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Topher Brink ([personal profile] brink) wrote in [community profile] applesaucedream2014-02-01 02:48 am

Hijacked dream party

Tonight's dream party is, unconventionally enough, not organised by the rift, but by Topher!

Thing is, he was sort of supposed to only pull in a few very specific, targeted people, and all of a sudden, this whole lot comes pouring in. See, he's working with someone with the power of ability amplification, making Topher's dream abilities obscenely powerful for tonight, and he's not quite used to it.

The dreamers will find themselves in an old mansion at nighttime. Lots and lots of rooms; several bedrooms and bathrooms of various sizes, studies, library, sitting rooms, kitchen, dining rooms, games/billiards room, even secret passageways... There's a fire roaring in every grate, everything is warmly lit, with lots of dark corners to sneak off to, comfortable couches, plenty of drinks tables. There's also a pervasive feeling that you're safe, that you can relax. That whispered secrets in the dark will be kept. And everyone will feel much less compelled to judge or mock upon hearing those secrets. A night for confessions. All of a sudden, it's hard to resist opening up...

Of course, the dreamers don't know there's someone listening in, seeing everything that goes on, sometimes even manipulating things to go the way he wants. Certain people with psychic/telepathic/dream abilities may eventually cotton on, though. But it'll take a while. But the secrets you tell in the meantime may not remain secrets for that long. Especially if those secrets are useful to certain other important players in the city, quite apart from the two factions our rifties have become familiar with.

[Mod note: Usual dream party rules apply. All players and characters are welcome, current members or no. Characters will remember or forget all dream events at players' discretion. Bear in mind that any events or information shared in this dream will be available to Topher, and, by extension, probably his bosses, such as Beatrice.]
erratic_hematic: (Default)

[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-02-01 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
"I was down there. More of the same, really." He looks over the back of the bookcase, lifting a hand to poke at where the mechanism is. "Missed these, though. How did you find them?" He smirks, reimagining this place as something more like a house out of Scooby Doo. "Lean against the wrong statue?"
heysoulsister: (excuse you)

[personal profile] heysoulsister 2014-02-01 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
Jodie gives Spike a searching look. She can trust him, right? There's no way he's DPA or CIA. "I didn't find it," she admits. "Aiden did." She shrugs once, awkwardly. "Walls aren't much of an obstacle for him."
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-02-02 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
"What is he, a ghost?" Spike glances around, but if there's anyone there, he can't see them. "I was a ghost once. It definitely has its advantages." Though it's mostly the walking through walls thing. he definitely prefers being corporeal.
heysoulsister: (intrigued)

[personal profile] heysoulsister 2014-02-02 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
Holy shit, what? Jodie blinks at Spike for a few seconds, then stammers out, "Sort of. He's an entity."

There are a few ways Aiden could make himself known, but he's feeling kindly disposed towards the world at large, so he picks one of his less alarming methods. He finds a framed print on the wall with a glass face and cools the air in front of it until the surface frosts over. Then, one slow, precise letter at a time, the word 'HELLO' appears in the frost, as if traced by an invisible finger.
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[personal profile] erratic_hematic 2014-02-02 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
What? being a ghost is totally a thing that happens sometimes.

"Entity, right." He watches, interested, as the letters appear on the frosted pane. "That's pretty good. I could never get the hang of the poltergeist part."
heysoulsister: (smile - tiny and begrudging)

[personal profile] heysoulsister 2014-02-02 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
Aiden totally has the hang of the poltergeist part, as he demonstrates by flickering the lights and opening every drawer in the study's desk at once.

Jodie rubs the back of her neck, embarrassed. "Yeah, Aiden's… pretty good at that part." To Aiden, she adds, I'm not shutting those for you. There's a beat, and then the drawers slide shut, though not without a quiet grumble from the entity.