Kamui (
waitsforbrother) wrote2011-05-13 03:17 am
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Dream 002 - There is no refuge for the deprieved in dreams
Warning: Lots of imagery of blood...probably not suitable for kids
Effects: (optional) A strong sense of hunger, agonizing pain, feeling of being restrained, smell of blood and maybe a metallic taste
There's nothing but darkness, so dark that nothing could be made out. And since sight could not be used, the other senses were heightened.
Drip,drip, drip
A fluid plummeting to the ground in small, constant amounts.The sound of that echoes,bouncing off the walls and resonating within the space. The sound of the dripping grew louder, becoming more apparent.
But it wasn't only the sound, but the smell of it ,too. A coppery, rustic one that hung in the air and lingered. It was almost teasing, how the metallic smell took up the space. And to add to the insult, the smell was strong enough for it to be tasted. Mingling with memory of the tongue.
The urge to go after the source of the sound and aroma followed soon after, but any movement to go towards it was negated by this pressure placed on the body. Hindering it from moving anywhere. Making the whole predicament worse, being stuck in the middle of the assault of senses. Hearing, sight, and sound all doing it's part to torture.
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The dream is cut short when the dreamberry is thrown off the edge of what appears to be a bed. It hit the floor with a clatter, but fell onto it's back so it continued to record. A dark figure emerges from the bed, clutching at his stomach and staggering as it got its footing. However, that seemed difficult, so the figure allowed himself to lean on a nearby wall for support. The figure picked up his head, realizing that the dreamberry is on. He stumbled over to it, shutting off the device.
Effects: (optional) A strong sense of hunger, agonizing pain, feeling of being restrained, smell of blood and maybe a metallic taste
There's nothing but darkness, so dark that nothing could be made out. And since sight could not be used, the other senses were heightened.
Drip,drip, drip
A fluid plummeting to the ground in small, constant amounts.The sound of that echoes,bouncing off the walls and resonating within the space. The sound of the dripping grew louder, becoming more apparent.
But it wasn't only the sound, but the smell of it ,too. A coppery, rustic one that hung in the air and lingered. It was almost teasing, how the metallic smell took up the space. And to add to the insult, the smell was strong enough for it to be tasted. Mingling with memory of the tongue.
The urge to go after the source of the sound and aroma followed soon after, but any movement to go towards it was negated by this pressure placed on the body. Hindering it from moving anywhere. Making the whole predicament worse, being stuck in the middle of the assault of senses. Hearing, sight, and sound all doing it's part to torture.
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The dream is cut short when the dreamberry is thrown off the edge of what appears to be a bed. It hit the floor with a clatter, but fell onto it's back so it continued to record. A dark figure emerges from the bed, clutching at his stomach and staggering as it got its footing. However, that seemed difficult, so the figure allowed himself to lean on a nearby wall for support. The figure picked up his head, realizing that the dreamberry is on. He stumbled over to it, shutting off the device.
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...I need your help. But only if you want to. Don't agree now, wait until I see you in personal.I rather not say over the phone.
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((ooc: would you like switch to action or a log?))
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[On second thought maybe he should tell him to arm himself. Then again, Kamui didn't want to scare the artist.]
((OOC: Action tags are fine.))
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He was worried about Kamui, the other had always been somewhat stoic but there was always something else there as well. However on the feed that seemed to have changed.]
Kamu-chan?
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He walked over the door and opened it.] Come in.
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So how can I help?
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Sit down,please. [He closes the door and make his way over to Kio, but he doesn't sit. Instead, he stands, but he keeps a distance from the blood. He crosses his arms over his stomach as he looked at Kio seriously.]
There's something you should know about me. I'm not exactly human. Actually, I'm not human at all.
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What do you mean, of course you're human. [He'd know that people often referred to themselves as monsters, but to say not human at all seemed a bit drastic.] Kamu-chan is a good person.
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[He tried to figure out a better why to explain this. He was sure Kio had heard of what he was, but he was sure they were differences in his world.]
Have you heard of, a vampire?
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Kio...I'm a vampire.
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[The dream made a little more sense now, along with why he wouldn't want to tell anyone what was wrong over the network. But still were vampires real, then again there was a yetti, still a vampire. . . But it was Kamui.]
But you haven't hunted anyone here, have you? [It was really more of a statement hoping for reassurance than a question.]
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And no, I haven't hunted anyone here. I've been using the blood tablets that this world has, but they stopped working recently.
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So what are you going to do?
[If the blood tablets weren't working, and Kio doubted there were anything like clones around, what could he do.] What can you do?
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I have to do something that's forbidden in my world. I have to find a substitute. And the only kind that can provide nourishment for me is humans.
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Though understandably he wrapped his arms around him slightly.]
I see. But what would happen to the person?
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[ To vampires in his world, human life was very important. That's why they created Prey.But obviously there wasn't the same respect for prey as humans. Prey was just food.Still that didn't mean Kamui didn't feel above humans because of what he was, humans were just different.]
It's like a blood donation.
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[Obviously if it was like a blood donation enough wouldn't be taken to kill the person, but it seemed like something always happened to those who weren't killed by a vampire feeding on them. Then again the movies also said they burst into flames in the sun. . .]
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No. The only way a person could be a vampire if they were given blood from a purebred. Purebreds are the only ones that can change people into vampires. And it can't happen from a bite, there has to be a sharing of blood.
Nothing happens to a person if blood is taken from them, but I can only speak for my kind. I've met other vampires here and their rules are different.[But they were pretty similar.]
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[Well that made it a little easier to relax then. There wasn't going to be a bunch of mindless zombies wandering around at the command of a vampire over lord.]
If nothing happens, why hunt people rather than just seeing if there are people who would volunteer to help.
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[action] Welcome back!!!
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