onepassingnight | [Mingle Post] Inception

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[Mingle Post] Inception

Who: Everyone! Open to All
What: "Inception" mingle logs
When: any time
Where: dream-built settings: totems, building dreams, projections

Entering someone's dream means entering the most private, secret, and vulnerable part of their mind. It means the chance of influencing them, it means the risk of losing yourself. It means building up fantasies, and it means watching them explode when the dream crumbles.

Hold on to your totem, explore, and protect yourself.

(ooc: This is a post to keep threads together for the Inception prompt. Separate posts or additional subthreads are also fine, and this one is optional. More information on the theme can be found here.)

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Dream architects, like you, create the setting. From that tiny but quaint and cozy cottage, to a castle in the sky, to a building that completely defies the laws of physics, the world is your canvas. The only limit to your creation is your imagination.

Where do you want to go today?

The dimly lit corridor echoed softly with footsteps as the surroundings came into view. All around the place seemed to be strewn about with various medical supplies, some discarded, some still filled with the toxic looking colours of the elixirs inside.

Sayaka moved forward, trying not to gasp as another of those small, stubby legged creatures ran by -- the familiars. They were dressed in nurses' hats, scurrying around like mice as they darted around and forward. She hugged Kyuubey slightly closer to her chest. Although her heart beat faster the further she went -- she tried her best to keep her fear from her expression.

A barrier. How had she carelessly entered one? She couldn't remember that. Something felt off, something beyond the warped space and the shadowy familiars and the witch she was sure she'd find at the center, like a spider wallowing in the middle of its web. It was a tug at the back of her mind that didn't quite develop itself into a full memory of seeing this before.

Had she? Instead, there was just the unsettling deja vu, and Sayaka. She stayed close to the other puella magi out of prudence; Madoka would be deeply hurt if Sayaka were injured or killed.

"Be on your guard here," she tells Sayaka calmly. "This is not a place for playing around."

Edited 2013-04-18 09:49 (UTC)

"You?!" Jeez! Why was this transfer student always around?! Especially at weird times like these! Okay, so maybe she was some sort of mahou shoujo like Mami, but they weren't the same. This girl didn't have the same ideals as Mami-san!

"Look, we don't need you here, all right? Mami-san is going to be coming here any minute now, so you can just go ahead and leave!"

Unknown to Sayaka, Homura's heart skipped a beat. If she had any doubts about when this was meant to be, they were doubts no longer.

And she couldn't tell Sayaka. In her waking life, she would have; and Sayaka would have been skeptical but willing to listen. But this younger Sayaka, angry at her already, would definitely not believe her.

"It would be better if I finished this witch before Tomoe Mami arrived," was all she could say.

That seemed to set her off even more. Her eyes narrowed as she seemed to puff up with anger and accusation. "Yeah you would think that way, wouldn't you! You just want to get the Grief Seed for yourself! That's all you think about isn't it? Well I'm not going to let it happen! People like you... people like you are the worst!"

And with that, she took off running.

"Are you sure that was the best decision, Sayaka? You know, if the witch finds out that we're already here, there could be trouble."

The gril gritted her teeth together. Yes. This was the best decision. Girls like Akemi, a magical girl that only fought and cared for her own gain...

"You know, if things progress too quickly, you can always make a contract with me."

"I-I know..." she replied, running still deeper into the labyrinth.

For a second, Homura was startled out of her calm. "Wait-!"

Her intentions had been the opposite of Sayaka's guesses. If Mami arrived to this battle, then it would end the way it had countless other times in countless other timelines. And if Sayaka ran ahead like that...

It could very well be Sayaka in Mami's place. And Madoka would be deeply hurt at the disappearance and loss of her friend. Some day, if it wouldn't also have hurt Madoka, Homura would have liked to let Sayaka go so that her reckless ways would stop bringing more trouble.

All she could do right now was to hurry to the witch.

The words were lost to Sayaka, who had sprinted away from the weird magical girl with everything she could muster. They didn't need any help from someone like that!

Pushing through another door just ahead -- she stopped dead in her tracks. The change of scenery was alarming -- suddenly she found herself in a large room adorned with sweets. A high table stood in the middle of the room, a small pink thing sitting in one of the two chairs.

A tea party? But what could...

She ducked behind some of the desserts near-by, crouching, waiting and keeping an eye on the creature until...

"Sayaka!" cried Madoka's familiar voice. And there, alongside her, Mami.

"You made it!"

Edited 2013-05-11 02:07 (UTC)

It was all just like before. There were the giant sweets, there were the naive girls ready to sell their souls, there was the already had - and who was about to lose.

Wait. She was seeing this, when she should be out in the corridors of the labyrinth still, tied up in the binding spell on Mami's ribbons. Then maybe there was that tiny chance-

She decided to join the battle. She ignored the other girls, instead running dangerously close to the witch to get its attention on her instead. She should be able to defeat it - its level wasn't a deterrent to her - and then...!

