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Post by Ruby on Aug 28, 2023 11:09:18 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png Ruby waited, watching the battle take place. The fate of UNOVR was in the Dreamer's hands.
And for a second, it was easy to forget that she was among them. Just another player in the game, just with her own role to play. A role that she enjoyed, wholeheartedly.
She knew what King Articuno meant as soon as he shared his first message with the Dreamers, and they were sent back to fight. He meant to sacrifice himself.
But not just himself, Moltres, Zapdos, their deaths to serve the future of the world, purging the corruption they could not beat before.
When he spoke again to her, Queen Rubella sat silently atop her small throne of pillows, listening to his words. She dared not interrupt his final goodbye.
Only that it wouldn't be a goodbye.
Despite his words, he never faded. Despite his message, despite his intentions, nothing happened.
And yet, the genuine tone of his voice had melted Ruby's heart.
The young girl had climbed up from her seat, the large mirror on the ground still showcasing the final confrontation through the eyes of her Munna. People had decided to not sacrifice, to instead, trust that there was another way.
"... My King," Ruby began, slowly walking over towards his throne. "You do not need to thank me. For the time spent together has been nothing but enlightening. I have learned so much, and will forever keep learning. But, if there is one thing I do know-" She'd wave a hand to the mirror, it shimmering like a pool as Zapdos flew away, the cannons destroyed, the people cheering. "Is that it is not yet time to go."
She'd finally approach the foot of his throne, eyes gazing up from his frost-covered beard, to those warm eyes of his. "The Dreamers have made up their mind. They have decided upon a different path. They chose a path beyond sacrifice."
She lets out a deep breath, reaching out to take hold of his presumably cold hand, hers still warm, full of life and energy. "I know you are trapped here, but- I still think you are a hero." Her own smile would spread, such softness and kindness in her own eyes. "Dreams may be temporary, but memories are forever. Never lost, only forgotten."
"With the Dreamers, this world is always changing. It is no longer just your fantasy, it is part of something far more grand." She'd squeeze his hand as she spoke. "It is a place where the Dreamers themselves are shaping the world, and there is a magic to that."
"Your kindness, your generosity, your desire to see the world a better place, is worth so much more than you could ever know. So, I beg of you, do not feel disheartened. The Dreamers will find a way, we must have faith. Your wisdom can help guide them."
She turns, looking at the mirror once more. Her Munna peeking over the shoulder of a certain child (Rose Garden), Zapdo's poem on full display on the paper in her hands.
"The world is forever making itself a better place. And if we are to exist in nothing more than a dream, let us be a place where these warriors may rest. Where their souls will find comfort, love, and joy. Where those who dream to make the world a better place, will find nothing but encouragement."
She'd finally turn around again, speaking in that same soft voice. "I want to throw another banquet. One filled with laughter and joy. Dancing, music, games, works of art. This time, one free of fear. Just, a time to celebrate their victories..." She pauses for a bit, eyes slowly glancing over some of the walls, many still barren and boring.
"... Besides. This place could use some life in it. Whether you desire to join me or not, is up to you, of course, Your Majesty, but I think it will bring you joy to speak with the Dreamers. So, come, let us prepare. There is work to be done. Won't you join me?"
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Post by Ruby on Jul 4, 2023 0:31:04 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png The Throne Room had changed a decent amount since that very first day. For one, Articuno's throne felt much more warm and comforting when he sat on it.
But most importantly, was her own 'throne.' It was less a throne than it was a collection of massive pillows. Some act as bracing for her back to sit upright, and others as wonderful cushions, or just beautiful decorations. It sat opposite the King's throne so they might look at one another.
That neither ruled over the other, but as equals. She was still unsure as to his true feelings on the matter, but he seemed content with the arrangements for now.
And yet, there the King sat atop his throne. The old man's beard elegantly trailed down and onto the floor, flowing almost like a bird's tail like he truly was. His loyal Salamence wrapped around his throne like the protective and loving guard dog he basically was.
With a soft smile on her face, Ruby sat down atop her own throne, gently folding her legs beneath her.
"Good evening, King Articuno. To what do I owe the occasion?"
"Queen Rubella, our last conversation had been cut short." The man spoke, the faintest hint of a smile spread across his face. "I was hoping we might be able to continue."
This time, Ruby's smile spreads even wider. Their last conversation involved so much of Ruby's own studies of psychology, of understanding the mind, the emotions of others, but above all, empathy. No doubt of interest to the man who ruled the Kingdom of Dreams, dreams being so absolutely integral to the healthy mind of everyone who had ever lived. Science didn't really understand dreams, but he certainly did.
"I would be glad to, Your Majesty."
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Post by Ruby on Jul 4, 2023 0:26:48 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png Before her stood a monumentally large window of stained glass. She hadn't wanted it at first, but she had to make it match the size of all the other stained glass windows. Making it small would only draw attention to it.
The scene unfolded, with Queen Rubella standing in the middle, and King Articuno standing side by side. A crowd of people, trainers, and pokemon, all voting for them to rule. Her crown broken and shattered, floating around her head all the same.
She had always hoped more players would come and decorate the palace. Articuno was quite content with very blank walls, but that didn't sit right with her. Perhaps one day, she'd encourage a day of art to bring people in.
With a soft smile on her face, she'd finally approach the window. It was high up off the ground, but small pink clouds appeared as she stepped and vanished like she was climbing some unseen staircase. Hand outstretched, she'd reach out to touch the beautiful rainbow work of art, only to disappear from view.
