Haven't you seen a spindle before?

[paradisamods]

And haven't you seen how dull and dreary the castle seems of late? The white walls seem almost grey and the marble floors have lost their shine. Even the chandeliers seem made of grimy glass. Perhaps that drowsy spell has even the mighty castle in its grasp. What a thought!

But today the sleepers have risen, all of them feeling an indelible call to shuffle and stumble toward the Insolitus. There is something most precious to them hiding behind that named door, and they would do all they can to protect it. Their eyes may be closed shut, their movements hindered by sleep, but they are keenly aware of anyone seeking to harm their most beloved treasure.

Voices of many sleepers, all of them monotonous, speak in unison:

“ You should have let sleeping dogs lie. ”
LINKS: OUTSIDE THE DOOR | TALK TO THE ENEMY | FIGHT THE ENEMY (Keep this to one thread!) | Start your own as you please!

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OUTSIDE THE DOOR

[paradisamods]

The sleepers have convened here, standing in place or lying about the place. Being deep in slumber, they aren't likely to bother those only walking past but anyone moving to enter the door to Insolitus will meet some resistance. There is something very precious to them inside the room and they would give an arm and a leg to keep you from entering.

[dgaf]

[ There are many sleepers more intent than Effy on protecting that door. Or so it seems.

All she does is sit with one shoulder leaning against the wall near the entrance, dark messy hair obscuring much of her face. Any bruises are gone by now, though the bandaged part of her arm might sometimes peek out from the sleeves of her leather jacket. As deep in slumber as she might seem, anyone unfortunate enough to come too close would see her extending one leg all of a sudden to trip them or to swiftly grab them with a deathly grip. ]

[deadlybanker]

[This one had been followed. Not for any special reason, Giovanni had just spotted her sleepwalking her way through the castle and had fallen into step behind her eventually leading him to this odd door. He did not approach right away, preferring for a moment to stand back and survey the scene, but when she took up her position and took no further action he did move nearer to her side.]

What of this place has drawn you here, signora?

[Giovanni surveyed the lady's face, but did not expect an answer. None of the others had been able to speak sensibly.
Shall he see for himself then? The Assassin reached out for the handle of the door.]

[i_rule_me]

[In David's minds eye, he's standing guard over the last bastion of peace in the Qortex Complex, keeping anyone who would invade his mind from getting near his last shred of sanity. In reality, He's standing with his shoulders hunched, eyes closed. Though he's showing no outward signs of the godlike power lurking beneath the surface, anyone who touches him will find their contact repelled with double the force, thanks to Non-Newtonian Annie's Zero-G Nullskin. Good luck getting past him.]

[stainedglassreflections]

[ Sion is sleepwalking pacing.

Still calling out for his friend to show up so he can save him, only now...

Now there's a black sword in his hand. ]

[hasmommyissues]

[Silva is curled up in a ball mumbling to himself. His eyes keep darting left and right ... on the look out for the prison guards.

I wouldn't touch him or go anywhere near him in his current state ... he's liable to attack in quite a frenzied and feral manner.]

[lord_wizard]

[Felix stands in the hallway with his right side pressed up against the wall, looking more like someone on the verge of a slight panic attack than a vigilant warrior. He knows very little, except for the fact that he has to keep watch - for what, exactly, changes from moment to moment. Sometimes it's Malkar. Sometimes it's Keeper. Sometimes it's Robert or Brother Orphelian. Either way, someone he does not want to see again. He doesn't want to hurt anyone again after Isaac, but he simply cannot let them through that door, and thus he's trapped here by the mere thought of being approached. But if he has to, he will.]

Re: OUTSIDE THE DOOR

[defyingfrigidity]

[There's a bit of a chill to the air, courtesy of the platinum-haired young woman currently sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest near the door.

Make no mistake, Elsa is scared of the approaching people - sometimes it's unclear who they are, though. Sometimes she sees the Duke's guards, their crossbows loaded and aimed at her heart. Sometimes it's Hans, looming over her with his sword raised. And sometimes it's just her subjects, the looks of fear and mistrust clear in their eyes.

She's scared, yes. She's terrified that all these people she sees approaching her will take away that thing most precious to her. But she's even more scared of losing control of her powers again. So she doesn't join those pacing and prowling before the door, waiting to defend their important thing. She stays here, with her back against the wall, trying to will away the frost slowly creeping along the floor.]

[rogueofheart]

[Of all the weird obstacles blocking the path to the door, why did one of them have to be so cold? Nepeta pulls her coat tighter around herself as she tries to duck and dodge everyone in her path to get to the door. She has to find out what's going on, the curiosity is unbearable.

The ice on the floor, however, is only making things difficult. She nearly slips, just barely catching herself and finding some semblance of balance. Where is it even coming from?]

[erronthesideoffun]

[Anna, quite frankly, has no idea what is going on. She's trying to find everyone - specifically ELSA - instead of trying to make it to a particular place... and when she stumbles onto the scene her sister is in, she instantly knows what's going on and who is responsible]

... Elsa? Elsa, where are you...?! Whatever's going on, it'll be okay...!

Re: OUTSIDE THE DOOR

[teenagebadboy]

[Aaron had finally given in to the sleep plague. He fought back as much as he could but in the end he was overcome. He sits with his back resting against the wall and his head hanging. His dog Clyde lies next to him. The German Shepard is not affected by the plague but it's very worried over its owner and it has not been able to wake him up. The dog whines.

