The Lotus Eater Machine Meme

[wineandcheese7]

The Lotus Eater Machine Meme

Your character falls asleep, or is knocked out, and finds themselves in a dreamworld which is their own personal paradise.

However, this is a trap - And now, their friends have to come and wake them up!

Your character can be the Dreamer or the Dream-diver, who's trying to wake them up. Being the Villain who entrapped them in the first place, or a fellow slumberer trapped in the Dream is fine too.

[Sample Dream Scenarios]

1. It's pretty much the same as their real life, except that it's just a little bit sparklier and nicer then normal.

2. It looks close to their real life on the surface, but the sparkle factor is much stronger in this one - They're basically whatever they wanted to be, deep down inside. Maybe they wanted to be the smartest, or most popular, or most beautiful, or most talented person in their class, town or family? Well, now they will be!

3. It's a wish fulfillment fantasy, plain and simple - They wanted to be a pop singer or a movie star? Well, now they are!

4. Pull out all the stops - Want to be a King or a Queen, or maybe a Magical Girl? It doesn't matter how impossible it is in their real life - In this dream scenario, those wishes will all come true!

5. They wanted their father, mother or any other person important to them to say they were proud of them? They wanted to be considered to be better then their brother, sister, other family member or fellow student, etc etc etc? Those wishes have been granted - Too bad it's all a dream...

6. Be it the death of important people or something else, they bad thing that hurt them badly never happened - or even better, was averted at the last moment, in this dream scenario.

7. Something Else

[The Roles]

1. The Dreamer - Your character is the one trapped in the Dream World the Lotus Eater Machine is generating.

2. The Dream-diver - Your character is the one who is trying to save the person who's trapped in their dreams.

3. The Villain - Your character the one who trapped whoever it was in the Dream-world in the first place.

4. The Fellow Slumberer - Your character just happened to be trapped in the same Dream as the Dreamer is.

5. Something Else

[How To]

1. Post as your character. (Please write down the name and canon/fandom of the character in the subject line, and also if they're canon, AU, crossover or OC, etc.)

2. Please choose your character's role, and set the first scene. If they're the Dreamer, please describe the Dream they're trapped in.

3. The mun who's tagging choses their own roles for their own characters.

4. Tag, thread and have fun!

Comments

Russia Cat / Hetalia

[kittenteam]

[Scenario - 2. Role - Dreamer.]

[Russia Cat is slumbering on Yekaterina's lap, while Ivan comes home with a smile, Natasha following him briskly.

We're home!]

Grell Sutcliff | Kuroshitsuji Anime | Dreamer | 4

[deathknellgrell]

Oh Bassie, darling. I don't know what to say~♥

[ In Grell's fantasy, Sebastian is on bended knee, holding a bouquet of red roses, a heart-shaped box of chocolates, and offering up an outrageously gaudy, diamond-encrusted ruby ring. ]

Fellow (unwilling) Dreamer!

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ William's not sure what exactly just happened - weren't they just battling that revolting demon? - but seeing this is making him rather sick to his stomach. ]

You should say no.

Integra Hellsing | Hellsing | Dreamer - scenerio 1

[integra_hellsing]

[ Integra is sitting at her desk, all of her paper work is done. London isn't on fire and there's no nazi vampires running around, as a matter of fact the moon is quite large at her balcony window. Walter hasn't gone off to work for the enemy, either; he's just poured her tea with his usual warm smile before going on his way.

For once, there's no ringing phones, no one is harassing her, no paper work -- it's just peace and quiet... ]

NEVER GONNA GIVE YA UP - Dreamer too

[eatmywings]

[Alucard has many dreams and fantasies. It's a shame that somehow, her dream got melded with his by accident.

Thankfully, it wasn't a nightmare. Far from it. If anything...

He knocked on the door and he appeared right before her, wearing a classic English black butler uniform.]

My Lady. [Oh so polite and he tried his best to even put on a Brit accent. His effort is a genuine one. He even took a curtsy bow.] How can I serve you tonight?

Trixie Lulamoon | My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic | Dreamer | 3

[cape_and_wizard_hat]

[The Great and Powerful Trixie is a legend. She's as known across Equestria as the princesses. she's the master storyteller and per magical power rivals an alicorn's.

She's in Canterlot in a theater backstage, getting ready for one of her shows. And of course both the princesses will be in the crowd.]

Dream-Diver

[bloodbonds]

[Oops, wasn't the backstage off limits? SHIKI doesn't seem to care as he casually strolls in and plops on a seat.]

Aren't you tired of this yet?

SHIKI Tohno | Tsukihime | Dream-Diver/Dreamer

[bloodbonds]

[Dream-Diver]

[SHIKI leans over you from behind, looking at you with the most pitying face he can manage.]

Iii~diot. What the heck are ya lingering here for?

