(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]

[And when he grips Eichi's hand.

CR Check.

It don't mean a thing.]

[syckophant]

[Eichi, if he were awake, would kick himself. But Eichi asleep doesn't even know.

Tenn, very positive feelings, a lot of trust and openness. You can definitely tell it's his main 'physical' relationship.

Wataru, very positive feelings, though they are more like. Putting him up on a pedestal. A LOT of desire that Eichi only barely acts upon.

Fox, so much confusion. Really, really confused, kind of wary, a little positive but a lot of negative associations.

Kohime, is a sore spot. There is a lot of caring but a lot of hurt as well. Her actions seem to influence him A LOT, both positive and negative.

Yvette, somewhat positive feelings, more lukewarm. There isn't a lot of trust because he thinks she doesn't trust him which makes her suspicious.

Paloma and Alexander/Emet Selch are positive, but more like a parental feeling. He feels like they are trustworthy, but still PRETTY lukewarm. They still influence him a lot, mostly in how he tries to lead and his ability to accept his mistakes and move past them.

Leo, an avante who is gone now. His influence is chaotic, pulling one way or another, and Eichi's current feelings are conflicted, worried, and sad.

Ruby has vaguely negative feelings, and mistrust.

Shu has some complicated feelings. Eichi trusts him, but he trusts him to do the most inconvenient thing to him.

Hurricane, some tentatively positive feelings. He gave Hurricane a chance that he doesn't give many people, and he's not sure it's the right thing.

Asmodeus is really horribly negative! Unsurprisingly!

Absinthe, NO TRUST. NOT EVEN ONE. He is useful though, sometimes.

And that's everyone I can think of at the moment that has impacted him Big for now, which might not be Everyone but it is fairly close???]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[His expression doesn't change from his usual vaguely smug as this information washes over him. Not more than a blink to digest all of that.

And then he brings up his other hand to touch the shackle on his wrist and with a heavy metallic clink, it opens and falls with a heavy thud on the hospital bed.

He shifts to do the same for the other wrist.]

We're all monsters in our own way.

[syckophant]

[Eichi's fingers move a little as he tests his wrists, the ax still in hand before his attention goes to the IVs hooked up to him, and the oxygen mask on his face. He's careful, but all them are removed, one after another, and he crawls out of bed, his chest heaving with the effort.]

You get to the count of ten.

True to my word, I'll stay my hand, here and now. [He laughs, low and dangerous.] But I'm hungry. And you're so very edible.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh please. Been there. Done that.

[And he gestures to himself.]

Been told I'm barely palatable. All skin and bones and sharp edges.

Surely with your newfound freedom, you'd find yourself a more appetizing first meal.

[syckophant]

[Eichi's eyes follow the hand as Intensity gestures, more like a cat watching a toy than a person looking at another person.

He snarls, gritting his shark-like teeth. The jazz music mocks him. He thinks he knows better than you. They all do. You will leave him be, and he'll laugh about how stupid you are later. It gains a growl as Eichi brandishes his axe, ready to chop down this tree of a man.]

10.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[For a moment, he blinks. As if not comprehending what is happening.

And then there is a slow, wicked grin.

Ah yes. Good. Excellent even.]

So you want to play? I'm game.

[He takes a step back - toward the corner of the room and not the exit.]

9.

[syckophant]

[When he growls in response, it is not a human sound. He grits his teeth so hard that he feels like they should crack. His jaw should crack. It should all crack, just like he has cracked.

At that though, he does crack a little. It runs through him like he is made of porcelain, his fingers gripping tighter on his axe, which makes a crack run up his arm. From between the cracks, light can be seen shining through.]

Cocky bastard. I've felled gods, you will be nothing to me!

EIGHT.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Now now. Is that anyway to honor a worthy opponent?

[He takes another step farther into the room, as if circling Eichi like a shark.]

And if you have so much experience felling gods, why are you stuck here? Pampered for your own good.

Do they humor such boasts?

[Another step.]

Seven.