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Reverted
The city of Recollé...have you looked beyond the city lately? It may be time to do so.

I.

The good news, perhaps, is that everyone is back in their original bodies. The last few weeks may have been trying and embarrassing for several of you, but never fear! You're all in this together.

The nice thing about returning to your original body is that everything else seems to disappear along with the unintentional swapping. Your dreams on the evening of the 16th and the 17th are unoccupied and you're blissfully alone. Hallucinations fade away and the city almost feels brighter and cleaner. The messy paint job from May and June slowly flakes off to reveal a sparkling almost-new landscape below. All buildings, landmarks, flora and fauna are back to their original colors. The sky, however, is still painted a strange wash of colors and symbols.

The other nice thing about returning to your original body is that it's much easier to feel the sudden, sharp pain on your palm at midnight on the 18th, a needling high-pressure pain that lasts for all of 30 seconds. Upon looking at your hand, however, you'll notice something new.

In bright red font there's a new marking that reads: 13 Days:23:59:59.

58. 57. 56...

The timer steadily counts down, each second synced with each beat of your heart. As the days pass by the timer will slowly shift from the red to a dark, ominous purple. The glow of the mark becomes harder to ignore, and there doesn't seem to be a way to remove it. Good luck with that.

II.

The Retrospec app doesn't seem to be much better. The scrambled messages and posting errors seem to have stopped and users are no longer receiving messages and pictures about themselves.

In fact, the app seems to be quiet for a while.

As users continue to use the app they will find that any post, comment or message that they send via the app will be tagged with a different ID. Instead of their name, all messages will be from Alpha##### or Beta#####. The string of numbers will be unique for each user and cannot be changed at any time. Individual mailboxes will be attached to your name, but the Alpha/Beta ID has made its way there, too.

Over the course of the rest of the month, Alphas (those who have had the app for at least a year from August 2017) will find that messages to other Alphas are sent more easily than to Betas (those who have had the app for less than a year from August 2017) and vice versa. Messages to anyone from the opposite "faction" may drop out half-way or appear blank entirely. It might be wise to find a better mode of communication in the meantime.

III.
Even if you're alone in your dreams, you're not alone in the waking world. No one is free from the timer on their palm, though they may come to find that it impacts some users more than others.

Some users will experience a steady pulsating in their hand as the timer counts backwards, each second ticking by. Standing still just long enough will send the pulse out of their hands and through the rest of their body, over their arms and through their feet straight into the ground.

The earth begins to shake under these unlucky users, little quakes and trembles that spread out and seek out anyone else nearby. Whether you know this person or not, whether you're alone or several of you are impacted by this earthquake, the ground beneath you splits open and you're pulled straight down into the crevice, falling aimlessly. Instead of finding your own life flashing before your eyes, you'll find yourself witnessing events, faces, and memories that are important to the user the pulses came from.

On the outside of things, the user will promptly collapse into a coma-like state no matter where they're at. Inside their mind, however, a scene begins to set itself to welcome you as you land. It isn't a memory and it isn't a hallucination. It's a construct of someone else's innerworkings that have trapped you and blocked you in.

As the haze around you dissipates, the puzzle you received earlier this month floats in front of you. Whether you have finished building it or not it is now fully completed and all of the words have faded except for "Gordian Knot."

Your cell phones will not work in these dreamscapes, and even Retrospec seems to be disconnected. It's up to you to venture further into someone else's mind and help them untangle whatever mystery is hidden within themselves.

IV.
So about that timer. As time begins to run out, more and more people begin to experience dream dives and encounter the knots of others that they must fix. Even inside the dreamscape, the timer glows just as brightly as it had out in the real world and it continues counting down.

At least it gives you a sense of time and just how many minutes, hours, or days you've been stuck inside someone's subconscious. You might even realize that the timer is directly tied to just how much time you have to unravel the knots of your friends, loved ones, and strangers.

Easy, right? Take caution, citizens. The monsters and demons lurking in the corners of someone else's psyche can manifest to something quite powerful. You will not wake up and be booted out of someone's dream if you are attacked, but your physical body and mind will shut down and remain unconscious for one week.

Be careful how you approach these knots, however! Should you change any part of them too much, the host will find themselves rejecting this new information. Too great of a change will result in the loss of an important memory to them and no way to recover it inside the dive.

Even with these possible losses divers are responsible for fixing what's gone wrong and relieving the knot wound tightly in the host's mind. Venture forward, explore, and break it apart to awaken then. You will be greatly rewarded for your effort.

Failure to break the knot and save the host from this comatose state will result in all parties suffering a loss. At first it may not be obvious, but over time it will be clear an important memory or item has left your possession.

Is it just limited to dives though? Some users will feel that even with successful diving they don't quite feel like themselves. It seems as though there's some further self-evaluation they must meet in order to fully recover who they are...or were, as it may be.

Tick-tock, Retrospecters. Mind the time.

BONUS.
Ever since he moved in back in February, the lights have always been on in Zee's office and home at the top of the Towers. Office hours are whenever he feels like making them and he's usually reachable by phone, email, or app.

However, beginning on the 18th, messages to his inbox begin to go unanswered. Checking the inbox itself will reveal a change as well.

