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Just now, Edema Rue said:

“I don’t care,” Xiylna hissed, more serious than she had been since the nightmares. “And you will not tell me to ‘shh’.”

Something EVEN louder crashed behind them. 

Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ
Posted
59 minutes ago, Edema Rue said:

 

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The griffin?

 

Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ
Posted (edited)
23 minutes ago, Justice_Magician said:

 

Yes, can We please consolidate? 

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Posted
Just now, Aeoryi said:

 

This is the dream realm!

Posted
Just now, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

This is the dream realm!

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Okay that's where the really loud noise is too.

 

Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ
Posted
4 minutes ago, Justice_Magician said:

 

You are in a meeting with the Liver, and Dreamcrafter.

Posted
11 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

The lightling was not with them.

Something made a bunch of sound above them.

 

Clay looked up, and saw… @Aeoryi

9 minutes ago, Edema Rue said:

“I don’t care,” Xiylna hissed, more serious than she had been since the nightmares. “And you will not tell me to ‘shh’.”

Weaver opened his mouth, but then was shushed by Clay.

“Shh…”

Clay grinned, and winked at Xiylna.

Posted
Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

Clay looked up, and saw… @Aeoryi

Weaver opened his mouth, but then was shushed by Clay.

“Shh…”

Clay grinned, and winked at Xiylna.

Nothing. Just a broken window with screams echoing from within. A lot of screams. And conveniently placed fog to make it more dramatic 

Posted
Just now, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

You are in a meeting with the Liver, and Dreamcrafter.

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Okay okay, we were asked to present object right?

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The dragon waited, but soon he began to suspect that was it. “Can you help us? He asked the The Liver.

I will give you gifts. Each may set one thing before me that I will make Alive. Be carful what you choose.

The dreamcrafter spoke up. And if you desire a n object to be made alive that you do not have, I will bring it forth.

Pen reached into his coat and pulled out his teapot.

"This'll work, right?"

Posted
12 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

Something EVEN louder crashed behind them. 

She whirls to look at it.

11 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

 

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Xiylna’s a wraith.

3 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Clay looked up, and saw… @Aeoryi

Weaver opened his mouth, but then was shushed by Clay.

“Shh…”

Clay grinned, and winked at Xiylna.

Xiylna flatly ignores him and floats toward the noises @Aeoryi 

Posted
Just now, Edema Rue said:

She whirls to look at it.

Xiylna flatly ignores him and floats toward the noises @Aeoryi 

The screams become louder, and the fog becomes thicker.

Posted
1 minute ago, Aeoryi said:

The screams become louder, and the fog becomes thicker.

In the fog, all anyone can see of Xiylna is her eyes, a pair of black spots. She floats to where the screams are coming from.

Posted
Just now, Edema Rue said:

In the fog, all anyone can see of Xiylna is her eyes, a pair of black spots. She floats to where the screams are coming from.

A white haze covers the desolate landscape. Dead trees dot the landscape, and many strange things lurk. The screams intensity increases.

Guest Ψιτιsτηε Βεsτ
Posted (edited)
9 minutes ago, Justice_Magician said:

Pen reached into his coat and pulled out his teapot.

"This'll work, right?"

The teapot started to vibrate. “You could bring anything alive, and you picked a teapot?”

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By the way, the others are in a place in a the dream realm priptected by the dreamcrafter, but when they exit…

 

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Posted
10 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

Nothing. Just a broken window with screams echoing from within. A lot of screams. And conveniently placed fog to make it more dramatic 

“Wow.” Weaver says. “That’s nothing, just
broken window with screams echoing from within.”

Clay cuts in, “A lot of screams.”

Weaver replies, “And conveniently placed fog to make it more dramatic.”

9 minutes ago, Edema Rue said:

She whirls to look at it.

Xiylna flatly ignores him and floats toward the noises @Aeoryi 

“Hey!” Clay says. “Hey! That was funny!”

Posted
2 minutes ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

The teapot started to vibrate. “You could bring anything alive, and you picked a teapot?”

 

Penn nodded excitedly, "My mom gave it to me for my birthday, isn't it lovely?"

Posted
1 hour ago, ΨιτιsτηεΒέsτ said:

The dragon waited, but soon he began to suspect that was it. “Can you help us? He asked the The Liver.

I will give you gifts. Each may set one thing before me that I will make Alive. Be carful what you choose.

The dreamcrafter spoke up. And if you desire a n object to be made alive that you do not have, I will bring it forth.

"Alive in what sense?"

Posted
18 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“Wow.” Weaver says. “That’s nothing, just
broken window with screams echoing from within.”

Clay cuts in, “A lot of screams.”

Weaver replies, “And conveniently placed fog to make it more dramatic.”

“Hey!” Clay says. “Hey! That was funny!”

The fog gets thicker and a shrill laughter is played from a soundboard to the left.

Posted
21 minutes ago, Aeoryi said:

A white haze covers the desolate landscape. Dead trees dot the landscape, and many strange things lurk. The screams intensity increases.

Xiylna floats back to the group. “I want to leave.”

21 minutes ago, The Aspiring Archivist said:

 

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I don’t even know at this point, I think that the group we were with went through a portal to this dream world?? I’m so confused.

 

Posted
Just now, Edema Rue said:

Xiylna floats back to the group. “I want to leave.”

 

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Why don't we just put them together since there is a lot of confusion around the splitting of groups

 

Posted
55 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

“Shh.” Weaver said.

“Hey,” Clay said. “Don’t worry, this ain’t no nightmare. We’re likely to remain safe, and you won’t turn into a human. Shovel Man should be safe from his nightmare as well.

@Nameless*

"Well, if you say so..." Shovel man grips his trademark weapon tightly, glancing nervously around the fog. "Where's everyone else? I thought they were here too."

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Waiting outside the fog, Shovel man's nightmare taps his foot impatiently, waiting for the proper time to order his undead forces to attack.

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