Breach!

[voidtreckermods]

Day twenty of the month of Domino starts as a perfectly normal day on the Voidtrecker express. Passengers work on chores, or play games, bicker and read. The usual ways of relieving the slight tedium that come with being stuck on a train. Even a train that is hurtling through the void.

It is about mid morning when the whole train tilts, suddenly as if it has been hit. It is enough to knock passengers over if they don’t catch themselves quick enough. For those in the games car there is a loud bang as something hits the window. A small black object is stuck in the window for a moment before it dislodges and disappears as quickly as it appears.

The window doesn’t smash but cracks appear around the impact site. Almost immediately sirens begin going off. "Breach. Breach. Warning. Breach."

Hopefully passengers will remember what they are to do in the event of such an incident. For anyone in the kitchen they will see that the oven, water and other appliances switch off. Doors begin closing around the train, in an attempt to seal carriages.

Those in the games carriage won’t see much of that, they will barely have time to register what has happened before they feel dizzy and sleepy, falling to the ground where they are. This spreads throughout the train, the further away a passenger is from the games car the longer they will have before they succumb but within fifteen minutes everyone on the train will be sleeping. Even including those who usually do not sleep or even those who cannot sleep.

Because this is no ordinary sleep.

For some passengers they will sleep the whole day and night, solidly and dreamlessly. But for others, for most, their sleep is anything but peaceful.

They will dream, strange, wonderful or terrible dreams and walk those dreams with their fellow passengers. Tumbling from one to another with no sense of where one ends and the other begins they will dream the whole day and night, though it will likely feel much longer and perhaps much shorter.

Their dreams may come from themselves, they may come from their fellow passengers and there are a few dreams that all may find themselves dreaming.

Infestation

The train is filled with dralite. They are everywhere, in every carriage. Flying through doors, in your bed. This dream takes the form of a stress dream, every time you think you have emptied a space of dralite there are more.

They aren’t aggressive creatures, just annoying and the ever shifting dream means that every time you remove one from hugging your head another appears. The train shifts and warps, carriages muddling as you move through it trying to contain all of the creatures.

A Distant Light

It is a dark night, though there are stars in the sky. In the distance there is a bonfire lighting up the area. Around it there are figures, they are too far away to make out any features but in the flickering light you can see they wear hoodies in the colours you know well by now.

There is the sound of singing and laughter and you want to approach. But no matter how long you walk the fire is always in the distance, never getting closer. You feel a great longing to be at the fire, but it is out of reach.

Flying

Flying is such a universal dream and so it is not surprising many of your dreams will incorporate this. You fly, over mountain, across rivers and seas, through forests and through the debths of space itself.

But most often you fly through the void, the ever shifting void around you, diving through colours that swirl and dance around you.

Dream well Void warriors!

(OOC: The plotting and information post is here. Characters will wake up on day 21 and there will be an ooc mod post detailing that on the 10th February.)

Comments

Re: Fair enough. Just... so much vague on him. I'd like to at least know his kid's name... >.<

[bluetailedhawk]

It was a dream, so no one seemed to question the invisible seat. Most of the animals were angry, snarling and growling and trying to break free of the confines, while the humans had seemed to just... stop moving. Like they'd suddenly transformed into mannequins. <We have to reach the Visser,> the tiger is speaking again. <If we can kill him, we stand a chance at taking back the earth and turning the tide in the war. It doesn't matter how much it costs, because they'll take everything if they get the chance.>

[sell_tickets]

< There is no law against murder. However I for one prefer to understand the justification. >

[bluetailedhawk]

That got him a whole host of confused faces. Everyone else in the dream, just looking at him like he's crazy.

<First of all,> the gorilla says, <Murder is totally illegal. But this is war, not murder. Second of all, we told you...>

The tiger flicks its tail and cuts the gorilla off. <If you want the long version, fine. All those humans? They have slugs in their brains. Parasites, controlling their every movement. They're awake in there, watching and feeling everything their bodies do. Watching the slugs, the Yeerks, as they take more and more human hosts. We only kill who we have to, when we have to. Beyond that door,> he tosses his head in the direction of the other end of the carriage. <Is their leader. If we can stop him, we can stop them all.>

But before they can even consider asking for the fighting to resume, the humans vanish, the lights flicker and go dim. And from the doorway, an Andalite emerges. <Time to die, Animorphs> Visser One's voice is booming, echoing in their heads like a migraine threatening to start. And then he starts changing, morphing, but not in the normal way, not going from one form to another in a grotesque show of body horror. No, he just sort of expands, turning into a black, inky blob. A void, far more ominous than the one outside the windows.

[sell_tickets]

He listened, formulating plans. But then the humans vanished, and this new person arrived and... started doing whatever. He shook his head lightly. < We are trying to have a conversation here, if you don't mind, > he said pleasantly to the Visser. < Why don't you join us? > Around his expanding form he plopped up another round spherical shield going deep below the ground and a good ten feet away from him on sides and on top. < And where I come from, murder is, in fact, not illegal. Oh, you have to answer to the Queen for it, but it is oft times expected. Sad, but expected. >

[bluetailedhawk]

<Good for you,> the gorilla replies, and the animals seem to collectively dismiss him, instead turning their full attention to whatever it is the Visser is becoming. The tiger lets out a long, loud roar, almost as deafening as the Visser's voice had been.

The lights flicker and go out, and what looks like murky water forms beneath the blob that is the Visser, filled with swimming slugs as the Visser laughs, as if he thinks he's already won.

[sell_tickets]

And Khary extends the shields. His brothers in the court would have lost their patience by now. But then again they might have just come out swinging to begin with. Khary chose to wait until everyone else was so exhausted they entertained the idea of talking instead of futilely trying to break his shields. He could play the waiting game. None of them wore a Jewel at all, it seemed.

The slugs bothered him though so he surrounded them with their own shield keeping them contained. White, to not take much energy, because they were, after all, slugs.