The Dream Maker smiled kindly at Xyloh when she came in the dining room also. "Still confused about everything that is going on?" Dream Maker tried. She chuckled softly, gesturing for Xyloh to sit with her and Ainsley. "All is forgiven. Please, have a seat. You must be hungry." She interlaced her fingers together, resting her elbows lightly on the table. "This is all simply another world. It is neither Heaven nor Hell. But you can make it be which ever you want. This is the Dream World after all. It can be a good dream, or a bad dream. But that is up to you, Xyloh... Now, what would you two like to have for breakfast?" Ainsley saw Xyloh walk in the room and waved a little to her to say hello. She lost track of what Dream Maker was telling the confused girl what this was all about and stared down at her place-mat. When she was asked what she would like to eat, Ainsley perked up. "Chocolate chip waffles with bacon and strawberries?" Ainsley asked shyly, keeping her voice low. She saw Dream Maker smile at her and nodded to the kitchen. "It shall be served momentarily." "GREETING MY SISTERS AND MY BELOVED GODDESS! LET US DINE ON THE WONDROUS FOOD SET OUT BEFORE US AND SING SONGS OF PRAISE FOR OUR GLORIOUS GODDESS" Ainsley almost jumped out of her chair when the big booming voice of Laurence sounded in the dining room. She almost glared at him, but then stopped. What was that on his head? She wrinkled her nose, finding him really, really odd. The Dream Maker only laughed as Laurence stepped in, obviously pleased with his presence. "And a good morning to you as well. Please, I am not a goddess. Just simply a Dream Maker. Xyloh, he has no affect on you in this world." Ainsley saw her wink at the young girl before Dream Maker turned back to Laurence and gently tugged on his new 'hat' "My, what unusual headwear you have. Would you like anything to eat, my dear?"
//CHANCES GIVEN TO WIGGLZ, SEBAX, AND ~PHOENIX~// Two of you made a song, one of you actually had dinner with the Dream Maker. The Next Day Yesterday was quite a disappointment. Only one child had joined her for dinner. Was she really that horrible? After all she tried to do for them, and it didn't seem to be sitting well with everyone. Perhaps today would be a better day. Breakfast was ready, and the table was set. Once more, everyone was given a chance to either dine with her or alone. She could not force them after all. They were their own human beings after all. Ainsley was one of the first ones up in the Girl's Wing. She was surprised she could fall asleep within a dream, and wondered what this could mean. When she woke up though, she was still in this dreary, dark, but whimsical world. She silently crawled out of bed and put on the slippers that were placed next to her bedside and then moved as quietly as she could passed the other beds. When she glanced outside, she could see that it was lighter than it was when they arrived, but it still seemed like it was night. Like early mornings on the ranch when the sun wasn't up yet. Not waiting for anyone else, she slipped out of the girl's sleeping quarters and shut the door gently behind her. She looked across the hallway to where the boy's rooms were. Kyle would probably be in there. But she didn't want to go look. Trevor would be there too. Shuddering at that thought, Ainsley decided to venture downstairs herself to the dining room. She followed the smell of breakfast until she found a large table with many empty chairs. At the head of the table was Dream Maker... She smiled at Ainsley, grateful that someone had showed up. "Come child, don't be frightened. We can all eat together and be happy." The eleven year old glanced behind her and saw no one else was around. Nodding her head, she walked over to where Dream Maker had gestured for her to sit, right next to her.
