[open dreamdive] no longer human

[thesettingsun]

WHO: You!
WHERE: Shuji's subconscious.
WHEN: August 18.
WHAT: Dreamdiving!
WARNINGS: Depends on how the dive goes, but a likely one is suicide.

[Maybe you weren't even in line of sight of Shuji. Just about everyone has a reason to be out and about on a Saruday afternoon, and nobody wants their day interrupted by the ground falling out from under them. Maybe you don't even instantly recognize that the library entrance you fall into would be part of Shuji's subconscious and not anybody else's.

This is how things ended up for you today, unfortunately. Might as well take a look around and see if you can't spot the man himself.

Locations are in top-levels added as divers enter them.]

Comments

[thesettingsun]

[Scythes suck as weapons, Shuji agrees 100%.]

I can try, but... [He tries to stand up and then winces from the pain, settling for rising to his knees.] Maybe I'd better not.

[manufactured]

[...Oh boy.]

My apologies, then, for anything unfortunate that results.

[Well. Fortunately for everyone here except maybe the creatures made of ink, Wesker is insane. He does not quite understand fear and he has very vivid memories of fighting some very disgusting things. So here we fucking go. Ink creatures vs crazy man who doesn't know how to use a scythe.

...For the record, he's underhanding it as opposed to trying to bring the blade down on anything. Like the world's most demented grass-cutting, only it's trying to actually kill something - he figures that doing that will at least encourage things away from him? Like, if you swing overhand you're bringing stuff toward you, that sounds like a bad idea.]

[thesettingsun]

[Fortunately for everyone except the creatures made of ink, Shuji's heart has mostly weaker Taints here. They don't go down with just one hit, but it does severely damage them, and definitely encourage them to retreat out of that scythe's reach.

...Except the sheep, which are a bit tankier and thus are going to try to take a bite out of Wesker's arms.]

[manufactured]

[Really. Okay, he is not expecting that and he is going to get rather clipped by those things, that's not pleasant.]

Why do the sheep bite, Shuji-

[Fuck this, he is just going to stop trying to think when it comes to using this thing and just start beating the shit out of things with it, that sounds good.]

[thesettingsun]

Why is writer's block a sheep, how would I know?!

[Stopping thinking seems to work pretty well, and after a few more hits the sheep Taints splatter into ink. Hope you didn't like the clothes you were wearing.

The other Taints have ranged attacks, so they're going to be trying to throw energy balls while Wesker's busy with the close-ranged ones.]

[manufactured]

[...]

This is writer's block?

[Thankfully he doesn't give too much of a damn about his clothes; he's had worse, in both this life and his past life, and if anything the splattering ink will just encourage a more thorough, almost manic beating.

...The energy balls aren't exactly his idea of a good time, trying to stay clear of them is obnoxious and he isn't going to manage to get away from this unscathed, but he doesn't seem to be deterred easily, either; he's going to maim everything here that hopefully isn't Shuji at this rate, he isn't afraid of running up and getting in whatever these things have that pass for a face, because he's changed since that fight in the city in Shuji's memories - he's more confident now, to say nothing of taking the general stance of "I'll stop when I'm dead", and he doesn't seem concerned about the actual dying part happening regardless of how roughed up he gets.]

[thesettingsun]

[The other Taints are less bulky and maimed more easily, with more ink splatters, until it's just Wesker and Shuji left.]

Thank you. Are you okay?

[manufactured]

...I'll be fine.

[...I mean, if his powers don't work neither does his regeneration so this is. Unfortunate but he'll manage.

Just. Let him breathe for a moment.]

If I'm assuming correctly about why things are as they are here, we have a good amount to catch up on.

[thesettingsun]

[With great effort, Shuji manages to actually stand up.]

I did want to catch up with you, but not like this.

[manufactured]

Don't let it concern you too much.

[He'll be keeping an eye on Shuji, though, to make sure he doesn't just keep over on him.]

I see why you dislike your past life. He's...certainly something.

[thesettingsun]

[Does Wesker mind if Shuji leans on his shoulder a little bit, because he's gonna come over and do that.]

He's such an asshole. I'd punch him if I could.

[manufactured]

[He doesn't. Come here, you.]

I would suggest going back to wherever I came here from and doing that, but he's rather annoyed with me.

[thesettingsun]

It’s fine. I’d rather just go home.

[ And after another flash of light, Wesker will find himself back in the real world.]