A few seconds later, Ruby found herself in her royal chambers. A secret door always sounded so fun, and here she had the power to do exactly that.
Her chambers were nothing special, not compared to the King's, but she didn't need anything grand and absurdly wealthy. She didn't even need a wardrobe, able to change on the fly with her control over the Dreamworld, but it felt appropriate to decorate the room properly. To keep the spirit of a dream alive, in any sense.
A large, beautiful bed rest in the middle of the room. With so many blankets and pillows, it was like a dreamer's heaven. Speaking of such, several of her Pokemon were relaxing and sleeping atop the plush comforters, just relaxing in harmony.
Her Komala, always asleep, clung to their log near the head of the bed. All while her Munna, Drowzee, and even her Eevee seemingly made themselves at home snuggling together. It was downright adorable.
She didn't want to think where her Mr. Mime was.
However, one of her Pokemon seemed to be awake. Her Indeedee named Dear, a blessed butler, sometimes known as Earl Slamson of Breakcourt, was standing dutifully at the foot of her bed. Holding a small note atop a pillow, they held it out for her to read.
"Thank you dear," She'd smile softly, reaching out to rub their horn softly before picking up the note and reading it.
"Meet me in the Throne Room."
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Post by Ruby on Jul 4, 2023 0:22:12 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png Inside the palace, Ruby let out a long sigh as she walked across the banquet hall. Or at least, what used to be one. Now, the forest remained. Scars of the battle that took place here remained, the signs of the Dreamer's rebellion and the revival of King Articuno stood strong.
But it still felt too much like a warzone.
This place needed to be a sign of hope. A sign that people had overcome even their darkest dreams, and created something beautiful. She refused to change it too much, it needed to stay like it was. What the Dreamers had made it become. But she could brighten it up a little bit, make it feel more comforting, rather than oppressing.
As she walked across the forest, flowers bloomed from her footsteps, and swiftly spread across the forest. Pink petals scattered across the forest floor like the sea, and a breeze floated through the field, carrying petals into the air and all around her.
That was much better. The same flowers that bloomed across the Misty Timberland belonged here.
"There we go," She spoke to herself with a happy sigh, smiling as she just leaned back and collapsed into a pile of petals like a pillow. "Much better. Perhaps it can still serve its place as a banquet hall... if one enjoys picnics, that is. Perhaps I can convince Articuno to hold a feast, and invite back the ones that helped him."
Elected him. And her, for that matter. Putting their trust in a man they had never met before, and her. Just, Ruby. Everyone's little sister.
Or big sister. She had seen a few kids wandering around these days.
Eventually, Ruby climbed back up to her feet and continued further into the palace. Her chambers awaited.
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Post by Ruby on Jul 4, 2023 0:20:44 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png The Dream Palance.
Ruby had to admit that the first time she was here, she hadn't quite understood it's majesty. As Queen Rubella, however, she has had plenty of time to explore each and every unique nook and cranny of the place.
What had been here since King Articuno was first crowned, and what had been changed when the false Princess claimed the throne, she didn't quite know. But she did make sure to do one thing in the courtyard, with a wave of her hands.
The statue of the king, it needed repairing. The sign that claimed he was dead was long overdue for a change.
But that wasn't just it anymore, was it? She was here now. It felt appropriate to add a small thing for herself as well. She wasn't one for grand statues, paintings, or even events held in her honor. But it felt appropriate for the history of the palace.
Just in case one day, she isn't here anymore.
A small statue appears by the King's side, dwarfed in comparison. A young woman in a kimono, the flowing fabric carved perfectly within the stone. And unlike all the others worn with age, it sparkled new life. Broken fragments of a crown floated around the statues head, seemingly defying physics itself.
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Post by Ruby on May 1, 2023 9:15:58 GMT 9
The first thing that one might notice is the cold dampness of the Misty Timberlands has faded, leaving an oddly comfortable warmth. But no matter how comfortable and peaceful this sleep was, the sounds of someone or something talking would eventually wake the dreamers up from their peaceful slumber.
"Hey!" A voice called out. Loud, and a bit too excited. "Hey! Hey! Hey! What are you guys doing here?"
Eyes blinking open would quickly locate the sound of the voice. Standing atop a small hill was a Totodile, talking in perfect English. A surprise to those who have Poke-Speech turned off to be sure, but even those who check their settings would find it all the same as before.
"This place isn't safe to be taking naps! Not anymore! The moss is really nice, and I do miss my own naps here. I like that it is a little damp, but not too damp if you know what I mean. Sometimes it decides to rain even while I nap, and I love the rain! But you guys-"
"Actually, who are you? I haven't seen you Pokemon around before." The Totodile rambled on and on until his question finally had him stop.
Taking a look around, it would reveal that everyone had woken up somewhere else entirely different. Low-lying grassland with tons of moss, and little ponds and puddles as far as the eye could see that had collected after the most recent rain.
But perhaps most importantly, is that you were no longer seeing with human eyes. A quick glance would be all it takes to reveal the inhuman nature of your body. You have been turned into a Pokemon, surrounded by many others! Are they all like you? Despite any potential discomfort, moving your new body seems to come instinctually, but finer locomotion requires a lot more focus to manipulate your new limbs, if you even have any!
Perhaps this Totodile might have some answers? OOC INFORMATION:
Players are free to choose their new Pokemon shape! Any non-legendary/mythical Pokemon is free to choose, so long as it is completely unevolved. Rarity will not count for the purposes of this event. Pick something that relates to your character, and feel free to describe weird instincts that tempt you, or aspects of your new body that prove challenging to operate or maneuver with if you so desire!
