#thedarknessindreamland

@thedarknessindreamland

the rain was coming down hard, thunder crashing louder than a mike, the wind roaring like a fire lion. Inkie was currently stuck inside of an abandoned old shack, avoiding getting wet at all costs. If any got water on them, they’d start bleeding. For the meantime, the ink child’s only solace was this old worn-down cabin.

Inkie sighed and leaned against the wall, sinking to the floor. They wrapped themselves in their cloak and shivered. The air was frigid and Inkie felt very uncomfortable. They tried to think of something warm, but any attempt brought them to remember the warmth of their parent’s love. That warmth was something Inkie missed so terribly, and the thought made them sad.

[Closed starter for @thedarknessindreamland] It could be said that this matter had not been able to leave their mind. They had already tried to handle it themself, and they hated to admit that they had failed miserably. But there is no shame in asking for help. After all, no one had taught the experiment to be ... who they were supposed to be. The dark warrior's single eye glanced with attention every detail offered by the Dark Castle's interesting structure, it wasn't difficult to reach once he knew how to distinguish from the rest of Dream Land castles (It seemed that the king of those lands enjoyed living in ostentatious way), They made a slight expression of victory by finding the dark inhabitant they were looking for, who seemed to be outside appreciating the day. It wasn't necessary to enter and attract the attention of everyone, a point in favour. Surprisingly it was not Dark Matter, the member of the group who had a direct relationship with them, their goal this time was rather... colorful. The clone did not bother to waste time, and floated towards the artist, direct to the point.

Sectonia Clone: “It sure was kinda graceful… BUT NOW THE PLACE IS A MESS”Dark Matter Clone: [Doesn’t know nothing anymore.]

“What in the name of Silver Submarine?!” 

 Drawcia had awoken that morning with an abrupt start when several of her para sorceresses had come to summon her to the halls of her gallery. Upon the arrival, all traces of drowsiness washed away she she noticed the floors were flooded with what smelled like sea water. 

 “How did this happen?” She looked at the smaller versions of herself as they babbled to themselves in their own child-like tongue. The paras then quickly led her down another hall in the gallery in which a portal painting was pouring out the water in a massive leak. 

 “That leads to Orange Ocean... In Popstar! Impossible! All my portal paintings are one way only and thats from here to the destination I painted them too unless I made them otherwise! There must be a fault in my magic... If thats the case..” She looked around at the nearby paintings, all leading to some part of Popstar or near the world, especially random parts of Dream Land. 

 “Anything can come through... Girls! Quickly, my brushes!” 

He can’t even make out a word as he looks up at her. He’s just begins whimpering. Dark Matter... He had been possessed by a dark matter in the past. It was a rather unpleasant experience, one he did not want to relive. 

The poor dee is shaking, trying to say something, anything to defend himself.

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((Closed RP with Dark Matter from @thedarknessindreamland ))The Dark clone turned violently at the other, with their sword ready for what awaited them. However, they stayed immobile when faced the Dark Matter, her appeareance couldn’t be only a coincidence.“I… I am…”  You? Would that be the right expression? What if she was another clone?