The Dream Realm

aizel • 3 June 2013 at 1:59 PM

@twilight_ I had to post a super long post, so that's why I used my side o-o Otherwise I don't use it, I use my main *says she while she posts from her side XD*

jupiter_hollow • 29 June 2013 at 3:53 PM

@dada_Dragon @ems @twilight_ @dramatic PPL! Reviveness ~ x'D
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Morning came soon. Eytan woke up alone. The first thing he did was become confused, wondering why his gloomy, run-down, fifth-floor apartment, the place where he /always/ woke up every morning, had manifested itself into a house with garden, which looked frighteningly familiar. To add to the confusion his scar-marked, leather-clad, usually-pretty-heavy body had decided to not weigh more than a feather today and didn't seem to remember the concesutive movements required for the process of standing up.

In order to get accustomed to the feeling of weightlessness, Eytan wasted a few minutes of just awkwardly staring down at himself. It was like he lacked a body. His limbs were barely mobile as well -- only his fingers twitched while legs and arms alike felt like they hadn't been used in ages.

After gaining a fair amount of control over his body, Eytan stumbled up, balancing on barely existent legs and took in his surroundings.
Unexpected (and unwanted) memories rushed back in a frenzy as he looked at the house in front. White-painted back porch, sickly green doors, mismatched blue windows (one with a broken glass), dying pink rose beds, uncut bushes framing the makeshift path made towards their fields. The house... /His/ house! He remembered.
Oh god...

The dream... The basement. Russian Roulette. He could feel the bullet hole. His pierced head. Blood gushing out. Sirens. Nothingness... Light! The light had been... Oh god, the fields! The roses, the pink trees and... the wall of darkness. Wait.
He stumbled, clutching his head, wide unseeing eyes scanning the ground beneath him of desperate search for more memories.
The darkness... Yes, the darkness... But there was more. There was a biting need to go back for something, someone, someoneS! Ay... No, Kay… Kay...something. No, that wasn't it. Aykay! Oh god, the blonde, he'd saved her and... and Pixle! Pixle! Then Tiger, standing there, waiting to be swiped up by the darkness. Levi, screaming for help.

His mind felt compressed withing the small space of his skull. More memories.
Lavender. White-painted walls. Strings of light. Sky blue windows. Cold water. Eyes. Brown. Dark brown. Nearly black… Mom.

As it dawned on him, his balance wavered and he tipped over in the rose bushes, wailing in protest against the memories, and covered his face with both hands, uncut fingernails digging painfully into his skin.

aizel • 29 June 2013 at 3:56 PM

Blood beaded on the cuts, running down his temples and cheeks.

"It's not fair!" he roared ferociously, rising to his knees and punching the ground beneath him.

"You have to be joking!!!"
His gaze was cast upwards as he seethed curses and obsceneties at the sky.

"You think I haven't had enough of her, yeah!? Think I've not had enough of her yelling and cursing and beating so ya had to bring me back for more? I wasn't screwed up in the head enough!!! IS THAT IT!? I'm not enough of a lunatic already!? I'm not homicidal enough, I'm not damaged enough! I guess I’m not dead yet!!! GUESS I’M NOT BROKEN ENOUGH FOR YOUR LIKING !" he yelled at the top of his lungs, chucking dirt at the sky insanely. The left corner of his mouth split as he let out a horrific roar, tumbling to the ground after his final attempt to vent out the pent up anger and hatred. Spent and exhausted from the outburst, he remained sprawled, panting and choking on the dusty air.

"Decided to finish me off?" he mumbled out quietly, stilling and closing his eyes. His even breaths lulled him into tranquility. It was a pathetic sight. A young man laying on the ground, muttering in at the sky in total desperation. "You chose the best way to do it, I gotta hand it to ya, Mr God. Heh, that's right, play my life in front of me. Show me my breaking point, yeah?"

He rose tiredly, rubbing his dust-filled eyes and swatted strand of hair away from his line of vision. Voice hoarse and cracking, he continued.

"Wasn't enough that I had to go through it. No, let's make the poor little nihilist watch himself get smacked in the face by life."
He sounded rather nonchalant about it now, emotion completely drained from his tone. He walked up to the house, dusting himself off and paused in front of the back door.

"So what now? Do I just waltz in? I mean, can they see me?" he wondered aloud, looking up again and dumbly expecting an answer from the probably non-existent entity he had been cursing at mere minutes ago. He glanced back at the doorknob, reaching to turn it.

"Seriously though, do I just-" His hand went through. "Freaking great! I'm a ghost now. So I get to be completely passive, standing aside as she ruins my life. Great, just, amazing, thank you, oh mighty Lord, for the experience of a lifetime." he droned out monotonely, passing through the door with a shudder as his body turned translucent during the process.

dada_dragon • 29 June 2013 at 4:17 PM

Aykay woke up to a steady beeping. Lying there with her eyes closed, she tried to block out the sound and go back to sleep, but it busy wouldn't stop.