For the purposes of any mechanical combat, you will assign yourself as the player-turned Pokemon a Tier 1 Class, using the basic stats, and one single Core Ability unlocked that you may choose. Additional mechanics may still present themselves!
In your next post, please list:
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- Question for Totodile (Opt.)
Posts due by May 7th, 12 AM EST.
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Post by Ruby on Apr 22, 2023 19:26:05 GMT 9
The Misty Timberlands have changed as of late. Small, pink wildflowers have begun growing, replacing the lavender that used to flourish, leaving a carpet of petals where once barren ground stood. It's a welcome change from the gloom that previously pervaded the region.
But the darkness never truly left. Some say it waits in the shadows, patiently stalking its prey, waiting for its time to reclaim its throne.
Traveling through the timberlands is difficult at times, not just from the cold ground and uneven terrain, but the mist is outright blinding. It's no surprise that sometimes players just sit amongst the flowers to rest until the mist fades somewhat.
A mistake players often make more than once, for the land of dreams touches the Misty Timberlands closer than any other. Perhaps it's the shrine's influence, the Pokemon inhabitants, or some other unknown phenomenon, but even in these cold, dark woods, sleep can be found.
And sometimes, players fall asleep without even realizing it... Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of Mist Welcome to Explorers of Mist, an experiment into running something PMD style! Your player will be getting lost within the Misty Timberlands, and inevitably, falling asleep. Whether you all meet, stumble across someone else's unconscious body, or fall asleep completely alone, just have fun with it! Further instructions will relay what to do next, but for now, I need you to answer a few questions In Character, and share the results either in your reply or on Discord.
- 5-6 Players
- No posting order.
- Feel free to post multiple times this round if you desire.
- Signups close
May 1st, 12 AM EST.
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Post by Ruby on Feb 13, 2023 18:23:15 GMT 9
When orioncayge asked if she was an NPC, Ruby had a confused look on her face, staring up at him. Some players acted like they knew she was just another player, and others seemed totally shocked by the idea.
But for Ruby? It... well, it had grown to become a bit of a silly habit to indulge in. After the first time she got mistaken, it was certainly easier than trying to explain why she was here 24/7, anyways. Nobody really needed to know the truth, so she'd play innocent to his reaction, only smiling as he looked back for confirmation.
It was Furrlicity Purrfection 's reaction that caused her to grow even more confused. "... Why would you attempt to sell anyone to child marriage? I don't think I follow why that's funny."
However, it was Sarah Lee 's suggestion that caused her to turn her head. A tie, electing two contenders. The best of both worlds, really. Why, she would have likely voted for Sarah themselves with that kind of creative problem-solving and people skills, but they chose her to represent.
It was honestly a little intimidating the more she thought about it. She squeezed her Indeedee's hand a little tighter.
Ruby would look over at the old King, and give a polite smile. "I understand that you might be used to ruling as you will, but should the outcome pass where we are indeed voted with equal measure, I would like to believe that everyone's faith in me would not be misplaced. If nothing else, a new perspective will be of use, I am sure. And should you instead simply be reinstated by the will of the people, let there be no doubt that I would support you. May the Timberlands always be safe for those who dream big."
And that would be the last speech from her.
Until it wasn't.
People began to vote for the princess.
She turned and frowned at manish deeply, that distant smile... it unsettled her. To think that someone, after all this, still wanted to stay within the dream. "Sometimes, it's nice to live in a dream. But the truth is, we only delude ourselves to stay within their dream forever. Even during the best of dreams, we have to wake up... and face reality. No matter how much we may dislike it. Dreams prepare us to face the world, but they can not replace it. "
Ruby: 32 King Articuno: 34 Princess: 29
It took one look at the scoreboard to confirm her thoughts. If she just voted for herself in total, she could have the majority of votes. But that wasn't what she stood for. The vote should be as fair as it could be in this virtual dream. She could only hope that this was the right call, trusting in her siblings.
Honestly, after this long, it was a little difficult to think of other players as anything else, living with Mom. It was an odd thought, hoping that she'd make the digital woman proud, but it was one that crossed her mind as she put in her votes.
Ruby votes 5 for Ruby. Ruby votes 3 for King Articuno.
There. 37 total each. That should suffice.
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Post by Ruby on Feb 13, 2023 9:57:25 GMT 9
The rage Ruby felt towards the crown had begun to fade when it seemed combat wasn't the solution to their problems. In fact, it seemed a genuine debate and election was to be the ending to this whole nightmare of a dream.
She originally had no idea who to elect, taking a few calm, deep breaths to wind down and politely listen to everyone's words. Everyone had their own opinions, including apparently this new King that used to rule, and the so-called Prince who wanted to win back their own lands. People kept nominating others around them. Ser Price, Furrlicity Purrfection , the old King, even orioncayge , and the idea of a council was tossed around a few times, which certainly seemed tempting. However, a few statements seemed to hit her like a brick.
"Oh wait, duh! Ruby! She can finally move out of Mom's House!"
"...Ruby gets to have a fulfilling Lesbian Marriage..."
Wait, what?
"Ruby! She's nobody's puppet."
Her eyes grew wider at the idea that anyone would consider her worthwhile material to rule, but their points all did have merit. The biggest question was, did she even want to rule the world of dreams?
Her thoughts drifted back to a certain shadow-filled egg, hiding beneath her bed back home in the darkness.
"I suppose it's time for me to speak my thoughts, with people offering me up, so to speak." Ruby let out a shaky breath before stepping forwards to begin. She was still visibly young and short, and she almost felt like she had to make herself obvious to be heard over everyone else talking.
