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freckleddoll) wrote2010-01-14 12:20 am
freckleddoll) wrote2010-01-14 12:20 am
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21 tightropes walked - dream vortex
[Slums. A deserted alleyway, dingy and dirty, not much to be seen but piles of refuse left lying around. And a small group huddled under a blanket, children, too young to be left on their own but alone all the same.
At a closer look there's more wrong with them than the dirt and hungry faces and torn scraps of clothing. A boy with one empty sleeve, and a boy and a girl with the remains of a leg wrapped in strips of cloth. An even smaller child with a partly burnt face being held by a boy too large for his age.
A dog runs around them, barking - Tiger, for those who'd recognize him, even though in the strange way of dreams, Doll clearly doesn't know him. The children are too miserable to pay him any attention.
And standing for a while in that alley, one will be able to hear the strain of circus music filtering in, perhaps even the reflection of bright lights.]
((ooc: the way the dream goes depends on what visitors do. Anyone welcome!))
At a closer look there's more wrong with them than the dirt and hungry faces and torn scraps of clothing. A boy with one empty sleeve, and a boy and a girl with the remains of a leg wrapped in strips of cloth. An even smaller child with a partly burnt face being held by a boy too large for his age.
A dog runs around them, barking - Tiger, for those who'd recognize him, even though in the strange way of dreams, Doll clearly doesn't know him. The children are too miserable to pay him any attention.
And standing for a while in that alley, one will be able to hear the strain of circus music filtering in, perhaps even the reflection of bright lights.]
((ooc: the way the dream goes depends on what visitors do. Anyone welcome!))
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[she turns her head towards the lights, seeming to see them for the first time now.]
Yeah, I...think we're supposed t'go there. [turning towards the other children for confirmation, and suddenly they're all on their feet, a few years older, still poorly dressed but better taken care of, two of them on crutches.]
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But it seems there's no need to hurry, because they already are in the circus, looking around in awe at all the performers and colourful costumes.
Even though they're standing there as children, they're also there as their adult selves. Joker as the ringleader, juggling a multitude of balls with one real and one skeletal looking arm. Beast cracking her whip in the tigers' cage. And Doll herself, sitting on a barrel and tying the ribbon to one of her shoes in preparation for walking the tightrope, her parasol resting by her side.]
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This I understand.
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Doll isn't paying much attention to anything either, seemingly just sitting and waiting for her turn in the show.]