Intro
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The winter air stung his already numb skin, brushing against his nude shoulders through the leather jacket - the only thing preventing his chest from freezing over. That and his paper-thin shirt, though the cloth barely did anything to warm him.
Sinking deeper into his jacket, Reid frowned pointedly at the sky, sticking his cold hands in the front pockets of his jeans. Denim was warmer than leather, he realized.
At one point, the redhead stopped walking, standing in front of a brightly lit cafe. His frown deepened when he reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of paper with a small sentence written on it.
'Please meet at the Leuvleu cafe at 8:00'
A joke, surely. He had neither the money, nor the desire to go into a place like that. It was too fancy for his taste.
So instead of walking inside, he sat on a bench in front of the cafe, examining the letter again.
Someone was making fun of him, he could guess that on his own. Slightly angry, he whipped out his silvery lighter, litting it up in an instant. He slowly brought the flame closer to the letter's tip, setting only a small bit of it aflame, then watched as the fiery reddish hue engulfed it completely.
The paper burned in his bare palm, but the boy stood still, nonchalant. The flame was soothing, warm against his skin, and the tips of his mouth turned upwards.

linpug • 3 April 2013 at 2:33 AM

Trish could see someone sit down on a bench outside the Cafe. She felt a bit of pity for the stranger. The weather today was brutal, and Trish could even see glittering ice slowly drif down from the cloudy, dark sky. She then pitied herself for being so close to the door , which was constantly opening and closing, letting in blasts of air that would sting her face.

She tried to comfort herself, thinking on how warm it must be compared to the temperature outside, but she just wanted to go to her carrot cottage.

It was about 8:00, and Trish was expecting to see some DreamWalkers. Trish didn't know what to think, perhaps someone announcing for the DreamWalkers to gather in the middle of the cafe. Well, perhaps if no one else would do it, she would. Besides, Trish just wanted to get it over with.

She walked towards the middle of the room, pondering over which words to select from. Her choice of vocabulary was not that impressive. "Um, is it just me, or were other people asked to join at this cafe at 8:00? " She shouted, questioning no one in particular. She felt embarrassed, and could feel evening looking at her, and thought she saw some pedestrians crossing the road look her way.

ems • 3 April 2013 at 3:01 AM

@linpug
@jupiter_hollow
@rushingwater
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Levi listened. Standing, she walked over to the shouting girl, a slight bounce to her step. The girl seemed about Levi's age, so Levi wasn't terribly nervous. "What sort of 'joining' are you talking about?" She asked, not wishing to say the word 'DreamWalker'. What if the other girl wasn't one? "You mean-" Levi lowered her voice, "-the DreamWalker meeting?"

jupiter_hollow • 3 April 2013 at 7:12 AM

@linpug @ems @rushingwater
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Thanks to the lack of insulation of the cafe's walls, he could clearly hear the chatter inside. Some sentences were drowned by the wind, but the small talk of the small people didn't interest him that much anyways.
At one point, a loud shout broke the string of blabbering and everything else went silent.
'Is it just ..., or were .... people asked to join at .... cafe at 8:00?'
Two of the words were barely coherent hence the wistling upcoming storm, but he heard the rest clearly. Needless to say, it caught his interest and he glanced down at the pieces of paper in his palm. Was he not the only one who had received the letter? Surprisingly, the first thing that entered his mind was - there were other Dreamwalkers... After a moment, he frowned once more, shaking his head. Nonsense.
Still, he didn't remain seated, and decided to walk in. There was no need to buy himself anything if he was just going inside to warm himself up. And if anything, it would be fun to watch the upcoming havoc.
Pushing the double doors open, he came in, pausing in the doorway and looking for a place to sit without catching too much attention. Too late, a notable part of the cafe's customers were staring at him.
Must be the red hair, he mused.

Deleted • 3 April 2013 at 9:42 AM

@linpug @jupiter_hollow @ems

Krystal~

"I was asked here at 8 o'clock and I am a Dreamwalker," I said to Trish and Levi.

linpug • 3 April 2013 at 1:09 PM

Trish
"We're supposed to discuss the letter uou get this morning." Trish said, holing it up The letter between two fingers. While Trish was talking, she observed each of the DreamWalkers. Some looked very strange.

