Darkness Overspreading

[wizard_redfive]

Who: Dairine, you… and an uninvited guest
What: Nightmare sharing
When: Throughout the Nightmare Plot
Where: Dairine’s dreamscape
Rating: Umm… Teen for now. Might change it later.

Three true things await discovery,
Darkness overspreading,
A commorancy underground:
And the Moon is no dream—

Those who enter Dairine’s dream will find themselves on the dark side of the moon. Of course, unless they are well-versed in lunar surfaces, it’ll just look like grey, rocky terrain. Surprisingly, you can breathe just fine despite not having any protective suits. The air is chilly, but not the freezing cold that was normal in outer space.

Above you is a night sky unaltered by smog or atmosphere, the deep velvety darkness of space. Beautiful, isn’t it? However, those that look closely will begin to notice a patch of sky far darker than the rest. As you continue to watch, the darkness will spread out, blocking out stars and galaxies. Before long, whole sections of space appear to be swallowed up by a void of nothingness. Yet make no mistake, this darkness is not nothing. It stirs and heaves as if it were a living thing… or a bunch of little ones, like a giant mass of insects.

That darkness is alive. And somehow, you know it's not friendly.

((Sections: Dark Matter Aliens The Lone Power Other

Her dreams start out fairly tame, but then again so many nightmares do. Don't worry. Things will pick up soon enough.))

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Reaching the Door

[wizard_redfive]

[Perhaps the darkness is giving you the creeps, or the moon just doesn't interest you. Either way, you’d rather move on.

A white glow can be seen off on the horizon. As you approach, you find the source: a worldgate suspended in the air, a portal made of pure light. What might lie beyond it? Dare you go through?]

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Alien Attack at the Crossings

[wizard_redfive]

[You step through the worldgate onto a platform in the middle of what looks like a giant, sci-fi airline terminal. The stalls and kiosks are recognizable enough, even though the people working them are definitely not human. Luggage can be seen floating about or even walking on its own. Machines whiz through the air high above your head, towing various containers. But most impressive is the ceiling… or rather “ceilings.” Towering above everything else, thousands of different panels are layered on top of each other. Glassy ones, hard steel ones, wispy ones, multicolored metal ones… more materials than you can ever imagine, continuously moving and rearranging themselves. Sunlight filters through the terminal’s light green air and onto its shining white floor.

One of the personnel shoos you off the landing platform before another traveler suddenly appears where you were standing. Moving away from the platform gives you a better view of your location. The room is HUGE. (Or at least you think it’s one room… kind of hard to tell when it’s the size of a small state.) It is also filled with life-forms of every shape and size. You might even spot some alien species that you know. The Crossings is a popular spot after all.

As strange as the place may seem, it's certainly not unpleasant. Shall you explore?]

Re: Alien Attack at the Crossings

[the_effect_she_has]

[All right, first the sky looked like it was eating itself on that desolate place, so Katniss started to move towards what she thought would be safety ...

And found herself in a ...a train station? But a train station filled with the strangest people she'd ever seen. This was body sculpting gone to the grotesque.

Still ... it didn't seem dangerous. Maybe she could finally find a damned weapon. So she started to walk through the crowds, looking for something to use, trying not to stare all around her with slack-jawed wonder.]

[wizard_redfive]

[But Katniss, there's so much to see! Walking holly trees, reptilian humanoids, anamorphous blobs covered in fur... all speaking in different alien languages. You might overheard a few words now and then, but you cannot understand any of them.

There seem to be a line of shops off to one side. It's a fair distance away, but you could probably walk it. Maybe they sell weapons there?]

[the_effect_she_has]

[It really was wondrous... no, focus. Focus. She had to keep going. Had to find a way out of here, or around here, or a weapon of some kind. She couldn't understand any of what they were saying, but she did see the line of shops.]

[She started with a speedy walk over to them, cutting through the crowd as quickly as she could.]

[wizard_redfive]

[By dream logic, you begin walking and suddenly you're there.

The shops include all the types you'd expect to find in a terminal and then some. Clothing stores, restaurants, tech shops, souvenirs, odds and ends (with more odds than ends)... the works. Nothing that really screams "weaponry," but feel free to look around. You never know what you might find.]

[the_effect_she_has]

[Damn. Well, let's check out the electronics store, shall we? Might be a taser or something else. She wandered through - looking through the items there as she tried to find something she could use. Even temporarily.]