✴Day~46{4/4}☁Location~Birdsville, Australia☁ Wednesday, November 6th, 2013✴ Elsie peddled through the early night on her mountain bike, using her headlights as a guide through the dark streets of Birdsville. The old lady kept her at her house nearly all freaking day. Elsie wouldn't have mind it if it was on any other day, but she really needed to let her friends know she was alright. She at least managed to call her mother back in the states in between chores and long talks with the crazy cat lady, but there was one friend she was worried about... Elsie flew past the hotel she was staying at, seeing that there were more cars there and a ton of people filing out. "What in the world? What are they doing in a place like this?" Elsie wondered out loud as she shook her head. She could be asking herself the same thing. The girl could have gone to her hotel room to connect to the laptop, but she was hungry. And the only place that was opened that offered food and free internet was the restaurant and bar. She wasn't too fond of bars, but this would have to do with the current circumstances.Soon, the twenty-one year old hopped off her biked, locked it up good and tight, and scuttled into the dreary atmosphere with her backpack on hand. Quickly, she was given a booth to sit at, already had her order in her head and told the waitress what she wanted. She then whipped her laptop out and plugged her headset in. As soon as it buzzed to life, she could see she was getting a call from no other than- Spoiler: Phone Call with Friend "Nasir! Hey! I'm so sorry man." She barely got her words in before she had an earful from the other end of the line. "What happened? You should've contacted me sooner and not fucking kept me waiting!" Elsie winced and quickly turned down the volume to save her poor eardrums from the wrath of her so called friend. Why was she still friends with this guy? She had no idea herself. "Dude, chill, the towers were out. I couldn't contact you or anyone else for days." She sighed, and then proceeded to draw invisible designs on the table with her finger. "Look, I'm really sorry... Everything okay where you're at? You didn't get a freak storm, did you?" "Nothing freaky here except the shitheads that keep coming to buy... things from me." Elsie rapped the table top and rolled her eyes at that comment. Many times she had told him to get another job or another life, but tonight she wasn't in the mood to lecture. "I still think you should've found some way to contact me sooner," he continued to bitch, "anyone with a brain would be able to find some other way to do it." "I don't know morscode..." The twenty-one year old held back from calling him stupid (because that was just childish. Instead, she giggled a bit. "Still a jerk as ever. I didn't know better, I would think you were worried about me this whole time." She heard a scoff, just as she was expecting. "As if!" the male voice proclaimed. "Awww, you still have a heart after all!" she continued to tease. He didn't pay attention to it long though. "I just need someone to rant to that's not going to lose their shit at the things I say." "Mhm, sure you do. You wouldn't be calling me if you were so worried." The waitress came back and gave Elsie her glass of pink lemonade, and Elsie mouthed a silent thank-you before she took a sip of the cool drink. "So what's been going on your country Nasir my friend? Besides getting freaky weirdos coming around your place... You should really move or something. Or, I dunno, get another 'job'." Elsie casually took another sip, waiting for the response on the other end. She didn't realize how extremely thirsty she was until just now. Cookies and milk could only cover for a few hours. "My job is fine, I make a lot of money from this shit." Nasir was always such a modest chap.'"In fact, I've been doing so well lately that I've been thinkin of using the money I've made to go over to Australia." Elsie snatched a napkin to catch the drink that was about to spew out her mouth from shock. She coughed, swallowing what she had left in her mouth and rubbed her forehead. "Y-you... You what?!" "I was looking at some of the flights earlier, but with these storms it's going to be fucking difficult to get there" The blonde pounded her chest with her fist, trying to clear her airway of all lemony goodness so she could talk clearly. "Well no duh, Sherlock. We just had a freaking freak storm! Besides, it's suicide to go by airplane. Do you know what happened this year? Yeah. Two plane crashes, TWO! And they were freak accidents. Uh-uh, no way man. You're staying put where you are. I'm a big girl. I'm doing just fine in the Downunder Land." "I wasn't going there for you, blondie, I've got some interested clients that are willing to pay big money for the stuff I've got riiiiight here" She heard him tap on something and wanted to cringe."And no amount of demonic voodoo bullshit is going to stop me from getting my hands on that." Elsie wanted to smack herself in the head. This guy... THIS GUY.... The nerve he had. She figured that the drugs probably burned some very important brain cells in his head. It was her turn to scoff. "Yeah, um, good luck finding me if and when you get down here, mate. If you decide to try to look me up while you're here." Her food was then placed beside her laptop and more napkins were given to her, just in case she was going to cough up her drink again. "So, I'm going to pig out now cause I've been busting my butt cleaning up water all day with this crazy cat lady, and I'm starving. Milk and cookies just doesn't do it after a while. You're going to stick around and hear me eat? Or you got more to say?" "If I wanted to hear a fat pig eat, I live two blocks away from a police station, so I think I'll let you go. Catch ya another time, blondie" "Heh, you are the weakest link. Goodbye!" Elsie slammed her laptop lid harder than she wanted to and winced, patting the top of her worshiped object gently. "So sorry, baby. Mommy didn't mean to..." She stroked it a few times before she took off her headset and then slumped against the booth, sighing out heavily. So that little bastard was going to try to come to Australia. Ha. Ha, ha, ha, HA! "Good luck with that," she grumbled as she took a bite of some mash-potatoes and gravy.