"I will be blunt, electing someone to this standard is an act of faith and trust. People need to understand that who they vote for can not only rule but be impartial and fair." She'd pause, glancing over at the old king. "And unfortunately, whether people have been given a proper chance to showcase that, matters not. They are at the same starting point as we all are. The power is in our hands now, and we must decide for ourselves, whether we want that power or not."
Her eyes would then drift over to Valentine , a soft expression on her face. "Alas, as much as I agree that we need systems in place to prevent further corruption, I feel electing an entire council right now at this current moment might take more time than we have. The False Princess's numbers remain, and unless we can have a single candidate that gets more votes, then all is for naught, and nothing changes. The best option is to vote someone into power who would be committed to creating such council, and simply have faith that they will."
Ruby was quiet for a few moments more, adjusting the ripped kimono to try and conserve some level of decency before speaking again.
"I admit, I'm not comfortable making grand speeches, but what Sarah Lee said is true. Dreams are a topic I have studied often, with great fervor. The human mind is mysterious and unknowable, but unlocking its secrets of it has been my life's journey. I've seen so many siblings as brand-new trainers coming through Mom's house, eager for a brand-new start. The best we can all give them, is freedom from corruption, even in their dreams."
"If that appeals to you, then, well-" She pauses, nerves slowly rising despite her determination to keep pushing forwards. This was something she was passionate about, she would not back down and silence herself. Corruption was intimidating, a terrifying force... But she couldn't give up. Not now. Not like last time. "If you vote for me, I will seek to inspire peace, to uplift those the community deems worthy to lead alongside, and to protect against all corruption to the best of our ability."
"However, if the general consensus is someone else can rule better than I, then I will toss my vote behind them instead. I am a scientist first and foremost, but sometimes you just have to go with your gut." Letting out a soft sigh, her Indeedee moved to grab hold of her hand gently to help calm her nerves, ever so attuned to the emotions of their trainer. "If we are to do this, it shall be a fair, unbiased vote. And so-"
It was a start, but she wasn't quite finished. Editing the narrative to a biased outcome was flawed at best. Who could agree to rally behind someone who took power by force? Even if said force, was just attempting to control the dream they still remained within.
She just nodded to herself at the changes. Whether she was voted into power or not, it was only appropriate to do this as fairly as possible. But even still, should nobody be able to agree on a single candidate the false princess would remain in charge... and they might not take kindly to their attempted insurrection.
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Post by Ruby on Feb 9, 2023 23:16:53 GMT 9
Her consciousness grasps to life like someone drowning in an ocean of dreams before bursting through to the other side. But beyond all the delusions and the dreams, there's something buried deep inside Ruby that has ever so rarely been allowed to see the light of day.
Anger.
She's always so calm, polite, thoughtful, kind, and caring, but at this moment, passion and fury burn within.
The Duchess Rubella has quickly been replaced by a whole different personality. An unstoppable will who refuses to be told what to do, what to think, what to believe. For while UNOVR was just a game to so many people, to Ruby who hadn't left this virtual space in over a year, all this was very, very real. This dream had been a fun excuse to play, to pretend to be someone else, to enjoy a mental vacation and relax, but this had escalated far beyond that. This was no longer a moment to have fun, it was a serious battle of wills, and it infuriated her.
She was even terrifying herself with how angry she was getting, watching the other nobles slowly become twisted, as if their forms were never their own to begin with. It didn't matter what or who they were, it was unforgivable and her hands began to clench at her sides.
"Dear, help me get Bandella up." She quickly moved to lift up Bandella and their new greenery, and her Pokemon followed suit. It seemed that as her delusions crashed and burned metaphorically, his own false appearance faded as well. Sarah Lee 's Braixen moved to keep them warm, which she used to her advantage to help lift them.
"T-thanks," The lady would begin, even though they were clearly struggling. "But I'm-" She collapsed again, weakened leaves budding and falling off, only to be replaced with new ones.
"You'll make it. Come on, don't give in. She can't control you. Like a puppeteer without strings, she's floundering, she knows she's already lost." Ruby nodded slowly, only for everything to change. People's willpower and desire to do something made a quite literal physical impact on the world.
The sky became bright and warm, power flowed through her veins that burned from within. The flames of her anger were a bit more visible now, and it caused a laugh to echo out as she stared at the gate, now open once more as the Shrine was reduced to nothing.
"The strategy is simple," Ruby shouted out loud to Sarah Lee and orioncayge , a grin on her face. The latter's passion and energy was inspiring, how could she not attempt to match it? "Rebuke everything the Princess says, for their realm is nothing but lies! Believe in yourselves, and that is all you'll need!"
Her eyes stared at the gate returned, open wide, almost daring her to step back into the battlefield. She ripped up the kimono around her legs with her own bare hands, wrapping the strap of fabric around her injured leg.
The time to sleep was long gone. The time to let someone else control anything about them was long gone. It was time to take a stand and do something about this. It was time to take revenge, it was time to-
A battle cry echoed from the NPC members of the Coalition, bursting with renewed energy and determination. A single shared goal burning within their hearts, pushing them to act.
"Show that failed monarch what it means to truly dream!" Ruby herself shouted with a quite literal burning passion. Suddenly dashing over towards the open gate and motioning for everyone to join her. Those charging burned brightly in proper defiance of the Princess, like rolling fireballs across the recently thawed ground. "Dear!" She shouted as her little Indeedee was running as fast as their little legs could carry her right by her side.
"Dee!"
