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May 2025 TDM


Whether it be sleep or death, you feel your eyes close, and as your body begins to let go, you see an inky starry nothingness spread out around you. You feel yourself mouth the words, βI wish, I wish..β and utter your deepest and darkest desire.
When you regain consciousness, youβll find you are in an unfamiliar place with no recognition of how you arrived here. You have the clothes on your back, but nothing else. No weapons and if you had a particular superpower, youβll notice it is missing. All you have is a satchel with a piece of bread, a vial of water, and a potion. The potion could be red, blue or golden. There are no instructions about these potions other than two words: Drink Me.
Though there is nothing to prove it, you just know you have made a promise, a contract of sorts, with something and someone who remains but a shadow in your memories.
- π Blood Weed is a sharp as razorblades. It grows waist high on a 6'0" tall person in places, but never less than 5" tall overall. Small paths wind through the grass, and those who find themselves waking up near the blood weed will have to carefully navigate through the paths in order to come out without being cut. The cuts themselves are painful, the sensation of pins and needles is accompanied with a burning that reaches deep to the bone. It's not debilitating, not completely, but it will make it harder to escape and more likely a victim will bleed to feed.... the blood weed.
- πΈ Witch Hair is a strange plant, soft to the touch and with the scent of marshmallows. If eaten plain it can soothe the ache of blood weed cuts temporarily, but it is far more effective as a medicine when brewed into a potion. The strangest thing about Witch hair is that it only grows at the water's edge, and then weaves over the ground through the blood weed. It's almost as if it is encouraging a sacrifice to save someone else. A cut for a cure. The one side effect of eating the weed raw is that it can give those who ingest it a temporary ability to affect the weather in a small radius around them. Perhaps this too, could be a boon? The effect only lasts a few hours, 48 at most. Maybe there's a way to have fun with it in the meantime?
No matter your adventures in the garden with its many plants, before long you are found by a gaggle of inhabitants from both the City of Stellari and Somnius. They seem excited in general, and excited to see whoever it is they stumble upon without pause. They approach with handkerchiefs of varied colors and wave them about as they take new Dreamer's hands.

The chaos from last month has settled, leaving a celebration behind in its wake. Officials from Stellari explain that, every year, the city holds a massive event, meant to honor the spirit of competition. This year, they've decided to include Somnius in the competition as well. The crystal-clearing efforts have been fruitful, and slowly but surely, more of Visium is starting to become accessible.
To that end, Dreamers find both Stellari and Somnius transformed, dressed head-to-toe in festival stalls and decorations of red, blue, green, and yellow. Dreamers themselves are all divided into one of four color teams. They are selected automatically, and by traits inherent to their being.
A handkerchief of their team's color is magically fastened to every participant, and can only be removed when a game necessitates it, such as capture the flag. It's an important way of identifying who is on what team. You'll want to know who your teammates are, because teammates gain special benefits when interacting, such as increased strength and magical ability. As well as that, people can also communicate telepathically with others from their team for the duration of the event.
- Red team candidates are either extremely good, in a moral sense, or extremely bad.
- Blue team candidates are either extremely emotional or show very little emotion whatsoever.
- Yellow team candidates are either extremely powerful or extremely weak.
- Green team candidates are either extremely average or exceptionally special.
By the same token, however, being in close proximity with others who aren't on one's team cause negative effects. Different teams have different effects, depending on their color.
This is all, of course, in the interest of making the competition more interesting. Each team will also have a home base to work from, with team red's being the Amphitheater of the Mind, team blue's being Lake Termina, team yellow's being the (old) Church of the Moon, and team green's being The Stone Dragon.
- Red team members destabilize the emotions of opponents around them.
- Blue team members bring confusion and disorientation to opponents around them.
- Yellow team members destabilize magic/abilities of the opponents around them.
- Green team members bring bad luck to opponents around them.
For the duration of the festival, teams will meet to face off in various games and challenges, all earning points for their color team. The points are displayed on large scoreboards, stationed over the crystals in both Somnius and Stellari. Ribbons, medals, and trophies are offered as rewards during the celebrations and ceremonies that occur every night for the duration of the event. More than anything, though, the spirit of competition drives everyone, compelling them to dive headfirst into the games and give it their absolute best.
