How...Odd...(Justin)

[ash]

Aislinn Luna never exactly knew what to do with herself when the time for sleep came around. Ash couldn't actually dream herself, it was too dangerous because she could get sucked back in herself and she had no intentions of doing that. Plus her mother had kept her from the world of dreams. She thought that with a frown. Was she not good enough to stay there with her mother? No. She wasn't, she thought with a sigh as she moved to her dresser and almost pulled out her pajama's to replace the white sweatpants and tank top she wore but thought better of it. Though she may sleep, she didn't dream...so sleep wasn't restful.

Why bother then?

She shook her head and moved to sit on her bed. Mel, her roommate, was long since asleep as far as she could tell. It was late afterall, she could feel all those around her sleeping...could feel herself being drawn to their dreams, being a dreamwalker that she was. Perhaps that was what she would do tonight. Yes, that seemed about right to Ash. She loved to dreamwalk, even though the last time she had she came back to her body and her hands were missing, still in the dreamworld...she had had to light the lanturn her mother had given her right away then to call the rest of her back. It was scary.

So this time she would simply light the lantern before she left. That should work...right? Oh well, trial and error! As long as the error didn't leave her as a ghost. That would suck royally.

Oh well. Boredom won out this time. She went up on her bed and lay down as if she was about to go to sleep, head on the pillow and touched the laturn that hung around ehr neck, one of her mothers but miniaturized, and it began to glow merrily. Then she closed her eyes...and let go...slowly. She felt herself rise from her body, suddenly clad in a long white shift like dress, as her mother wore. The garb of the soul and the dream walkers, she always found herself wearing it when she dream walked.

And then she began her wandering, leaving her apparently sleeping body and her roommate to make her way across the girl's dorms, frowning slightly...she was disappointed in these girl's dreams. One involved setting many things on fire, another involved sleeping with a boy...all so boring and menial. Nothing she wished to intrude upon or amuse herself with for the night. Seems like it was the boy's dorms for her. She usually couldn't extend her reach this far, but the laturn also strengthened her ability as well as tethered her to her earthly body.

So she slipped into the boys dorms, entirely unnoticed...she was like a ghost. And then one did call to her. It was...odd.

Definantly odd.

She slipped easily into this boy's head, easier then she slipped into most. With merely a thought, her outfit changed to a pair of blue jeans with different colored paints splattered on them and a dark shirt that had a color so wide that it hung off of one shoulder. In the dream world Ash let go of her rigid ways. She didn't bother trying to please her mother...she was much more loose and didn't wear white at all. Here she liked color.

And then a giant banana ran across the field she was standing in. Well huh.

She had to laugh when she saw what was going on here. Her...well her cousin of sorts seemed to be chasing a giant banana...how....odd. And there seemed to be some sort of mini-mushroom army following him. She sat on the chair that appeared there as soon as she thougth about it. The dreamworld was Ash's play thing. She could do as she pleased to it. She poofed up a cage to capture the little army that was chasing the boy. Perhaps she could get him to talk to her? One Demi to another...he was Fai Rea's son afterall...her cousin of sorts.

Or she could just screw with his dream. Which ever came first.

[Justin Flyte]

Justin Flyte


Mushrooms are the evil of the world. We must burn them.


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[/color]Now, when someone first met Justin, they thought he was mostly normal. Correct? Then, as his friend, people usually started to learn that Justin was the complete opposite of normal. But... as best friends, people usually uncovered the truth. He was even more insane than they had originally thought. Which is pretty insane. And flailish. BUT IT’S OKAY. So, back to the point... People thinking Justin was insane. Now, sure, he wasn’t actually mentally ill. But if one saw his dreams... There would PROBABLY be a therapist called. Justin liked to express himself, through his dreams. Or something like that... Either way, his dreams were usually all the thoughts Justin decided to keep to himself, in one huge torrent of insanity. Perfect, no?


So right now, Justin was sleeping, on the floor, with all the blankets curled around him. Why was he on the floor? He fell off the bed. DUH. Justin did that a lot. Like. More than you could ever IMAGINE. Well, not really. Depends how much you can imagine. Ugh, never mind. Basically, Justin was flailing about the floor, in the middle of what most would call an amazing dream. Or, just him... Others wouldn’t respect the amazing-ness of his dream. It just didn’t happen these days. I mean... Normal people all dreamt about stupid crap... Unlike Justin. Because he was THAT gangster.