[Swords. Bows. She'd be happy with a pocket knife if it meant she wouldn't be forced to fight hand to hand.]

[wizard_redfive]

[If there is a taser, it'll probably be unidentifiable by Earth's standards. Finding it will also be tricky in the midst of all the strange gadgets. Floating metal orbs, blenders that change the color of smoke, and other high-tech answers to your everyday needs are spread about the store. The Capital's citizens would probably have a field day in here.

On one of the back shelves is something that looks like a cross between a glue-gun and an egg beater. That... might be a weapon of sorts, right? You could try asking about it.

Or maybe you'd have better luck in a kitchen-ware store.]

[squartatore]

[the pulsating darkness reminded Sayaka of many things, none which she cares to dwell on at the moment. Unconsciously running the fingers of her right hand over the ring on her left, she leaves, hoping the light marks an exit.

...this is definitely something different. A barrier? The..."people" don't appear to be hostile. Her guard remains up, but she considers the possibility that she may have arrived at a different world where such appearances are commonplace.

She notes how the staff member looks like, and goes off to find another for directions (or an explanation, an explanation would be good)]

[wizard_redfive]

[There are a number of different beings scattered around the terminal wearing similar outfits to that staff personnel. Seems this place employs a variety of species. Other creatures are walking around in silvery green clothing with small blue rods strapped to their sides… the alien equivalent to security guards. Maybe you could ask one of them for directions.

Or you could try the giant silvery-blue centipede typing behind the central desk. It-- he… looks official.]

[squartatore]

[it might be a bad idea to approach somebody carrying a weapon. The centipede...is intimidating, the way oversized bugs are, but seems like a safer choice]

Uh, 'scuse me.

[wizard_redfive]

[Aww... the security wouldn't shoot harmless travelers! It's bad for business.

The centipede looks up from what it was doing with several stalky eyes. It stares at her for a good long moment before speaking in a skritchy irritated voice.]

Yes?

[squartatore]

[must not...be freaked out by that stare...gonna take a breath before speaking again...

okay]

I came from over there. [pointing in the platform's direction (which would work better if it weren't blocked by other travellers milling about)] Where is this place, and how do I get out?

[wizard_redfive]

[Some of his eyes follow the direction where she points. The rest stay fixed on her.]

Oh, you're one of those. [He says crossly, muttering something about non-typical transits clogging up the works. But his grumpy mood won't stop him from answering a customer's questions.] This is the Crossings Hypergate Facility. Do you have your departure data?

The Lone Power

[wizard_redfive]

[You find yourself walking into what looks like a regular office. Behind the desk is a young businessman in a dark three-pieced suit. He is quite handsome with his red-gold hair and clean shaven face. The man glances up from his paperwork towards you before giving a welcoming smile.]

Well now, look who we have here. I wasn’t expecting visitors.

[inafadingcrown]

I was not expecting to visit. [She's on guard. It's never good when unfamiliar people know of you. But she's polite enough.]

[wizard_redfive]

I don't doubt that. That is the nature of this place after all... there are always plenty of surprises.

[His deep voice is warm and pleasant, as though he were talking to an old friend. It gives him an almost irresistible charm -- you might feel as though you could trust him with anything. Uh huh. Absolutely nothing to be suspicious about this.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Ironically, it's exactly that reassuring feeling that unnerves her. It reminds her too readily of Saruman.]

And yet you seem to know of me already.

[wizard_redfive]

[There's a reason for that. The man chuckles lightly.]

Indeed I do. Galadriel, the "Lady of Light." You have quite a reputation if I do say so myself.

[inafadingcrown]

You have me at a disadvantage. Might I ask your name?

[valuedstrength]

I wasn't expecting to visit anyone, sir. [Steve is wary. It isn't the first time someone recognized him. It's a given that may happen considering the movies, comics, or just people showing up from the future. Still this felt different.]

I'm sorry, but have we met?

[wizard_redfive]

Aaah, another unintentional guest. We seem to be having an influx these days...

Not officially. But I'm sure we will soon enough. [They always meet him eventually. Well... not all of them. Some get lucky, but those are rare cases. Not worth his effort.]

[The man look quite friendly despite being a stranger, giving Steve a charming smile. But something does seem slightly off.]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve is the kind of guy to notice that. He can be polite until his suspicions amount to something.] What makes you say that, sir?

[wizard_redfive]

I meet most people eventually. Part of the business, you see.

[valuedstrength]

What business?