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the dream generator meme

The Dream Generator™ is an exciting new device that allows the user to select from a list of dreams that he or she wishes to experience as they sleep. No more random fluctuations of the subconscious, no more repetitions of the same dream, no more nightmares to shake you from sleep - only the dream that you wish to see!

...or that's how it's supposed to function. Unfortunately it seems that some of the Dream Generator™ units have shipped with a few minor bugs, but it's nothing that can't be worked out or repaired. Simply call the toll-free number and the technicians can send a replacement unit!

Unfortunately, you have to finish the dream first.

These things do happen when an uncertain technology is released to the public when it isn't quite ready, so even if the majority of Dream Generator™ users get what they're looking for, there are a handful who experience...glitches. They might get a dream they didn't request, or the dream might turn into a nightmare instead. Some get so drawn into their dreams that they forget it isn't actually real. And every now and then there are reports of people who are somehow drawn into another's Dream Generator™ dream even when they don't have a unit of their own, a phenomenon that has yet to be explained.

Still, the only way to find out if your Dream Generator™ is one of the defective ones is to use it, and should you be trapped in a dream not of your choosing (or one of someone else's choosing) there's nothing to do but wait for it to end.

OPTIONS

1. Defying Gravity: You're falling, flying, or simply floating just above the ground. If it's a pleasant dream you might enjoy swooping about in mid-air, but if you've found yourself in a nightmare you might be grasping desperately for anything to break your fall.

2. Trapped: You're locked in a room, trapped in a box, or simply unable to find the exit from the building no matter how hard you look.

3. Sudden Nudity: Your clothes just vanished in the blink of an eye and you're in a public place. Hopefully you can sneak away before someone notices. Or are they all staring at you right now?

4. Rise to Power: You're the king of the world! Literally. Or maybe the CEO of a corporation, or the most famous celebrity in the world. Would you enjoy your newfound power, or does it terrify you?

5. Searching: There's something terribly important that you have to find, but no matter where you look it eludes you.

6. Chased: Something is following you. Something terrible and frightening, but you don't dare look back to see what it is.

7. Alternate Universe: This is your life as it could have been. What if you'd made a different choice way back when? Or are you now back in high school, ready to take a different path than the one you originally followed?

8. Metamorphosis: There's something different about you. Maybe you've been genderswapped, or maybe you've turned into an animal? Or you're suddenly fifty years older and dealing with the effects of aging. This could be awesome, or it could be the ultimate in body horror.

9. Paralysis: You can't move, for whatever reason. If you believed in folklore it could be that there's a demon sitting on your chest, or maybe there's another reason for it in your dream.

10. Sense Distortion: You could be more or less sensitive to touch, or perhaps one of your other senses is malfunctioning. Maybe you're abruptly blind, trapped in darkness, or every sound is suddenly painfully loud to your ears.

11. Illness: You're sick or badly injured, possibly even near death. Will you enjoy being tended to by your nurse, or will you have a heart-wrenching deathbed scene?

12. Catastrophe: Something terrible is happening, whether it's a natural disaster or a manmade accident.

13. Supernatural: Either you're surrounded by the strange and bizarre, or you now have supernatural powers. Will you use them for good or for awesome? Or will your power destroy you?

14. Wildcard: Pick a dream option not listed here.

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((OOC: human!Fluttershy also available))

[It was late, that "darkest before the dawn" part of the night, at Fluttershy's home. Chris sat alone, running his fingers over the cloth of the creature power suit. It seemed like it had been ages since he last wore it, with all its working parts anyway. It had even been locked away just in case, and if asked he wouldn't be able to tell you how he'd gotten hold of it.

But here it was, and he knew he shouldn't-- non-humans wearing the suits was the biggest Don't there was --but surely he was human enough, right? Just... just once more wouldn't hurt. He wouldn't even turn it on, it'd be enough just to wear it.

He slid an arm through one hole and then pulled it down over his head, pushing his remaining arm through the other hole. Unfortunately as he was tugging it down straight the pressure seemed to be just right to activate the button, and then nothing else mattered. There was no disk in the suit, no animal nearby to be touched, but the suit didn't care. It seemed to have all it needed, and the paw pad zapped before flaring with light.

