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Umbra Rose Condos

I DON'T HAVE ANGER ISSUES!!

Ahem.
That being said. Will therapy be free?

Imaginarium: Be Careful What You Think Of

Alright, so!

The plot is pretty straight forward. A group of college friends hear of this idea that they can control their dreams and essentially jump from realm to realm when they start to lucid dream. At first they do it more like a joke but it starts to become real with each new realm they jump to.

As they learn more about it, they learn they have to be in the same room to actually be able to jump to the same realm together and it doesn't take long for them to learn that is more real than they could ever imagine as they go to more dangerous realms and start waking up with wounds that they acquired while dreaming.

I'll control which realms the friends go to. I've got a nice little list already made up. It'll be really interesting to see how this so plays out! It's going to be a lot of fun!

Imaginarium: Be Careful What You Think Of

Reality.
What is reality?
Many would say it's the world we live in but what if when you went to sleep, you went to live in another world for a short period of time? What if you learned their ways? Learned to do things that you thought were impossible? Your dreams, if you choose to follow them, lead you to a new worlds where many things are possible.

Some say we have the ability to go from realm to realm while sleeping and learn something from that realm that remains with you when you wake up. Many would say it's impossible, that the only realm present was the one that you live in and our dreams are just that, dreams. However, a group of college friends are going to see just how right, or how wrong the rumors are.

Join the jumpers as they move from realm to realm and see just what you can learn from them but you must be careful. Some realms come with a price.

Do you think you can handle it?
Do you even think it's real?
Are they all dreaming?

It's up to you to find out but remember, be careful what you think of.

It Came From the Sky

So I'm just going to assume this is dead. Almost a month with no update or notice of MIA. So yeah. If you want to pick it back up again, please feel free.

Peace out man

I have too much time on my hands and not enough partners

Let's start some chaos! Maybe burn down an orphanage. I don't know. We'll see where the day takes us!

Project: Revival

Lucian watched the wolves as Aneria declined their invite, at least for the moment. The older gentleman pulled his hand back and wiped the blood off his palm, exposing a completely healed hand once more. The younger female wolf, though, seemed to be taking it poorly. She was interrogating Aneria and being rather rude. When the words 'Tomorrow morning' left Aneria, the two wolves looked to each other and stared for a moment as if they were having a mental conversation that Lucian and Aneria weren't privy to. Lucian frowned as he reached out to place a soothing hand on Aneria's bouncing knee. He peered at his friend, flashing her a goofy smile before he turned serious eyes back on the wolves. The two finally turned away from each other and the older gentleman turned on his heels and headed towards the door. He grabbed a hold of the knob before speaking. “Tomorrow morning, we require an answer. There must be a solution to a lone wolf in our territory.” And with that, he opened the door and walked out of the apartment. The female lingered a moment, eyeing Aneria before she turned a bright smile onto Lucian and blew him a kiss.

“Tomorrow then,” she said as she bounced off after her alpha. Lucian watched them go, standing to go close the door behind the wolves. He sighed as he rested his forehead against the cool door for a moment as he gathered his thoughts. They had a day to get this shit sorted and either join the pack, find a way to pay rent, or leave. That meant he had no more time to spare. He needed to call Jessie right now and get things moving. He sighed before he turned to face Aneria with a sad smile.

“That solves that issue for a bit.” He walked into the kitchen and picked up the phone. He turned it over in his hands as he rested his hip against the counter. He knew time was limited and he knew he had to call now but he still couldn't seem to bring himself to actually make the call. He sighed before he walked over to Aneria and handed her the phone. “I really can't bring myself to dial the number.” His eyes were locked on the phone, too ashamed to look Aneria in the face as he continued. “I really need you to dial the number for me.” Who had ever heard of a man who couldn't bring himself to dial the number of a friend he had known for years? Shame made his chest tight and he began his shift back to his human form as he rattled off the number for her.

As his magic dissolved into wispy smoke and the markings retracted back to their place before disappearing, he silently held his hand out for the phone. He had to be the person to talk to Jessie. She didn't know Aneria at all and would be nothing but confused if it wasn't Lucian who made the initial contact but man did he hate the thought of it.

Umbra Rose Condos

We're monsters! Some of us are cursed to be this way and Suzy is legit dead! She has a right to be sad!

And to be fair, only one part of Iris is sad and broody. The wolf is happy as can be lol

Ban the User Above You

Banned for having such a large signature

Umbra Rose Condos

I also figured that since Iris is right under a tree it would be hard to see her from Varlam's point of view.

