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Post by Quinn Estiva on Mar 26, 2012 23:03:29 GMT -5
Grevost City... Once a peaceful place with no worries... until recently. Events of unexplained murders have been brewing across the city. The citizens are at an uneased state. Some to the point of leaving home and moving elsewhere. However, there is hope. A scientist happens to know what's causing all the murders. The dream dimension. Being the only one to have survived an attack and tell the tale, most don't believe his claims as in why the death rate has recently increased. He's discovered that somehow someone's found a way to linked dreams to reality. Having a very vague accusation with absolutely no proof, he doesn't have an explaination for how this is possible. However, a few random citizens are about to find out that this scientist was really telling the truth...
You (protagonists) have fallen asleep and have entered the dream dimension. Just like yesterday and the days before it, you've dreamed peacefully or perhaps have had a nightmare or two. After a period of time, you feel as if the world's spinning around you. It continues to do so until it abruptly stops. Looking around, you notice that this isn't the dream you once were in. (everyone's merged into Greg's dream.)
You (antagonists) notice that it has gotten to that time where the target location is darkening. Your species have attacked this area many times already, and prepare to do so as the location has faced away from the sun. Being as it is night time for the humans that live in Grevost City, you've prepared to fall asleep. After entering the dream world and merging a few random citizens into one dream, you begin your attack.
_September 17th 22:58...
_Grevost City
_... ERROR: Invalid Target Location (Greg's Dream World)
Greg kicked the soccer ball across the field after recently stealing it from an opponent player. The crowd was chanting and shouting in excitment as he moved across the field with ease, ignoring the hot weather that would otherwise make them feel exhausted. "Go Greg!" he heard amongst the other sounds sprouting like a weed. This voice was one he's heard since he was a baby; his Mom.
Running toward the net, Greg prepared to make the shot. The goalie that stood between him and his soccer ball's destination prepared to block the shot. Seeing a gap in the goalie's defense, he took aim. Using his hand and feet coordination, he striked the ball toward its objective. The goalie dives for the steal, but is a hair off as the ball zooms right past him.
Greg runs to his teammates in excitment. Though he realistically had no clue who any of them were, his subconscious did. And so he interacts with his "friends" just the way he would toward anyone else. He then looked around at the stadium, seeing his fans exciting reactions to Greg's goal. Unaware of what is soon to come, he jogs over to his position and continues the game.
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Post by Riku on Mar 27, 2012 0:28:29 GMT -5
here i am playing a nice friendly game of soccer with people that i don't really think i know i just really ignore that and continue on play a nice game of soccer that was fun
the there was one boy that cought my attention everyone seemed to be calling him greg i had never seen him before but for some wird and unexplanable reason he seams so fimiliar to me just like i had known him for years.
and then as a matter of fact i have no idear where i am and i only just really realised that how stupid am i i am playing and i don't know any of these people and have no idear were i am this has got to be a dream or is it one of those bad dreams i am not shore but i will kepp an eye out just in case
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Post by Quinn Estiva on Mar 27, 2012 1:00:55 GMT -5
Greg ran across the field as he tried to catch up to an opponent player that had the ball. The cleats held the ground tightly for him, allowing him to use that force to push himself to run faster. Just as he was about to take the ball, something caught the corner of his eye. Scratching the ground, he stopped as he looked out a distance away.
He noticed someone that caught him by surprise. Greg didn't know what to make of it. His mind was boggled as he tried to make sense of it. This boy that caught his attention was something he didn't have control of. He had to awaken his mind before he could understand what it was that was in front of him. And then he realized...
Looking around with an awakened mind, Greg was able to register what was happening around him. He quickly figured he was in a dream considering the fact that the location was the one he imagined when reading a book earlier that day... or yesterday, depending on the current time. He then questioned what was happening.
"Why am I not awake?" Greg said to himself. He knew this was really unusual. He tended to naturally wake up anytime his mind took over, but this time was different.
He brought his attention back at the boy. The one that 'woke him up'. He glanced around as he noticed the sounds being muffled as he put his concentration sololy on the guy. What was it about the boy that made him seem so different? Greg stared at the boy, curious as in what to do.
"Hello?" Greg said. The stadium was really loud, so he repeated his greeting a couple of more times just in case. He didn't know what to expect out of the guy, but he hoped that he wasn't evil in any way. Sure the guy didn't look evil at all, he wanted to make sure what the boy's motives were before making a solid judgment.
