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Revenance Mods ([personal profile] revenancemods) wrote in [community profile] weirdest_dreams_ever2014-02-11 10:26 am
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Voice Test Post

Just what it says on the box! If you're interested in the game but not sure which character you want to play, or if you're testing out a new one, or if you just want to thread with someone, this is the place to do it. If you want to play your characters as already having Dream Eaters, that's just fine too - that's part of the fun of this game, after all!
defrostingicequeen: (Cold Shock)

Queen Elsa | Frozen

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-12 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a young woman frantically tugging on the gates to Traverse Town. You know, the ones that don't actually open and don't lead anywhere. She didn't really stick around long enough to listen to the Moogles, though, which is why she does not know this. There's a trail of frost leading from where a very unhappy Steven is still hanging out to her, and more of it is spreading from where she stands, starting to creep up the walls.]
sailorgenerous: (Not quite what I had in mind)

but what is a Steven

[personal profile] sailorgenerous 2014-02-12 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[And here's a pony, Pricklemane in tow, coming back from a very successful session of bartering with the Moogles. She pauses when she catches sight of somepony trying to open the useless double doors and calls out to her.]

I'm afraid those don't open.

[It takes Rarity about that long to notice the spreading frost and the young woman's panic. Clearly there is something afoot here. So of course, Rarity walks right into it, coming up next to the woman.]

Are you alright?
defrostingicequeen: (Never Going Back)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-13 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Elsa whirls with a gasp, the ice on the edges spiking up a little, and - that's a talking unicorn. A very small talking unicorn. Oddly enough, this would actually make more sense if it were made out of snow.]

You... [She raises a hand to her temples and takes a breath - it's not important, Elsa, what's important is not freezing this entire city over.] I'm fine. But I can't stay here.
sailorgenerous: (This drama goes to 11)

[personal profile] sailorgenerous 2014-02-13 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
[She noticed that ice spike. This is some sort of magic, then. Well, with Twilight gone, it's up to Rarity to get it figured out and to help this young woman.]

I'm afraid you may not have much of a choice. Nopony's figured out a way out of this dream just yet. It's not so bad, though - Traverse Town is a nice place to be, so long as you avoid the Nightmares.

Now, why don't you come back to the boutique with me? I'll make you a nice cup of tea and we can talk.

[Because if anypony looks like they need a cup of tea and a safe space, it's this young woman.]
defrostingicequeen: (Cold Shock)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-15 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[The unicorn's invited her to tea. The frost's spread may be slowing somewhat simply because Elsa is a little too bewildered to feel properly frightened for a few seconds.]

I don't think you understand. It's not safe for me to be here!

[She gestures sharply at the spreading ice, causing a few small spikes to jolt up, and instantly draws her hand back with a frightened and rather guilty look at Rarity - waiting for a reaction.]
sailorgenerous: (Unicorns are magic of course)

[personal profile] sailorgenerous 2014-02-18 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[Bewildered is how just about everypony has reacted upon meeting her. Rarity can't say she's surprised.]

[Her eyes flicker to the new ice spike, then to the young lady who caused it. She's seen something like this happen in very young unicorns whose magic is just coming in - it happened to her too, way back when. As far as Rarity is concerned, it's a very natural part of having magic and absolutely nothing to worry about.]

The only thing that's not safe here is the Nightmares, and Spike will take care of those if we run into any. Won't you, Spike?

[Spike the Pricklemane squeaks an affirmative, bouncing up and down. You bet he will!]

There, you see? Nothing to worry about.
defrostingicequeen: (Conceal)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-21 06:10 am (UTC)(link)

[There's nightmares too. Marvelous. She gathers her cape up in one hand, looking around as if for an exit.]

I can take care of myself. But thank you...miss. [How does one address a small talking unicorn?]
sailorgenerous: (Unicorns are magic of course)

[personal profile] sailorgenerous 2014-02-21 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
Why, yes. [She gestures to Spike, who stands up straight and puffs up just a bit.] Dream Eaters, a bit like Spike, except with red eyes and not friendly at all.

