dreemers chapter 1
Initial entrants:
@leonard as babyJesus
you wake up on a stone floor, the intricate surface is covered in gold detail, as you begin to crawl you shed your white wrap and reveal where your heart is normally expected to be, the tip of a hot-dog bun. In your left hand is a hovering sephira and in your right, the book of much float. Your eyes blink as you enter the sunlight, emerged into a busy little street in the town square of some fairly ordinary looking town.
@thetravelingsa as trollface
you tape a mask to your beloved walking staff 'nobody will know who I am' you think after having scribbled a troll face on a peice of parchment, you raise the face and scurry into the streets
@spiritualmax as thrice greatest mercury
it is your day off and you've finally decided to take your new peair of winged shoes for a spin around town, you spot some interesting looking characters in town square today and decide to take a swoop to check it out, when your one shoe runs out of fuel and you are forced to land.
@noew as military equipment
weapons loaded, you prance through town 'commando style' and glare down those who would cross your path, you have arrived after an especially gruelling day of target practice and chopping morning wood.
@combofrenzy as shodans mutant
you are tight and hungy, you have no idea who you are or where you are, you keep hearing this annoying voice making announcements of how 'the many' think you're an asshole to the other zombies and decided to banish you, you feel like you are changing, your bones are stretching and coalescing into ever newer forms of yourself, as if a over-soul has left you and your form is no longer sustained by your society.
@luts as puss in boots
after having successfully conned another king out of his daughter and favorite outfit through creative use of court jestering, you tiptoe through town square with a revived alacrity ready for your next fanciful adventure, this new resolve you feel might be a sign of a great adventure to come, your instincts tingle and your paws fumble at your swords hilt as you writhe in anticipation for whats next. You see that town today has some interesting characters roaming about feel intrigued.
@lanmower as the fool
You are once again been evicted for having spread another dreaded politically incorrect slur alongside charitable discussions in a tavern all-in poker match with a bunch of knife juggling clowns from the Persian gulf. While you may have come off fairly unscathed from the experience, your ears are ringing from the grog you drowned in the previous night, you rub your eyes as the sun parts the crescent glow the edge of a whiskey barrels lid lifting creates. As light pours in you find yourself smack bang in the middle of a bussling street, nearby you see a baby with bread in his chest.
Freedom first, comment to perform actions
Every time i'm in the street i hear YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! YAWK! Mouse down, where you from, mouse? Where your grandma stay, huh, my mouse?
"This m.A.A.d city I run, my puss "
I ate him
AS THE FOOL
walking lockstep with puss in boots
'thats gross man'
hands puss in boots a hankerchief
'here, keep it'
As the puss in boots
thanks, it's pleasure to meet you. It's pretty uncomfortable to say but something is hanging out from your pants...
runs away to avoid awkwardness
After days or weeks of wandering around, the shodans mutant encounters a man, poorly dressed and very scared.
The peasant asks:
Are you alright, sir? You look very pale.
The mutant answers him:
I am no sir but you may call me ComboFrenzy and despite my unusual appearance, i feel quite well. Where are you headed, fellow traveler?
Peasant: I am a mapper, a purveyor of maps far and wide, should you wish to enquire about said maps, I should warn you good sir, you might not like what you hear.
https://dsound.audio/#!/@vampstakes/20180226t181446566z-dreemers-the-mapper-speaks
Shodans Mutant (ComboFrenzy): I have seen things that you would not even dare to speak of. Go ahead, human. I do not have gold, nor silver but i will repay you, worry not.
Peasant: I have in my posession a certain map that you might find interesting, some say that this map had been scribbled in the halls of the dead.
Some say its the one map to rule them all.
And some say, that there's a terrible curse that befalls anyone who lay eyes on it.
(troll face's magnet drags off in the background, with him following it)
Shodans mutant:
And what do you ask in exchange for this map of yours, human?
Mercury stands and stares at the other Fantasy Characters....
He thinks to himself that he is definitely lucky for being who he is.
A cloaked stranger taps on your shoulder
Cloaked stranger: hello stranger
https://dsound.audio/#!/@lanmower/20180226t191436896z-dreemers-a-cloaked-stranger-speaks
Mercury turns around and gasps at the sight.
-H-Hello there, w-what can I help you with?
Cloaked stranger: I have need of the s-services of a young gentleman such as your s-self
(troll face's magnet drags off in the background, with him following it)
The cloaked stranger deftly slips a black map from his sleeve, and glancing momentarily at you, with receeded eyes and a gummy smile, says 'the precious map', when a bee lands on his nose.
'curses' the cloaked stranger says, and swipes the bee from his nose, dropping the map on the floor.
Instantly his eyes went dead and he was no longer seeing you with the fire of his soul, his wrinkles dropped and his mouth closed in mid breath. He did not seem to notice you at all.
Blindly wandering down the alleyway, the delirious husk of bones and cloak scurries feeling his way about.
The map remains on the stone floor, a small black parchment with a red ribbon tied around it.
(troll face's magnet drags off further into the background, with him following it)
Mercury grabs the map and unties the ribbon.
He rolls it open and stares at the contests.... which are...
what is this arcane language? you suspect that you might have to find an interpreter for this map.
your vision blurs and you mercurial senses give you an ominous feeling in the pit of your stomach, your shoes twitch and flutter a bit.
you feel the world pressing in on you as you suddenly feel driven by what you see, the strings of destiny tugging at your heart, you must find someone to interpret this map
(troll face's magnet drags off in the background, with him following it)
I am evolving into a cool new body, and i have a slightly bigger skull and i have the power to read the thoughts of other intelligent life forms. I can control my own mutations and even change my appearance until a certain level so that i look like a human with grey skin. I am going around this mysterious world in search for new adventures and a place where i feel like i belong.
2 beautiful blue eyes are observing the shodans mutant as he is talking with a peasant. Following him from the distance, a panther is silently moving from bush to bush, without anyone noticing it. She is waiting for the right moment.
Your charitable heart reaches out to the mutant, you are attracted by its hearty groans and shaky gait.
(troll face's magnet drags off in the background, with him following it)
I start selling my new inventions.
Magnets for sale
Million and one uses
They make you Fly.
Only 9.99
I await the approach of a coughsuckercough I mean customer.
you notice one of your magnets fly out of your pockets and starts dragging across the ground fairly rapidly in a northern direction towards the curch...
I say: "My troll senses are tingling" and start the long journey to the church.
AS THE FOOL
hung over
is this the mens room?
stumbles into apple merchant, sending several fruit flying
oh dear best stick with this chap he looks well dressed and perfectly normal
walks in lockstep around with puss in boots
@leonard (pending steem registration)
AS BABY JESUS
I see military equipment and approach him with the intent to follow him around.
You start crawling in the direction of the military equipment, you make it roughly 3 adult steps into the sun, your knees scrape, your raw baby nerves scream as your palms touch the hot stone. The book of float floats after you and the sephirah you hold provide little shelter from the hot stones under your vulnerable baby skin.
3 Adult steps into the direct sunlight, your limbs weaver and your resolve thins, there must be a better way.