⇨ 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.

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Gottlieb Albrecht | OC

[veinglory]

Sneaky Sleepy (D8 - D18)

[Guess who has Papyrus as a roommate? Guess who also, while probably not needing to sleep, enjoys luxurious naps as part of his hedonistic lifestyle? In various little nooks and crannies of the carnival, you may stumble upon stout fellow in Colonial era clothes curled up and snoozing. As of late, he's found himself attracted to small areas he can squeeze himself into. Is he impeding your work? Or just creeping you out? He mutters happily in his sleep, either way.]

Mmm, yes. Once more with feeling, if you please... zzz...

Fast Food (D8 - D18)

[The lack of pleasurable naps is only one trouble that is currently effecting the vampire's current life. The other... is hunger.

He'd been advised to simply feed from patrons. While some might be capable of just randomly pulling a person from a group like a weak gazelle from a herd, Gottlieb considered himself a gentleman. A gentleman would not do such a rude thing!

That is why he, currently in full rainbowy clown regalia, is stopping folks at random.]

I am so sorry, if I could just have a minute of your time! You see, I am a vampire and am feeling a bit peckish and -- wait, wait! Where are you going? I promise it won't hurt!

Build Your Own Premise!

((ooc: What it says on the tin!))

Fast food!

[sweatysometimes]

[ Pidge is making her way across the carnival grounds, toolkit in hand as she heads towards a ride that needs some attention when she hears the familiar voice of the Colonial era vampire. She hesitates, then pauses in her stride. She watches for a long moment, then cracks a small, worried, smile. ]

You doing okay, Gottlieb?

[veinglory]

Ah, Pidge!

[He closes the gap between them, so that she's close enough for him to worriedly whisper to. There's a slight, visible trembling every now and again.]

I am having a bit of an issue securing a meal. In fact, a few have run away screaming.

[sweatysometimes]

Oh.

[ A pang of sympathy that's tempered by the distrust that Pidge holds for most of the people she's found herself forced to work with. It's awkward and she does feel bad for Gottlieb. That kind of diet most make life awkward. ]

Yeah, I mean... most people don't want their blood sucked.

[veinglory]

No, it is not an easy agreement to come to. Not to mention the patrons from this particular area seem a touch... flighty?

[A turn to look over his shoulder.]

I am still not sure I understand the explanation about them.

[sweatysometimes]

Flighty? Er, I guess that's one way of putting it, yeah. It's... weird.

[ Not that anything that's happened to her in the last few weeks can be described as anything BUT weird. ]

I don't really get it either. Are you gonna be okay?

Fast food!

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

...I am a zebra, does that fulfill
The hunger that clouds your will?

[Seriously, does it work cross-species like that? That seems to be something that would possess some serious biological boundary limitations.]

And if your need causes you to fade
Why have you not sought out my aid?

[veinglory]

[He waves his hands in front of himself apologetically.] I really didn't want to trouble you with something so embarrassing. My apologies for you to find out this way.

Er, I have been able to survive from time to time on the blood of raw meat of cattle. It is not quite as satisfying, but it works in a pinch.

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

Please don't eat
My raw meat.

[Just to establish boundaries here.]

But if I can help then I think
I know how to get you a drink.
I will not be overly pained
If my blood is slightly drained.
Then I can brew up a tonic
To keep my anemia from being chronic.

[veinglory]

I would be quite thankful for the help, Miss.

[He pauses. Should he rhyme back? Is he being impolite by breaking the poetry?

I am afraid I'm not very... good at this?

[zebrarhyme_everytime]

[Actually, he's being flirty by trying. But nopony knows that and Zecora won't ruin their souls by telling them.]

Let us go back to my abode.
This is not suited for the road.

SNEAKY...

[fortuneglass]

[Such as, maybe...

The many many piles of fabric in the tailor work room? (Cozy!)

It takes Carly some time to realize there is sleepy muttering going on, but eventually she manages to hear it, seek it out, lift up one of the many stacks of softer things and-] HEEEH-

ah-!

[Quieter, quieter!!] HEHHHH!!! Someone's sleeping HERE!??

..

[veinglory]

[It's too late for quiet! He sits straight up quite quickly, face terrified as he makes a few odd chittering noises.]

GAH! I wasn't asleep! I was... looking for... something I dropped!

[Then, a moment later.]

... is there some sort of small animal in here?

[fortuneglass]

AH- [Oh, he woke!

....Well she doesn't have to be worried about quiet anymore!] Y-You were definitely asleep don't lie!! And we don't have mice, I made sure of it!

[SHE.... THINKS.]

[veinglory]

Then what was that -- oh, perhaps my ears are playing tricks on me.

[A wobbly attempt at standing is made, his body still waking up.]

My sincerest apologies, madam, I did not mean to make a mess of your work.

[fortuneglass]

Well, actually, these are just spare fabrics...

..And they're not blankets either..! What were you doing here?!

SS Gottlieb

[waitingforplayer2]

[ Oh. That's why the water gun arcade isn't working. Chiaki's more than a little surprised to find him tucked away inside the machine, brushing up against some old wires and causing the machine to short-circuit.

Uh. She looks around. Does he have a dreamcatcher?... She probably has an extra somewhere. ]

[veinglory]

[The light that pools in makes the vampire's eyes flutter open. There's a weird chittering sound and much flailing of limbs before he realizes where he is, at which point he looks up at Chiaki with a sheepish smile.]

Ah. Hello!

[waitingforplayer2]

[ The chittering's... strange. But she doesn't see anything on him that's causing it. ]

Hi! Sorry to wake you... you can go back to sleep if you want.

[veinglory]

No, no! It's quite alright, my dear!

[An attempt to exit results instead in him tumbling face first into the ground.]

[waitingforplayer2]

Oh!!

[ She goes to his side and tries to help him off the ground, brushing himself off. ]

Here...! We should get you a place to sleep. I can take you to your trailer if you want?

Fast Food

[dorkypantsuit]

[The Psionic see's the spectacle with the patrons and tries very hard not to laugh. He understands Gottlieb's in a frustrating predicament, but at the same time he's dressed up like a clown and asking ridiculous questions. He chuckles, but just a bit before approaching the vampire.]

You know, you can just drink some of my blood if that's what you need.

[veinglory]

Oh thank you so very much kind--

[As Gottlieb turns to look at the person addressing him, he stops mid sentence. Tall? Check. Dark? Well. A grayish color. Handsome? Check. In a snap, his expression changes to one that is much more coy, putting hands on both his cheeks and blushing.]

-- ah! Sir! I am overcome with gratitude!

[To both Psionic and the mysterious powers of the universe.]

[dorkypantsuit]

[That... Was an interesting expression. Psii raises a single eyebrow, but other than that doesn't question it.]

Yeah. No problem. Does it need to be red blood though?

[veinglory]

I suppose I don't know. I've only ever had one kind.

[The temptation to insist they try it to find out is pushed down as he tries to give some impression of self-control.]