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Pink High Desire
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Mazra grins, pelting off on cool pavement at full speeds, a small wake forming behind him as he moves down some rough-hewn steps towards what looks like a serene, windswept beach.
o~"Glad you liked them. To be perfectly honest, there's a lot I can do. You saw those pads back there the thing that turned out not to be a cyral was using, right? I maintain those, they're part of what help keep things running smoothly here."
o~{You really are an enigma, aren't you. I think I'm starting to understand about this 'contradictory' information. Thunderstorm and getting smashed is it, huh.. Well, let's be a bit more fair, you did just d--get here.. often people remember more after eh, getting over the trauma and all that. Still though, you know what cyral are.. so that's one point towards accurate.}
o~"Do you have to fill each other in when you wake up..? Or do you subconsciously store information?"
o~{...Sorry, hard not to be inquisitive. I've just never seen anything like you here before.}
The texture of the atmosphere starts to change, laden with small ripples and quite obvious distortions. The trees seem somehow darker, and more ominous. Incidentally, for some reason there are trees on a windswept beach.
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o~"Hold up.. see for yourself."
Mazra gestures to the stark contrast that fades in front of him.
o~"Alright, let's get you up to speed a bit.. See, when someone gets here, usually they're confused, frantic, any number of things. Often, though, people just don't understand what's happened. Now, up here, when you start thinking a bit too hard, and your emotions get out of control..."
He takes a long drag on the rod in his mouth, exhaling a stream of bubbles.
o~"...this happens. We can usually keep it confined, but.. the more imaginative you are, and the more thoughts go whizzing around in your head, the more likely it is they might just come spilling out all over the place."
Mazra tests the air in front of him with a hand, scraping against some congealed empty space.
o~"Not everybody is this imaginative, and that's one of the reasons why we restrict this. If someone's going to make things change more than you, you're likely to get overwhelmed. ..Of course, the other reason is that.. these imagined things aren't always pleasant. I've gotten stabbed before. Just because the pain goes away doesn't mean it stops hurting."
The strange celestial creature stretches, though his thoughts indicate he probably doesn't have to.
o~{Hmm... actually, you can help me out with this before I go in. I'm basically going to try and find whoever it is that's causing this, and fending off whatever their mind throws in my way while I do. A lot of these things are linked with concepts, feelings, emotions, so, for instance, I've seen ice that's soft and cool, and ice that looked like it was going to rend your bones apart. It really just depends on how they're viewing these things at the time, and sometimes they can be more dangerous than others. ...I did say we were containing this so it didn't spread, right.}
Mazra moves into a somewhat more stable stance, and spreads his arms out, a bit of atmosphere folding and winding against them.
o~{If I put more dreamstuff into this, I'll be able to do a whole lot more once I'm inside, but it'll be harder to contain so it's a bit more risky depending on what's in there. I could also try and drain it out.. make it even drier than normal. I'll have less to work with, though, and I'll have to get creative. I don't have one damn clue what I'll be finding, so, preference, rocky?}
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