Miss Rarity, thank you, and I'm certain you can, but there's no reason for you to wander around by yourself when you've only just arrived. Traverse Town can be something of a maze if you're not used to it, after all.

Now, what kind of tea do you prefer, miss...?

[Somepony is not taking no for an answer. Must be Tuesday.]
defrostingicequeen: (Never Going Back)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-21 06:44 am (UTC)(link)

[Not a Queen anymore, really, and she doesn't want to talk about it anyway. Rarity is clearly not going to take no for an answer, and frankly, it's weird. Who wants her around like this? Weird, and frustrating, because she knows it's for the best.]

Miss Rarity, I'm not sure if you've noticed, but I am freezing everything around me. I cannot come over for tea.
sailorgenerous: (This drama goes to 11)

[personal profile] sailorgenerous 2014-02-21 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
Lovely to meet you, Miss Elsa.

[Honestly, Rarity doesn't see why it's such a concern. What she's more worried about is leaving somepony who's obviously new here to the nonexistent mercy of the Nightmares.]

It's probably a magic surge, dear. it happens all the time to unicorns who are getting used to their magic, and it will pass much more quickly if you focus on something else.

Of course, if you don't care for tea, I'm certain Emile wouldn't mind sharing his coffee, or Pinkie Pie may have left some hot chocolate mix in the cupboard.
defrostingicequeen: (Polar Vortex)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-21 07:25 am (UTC)(link) does?

[To hear it described as something common and matter-of-fact...Elsa stares at Rarity for a second, looking as if she's thinking about crying.

But she oughtn't to get her hopes up. Unicorn magic probably isn't really similar to hers - like the trolls couldn't really do anything for her, all those years ago. Instead she looks away, forcing the hope down, and folds her arms uneasily as snow begins to fall around her.]

It's not going to stop, it never does. If I had some gloves -

[She stops up short. Hadn't she just promised herself she'd never wear the gloves again? And now here she is, once again trapped among people she could hurt, reaching for them immediately. But what other choice does she have, if she's stuck here? She can't just freeze everything, and she hasn't got a room to hide in.]
sailorgenerous: (Not quite what I had in mind)

[personal profile] sailorgenerous 2014-02-21 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Rarity recognizes that look - she's seen it on other ponies and worn it more than once herself. There's something else going on here, something she doesn't know about, and it's obviously very upsetting to Elsa. When she speaks again, her tone is softer, a bit more gentle.]

Yes, it does. I don't know any unicorns who haven't had at least one.

[Hers dragged her about a mile outside of Ponyville to a giant rock. She gets the feeling Elsa won't be earning her cutie mark from this, though, especially when her mood seemingly takes a turn for the worse and it starts to snow.]

[Rarity checks the sky briefly, just to make sure there aren't any Windigos about, but the sky is clear aside from the flurries.]

I happen to be a fashion designer. If you need gloves, I can make you a pair, though I do think you could use a distraction as well.
defrostingicequeen: (Pressure)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-24 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Well... [Elsa takes a deep breath, rubbing her hands together as if for warmth. This does absolutely nothing to stop the snow.] ...alright.

[She doesn't sound especially happy about the idea, but going with the unicorn fashion designer to get some new gloves might just be the best short-term solution.

She'll deal with how bizarre this is later.]
statisticallyterrible: (Cubes have nothing to do with this)

[personal profile] statisticallyterrible 2014-02-14 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[There was a snuffling noise as one bright, fuzzy little bat flew down to perch above on the gates. The frost hadn't yet reached that high, but it did strike the komory bat as odd. It squeaked down at her. Hello person where are you going, do you need soup, soup helps with colds it hears.]
defrostingicequeen: (Winter Wonderland)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-15 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[It's a bat. A very brightly colored and oddly friendly bat, but just a bat. So Elsa's not especially worried about it having seen her utter loss of control. She is beginning to realize that these gates aren't going to open for her, though.

