( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

What is this sorcery?


((dream as kai`ckul))

The devices in this city are beyond incredible; I am quite taken with the large pictures that tell stories, I must admit. I think one would look quite well above the fireplace in my suite in Cair Paravel.

By the by, do any of the creatures here talk? I only ask because a handful of cats have been following me every time I leave the building, but none of them reply when I ask how they are. Not in English, at least.

Dear Balthazar,
I have your body. Do try not to have too much fun with mine.
D

What -

I mean, how -

Katniss -

Real or not real? Real or not real!??!

This is...entirely unamusing.

I 'woke up' next to Dean Winchester. As a woman.

Why am I unable to hear anything? I have been in other vessels before and have never had this issue.

Lucifer? Gabriel? Castiel?

Apparently I am actually going to have to message you, which is most annoying.

Well, this sure is interesting.

I need a job. Ridiculous 'horror' invasion or not. Just because some ghosts are holding silly grudges does not mean I stop needing wanting to eat.

Does anyone know of anything that might be going? I was a schoolteacher back home, and a governess before that.

Well, now. Isn't this a cozy little set-up that you've got going on here? I'm almost insulted I've been kept out of the loop for so long.

Freddy Krueger? Really?

Did anyone else get a nighttime visit?

Well, this is an interesting turn of events, if I do say so myself.

Ariadne has been sent home. She went home on the 25th. I should have put this on the network earlier but I didn't have my phone with me.

Arthur no longer lives here. If anyone is looking for him, he will not be found at [Eames' address]. No, I do not know where he is now.

( Morpheus )

( Juno )

uuuuugh work. I would have been perfectly happy to stay in bed for a day or three longer.

Cobb, have you wandered off somewhere?

Arthur? Eames? Ariadne? Is anyone listening?

No, seriously.

Something's gone wrong.

It is New Year's Eve. I have been drinking since... I don't know, Christmas day or something. Or possibly lunchtime. Point me at a party. Cheers.

ARTHUR, ARIADNE, WE'RE GOING TO A PARTY

We've got gremlins. Listen up, or the eyeball equivalent.

WARNINGS:

• Get kids, animals, and anyone else who can't defend themselves to safety. Gremlins are violent and they've already attacked children and a velociraptor and temporarily killed someone.
  
• DO NOT USE WATER. Guess how gremlins reproduce? The city water supply just got shut off, but play it safe-- ditch your bottled water if you have that, and stay away from bodies of water that can't be drained. You can still use other liquids, but avoid plain water. Invest in perfume ETA: The Rani is working on a gremlin-specific water soluble toxin.
  
• DON'T FEED THEM, specifically after midnight, but just in general, DON'T FEED THEM.
  
• If you've heard the old pilot stories about gremlins sabotaguing machinery, guess what? True. Be careful what you rely on, because it could go very wrong for you if gremlins play with it.
  

Things to know:

• Gremlins are pests. Your moral stance on how to deal with sentient homicidal pests may vary. Unless you have, say, a horse and cart to haul them waaaay out of the city since automobiles would mean epic fail, you might want to avoid engaging them yourself and leave pest control to someone else. ETA: Bodyguards and other help:
  • Jane Shepard will take care of the shooting.
    
  • Ashley Magnus can teleport you to safety.
    
  • Lily Potter can as well, and she can put up defensive wards if you want them.
    
  • Nessie Cullen can deal with them for you in a less shooty way.
• Gremlins vs. sunlight -- WINNER: LIGHT. Anybody have thoughts on how to rig those UV tanning beds up like flood lights? Other lights freak them out, too. The daylight'll keep them hiding, but at night, we can still fry 'em. ETA: Any light, just crank it up. If you can move stadium lights from the stadium to brighten high traffic areas or otherwise rig up some brightness, do it.
  
• Speaking of frying, you can electrocute the hell out of them. Lots of things work-- just don't try drowning them.
  
• My brilliant husband pointed out that we could distract them with Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. Seriously. If Claire's store has a copy that could be removed from the premises, or anybody else happens to have it, let's gather up some AV equipment and find a central location to project it and lure in the gremlins. Don't bring equipment you can't stand to possibly lose. Claire has contacted a theatre about running it tonight, but we'll need to deal with the gremlins in there some other way besides a movie-style burning-down-the-house. Maybe my ridiculous tanning bed idea? Anyone who's up for barricading the gremlins in and shooting the hell out of them, volunteers welcome.

My name is Robert Fischer, and I am am very confused as to why or how I am here. At first I assumed I was dreaming, but I have had no reply from -

Anyway, I would greatly appreciate it if someone, anyone, could explain to me what's going on and help me get back to Los Angeles. I can certainly make it worth your while.

I know these feeling are dangerous, but it's no use denying anymore. I've tried.

[Filtered to friends of the Dream Team]
I know it's short notice, but if you don't already have plans for Thursday we're having Thanksgiving dinner here. Or "Practice Christmas," as Eames insists on calling it. Let me know if you're coming so I know how many pies to bake.

this place, this fucking place, fucking hell

[Boss]

my head is full of limbo. can you help? please




[OoC: back to normal for Eames!]

( Neria's voice is quiet and nervous. She doesn't sound as though she realises the PDA is picking up what she says. )

Hello? H-Hello?

Where am I?

