(backdated) Dream Post of Chaos

[justpure]

Who: Sleepy unit swapped idols
Where: Your dreams
When: Backdated to the night of 218

So, what were you guys dreaming about last night?

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He stands near the back of the group, leaving the shadows and the inherit darkness of the room to mask his presence.

Now now, Paloma.

How often do you dream about this part of your life? Considering how many years it's been.]

[marsascending]

[ fortunately ALMOST NEVER because she USUALLY has dream powers,

You can barely make the rest of the crowd out, but they're all human, and all light-skinned—clearly well-to-do from their manner of dress, antique as it is. There seems to be a slight appreciative murmur through the audience, and a series of titters erupts whenever she flubs a vowel or flips a word. ]

She sells seashells on the sh—she—seashore.
The shells she sells are seashells, I’m soo-ere... sure.
And if she sells seashells on the seashore,
Then I’m sure she sh—sells seashore shells—

[ she appears to be getting increasingly irritated. ]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Nudges the person next to him and whispers in a low voice.]

Where did they pick this one up?

[marsascending]

[ the nearest woman adjusts her opera glasses. her outfit doesn't look quite era-appropriate—it looks more in the realm of "bonkers tokyo-f outfit", and her hair is worn in an much more modern bob. ]

She's from another planet? Is that not fascinating?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Is that so?

[And he grins with practiced corporate politeness.]

And who managed to claim themselves that prize?

[marsascending]

[ the woman smiles. ]

Doesn't knowledge belong to everyone? It should, shouldn't it?