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

[yallstupid]

[And that? Is enough. Guzma understands the desire to just...pretend like everything is fine, to go along with this hazy dream where everything exists to suit your personal desires. A fantasy world made to appeal to you directly. How many times has he imagined such a place himself? He's become dead to such niceties, sadly, they no longer appeal to him anymore. He's grown too bitter, cold, and distant. Happiness like this? He's too much a realist and a pessimist to accept them as truth. But when he was young, when the sting still ached, this was an escape. A world of dreams where he could fulfill everyone's wishes and be happy.

So he understands.

Nodding his head, he gives the Drifter one final, hesitant look before closing his eyes to drown out the false world around them. He doesn't belong here anyway. He just hopes his friend will make good on his word to return. The pull of perfection is difficult to break, but...he's always been good at destroying things. Guzma just doesn't want it to come to that.]

I'll be waiting for you, bro.

[hyperlit]

[It's brief, but there's an easing to the tightness around their eyes, and one gloved hand drifts upward as if to clap him on the shoulder, or simply...affirm their perverse gratitude for such an act.]

[They think better of it.]

[They let their hand drop, and let him slip from the narrative, as easily as oil over water.]

[They just need a little more time.]

[That's all.]