[Dreamer]

[SHIKI was in a mansion, surrounded by several identical long haired brunettes. Some of them were studying, some would be drinking tea, and still others were being dragged around by an active redhead with her shier identical twin. There was also a poorly drawn guy with glasses that would come from time to time to bully them. Whenever they tripped or ran into a problem, they'd call for their big brother and SHIKI would run to their aid. He ran from one part of the mansion to another nonstop to help them, but he never got tired. These smiles were all he ever needed. Nothing else mattered anymore.]

Sakuma Jirou | Inazuma Eleven

[kickspenguins]

[Dreamer]

[He's with his team, all of them and they're laughing because they've just won Football Frontier and he can't be happier. This is where he belongs and these are the people he belongs with.]

Dream-diver ;A;

[rhythmpowered]

[... It's almost painful.

Narukami knows he's supposed to wake Sakuma from this dream and yet... he just can't bear to do it. Sakuma looks so happy; trying to tear him away from this would make Narukami feel like he was kicking a puppy! Even so, Narukami knows he's going to have to wake Sakuma eventually, and preferably sooner or later.]

Sakuma!

alois trancy | kuroshitsuji II | dreamer | 1, 3, & 6?

[ex_romanticize548]

(ooc: but, i am open for other scenarios, too, so if you have anything else in mind ignore this, go for something else, and i'll follow after!)

[ it's a little after nine in the morning, and alois is at the breakfast table sipping a glass of cranberry and raspberry juice. there's partially eaten biscuits with marmalade, eggs, and sausage on his plate. everything seems absolutely ordinary, like any other day (or, the beginning to one), except that he's still in his nightgown and his hair still isn't brushed.

and, that there's no sense of urgency. even when things are quiet, there's always an under-layer of fright, worrying, anxiety. Sebastian Michaelis Is Alive; or, Claude Faustus Will Leave Him. but, none of that, whatsoever, exists right now. it's an internal peace, something he's never quite experienced and he's not sure why he isn't leaping around the house, all laughter and cheering.

sebastian michaelis is dead. he knows this, but doesn't really know why he knows it, only that he does know it. he doesn't recall seeing the actual proof. when he closes his eyes, carefully returns his glass to the table, he cannot summon up any images of sebastian's lifeless body. ciel isn't eaten, but he's thriving and tucked safe somewhere—he's not so certain where, for that matter either.

claude's eyes don't glaze over at him anymore, which is the best thing of all. ]

Death | Sandman | Dreamer | 4

[timeofyourlife]

[Death is... alive? She feels so mortal! It's weird being in only one place and one time all at once, but it's new and she rather thinks she likes it.]

The Villain, naturally

[marysuit]

(There goes Desire playing in dear brother's sandbox, naughty naughty. The Endless sits on a lounge chair, one cigarette propped daintily in her fingers.)

Feels good, doesn't it?

Ragdoll | Secret Six | Dreamer | 5

[raggedy_doll]

[ It really is too bad that this is all incredibly, ridiculously fake.

Years ago -- quite a lot of years, really -- this sort of thing might have thrilled him. After all, even up until depressingly recently, he had wished his father could see how he had persevered and grown and changed into someone with talent. Someone worth a bit of pride. Of course, he had been disillusioned of that naive hope quite forcibly back when they were still having trouble with the Society.

Right now, though, that fact was... fuzzy. He couldn't remember things clearly beyond what was currently in front of his eyes. What he could vaguely recall, however, was that both his father and his sister were so different from reality as to be completely and utterly unrecognizable, which ruined the immersion of this experience just a tad. ]

"Something wrong, Peter?"

[ Showing any sort of mild concern at all, for example. Really, now, this was just shoddy work. He was playing along for the moment, though, out of morbid curiosity. ]

Oh, no. No, nothing at all, father dearest. I'm splendid. Not feeling at all strange, are you? No?

dream-diver

[juniorsister]

[ His family may be incredibly unrecognisable, but the person who dives into this dream (apt, considering her getup) is even more outlandish.

Due in part, a large part, to the outfit she wears, which renders her gender indeterminable for the moment.

The voice, however, still comes out; muffled, but a very close match to the sister Ragdoll knows in reality, rather than the one in his dreams now. ]

Brother?

Is that you?

nepeta leijon | homestuck | dreamer #3

[moirailcompass]

[EVERYONE IS ALIVE AND SAFE AND HAPPY. The game is officially over and they have all been given a peaceful world to live in, populated by humans and trolls alike. And maybe a certain nubby horned troll returns her feelings]

Itachi Uchiha / Naruto / Dreamer / #6

[itachi_san]

Itachi finds himself in the greatest dream he could ever hope for - one in which he was never ordered to massacre his clan.

