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caughtinanetwork2013-02-04 02:15 pm
bufudine) wrote in caughtinanetwork2013-02-04 02:15 pm
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[DREAM] Rising Sun - May 20th 2025
[The dream begins with Serph, Heat, Argilla, Gale, and Cielo near the top of a tower with a spiral staircase leading to its peak. Swirling around them are what looks to be clouds, or snow, though on closer inspection, the particles seem to be... hexagonal shaped. Oddly artificial.
But after a shudder that shakes the entire tower, the swirling clouds disintegrate, clearing the sky so they can see the world tens of thousands of feet below them. There are clusters of buildings in five distinct territories, a massive crack in the ground, as well as other buildings scattered across the land between. The lights on the buildings are the only signs of life from this height; there are no clusters of trees or greenery on this land, only barren grey wasteland. But as Serph watches, the world is... deleted, starting from the edge of the world and rapidly advancing inwards. Everything disappears from the outside, rapidly advancing towards the very tower he stands on, leaving nothing but void in its wake.
Argilla's voice pierces the scene, but it's like it's coming through a thick fog, as if Serph is barely aware of it. "No... The Junkyard is... disappearing! Our comrades are still down there!"
When Serph wakes, his eyes snap open into alertness. He doesn't say anything; he just... rubs tiredly at his face and stares at the ceiling.]
[ooc: Let me know if you're interacting with Serph in the dream, or with Serph afterwards in the subject line!]
But after a shudder that shakes the entire tower, the swirling clouds disintegrate, clearing the sky so they can see the world tens of thousands of feet below them. There are clusters of buildings in five distinct territories, a massive crack in the ground, as well as other buildings scattered across the land between. The lights on the buildings are the only signs of life from this height; there are no clusters of trees or greenery on this land, only barren grey wasteland. But as Serph watches, the world is... deleted, starting from the edge of the world and rapidly advancing inwards. Everything disappears from the outside, rapidly advancing towards the very tower he stands on, leaving nothing but void in its wake.
Argilla's voice pierces the scene, but it's like it's coming through a thick fog, as if Serph is barely aware of it. "No... The Junkyard is... disappearing! Our comrades are still down there!"
When Serph wakes, his eyes snap open into alertness. He doesn't say anything; he just... rubs tiredly at his face and stares at the ceiling.]
[ooc: Let me know if you're interacting with Serph in the dream, or with Serph afterwards in the subject line!]
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But what about you and the others, what happens to you when it's destroyed?
[He can guess based on what makes sense, but it's not what he's wanting to hear.]
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[That's the best way to put it. Serph's tone of voice doesn't sound any different, but there's a long pause before he speaks again.]
... The people you see here are all that's left.
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I'm sorry.
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It's fine.
[From the very beginning, they all knew that they could die serving him, and Serph knew he would lose many comrades in the name of Nirvana. He just never could have predicted just how many he'd lose.]
I'm grateful for the extra time.
[From what Roland had told them, and the what the people from the Karma Society have said to him, they were not intended to have lived in the end, anyway. But... if they return to that world, their ends will be soon.]