But it was wrong. The typical green may have lasted for just a second before it turned into an angry red, and by the time Chris realized he was in trouble the suit had hooked into his body, and it was much too late. He slumped forward with a strangled noise, then jerked back and his hands went to his head, the suit illuminating the darkness, the crimson glow giving everything in the room a faint, bloody tinge.]

[Fluttershy had just been finishing up some things when the air suddenly went cold, an ominous feeling hanging heavily through it. Looking up from her work, she glanced around and rose to her feet.]

Ch-Chris...?

[Something...something felt wrong.]

[Chris slid forward off his seat and staggered, nearly swaying down to his knees before managing to catch his own weight.

The red light seemed to swirl around him, more than the usual activations of a power suit. This was more like an aura, a fell mist that surrounded his body, only accentuating this fact when the crimson was tinged with brown and then black, as if burning as it twisted around.

A roar echoed through the room, though not one ripped from his own throat. This one seemed to come from the air around him, and as the sound faded the light pulled in and coated his body, which finally fell to hands and knees.]

[The cry made her jump, but she was up the stairs in a hurry, rushing towards Chris' room and throwing the door open.

Then her eyes widened at the sight before her, a gasp hitting her throat.]

Chris!

[Fluttershy would be met with a creature that seemed to be half human, half shadow, and all eldritch. It was hard to pin down what his form looked like exactly, because the edges were hazy and seemed to be glitching in and out of this plane. Some sort of shape akin to broken wings were above the crouched figure, and somewhere in the general chest area the reddened paw pad still burned.

One eye, one singular eye that was left human, looked up with fright when Fluttershy entered. His voice popped and gurgled with an otherworldly hiss, and a new horror came into that face. Not of what was happening to him, but that she had to see it.]

йаttреshалф...?

[She stood at the door, completely frozen as she stared at him. Fear and concern warred in her widened eyes, and try as she did to speak, no sound made it past her throat, save for one word.]

Ch...Chris...?

[He opened his mouth as if to say something else but was choked off, and he drew back as the pad glowed even brighter than before.

The shadows in the room deepened and then spread out to every corner save, strangely, where Fluttershy was standing. It caused the air to vibrate, chilling deeply to a winter-like temperature; conversely, a boiling hiss rose up from the demon, the tail behind him lashing out at nothing.]

[She gasped.] Chris!

[She ran towards him, driven forward through the shadows by all the emotions conflicting within her.

Electricity continue to crackle from the suit even as she neared, and she cried out when it shot at her as she tried to reach out to him.]

[The shadows bowed around her, seeming reluctant to touch her. The suit showed no such attitude however, nearly zapping her when she came close. Chris's voice shouted her name again in that garbled mix of demon speak and English, with a second horrified gasp when another bolt struck her, zapping across the back of her hand.

The change was almost immediate. Chris drew back and clutched his head, then arched backwards with a loud, heart-wrenching roar. Dark light surrounded him and the red glow of the pad spread over his body, again burning to black as it encased his form.

Then he began to... change. The mists shook and reformed, stretched and solidified, pulling like taffy and then swirling in on themselves. A pair of glowing eyes appeared in the shadows, then two hellish vulture-like wings unfurled. Four legs came down with the unmistakable clop of hooves, and the newly formed creature stood tall, taller than any other kind of horse, shaking out a shadowy, fluffy mane. But this was a demonic sort of horse, one that was only half-formed, standing on legs that were too ghostly to be able to support that weight.

The wings flapped once and then folded in, an action that didn't even stir the fog that still clung to his body.]

[The shock of electricity had her reeling back, a sizable mark scorched in her skin. But seeing him transform before her eyes...and then seeing what he had become...

Her eyes widened, filled with terror, as her hands covered her mouth to stifle another gasp.]

[Reacting to her he starts to back up, growling a little in fright- a very un-horselike sound.

Then it changes to a hiss and the eyes open wide, the more neutral white bleeding over to bright red. The shadows pooled on the floor immediately swirl around her, crawling up to her knees and clinging to her skin before beginning to glow.

Little balls of light drift down them from her body and disappear the closer they get to Chris, who looks down with wide eyes. Once realizing what's going on he rears back and tosses his head, letting out a distressed, echoing whinny. His eyes flicker between white and red, and still the energy leak continues.]

[The effect is immediate; she staggers slightly, suddenly feeling exhausted. Part of her knows she had to get out of there, to do something...

But the shadows press in around her, weighing down on her mind. It was hard to think, to breathe, to move...

