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caughtinanetwork2012-04-26 01:49 am
swordandaxe) wrote in caughtinanetwork2012-04-26 01:49 am
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001 [video] [dream | interactive]
[The dream starts out innocently enough.
Richter is standing outside a large, walled-in building, one arm up to block the sun from his eyes as he stares up at the blue sky and the clouds passing by. He's squinting so much his eyes are practically shut.
There's no one around, but a young boy's cheerful, yet slightly sad voice seems to be coming from everywhere. It's quiet and fades as the words are spoken.
"This is the first time you've been outside in quite a long time, isn't it? You never told me how old you were when you first came to Sybak..."
Richter's arm falls and he stares into the sky, eyes watering. It's not immediately obvious if it's because of the bright light or from something else entirely.]
[The sunny field slowly seeps away, leaving a dark enclosed space.
For those who know Richter, the boy in the dark, cold room looks amazingly different. He's much shorter and skinnier, and practically swimming in the labcoat he's wearing. His hair is shorter and barely reaches his shoulders, and he's not wearing glasses. Richter looks like a boy not even out of his teens, though it's hard to tell his exact age in the low light.
The room he's in barely looks to be larger than 20 feet by 20 feet and is lit with a single lamp in the corner. It's obviously a laboratory of some sorts, and Richter is bent over the work bench in the middle of the room, squinting at a complex lab report with tiny scrawled writing that is impossible to read.
Again, the boy's voice comes from everywhere and nowhere, this time cheerful and much younger-sounding.
"I'm Aster! ...Huh? Should I care that you're a half-elf?
"Well that's just stupid! It shouldn't matter if you're a human or an elf or a half-elf!"
Without even looking up, Richter answers, his voice sounds the same as always, a stark contrast to his youthful appearance, "Of course you're supposed to care, idiot. You won't get anywhere making friends with a half-elf."]
[Deep in the forest, Richter frowns and curls up tighter against the tree he's leaning against. His SFC-turned-Dreamberry is clutched in one hand, turned in a such a way that his face is visible in the video.]
[ooc: Both parts of the dream are interactive, so please specify which dream when you comment! ♥]
Richter is standing outside a large, walled-in building, one arm up to block the sun from his eyes as he stares up at the blue sky and the clouds passing by. He's squinting so much his eyes are practically shut.
There's no one around, but a young boy's cheerful, yet slightly sad voice seems to be coming from everywhere. It's quiet and fades as the words are spoken.
"This is the first time you've been outside in quite a long time, isn't it? You never told me how old you were when you first came to Sybak..."
Richter's arm falls and he stares into the sky, eyes watering. It's not immediately obvious if it's because of the bright light or from something else entirely.]
[The sunny field slowly seeps away, leaving a dark enclosed space.
For those who know Richter, the boy in the dark, cold room looks amazingly different. He's much shorter and skinnier, and practically swimming in the labcoat he's wearing. His hair is shorter and barely reaches his shoulders, and he's not wearing glasses. Richter looks like a boy not even out of his teens, though it's hard to tell his exact age in the low light.
The room he's in barely looks to be larger than 20 feet by 20 feet and is lit with a single lamp in the corner. It's obviously a laboratory of some sorts, and Richter is bent over the work bench in the middle of the room, squinting at a complex lab report with tiny scrawled writing that is impossible to read.
Again, the boy's voice comes from everywhere and nowhere, this time cheerful and much younger-sounding.
"I'm Aster! ...Huh? Should I care that you're a half-elf?
"Well that's just stupid! It shouldn't matter if you're a human or an elf or a half-elf!"
Without even looking up, Richter answers, his voice sounds the same as always, a stark contrast to his youthful appearance, "Of course you're supposed to care, idiot. You won't get anywhere making friends with a half-elf."]
[Deep in the forest, Richter frowns and curls up tighter against the tree he's leaning against. His SFC-turned-Dreamberry is clutched in one hand, turned in a such a way that his face is visible in the video.]
[ooc: Both parts of the dream are interactive, so please specify which dream when you comment! ♥]
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I'd be willing to bet they treat the beasts better than they do half-elves.
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