"Stay close to me! This is going to get rough!"
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{In another world, far from virtual dreams...}"... Sir, we've detected something unusual."
The statement punches through the otherwise noisy office, causing everyone to quiet down. The radio that had been playing soft music to entertain the scientists during their research was slowly silenced.
Those words didn't always bode well when they were dealing with a human life.
"What is it, Dr. Bishop?" A man in a white lab coat speaks, slowly stepping over towards the computer and the aforementioned doctor.
"We've detected unusual brain activity. The Worldscreen software picked it up, but our sensors have been going crazy." The man speaks calmly, despite the nerves that seem audible in his tone. "We've detected similar activity to REM sleep for a few moments now, but it's recently dropped dramatically, as if-"
"She went comatose. I see." The man said, staring at the graph on the computer and its rather insane readings.
"Right, and then, it picks back up to normal sleep, as if there was nothing wrong. In fact, they seem almost more active than before, like they jumped in the entirely opposite direction." Dr. Bishop stood up from his desk, to look through the window into a small chamber.
The room itself looks very much like any other hospital room, including a patient. Laying upon a medical bed, wearing just a medical gown, was a fairly short brown-haired woman. Her body hooked up to so many different sensors, IV tubes and all kinds of other medical machinery surrounded the woman, keeping her in stable condition. Paired with their own top-of-the-line Deep-Dive VR systems rigged up to their head, it was a total mess of wires, even if the cable management was well done. She looked at peace, despite the readings from before.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Load up the visual feed? What is she seeing?" The man in the lab coat spoke again, seemingly growing visibly frustrated.
"We can't, Sir. The unfortunate truth is that Hydance recently made an update to their end-user license agreement, banning all uses of recording game footage. Considering we desire to remain in their good graces, we've disabled that feature temporarily. We've attempted to reach out for an adjustment to our research deal, to potentially come to an agreement, maybe even an exemption from the rule, but there's a bunch of legal red tape in the way."
He sighed audibly in frustration, sitting back down at his desk. "Our lawyers are concerned. Even if we don't store any footage, it's a huge grey area. We don't want any negative feedback from our testing, from the public, or from the law. Nor do we want Hydance to get in any hot water for allowing us to operate. And so-"
"So there's nothing we can do, not without pulling her out. I understand." The man sighs heavily, slowly walking over to the window to watch the sleeping girl. Her chest still slowly rose and fell with every breath, remaining perfectly relaxed. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke up once more.
"Dr. Bishop, instruct Nurse Joy to strap into their Worldscreen and check up on her. Above all, Ruby's safety and well-being is our priority. We'll need to begin brainstorming alternative ways to contact her, perhaps some kind of direct messaging, but this will suffice for now."
"Can do, Sir."
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Post by Ruby on Feb 4, 2023 0:48:31 GMT 9
Earl Slamson was clearly hesitant. Not because destroying the kimono was any kind of taboo, although it probably was, but because there was suddenly a young teenage girl ordering him around. "... You're awfully young to be running into a battlefield, aren't you-"
"Yeah, yeah, shut up." Duchess Rubella spoke. The pretense of a polite, calm little girl faded away when knowledge it was all a dream became fact for her. "I can handle myself. Just help me out, before I do it myself. I'd rather not slice up my own legs myself, nor would I prefer to run around next to naked."
Slamson sighed, taking the blade from their grip and suddenly turning around as if to block her body from danger as he got to work. The blade pierces through the fabric with ease, but he has to work it back and forth to try and slice through it.
"C'mon, it's not that hard. It's just silk. Dream silk, I guess, so I guess nothing makes any sense anymore, but-"
The ground suddenly shakes and her foot suddenly catches on her kimono getting tugged downwards and slipping. Rubella screams out in surprise as she suddenly tumbled forwards, the blade still right up against her legs.
She falls right into him, cold steel pressing against skin causing her to hiss in pain. The blade is immediately dropped to the ground by Slamson, who catches her in his arms. "I'm sorry, Duchess, that was not- I didn't try to- Show me the wound, let me assist." Already he was so cautious of the dead, to cause someone an injury was horrendous.
And yet, Rubella in her arms just looked up at him with a soft smile.
Oh, Dear, you're as kind and thoughtful as always. The dream took him too. I wonder if his dream name means he likes basketball...
Recognition dawned in her eyes, and she just reached up to gently pat the man's face. "My Dear, you'll just simply have to carry me then, won't you?"
Slamson's own eyes seemed to flicker with recognition, and a soft smile of their own suddenly formed. "Oh, my lady, if I had known it was you, I would have stayed by your side from the beginning. My apologies, I-"
"Shhh," She shook her head, slowly gripping onto their shoulders and climbing atop their back. Their leg might be injured, but it was just a dream, they've felt worse pain before. "My loyal butler, you've gotten into quite the mess, haven't you? You really should introduce me to your friends later. I look forwards to seeing this kingdom you have inherited, supposedly."
Slamson, now Dear, was perplexed by this situation. This was Ruby, right? It looked like Ruby, why were they not acting like Ruby? The same reason he was not acting like himself, he supposed.
"As you command, my lady."
All of a sudden, a noblewoman's eyes suddenly locked onto his own, a spear in their hands. Lady Bandella was staring them down, a nervous, yet excited look upon their face. It seemed combat suited them so much more than ballroom politics. "Hah! Plotting against the crown! Have at thee!" She'd charge forwards, weapons stretched out as Slamson/Dear suddenly brandished his own.
Say the words, Disarming Voice...