Some of the events are as follows, though pretty much any sport you can think of is offered - even ones one may recognize only from their own worlds.- π€ΎDodgeball
- π© Capture the Flag
- πββοΈ Relay Races
- π A Triathlon
- π Hide & Seek
- π«± Tag
- πͺ’ Tug-o-war
- π₯ Obstacle Courses
- π΄ Kickball
- β Etc.
So, get out there and start battling it out - just not to the death this time!

Perhaps the largest event of all is a scavenger hunt in which the items are other Dreamers. Competitors are given a scroll with a list of descriptions, and are asked to seek out other Dreamers who fit those descriptions, and get a signature from them.
The list is as follows:
- π 1. someone who can fly
- π 2. someone who has never killed anyone
- π 3. someone who has killed more than ten people
- π 4. someone who can turn into something other than an animal
- π 5. someone who betrayed someone they love
- π 6. someone who saved the world
- π 7. someone who wants to leave this place
- π 8. someone who never wants to leave this place
- π 9. someone who sacrificed their powers to Vaeros
- π 10. someone who arrived after Vaeros' death
- π 11. someone older than 30
- π 12. someone younger than 15
- π 13. someone who didn't drink their gold/blue/red potion
- π 14. someone who has drunk more than one gold/blue/red potion
- π 15. someone who has returned to their world, then returned to this place
Dreamers then sign their name next to the descriptor on the competitor's scroll. Magic compels them to be honest when confronted, and to give their signature even if they're unhappy to do so.
There is also a variation of this game, though much smaller in scale. Dreamers draw slips of paper with descriptions written on them, then pass them off to others who match that description. Some of them include:
- π Someone you admire.
- β Someone you hate.
- π± Someone you're afraid of.
- π« Someone you trust.
- π³ Someone you wish to know better.
- π Someone you need to apologize to.
- π Someone you're glad you met here.
- π‘ Someone you're angry at.
- π¨ Someone you're worried about.
- π€ Someone who hurt you.
Dreamers feel compelled to respond honestly, and genuinely give their slip of paper to whoever they think of first, even if it's something they wouldn't normally confess.
Both games last the duration of the festival, the Scavenger Hunt promising a massive amount of cords for anyone who can complete the entire list, as well as a medal.

Competitions can't be competitions all the time. Players need rest, the crowds need sustenance. But even though breaks are needed, parties never have to stop. Throughout the month-long Games, there's a Celebration along with it. Both Lumindeas and Stellari as well as Somnius are partaking in the celebration. No matter where dreamers wind up during this celebration, there's not a single location where Natives aren't doing their best to partake in a party that never ends.
The feeling and goodwill that comes with the games and camaraderie is infectious, and even the locals from Somnius are feeling more forgiving of Dreamers than they have in months. They visit Stellari while those who live in Stellari visit Somnius. It's the mingling and shared celebration that simply seems to warm up the town that has so long been alienated by crystal. With the glowing feeling of camaraderie in the air and the collaborative efforts to revive the land of Visium, everywhere seems to be in good spirits.
- πͺ© Dancing and Singing
There's music in the air and lights that shine on dance floors. It's hard to mistake the purpose of these portions of the celebrations, but everything is a game, even between the organized events. Every dance floor is a setup for a partnered dance competition. The genre is different in each location: romantic slow dancing, upbeat country music for line dancing, pop type music that thunders through the air and vibrates through the floor. The possibilities are endless, but the competition is stiff. Locals are paired with other locals, and dreamers with dreamers and everyone gets into the spirit, sweating and swaying to the music.
For more organized events there happens to be a cake walk, where dreamers and locals alike are encouraged to participate and win one of the many fruit flavored cakes. Be careful to not land on the same space as a competitor, or you'll both be eliminated and recieve a pie to the face! Don't worry though, towels and a change of clothes MIGHT be offered as consolation prizes.
For those that don't really feel the dancing beat, there's another way to compete for a little fun. Open mic is provided in some of these dancing locations, with magically powered instruments provided by Seravo himself. A simple request, a song title, and the instruments know the song to be played. Or perhaps in some cases a little poetry might be more someone's speed. In any case, the microphone is ready, the band primed to play.
