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𝚐𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚡 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗
WHO: Joel Miller, Gene Hicks, Jai Kinvaio + whoever else ambles by
WHERE: dreams! dreams dreams dreams
WHEN: dreams
WHAT: also dreams
NOTES OR WARNINGS: cws: violence, gore, potentially mentions of child abuse.
notes: There are some open starters and a lot of closed ones, hit me up here or @vitarays on plurk if you'd like a character-specific starter! Or drop me a dream of your own for me to throw someone at! Just specify who you'd like.
starters in the comments;
WHERE: dreams! dreams dreams dreams
WHEN: dreams
WHAT: also dreams
NOTES OR WARNINGS: cws: violence, gore, potentially mentions of child abuse.
notes: There are some open starters and a lot of closed ones, hit me up here or @vitarays on plurk if you'd like a character-specific starter! Or drop me a dream of your own for me to throw someone at! Just specify who you'd like.
starters in the comments;
jai ↪ i will no longer feed the machine (ota)
See? ( the henchman says gruffly, grunting and gesturing to where you sit. ) Told you they weren't hurt.
( the armored figure comes over to you, kneels down. over their shoulder, in a modulated voice that sounds neither male nor female: ) I'll be the judge of that, thanks. ( they turn their attention back around and, more quietly: ) Hey, you all right? I'm here to get you out.
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the stranger kneels, and terry's brows lift at the concern--superhero or just villain with a conscience?--wrists parting so the rope slithers down away from them, falling away. ]
Am I about to be sold on the black market for my organs? Because if so, I'm super not alright, pretty sure I have crazy cholesterol and like.. I smoke like a chimney.
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What about the others?
( they stand as they say it, turning back to face the henchman, who shrugs. )
What about 'em? They're long gone.
( not a good sign. it means there's a transport truck somewhere they'll have to track. they send a quick message to the command center, and then steps forward. )
I'm pretty sure the deal was for everyone. Where's Havoc? I'll deal with him personally.
( it'd be almost too perfectly on-cue if not for the lazy logic of dreams, but havoc steps through a side door. he's a big man, powerfully built. a sense of ... wariness, perhaps, more than fear courses through the dream like the rising crescendo of a song played during a tense moment in film. 'Kestrel!' he says in a loud, booming voice. there's a cruel sort of playfulness in the way he says it. 'You really know how to put a damper on a man making a living, don't you?' havoc strides towards them both, claps his hands to the kestrel's shoulders and then turns his attention to terry. )
Besides, ( he says with a broad grin. ) Kinda thought I'd keep this one.