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TDM #1 - What Dreams May Come
What Dreams May Come
Dream On
Welcome to the Dreamscape. A beautiful, endless dream where you and a bunch of other unique and interesting minds from across the multiverse have been gathered to connect, commiserate, and make the impossible... possible! There are many fantastical realms to explore and even more to come, and you are given your very own Nimbus Cloud to serve as your home. This puffy pink cloud will host a pocket dimension just for you where the only limit to what you can create is your own imagination. Missing personal items or locations from the waking world? No problem--- the only thing you have to do in order to earn feathers, the local currency, is make meaningful connections with others. In fact, making these meaningful connections seems to be the only task assigned to you by your mysterious host, the Outsider.
The only catch? You can't wake up until the Outsider wakes you. And it's not clear when that will be--- if ever.
Make your way in this ever-changing dream realm, find friends and allies to earn Feathers, and navigate strange and fantastical Dreamscape-wide events as you and your new neighbors try to unravel the mystery of what exactly the Outsider wants, and what it will take to escape the never-ending dream. The Outsider isn't just an NPC, either--- they're joining you on your adventures!
The only catch? You can't wake up until the Outsider wakes you. And it's not clear when that will be--- if ever.
Make your way in this ever-changing dream realm, find friends and allies to earn Feathers, and navigate strange and fantastical Dreamscape-wide events as you and your new neighbors try to unravel the mystery of what exactly the Outsider wants, and what it will take to escape the never-ending dream. The Outsider isn't just an NPC, either--- they're joining you on your adventures!
WHAT
The grand opening of Perchance to Dream!
WHEN
9/13/2022
QUICK NAV
I'm Only Sleeping
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When you go to sleep that night, it is like any other night. After a long day of living your life in the waking world, you dress down for the night, lie your weary head down, close your eyes, and begin to drift off, as you normally do. However, just as you are about to fall asleep, there is a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that something has changed.
But you drift off nonetheless.
When you rise, you find yourself still in the same bed you went to sleep in, but that bed has been… transported, somehow, to a broad and otherwise empty room. Your feet hit the black marble floor, but even if they are bare, they don’t feel cold. Around you are tall arches, beyond which is a rich, pink, sunset sky, and fluffy clouds drifting lazily by, sometimes close enough that parts of them intrude on the room.
On one side of the room, there is a door. Tall and austere, it looms overhead, bearing a carving of a strange blue eye. You feel awake, yet you know you are dreaming. Never in your life have you had a dream like this, so breathtakingly lucid. You feel foreign here, but welcome, like a guest. It’s an odd feeling, but perhaps it is familiar.
At the foot of your bed, there is a note on a small black slip of paper, written in lavender ink. It’s addressed to you by name.
“If you want answers, come find me at the Torn Oak. Otherwise, make yourself at home. Welcome to the Dreamscape.
-The Outsider”
The only way out is through the door. When you exit it, it slams behind you, and is gone if you turn around. You begin to get the sense that you’re going to be here for a while.
The Dreaming Tree
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The first area that you come into contact with is a sprawling field of stark white vegetation under a deep purple sky. At the base of the hill upon which you stand, you can see a tree that is particularly large, that seems to be standing perfectly upright despite being torn completely in half just above the stump. A blue wooden door with a silver handle stands in the gap between the body of the three and the stump below. It seems this place has an interesting penchant for disembodied doors. Still, this is probably the “Torn Oak” referenced in the note from the room before.
Should you go in, you’ll find before you a fantastical structure that looks almost like a shrine--- four shimmering crystal pillars, a glass chandelier, and a pedestal with a glowing sphere swirling with light. And beside that, there stands a strange figure. A person with periwinkle skin and a long, slender body, draped in a cloak with golden eyes that moved and blinked. On their head, a pair of horns and a golden halo, and a pointed tail flicked around their ankles. They had three eyes, one seated up on their brow, all of which were that strange, eerie blue that the one carved into that large black door had been.
“Hello there!” They greet you cheerfully. “I’ve been expecting you. I’m sure you have questions!”
Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)
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The Outsider, your host, is more than happy to explain the purpose of this place. You are in the Dreamscape, a special pocket of the collective unconscious of the entire omniverse, and they’ve plucked the dreaming minds of a hand-picked selection of people out of their own dreams, to be here in this mystical place. They cannot tell you why, exactly, but they want you to make meaningful emotional, mental, and physical connections with other dreamers, particularly those who you do not know, and they’re willing to reward you for doing so.
Perhaps you want to get started on collecting right away. The Outsider has kindly informed you that the best way to do this is to go and make some new friends. The likelihood that you’ll find another dreamer or two walking around the grassy knoll outside the Torn Oak or heading up or down the colossal escalator leading up into the sky itself is pretty high. Perhaps you’ll even find someone who wants to walk with you over to the Glass Lake, where the water’s surface can be walked on to get a better view of the Rainbow Koi. For some reason, no matter how many people go there or how inviting it seems, no one else besides you and the person or people you went with ever seems to be anywhere around, making it surprisingly private.
Sleepwalking
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If the immediate area doesn’t strike your fancy and you’re looking for some other options, you might consider heading to the Barren Freeway. The long stretch of paved road is oppressively isolating and terribly eerie, but it can lead to so many other places, be they strange, temporary locations from the corners of your mind that disappear when you leave, or the Twisted City itself.
Bustling and full of life, there is always something to do or see in the Twisted City. Restaurants, shops, night life, libraries, parks--- and it almost looks like a normal town, if you can ignore the bubbles in the sky, uncanny structures in the street, and the fact that nothing ever seems to stay in the same spot. Though if you get lost and need to get back to the Freeway, the Submarineway has a stop right by there. Maybe in the process of finding your way, you can find a friend.
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"...Annette Hallowedhelm." She hesitantly took his hand to shake.
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“Good to meet you, Miss Hallowedhelm—and I’m sorry for bein’ a bit of a tit. Just…have some experience with panic attacks like that. Breathing never works for me, it’s hard to listen when you’re that…afraid…”
The word escapes as if torn from his throat.
“…so I took a chance you had some steel in your spine, put up with my shit…and that the stuff that helped me might help you.”
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"It's fine, I suppose. I cannot be too terribly upset when it worked." She finally replied. "As you can likely tell, I am not pleased to be here."
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“Truth be told, bit of a relief on my end.” He admitted quietly. “I have more nightmares than dreams. Odd one, that Outsider, but they did me a favor.”
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"Lucky you. My waking life was more a nightmare than anything else. I do not believe this place a boon, however."
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Breathing through it, trying to keep the embers in his chest where they belonged, he tilted his head in consideration.
“Well, it’s not exactly Heaven—I know, I’ve been.” He admitted quietly. “If your life is so shite, why does this place bother you so much?”
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"Because I have better things to do than play nice and entertain some strange being in it's even stranger realm." She scoffed. "I have had enough of manipulative creatures lording their power over me."
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“Trust me, I know the feeling.” He replied honestly. “But this Outsider isn’t exactly asking us for anything. We’re also bloody sleeping. I’d be worried if they were one of the fae, but I truly do not think that’s the case.”
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“Have you had dealings with ‘em? The Fair Folk?” He asked, stepping closer as he dropped his voice for privacy. “Lower fae? One of the three Courts? What?”
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"What does it matter if I did?" She replied, answering only the first of his questions.
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He lowered his hands slowly, an unhappy scowl cutting across his face.
"It was an expression of concern, nothin' more...you've not been hurt by any of them, have you?"
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She shifted uncomfortably then, hands wringing together. "Again I ask why it would matter. But I have hed recent encounters with many supernatural creatures. None of which cause me physical harm." Psychologically however...
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“What sort of world do you come from that you’re so…fraught?” He asked, sliding his hands into his pockets. “Don’t think I didn’t hear all the rubbish you didn’t say just then, the silence is deafening. Who came after you, and how?”
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She shook her head. "A world where weakness will see you dead in an instant, and where evil lies just on the periphery of our vision."