π Food and Socalizing
It's a bit of a task to get nourishment as well. There are food stalls installed in both cities, though every one comes with a bit of a game or competition in order to get your delicious sustenance. Those who approach the stalls of different kinds of food will be asked to win a compliment war with the guest next to them before their order will be fulfilled. Offer a compliment before the timer is up to win the competition against your chosen competitor. Each round you only get a certain amount of time to think up a compliment, with each round decreasing until no time is left. It might take several rounds before the attendant of the food stall feels inclined to hand over their delicious creations. Of course, once the game is over a plate or drink will be offered. If you want seconds, however, you're going to have to fork over another win.
Other ways of getting your tummies filled include participating in eating contests, several of which are set up throughout various locations. Burger eating, hotdog eating, even ice cream and cake or drinks themselves, the varieties of things offered are endless. Lucky dreamers might even find foods that are unique to where they come from. ...if a bit off. Its hard to make things exactly the same when the ingredients might be scarce.
If you're looking for a spot to relax while eating, there are tables and chairs aplenty. There is one catch, though. In order to sit and eat, one must play. Play what, you ask? Musical chairs. Both Dreamers and locals alike are encouraged to participate in a game of musical chairs with their tablemates, while eating of course. The winner will be given a small ribbon to remember the game by.
Well, perhaps even celebration can all be a competition after all.
Expand to see our Event Summary
Garden of Dreams- Dreamers arrive in the enchanted garden, after making a wish in their sleep / at their time of death
- Blood weed grows, as sharp as razorblades. Dreamers must move through the thickets, avoiding being cut; the cuts are extremely painful.
- Witch hair also grows, and can be used to heal the cuts from the blood weed. Ingesting it also allows the user to control the weather for a short period of time.
- A festival is being thrown across both Visium and Lumindeas, celebrating the spirit of competition.
- Dreamers are all divided into four color-based teams, red, blue, green, and yellow, depending on certain traits they possess (see section for list - players choose which team their character will be on).
- Members of the same team can communicate telepathically, and increase each other's physical and magical abilities when they are close.
- Dreamers will experience negative effects when interacting with members of other teams (see section for list).
- There are several events for Dreamers to participate in (see section for list), and all feel compelled to compete and give the competition their best effort.
- Rewards are medals, ribbons, trophies, and sometimes cords.
- Dreamers are all given a list with descriptions befitting of other Dreamers. They must locate these other Dreamers, and get their signature next to the descriptor they match (see section for list).
- Dreamers may also participate in a game where they draw a slip of paper with a descriptor on it, and hand that slip of paper to someone that it describes (ie: someone you like; see section for list of suggestions)
- All feel compelled to be honest in their selections, or if they are confronted
- For the duration of the competition, there is a 24/7 festival, offering games, food, dancing, etc.; in every corner of Visium and Lumindeas, people seem to be participating in this festival.
- There are various competitions like dance competitions, a cake walk, open mic/karaoke competition, etc.
- To be served food, Dreamers must engage in a compliment war against each other, offering compliments within a time limit to win enough points to eat. There are also several eating contests (pies, hot dogs, etc.)
- To sit with your food, you must play musical chairs (while eating)
A note that teams are ICly selected automatically for characters, but OOCly, we will not be assigning teams. Simply choose whichever team you think suits your character best.
Feel free to ask questions underneath the correct header! We also request of current players that most playing with the event happen on the event post so that those looking to TDM have a chance to play in all of the varied games and competitions we have provided! Overflows will be provided when and if needed.
varian | tangled
( arrival ) b. And whisper "I'm in the wrong place"
( scavenger hunt ) c. Is there more to lose than gain
( cake walk ) d. If I go on my own again?
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[Luz couldn't help but notice the peer somewhat nervously talking to themself, with the metal cuffs that were bound to be placed there for some reason she'd figure out once he was freed. She was noting him, of course: he could be a bender and those clamps were put there to prevent him from harming anyone.
Then again, she'd met Toph AND Korra, and knew well enough that metal cuffs wouldn't have stopped them from doing anything. Besides, something about him was sure not screaming "bender," so now she was just curious].
You look like you could use some help, possibly answers. Definitely answers, if you've just gotten here.
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[ It's a casual greeting, nothing out of the ordinary, but Varian about jumps out of his skin all the same. He turns to face the young woman - older than him, though by his estimate only so much, and certainly not enough to be trusted with a prisoner. All the same his eyes flick up and down, and when she doesn't immediately pounce on him, he breathes out a soft sigh of relief.
This half-eliminates the possibility that he was just dumped somewhere to die, at least.
Right. Help. Answers. ]
... Help and answers would be great.