`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´Cora was dressed in her blue, one piece swimsuit, her dark goggles placed on top of her turquoise hair, and her black whistle hanging around her neck. She looked at each of her pupils with her hands on her hips, standing tall in the three feet zone. "Now, students, ve float on our backs. Like zoh." She laid herself gracefully on the top of the water, taking in a deep breath. Instantly, she floated on top of the water. "Take in deep breath," here she exaggerated while inhaling and puffed her cheeks out and then let it out, "keep your back straight, and vallah. You float." Cora's toes touched the bottom of the pool and back she stood on her feet. "Zoh, any questions? No? Good. Float." Cora brought the whistle up to her lips and blew hard, signaling her students to begin. Cora's pupils began to flop around in the water, trying to let themselves do as she did. There were little grunts and grumbles as the pupils kept trying over and over again. They were just five years old, all of them very adorable. Some of them haven't even lost their baby fat yet. One kid flailed his arms, splashing water everywhere until he held still and held his breath. He looked like a puffer-fish with his cheeks filled with air. "Teacher! Teacher! I float! I float! I-blublubblub." Down under the water he went, forgetting to keep his back straight. He soon popped out of the water, extending his hands in the air as if he just preformed the most wonderful thing, even though it lasted a few seconds. The Russian swim instructor only tilted her head slightly, looking at her students with wide eyes of curiosity. Seeing one of her students float, only to sink tickled something inside of her. Instantly, the usually serious young woman covered her mouth to muffle a fit of giggles. But alas, she couldn't hold it back. She threw her head back, letting out a loud, heartfelt laugh that almost brought her to tears. "Oh, Billy..." She wiped away the water that was trying to leak out of her eyes with the back of her knuckle, chuckling breathlessly. " Zoh cute. Good try, zon. Good try."`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´ ╔════════════════════════════╗Location★West Port, New ZealandDay★ [2/4]╚════════════════════════════╝
✴Day~46{1/4}☁Location~Birdsville, Australia☁ Wednesday, November 6th, 2013✴ Elsie stepped around the many kittens and cats, going around the old lady's house once more with the mop. "'Scuse me everyone~" Elsie said in a singsong voice, moving around the animals that mewed and pawed at her leg. The lake in Birdsville had pretty much drained out, the cellphone service was back on track, and Elsie was thinking of going back home to Sydney. But she couldn't just leave the locals to the watery mess. She just had to help out. First she helped clean out the historical buildings, and then moved on to help the few people that leaved there.She was helping the the local crazy cat lady with the water that seeped into her house. The old lady came up to Else whilst she was cleaning and had a tray of homemade cookies and a glass of milk. "Please deary, won't you take a break and have a cookie?" Elsie sighed out and stopped what she was doing, rubbing the back of her head and smiled at at the kind citizen. "Thank you," she breathed in relief, taking a moist cookie and a cold glass of milk. She sat on an old couch, sending some kittens and cats springing away from the oncoming butt. The elderly woman sat next to her and patted Elsie's leg. "You are an angel sent from heaven! Thank the Lord!" Elsie coughed and choked on her milk, trying not to laugh. After regaining her composure, she shook her head. "I'm no angel, ma'am. But thank you." The old lady cackled, taking one of the many cats and sat it on her lap. "Oh but you are child, you are." Elsie didn't want to argue and instead stuffed her mouth with a cookie so she wouldn't have to talk. Now that the service on her phone was back in order, and the Wi-Fi at the hotel seemed to be working now, she figured she needed to call a few people before they went crazy with worry...
