[DecafBunny]

Who win this kalon, tell me what they’re dreaming about in 200 words or More! You can add on one extra and you may pretty up your form. This’ll end on the 5th.



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[Falco]

Username: Island Rat
Name: Mel
Gender: Female
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Mel woke up in a dark room. Noting but darkness, and white scribbles. She opened her mouth in am attempt to speak, but noting was coming out. She was mute. All she would hear was her breath, which echoed in the cold and dark room. Mel pinched herself, juss to make sure. “Ahh stupid dreams” she thought. Somehow, her thoughts still echoed in the room. She was lucid dreaming. She put herself in the mind space to wake up. She woke up again, this time in her room. She sat up to see that it was very bright outside. Weird... Mel got up and went downstairs. No one was there... what day was it? Where is everyone? All of a sudden, there a knock at the door. She approached the door, to see her old friend outside. “What? Why is she here?” She whispered. Mel opened the door. Her old friend came in, and it was a blur after that. “No.. this Can’t be real.... it feels off..” once again, she pinched herself. Mel attempted to wake herself up again. “Ugh, where am I now??” She was in a forest, but could see a beach through the trees. She walked up the hill. The dirt was moist, and the sky was foggy. She kept waking, but she wasn’t sure where she was. She stopped in her tracks, to see a seliot of a deer. “Hello..?” She said quietly. Approaching the deer, she got that feeling again. Just as she was muzzle to muzzle with the deer, she ran back down the hill. She sat down, and rested her head on a rock. Mel knew what was goin on. She got in the habit, and pinched herself... again. She sprung up in another room. It looked... familiar. But when was she here? Mel got up. She realized she was laying on a puddle. She stroked her fur, only to not feel anything on her. Mel was fed up with this. Why couldn’t she wake up? She knew she was in an endless cycle of dreams. She gave up on trying. Time after time, she would wake up on the real world. She started to cry. She thought it was the end. Was she in a coma? Why was it like this? What did she do? Just then, a fugue came out of no where and startled her. She closed her eyes, and woke up again. This time... she was back! On her bed, In her room, and safe! She decided to ping her Ann once again just to be sure. “Ow” yep, she was back. she looked at her arm.. “ummm” she thought. There where tons of scratches and claw marks all over her arm.. the same arm she was pinching in her dreams. Scarred, Mel got out of bed to drink some water.

This is actually inspired by something that happens to me, but I twisted the dreams a bit. And yes, I woke up with nail marks all over my arm. I guess o was pinching myself in my sleep...?
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[Mozzy.]

username | Mozzy. // name | Nephele // meaning | Goddess of the clouds // gender | Female

I dreamed a dream in times gone by...
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[LokisTrick]

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Raindrops on Roses and Whiskers on kittens

[Brackensnake]

Username: Brackensnake
Name: Tripz
Gender: Male
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Scene setting:
The dream plane; A word filled with psychedelic colours and various different bubbles containing old and distant memories along with the deepest and darkest fantasies and thoughts. Tripz is floating along on a large squishy bubble an unspeakable horror is towering over him.

"Tripz welcome to your greatest horror!"
The demon laughed. Tripz groaned and rolled his eyes. His steely glare fixed on the demon and he coldly said while slapping a script "You WERE supposed to say "Tripz welcome to your greatest nightmare""
The demon cleared his throat and said "I wanted to give it my own lil razzle dazzle."
Tripz snapped backed "I can't remember where I asked for your opinion!"
"Well why do you always get to decide? I am your greatest-" He paused and sighed "Nightmare"
"This is my dream, what I says goes"
"You are an absolute pain you know that right?"
"And you are a mere fragment of my imagination"


Change Scene!:
Tripz and the demon are now cruising along in a speedboat the precious dream bubbles are sitting in the back. Larry has appeared in the backseat for no reason. The police are in hot pursuit.

Tripz driving the speedboat cool as could be turned around to greet larry. "Hello Larry"
The demon was freaking out "TRIPZ PAY ATTENTION I CAN NOT GO TO JAIL!"
Larry reached over and gently put his hand on the demon "Calm down dear, Tripz knows what he is doing."
The demon weakly smiled "Your right, you are always right."
"Anyway! Before you so rudely interrupted Larry was telling me about what he had for breakfast."
Larry began to describe in immense detail his breakfast, the demon and Tripz listened and were hanging on to his every word. Suddenly the police caught up to them. The demon squealed and screamed at the top of his lungs "BOOK IT!" Trips cranked up the engine and the boat suddenly broke the sound barrier.

Change scene!
Tripz and the Demon are cruising at a reasonable speed through the dream plane. Larry appears to have vanished and the police are nowhere in sight. Tripz and the demon have picked up their argument again.

"You know my mother always said you get what you pay for, so it figure this is what I would get for $10"
The Demon was greatly insulted "I graduated from the first ranked school in the arts. Who are you to critique my technique and method."
Tripz gave him a side eye "I follow the theatre, if this is what the best school produces I'd hate to see the worst."
"So you are a fan of the theatre and that gives you the right to judge me? You are one of the rudest people I hav ever met you know that?"
Tripz is completely unfazed by the demons comments and takes the time to come up with a witty comeback and take in the psychedelic surroundings.