Justin was in a large field, frolicking about like some wild man. The sun was out, and Justin was enjoying it, being as he would normally burn to a crisp. He rolled around a little, letting the grass tickle his face, before sitting up and glaring at it. He didn’t like his face being tickled. Go die. So, now Justin was just wandering, only before he saw IT. A giant freaking banana. OH DEAR. Justin ran after the banana, arms outstretched, a huge grin planted onto his features. But, the banana started to run away from him. He didn’t even stop to think how that would be possible. Justin just chased the damn thing. He ran after it, thinking about how delicious it would be to nom on, only before he looked behind him to seem the little army of mushrooms. Damn it. DHUSAHDSJAKHDSJA. Justin’s face contorted to once of discomfort, so he ran faster, trying to focus on the banana, instead of his little followers.


“COME BAAAAAACK! I’M A NICE PERSONNN!”


He yelled, chasing after the banana. And in the second he looked back, the mushrooms were caged. Justin stopped, to tilt his head at the cage, only before grabbing a stick to prod at them. MUAHAHAHAHA. After Justin had poked the mushrooms a few times, he sighed, before a thought came to him—BANANA! Justin turned, and got up, running after the banana, who was now half way over the next hillside. DAMN IT. Justin looked around shiftily. He needed something... AHA! An umbrella, sat a few yards away, on a patch of flowers. OH JOY! Justin skipped over, and grabbed the umbrella, opening it, and trying to think of something to jump off of. Hurm... IT WAS JUST THEN, that Justin had a thought. MAYBE, since this was his dream... He’d actually be able to float around on this thing... Without having to jump off of a roof and possibly murder himself? YAY FOR SUICIDE. Not. Jeeze. Justin jumped into the air—and fell onto his butt. Ow, damn it. BUT, of course, Justin tried again. The banana was getting away! So, Justin struggled to open the umbrella, before falling back into the grass.


“Banana frieeeeeeeeeeeeend...”[/color]


He said, making a particularly odd face, that others might make when in deep depression OR agony. It fit him well. Stupid banana.

I mean, he only wanted a bite.


Tree’s are only good for providing oxygen and hurting innocent children.
I am not one of those children.
Shut up.
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Notes: I made it so he didn't notice her yet... She can go up to him if you want. ANything is good with mee =][/size]

[ash]

Well to say this was interesting would be an understatement quite seriously. Ash had been in a lot of dreams, seen a lot of strange things. Like people turning into cats and serial murders...there was a wide range of odd things she'd seen in other people's subconscious. But she had never seen anything quite like this to be perfectly honest. In all truth, she was entirely amused and had to bite back a laugh. She wasn't entirely sure just yet if she wanted him to notice her or not. Besides, she was happy to sit here and watch him run around like a lunatic after a giant banana. Strange boy.

Was she surprised that he was her cousin of sorts? Not really. Demi-gods tended to be a little strange. But chasing around a giant banana? Weird. She shifted the collar on her oversized blue shirt so that it hung off her left shoulder and looked up from this in time to see him poking at the mushroom army in its cage. And then he looked like...what? Was he trying to use that umbrella to fly? How odd. Umbella's didn't fly unless he was suddenly Mary Poppins or something and Ash was pretty sure that he was not Mary Poppins. For one thing he was male afterall. So Ash played a bit, of course, and made sure that the umbrella wouldn't open. Because she could.

She watched him lay back in the grass and had to supress another laugh. Really weird boy. She stood, and the chair she had been sitting on was gone as if it was never there. On another wim, she released the cage on the mushrooms. And sat back amused as they ran up to Justin once more, jumping up and down on him. Well, she supposed that would make him spaz if she had figured out anything about him in the past five minutes she'd been in his dream.

And then she materialized a white umbrella with paint splatters much like those on her pants on it, opened it against the bright sun in his dream, and walked over to him. Peering over at him, a good enough distance away to avoid being attacked by the mini mushrooms herself, she truly did laugh then. Something she only did in the dream world where she let go of her uptight ways. "Hello Cousin" she called, entirely amused with all of this. "Having issues?" she asked, entirely innocent as if it wasn't her that had sicked the little mushrooms on him.