"Hm?" Charles looked to Xyloh, seeing that the poor girl seemed distraught and scared about everything around her. It was perfectly normal though. The butler knew that these children were not use to a strange place like this. The older they seemed, the harder it was to accept such changes. He could see the younger ones were adapting quite well to everything. Now it was time to cater to the older folks. "It's no problem at all, madam." Charles said with a bow and then straighten, smiling with warmness to Xyloh. "Is there anything I can do to make your stay more comfortable? Tea, ice cream, chocolate, something else entirely?" "Hello everyone!" sudden voices sounded off at the head of the room. It was two girls, each of them looking different from the other, but they seemed close and they were holding hands and both waving to everyone at the same time. "We are Callie." "And Allie." "And we are your maids! Yay!" The two girls even talked simultaneously as if they new exactly what to say. "The mistress has asked us to-" "Invite you all to dinner in five minutes but-" "If you don't-" "Feel hungry-" "She says you may eat up here and rest if you would like." Callie raised her finger and wagged it in the air. "But I would recommend eating with her tomorrow at breakfast." "For the mistress loves company," Allie said. Both girls hummed and nodded in sync. "We hope we can serve you well!" The girls both giggled and grinned at everyone, and then curtsied together. Then they waited to see who would come down for dinner and who would not. Ainsley blinked at the two strange maids, finding it weird how they talked and how they moved as if they were connected somehow together. She fiddled with the sleeves of her shirt, wondering what she should do exactly. She didn't want to disappoint the Dream Maker, but she didn't want to leave anyone else either. She didn't want to be alone in this big place. "Are you hungry?" Ainsley asked Kyle, biting her lower lip. She didn't want to push him to go eat if he didn't want to, but she was the most comfortable with him. If he didn't want to eat, then she wouldn't eat with the Dream Maker either.
✴Day~45{4/4}☁Location~Birdsville, Australia☁ Tuesday, November 5th, 2013✴ After helping the locals with drying some library books with a blow dryer, mopping up a whole bunch of watery mess, and helped to hang up some very soggy and wet clothing, Elsie collapsed on her bed in the Birdsville Hotel and stared at the ceiling. Finally, she was able to have a decent shower and a cooked meal. She didn't realize how much she missed the little things like that till she was stuck in that storm shelter for a few days. The girl turned on her voice recorder, listening to what she had said previously before she shut it off. Elsie set the voice recorder on the nightstand and got under the blankets of the bed. For her hard work, she got the food and the boarding for free. Nuzzling into the pillow, Elsie sighed out in content and drifted off into a deep sleep.
Timeskip, timeskip, timeskip, YAY~
*cringes slightly* B-bravo~ Bravo... *applauds* //MoK, Cat~, Base, Dr wigglz, and ~Phoenix~ EARN ONE CHANCE: You sang a song together~ Good job.
Ainsley was brought to attention once more when she felt someone come up beside her."Hey. You seem, um... tense." It was Kyle, the one who saved her from the wrath of Trevor. The girl put her hands behind her back and looked to the ground. How was she suppose to respond to that? So she just nodded her head, letting Kyle know that indeed she was feeling nervous and tense."You, uh... wanna play some pool? Might be fun."Ainsley wrinkled her nose and looked up at Kyle with a confused look on her face. "How do you... play pool?" she asked in a soft voice. She was thinking of the swimming pool and not the pool table. She never saw a pool table in her life, and thus didn't know the terminology or what in the world Kyle was talking about. She didn't realize she spoke up though, right in front of everyone else if they were listening. She didn't feel scared to talk at the moment, not like she did back at the hospital.