Change scene!
Tripz is driving a limo down a street in complete ruins. The demon is sitting in the passenger seat and is now wearing a tuxedo. Larry has returned and is also wearing a tuxedo. The police are still following them in their boats. They are still in the run and the dream bubbles remain in the trunk.

The demon wailed "Why did I agree to this?"
Larry gently reminded the demon "Tripz offered to drive us to our wedding and you know where behind schedule. How could we say no?"
Tripz jerked the wheel and the limo drifted around the corner "Quite you too this is about far more than a silly wedding."
He looked at the satchel sitting beside him. At some point for with no explanation the dream bubbles had been transferred into the satchel.
"Lady Evangeline expressed a prominent desire to have these delivered to her before the apocalypse and as you can see I am clearly behind schedule.
The high speed chase continued for several more blocks. Larry was going on about how excited he was for the wedding cake, the demon was in an absolute panic over the unfolding scene. Tripz was far too absorbed with his great bounty. Suddenly the Limo ground to a screeching halt.
"MOTHER?!?!"

Change scene!
Tripz, The demon and Larry are sitting at lunch with Tripz's mother. She is going on about her accounts. Tripz is feeling extremely stressed the satchel with the dream bubbles is now on his person, the police are closing in on the location. The televisions in the cafe are delightfully blaring this every 30 seconds. The demon and Larry are extremely stressed for they are very late for their wedding.

Tripz glanced up at the t.v, his chest was aching. They were going to catch him and he was going to die.
Tripz mother continued "So anyway I invested the $1000 dollars in stocks and-"
Tripz cut her off "Mother I really think we ought to be going now."
"No, no sit down dear I haven't told you about what I did with the money I got from my investment property."
Tripz swallowed and obediently sat down.
"So anyway as I was saying-"
Larry lent in and hissed in Tripz ear "Tripz they are almost here get your mother we need to GO!"
Tripz interrupted his mother again, "Mother, I REALLY think we should leave now!"
"No, no, no, no, no I haven't finished, where has your respect for me gone Tripz?
It was at the moment that the police caught up and smashed through the cafe's windows.
The demon screamed grabbed Larry, Tripz and Tripz Mother and bolted to the storeroom. He pointed to a small window and said "There!"
"ME FIRST" Tripz clambered up on the demons shoulders to try and escape. However he kept slipping and could never seem to quite make it. It was only just as the police burst into the back did Tripz manage to get through the window. He surface into the world to find police surrounding him. "You are under arrest, slowly hand over the dream bubbles and put your hands above your head"
Trips shrieked "No!"

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Tripz woke up with a jump. He slowly ran his fingers through his hair and mumbled "What a dream."

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[Mid-life]

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[f1owercrown]

markk, dreams about beauty and disaster maybe?

[epilogue]

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[kolyakun]

Username: kolyakun
Name: Agnes
Gender: female
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It’s been a month now, maybe more. The same tantalizing dream seems to find its way back to me without fail. It’s as though my brain has a scratch and my dreams were left to skip over it. Although these feel more than a dream; something real and lifelike.

It starts off simple - I’m young and in mama’s kitchen. Shes draped herself in an apron red in colour and speckled with white polka dots. It remains a vivid memory of mine, a staple of my past. So much so that the smell of her fresh baked goods lingers in my nose as I awake. Mind you, my reason for waking is her very being. Mama’s arms are wide open and as I go to embrace her, I am filled with the sensation of falling.

Like the many nights prior, I always slip from her arms and plummet to the ground and furthermore - through it. My surroundings vanish into a blur and I’m left with the empty realization that it was nothing more than visual trickery.

The blur continues to fade and shift until I’m left with nothing more than unavoidable darkness. Although I could have sworn that I’ve fallen right through the ground like the dreams previously, I’m jostled awake before impact.

My thoughts run wild; no longer a gentle skip it’s more like a stampede trampling over top of my brain. The dream continues to play in front of my eyes even now as I have forced them open. With my senses on overdrive I’m unable to tell if this is part of the dream or not. A dream inside of a dream? It hurt my head to think about the logistics of it and voted and keeping my focus trained on this all too familiar dream.

Was there something I was missing? A part being skipped over that I couldn’t pick up on? It was hard to tell and this was all growing to be increasingly overwhelming.
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[Corey Taylor]

Username: Corey Taylor
Name: Melody
Gender: Female
Dream: She prays every night that she will wake up in her paradise. When her prayers are answered, she is dumped in a field filled with all kinds of flowers, butterflies, insects, and birds. The sky is as blue as it can be with a bright sun and fluffy white clouds. Her favorite music is always playing and she can have all her favorite snacks and drinks. She finds peace where she is and doesn't seem to have a care in the world. There are angels with her. The fly above her, guiding her where to go. They give her words of motivation and make sure that she doesn't harm herself in any way. She loves those angels. She wishes that she had them in the real world. Ahead, she can see her long lost pet cat, and runs towards him and embraces him with a warm hug. They always spend time together in her dream. They do everything together. There's a big pound in the center of her own little world and she loves to swim in it. The cool, refreshing water is just what she needs. She loves this paradise and never wants to wake up. It's her own little escape from the real world.
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