Well, no time to argue with the disembodied voice in her head. It was now or never, the voice hadn't failed her yet. "Disarming Voice!" She shouted at Lady Bandella, only for Dear/Slamson to be the one to recognize the command.
"My lady," He suddenly spoke, his voice suddenly impossibly charming, yet booming with authority that had their weapon all but fly out of their hands. "We are with Duke Cayge, are you two not friends? Dare to say, he was awfully fond of you."
"I-" She falters, looking over towards the man, and just shrugs and then points her weapon outwards instead to protect from outside threats. Her unsure expression suddenly twists into a wide smirk of her own. "You know, I wasn't sure what was going on over here, but much rather the usurpers I know, than the ones I don't." It's a poor joke, but it has her laughing anyways. "If he's deemed it time, then my family is no stranger to bloodshed. This coalition of yours has my blade."
"... But he owes me a joust."
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Post by Ruby on Feb 3, 2023 23:24:50 GMT 9
Chaos erupts, and it is no time at all before the beautiful banquet becomes a roaring battlefield, sword clashes echoing across the forest, ringing in her ears.
Before she knew it, an arrow had struck Lord Juniper even as he readied to fight himself. A kindly maid encourage them to safety at the edge of the fight, but Rubella's eyes were simply wide, trying to take it all in. "... Fine then. Leave me to perish by myself. It's not as if I wanted to live, or anything." She could have simply followed the maid to safety, but quite bluntly she was far too stubborn at the moment to listen to anyone else for reason at the moment.
This was not what she had come for. She had come for good food, perhaps a dance around a beautiful ballroom, maybe even a chance to get in favor with the new monarch. Her words couldn't persuade anyone now with subtlety, a fact that caused an intensely frustrated scowl on her face.
You don't love violence and conflict, do you?
And not to mention, she had still yet to find her butler. She was a sitting duck here, just waiting to be slaughtered, murdered for either supporting the princess, or a casualty of war.
The Princess is cruel and heartless.
The thought wasn't all that foreign, in fact, it was to be expected. Rubella didn't even have any issues with such personality traits right away. Royalty was often cruel and manipulative if they wanted to stay in the game, and yet-
Rubella found herself wavering. She wanted the favor of the princess, and yet, why did she care so much? Why was she caring about anyone else's opinions asides from her own? Could it be, she yearned to be accepted? To be wanted and desired by people who would believe she was more interesting than she truly was?
It's because you are lonely.
No. Banned. Banned thought. Even in her dreams, she refused to analyze herself in any great depth, it only circled around to confusion. It was one thing to discuss her fears with her therapist, but-
... Wait a second.
"It's a dream." Rubella would mumble to herself, her vision finally focusing for perhaps the first time in a while. The UI, the music, the prompts upon her vision, it all hit her like a metaphorical freight train.
Such a revelation should have shaken her to the very core of who she was, but she just smiled softly at the idea. Something about it just reassured her, pushed aside her fears, and explained all her questions. Some part of her knew the Princess had an affinity for dreams, the knowledge slowly filtering to the surface like bubbles waiting to burst.
And Rubella seemed to surprise herself with just how much she knew about the act of dreaming.
You typically have your strongest dreams during REM sleep. Typically, you don't enter REM sleep until you have been asleep for 90 minutes. Being aware you are dreaming in a dream, is called lucid dreaming.
All of these thoughts, knowledge, and ideas suddenly formed, spilling forth into her brain like a voice, as soft as a whisper. At first, she had thought such hushed words, teases at knowledge, were beneath her, but now? Knowledge was still power, regardless of its source, and she'd be a fool not to embrace it. Perhaps this voice was onto something.
Moments ago, the young duchess would have panicked from the sight of it all, feared picking up a blade that had been spilled on the ground, but now her grin was almost wickedly wide. If this was just a dream then she could quite genuinely do anything she put her mind to, including wielding a sword and running across a battlefield without fear.
Okay, maybe a little bit of healthy fear. She was still by herself, and her kimono wasn't really the best outfit to move in. It was time to change all that. Time to move towards a friendly face, Duke orioncayge .
Why was he a familiar, friendly face? He was of a foreign land, nobility she had heard of, but had yet to have any major diplomatic relations with.
He's a nice older sibling, protective of us. He'd keep us safe, I trust him.
The whisper this time confused the hell out of Rubella, but there was no time to debate with it. She'd worry about whatever the hell it meant by sibling later. She could easily see a makeshift crew forming, and that one voice wanted a part of it. And she was learning to just trust her gut.
"You!" She'd call out, a wide, almost wild-looking grin on her face as she pointed with her blade. Her sword pointed at the aforementioned Duke. "The whisper in my head demands I trust you, and it's growing increasingly useful, if not frustrating all the same. Call me a madwoman for my sudden lack of formalities, but I have my reasons. My knowledge is at your disposal."
Should she inform everyone it was just a dream? That perhaps they had all been drugged in the real banquet hall? Nah, there was no reason to make everyone stressed even further. People were already grieving for the wounded, but there was no still unfortunately time to wait about. No wonder with everyone connected in a single dream, things were unstable, like a sudden war plot in the middle of a banquet.
"Excuse me, you there." She'd turn to point the sword towards someone else, Earl Slamson.
Maybe don't point your weapon at people we want to be our allies. That's a bad look.
She regretfully lowers her weapon, mumbling quietly to herself in frustration. "Apologies, I am new to trying to make friends." Duchess Rubella would suddenly flip her sword around, attempting to hand it to them for now.