She stated how they had to eliminate all nightmares, and perhaps think of a cure to this disease. "Any suggest..." Her question was cut off when she noticed a flash of red new the Cafe' entrance. He was the quy from earlier, right? Trish noticed that his oddly colured hair distracted her from her sentence. "Any suggestions? " she asked no one in particular.
@ems
@jupiter_hollow
@rushingwater

Deleted • 4 April 2013 at 5:28 PM

@linpug

Krystal~

I noticed the flash at the cafe' entrance. I hunched my shoulders. "No idea....but....I....have....a inside scoop on.....what the NightMares are doing..." I trailed off and buried my head in my hands.

linpug • 4 April 2013 at 5:37 PM

@rushingwater [How old is your character]
Trish
Trish observed the girl carefully. She stuttered and stumbled while articulating, so Trish had a hard time figuring out what she said. The girl seemed pale and stiff. When she finished her sentence it was as if she had something else to add, but decided to hide it. Strange.

Trish asked gently, trying not to upset her, and not allow the entire Cafe' to hear her conversation. Trish wondered what the news was, and if it was any significance. "What is it that you found out.... Sorry, what's your name?" She asked the girl.

Deleted • 4 April 2013 at 5:45 PM

@linpug 13 😋

Krystal~

"I'm Cassandra, but you can call me Krystal. Krystal is the nickname my-my d-dad gave me....." I trailed off and sighed. "My-dad-is-a-Night-Mare!!!!" I blurted. Then I ran out of the cafe' and ran home.

jupiter_hollow • 4 April 2013 at 5:48 PM

@linpug @rushingwater @ems
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Proceeding inside, Reid made an effort to return each of the stare with an equally intense glare, causing most to look away. It was fairly fun to do so, watching the whispering and gossiping people feeling awkward for staring. It was a tiny bit of revenge.
He reached the bar shortly, leaning on it, and sighed. The air exiting his lungs got caught in his throat, sending him into a coughing fit. Not that he ever got sick, but the wheather had made his throat scratchy.
"What would you like? A glass of water, perhaps?" a fairly attractive waitress asked him politely, mustering the best fake smile she could.
"Nothing, thanks." Reid answered bleakly, once his coughing had subsided. Sadly enough, he didn't even have money for water.
He felt strange among the well-dressed people, most of which were teens his age, with a good life and money... and loving parents. Let's not forget that.

linpug • 4 April 2013 at 6:02 PM

Trish
The girl ran out of the Cafe' before Trish had time to absorb the information that the girl, Krystal, provided. "Wait!" Trish called out to the girl that ran away, "Your Dad is a Nightmare?" Trish could feel the entire Cafe' stare at her. Whatever.

She leaned back in her chair, and looked and the other girl, Levi. "Do you have any ideas?" She asked her. Someone went up to Trish.

"Excuse me, you have to quite in this cafe, or I will have to ask you to leave." She could hear some of the customers laugh at her. Trish slouched back in her chair.

jupiter_hollow • 4 April 2013 at 6:17 PM

@rushingwater @linpug
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A sharp gasp and a loud voice boomed somewhere to his right and his caramel orbs snapped open. Not because of the daring shout, but hence the sentence itself.
'Nightmare.' he only needed that word alone to raise himself from the counter and stare prolongedly at the girl who'd said that. In a second, he whipped his head in the direction of the exit, where the trembling girl had passed.
'Nightmare. Her dad is a nightmare.'
He hauled himself head over heels after her, neigh ripping the double doors off their hindges.
'Nightmares, Dreamwalkers.' his mind raced. He'd never known Nightmares had been real. He'd heard that name only among the snippety chatter of the cafe. It was a fancy title for the bad-natured versions of himself - Dreamwalkers or Dreamers, as he liked to call them. He'd never met neither a Dreamwalker nor a Nightmare, truly. But knew all too well they were the main reason for the deaths of many.
So now, as he raced along the street, he could see the girl's back in front of himself. Was she a Dreamer or a Nightmare?
He had yet to find out.
Finally catching up with her, he grasped her elbow tightly, tugging her to a halt.
"What... do you know about Dreamwalkers and Nightmares?" he panted out, tired from running.