Monday 16 March 2015

My Dreams are getting weird.

Which seems like a strange statement considering the "normal" state of my dreams, but now I seem to just be dreaming about random events that I'm fairly sure are going on as I'm dreaming or at least around that time with occasional strange prophetic dreams.

So as you can probably guess... talking about dreams time.

I had a dream about a meeting. There were puppets, Nests, Timberwolves and Proxies.

Each one seemed to have a representative talking. I saw The Second talking for The Proxies, A random puppet was talking for the puppets, I don't know why Spider Girl wasn't there. Also pretty sure her name was Ariadne. The Nests and Timberwolves though seemed to be on the same side and there were three people talking for them. A man in a heavy black cloak similar in style to those Organization XIII cloaks from Kingdom Hearts, but without the metal parts and it was tied closed with straps of what looked like red tape as opposed to zipped closed. The man's face was invisible in the back of the hood, but his voice seemed to emanate from all around him.

For The Nests there was a guy with short white hair and wearing an immaculate White Suit with a pattern on the back in the shape of wings. I recognized him as Oliver Bough, The Dove.

Lastly standing in front of The Nests and Timberwolves was a figure wearing simple ragged grey clothing. He had a machete in his hand and his face was covered by a white facemask with drawn on blood dripping down from the left eyehole. The eye holes themselves seemed empty. Like there was nothing behind them. I knew who it was, but I also knew that it wasn't him. There was something wrong about him.

The Dove spoke at this point and took my attention.

"This all we got? Why aren't the other Servants pitching in?" he asked angrily.

"The Newborn and The Choir are still mulling over Jack's words and whether they're true or not, EAT says she'll wait and see what happens. The Blind Man is with us, but he claims he doesn't really control The Archive anyway. The Cold Boy says he refuses to help us or Jack and is busy dealing with The Brute, but if the girl is stupid enough to go after him he will kill her, The Snake says it's not her problem and that we don't really need her help and The Unnamed Child and all her servants have disappeared just like they did when we tried to kill Nathan and his crew last time and remember I'm only helping you as long as we make sure that Lisa isn't harmed," The Second explained matter of factly.

"Alright," The Dove stated quietly and then seemed to rally as he found something else to complain about.

"Well what about the doll chick?! Where's she? She should be here!" he argued glaring at the puppet who lowered his head.

"The Mistress wandered off... She does so often... Won't tell us where she goes... Never tells us where she goes... She knows though... Knows everything... Knows if we try to escape... Comes back and hurts us if we do..." the puppet answered before letting out a series of quiet whimpering. The Dove turned away from The Puppet in disgust.

"Well alright then. What's the plan now?" he asked.

The cloaked figure spoke up, "The Grotesque has been slacking off he will be keeping her nights busy again starting tonight and with that-" he was cut off then as suddenly my dream changed and I found myself back in a Grotesque nightmare. So that's a thing again unfortunately as well. Luckily this one didn't last long as I was woken up by Lisa seemingly mere minutes after it started.

Also Sally seems to be adamant about finding some way to make it up to us for running away during the fight. A request to hear her play however was rejected with much apologies as she is apparently very shy of playing in front of others and only really plays when she's alone. She says it makes her feel better when she's feeling sad. She says that she will however repay us in any other way as soon as we come up with one.

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