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@omendreamed
omendreamed is a slightly silly pokémon(?) oc roleplay blog (?). follows back from legendwrought. all other rules from that blog apply, in addition to one: this blog only interacts via asks. i will not write threads. i will only answer asks sent to this blog, or send in character asks to mutuals' inboxes. dreams are strange and fleeting things.
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when he sleeps, Hau finds himself upon an island. small and secluded. familiar yet strange. there sits a man, hooded, hunched. he gazes up at Hau with eyes unlike any he had ever seen—like crystal clear water, reflecting the sky back at him. eventually he looks so deeply back into them that he falls in.
hau sees his home. his friends, his family. the faces of people he loves. alola stretches out before him. out beyond the island, the bars of a birdcage rise up into the sky. the door is open.
he feels compelled to fly. to soar up and out of the cage that confines him. beyond its bars he will see the world, many worlds, all laid out before him. landscapes both familiar and alien passing beneath him as he flies, as the seasons change. spring, summer, autumn, winter, and repeat. over and over again as he ventures further and further from his home.
eventually his journey brings him back to alola. to his home. the people are gone, replaced with faces not quite familiar to him. the seasons continue to pass. the faces change. less and less like the friends he once knew.
they are gone. now all that awaits him are strangers.
(the hooded man watches on the whole time, somewhere in the edges of Hau's consciousness. Hau awakes with a pit of dread in his chest.)
[ xoxo omendreamed ]
He barely realized he had dozed off, but it was bound to happen. Curled up in the sunshine that poured in through his bedroom window on his brand new bed, Hau finds himself on an island. There's a strange guy on the island. He's never met him before, and yet he feels so compelled to look into his eyes. They're not a sight he can place, and yet-- He falls in. The dream starts off warm. Cozy. Like a tight hug. There's a birdcage surrounding them on the horizon, but the door's open. The sight of his loved ones gives them the courage to fly, and so he does. Faster and faster he goes, towards the opening between the bars. What he finds beyond the door is amazing. Sights he's never seen, and sights he could've only dreamed of seeing when he was younger. Some he recognizes, others are brand new and therefore even more thrilling. Before he knows it, seasons pass. He's enjoying his life, feeling free, and then... He's back in Alola.
But something feels off.
Hau looks around, but barely recognises anyone. The people he cared for aren't around anymore. There's not much familiarity left besides the islands, and even those are looking different than he remembers.
Where's everyone gone? No, it couldn't be-- The courage and joy he once had fade, and the door closes once more. He wakes up gasping for air, tears streaming down his cheeks.
anyway since this guy is an extremely weird muse I am going to heavily encourage plotting. the more i know about your muse and whatever they're up to, the easier it will be to interact. I also highly encourage taking the initiative and dropping something in my inbox here if you're interested in interacting, since that will by far be the easiest way to get something going.
when Cyrus sleeps, his dreams that night carry him atop mount coronet. at its peak sits a shrouded man. his eyes are clouded by the cosmos themselves. "Divinity does not wait idly by."
( sweet dreams, ❤️ @ omendreamed )
It's not often Cyrus remembers his dreams. When he does, it's a dream with aspects so familiar he can't be certain whether he was dreaming or not.
This time was different. It'd linger in his mind not because of its familiarity. He'd never encountered this figure, nor the marred dream-state face he had, and that stood out.
"I know this."
He doesn't speak, he thinks he does.
Cyrus is at ease, self-assurred, as though the top of this mountain were his domain. So he approaches, and when he sees the stars in the figure's eyes he feels as though they, too, were his domain.
Drawing closer, until all he can see are stars.
"-- Only those who do can achieve. Those who do become divine."
He has no faith but for what lay in himself.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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okay so i'd like you to a imagine a guy who got trapped in the dream world like 4,000 years ago. fortunately(?) he was a psychic so he got oracle powers about it. if you find him in your dreams you can ask him for a prophecy but be warned after he watched the downfall of his own civilization through the eyes (and nightmares) of his people he kind of went off the metaphorical deep end. lost in the dream sauce. so the prophecy is going to be very weird and probably deeply unpleasant to experience.