Um, doh... well... nice. But um, I wanted pictures. ;~; *not trying to be too picky* The library is where you can write stuff. You made me choke on my potato. xD That's so cute! //TWILIGHTBLADER EARNED TWO CHANCES: One for making a collage of your favorite things, and another for self portrait. Yay! *claps* Yaaaay~ //CAT~ EARNED TWO CHANCES: One for making a collage of your favorite things, and another for self portrait. Yay!
✴Day~45{3/4}☁Location~Birdsville, Australia☁ Tuesday, November 5th, 2013✴ "Oh... gross..." Elsie threw the wet rug over the clothes line that was hung up inside of Birdsville hotel, getting some dirty water droplets on her face. She heard someone laugh loudly behind her and felt a hand clasp on her shoulder. "Ya sure you don't wanna put some swimmers on, mate? Nice day for a swim I say." Elsie looked at the older man, chuckling nervously. "Nah. I'm good." The man shook her gently in good humor, making Elsie try and not loose her balance on the slippery floor. She had in fact decided to stay put and help the locals clean up after the big rain storm. It was the least she could do after using one of the storm shelters and its supplies to survive. Besides, she wanted to keep that rental jeep of hers. Backpacking in a country she wasn't familiar with didn't seem like the brightest idea either. She knew almost everything out in the Outback would try to kill every foreigner if they weren't careful. "Tea will be ready shortly!" she heard a woman call from the kitchen. "Finally." The older gent winked at Elsie before he made his way to where the voice sounded off. "Sure we can't have a Barbie instead?" The blonde shook her head with a smile, losing track of the conversation as she grabbed a mop and began to try to get the extra water off the floor. The sandbags had held up nicely, but some got in before the wall was set up and thus resulted in a big mess. She heard some homes were flooded in while others were smart and built up their defenses before the storm got worse. She felt sorry for those that were wading in wetness right now. They weren't use to that sort of thing in this dry country.
THE CHANCE TRACKER IS OFFICIALLY OPENED!What does this mean?: It means, in video game talk, YOU JUST GOT YOUR HEALTH BAR! CONGRATULATIONS!Am I going to die now?~: No, that's for later. Muwhahaha!So what do I do?: You earn chances however you can by what I will list here below.How many chances do I have right now?: EVERYONE starts out with THREE. But anyone can earn more any time. For example:1 EXTRA CHANCE GIVEN TO DR.WIGGLZ, HYUGE, CSTAR, TWILIGHTBLADER, BITE THE DUST, SEBAX, MOKSHA, SAXIMA, AND ~PHOENIX~!//Early bird gets the worm! You all posted before the deadline on the first RP Day. THANK YOU and also 1 EXTRA CHANCE GIVEN TO TWILIGHTBLADER//D'aw, you made the Dream Maker flattered you swooner! How can I earn MORE chances?: You greedy little bugger you! I'm kidding. Each room or NPC character interaction can give you one or more Chances. You just have to unlock how many Chances you earned with whatever you did. So this is what I have for now~Can I make some suggestions for earning Chances?: You certainly may! Just ask me first, and don't be offended if I say no. I usually don't, soooo.... General Chances: Make at least TWO New Friends!: Making new friends can be tough, but it might help later on~ You never know! (Have two full character interactions with three other fellow RPers. Both of you must post back and forth at least three times. (EXAMPLE: "Hi." "Hi." "What's your name?" "Bob. What's yours?" "Bill." "Cool.") That's a bad example. Do something better than that, lol. [Can be earned ONE time] Little Helper: You have given me awesome ideas/feedback on how and what I should do with this RP and worked with me. THANK YOU! [Can be Earned UNKNOWN time(s)] Game Room: N/A Music/Art Room: Singing Time~ Sing your favorite song and share it with me or everyone else! Here's some of my selections, you don't have to choose these songs. Choose your own if you like to.