Elle Joyner
Fracturer of Fairytales
Nothing is Ever Quite What it Seems" -Koontz
What happens when it becomes illegal to sleep? When the only means of staying awake is a supplement that you happen to have an intolerance to? When your body suddenly stops responding to the Nudge Patch, it’s all you can do to stay awake - but it won’t last long…
And things become inherently worse when you discover it may not be a fluke… Someone has been tampering with the medication supply, but their motives may not be entirely what’s expected. Someone's been lying to you... and it's time to discover the truth.
Why was sleep outlawed in the first place? What’s so dangerous about those things called ‘dreams’? You might not know, but you’re about to find out. Just don't get caught...
GENERAL INFORMATION
Level: Detailed
Writing: High Quality || Three Paragraph Min.
Genre: Modern/Realistic
Secondary Genre: Action/Adventure
Tone: Exciting, Suspenseful
Player Autonomy: Medium
Prerequisites: N/A
Scale: Mid-sized (7-10 players)
Status: Under Construction
Level: Detailed
Writing: High Quality || Three Paragraph Min.
Genre: Modern/Realistic
Secondary Genre: Action/Adventure
Tone: Exciting, Suspenseful
Player Autonomy: Medium
Prerequisites: N/A
Scale: Mid-sized (7-10 players)
Status: Under Construction
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” -Poe
A world where reality and dreams collide and nothing is quite as it seems. You'll portray a lower class citizen, employed at The Warehouse- an enormous multi-level factory that does everything from assembly line production to telemarketing.
For the better part of your life, you've responded well to the Nudge Patch, but rather unexpectedly, you've begun to show signs of rejecting the medication. Previously, it's was assumed this medication would only prove ineffective in those with a specific genetic trait known as Narcs (Narcoleptics).
You've done your best to hide this sudden development, but it's only a matter of time before you're discovered. Possibly more disconcerting are the dreams you've been having. Dreams of a world, ripped apart... a wasteland of death and devastation, where voices cry out in constant agony and need - voices you can never find... which can never find you.
You wake, sweating... heart pounding, but even as sleep fades, the dreams do not. They cling to you throughout your day... walking, waking terrors. You're sure you're alone... until the letter arrives.
You have been chosen.
Don't fear the dreams.
Fear everything else.
You will be contacted soon.
Note: This is only the interest check -- I am not yet ready to begin accepting characters. Just want to get an idea of interest.