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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: (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.