(Please do not choose EXPLICIT songs)[Can be earned FOUR times]: And How Does That Make You Feel?: Make a "beautiful" art work of how you feel today (Stick figures are acceptable) [Can be earned THREE times] Self-Portrait Anyone?: Make a self-portrait of yourself! (Stick figures are acceptable)[Can be earned ONE time] Earned by TB, and Cat~ These Are A Few of My Favorite Things~: Make a collage of five or more of your favorite things in your life. [Can be earned ONE time] Earned by TB, and Cat~ Compose/Sing Your Own Song! [Can be earned ONE time] Dining Room: Instagram Time!: Take a picture (or draw one) of a meal you liked today, or your favorite food in general. [Can be earned TWO times] And I Cooked/Baked THIS!: Are you a chef at a home? Or a once in a life time cooker? Show us your skills! You can either take pictures, take a video, or draw what you cooked/baked or would like to cook/bake. (Stick figures are allowed. Microwaved/Box food too) [Can be earned ONE time] Library: STORY TIME: Make a short story with a minimum of three paragraphs based on these random writing prompts. [Can be earned THREE times] "Just then, a mouse wearing a tuxedo stood up and asked that everyone be seated." "The new clothes you just bought at the mall have shape-shifted to rags by the time you returned home." "Make up a creative reason for missing a deadline at work." "You see, the slice of cake was sitting there..." "Write about the letter Q." "Down by the river, it was difficult to see. The fog had rolled in and I was squeezing Bobby's hand in fear. I didn't know if..." Poemy Time: Make a poem with these five words. [Can be earned FOUR times] argue, efficient, bat, fry, second-hand homely, brother, wash, gray, cycle sneeze, ugly, cord, courageous, thundering grab, delicate, perfect, penitent, pale letters, spot, anger, desert, unequaled impossible, spot, discover, discovery, brake Pool Room: N/A Exercise Room: N/A NPC Interactions: Solve the Riddle!: Solve Butler Charles's Riddles! [Can be earned FIVE times] Spoiler: What it looks like now Dr. Wigglz~:✪✪✪✪ Spoiler: What it looks like now Cat~:✪✪✪Hyuge~:✪✪✪✪cstar~:✪✪✪✪TwilightBlader~:✪✪✪✪✪Bite the Dust~:✪✪✪✪Sebax~:✪✪✪✪Moksha~:✪✪✪✪Saxima~:✪✪✪✪~Pheonix~:✪✪✪✪Riku1186:✪✪✪ Oh yeah, and some rules have been added too.
"The attic and the basement are off limits because those rooms belong to the Mistress alone. She does not wish for her privacy to be invaded. It will be best to leave her be and let her come to you."Charles bows slightly and then gestures to a large window. Through that window, a large, lighted courtyard could be seen. "You may go out into the courtyard as well." There was a pond with a little bridge over it and a fountain, a swing set and slides, benches under some trees, and a lovely garden full of different plants and flowers. "Dinner will be served in a few hours, so you are free to do as you wish."CHANCE TRACKER WILL BE UNLOCKED SOON
Ainsley looked down at Samantha who came to stand by her. She hugged herself and sort of looked away from the smaller girl, hoping that maybe she would go away. She didn't like to talk and- "H-hi, my name is Sammy, what's yours?" The girl straightened and looked back at the girl. She was surprised that someone actually introduced themselves to her; it really threw her off guard. She hunched her shoulders and kicked at the ground, trying to find a voice within herself to use. ".... Ai-Ainsley," the eleven year old whispered to Sammy as if it was a secret. THE TOUR Spoiler: Map: Floor One Charles shows you around the mansion, saying that mostly everything is available to them. He shows you the Game Room, the Dining Room, the Chicken Kitchen (though it's off limits when the chef is cooking, and it's all themed after a rooster for some weird reason, the Living Room/Music Room, where the bathrooms are at, where you can change into your swimsuits to go swimming in the pool room, where someone can exercise, and the library. The door within the library is locked. "Please do not open this door," the butler says with a smile. "Also, please stay out of the Servant Quarters. Though we like to please you, we need our privacy as well. Also the basement and the attic are off limits, everything else is open and free to you." He shows you the telephones around the house that could be used to call rooms or any of the servants at any given time He then escorts you to up the main stairs and on the second floor, there is a large space and two doors on the left, and one door on the right (will upload Floor 2 Map soon). He shows you that there's a girl's room and a boy's room. "But if you would like company with each other, there's a spare room behind that third door." He hides a chuckle and then claps his hands together. "You may do whatever you want. If you want to order me around, that's fine to. I am but a butler after all."
