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Shift shot up from sleep. He sat there for a few moments, simply processing the dream. He let his feet rest on the cool floor. The sensation helped him as he became more lucid and grounded. "This is why I don't sleep often..." he groaned. He stood up and went to the mirror to fix his hair.

As Shift fixed up his hair, he thought to himself. "I should stay on guard," he murmured. "Normally I wouldn't trust beings that harass me in my sleep," he paused, eyeing the serpentine brand on his wrist, its red eyes staring right back at him. The sleeve must have rolled up last night. He pulled his sleeve over it, but he could still feel its gaze. "Your judgment's still strong, even now," he commented. Shift finished, though it looked like nothing changed. "Let's go."

He left the room, looking down both ends of the hallway for anyone who might have also seen the dream. Seeing no one, he went to the nearest elevator, only to be greeted to a scene. An angel and a stick person were in the room, the stick person in the corner with a look of fear about him. The angel seemed to be as confused about the situation as Shift was.

"Am I... interrupting something? I'll just...go to the next elevator." Shift started to turn away from the scene.

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*Spyder shot awake, she looked around her room, slightly panicked, she realized it was just a dream and relaxed* that was odd…*she muttered to herself into the otherwise person-less room, she got up and smoothed out her hoodie, having slept in her clothes from yesterday, she remembered that the dream said head to the plaza, she did just that*

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Deimos shot awake after seeing the dream. He was confused, he hasn't seen a person like that before. He got up and changed his clothes, then placed his cap and headphones on his head again. He remembered the dream... he must meet in the plaza. He walked towards the door after admiring himself in the mirror, and went outside his dorm. He then turned towards he lift to go down to the plaza. When going in a Shark girl and a small lizard with a cape came in. "Uhh... you going to the plaza too?" Deimos asked

"Yep!" They both responded. Deimos nodded then pressed the button to get to the ground floor.

"So... I'm guessing you guys had a dream too?" Deimos said, trying to start conversation. He doesn't really want to be in an awkward, silent lift.

"Yep, we both had a dream, telling us to go to the plaza." Splash said excitedly as she looked at the floor they were on was the one they needed to go to. The door then swung open and Rex and Splash ran out. Deimos sighed before walking over to the plaza.

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Pearl and Marina wake up, startled by the dream. What... was that? They don't know, but they go to the plaza anyways. They might meet a few other faces when they get there.

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Ash woke up with a startled look.He then relised that Pikachu was also shaking."Guess it's not a dream"Ash said to himself as he got up.He changes clothes and leaves the dorm with Pikachu behind him

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As Deimos made it to the plaza he lent against a wall, waiting for something to happen. He naturally reached into his pocket, like he'd normally do to grab a cigarette, but remembered that he used them all before he got here, and they probably don't allow smoking indoors anyway. He felt kinda out of place, it seemed as if he was the only one with floating limbs with seemingly no mouth or eyes, but he didn't mind. Nevada is weird after all.

Splash and Rex came over to Deimos to have more of a chat. "Hello, I thought we'd have a quick chat before everyone else who had that dream gets down here." Splash said. "First, I'll introduce myself. The name's splash, and this lizard person is Rex."

"Well, I'm Deimos I guess." he said awkwardly. After introducing themselves and talking for a while, Splash and Rex lent against the wall with Deimos, just waiting while bringing up random topics. Deimos was surprisingly enjoying himself. His horizontal line across his face changed to a more happier look, to signify he's happy and smiling. (Kinda like a ^-^ face)

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Witten woke up.

The dream solidified in her mind and overthrown all her other thoughts as if she had to go out. The plaza was not too far away from her main dorm and getting on some fresh clothes wasn't hard either so she did that. Witten grabbed a normal t-shirt and shorts, her adventuring boots, and set out to the plaza.

She found people, the others from alternate dimensions. The young girl wasn't exactly scared just more uneased with the crowd. There were people floating with no limbs, pale-skinned beings, and strange yellow blobs following normal humans. This was all too confusing for Witten, so she averted to just staring and walking around the plaza.

Hearing no response from the two, Shift went to the other elevator close by. He was alone with his thoughts and so he thought.

He would have to fight, it was inevitable, from what it seemed like. He would miss his few days of rest, but he was itching for a fight, a real fight, and he might just get what he wanted.

But that didn't matter right now. Shift was at the plaza and he needed to focus on the matter at hand. There were a few others in the plaza, some humans, some animals or animal-like beings, all of them unique in appearance. He spotted Deimos in the crowd but didn't approach him. They would have time to chat later.

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Shooting out of bed with a gasp, Mika quickly threw the covers off and scrambled to the bathroom as his gut churned uncomfortably. Pale fingers gripped the edge of the sink, as he lifted his trembling eyes to stare into the mirror. The mismatched eyes of a scared teen blinked back at him and Mika hurriedly combed his hair to hide his odd golden eye. Splashing his face full of cold water, Mika gently scrubbed his face and slipped into more comfortable clothes. The dream was already beginning to slip away from his mind but one thing still nagged away at his consciousness. Dreams were something that Mika usually didn't pay any attention to but this one seemed special. Almost intentional. It sent chills down his back as he shrugged on his jacket and tucked it into his pants, brushing of any lint. The weird dream would probably haunt him throughout the day so the only real choice he had was to go down to the plaza huh. With a sigh, Mika walked out of his room. The elevators seem crowded so he took the stairs instead, humming one of Valkyrie's songs as he jogged down the many flights.

