I used to wonder what friendship could be...

[paradisamods]

[You find a book on a pedestal in the center of the lobby. It seems to have appeared out of nowhere, a subtle light shining down upon it as if begging to be opened.

Inside, pictures of a far off place can be found. It may seen familiar to some, and intriguing to others. Most importantly, written in big, bold letters are the words

"Once upon a time in the magical land of Equestria..."

What do you do?]


(OOC: THE BOOK | THE PORTAL | THE LAND | PLOT INFO!

If your character reads the words, they will be pulled into the world of Equestria, and take on the form of a pony. Use this post to react to the book, grab some friends, and brace yourself for a non-stop trip to Ponyville!)

(no subject)

[heloise]

( Cesare )

[004] all these blessings, all these burns;

[commandsthewind]

[Elizabeth not talking about the nightmares, most of that happened over fifteen years ago, and her pride refuses to even pretend it still follows her about. But she's equally as annoyed about the missing alcohol, and her candles.]

Blast damn thieves.

What in this dear world do you all drink that doesn't give you plague or sickness? And how do you light your rooms with no candles?

[She's grumbling because she can and because it's safe to grumble about. That and she's genuinely has no idea what's safe and what isn't, not without a food taster at least. Apart from that, she's in her rooms and keeping to herself, her head is hurting again, far past that, even just the slightest breeze seems to make the skin sting. So she's kept her white bandages around her head with putting her wig on, knowing she had to do something about it soon.]

( Lucrezia )

( Galadriel )

( Arya Stark )

( Katniss )

Dictated/Action

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss has been silent for a good six days from the time of nightmares. Curled up in a corner of her room, her journal closed and her eyes shut tight, she had been trying to drag herself back from the edge of insanity, from the edge of bad dreams. She slept, poorly, and ate what little she had in her room, but nothing more. All she could see was a series of deaths - hers and others - going forward in a bloody string...

And every time it started again, she would start the mantra.

I am Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. I have only fought in two Hunger Games. Peeta is not dead. Gale is not dead. Rue is not dead. Cinna is not dead... through all her friends and those she met only once, again and again, before she would whisper, I am not dead. I am not dead.

Her voice was hoarse, by the sixth day, because sometimes she had screamed it.]

[On the sixth day though, she turned on her radio and leaned her head against the cool stone of the wall, listening to music. She stretched out her legs, her arms, and sighed softly as she sang.]

[And as she did, the journal flipped open.]

Some nights I stay in cashing in my bad luck,
Some nights I call it a draw,
Some nights, I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights, I wish they'd just fall off

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for oh
What do I stand for? What do I stand for?
Most nights, I don't know anymore...
oh woah, oh woah, oh woah oh oh...

[She trailed off, and rubbed a hand over her face, before she breathed in deeply and pushed herself to her feet unsteadily.]

Time to be real again, Everdeen.

19 - Bandido - backdated to evening 10th - Dictated / Action in clinic

[radiantwingedone]

[ It sounds like the journal dropped open as someone moved a bed, followed by someone settling next to it, and the crooning of a pokemon.

After a moment, Duke speaks up. ]

.... Fairly sure late... [ He's got that hoarse voice of someone who not only was asleep for a while, but had recently gotten rid of anything that had been in their stomach for the last week. ]

However... have any else spent time that marked a year here.... in the clinic? [ Totally not mentioning the nightmares. He's going to pretend those nightmares never existed. ]

.... cannot have been only one...

[ Action for Clinic ]

[ And Duke is going to stay wedged in a corner made from one of the beds and the wall, if anyone wants to bother him in the clinic. He's not planning on leaving for a little while.

This is how he plans on dealing with his nightmare. ]

Tadchaen-a-Leben; backdated to October 10-ish

[inafadingcrown]

( To those who found themselves in her nightmare )

( To those who saw the One Ring in her nightmare )

( Room filter )

[OOC: Still in the process of threading out nightmare plot stuff, so if you would like to assume that your character saw the part of the nightmare dealing with the Ring, I'm fine with that. We can either handwave it or I can bend the ongoing thread that way.]

sen

[draca]

( backdated to the 13th )

[ Sleep does not come easy to her, especially after the events of the last few days. She fears closing her eyes for more than a moment, the images still burned brightly into the back of her eye lids. The soft tune of an unfamiliar song still echoes in the silence.

With all three dragons curled up with her on her furs Daenerys opens the journal hesitantly, reaching for a quill to pen some filters: ]

( Lady Catelyn Stark )

( Ser Neal Caffery )

( Any who bore witness to her nightmare )

[ Some time after the filters, around mid-day Daenerys can be found seated in the courtyard of the castle, what looks as the beginning of some sort of clothing sitting in her lap. Drogon flies close by, weaving through the hair more than happy to stretch his wings. He chases after his brother Rhaegal, who also flies through the air, while Viserion rests beside Daenerys, curled up against her thigh.

She is deep in thought, or concentrating rather hard on the pieces of leather in her hands. Wonder what she is trying to make. ]

☇nine.

[20thcentury]

[Filtered away from the First Gens and their allies.]

[This is backdated to earlier in the day, neat! Jenny's somewhat casually dictating into the journal, idly doodling spiral shapes in the margin as it transcribes her words.]

So, for anyone wondering who we've got to blame for the nap you lot took earlier in the week, I've got a clue for you. A clue which happens to be holed up in the basement of the town's inn, if anyone would like some answers.

I couldn't really get any, despite me best efforts, but you're welcome to try yourselves if you'd like.

( Vanessa VanCleef )

( Others who were awake during the nightmare plot )