+ Something Is Coming +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone! (Plus a special guest.)
Where: In their dreams
When: 9/11-9/13
Rating: Let's go with PG-13
Summary: Something is coming...
The Story:

Starting on the night of September 11 and continuing for the following 2 nights, characters will go to sleep as normal. However, they will find that their dreams are unexpectedly vivid. Even characters who don't normally dream will experience this. Even characters who don't normally sleep will experience it.

Many of Wonderland's guests have dealt with events that distorted their dreams before, but this? This is a little different. Because something is coming in those dreams. Something not altogether friendly.

If you'd like your character to encounter this...something, post their dreams to this log.

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[powerofmabel]

Mabel is sitting in a courtroom being presided over by a rainbow judge and a bunch of rainbow jurors. Xyler and Craz are currently interrogating someone on the witness stand.

"But you totally know that all black is, like, totally not righteous, don't you, Goth Mabel?"

'Goth Mabel,' that is a version of Mabel who is wearing all black with dyed purple and black ombre hair, snaps her gum. "I just needed a change, guys. I'm deep now."

Mabel, at the table for the defense, slams her fist and stands up with indignation. "Objection!"

Xyler and Craz exchange looks. The rainbow judge, through some unfathomable feat of fantasy physics, shrugs, "I'll allow it. What is your objection, More Colorful and Thus Superior Mabel?"

Mabel stammers and gesticulates. "Just on principle. I-" She gets a better look at Goth Mabel. "...I really pull off that hair color. Wow."

Goth Mabel finger guns. "Darn right you do."

[manxomnivore]

Goth Mabel lowers her hands and her hair begins to ooze down around her shoulders, longer and longer, heavier and heavier, until it sloughs off her head completely.

The rainbow judge is likewise melting into a sludgy rainbow puddle, but it doesn't seem to care all that much.

[powerofmabel]

Mabel has only one immediate emotion after sheer horror, and that's... Indignation.

She stomps her foot as the sludge pools. "HEY BILL. I'm pretty sure you and Grunkle Ford have an arrangement, so if you wanna have a conversation, just use the darn phone like a normal equilateral nightmare."

[manxomnivore]

The rainbow jurors turn as one toward Mabel.

"Ford?" one asks.

"He has his own problems," another says.

Like the judge, they too begin to melt.

[powerofmabel]

"...You're not Bill." Because she has a pretty good idea of what Bill would do in this scenario and it isn't that, which means this is something else.

Which means she really doesn't want to be in here with a devil she doesn't know. She starts bolting for the door that leads out of the dream courtroom.

[manxomnivore]

Rainbow bars slam down across the door, locking her inside.

"Where are you going?"

That voice doesn't belong to anyone else in the room, for sure.

[powerofmabel]

"Oh crud," she whispers, whirling around. She has no weapons on her, but she learned a few things from the Dreamscape.

"Okay, okay. I need my grappling hook. Grappling hook??" How does lucid dreaming work, again?

[manxomnivore]

Grappling hook it is!

It's made of multi-colored gummi worms, though. Hope that isn't a problem.

Goth Mabel gets up from the witness stand. Just like her hair, more of her seems to be sloughing off.

[powerofmabel]

It's a bit of a problem. Well. Half of a problem. "What am I supposed to do with this? ...Wait." She glances around and takes a bite out of it. The gummy worm grappling hook fills her with determination.

Maybe. The sight of herself in full Goth attire melting is a little stomach turning. "Okay, okay." She takes another bite out of her grappling hook. "You like candy, huh? How about a lasso. Made of licorice. Two can play this game, Bill."

[manxomnivore]

"What makes you so sure it's Bill?" Goth Mabel tosses her a very small licorice whip. It could lasso a Barbie doll, maybe.

[powerofmabel]

And so her means die one by one. She stares dejectedly at the licorice whip and takes another bite out of her gummy worm grappling hook as if it will continue to boost her morale. "'Cause Bill's the only one here who messes with dre-"

Oh.

Oh no.

He's not. Mabel's eyes go wide in sudden realization. "...The Jabberwocky."

[manxomnivore]

Goth Mabel winks and does finger guns at her. Clearly this is all perfectly normal and fine.

[powerofmabel]

Crud. Okay. Stay calm, Mabel. "What are you even doing? Did trying to eat us go so bad for you that now you're eating our dreams?"

She says while eating her own whip dramatically.

[manxomnivore]

"They're delicious." Goth Mabel starts to morph, changing form into something considerably larger and darker. The transition is not pretty, as though she's bubbling below the surface as she expands.

[powerofmabel]

Wow. She's gonna have nightmares about her nightmares after this. She backs up slowly, expression verging on panic. "Look, there's gotta be something you want besides to eat. You can't live your life that way, man! There's day time talk shows dedicated to people who eat to fill the void in their heart and it never works. You just have to find out why there's a void!"

She's stalling right now. "And stop ackin' so cray-cray!"

[manxomnivore]

"There is something else I want."

The Jabberwocky doesn't normally talk in its monstrous form. So rather than change completely, it's sticking with some semblance of goth Mabel. Just enough to be horrifying. It's like it's doing this on purpose.

[powerofmabel]

Yeah, she's not here for it, but she doesn't have much choice to hear it out. "Then what do you want?"

[manxomnivore]

"I want to be invincible."

It's quiet for a minute, like it's going to let her guess what that means, but then it decides to go on.

"I want the sword and shield."

[powerofmabel]

And all hope Mabel had about negotiating with the Jabberwocky flies out the window.

"Well, you can't have 'em."

That'll show it.

[manxomnivore]

"Oh yes, I can!"

The thing that used to be goth Mabel stamps a foot.

"It's just a matter of getting them."

[powerofmabel]

Mabel, because it's easier to be brave when the object of your destruction is stomping its foot in the form of a Goth version of herself, just grins as if victory is assured. "Good luck with that, 'cause there's a bunch of us and only one of you."

[manxomnivore]

"I'm much bigger than all of you, you know."

It could swallow you whole.

[powerofmabel]

"We'll see about that."

This would be so much more effective if she could just walk out dramatically and wasn't wielding a half-eaten gummy worm grappling hook, but she's doing her best.

[manxomnivore]

"We will."

The Jabberwock does finger guns at her again and vanishes.