I'm not supposed to leave. The Templars will be very angry if they find I'm gone.

( a hitched breath and a stifled sob )

I must go back. They will surely make me Tranquil when they find me if I don't.

( OOC: Neria was never recruited to the Wardens by Duncan after helping Jowan. Instead, the Knight-Commander sent her to Aeonar, the mage prison. She's been there ever since, and she's somewhat traumatised. )

I don't remember... is this new? I don't... [Eames' voice trails off. He just sounds incredibly confused and lost.]



[OoC: New AU! Eames got shot in the taxi on Yusuf's level instead of Saito. He fell into Limbo, and has spent what feels like 150 years or so down there. Hello, scrambled eggs for brains]

I remember the buildings being lots more broke the last time I was here...

I wonder if I've been changed in the night?

Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different.

Children, beware. I fear one of mine own nightmares hath escaped the Dreaming. He is a Dark Mirror, a misbegotten child full of luxury and licentiousness, and he will take from you the windows to your very soul.

If you see him, call me at once. He must be stopped.

Eames, Ariadne, and Arthur; I stand in my gallery...

You know the drill.

So is everything back to normal? Are we getting a little peace and quiet?

( Sirius )

Is it really Has it really been Is she

I must admit I am uncertain how to react to such a situation, save that it is not something I wish to experience again.

I am terribly sorry for causing people to worry.

( Filtered to Anders )

Enough of this. Asaph! You do something about this Hell-god you've brought here, or I will. And then I'm coming for you. Humanity is not for our entertainment.

I don't understand.

Why is someone hurting people now? Neria didn't do anything wrong, did she? That's not fair.

Mister Morpheus do you think you could make it so I don't have dreams just for tonight? Please? The mean lady with the curly hair scares me.

The reason I've been dreamwalking people in the city is to make myself feel safe; I'm utterly afraid of everyone here.

[A few minutes later.]

I didn't type this. I don't---

Why can't I erase this?

What is wrong with this damn thing?!



[OOC: That Was Supposed to be a Secret]

I can't believe I'm doing this

So, I hear there's quite a few supernatural individuals in the city.

Would any of you be interested in occasional no-strings-attached sex?

I swear it's not as sketchy as it sounds. I'm a succubus and I sort of need the sex. And it's just safer with fae supernaturals than it is with humans.

I can promise it'll be worth your while.

Oh! No werewolves No, that just sounds species-ist But they get so territorial And it makes me miss Dyson No werewolves, please.

( Kenzi )

I know that many doctors and healers were lost in the explosion, and I wish to offer my services to those who remain.

( Filtered to people from her world )

( Filtered to Gwen and Morgana )

( Filtered to Ariadne, Eames and Arthur )

( Filtered to Merlin and Harry )

( Filtered to Morpheus )

If I may have a moment of your time? I've just been escorted from your library by a pair of terribly uniformative guards, and I'd appreciate some answers. There happens to be a great deal wrong with the situation in which I find myself, not the least of which is my presence here. If you're going to invite a guest, it's good manners to tell him and then avoid throwing him into the street without a word the moment he arrives.

Hey, kids.

'Sup?

Hello?

[There is the sound of a small hand covering the mouthpiece of the phone, followed by muffled talking with... someone? several someones?]

[The next coherent thing is half-whispered and sounds slightly nervous] These paintings are talking to me and I don't know why... where am I?

What the hell is going on?

Is this another weird Fae thing? Because I've seriously had more than enough of that for one day.

Kenz? Dy?

It's getting worse.

[Ariadne]
Something is not right here. Did you make love to Were you intimate with anyone in the Dreaming ~ or anywhere else ~ while you had my powers?

I'm my own substitute teacher! Amazing.

Huck, you're with me. The exciting world of School awaits you.

( Morpheus )

Haven't we done this one already?

Greetings, Dreamwalker.

( Morpheus )

( Ariadne, Arthur, Cobb & Mal )

( Reg and Sirius )

I thought I'd just be human again when this ended. Not myself. Oh, good heavens.

Fuck. Is this what being lobotomized feels like?

What's going on? Why am I here? Send me home now. Bitch. Whine. Moan. Rage.

That's the standard format, yes? Didn't leave anything out? I would so hate to deviate from the norm?

I do have to say the twenty-first century has brilliant phones.

I never thought I'd be able to Dream without having to sleep. This is amazing. And the things I can build! If I thought it was pure creation before, that's nothing to what it is now.

Eames, where are you? I want to see your best Bela Lugosi.

( [Arthur] )

I had a dream last night and there was a circus and lots of cotton candy and I gots to play with the lions and clowns and not none of it was really real not even a little!

The voices are gone. I can't feel anyone, I can't sense anything. It's so quiet in my head. I can make whole sentences, and be coherent.

If only my brother was here to see it. This place is extraordinary, I couldn't convey how special it is before, but I am in awe of it.

Hello everyone, I'm River. I like to dance, does anyone else like to dance?

( Filtered to Anders )

( Filtered to Alistair )

( Filtered to Morpheus )

( Filtered to Morrigan and Merrill )

( Filtered to Zevran )

( Filtered to Morgana and Mordred )

( Filtered to Ariadne, Arthur and Eames )

I'm not tired. Nothing hurts. And Caden is definitely...

Wow. How can I know that?