#dreamspace

i need to get better at posting on tumblr again,, here's a pair of ocs that came to me in a dream!!! meet human tech guy Mickey Creed and orc lady Tor, they are time traveling space vigilantes of some sort and they are in love. eventually Tor will have to go on a journey by herself to retrieve her lost in space-and-time lover but for now. they are just being hot and standing around :>) is Mick short or is Tor just a hulking babe? yes.

i made a sort of dressup for them so here's more of that under the cut :)

WELCOME TO THE PHANTASMAGORICAL RELOCATION PROJECT! SEE SOMETHING, SAY NOTHING.

What is Phantasmagorical City?

Phantasmagorical City is a liminal space, dreamcore and weirdcore unfiction project that I have been working on since I was 17. Taking place in the city of Phantasmagorical, the city's council has council has taken it upon themselves to relocate waking people, whom they refer to as Dwellers, to the dream world of Phantasmagorical, in the hopes that it will help the city for the better. You, the viewer, are that Dweller, and are able to interact with the characters of Phantasmagorical through videos, emails, websites, and even this blog here!

What is Unfiction?

Unfiction refers to a project that blurs the line between fiction and reality by being immersive, interactive and set in a universe that interacts with ours. Unlike ARGs, Unfiction is not impacted by user input. The lore of Phantasmagorical exists regardless of what players may do or say, and the ending will not change, even if players attempt to prevent it.

What Sites does Phantasmagorical take place on?

Currently, Phantasmagorical is only run on tumblr, tiktok, and a hidden neocites page, though other pages will be made in the future. On most sites, the account will share the same name as on here, so look out for that if you are curious about other aspects of the game/story!

Character References undercut! All anons/ask will be answered by The City Council unless directed towards a specific resident.

RUNA

INT. LUKA’S ROOM – DAY

RUNA

Luka’s room has always looked like that of the most diligent student. A dream come true for any teacher—stacks of books, everything neatly organized.

But today, it looks deranged, as if infected with some madness or obsession. The whiteboard above the desk is covered in a chaotic maze of notes and pictures.

The room feels uneasy, bombarding my senses with colors and shapes, flooding me with dizziness.

In contrast, Luka has a warm glow of excitement around him.

RUNA

“So that’s what you’ve been doing all this time. Tracking a serial killer.”

LUKA

“We both have. And we’ve been on the trail for a long time. This is from our game.”

RUNA

As I step closer to the map, I recognize the shape. An old map of New York.

Yume’s concept art is plastered all over it, surrounded by dozens of neatly written notes.

“I don’t understand. You’ve skipped our meetings, but you’ve been working on the game?”

His eyes light up with a strange smile. I am lost in the dissonance of the situation—everything about it is fuzzy and unsettling, yet Luka radiates with yellow happiness.

LUKA

“I’ve ventured into the unknown.”

“I had to take this journey all by myself—but now I bring you the boon to share. And our game will never be the same.”

RUNA

It’s unsettling, to be honest.

He often talks like this—like some nineteenth-century gothic novel character.

Normally, I’d joke about it, but I’m in no mood for jokes today.

“You’re freaking me out.”

When he turns towards the map, I swiftly peek into his bedside drawer.

A notebook, painkillers. No drugs in sight.

LUKA

“I might have been a little indisposed lately, but I assure you, I have paid due diligence to our project.”

RUNA

The moment he sits next to me, I study his face. His pupils—are they wider than usual? Could just be the dim light.

I need to know for sure. I grab the bedside lamp and shine it straight into his eyes.

LUKA

“What on earth are you doing?!”

RUNA

He frowns, tries to pull away. I force his eyelids open. He lets me.

“Being worried.”

His pupils shrink normally. I put the lamp down. One theory down.

LUKA

“I appreciate the concern, but I’m not on substance of any kind.”

RUNA

“Then what are you on? Cause you’re clearly on something, Luka.”

LUKA

“What if I told you we could meet in a dream?”

RUNA

His voice turns serious—and strangely inspired.

“Are you gonna offer me the red pill now?”

LUKA

“Perhaps I will do just that.”

RUNA

“So what is this about?”

LUKA

“I think you need to see it for yourself. Have you ever had a lucid dream?”

RUNA

“You mean when you know that you’re dreaming?”

LUKA

“And when you can actively create it. Make your thoughts reality. Spawn entire worlds.” 

RUNA

“Once or twice.”

He pulls his phone and shows me an app. I read the name:

NEM

LUKA

“What I want you to do is quite simple. You download this app, you launch it. You play the recording—you need to use headphones—and then you fall asleep…”

RUNA

“...and then I dream?”

LUKA

“Yes… and no. You need to see it for yourself. We should synchronize, though. Could you go through the procedure at 9 PM? I’ll meet you there…” RUNA

“It’s not possible.”

LUKA

“Then what time do you—”

RUNA

“It’s not possible to meet in dreams, Luka. Whatever you’ve heard—”

LUKA

“I need you to forget what you know about the world, just for a moment. This software allows you to do more than just dream…”

RUNA

He points to the app on his phone.

LUKA

“It synchronizes your brainwaves with–”

RUNA

“Don’t pull this hippie pseudoscience on me.”

LUKA

“Look, Runa, just trust me, please?”

RUNA I nod. But I don’t like where this is going.

LUKA

“You launch the app. You play the recording. And then… wherever you are… you just need to find a way out.” 

RUNA

“If you want me to even consider giving it a shot, you need to do better at explaining.” 

LUKA

“In the dream, you need to find a way outside of wherever you are. Follow a road, go down the stairs…The moment you begin looking for it, the path will unfold before you.” RUNA

“If you say so…”

LUKA

“Once you’re out, you’ll reach The Chrysalis. That’s where I’ll meet you.”

RUNA 

“Chrysalis…? Like… a moth cocoon?”

LUKA

“Or butterfly. It’s a symbol. A threshold. Before the wings form. You’re still sealed shut… but everything’s already changing.”

RUNA

I don’t like how calmly he says that.

LUKA

“Like the liminal space between reality and dream. Poetic, isn’t it?”

RUNA

“This is the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard from you.”

LUKA

“I know. But trust me. It will all fall into place once you get there.”

RUNA

Something is really wrong with Luka. Maybe he got into some cult? Perhaps there’s only one way to find out.

LUKA

The river and the moon

colored pencil and pen, Los Angeles, 2018

If I could only show you my dreams. Listen to me, I dream in deep blue. Deep deep blue.

Visceral, almost violet blue.

And reds.

People have been asking me what happened to the Dreamspace site for ages, and when I was gonna do something about it.

So, I finally found a backup of the site and uploaded it to neocities where it was hosted originally (and by originally i mean for the first few days of the first installment coming out in 2013 where neocities was down a lot).

Here you go, a trippy tale of gifs and interfaces done by my sleep deprived self over 10 years ago, with music by Neon Shudder and editing on parts 2 and 3 by @blackiochronicles

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