Once again, her wicked grin began to form, almost as if the very idea she was debating on had her almost inappropriately giddy. "Take the blade, slice the kimono at my legs. I need to be able to move and run, and this dress fails to support such actions."Duchess Rubella was silent for a moment before a mental nudge seemingly pushed her to speak again.
"Please?"
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Post by Ruby on Jan 27, 2023 22:22:56 GMT 9
"Why did you leave?"
Ruby nearly leaped out of her shoes. Just who was listening so closely that they heard her whispering to herself? She quickly turned around, only to see Morgana approaching. She remained quiet for a second, silently judging their motives for listening in. The stress on the word sisters stood out to her as if she was supposed to know exactly who they were.
Instead, she just laughed nervously and rubbed the back of her neck. "Actually, uh, no, sorry. Mom has so many kids, it's kind of hard to keep track of everyone who comes and goes at times. Siblings come and go at all times of the day. I swear, Mom doesn't even sleep." Ruby would quietly chuckle once more, politely stretching a hand out to shake theirs.
"I'm Ruby, but... I guess you knew that, sis?" A wry, teasing smile would be returned.
"But, to answer your question," Ruby would begin whether they shook her hand or not. "I admit, I was worried for Mom. If that man who came out of the keg could be corrupted, and it's not just a thing that affects Pokemon, I didn't want it to hurt Mom. She's not a battler. In fact, I'm pretty sure I've only ever seen her do household chores and yoga with her Pokemon." It was all the truth, really. She just happened to leave out the fact that it all scared her to no end. She certainly wasn't a battler either.
"I heard what happened afterward, though. I've been tempted to see the phoenix at their shrine, but it is an awful long trek on foot. May I ask what brings you to the museum today? I've never been here yet, it seems quite lovely. Are you in a painting too?"
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Post by Ruby on Jan 27, 2023 22:03:12 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png Rubella stood back and watched, listened, and took in the scene before she moved at all from her position.
Her gaze glanced from the familiar statue of the Princess to the older statues. As far as she could tell, they represented a Warrior, a Scholar, and the King... What was the former King's name, again?
The lack of knowledge confounded her for a moment. She should have known, this was not something she would have ever forgotten. How the information escaped her blindsided her for a moment, and she offered a silent moment of respect for his passing. She'd have to encourage someone to slip and reveal his name to her, lest her ignorance be revealed.
"May His Majesty rest in peace, and may her Royal Highness's rule be long and fruitful."
Duke Yggy suddenly ran past the statue of the princess, only to cause Rubella to raise an eyebrow. What could cause such a commotion? Turning around, she witnessed a noble figure laying dead, a Noblewoman's eyes filled with tears. Immediately, her eyes narrowed. She had been warned that people would be trying to cause a problem, hadn't she? To not get in their way?
Wait, by who?
Her eyes narrowed further, these sudden lapses in memory were proving troublesome, but there was only one real logical answer. Duke Yggy was obviously not the culprit, such an answer was too easy. However, it did mean that the true killer was uncaught, roaming across the courtyard with none the wiser.
And quite frankly, Duchess Rubella could not see a reason for the motive. For another Noble to commit such a crime so publicly would be to be committing obvious treason, and a threat to the Princess' security and safety. For a lowly servant to commit such a crime of their own will, why she couldn't imagine it. It would mean death of the most heinous caliber.
There had to be something more, a ringleader, someone in charge, perhaps.
... Or perhaps this was a plan of the Princess's themself? Perhaps a cruel method to discover those truly wise enough to serve? Far be it for her to judge their motives, but until she learned the truth, caution was her friend, and information was her weapon. For if this was instead a threat to the Princess, they should be informed immediately.
And yet, here she stood, alone at the base of the statues. Perhaps there was some greater safety in numbers after all...
Wait, she didn't come here alone, did she? She swore she had her loyal butler with her, all of a sudden.
Duchess Rubella's lips pursed, these memory lapses were proving more and more frequent the more she thought about them, and it was growing irritating. Perhaps it would be best if she found at least positive company to make herself acquainted with, or at least make her appear less of a target all by herself. She'd have to wait for the right moment to act, gauge the situation to come, and appropriately respond.
Preferring those whom she could easily manipulate to those who seemed sure of themselves, she slipped across the courtyard over towards the presence of a certain nervous gentleman. "Excuse me, your grace," Rubella began, curtsying politely as she spoke with a false nervous tone to her voice. Eyes wide with subtle fear, just enough acting to sell the innocent girl facade. "Might I request your company?"
"Ahh, yes, greetings." The figure would turn to look down at her, seeing the young woman in distress. They appeared to be quite nervous themselves, albeit apparently from some kind of social anxiety despite being so well refined in appearance. Their eyes were glancing about, lips quivering ever so slightly. "Are- Are you quite alright?"
"Oh, yes, I shall be fine, thank you. I seem to have lost my butler, and I am so terribly lost without my head of staff. Would you perhaps stay with me until I can find him again? I am Duchess Rubella, of the Ruby Islands. I would be very grateful if you did." Her eyes widened a bit further, a classic puppy-dog look.
"I-" The man looked down at her, heart apparently softening for the young woman. "Yes, yes of course. I am Lord Juniper of Pinetreeland. I would be, er, happy to assist you. Can you describe what they looked like?"
Pinetreeland? Rubella blinked, their soft smile of humor from such a horrendous name hopefully being mistaken for a smile of appreciation.
... Then again, what exactly did her butler look like? Damn these memory lapses, she'd have to sit down and write exactly what she knew and what she didn't at some point to collect her thoughts. At least she'd give what she could remember, anyways. "He... was a fairly short man, but always prim and proper, and a suit to match. A gentleman to the core. I admit, I am surprised he did not grow up in your court, with you appearing such a refined gentleman as well."
