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driftfleet2017-08-27 10:54 pm
tempredmental) wrote in driftfleet2017-08-27 10:54 pm
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Deep Dreams Are Made of These - Open
Who: Keith, Huntress crew, Shiro, open text message
Broadcast: Text
Action: Huntress
When: The night of and morning after the visions/nightmares
[Darkness. Stars. It’s nighttime and the ground trembles. A deep underlying sense of panic permeates everything, tangible in the way your limbs shake and the expressions on people’s faces, though specific features seem to melt away. The darkness turns to red, and the red turns to fire… fire everywhere, uncontrollable and hungry. It burns at your limbs and for a brief second, you see a world-- a planet-- engulfed in a wave of red-orange death.
The background noise is a strange alien wailing, neither male nor female, but it is deep and you find you can almost understand the words. They are strong enough to be word-feelings, which makes them a little hard to concentrate on with the chaos otherwise found in the vision.
<Fire.> <Run.> <Help.>]
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on the huntress
[Keith jumped up in bed with a yell, breathing hard. He didn't have nightmares often, but that sure was one. He rubbed his face. Was that... tears? He looked at his hands for a moment, noticing that they were trembling. Keith hesitated, but then eventually reached for the communicator.
After speaking with Shiro, he made his way out to the common area for a bit. He needed to get out of his room. After the common area, he went to the shuttle bay to beat up the punching bag for a bit.]
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private to Shiro
hey
are you awake
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next morning, after seeing a few posts on the network
so a few people had these nightmare vision things
i think we should compare what we saw
Broadcast: Text
Action: Huntress
When: The night of and morning after the visions/nightmares
[Darkness. Stars. It’s nighttime and the ground trembles. A deep underlying sense of panic permeates everything, tangible in the way your limbs shake and the expressions on people’s faces, though specific features seem to melt away. The darkness turns to red, and the red turns to fire… fire everywhere, uncontrollable and hungry. It burns at your limbs and for a brief second, you see a world-- a planet-- engulfed in a wave of red-orange death.
The background noise is a strange alien wailing, neither male nor female, but it is deep and you find you can almost understand the words. They are strong enough to be word-feelings, which makes them a little hard to concentrate on with the chaos otherwise found in the vision.
<Fire.> <Run.> <Help.>]
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on the huntress
[Keith jumped up in bed with a yell, breathing hard. He didn't have nightmares often, but that sure was one. He rubbed his face. Was that... tears? He looked at his hands for a moment, noticing that they were trembling. Keith hesitated, but then eventually reached for the communicator.
After speaking with Shiro, he made his way out to the common area for a bit. He needed to get out of his room. After the common area, he went to the shuttle bay to beat up the punching bag for a bit.]
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private to Shiro
hey
are you awake
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next morning, after seeing a few posts on the network
so a few people had these nightmare vision things
i think we should compare what we saw
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thats a hell of a switch just because i happen to work a certain way
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I'm just not settling on the 'we were destined to get visions' idea. more convinced that there's just something in the water
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well first this whole place
second calibrations and the glitches with weird panels showing up and strange feelings and the torture of the two hosts
third the fact that the marsiva basically ATE the paisley and has a giant cannon that can shoot father than anyones sensors can read
fourth the interceptor fleet
fifth the fact that we cant get any clear answers and any data that we recovered and saved from mysterious deletion is practically corrupted
i guess i havent been here long enough to think all this is normal
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i hate to rain on your parade but I can explain most of that right now
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then please
feel free
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2) they're a sadistic board of directors with a lot of infighting
done
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which is my goal with using the board
so unless you can explain that too
ill go back to using my board
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Some of us aren't that quick to go, but if your board can do it then I'll build it a shrine
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makes sense then i guess
[It certainly explained a lot, like how he was so easy to accept where they were.]
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Do you need me to write up some kind of summary or report for what my dream was about
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unless you want to write a report
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ok
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From: Cloud Strife
To: Not Conspiracy Theorist
Subject: VISION - POSSIBLY UNRELATED TO OTHER FEVER DREAMS
At first I saw the planet from space, and it was all green and healthy and whatever. It seemed like it was calling me to go there, which I wasn't really down for but apparently I didn't have a choice.
It starts dying, like all the leaves and plants die and the ground dries up and the air turns to this smoggy crap, and the sun set and shadows were grabbing for me and stuff.
In the dream I was screaming and I woke up with a sore throat, so I guess I was probably doing it for real. So, sorry to anybody who rooms next to me reading this. Anyway so the shadows didn't get me, I woke up, the end.
Some words stuck out but not a lot of them. 'Together,' 'Wake,' 'Sick'... At the end I definitely got 'Sister' but that's it.
END REPORT
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Patience yields focus.]
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[If Keith said much more than that, he might end up getting really angry at Cloud. So, he'd just leave it at that.]
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