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Still keeping him at arms length a moment, she listened to him before very carefully looking at him head.
Hahaha...don't chuckle that would be mean.]
Stiiiiill got a little bit right here on the top.
[There was a piece of pie goo on the top of his head his fingers didn't reach yet!]
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Thanks. I thought this was a cake walk, not a game of dodgeball.
[ Dodgepie? Either way. ]
I mean, who goes around throwing pies at people?
[ The complaints proved to be to be more petulant than genuinely upset. ]
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The rando seems to figure that out on his own, not that his attempt is doing anything more than frothing up the stray bits of cream. Some crumbs come out - he can see more burnt flecks all over his hair.]
Perhaps if we get some water and dampen your hair a bit, then brush it out - that would likely help until you can wash up tonight.
[Akechi does have a small cup of water in his hand. A comb could be the guy's fingers.]
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Varian pockets his goggles and drapes the towel over one arm. He removes one glove, rolling it and peeling it off inside out, then the other, much like one would do with medical gloves. They're equally dirty and decidedly unhelpful. ]
Good idea.
[ The idea to see about finding a bucket of water to dunk his head in is there too. He's looking around to see if he can locate one, and while he does that... ]
Do people always throw pies at each other here? Seems like a waste of perfectly good dessert.
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wrap??? <3 <3
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Just mark it off your list and move on. The sooner you're done with this, the better.
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Well, maybe he picked the wrong person to ask that question. He deflates a bit at the answer, his gaze falling down and to the side as he rubs the back of his neck, before rather abruptly perking back up. That small effort to scoot away turns into moving just a hair closer, placing his hands on his lap and leaning toward Dolph once more, because he's really never seen a person like him. The mechanical parts - his arm, his eye... It's like nothing he's ever seen before.
Not that he thinks of this stranger as just some thing, not at all - he's curious about him, curious about everything about him from personality to history to biology, enough to overcome the initial reservations and sting of being dismissed by someone so many years his senior. ]
You think so? This isn't so bad. I mean, there's worse things that you could be asked to do than a survey...
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[ flat looks at the list, and nods with a bright smile. ]
I mean, it's a shame that they did that, but wouldn't you want to hear their story? You know, lovers to enemies is a super popular trope... and it often goes from lovers to enemies to lovers again! [ he pauses, and then adds: ] Well, I guess 'love' doesn't have to be romantic, right? It could be family too, I guess! But I think I would still like to hear about that, since there must be a reason for it.
[ no one wakes up one day and decides that betraying your family is a cool thing to do. there's a reason behind it, and someone as infinitely curious as flat would be itching to know the details of the story. ]
oh... crit hit
Varian doesn't understand, or maybe he understands too well. He's not sure. There's this tight feeling in his chest all of a sudden that raises more questions that it answers. He places his hand over his heart, curls his fingers, lifts his hand and tilts his chin up that its pressing against them. And his tone does drop a bit, becoming a bit more childish, a bit more boyish, ]
... You think that people like that can be friends like that again? Even if they couldn't understand each other at all? Even if one side became the villain...?
[ Varian was the one who was betrayed. He wanted to be heard, he wanted to do what was right, he wanted everyone to have a happy ending... He wanted it, right until the end.
He can't forgive it. He doesn't want to understand it. But he looks at himself more than others, because Varian knows he was the bad guy. Because he hates everything he did, because... He can't imagine that anyone would listen to him now, much less help him.. ]
There's no going back after that, right?
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I'm The Doctor.
[He extends a hand out.]
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[ He takes the Doctor's hand and gives a firm handshake, his smile giving way to a more thoughtful look after a moment.
He'd rather not ask about the two he just mentioned, but he does want to finish this list, so. Different question. ]
Are you over 30?
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I might be able to help you with that, if you want them off.
[Even now, even a little softened by the unexpected kindness of people, one thing about Akira remains the same - when he helps, he usually ensures that help will be an ongoing process, or he looks for things that will make it a mutually beneficial situation. Neither of those cases may be true right now, but...
...he's just a kid, isn't he? Maybe not even as old as Kaoru. His whole bearing gives Akira that feeling, even if his looks didn't.
Maybe there's a "reason" for him to be locked up; maybe he's really dangerous. Akira can take care of himself if so, but...
Is there really a good excuse to chain anyone up that young?
He doesn't think so, really.]
