Welcome to the World
The morning has just waltzed onto the Earth. Mist up to one's ankles covered the ground, and never seemed to end, blanketing the foliage in all directions. The sky itself was completely white. Blank. Even the trees appeared to be completely desaturated, the color washed from their branches by a force outside their own, with the bark a still grey. Everything seemed so cold, so sparse. And yet at the same time the world, with not as much of anything that could prove it, seemed... no, felt, full of everlasting life. The brainwashed borders were screaming with silence, and that silence could fill one up as if that moment would be their last. Their last one.
Their last chance.
And yet something that was calling them away was the same thing that was calling them back, into the realm of eternal silence, clearing the head, soothing the soul.
As far as anyone could tell, it was nonexistant. But at the same time... it was. It was here. Waiting for them. Pulling at their bonds until they broke, and here they were to be thrust.
All alone.
Loving as well as loathing it at the same time in a constant passion, flowing through one's being, pushing the air out of them and replinishing at once.
Everything was in harmony.
Everything was neutral.
A tint of blue was caught slipping across the treetrunks. It was an emblem of some sort... And it moved. Again. And then it disappears.
And where it should have been was a pair of celestial pastel eyes, glossy, like marbles... There were a few periwinkle streaks above them as well. A bubble-like capsule was released into the breaking day.
It traveled for a bit, swirling with the ocean's delight. And then it popped. Sparks like snow glittered and drifted everywhere, and everything seemed to reset...
...Was it a dream?
Bio of a Dreamer
Name: Tweby
Nickname: ---
Age: 324 in Destroyer years
24 in other conversions
Gender: Female
Clan: Elite Mind Destroyer
Personality: Motherly, "Out there", Naive
Color: Ice; White with blue highlights
Powers: Moderately powered and very controlled. Takes memories/thoughts from others and mixes them into a
bubble-like capsule containing a dream. She can send them to (in)direct targets, but whatever intercepts them immediately falls asleep and gets the dream.
Pelt
Abilities
Besides her obvious strengths in altering one's first impression of her, Tweby's main ability focus is in the power of dreams. Being an Elite Mind Destroyer, she is neither weak nor too powerful, having above average strengths in mind manipulation. She preys upon her victims by first choosing a topic of interest and probes for it in one's mind until she finds bits of information that she thinks would make a good mixture.
These are the dream fragments.
Tweby spends time collecting a patchwork of experiences from different encounters, eventually forming them into a single, clearly composed dream. She then disperses them into a clear bubble-like substance, which could contain one of two colors:
Blue: For pleasant dreams. The more intense the shade, the better the dream is and the more likely it is to make a lasting impression on one's memory.
Red: For nightmares and other haunting dreams of one's past, present pressure points, or future events. The deeper the red, the more horrid the nightmare, and the more likely it will imprint in the memory.
In future events of either color, a premonition of sorts could begin to appear in the subject's life early on after the dream occurs.
These "bubbles" are sent to either a direct target in Tweby's memory, or just on a random trail to find whoever it finds. If intercepted (even if the interceptor was not intended to receive the dream), the victim would immediately fall asleep and, well, dream. They would not awake for about eight hours unless a nightmare woke them up beforehand.
The Diary of a Dreamcatcher
Everything seems so out of place here. One moment I was in Mividia; the next I'm in the sky, space- in suspended animation, trapped in my own body, watching the stars fling by like snow in the mottled blackness of the heavens. It was such a lonely feeling, but it was also a wonderful feeling, knowing how insignificant I was, to be humbled by the vastness before me.
How I wish to feel that way again.
It lasted for but a few minutes; however many times I recall it, it still feels like unending hours of perfect harmony...
Coming whenever mah rp buddy and I finish stoofz. D8
The Guardian
I believe my journey was first put into action when I realized where I was on this planet. I wasn't on Mividia anymore... And I was afraid. Very afraid.
Until, while wandering through the woods, sleek and inconspicuously I realized that something was watching me... Something. But my question was, how in the world had I not noticed it before? However subtle it may have appeared to be, it felt at the same time to be pulling me to safety, to be there for me...
And it dawned upon me that Slick, my Guardian, had been here all along.
All Destroyers have a Guardian... What made me forget about them...?
She's a gorgeous ice-like dragon made of mist who aided me in my mental health and developing psychic skill. She always watches my back to make sure that I'm all right, even if she's not always seen, and keeps me out of (too much) trouble.
I seriously don't have the foggiest idea why she appeared when she did, or if I had known all along. Either way, she is the greatest companion I could ever ask for- a friend, sister, counselor, mother, and Guardian.
Customs/Paintings
Awww! I love it, Cyan!!! 8D
Some Dreams You Remember...
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