Exploration Event: Neverwere

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EXPLORATION EVENT: NEVERWERE

Who: Everyone!
What: Your wildest dreams come true!
When: May 15th to May 18th
Where: Ziziphus, those still on Ensō...and Mu
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Then Know That My Life Was Just a Killer Dream
You can find most of the information you need in the OOC info post! In the meantime, feel free to use this log as a catch-all for your dream worlds, as well as detailing your efforts to free one another. Whether they're on Ziziphus or Ensō at the time of the dreams' capture, your character is free to access as many dreams as you like, as the interlocking mental landscape allows for that sort of crossing over apropos of nothing. And time, of course, is very fluid in dreams - many days, months, and years can transpire in a matter of mere minutes.

Will you fight your way free from Ziziphus's vines or Mu's thrall, or are you content to die in your sleep?

Remember to let us know if your character dies during this event!

Event Timeline

[ ♆ ] May 15th: The vines make their move, ensnaring characters in ideal fantasy worlds
[ ♆ ] May 17th: The Storyteller will make contact with those they can, as well as issue information and a potential solution
[ ♆ ] May 18th: Those that have not freed themselves from the vines or from Mu will suffer a death

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Comments

[flyfisher]

On the contrary, she recognizes him right away, perhaps by his voice or just her mental image of him being fulfilled. In a perfect world, wingless ravens have their wings back, after all.

"Thanks for noticing!" Myia calls out from across the room. Emet the frog lifts themself out of her lap, and curls up comfortably on the chair's extended cushion, soporific smile on their face.

"And your wings came back! How nice, how nice!" Myia crosses her legs. "What do you need if you already got your wings back? Queen Myia is the most generous queen in Bugtown!"

She's also the only queen in Bugtown, but you know. Details. She's near-sighted in more ways than one.

[deathfindsaway]

Gods help him right now. He kind of thought that maybe once he got in here, he'd have more words, that he'd know what to say to her. He doesn't. It's hard enough keeping his head on straight, not buying directly into this like this magic wants him to, but he's got a mission. He thinks.

What a mess.

"Myia, do you know where you are right now?" He brings his hands in front of him, tapping the little talons together and trying to ignore how utterly strange that feels. "Better question, how do you know who I am?"