Edward Elric | Fullmetal Alchemist (2003) | Dreamer | 6

[rewritethis]

[Another beautiful afternoon in this sleepy rural village, where absolutely nobody happens to be missing any parents or body parts - beautiful enough to lure even the most insufferable bookworm outdoors. So here he is, on a hillside.

As he turns a page, he briefly feels a little uneasy (and why is he dressed like this?), but a few intriguing scribbles in the margin overleaf drive the thought out of his mind. More stuff he can ask his dad about! Not just yet, though - it can wait until the evening. Days like this should last forever.]

Sherlock Holmes - BBC's Sherlock

[notquiteheartless]

[221 B Baker Street.

The little flat has never looked more normal. With its open doorways and the scent of chemicals wafting in from the kitchen. The staircase leading downstairs to A and C, Mrs Hudson and the empty basement accordingly. A door on one side leading to his bedroom. Another staircase leading to John's room. The two chairs angled in slightly. The sofa. The laptops-- one on the coffee table, one of the larger table usually used as a desk. The mobiles. His trophies, perched in their cases and on the mantle. Every book in place. His skull. Even a folded newspaper near John's computer.

Sherlock Holmes knew it wasn't real.

He knew the last place he had been was a dingy flat with boarded up windows that hadn't been occupied for at least two years. A poor excuse for a chemistry set lined one wall, the other tacked with articles and strings in his hunt to find James Moriarty before the man could continue his criminal web. Mycroft might stop by to make sure he was at least pretending to eat... or to bring him the white powder that allowed him to work for days on end without food or rest. He'd worn down his brother until there was no choice but to take the forged prescriptions and bring back what he needed.

Dream or delusion, imagination or overdose. Hell, for all he knew, he might be dead. Maybe this was what dying was. Going to the one place that's really home.

Still, if knowing it isn't real isn't waking him up... he'll just have to wait it out. If it ever ends.

Idly, his fingers trail along the armrest of the old-fashioned chair to the right, with its Union Jack pillow on the seat, and he takes his place in his chair, settling in to the familiar position, steepling his fingers and closing his eyes.

Not bad, for a trick of the mind. His powers of observation put to interesting work, at least.]

[theblogger]

[ 221 B Baker Street is full of dust and unlabeled boxes. John knows because that's how he left it. And he was supposed to finish choosing what to keep and move them all out this month... and the month before that, and before that. He knows that he has to, it's not fair to Mrs. Hudson to give her an unusable room (with its holes in the wall and the scratches on the table), but every time he tries to move forward, it comes back to this.

It's not real. It's a life he's left behind and a memory that haunts him. Sherlock Holmes is dead.

That doesn't make it any easier to turn his back and head back down the stairs. Where would he run?

John shuts the door behind him. ]

Just where I left you.

[ He sighs (not whispers), and doesn't know what to expect. Doesn't know quite what he's doing, either, but he's moving forward, lightly thumping the chair next to Sherlock's head once. It tended to happen when Sherlock had reached his limit for mental holiday. Sometimes it worked to bring him back, sometimes it didn't. ]

Alright, stop it now. Time to do that maintenance thing.

[ Part of him is terrified Sherlock won't snap out of it here, that he'll continue to be unreachable and as cold as the marble that marks his grave. ]

Saft | original character | dreamer | 6

[whitescalesbigmouth]

[A rooster crows signaling that it's time for Saft to wake up. She pretty much leaps out of bed. Only, this isn't her bed. She doesn't recognize this room at all. Okay, that's a little weird - perhaps her uncle had the answer. She makes it to the hall way and notices wherever this was it definitely wasn't her home yet she had a vague memory of being some place like this before.]

--Nivalis?

[That was a woman's voice. A woman Saft doesn't recognize at all. She panics and goes to duck down in the hall somewhere. Whoever has her here knows her name. Whoever has her here knows her REAL name. Perhaps they're friendly? Regaining her courage Saft takes a deep breath and makes her way downstairs...She was starting to wonder what had happened to her uncle and Festivus. When Saft finally makes it downstairs she's found herself in what appears to be a kitchen. A woman is standing at the table, with long brown hair and a warm smile upon her face.]

--There you are dear. I was beginning to think you were never going to wake up, Come help me peel some potatoes, It's not very nice to keep your poor mother waiting like this.

[Saft still looks a little confused, if not a little shell-shocked.] ...My mother?

--Don't be silly, Of course your mother...Nivalis, are you alright? You've been having those dreams again haven't you? Well don't you worry dear, You're safe here...It's just me and you, I'll keep you safe from any of those nasty nightmares you've been suffering from.

[Saft's still a little skeptical of course, but there's still plenty of time to convince her otherwise.]

-

Julian Steele | OC | Dreamer | 6

[lostinthefog]

It is the night he has been waiting for so long, and it is great. Julian is on stage with his band, singing the last lines of the final song to a cheering audience. Everyone is exhausted now that the show is almost over, tired, but happy.

