⇨ THE REALM OF DREAMS

[ringleaders]

Who: EVERYONE!
When: S1:D8 - S1:D18
Where: Visiting the Realm of Dreams.
What: The carnival arrives at a new location and has its first performance week with the new cast, as outlined here. This is a general mingling log for convenience purposes, but players are welcome to make as many other logs for this purpose as desired.
Warnings: Could be a lot of things, around these parts.

THE REALM OF DREAMS↴ As the carnival arrives at its first stop since its recruitment phase, and prepares to put its new band of workers to the test. In the meantime, there is a whole new world of dreams and nightmares to be explored, and threats to be faced on carnival turf. As of S1:D11, the carnival will be opening its doors to the creatures within, and the carnival will be open daily from noon to midnight, though the connection to the realm will be constant. This is an all purpose mingle log for the full duration of the stay, so please mark top levels with some estimate of what days they'll be occurring on. Please bring any mod questions to the original plotting post.

Comments

[spaghettimonster]

He shudders at the questions, hardly hearing her last statement. "Absolutely not! Sans is no babybones. He can clean up after himself. Or live in his disgusting, depressing heaps of laundry. I'm not his maid."

[drrdrrdrr]

"Heh," says Amethyst, who has definitely idly consumed discarded socks Sans has left around their trailer. "Chill out, bone dogg, I was telling you not to come in here."

[spaghettimonster]

"Just enter somebody's home? Without permission?? That would be rude!" Unlike standing around shouting at people, complaining about his brother, or surreptitiously adding dreamcatchers to their lot when nobody is home. "There's no cause for fear that I would do that."

[drrdrrdrr]

She snorts. "Okay. Well.. he probably doesn't need you to yell at him either? But, uh..." She scratches the back of her neck. This is all.. kind of weird?

"Look, uh... he hasn't mentioned you at all, dude. Like, I've been living with the guy for maybe a year now and..." Amethyst shrugs awkwardly. "I dunno, if something happened with you guys that you're not telling me about, then..."

[spaghettimonster]

They would have to agree to disagree on how much yelling Sans required. It was, as far as Papyrus was concerned, a definitely non-zero amount. But that all seems less immediately important than... the rest of this admission.

"Something...? No! We were great! But Sans said," Papyrus slouches in on himself, frowning. "He said it's not my fault. That's... almost the only thing he said."

There was something else, something about this place being different, but Sans refused to elaborate what that meant. He just kept reassuring him that it wasn't Papyrus's fault. Like he was trying to convince them both that it was true...?

[drrdrrdrr]

Amethyst's brow furrows under her all-encompassing bangs. She... doesn't really want to talk to Sans about this? But it's kind of looking like she might have to?

"Ugh... well..." She pushes a hand through her hair. "You're probably gonna have to find him and talk to him yourself, 'cause he's obviously not reading his mail."