DemetrioMachete
Messiah of the New Night
Every now and then, a sleeping creature begins to dream.
In a dream, the laws which bind us to a life of normality vanish, and we are free to create havoc in all manners we can imagine. Our spree of fun ends only when we wake up; gravity returns, our powers fade, and we're still ugly.
But what if you woke up, and your dream kept going?
How long could you cope with a sudden loss of normality in your life? What if hammerspace was a thing? What if your life had the same grips on reality as a Western Cartoon? Would you keep a straight face and adjust to the lunacy around you? Or would you aim to make that lunacy even more hectic...?
In a dream, the laws which bind us to a life of normality vanish, and we are free to create havoc in all manners we can imagine. Our spree of fun ends only when we wake up; gravity returns, our powers fade, and we're still ugly.
But what if you woke up, and your dream kept going?
How long could you cope with a sudden loss of normality in your life? What if hammerspace was a thing? What if your life had the same grips on reality as a Western Cartoon? Would you keep a straight face and adjust to the lunacy around you? Or would you aim to make that lunacy even more hectic...?