When the music comes to an end and the lights go on, he still stands there, grinning widely, and nothing looks odd about his teeth or eyes. He sees his big brother standing in the crowd and waves before leaving the stage along with his fellow band members. The girl who had been sitting behind the drums jumps up to follow him and give him a happy, relieved hug on their way backstage.

It has been perfect. It is the first night of many to follow. And it won't end in horror this time.

2

[a_time_slip]

"JULIAN!" called Janie, trying to get backstage. She had to let him know, had to tell him what was going on before it was too late. "JULIAN!"

She didn't think he could hear her. It was a dream, so Janie had to puch her way forward. Anything to get to her friend. She didn't realize it made her look like a crazed fan.

Endou Mamoru (Genderbend) || Inazuma Eleven || OTA

[sakkababe]

[Dreamer]

[In all honesty, the world is just as it is in reality, just a bit better. Her grandfather was never announced dead, Kageyama never came to hate soccer, Kidou's and Haruna's parents never died, Gouenji's sister never fell into a comma and the Raimon soccer club was never at the verge of being disbanded. However, despite those changes, everyone ended together just as they were in reality, Kidou was in Raimon and so was Gouenji and they had moved on from the Football Frontier, Raimon had conquered even the Football Frontier International. They were considered the bests in the whole world...

And in every corner of the world people came to know soccer, the pure and untainted soccer that Endou loved so dearly. Everyone loved it just as much as the Raimon players did. And none of her friends ever had to experience anything sad in their lives.]

Remy Martineau | The Price of Honour | Dreamer | 3

[viedemarin]

[The sea is calm, yet there is a steady wind pushing them across the glassy waters. It is warm, but not hot, the wind is strong yet it does not sting. The ship creaks and moans with every phantom rock against the waters but she does not screech in protest. It is perfect - literally. There is no flag to speak of - announcing which nation it belongs to. And not one soul aboard finds it strange.

Remy leans at the quarterdeck, a peaceful smile on his face and no scars to speak of. He does not wear a uniform - none of the men do - but there is a sword at his side. The one he bestowed to Edward.

It's too perfect.]

Tsukino Usagi || Sailor Moon

[moondtr]

[Dreamer - Scenario 1]

[Usagi walks to school with her friends, talking and laughing. For once, there are no enemies watching in the shadows and trying to eat the Earth whole...None at all.]

Janie - OC - 7 (something else)

[a_time_slip]

Janie is sitting on her boat, a fishing rod in hand, and looking down at the crystal clear blue sea. She's smiling, because everything is perfect. The sounds of her family are below, her Mother and Aunt laughing together. Her kids playing- everything is perfect. She never wants to leave.

Byakuran | Katekyo Hitman Reborn | Dreamer

[creepinacup]

[In Byakuran's dream everything was as it should be. Vongola had been crushed and he was the ultimate god of the world, no all worlds and everyone followed his biding. He was absolute and no one could stand up against him.]

Nick Fury | MCU | Dreamer 6

[onegoodeye]

[With a start, Fury snaps out of sleep; in one fluid movement, he swipes one of the pistols out of a secret bed compartment in his bunk and loads a round into the chamber. Something doesn't feel right. He scans the room, again, every detail memorized after years of residence. Nothing unusual. Except for the fact that he didn't have to turn to see the whole room. He freezes, the hand not holding the pistol barely concealing a tremor as hardened fingers gently, tentatively touch his left eye.]

"What the fuck....?"

Loki Laufeyson | MCU | Dreamer | 5

[trickeryandlies]

[Really, this is all he's ever wanted.

He and Thor have just returned from battle. It had been a long, hard battle and they had almost died several times over. Thor had been just as impulsive, head strong and powerful as always, but it was Loki who had truly won this battle. He had maneuvered their troops intelligently and strategically until they came upon the leader. And it was Loki who had the privilege of stabbing the enemy leader through the heart, effectively ending the battle.

And now, here he was, kneeling beside Thor and before Odin and in front of all of Asgard. Odin turns his gaze upon him--Loki and not Thor--and says the words Son, I'm proud of you. And when he looks to his brother in shock, there's a bright proud smile on Thor's face and a hand on his shoulder and finally finally Loki can feel like he's worth something.

Like he belongs.]

I am the bad guy, ohohoh /mustache

[onegoodeye]

[Back aboard the helicarrier Research and Development section, all is quiet except for the gentle winking of console lights and the murmuring of technicians. Finally, SHIELD had Loki away from the world, away from harming anyone else. Away from the rest of the Avengers. And SHIELD could now do what it did best, find more and better ways of defending humanity. And it would start with the one person that had posed its biggest threat.]

"Director Fury, the subject is stable, brain waves appear to be normal, green light to insert you into dream state. Waiting on your mark."

[Fury allowed himself a hard smile. Let's see what makes a god tick.]

"Do it."