Lord Juniper let out a fairly nervous chuckle, pushing up his monocle. "Well, If he is as gentlemanly as you say, we shall stumble across his path sooner or later, I suppose. Shall we take a look for this butler of yours? " He'd offer a polite hand down to the young duchess and Rubella took it eagerly.
"Yes, let's."
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Post by Ruby on Jan 23, 2023 18:22:08 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/QuIo3YX~png "You look so adorable!" Mom would say to Ruby as she got ready to leave out the front door in a cute, simple dress. "Why, I remember getting my first invitation to a party. Me and your father were both there. Ahh, memories." She sighs dreamily, causing Ruby to roll her eyes a bit.
"Mom, this is not the first time I have been to a party. This is just the first time I have received it via a strange invitation, like this." She waves the invitation in front of her, even as she hoists her backpack up onto her back. "I admit, I have no idea what to expect, but it sounds interesting."
"Then you have a lovely time, my dear." Mom smiled warmly, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the teen's forehead. "Don't forget, if it gets too stressful for you at the party, you can always call me, I'll come to pick you up."
Ruby smiled softly, nodding her head. "I won't. Thanks, Mom."
And she turned and walked out into the night.
A guild emerges from the woods themselves as they approached the gate, revealing their leader had an invitation of their own. An alliance? Election? Clearly, she planned no good, and already Ruby was growing worried. It was just supposed to be a party, right? Some lovely ball, perhaps? In truth, she had absolutely no idea, except that it perhaps had something to do with the darkness that pervaded the Timberlands. Sleep seemed to be an ever-present threat here as of late if the falling Pokemon was anything to judge by, and it was a good thing she brought her DREAMCATCHER CUSHION in her bag. Just in case, she wouldn't want to forget her dreams when he woke. Perhaps there could be some insight as to the condition of this place.
But she was here to party, right? Or at least, she hoped it was a party and not some trickery like the CLUE movie from 1985. Now that she got reminded of the movie, she almost wished she hadn't. Please let there be no secret murders tonight.
Approaching the gate, the UI prompt appeared and it almost startled her for a second, so used to ignoring her UI, and turning it off for a more realistic experience. Was she really only allowed one pokemon with her inside? She summoned her Indeedee, and it quickly stood dutifully by her side.
"Greetings, Dear. I trust you are feeling well enough to join me for this event, tonight?"
The Pokemon nodded in response, ever loyal, ever faithful, and ever ready to serve.
"Thank you. I'm putting my faith in you. If I am in a conversation I clearly dislike, might you pull me away politely?"
Once again, the Indeedee nodded and gave them a soft smile.
"Bless you, Dear. Always so sweet to me. Let's-" She paused her words, a sudden sensation washing over her. If she closed her eyes, she could almost imagine she was back home in bed. Warm, and comfortable, the rest of the world didn't exist, just nice and sleepy, and everything felt right. It was definitely not a natural sensation, and while her internal alarm sirens immediately wanted to blare, Ruby herself shut them down. She had expected sleep, this was fine. Wasn't it? Expected to fall into a dream?
Her legs moved almost on instinct, moving into the gate as she approached the Palace before her. It was such a beautiful sight, as her eyes fluttered open, only to reveal she was dressed entirely differently than before. Was this some kind of kimono? She had never worn one before, why would she wear one now? What happened to her dress? Disorientation overwhelmed her and her head spun. What was this? What was really going on? What kind of party was this?
It's just a dream.
She thought to herself. Or was it even her that said those words? Her thoughts were getting muddy, and she was torn for a moment. What even should she do about this? As a trained psychologist, it should have been easy to pick apart the foreign intrusive thoughts, study them, pull them apart and find out where they came from.
But the truth is, she didn't want to.
If this was all just a dream, then her actions didn't matter. Everything would be fine the very moment she woke. If these intrusive thoughts were coming from somewhere else, was there really any harm in letting them take control during a dream? No worries, no stress, just time to rest.
And she was getting really sleepy...
Perhaps paradoxically because of Ruby's understanding of the mind and its inner workings, as soon as she stopped trying to figure it all out and just let herself sleep, to allow herself to fall into the hypnotic dream-like trance, she was out like a light.
And someone else was here.
Just who was she, exactly?
Her name is Duchess Rubella of the Ruby Islands, and her new thoughts spill into her mind like they were pure instinct. As if they had been her all along. A soft smile had formed on her face, but it was layered with levels upon levels of deceit. She didn't get to her position in life, without taking full advantage of everything she had. In fact, it was downright manipulative. Her intelligence turned into something more devious, a woman unafraid to use her understanding of the mind to trick people to get what she wanted. And tonight would be no different. She was just a young girl, cute, innocent, and harmless. Oh, how wrong everyone truly was.
Tonight was just another game. Weaving words and promises in conversation just like a dance, and it was her field to play. Her time to prove to the Princess that she was deserving of her favor. It was only just a matter of time before everyone was twisted around her fingers like puppets on a string.
She stood calmly outside the Dream Palace by herself, the thought of her Pokemon completely abandoned. She would wait patiently with a soft, falsely nervous grin on her face as she examined the others around. Nobles of all types of dispositions from lands far and wide, with unknown goals and potentially dangerous threats, to the servants raised to take care of their betters, goals, and desires completely unknown.
Win or lose, at the very least, she could tell tonight was going to be very, very interesting.
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