"Hey! You could tell us just what the fuck is going on here. I don't buy any of this 'Dream Maker' bullshit." “I wouldn’t bother asking a straight forward question like that, most likely you will be ignored or get a riddle, at least that’s what would happen in a book”◖ ❀ Is there something we're supposed to be doing here, boseul-achi? ◗ Dream Maker straightened, losing her smile for a moment. She looked to Kyle, then to Alicia, and last to Elton. She then smiled halfheartedly and tilted her head. "My, my... Such language, such distrust, such disrespect. You should already know me. After all, you all had dreams once, hadn't you? Even when you were just a new soul born into the world, you had dreams. You have seen me before in many shapes and forms." She stood to her feet, bowing lowly to the group of children before her. "My servants here are to help you feel comfortable. I, Dream Maker, am here to help you feel more comfortable and at ease..." With a wave of her hand, golden butterflies appeared out of the shadows and flitted around the children. Flowers of every shape and form began to grown on the ground under their feet. For Kyle, Dream Maker waved her hand and appeared his headset and music device. For Elton, various pens of shape, brand, size, and color appeared and hovered in the air in front of him. For Alicia, her favorite novel appeared before her. For Laurence, a pair of fancy, frilly pink underwear poofed into his hands. "More awaits for you inside, my children." Dream Maker stood up straight again, raising her hands to the sky. Fireflies appeared with the butterflies and flew around ever so happily. "If you so choose to stay out here, go ahead. But I wouldn't if I were you. Though this is a dream realm, the wolves of the night still prowl around in these woods." As if on cue, a wolf howl echoed through the ticket of trees to the little children. "My butler, Charles, will give you a tour of the place." She turned her back on the children and began to walk away with the other servants. "Have fun now~. I will see you soon." On top of the threat of being eaten by wolves, rain clouds seemed to have appeared and thunder rumbled in the distance. A light sprinkle began to fall on the group of children. Charles stepped forward and bowed lowly to the children as the rain fell down. "If you would be so kind to follow me, I will show you around." Ainsley looked around at the others, seeing what they would do next. She saw that a lot of the older kids were very mistrusting (except for Laurence), and even went out of their way to swear at her (though she had no idea what Elton called her, but she figured it wasn't very nice). She looked around the dark, and dreary place. The moon was covered by the rain clouds, and once more she heard the wolves howling. She hunched her shoulders in fear, looking at the others before looking to Charles. She didn't trust anyone really in the group, save only a few. However... Suddenly, Ainsley broke from the group and ran up to Charles, clutching his arm as pressed her cheek against it.The butler stiffened, for he was not expecting one of the children to hug him this way. He then relaxed and stood straight, ruffling Ainsley's hair gently. "There, there little one. There's nothing to be frightened of." Charles nodded to the others, and then began to move to the house. "As the mistress said, it's your choice to stay out here if you wish. But I believe you will be safer inside the house..." Ainsley didn't bother to look back at the others. She could hear Elton's words still tumbling in her head, but she could not help it. If this was the dream world, and if dreams came true, then maybe this place wouldn't be so bad after all. She surely did not want to dream about wolves eating her outside of a scary looking house during a rainstorm. And with that, the rain began to fall harder and became colder.
