Nightmares Meme

[digital_memory]

Your nightmares follow you like a shadow...

You're trapped in your worst nightmare and worse yet,
you've dragged someone right along in with you.
You feel like you can't escape and any fear you've ever had
is coming true or you're being forced to watch helplessly as
someone you care about is in mortal danger or pain but you can't save them.

Whatever you fear the most can and will come true.

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1. motions. you're trapped in your worst nightmare, forced to through the horror to completion with whoever you've drawn into your dream.
2. chased. you're both being chased by something horrible, but it feels more like you're running in place.
3. tortured. held down and tortured in every way imaginable. Can whoever else is in your dream save you?
4. helpless. you're helpless, only able to watch as the person dragged into your dream is hurt, tortured, or otherwise in danger, but you can't help.
5. tormentor. the person in your dream is not there to help, but to hurt. They are not a friend... at least not right now. Maybe they're fighting against whatever is urging them to hurt you or are taking great delight in it.
6. uncontrolled. you're hurting someone you care about and taking delight in it... or at least outwardly. Inside, you might be fighting it with everything you've got.
7. other. mix and match or make your own up.

 

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[bifroster]

[She had to keep running. Whatever it was, whatever was chasing her would only kill her. Jane could smell blood, almost feel its claws, or maybe it were swords. Her breath labored. Her vision swam and became darker.

It was catching up.]

Sorry, it was the first thing that came to mind.

[iamagod]

[ Loki was suddenly beside her, running as she was, but his hooves were a hard, solid staccato on the barren landscape. He tossed his head and his mane of black hair blew back in the wind.

Strange, he should be female in this, for what was the point in this chase if he remained male? But something was different, something was wrong. What chased him was far more thirsty than a stallion chasing a mare in heat.

He was afraid.

Turning to the young woman running by his side, he neighed softly and let his voice speak directly to her mind. ]

Hurry, on my back.

s'okay <333 i'm open to anything

[bifroster]

[Jane gasped and almost stumbled when he spoke in her mind, but she was too afraid of the monster coming closer and closer to her and the horse that must be Loki. Why else would it have his voice? Going on pure adrenaline, she jumped onto his back and held on for dear life, trusting him.

Behind them, if they look, they will see a huge, swarming mass of red and black swirling and consuming everything as it goes, tendrils stretching for them.]

[iamagod]

[ One should never trust the god of lies, but for once, Jane made a good choice for surely his horse form can ride faster than her running can. His hooves pounded upon the earth, digging up huge clods of black dirt in their wake.

But they seemed to be going nowhere. The monster was still gaining behind them despite Loki's greatest efforts to outrun that feeling of fear. ]

It's gaining. [ He hoped he didn't sound as desperate as he felt. ]

[bifroster]

[Jane trusted him because whatever they were in, she knew it would come after both of them. So she knows that working together might save them.]

Don't give up, please!

[iamagod]

[ This was not Svaðilfari's wild passions he was outrunning and leading on a merry chase. This was something greater, more terrible than anything he had ever known. Whatever it was, it was formidable and it was gaining. ]

We cannot outrun this.

[ It was strange to be helping Thor's mortal woman, but Loki didn't want to face whatever it was alone. So he turned abruptly and headed into a cave that didn't seem to be there before. It was dark as the starless night, perfect for hiding in. ]

[bifroster]

[No, this was no merry chase. Whatever was hunting them would kill them. So when he dives into the cave, she holds her breath and keeps quiet. She's not afraid of the dark; she has spent too many nights under the stars for it to develop. She whispers.]

Thank you.

[The beast rages, not knowing they're hidden just yet.]

[iamagod]

[ The shape of the horse dissolved beneath her, leaving Jane suddenly plummeting to the rocky ground below. Somewhere in the perfect darkness behind her, Loki spoke up. ]

Oh, I wouldn't thank me. There is now a raging beast searching the area, and you are about to distract it from me.

[bifroster]

[Jane cries out in pain and she can feel rocks biting into her knees and palms.]

What? Loki—?

[She gets up and turns around, trying to see. Outside of the cave they can hear the creature roaring outside, and feel tremors making parts of the cave collapse.]

[iamagod]

[ Laughter filled the cave from a source close behind her. ]

Good bye, Jane Foster, my brother's beloved mortal.

[bifroster]

Wait—Loki!

[All of the sudden, the cloud of red and black comes swarming into the cave, making everything hot and suffocating, smelling of death. Because in her confusion, it clicked. She figured out what it was.]

[iamagod]

[ But Loki was gone, having left through other magical means and leaving Jane behind to deal with the monster called to them. All that remained was his sinister laughter at having taken away something his brother values. ]

[bifroster]

[Except that he hasn't taken anything away, not really, because the monster is what she feared the most: more than Thor being killed, Loki taking over, it's a manifestation of what took away her mother. The disease you could only treat and sometimes delay.

Inside her mind, Jane chokes and is consumed by it.

When she wakes up, all she can do is cry into her pillow.]