Maybe somewhere else? She doesn't want to be in this town at all, but if she can find an isolated corner, she can just...get herself under control. Somehow. And then...and then what?

One thing at a time. Gathering her shimmering ice cape in one hand, she turns to make for the nearest alleyway.]
statisticallyterrible: (Are you still there)

[personal profile] statisticallyterrible 2014-02-15 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[The bat watches after her for a moment, before letting out a low, melodic trill. Heyyyy, where are you going, hey, are you sure you know where the soup is?

It's at this point Chell trots out of the alley, lured by the sound of her spirit. She stops short at the sight of the icy queen, while the bat squeaks its satisfaction. Good, you found my new friend! She might need a coat.

Chell takes in the other woman for a moment, brows raised. She knows that expression: the one of someone who doesn't want to be here, and isn't taking the disappointment well.

Long day, huh?
defrostingicequeen: (Defrost)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-16 07:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Elsa stops short as well, looking as if she isn't sure whether or not to flee. At the words, she opens her mouth. Shuts it. Looks down at the frost beneath her heels. Understatement of the century, miss.]

You might say that.
statisticallyterrible: (Funny when you do the math)

[personal profile] statisticallyterrible 2014-02-20 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chell glances down with Elsa's look, feeling the chill in the air. She always preferred playing down a problem to panic. She stepped further out of the alley, around Elsa.]

Know a good spot, if you want.
defrostingicequeen: (Chill)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-21 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Elsa moves to keep facing her, caution born from long years of not being able to touch. Or be touched.]

I... [It's a little baffling, the woman reacting so calmly to all of this. But she is, and not many people would just offer her a spot to (she presumes) just be alone. Elsa ought to take advantage of it. She puts on the Queen face.] I would appreciate that. Thank you.
statisticallyterrible: (Worst case you'll get tumors)

[personal profile] statisticallyterrible 2014-02-21 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Chell has two technicolor pets and her best friend is a pony. It takes a little extra to shock her. She nods at the oh-so composed request, and turns to lead the way. Still, she glances back to make sure Elsa's following; it doesn't seem like a good idea to let her run off and panic on her own.]

You're hungry?
defrostingicequeen: (Winter Wonderland)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-24 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Elsa is indeed following, though not without many nervous glances up at the surrounding buildings.]

A bit, yes... [There's a faint note of surprise in her tone; she hadn't really thought about that until now.]
statisticallyterrible: (Plus you're an orphan)

[personal profile] statisticallyterrible 2014-02-27 07:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Fishing out a bit of munny, Chell tossed the cash to the bat fluttering between them. Catching it deftly, the perky spirit sped ahead of the pair. Snacks were on the way.

In the meantime, Chell lead Elsa away from the thick of the town, eventually coming to the river that ran through. With a shrug, Chell nodded to the bridge.

Quiet. Nice space to breathe.

[She didn't make a habit of sleeping there these days, but she'd found it made a good place to sort her thoughts, at least.]
defrostingicequeen: (Awkward)

[personal profile] defrostingicequeen 2014-02-28 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Elsa hesitates, drawing back slightly as she sees the water. That's the last thing she needs to do, announcing her presence by freezing the city's entire water supply. Instead she just lays a hand against the bridge's rail with a strained smile - frost begins to creep across the stone, but that's what passes for subtle with her, lately.]

Thank you. You're very kind.
trademark_skull: (Something suspicious)

[personal profile] trademark_skull 2014-02-21 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh...kay.. usually Emizel was good about not getting into other people's business, but even this was a little strange, even for here. As for the frost though, well, ice magic isn't exactly rare. But he's not so sure if he's ever seen it do that before.]


[That sure is a lot of desperation to get those doors open..]

I don't think I've ever seen those open before, you might be wasting your time...