[open!] Something's closing in and I can't do a thing

[alitaba]

WHO: Futaba and You!
WHERE: in yer dreams, out and about
WHEN: the whole of october
WHAT: catch all for fog awfulness and nightmares for everyone
WARNINGS: general tag for awful. cognitive Wakaba is Not Nice as it is. Top levels will have more warnings \o

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nightmare: murderous octopuses

[alitaba]

[ The first thing you notice is the weightless feeling of the dream. You’re underwater that’s for sure and that’s Futaba in front of you, watching an octopus playing a chief. It let’s out a menacing “HON HON HON” and yep, those definitely butcher knives it’s waving now. So much for whatever they were here for. Futaba’s scrambling around now, not even pausing to grab you and go. ]

We gotta go, move it!

[heroforall]

[This is all seeming very familiar. It's almost a feeling of deja vu as Izuku takes in the kitchen of the sunken ship and the form of the massive octopus chef. What doesn't feel familiar is the octopus clearly trying to kill them with his large butcher knives.]

Y-yeah! [Luckily, Izuku doesn't need much prompting before he's racing after her. As much as one can race while underwater. It's more of a quick paddle really.]

fog: cognitive Wakaba | cw: blames of murder, emotional abuse via cognitive apparitions, etc

[alitaba]

[ There’s an eerie feeling to the fog, the pressure of eyes on your back as you walk.

Futaba’s running late. Stupid with the fog situation at hand, but it never fails that something always goes wrong at the worst possible time. You’d think she’d be more aware that that but between the fog and the nightmares she’s more scattered than usual. It’s hard to focus when things keep popping out of the woodworks. Luckily for her, she’s almost made it home before she hears It.

“FU….TA….BA…..”

It’s a horrific level of grating on the ears and she can feel the blood drain from her face. No. Nonono-

You’ll find her frozen to the spot as this begins to appear from the fog. ]

[burningblossoms]

[Yukiko just happens to be out and about this evening, heading home from class and all when she starts hearing voices in the fog herself. The sound of...well...a familiar name in that eerie voice makes her stop and start actually looking. Until she finds what she's looking for. One younger teen, rooted in place.

...and one strange looking face looming in the fog.

Dropping her hands to Futaba's shoulders, she pulls her back.]

Hey! Don't just stand there! Get behind me!

[crudest]

[Baren had been so focused on escorting Chuuya to work each night that he'd forgotten to check up on others - and he's feeling that regret now as he's on his way back from the Inkwell. He hears the voice calling for Futaba and runs toward it without hesitation, feels his blood run cold when he spots her not even moving -

And it's immediate how he picks her up and runs.

He doesn't ask for permission this time, doesn't think he has to, he just. Runs.]

We gotta go, we gotta go—