Also if no one wakes Iris up anytime soon, bird boy will certainly do that lol.

@Yankee

Good to see the bird brain finally join in!

No worries on waking up Iris. She did it herself lol.

You're added to the character location post! Yay

Umbra Rose Condos

Iris Madril

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Location: Building 1, Courtyard
Interactions: @Xaltwind, @Silver Carrot, @Yankee

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What does Werewolves dream about? One might say they must dream about hunting prey and simply being free to run and one may be correct at most times, at least as long as the wolf was aware. However, the transition from wolf to human usually enlisted a change of mentality and whenever Iris found herself changing back to human, there was usually dark emotions and feelings that came with that transition.

With the scent and taste of blood and fresh meat still lingering in their senses, the Wolf’s dream was a very detailed and vivid dream of the hunt but as Iris took control once more, there was a dramatic and dark shift in the atmosphere. Gone was the thrill of the hint and joy of the fresh kill. Now a young Iris was on her knees, kneeling next to a friend who was bloody and unmoving on the ground. That night had been like any other. Meet up in the park, enjoy some shots of liquor and each other's company. The moon was big and bright in the sky so they didn't even need to bring flashlights.

They had barely cracked open the bottle when they heard howls. They figured it was some other group of teens goofing around so they just decided to ignore it and continue their nightly routine, that was until the howls grew closer. Iris took a moment to look around. They were in the middle of the city. Wolves aren't in the city but she didn't want those kids causing them any trouble. She slowly slid off the picnic table and peered over at her friend who just watched her.

“We need to go,” she said as she looked about for any sign of the other people. She saw nothing but did notice that the area had grown deathly quiet. The nocturnal birds had gone silent. Even the insects had stopped chirping. “I don't like this.” She said as she reached out to grab her friend and pull her off the tabletop. “We need to go.” Her friend swatted her hand away with a groan.

“You're being a little chicken shit! We do this every night. Who's going to catch us? Our parents? They don't care. Come on Iris. Just chill. You're killing my vibe.” Iris would have rebutted such a claim on her courage but her eyes were locked on a movement off in the bush behind her friend. She wasn't sure what she saw but there was definitely something large back there. Her friend turned to peer behind her, “What? Is there something there?”

The wolf jumped out then, launching itself with insane speeds at the girl on the table. Iris only had time to scream before the wolf, with her friend's head in its jaws, slammed into her and knocked her harshly to the ground. The wolf tumbled over the bench of the picnic table and fumbled as it rolled along on the ground for a few feet from the momentum of its attack. Iris slowly scrambled to her knees and peered down at her friend. The girl's head was twisted in an odd way and her eyes gazed out in the distance in a death stare. Iris screamed and tried to get to her feet to run but the wolf was upon her before she had a chance to even get up.

Iris's eyes snapped open and she sat up with a start, grasping at her sweatpants for the bite marks the wolf would have left behind. Her heart was racing and there was a cold sweat beading along her brow. When she found no wounds or blood from the attack, her mind slowly began to catch up to reality. She peered around to find herself in the courtyard. The wolf must have gone to sleep out there instead of just retreating to her bedroom. She recognized the fox from the hall earlier and her neighbor, Eilidh. She didn't think she was asleep for very long. The sun was still high in the sky and she was still incredibly exhausted.

She groaned lightly as she rubbed at her face, her hands getting caught on the loose collar of the sweatpants as they came down. She gazed down at her outfit, pulling on it lightly to adjust it so it sat correctly on her body. The wolf really stretched this thing out. She noticed some spots of blood splatter and she frowned deeply at it. She really hoped she didn't hurt the vampire too much. She should have done better at controlling the wolf, she chastised herself. She knew better. She should have done better.

Iris stood, having to grab the sweatpants and hold them up so they wouldn't fall down to her ankles. She got to work pulling the strings and tightening the pants so she wouldn't have to hold them up all the way to her bedroom. When she felt that was done to her satisfaction, she peered at the front door. Eilidh and that fox lady were at a bench directly in front of the door. If Iris wanted to go inside, she would have to strut her sorry excuse of a self past those two to get inside. She was just going to push past them and hope they don't interact with her. She was just so exhausted. She wasn't sure she could be cordial.

So with her mind made up, she tried to hurry past the two without rushing too much. If she could get by without drawing attention to herself and get inside, all the better. Controlled and steady wins the race, or something like that.