12 ⊙ dream | Rising Sun, 1908

[fulmination]

<sub>[If anyone were to wander into this particular dream, they would be greeted by what appears to be a desert town. While it may have been pristine and exotic in the past, now it resembled a battlefield. Many of the buildings that once stood proud in the city were now in varying degrees of ruin, and quite a few streets left much to be desired. Not only that, but there were the bodies. If they were to explore, they'd come across a number of them--maybe it was a small handful, maybe there were dozens but regardless of the number it's obvious that there's a higher goal in mind than quashing a rebellion.

Soon enough, a relatively clear street comes into view with a small group of Ishvalans below staring up at something--no, someone. Closer inspection reveals that it's not just anyone--most Amestrians wouldn't be running around with half of their uniform off, let alone standing where a sniper could easily pick him off. At first it seems like Kimblee will walk away--surely he would what with being outnumbered, right? ...No. He's moving. Is he going to surrender? ...Not likely.]</sub>

A soldier--?

A transmutation circle... A State Alchemist?!"

<sub>[Bingo.

There's a glint of red in the sunlight as he places something between his teeth, then he's clapping his hands together to create a brilliant crackle of red light that trails down the side of the building and into the streets beneath their feet.




And then everything explodes with a deafening roar. Rubble flies and smoke billows out between the buildings and... Oh dear. All of that just with one shot.

It's silent for a few seconds, and then a maddening shriek comes from Kimblee as he dissolves into laughter, his arms outstretched before the ruined street.]</sub>

WONDERFUL! It's magnificent! This Philosopher's Stone--! <sub>[Kimblee no what are you

Kimblee. Kimblee don't flop down on your back.

Kimblee. Get up.

Stop cackling like a madman where someone can easily see you. Stop it.


...Then Kimblee jerks out of his sleep far too soon for his liking.. He makes a small hum as he turns over to stare up at the ceiling with a bit of a disappointed look. It always ends just as things start to get good.]





[ooc; just mark in the subject line if it's dream interaction or after he's awake!]</sub>

Comments

[halfhearted]

[Good luck with the speed!!! Try not to drive off the track.

But gosh, Kimblee, you were all kinds of endearing at the moment. Vanitas was stealing peeks at him.

Darn. Got a spiked shell. He will have to wait off until he wanted to whack off the lead to use it.]

[fulmination]

<sub>[Okay how did he never get this power up in the past this is amazing he just shoved one of the AI characters off the road--Whoops, and now he's speeding past Vanitas with that nifty little speed boost.



and he's completely unaware of that shell. THIS SPEED IS AWESOME HE NEVER WANTS TO GIVE THIS UP just look at that grin he has!]</sub>

[halfhearted]

[Whoops. As much as he enjoys that grin, he knows he'll enjoy this too. After Kimblee past him, Vanitas will use that shell when it was least convenient for him. A sharp turn or when Kimblee is scooting too close to the edge.

Chomping at the melting treat as he gets the biggie power up. LOOK HE DOUBLED IN SIZE! Anyone he hit will be squished or bumped off.

Vrooooom.]