[Event!]

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Dream bubbles
When: 9/15-9/16
Rating: PG
Summary: Everyone is stuck with their memories. And some other people.
The Story:
This log's pretty straightforward. There is one thread per group for the first day or two of the event, before people are able to leave their initial dream bubble groupings. ♥ If you have any questions, grab a mod on AIM.

EDIT: The mods have decided to let everyone continue with phase two of the event in this one log, since there's overlap between being stuck in the bubbles and moving between them.

So if you're posting to a group thread that isn't your initial group, just your thread with what day of the event it takes place on so people will know it's not from the first day or so.

Comments

[not_a_hero]

Sherlock chuckled lightly. If ever there was something to break the tension of his roof, it was the pink pony.

He forced a smile as he hopped back down to the roof, walking towards her. "London is always grey. I rather like it this way. How is it you came to be here?"

There was no point in telling the childlike girl that this was the place where he came to 'die'.

[insidethechimney]

Definitely no point - especially since at first he'd be fighting through her still firm belief that he was undead. Could the undead die? In his case, as far as she's aware, only though gorging on garlic bread. And this is no pizzeria.

"Really?" She can't help not being entirely at ease surrounded by all these sharp lines and dull shades, not to mention the weird noises. "I just left the library to get some soda and Ponyville left me somewhere along the way."

She trotted around the roof, getting a better view of this London and musing on how even human place names were weird.

[not_a_hero]

"Ponyville?" Sherlock's brow raised with that as he shoves his hands in his coat pockets and followed. "Rainbows and blue skies and fluffy white clouds is it?"

[insidethechimney]

"And a bakery that looks like a gingerbread house topped with a cupcake." She span around. "Hey, maybe I can take you there! Can vampires eat cakes? I get an employee slash practically family discount!"

[not_a_hero]

Sherlock will never correct the vampire assumption. Never. He just flips the collar up on his coat instead.

"I can eat cakes though I'm not certain those made for horses are really edible by human standards. Or a vampires. Unless you'd like to prove me wrong."