Delta#02018329 is no longer receiving messages.

On the 19th, the lights go off permanently. Beginning on the 20th, anyone who ventures to his office will find the building empty and locked, no sign of Zee at all. Reaching out to him receives a bounce-back error message.

Any previous correspondences with him will remain, though his name has been replaced with his Delta ID.

It's hard to say what's happened, but after some time, all users will finally receive a message from Delta#68422.

Stop him.

No other messages will be sent or received from this account.

Welcome to

recolle's August event, part 2!

As notated in the plotting post, the dreamdives are now live! Players are in charge of creating their own unique dive experiences for characters to explore and play through. These can be as harmless or as dangerous as you'd like. However, please be sure to let us know here if your character will be failing a dive and what memory/item they will be losing!

For Prompt II, characters IDs will be comprised of the following: The date your character first appeared on Retrospec (so in Zee's case, that was 02/01/18) and the last four digits of your character's IC inbox as found in the HTML (in Zee's case, 8329.) These IDs will be more relevant in September, but for ease of playing/making sure no one ICly overlaps please use these numbers!

Friendly reminder that if your character will be keeping their new AUs, please reply to this comment on the OOC plot post! As per Prompt IV, characters who are failing to recover their original AUs will begin to notice something is off and will not be able to accomplish what is needed to regain their original AUs. What this is is up to you!

As per the plotting post, threading out successful dream dives will earn you a free memory! Qualifying threads must be at least five comments from you and can be from you either hosting a dive or participating in one. Please note that failed dives will not be eligible for freebies.

Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here. Be sure to review the mods' question thread on the plotting post for important information as well!

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[Derek sees the countdown and groans.]

Oh, this is just BLOODY BRILLIANT!

[Derek points his wand at the digital clock. He has no idea if this will work... at all.]

GET BACK!

REDUCTO!

[Derek is hoping the blast from his own spell will knock the bomb away far enough away from them that they will receive less damage. It's a long shot, but he has to try something!

[ Unfortunately, the bomb is so deeply, snugly wedged into the overall design of the rocket that it does not budge at all. Instead, it cracks from the force of the spell. The digital clock stops and goes dead. Instead, it begins sparking and sizzling. James tenses up. Maybe it's a hunch, maybe it's his memories talking, but he has a sick feeling in his stomach that he knows what comes next.

Hastily, he unties the rope from his stomach and lets it fall away. Then, he starts kicking at Derek as hard as he can. Not so much to hurt Derek--that doesn't matter to him at all right now--no, James is just aiming to break his hold on the rocket so that he'll fall off. ]

Go! Get out of here, before it blows!

[Derek realizes what James is trying to do. He grabs onto the back of James shirt.]

NOT WITHOUT YOU! YOU CAN'T GET RID OF ME THAT EASILY!

[The next time James kicks him, Derek's going to yank him along with him.]

Let go, damn it! I have to do this!

[ James struggles to hold on to the rocket--he's not done here yet. Sure, there's a bomb about to explode, but he doesn't know if it's going to be enough to take out the rocket. And at this point, that's the only thing he can afford to care about.

Eventually, Derek wins out and James loses his grip on the rocket. A half-second later, the bomb blows, propelling the both of them further down, although James, having been closer to the blast, is heavily bloodied and maimed. He screams incoherently. A few seconds later, it seems the bomb dislodged something, because now the whole rocket explodes in a massive fireball, raining shrapnel down on them as they continue to fall.

James's screaming subsides as he relaxes, now that he's managed to stop the rocket, and he turns to Derek to speak, grimacing through his injuries. Despite all the chaos and the fact that they're in freefall, somehow it's easy to talk and hear each other's words. ]

You shouldn't have been here.

[ It's a statement more of regret than resentment. James knows this is where he's meant to be, what he had to do...but Derek was just an unfortunate bystander who got dragged into his mess. ]

[Derek feels some of the shrapnel hit him and he too screams out in pain. But it is clear that James got the worst of it. As they continue to fall, Derek responds to James comment.]

As if I'm going to let you do something like this by yourself kid.

[Derek can see out of the corner of his eye that there is a piece of shrapnel lodge in his calf. Yeah, he's not going to look at that anymore. Just keep talking to James.]

So... the veiw's great up here eh?

[And how it's quickly getting closer and we're probably going to die...]

[ He laughs a little. ]

Yeah. I didn't get a chance to look around when this happened for real.

I think we've got about another 20 seconds.

[Derek lets out a soft chuckle.]

Probably. This wasn't how I was expecting to go but... at least it was while I was trying to do something good.

There probably wasn't anything you could do anyway. I'm pretty sure we were doomed the second we jumped onto that thing.

Here's hoping that a 5000 foot drop doesn't hurt so bad in dream land, huh?

I don't know. This is going to be the first time I die in a dream...

Well, good lu--

[ James doesn't get a chance to finish his words, because that's when they crash into the water like rag dolls against concrete. Thankfully, it isn't painful--but the dream does end abruptly on impact.

Congrats, Derek. You have successfully completed this dream dive. As well as this literal dive into dream-water. ]