Her eyes shut tight as the darkness continues to bear down on her, suffocating her senses, and she can't help the soft, pained cry as her energy continues to wane.]

[For his part Chris seemed to be thrashing around, bucking and kicking at the shadows, the air, whatever might have been in reach. Coming down on his hooves he looked to Fluttershy through squinted eyes, and staggered over.

Reaching her, he bowed his head and nudged her, then again, as hard as he could. Anything to break the contact between her and the floor.]

[It worked, though perhaps a little too well; in his desperation Chris might have shoved her too hard, sending her stumbling backwards.

Off balance and disoriented, she cries out sharply as she hits the wall behind her, then slumps to the floor.]

[His eyes widen and he stumbles backwards, shocked at what happened. Then his teeth, fanged and too many in number, clench before he paws furiously at the ground. The shadows "splash" under his hooves and he rears his head back, letting out an unholy screech.

On his chest, the paw pad flared brightly and then cracked, right down the middle. The darkness making him up split and pulled apart, stretching back out into fetid light and curling mists. It seemed to be too much, lingering too long at the limit, and then--

With a snap everything abruptly ended, the room returning to a normal, if slightly shaken state. Chris stood there as his human-looking self, head hanging and tail limp on the floor behind him. In either hand was one half of the creature power suit, still crackling feebly.

Looking up suddenly with teary eyes he dropped the halves and ran across the room to her.]

Fluttershy!!

[Even as he ran up to her, she didn't move. Her body was nearly completely still as she lay on her front, save for the very faint, very shallow breaths that her body seemed to struggle to take. The back of her head was matted with crimson streaks that ran down through her hair, staining her skin and clothes with the little life essence that was left.

Because even without that...the amount of energy drained had been too much, more than her body was able to function without. With barely anything left, her body was shutting down.

One could almost feel her slipping away.]

[This... this had to be a nightmare, right? C'mon, wake up. Wake up.

Please...

Chris knelt beside Fluttershy and looked over her, his breath coming in shallow, broken gasps. He swallowed thickly and then reached out, taking hold of her shoulders, looping one arm under her, on the verge of outright tears.]

[The slight movement seemed to jar something, and with a soft, raspy groan, Fluttershy's eyes opened.

But there was barely anything there; the usually bright light was too dull.]

[Chris leans up when she moves, but everything crashes down with despair at the lightless look in her eyes. He cupped a hand behind her head, ignoring the unpleasant wet feeling he found.]

F...Fluttershy...

[The breaths she took were few and far in between, but the sound of her name had her looking up at him with pain-filled eyes.

But it wasn't the physical pain of her injuries that was the source. Instead it was that of the question that seemed to burn into him, the look clear in her eyes as tears began to fill them.

How could you?

Then her eyes closed; the tears falling free was the last movement from her as her body fell slack in his arms.]

[His voice caught in his throat, the tears coming unabated now, falling on her cooling skin.

No. No! This... this couldn't be! This just...]

Fluttershy...

[He leans over her, holding her close, even as he felt utterly loathsome at the final look in her eyes.

Then the strain of the transformations, the dual plane habitation and the eldtritch creature, and finally crashing into the valley of despair and lovelessness seemed to take its toll on him. His thin body shook and he dropped his head, moaning a little in pain that was both physical and not. A sudden cough, and another, and blood flecked his lips.

He was going south fast, he knew it. His limbs weakened but he held on to Fluttershy as best he could, even as the world closed in around him. A skipping, failing heartbeat sounded in his ears, slowing...

Slowing...

....thump.]

Flutter....shy....

[With a loud gasp Chris sat up in bed, breathing deeply, frightened eyes staring out into the darkened bedroom. Almost immediately he scrambled backwards, hitting the headrest with a solid whump and a whimper of lingering fright.]

Edited 2013-08-09 08:15 (UTC)

[Beside him, Fluttershy stirred, murmuring sleepily as she rubbed her eyes and glanced over at him.]

Chris...? [She says his name around a yawn, waiting until it subsides before trying again.] You all right...?

[The sound of her voice makes him jump out of his skin and he scoots sideways, hand lurching off the side of the bed. Catching himself he slid off proper and backed up like a frightened animal, not stopping until he hit the wall.

Whatever was affecting him still showed in his eyes, a look of deep haunting.]

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human!Fluttershy, demon AU, let's see how many negative numbers we can stuff into this- shot