video | morning after the audience | unseelie & open non-locket comms

[boutant]

[ It's safe to say that Ariadne has never been this upset about anything in her entire life. She tends to smile, with large, gentle eyes. She does not tend to look murderous.

She does today.

Her trust has been broken, betrayed. Her people have been caught in the storm that Reynard started. Her mind has been violated, her companion dead.

When she speaks, her voice starts out calm. Cold. ]

So. When were we all going to start sharing what we know about the Cult of the Fox?

[ A breath and then she snarls. ]

Because it turns out they're wearing shard masks that let them look like anyone and they can get into your memories and mind control you to the point that you'll hang yourself.

[ It takes a tremendous amount of effort not to throw something. ]

That lying little fuck and those like him know how to use shards even when they're masks. If we don't stop sitting on our information then they're going to tear us apart from the inside. Do not trust anyone without- somehow verifying it's them, though I don't know how when they can do that much.

If you're staying at Diasbaile -- get to work or get out. I don't know how many people might still be under his spell but he's destroyed wards and rooms on the top two floors, read what was in my office if he didn't just steal it.

Everyone- be on your guard. And share your information, because otherwise we're all fighting this blind and then everyone is dead.

[ locked to steve rogers & sam wilson; ]
You need to get out of the Station. Just in case. Bucky's with me, he- we're not okay, he was with me when it happened, neither of us remember anything after a point. But we'll look after each other; he at least knows I'm me.

[ locked to grell, jason todd, loki, & waver velvet; ]
Gaff died in the Battle of Falling Fire. It was a cultist all along. Grell, can you watch Diasbaile? I can only assume that he'll know what I would do, but he didn't get in your head.

Comments

[erythristic]

Who wouldn't choose to experience it, if they had the choice? It sounds...it sounds like its own form of magic.

[time without limits. potentially creating whatever you wished. the future was going to be a brilliant one, if Ariadne's words held true.]

Do you think that there'll be a way to do it again, somehow replicate what you had? And what's wrong with the subconscious?

[boutant]

Maybe. I would think so, with magic. I know when people were having visions, dreams were spilling over into each other.

[ But those weren't constructed dreams. ]

If you spend too much time there, you forget what's real and what's a dream. If you wake up -- if -- you might not be... all there. "Brains turned to scrambled egg", that's what someone I know called it. People have lived entire lives there and woken up to their old ones and been unable to handle it.

[erythristic]

The weight of years too much for them to take?

[she says it lightly, but she can imagine the shock. living, dying, and living again in perfect clarity. a human's mind could only take so many things in.]

I'd think that a place where you could be anything would render this world...tragic.

[boutant]

The weight of years, of seeing that much of your subconscious -- I don't know.

[ Ideas planted in your mind like a virus, spreading until it's in every part of you, until it's all you know... ]

You're limited by your own creativity. And there are more people to talk to, here.

[erythristic]

True enough. It'd be poor company, yourself and whoever else you dreamt. And I doubt they could ever be as...colourful as the company here. Some of our mutual friends come to mind.

[boutant]

Right?

Sometimes your subconscious will create projections that look like people you know. But they're just based on your idea of them, they aren't real. They're your impression, they're not the same, not as complex.

[erythristic]

They'd only ever be a shadow of the person you really knew. That explains a certain amount about dreams, actually - why it's always clear it's never a memory you're remembering about the person.

[they wouldn't do certain things in the waking world, but in dreams...]

[boutant]

Exactly. And if you can't remember them entirely, can't imagine them the right way, then they won't reflect how they actually are.

I miss dreamsharing, but- no, the Drabwurld is plenty exciting.

[erythristic]

If you ever figure it out again and need a test subject, I trust you enough that I'll volunteer myself.

[that may be half motivated by how cool it sounds.]

[boutant]

Well now I've definitely got to try and figure it out.