If there's a lock on those, can I see it for a moment?
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But he doesn't precisely fit the profile of one. He's a little too thin to be called healthy, a bit disheveled, a patch on one sleeve, and the wary look of a person who's trying to determine if they're at risk of falling into someone's trap.
But the boy before him doesn't seem all that much older than him - enough to be noticeable, but not enough to immediately categorize as an "adult." He doesn't have the polished appearance of nobility or a solider, and he's offering help, and that's more than enough for him to leave him hopeful. He rubs the back of one hand with the other before he closes the gap between them and holds his hands out. ]
Please.
[ There's a hint of embarrassment to the request. He was taught to ask for help, but there's something shameful about having to do it here. And, a bit awkwardly, sheepishly he adds, ]
You, uh... Didn't hear all of that, did you?
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[But he hears the talking before he sees the figure and....ah, well, that's interesting.]
[Then more interesting because that sure is a young one. Far enough in society to have goggles, but still imprisoning what he is mostly sure is a teenager?]
[He may not be mortal, to be determined.]
The trip here is hardly about your convenience. It's always been rather rude.
[He approaches, tugging off the gloves he'd been using to collect plants and picketing them.] Let me see them. I may need to retrieve some tools depending on their quality.
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He's initially unsure of how to respond, taking a single step back, then one forward to meet his original position. He'll get no where by being remiss or despondent, and so he nods in response and hods his hands out. They're simple metal handcuffs, the sort that one might find anywhere, with just a few links holding it together - just long enough to offer some illusion of movement, but not enough to present any risk of mobility. ]
They're just normal handcuffs...
[ Varian says simply, in nothing less than an effort to offer what information he has, his head briefly dipping, because something about this is more than a little embarrassing. It is worse than being handcuffed to begin with, somehow, but he does look back up. ]
I mean - I'm not sure if they have different kinds, but I'm not worthy of anything special.
[ At least... He hopes not. Varian has quite enough of the royal treatment. ]
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i'm so sorry, the notif for this one got lost!
Its all right! Sometimes the notifs are devoured!
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[ The girl next to him doesn't seem to mind the nudge, at least, eyes skimming down her own scroll with the same level of skepticism. ]
I guess this means this is probably going unfinished?
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[ Though there's probably no avoiding it. He's seen first hand how "good" people will lie and betray each other. Still, no need to state the obvious.
But either way, this does present a bit of a dilemma. ]
But I guess we would just need to get a signature from them.
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b for BUNS
[Except, the moment he takes that clipboard to sign off? He signs his name almost automatically right next to the "Betrayed someone who they love". He doesn't even realize, doesn't think much of it before he hands it back, like he'd just signed off on, well. Anything other than what he just called out.]
my YAKS!!
Does he ask? Should he not ask? Does he just live with this knowledge with absolutely zero context and think about it every time they run into each other? Though it doesn't really bother him that much, or at least it wouldn't if not for the odd timing.
Well... ]
Did you mean to sign that one?
[ He taps the corresponding line. ]
my BUNS!!!
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B - I apologize in advance for her
Still, as she gave a sigh of defeat, she had to get this done somehow. Walking around to see whoever she can find, she eventually found someone.]
You too, huh? This is just so difficult, who would even want to admit to half of the thing they done on here?!
[She said as she hits the piece of paper with the back of her hand.]
mabel my beloved... never apologize for her
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Wildcard: Convenient Network Offering!
[Telepathy is for people who want other people to touch their minds. That's not her, especially when her mind is feeling awfully empty at the moment. So let's settle for this useful smartphone thing, especially since having some version of the Internet back is a wild luxury anyway.]
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I suppose that would depend! At least when it comes to one who has felled more than ten people. If the slain were black-hearted fiends or monsters, then I would say such a person is a fellow worth knowing!
[His smile grows as he looks down, trying to give off an air of mystery.]
In fact, I would go on to say that you have already found such a person!
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i'm so sorry, dw ate my notif on this!!
no worries!
Re: no worries!
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hehe... do we wanna wrap here soon?
Yes, we can!
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b. tags you 1000 years later IM SORRY
Would it not be a good idea to know who to watch for?
( Especially if he's wanting to avoid them as much as he's saying. Though, they'd fit one of those categories, but it's something they'll keep to themselves. )
picks u up and spins u around!!
;w; mwah
mwah mwah!!
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