In Aaron's dream world he's sitting by Jackson's bedside. That's what he guard over and any attempt at getting into the Isolitus will be taken as an attack on his Jackson and he'll fight back. His grade of skill's low and about on the level of a ordinary bar brawl. That said, if he gets the upper hand his sheer ferocity can cause some damage.]

[deductiongeek]

[Conan is curled up against the wall with his hands wrapped around his knees. His breathing is light, and comes in quick pants. Almost as if he was frightened of having even such a small sound be heard.]

[tylendel]

(Tylendel's powers are causing his body to glow. It's almost like he has put a barrier around himself. It shimmers and changes colors, flashing vividly with hues like blood red and fiery orange. He slumbers, but his dreams are not peaceful. Within them, he is at war with an enemy that even a great Mage would have trouble vanquishing.

After all, isn't it difficult to face one's darker self?)

[ex_pissoff757]

[ Approach within his reach and Edward won't hesitate to spring into action and attack, intent on protecting what sits behind him. That door is, to him, his parent's sheep farm. His parents are within while he remains on the outside to keep a vigilant watch.

For what?

Templars.

Who might he think is a templar? Anyone daring to approach him or get to the door at his back. He wobbles where he stands, drunkenly one might assume, his hands at his sides, head hanging as he appears to be in a dead sleep with his eyes closed and on his feet. ]

[ofhope]

[ This one doesn't appear like he might be too imposing. He's tall, but otherwise just appears as a teenager dressed in a nice suit and duster, leaning back against the wall as if he might be waiting for somebody.

But should somebody actually approach him or the door, they will most likely regret it. He might either mistake them for his sister, or even an Exorcist. Joshua will certainly attack any poor 'Exorcists', and they will have super speed and strength to contend with, not to mention his ability to stop time. That, at least, is a last resort. He rarely needs to employ it. ]

TALK TO THE ENEMY

[paradisamods]

You should be safe from the sleepers once you enter the door. The enemy prefers the silence. There was a reason it chose sleep as its weapon. It's sitting cross-legged on the floor, appearing very small compared to the three tall doors surrounding it. Just a little boy with a spindle in its hands, which it taps against its hands in a slow rhythm and a smile.

"Hello. I know who you are."

[ NOTE: This is for talking to the enemy only, threadjack to your heart's content! To fight the enemy, join the thread below this one. ]

[onlyanapple]

[Crowley arches an eyebrow behind his shades, folding his arms and leaning against a wall nonchalantly. Of course, he knows that children are not as harmless as they look, even if he can't remember what Adam exactly looks like any more, he still knows the kid isn't all he appears. The same is likely true with this one.]

Do you now.

Re: TALK TO THE ENEMY

[freeslider]

[Wade made in here through sheer luck and no little part desperation. She's a little roughed up from the effort but there's no turning back now. She needs to know what is happening and what's at the center of it.

A small child is the last thing she expects.]

And...who are you?

[lightbranded]

"Goodness," Will says mildly. "That's quite a thing to claim."

[inafadingcrown]

"Do you?"

The gaze she casts upon this stranger is heavy- the sort that makes people speak of her in soft whispers. Ordinarily, she would never aim this at a child. But it was more than clear that this was no ordinary child.

"It would seem that introductions are only necessary on your part, then."

[toobravehearted]

A child sitting before him is a surprise, but what was he expecting? Only one thing he thinks is certain, and that it's not really a child. For a moment the Doctor watches the spindle as the little boy plays with it.

"Do you, now? I don't believe I've had the pleasure."

[deathscript]

[When Sakurai first sees the boy, he's taken aback, to say the least. It's only because of his sense curiosity that he's gone through the trouble of trying to sneak past the sleepers guarding the door, and he only manages to succeed with a lot of luck and careful timing.

He'd expected them to be guarding some great secret. When he's instead met with a child, he isn't sure how to react.]

Is that so? And who might you be?

[He glances back at the closed door he just came through, nodding in its direction.]

You seem to be quite popular.

[rogueofheart]

[Cat naps are Nepeta's thing, but she's also incredibly stubborn and won't sleep if she doesn't want to. That's what makes the past few days so incredibly draining on her. She's a big sluggish, but she hasn't fallen asleep to the degree that others have, and she hopes that she won't.

There has to be something in this room that explains what's going on. Why else would everyone make it so hard to get into it? Luckily enough, being a small, agile teenager works to her advantage, though she isn't sure the payoff is worth it as she walks into the room and sees... a tiny human?]

You know me?

FIGHT THE ENEMY

[paradisamods]

The sleepers won't find their way in here once you enter to find the enemy: a giggling little boy with a spindle in its hand. It seems so very smug (and so very young, so innocent). The cat that got all the mice in the world.

"You shouldn't have done that. All they did was sleep."

[ NOTE: This is for defeating the enemy. For continuity's sake, please keep to one thread, no tagging order. ]

[secondchances]

[For the first time in a long time, Stephanie shows up to a fight without her cowl. It's strange, but she's sure most others wouldn't even bat an eye at just another person here to end this. At least her examination of her self and her choices and what's led her to this moment is entirely derailed when she realizes this thing is in the form of a little boy.

Crap. It would. But this has to end now.]

Enough of this.

[This is probably a bad idea, but Steph rushes forward to grab him.]