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Nightmares weren't anything new to Alaparos. As a denizen of the underworld midnight horrors came with the package. Each specter had their own story to tell and none of them were happy. After all, why would anyone with a good history choose to work with the god of the underworld? Slithering out of his nest, Alapraos stretched out as each vertebrae shifted into place. One paw came up to knock against the impressive branches of his horns, shaking out anything that could have been stuck in between the bone during his sleep. Beside him, Ophiotaurus hummed in greeting. The surplice, sometime overnight, had reverted from a wheelchair back into the suit of armor that Alaparos' soul was bound to, metal as dark as the night sky yet glimmering with countless stars. It radiated a worried sort of energy, sensing their owner's distress from the vivid nightmare. Churring out a reassuring sound, Alaparos rubbed the smooth metal with his horns, the light tapping settling the undead. As the two gently groomed each other, tangled cosmo slowly unraveling under their shared touch, Alaparos let out a yawn with his jaw popping open and letting the bone hang loosely for a moment before popping it back in place. While being lazy was good and all, it would be a shame to waste the day away. As Ophiotaurus returned back into a sleek ebony wheelchair, so did Alaparos change, letting his body contort in odd ways in order to fit itself into a vaguely human shaped vessel. When that was done and over with, He began to wheel himself out. There seemed to be some commotion by the elevator and Alaparos sighed. "If you lovely folks could move, I'd be much obliged." He asked smoothly, his low baritone cutting in as he smiled serenely. He really did want to get on with his day and stairs were simply not an option for him.

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Prompt: [Now that you've made it to the plaza, it seems like you aren't alone. Maybe start up a conversation. Not like you have anything else to do at the moment.]

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Pit was still speechless at the words the headphone-wearing figure had said. They didn't surely have that same vision... They couldn't have... But as soon as the elevator doors slid open, Pit didn't believe what he saw: People. Tons of them. All crowded in the same place Mario had told him to go. Or, at least, the person looked and sounded awfully similar to him anyways, although Pit had seen his fair share of imitators.

The figure with the headphones looked at him with an expression that looked smug and frightened at the same time. "...Guess you can't doubt it now, can you?" they stuttered. Pit nodded slowly: he knew that this figure feared him, as their posture had been very similar the last time Pit had seen them.

The figure began to slowly release themselves from the elevator wall, although it was quite unclear as to whether they were starting to open up to him, or were simply trying to leave the contraption as swiftly as possible, but there was a chance it could've, possibly, been both. But they were already out tof the elevator before Pit could question them. He walked past the metal doors, and looked out into the plaza. I wonder if they all came here for the same reason...


Ralsei looked around the plaza. He had never seen this many people here at once, let alone at such a late hour. He began to wander around, until he bumped into a slim figure wearing headphones.



"It's honestly fine," the figure stated. "I've had my fair share of cuts and bruises."



"I'll be okay, I can just-"




The figure was silent, though unclear if he had nothing to say or was deeply in shock. The figure clearly never experienced magical acts, let alone healing ones. Ralsei watched as they stood there, silently.

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Pearl and Marina leave the elevator, as well, hoping to find some familiar faces. "So... what do we do now, 'Rina?" Pearl asks her bandmate. "I'm not sure, Pearlie," Marina responds. "Maybe we should ask him," she says, motioning towards Pit. "Excuse me, sir, but did you get that strange nightmare, too?" the Octoling asks the angel.

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Pit looked over at the two strange-looking figures that had just spoken to him. They seemed to remind him of Inkling, but couldn't really put a finger on why. He would peer at them, and sigh to himself. "I mean, likely so, if everybody here had the same dream..." Pit thought for a second to try and narrow it down. "The... dude on fire... telling us to meet here, that one, right?"

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Charles looked stunned, watching as the scrape he got from accidentally colliding with that goat figure was now magically gone. 'This must be some sort of illusion, right?' He thought to himself. 'That scrape couldn't have just... disappeared like that...' Charles then decided to look over to the figure, and try to learn how that happened, perhaps.

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"Hey! Uh, goat person! In the green hat!" Ralsei heard the figure cry from the other side of the plaza. He rushed over to them, as to not leave them confused.



"Uh... HOW IN THE WORLD DID YOU EVEN DO THAT, ANYWAYS???"





"Magic? Like, bippity boppity boo?"




"Honestly, practice does make perfect, so I couldn't see why it wouldn't be like that."

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"Yeah, that one," says Pearl. "We got that nightmare, too," says Marina, adjusting her headphones after they fell a bit. "'Sup, dude? I'm Pearl," Pearl says, introducing herself to Pit. "And I'm Marina. Nice to meet you, sir," says Marina, also introducing herself.

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