[mingle] what's the dream and what's the reality?

[lovetheme]

Lately the castle's nights have been very clear and almost warm, even up so high among the clouds as they are. But regardless of the weather, they are generally peaceful nights, and few things seem to stir during them...apart from the castle's inhabitants, be it with late-night roving or with sleep. The dreams, by extension, are at least undisturbed...if maybe not always pleasant. That sort of thing tends to vary by the person, of course.

But now--and for several nights, consecutively--the castle residents may find their dreams starting to take on stranger shapes: memories they've never had, friends that don't usually arrive, strangers they've never seen. These odd impressions might cling and continue to confuse even upon waking, vivid as they were; was it really just a dream, or maybe something more...? Does that newcomer in your dream remember you there too, in the daytime?

Either way, there seems to be an strange energy in the air during these nights. And it's bringing dreams together.

((ooc: And here's the catch-all post for the dream-sharing event! Feel free to top-level with your character's dreams here, or thread around in others! The event should only last about a week, but backtagging is eternal c: The ooc planning post can be found here!))

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[dustless]

They
will
not.

Frisk's pulled back a few steps, a sharp pain blooming in the crook of their elbow, but they only jerk away hard and start attacking the restraints with their teeth.

[systematicsupport]

The other restraint starts fraying, but S-4 lets out a frightened gasp as there's a sudden sting of pain in the arm the scientist has grabbed. Immediately after that, the room starts tilting and swaying.

When Frisk awakes, they'll be in a completely different room, and now they are the ones chained to the wall they lean against.

[dustless]

They start to struggle immediately. Despite that, their arms are already soaked with red as if they've been struggling for hours already.

"Let go let go let go let GO!" Frisk screams, throat raw and cracking on the inside.

[systematicsupport]

"Struggling won't do you any good," the scientist responds, his voice now crackling with static as he speaks over an intercom.

S-4 stands in front of Frisk, trying not to cry.

[dustless]

What else is there to do?

(An air of dread hangs over the room.)

"Let us go! Let go!" They've never been so furious. Their teeth feel gleaming and sharp in their mouth.

[systematicsupport]

Their teeth are sharp, enough for S-4 to step back with a wince.

"See? What did I tell you? Another hostile human, just like the rest of them. You must destroy it, S-4."

S-4's hands shake, and he keeps stepping backwards.

"I don't.. I'm scared..."

[dustless]

Disturbingly, they freeze, blinking.

That's what the scientist wants? That's normal.

(Seems the dread isn't theirs.)

"...it's okay," Frisk says quietly. "You don't need to be scared."