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Post by Abolish Nix on Jul 31, 2013 22:10:56 GMT -5
Break. Break break break break like glass.
Shatter. Shatter into a thousand shards. You are nothing--you are nothing.
Abolish it was and abolish it would, making its way through the darkened streets of the otherwise-pleasant suburbia, balanced steps nearly graceful and almost ethereal--sans the fact that each step it took, its shadow seemed to lag behind it as if it had it's own agenda. If only its gait was shambling and broken, perhaps it wouldn't be mistaken for a sweet dream so often. What powder-white hair fell in feathery strands about it's face as it finally came to rest against a bench, perhaps against it's better judgement, leaning to feel it's weight--it's solidity. And to think.
It could not exist. It could break. Like minds. Like humans. Like Dreams. Like other Nightmares.
Break.
Oh how it smiled to itself then, a jovial grin spreading wide and nearly noxious--snow white even still. What alabaster wings ruffled, gleaming white in the flitting moonlight as feathers fluttered to the ground to melt into a pool of dark, slipping away as if it had never been, leaving naught a trace. Here it was--here it sat.
And here it would remain until something interesting came along. Well, interesting enough to garner his attentions, anyway.
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Post by Laphasia Wernickle on Aug 1, 2013 12:31:25 GMT -5
"Interesting" was one way to put the Vice President toting along a personal-sized cart filled with goodies. What remained of the crowd from the day's busy activities hurriedly parted aside to let the jingling sheep creature through, fear clear in their eyes which only made her cartooney appearance and minuscule size size all the more amusing.
Oh, she loved to go shopping! She stocked up on countless novels that were painstakingly made by their beloved authors; little stories about Humans bonding with Dreams-- forbidden romance~!-- and all of the little childhood titles that preached to the young minds that read from it that magic and miracles can and do happen... that anyone can be a friend and anyone can be king!!
She was charged with the fun little task of eating the names off of the covers to wipe these bestsellers off the map.
Laffy was quite jovial as she trotted along, her eyes half-lidded and nose raised high as she bounced along with the cart that was strapped to her with a backpack harness. Oh, where could she eat~? She certainly didn't want to be stuck back at the stuffy Godwine Towers, oh no oh certainly not! She didn't want to have her lunch break at work!!
Upon coming across a little 'fallen angel', Laffy paused in her happy humming to look up at the bench where he sat. The secondmost powerful official in all of the land just came above the Nightmare's bent knees, her eyelids fluttering a tad with those big bushy lashes of hers to clear her vision before letting her slanted sheeplike eyes stare up at his face-- well, his nose. That silly little dilly was all covered with his own brooding and gloom!!
"Mm-hm-hmmnh? It's a little br-ahaha-ight outsiiide for ewe." The sheep's voice lilted with the occasional little 'baa' coming from her. It's strange, though her mouth was obviously visible it merely moved in accordance to her emotion; certainly nothing more nor less. "Want my um'baah'la?" With her free hand she gave a tiny little parasol a twirl. With that amount of coverage it was quite obvious that it was tailored just for her. That being said... it was almost microscopic.
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Post by Abolish Nix on Aug 1, 2013 13:03:01 GMT -5
The light jingle of the oncoming nightmare caused his head to tilt back, and he glanced her over before reaching out to take the offered parasol with just three fingers.
He raised it above his head, arching a brow as he examined the tiny shaft of shadow it caused.
Oh, wow, this was...useless. "Do I get a long island iced tea to go with this drinky-umbrella?" he asked, though he kept it above his head with a somewhat lavish twirl.
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Post by Laphasia Wernickle on Aug 1, 2013 13:18:04 GMT -5
Laffy gave a childish giggle at this and her tiny gave a small waggle as she watched the other hold her sparkly little accessory. She knew Nix fairly well, at least from a distance. After all he was a loyal creature to the President-- and he refused to take the credit for it ever! "Silly billy-goat! Ewe would get a tiny drink if ewe wool've shorn up at teatime to answer for your party invitation. The one I'm having for the President's wonderful decree to bleat down on the silly Dreams' late night activities?"
She giggles a little more, her teensy hooves raised to her painted on lips as her comical body jiggled at the movement her laugh made-- then suddenly stopped as she stared up at him with a considerably less jovial expression than before. That wasn't her happily addressing the audience... this was her when she was doing business. "... Why didn't ewe come for tea with the others? Ewe are going, aren't ewe?" Those books that she had in her cart, as Nix may most likely understand, each meant the livelihood of several aspiring authors-- Human, Dream, and Nightmare-- that she was going to destroy just for snacktime.
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(399 + 218 = 617)
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Post by Abolish Nix on Aug 1, 2013 13:40:42 GMT -5
He rolled his eyes, though the action was somewhat difficult to make out," Because I don't actually like -tea-. Unless it's filled with sugar. There'll be a candy bowl there, yes?" he twirled the little umbrella about, almost absently before jabbing it into the top of his head, and letting it remain.
THERE. Hands-free umbrella! "Of course I'll be there, I haven't missed a -party- yet. " Though he could stand to miss more teatimes... In any case, he folded those rather long arms over his chest--well, it. But it preferred the masculine--"Have I?"
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Post by Laphasia Wernickle on Aug 1, 2013 14:46:44 GMT -5
"A candy bahahawl?" Her intense stare was forfeited for a much more agreeable and amused expression. Imagine that the Nightmare of Night Itself had a sweet tooth-- how adorable! Her tiny tail wiggled at the fact that he had assured that he was going to be present at her little get-together. "I can get a bahahawl... but candy is so ha-aaard... haven't you heard that the Dreams are still being stubborn? All of the good shops are going to be shearched... and I've yet to know a Nightmare that can make candy as sheep and delicious." She stuck her lip out in a tiny pout... then clapped her hooves together in an epiphany!