✴Day~44 {5/5}☁Location~Birdsville, Australia☁ Saturday, November 4th, 2013✴ Elsie double checked to make sure all of her things were packed and ready to go. She salvaged as much as she could from her rented Jeep, and packed some of the storm shelter's inventory away in her large hiking/camping backpack. God wasn't going to answer her prayers, she had decided. He wasn't going to hear her now. She had to do things herself. Before, she tested the canoe on the water to make sure it wouldn't sink with the load she had. It was pretty sturdy and strong. Elsie was planning to canoe as far as she could go and then when she got as far as she could go, she would just backpack the rest of the way. Where would she go? The blonde wasn't exactly sure. She just wanted to get closer to a large population as soon as she could. Then she would figure out what to do from there. Elsie didn't know what to expect from her choice, but she was an adventurer. She would embrace anything that came her way. After closing the storm door, and securely latching it, Elsie snuggled up in her little cot and pulled the blankets close to her. Tomorrow and the next few days were going to be hard and treacherous maybe. With that thought in mind, Elsie fell into a restless sleep.
Oops, need to add you guys in. My bad. :'D Nope! Never too late to join. ;3 Just post waking up in the Dream World with the others. Thank you for joining! You're added~ Gonna probably fix up the Chance Tracker so I can keep track of who earns kudos and who doesn't~
Dream Maker could only giggle at first, and then she let out a laugh. The butler tried to move forward to intervene, but Dream Maker waved her hand at him to stay back. "Oh my! Aren't you quite the charmer. Goddess, I've never been called that before. How flattering, thank you Laurence." This was an interesting crowd indeed. Dream Maker ended up taking Laurence by his hand and then bent her head, touching her lips to the back of his hand to kiss it. "Thank you for gracing my world with light and love. Stand Laurence. There is no need to bow to me. Though maybe a song or two for later would be lovely to hear." She helped the young man up to his feet before she moved over to Samantha. Crouching down to the child's level, Dream Maker smiled kindly at her. "Would you and Mr. Bear like to join me for tea later? I would love to have your company as well Samantha..."
Although it was tempting to leave Laurence the way he was just for the sake of humor in this story, the doctor shook her head and moved over to help the lad back onto his bed. She tucked the boy in, stroked his hair in a motherly like way, then moved away from him. "Sleep well, everyone," she said under her breath. She watched as the nurses began to hook everyone up to their own heart monitors, IVs, and other things that were needed for those who were just induced in a coma like state. She let out a breath of air and tucked a loose strain behind her ears as she gazed at the sleeping forms. "And good luck..." Part OneDay 2It doesn't take you long to fall asleep after all. Some of the nurses and doctors told you that you probably wouldn't dream, but something seems to be happening... You hear this strange voice singing some sort of poem, something about beckoning children to come to a land of enchantment. Suddenly, you have the ability to open your eyes. Is it done? Is the experiment over? Apparently not, you might think to yourself as you look around you. It's night, it's somewhat dark, but there's a full moon out that's shining brightly. Everyone that you saw with you in the big room with all the hospital beds earlier are here with you to. Is this some kind of joke? You were told you would probably not dream. Yet here you are, in some sort of dream, with the people you know, hate, or love. You may feel something different about you. All your fears probably have quieted, your rage is at peace within you, and most of all you can think very clearly. There is a thick wall of trees behind you that shapes into a semi-circle. They look impossible to go through. Up ahead, you see a strange looking house, and a beautiful elegant woman. Behind the woman are people dressed very nicely, but not as nicely as the woman before you. The woman smiles warmly, opening her arms to you and everyone else. "Welcome, children. Welcome to my realm of dreams." The woman's voice is calm,and even soothing. Most of you probably can't help but to be drawn to it. The woman lowers her arms, still smiling at you. "I am Dream Maker, mistress of all dreams. What ever you wish for shall be granted... Most of the time." She then gestured to the small group behind her. "These are my servants; my butler, my two maids, my three gardeners, and my cook. They are all at your disposal. And this is my mansion." She motioned to the strange looking house you saw earlier. "It looks more pleasant on the inside, trust me." She clasped her hands in front of her. "I hope you will all love it here very much so... Is there anything I can do for you before my butler gives you a tour of the place? Anything at all." Should you ask for your deepest desire? Dream Maker said that not all your wishes will come true though. What does that mean exactly? Should you ask her what the hell this is all about? Or go along with it? Make your own choice.
