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recolle2018-07-19 07:48 pm
mincingminuet) wrote in recolle2018-07-19 07:48 pm
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[Open] Lonely days are long, Twilight sings along
WHO: Penelope and You
WHERE: Dreamscapes!
WHEN: Throughout July
WHAT: Exploring dreams, both canon and AU. Open with some closed prompts
WARNINGS: Possible violence and language, depending on the dream.
It's late at night, and of course that's when all the strange things truly start to happen. The world shifts in sleep, the familiar giving way to the strange, until you find yourself standing beside someone. A short woman in banana pajamas holding a small doll with a tomato for a head. Penelope, for those that know her, may not cut the most impressive figure but that's who you're stuck with. Tomato and all.
I. Soon my eyes will close.
The place you're standing in is not your own world, but rather a frost-laden mountain pass with a path leading up and up. Footsteps have carved out a muddy trail in the snow, the mark of the passage of thousands. Penelope shivers as she stares up the hill, hugging the doll tight and eliciting a squawk of indignation from it.
"Sorry," she murmurs before turning to whoever's there. "I just have a bad feeling about this.
II. Soon I'll find repose.
Or perhaps it is a familiar place. The Recolle woods in the dead of winter, and you're both standing at the base of a trail that leads deeper into the forest. A darkness seems to hold sway there, the further up you look, the deeper the gloom. Swallowing audibly, Penelope looks at whoever's there, she shakes her head. Determination lines her face, but she sets her jaw.
"Are you ready?"
III. You're always near to me (Closed to Felicia)
This dream is a little different, as it's no dream at all. Penelope and Felicia have both decided to come here, just to see. Pen's outfit is quite a departure from banana-yellow pajamas, and the Tonberry perched on her shoulder is a touch more menacing.
"So...this is the place where I ended up with Ren. I forget what he called it...but isn't this place pretty creepy?"
IV. Wildcard
This is for other prompt ideas, or for you to leave me a dreamscape. I'll match prose or brackets, and if you want to plot and request a different prompt, hit me on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
intercession
WHERE: Dreamscapes!
WHEN: Throughout July
WHAT: Exploring dreams, both canon and AU. Open with some closed prompts
WARNINGS: Possible violence and language, depending on the dream.
It's late at night, and of course that's when all the strange things truly start to happen. The world shifts in sleep, the familiar giving way to the strange, until you find yourself standing beside someone. A short woman in banana pajamas holding a small doll with a tomato for a head. Penelope, for those that know her, may not cut the most impressive figure but that's who you're stuck with. Tomato and all.
I. Soon my eyes will close.
The place you're standing in is not your own world, but rather a frost-laden mountain pass with a path leading up and up. Footsteps have carved out a muddy trail in the snow, the mark of the passage of thousands. Penelope shivers as she stares up the hill, hugging the doll tight and eliciting a squawk of indignation from it.
"Sorry," she murmurs before turning to whoever's there. "I just have a bad feeling about this.
II. Soon I'll find repose.
Or perhaps it is a familiar place. The Recolle woods in the dead of winter, and you're both standing at the base of a trail that leads deeper into the forest. A darkness seems to hold sway there, the further up you look, the deeper the gloom. Swallowing audibly, Penelope looks at whoever's there, she shakes her head. Determination lines her face, but she sets her jaw.
"Are you ready?"
III. You're always near to me (Closed to Felicia)
This dream is a little different, as it's no dream at all. Penelope and Felicia have both decided to come here, just to see. Pen's outfit is quite a departure from banana-yellow pajamas, and the Tonberry perched on her shoulder is a touch more menacing.
"So...this is the place where I ended up with Ren. I forget what he called it...but isn't this place pretty creepy?"
IV. Wildcard
This is for other prompt ideas, or for you to leave me a dreamscape. I'll match prose or brackets, and if you want to plot and request a different prompt, hit me on plurk at