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Post by Riku on Mar 27, 2012 3:00:47 GMT -5
he looked up at the boy greeting him like a friend then he notices that it is actually that boy that looked very fimiliar earlyer "hello nice to meet you" i say as we stand there for a little bit and then i start to think maby he his evil out to get me because i will never forget what happened
*flash back*
i remember seeing the guy stabed multiple times i remember feeling weak and vonerable like i could do nothing at all to save myself because if he couldn't save himself how would i be able to save myself and i will never forget those spine chilling words that came from that figer he spoke "you have seen his fate and that will be yours" and then i woke up.
i jump back and then have a second look at the boy and i fell like i can trust him that is not evil should i trust my instinks or run i think for more then 2 miniuts and then i say to myself i will trust my instinks i have never before but i will now this boy dosn't even look evil but i have got to remember looks can be desieving expecialy if you don't know where you are but maby he knows where we are well i guess i will trust him
"do you have any idear where we are?" i ask the boy with a very confused voice and then i stand for a minuit and wait for an answer
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Post by Quinn Estiva on Mar 27, 2012 22:03:17 GMT -5
Ruphaz smirked as he watched his victims carefully. He stood amongst the crowd in the stands, blending into the enviroment so he wouldn't be noticed. He never liked killing his victims instantly like some from his species. He changed his outfit to a casual look; blue polo shirt, kacki pants, tennis shoes, and a blue cap. He'd never wore clothes like this before, but using the abilities of his imagination, he made his outfit a relaxed fitting.
Ruphaz simply watched the humans in the corner of his eye rather than looking directly at them. He could tell they were already at their confusion phase, a typical reaction for any human. It was the next phase in the process that he patiently waited for.
Greg looked at the boy. He still couldn't trust him. There was something really freaky going on. Greg took a step away from the guy, unsure how to make sense of it.
With Greg on high alert of what's going on, the dream world started to change. The people around them began to fade. Dark clouds covered the skies. The wind began to pick up. Greg, however, wasn't aware that these changes were happening at all. His mind was still trapped in a dream state of mind, and therefore was simply taking in the changes naturally.
"What are you doing here?" Greg asked the boy, ignoring the fact that the guy had asked him anything. He wasn't scared, but he was on high alert. If the guy tried to do anything suspicious, he was ready.
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Post by Riku on Mar 27, 2012 23:53:14 GMT -5
he jumped from the responce of the boy becauase he didn't think that he would respond "i am acctually not shore" i say to the boy but i still would like to know if i can trust him or not then i look up and see everything changing everything dissapearing and once it was all gone there was only two other people left not including me the boy i was talking to and another pretending not to be looking at us so what is going on can i trust this boy or not but i do know that the other guy is trying to hide something i am going to find out
then i draw my attention back to the boy who seemed un awear of these changes and i ask "can i trust you or not and where are we?"
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Post by Quinn Estiva on Mar 28, 2012 22:40:51 GMT -5
Ruphaz was caught a bit off guard as in how the dream world changed so unexpectedly. When the projected images of people around him disappeared, he moved into phase 2. Already having the appearance of a average human, he made his way toward the victums. However, he did so innocently as if he, too, were confused on what's going on. He knew that by doing this he could continue to mess with the dreamer's mind, making the enviroment change into more of a nightmare.
"Help!" Ruphaz said, pretending to be scared. "They're after me!" This should trigger the dreamer into imagining something horrid.
Confusion ran all throughout Greg's mind. Questions raced past his eyes. Should he trust the boy? What's going on with this dream? Why is all of this happening?.. This chaos that he was subconsciously creating for the dream world was making him afraid.
The boy didn't seem harmful... But he still wasn't sure about him. Typically Greg's a trusting person, but with his dream being boggled left and right, it made him uneasy since he had no clue what was going on.
"As long as I can trust you." Greg answered, though only part of his question. Up until just moments ago, he didn't put any attention on where he was, let alone what he was doing. He couldn't recall anything except playing a sport game.
Hearing a call for help, Greg looked toward where the shout came from. He put himself on high alert, ready to run away from whatever the guy claimed was chasing him. As he thought about who could be chasing the guy, he got his answer. Emerging from the stadium doors charged a group of monstrous scorpions that were much larger than himself.
Without any hesitation, Greg darted toward the closest path out of the stadium and toward the streets of the city. He ran alongside the two guys, hoping to outrun the abnormally large creatures together.
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Anacondria - 1500G 4 wins