"But EWE can get party snacks! Ewe and the other party guests... it could be a little challenge for our party hoofd'oeuvres. Ooh, wouldn't that be fun?" At the idea of forcing hard Dream labor for small luxuries, her little eyes twinkled. "I could make it mandatory that hoofever goes to my party needs to contribute an itty bitty snack-- we'll have graahand feast in no time!"
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(199 + 617 = 816)
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Post by Abolish Nix on Aug 1, 2013 15:44:59 GMT -5
He looked mildly offended that she would laugh at his suggestion of a candy bowl, but as the conversation continued, his expression grew less sullen, and more interested. And then amused!
"Oh? Why, now you mention it, perhaps I should invest in a candy factory all of my own..give the humans and the dreams something to do with their spare time, they have far too much of it." he added,"Fine then, I'll provide the sugar. The needed sugar content for any sort of party should be very high-- do make sure that the other numbers don't forget to bring something, too. I'd be loathe to have to remind them." he admitted, though there was nothing at all in his tone nor his actions that said he'd be loathe to do any sort of 'reminding'.
"Why don't we take a quick jog on down to see if any of the little goodie stores on the strip will be suitable? If not...well, They can always make me a candy store...and they'd best do it quickly."
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Post by Laphasia Wernickle on Aug 1, 2013 16:09:34 GMT -5
She gave a happy little 'baa' as she clambered up on top of the book cart that she had to pull out the first book that needed to be erased. Oh, that's cute, it had a little gold lock on it! Laffy nuzzled the book's leather cover against her snout and then opened her mouth. With an innocent noise that sounded like a sneeze she bit into the cover's title, impossibly drawing the text clean off of the book.
'Eternal Peace in Slumber: Nightmares and Dreams'-- ptchoo!'-- the book erupted into hellish flames and disappeared in less than a second. One down!
"Hmhm, ewe would be a silly candy man-- be my pet, instead! Hm!" She giggled at the thought and rummaged through the pile of books to grab another. "If ewe were my pet then all ewe would have to do is jingle a bell and-- poof! I'd eat your hunger away. Poof, poof, poof! It'd be ba-ba-banished~!" Yeah. Banished like that poor book series that she just sent to Hell.
At the idea of getting up and doing commoner work she stuck her tongue out at him, her nose still turned up cutely. "Bahahahah! Shearly you're joking... jogging is hardly proper behoofier of a gentlelamby. Besides... didn't ewe hear the chiming clock? It's nearly curfew... I have to eat up, up, up so I can play the Dreams away." She toyed with the next book, pulling its bindings out as though it were a poor fly that she was ripping the wings off of as she hummed.
"We can play when the Dreams are away."
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(287 + 816 = 1103)
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Post by Abolish Nix on Aug 1, 2013 16:16:50 GMT -5
"You would be the one to miss a figure of speech, wouldn't you?" he rose then," I suppose I'll just have to wait to put together a play date for us." he handed the umbrella back and gave a jaunty, if not overly-polite, bow,"It is almost curfew, and that means soon..it's lights out."
They both would prepare for the purging of Dreams,. Humans were of little concern but DREAMS? It was they who had slighted him so, they who had ruined his happiness and took it away from him like...whatever it was that Laffy had had in her hooves a moment ago.
Surely it hadn't been a book off that cart, he would have noticed...
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Post by Laphasia Wernickle on Aug 1, 2013 16:50:50 GMT -5
Laffy didn't seem to mind having it mentioned that she was an oblivious little creature. She took her umbrella with a little giggle, hugging it close to her as if it were a long-lost childhood friend-- nevermind that the other Nightmare had stuck it through his head quite literally!
"I may have a few sugar-lamb-lumps for any Nightmare who can find it in his dark, dark heart to remind the other party guests," she cooed as he stepped back. Oh, she'd be here for a good longer while-- after all, if she saw a silly little Dream who couldn't read a clock then it'd be the best thing for her to shoo them back into their stables--
--OOPS!! Houses. Yes, houses. Though if the President was going to enact more wonderful decrees, they might not be houses for much longer.
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(160 + 1103 = 1263)
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Post by Abolish Nix on Aug 1, 2013 19:42:32 GMT -5
Oh now THAT was something he could get behind. He leaned over and kissed both of her cheeks, much in the same way people both greet and part. Kisskiss, of course. "See you at the towers, then... I'll be going to patrol the pleasantries of downtown." he near purred, wrapping a wing around himself and giving a rather mock-sultry gaze over the ruffled feathers.
"Do call me if you require anything of substance-- don't be taking all the fun, or I might not be able to earn anything..."
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Post by Laphasia Wernickle on Aug 3, 2013 23:50:55 GMT -5
Laphasia allowed for the cordial little farewell, tittering to herself as the unpredictable Nightmare gives her the royal treatment with a little kiss from cheek to cheek. Awh, how sweet! Sweet enough to get a little extra scoop of sugar just for his troubles when he comes to that party.
"Mm! Oh no no no, ewe should know full well that I don't like to do the 'fun' things on my lonely-lonesome. If I see a silly little sheep gone astray, shearly I'll know where to fiiind eweee~" She twirled her tiny umbrella and watched him leave, quite amused with the plan forming in her mind.
A party; a grand, grand party! Oh, there could be decorations and little Dream servants serving Human-made wine...
Ooh, they'd just have to go and collect those things, wouldn't they? What a perfect bonding experience!
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(153 + 1263 = 1416)
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