Oh no...

She opened her eyes and immediately knew she was still in that nightmare replay of her accident. She tried to sit up, but her body wouldn't cooperate...

"GET ME OUT OF THIS PLACE!!!!!!" she yelled.

@jupiter_hollow

jupiter_hollow • 29 June 2013 at 4:24 PM

Once inside, his sense of wholeness returned like a punch to the gut and he groaned with a stumble to the left as his knees buckled again. This weightless problem was a pain in the lower back area. No matter, he mused. He’d eventually get past it.
As soon as he had regained some balance, Eytan froze. The same boy from yesterday, well… technically he himself, the young Eytan Ayax sat in the kitchen, eating cereal in a docile manner. His legs swung carelessly inches from the floor and he stared blandly in front of himself without paying an ounce of attention to the looming black figure in the doorway.

“No? Nothing…? He can’t see me.†Eytan mumbled quietly, making his way across to the small boy. He waved a hand in front of his younger self’s face, then reached forward, only to end up with his arm partially in the youngster’s head.

“Oh that looks sick.†He commented with a wince, tugging his currently translucent hand out. His skin tingled and he frowned at the sensation.

"EYTAN!" a raspy but nevertheless annoyingly loud voice reverberated in the other room, jolting the young boy out of his thoughtful state. Like a trained dog, he put the bowl of cereal aside and stood up to march inside. His mother, their mother, sickly as always, was sprawled tiredly on one armchair, leaning her lolling head on its edge. Eytan still wondered how she managed to produce such yells in a state like this. "Come here." this time her voice matched her appearance, tone dry and sounding completely exhausted. She reached forth to him and his younger version stepped forward into her arms. From time to time she would fall into such a state, being ever so gentle to him in one moment and loud and crude towards him in the next.

As of now, she was stroking her son's cheek, combing through his soggy hair and staring at him lovingly. Eytan was sure his younger self was genuinely scared, for he seemed to flinch from time to time as her nails would accidentally rake through his skin. His mother would coo tenderly, soothing the scrape but then would continue her seamless minstrations. It was frightening to watch her act so unlike herself. Treating her son as if it was the last time she saw him.

The blood-chilling truth - that wasn't far from reality.

ems • 29 June 2013 at 5:03 PM

@jupiter_hollow Oi, what to post though? .-.
@twilight_
@dada_dragon
@dramatic
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Levi uncurled herself, sniffling pathetically. She hated it. Scooting to the farthest corner from the colorless door, she pondered her situation. She had to escape. There was a primal fear within her, awakened by the new aches covering her body. Shaking, she stood and weakly stepped over to the window, looking out. An endless black pit awaited her. There was nowhere to go. She began recalling names. Tiger... Tigerlily. And there was a boy, and a couple other girls. But.. Violet? And Hannah? Where had they gone? Levi didn't remember seeing them... Not important! No, she needed to escape! But how?

Levi realized her thoughts were going in circles. "No no no, I need to think!" She growled to herself, sinking back into her corner.

jupiter_hollow • 29 June 2013 at 5:25 PM

@ems One of our characters has to deal with his/her problems and begin helping others, I'm working on Eytan's situation so he could actually interact with someone soon, but it's all I can do now. :/ @dada_dragon @dramatic @twilight_ @inkstep
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The day went on like this. His mother switched moods on the wind's call, unexpectedly throwing tantrums over tiny mistakes and then thouroughly apollogizing for her outbursts.

And Eytan, his grown up self, couldn't help but notice something he found himself surprised by. His mother seemed to be genuine in her apologies. In general, he remembered that his mother used to drink and when she did so, she was something of a miz between an affectionate drunk and a violent drunk. So when something like this happened, he used to dismiss it as his mother's normal behaviour. Only she didn't seem to be drunk now. And her eyes, albeit being completely deprived of emotion on a daily basis, now held a sheen of guilt and sorrow that he had never seen before.

twilight_ • 29 June 2013 at 9:56 PM

@jupiter_hollow
@ems
@dada_dragon
@aizel
O gee, sorry for not posting for long guys. Also sorry for making this so short I have to shower XD

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Tiger stared at the ground in a mixture of fear and confusion. She kicked at the cement and huddled under the warmth of the lamp post.
"Tig?" A familiar voice rose.

She gasped, almost excited for once.

"Brett?" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's me...Listen I need to talk to you," He said.

Brett was her boyfriend, or ex, if you counted the Neverending period of time when she was in the dream realm.

"Um...What?" She asked in a nervous voice. Something was wrong.

"We need to break up. I'm seeing another girl," He confessed.

She tried to keep her cool, and nonchalantly said, "Great for you."
Tiger was proud that her voice didnt crack too much when she said that.

Deleted • 30 June 2013 at 11:03 AM

@jupiter_hollow @ems @twilight__ can I have a summary please? xP