Watching Mami fight was mesmerizing. Sayaka found it hard to take her eyes off of the magical girl, except to make sure that Madoka was safe and well also. "You got it!" she cried victoriously jumping a little in her excitement. Which was just about the time she noticed that another one had made the scene... Akemi... Dammit! Was she here to steal the glory?! Mami-san had been working hard all this time!

"Tiro..." Mami's voice brought her back into the fight, she was about to do her signature move! The finishing blow! "Finale!" The gun exploded forcefully, piercing the witch right at its centre. Sayaka's grin was already in the making, ready to congratulate Mami on her victory, but then...

The witch had changed shape... emerging from the body of the first one, a grotesque clown face smiling madly. Sayaka felt her blood run cold. A mouthful of razor sharp teeth opened --

- and Homura was too late. Again. And Madoka... her eyes quickly found Madoka.. she'd be sad again. That brief flicker of hope of changing it all was already put out as those jaws closed around Mami's neck.

That's what Sayaka didn't understand: There was no glory to being a magical girl. There was only this. For her, too: Some day Homura would encounter a witch she couldn't defeat, she was sure of it. And that was fine, if only-

It didn't take much to finish defeating the witch after that. Or to take the grief seed. She turned to face the other two, both of them still from shock.

There was one other person lost in the hallway. She was easy to overlook, sunk to her knees, unmoving. Her presence made an eerie spot of calm as she took no notice of the bustling familiars and they, for the most part, left her alone, or sometimes scurried right over her. The girl did nothing to push them away, she didn't even think to transform and fight. Her bowed head revealed a strange, dark mark on the side of her neck.

She had no need to move. She had no impulse to move. Her thoughts weighed her down as heavily as if the entire barrier were made of iron chains. She wasn't sure just what had made her feet stop and her body sag to the floor, but she remembered hate. Anger. Violence. She remembered darkness, and death, following her like a shadow.

She was, simply, bad inside.

Edited 2013-04-19 09:10 (UTC)

Here, within the confines of the barrier, Sayaka hadn't expected to see another person. Maybe that's why she was so surprised to see a figure in the distance, different from the familiars. "Hey is that...?"

"It looks like a person," Kyuubey was always a great help.

"Hey are you all right?!" Sayaka rushed over towards the other girl, expression washing over her features as she crouched down. Letting her companion creature down to the ground, Sayaka laid a hand gently on Ami's shoulder. "Hey! Can you hear me? Are you hurt?"

The figure didn't move. Her eyes stared blankly ahead of her at nothing at all, or at the visions conjured up by her own reflections. She was lost in accusations, in confessions, in the naked stripping-away of all her excuses and rationalizations.

She had hurt. She had ruined. She had killed. To everyone who crossed her path, she had brought suffering and darkness like a seeping poison.

Aside from that mark on her neck, there didn’t seem to be anything wrong; there were no injuries, no cuts, no bruises. She was simply too far inside herself to move or speak, or even fully register the concerned face looking back at her. She didn’t even seem to blink.

"What's wrong with you? Come on, it's not safe here, we have to -- "

"Sayaka, look," the creature pointed out from the other side of Ami. "It's a Witch's Kiss."

"No way, then this girl..." Sayaka's eyebrows furrowed momentarily with worry. Then, without anymore hesitation, she grabbed the young woman by the wrist, forcefully pulling her to her feet. "You can hear me, can't you?!" she raised her voice, doning a serious look. "You need to get out of here, it's not safe, understand? Hey! Are you listening?!"

Ami didn't do much to help Sayaka, but she didn't provide much resistance, either. She let her body be jerked to its feet, and stumbled a little from the force.

The movement did, at least, seem to do her some good. Her voice was somewhat vague, but she finally spoke, the first sign of reaction she'd shown at all.

"This is where I should stay."

"It sure isn't! C'mon we need to -- "

"Sayaka, you should be quieter. The witch might awake otherwise and then -- "

But it was too late. The walls began to shake, the floor beneath them trambling, indicating that the witch knew there were intruders in her lair. Although her eyes widened in panic, her grip around the other girl's wrist tightened as she did her best to pull her along. "We need to run for it! Move your feet, let's go!"

Ami less moved her feet than let Sayaka's momentum keep propelling them forward. She would have sat down again if she could, but she didn't seem equal to providing resistance, either.

There was something, something malevolent. And as she kept moving, new thoughts started to form.

It wasn't like her to give up. Perhaps she might not mind it if she died here, but if she died without a fight... wasn't that saying everything she had done had been useless? What was it all for, if even this strange girl could want to grab her by the hand, and she let herself be defeated?

Never to see Kanda again, never to see John again, or any of the other people she wanted to be with.

Her eyes cleared. Her head lifted higher. And Ami finally pulled her hand away from Sayaka's, and crossed her fists in the air.

"Dark Power, Make-Up!" She wasn't going to run away from this.

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youre going to be too late homuchan!!!!!

/sob her endless fate

disgustingly late /shame

never <3

is ami. mercury icon is for mood/expression

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