IC: Through the looking glass...

[thekingsgambit]

[So I guess it's still Halloween night and if you're leaving the mess hall after all that partying, you might now find yourself mysteriously situated around a loooong table in the center of the cornfield. Said table is decked out in a variety of tea cups in all designs and sizes, hundreds of little confections and cookies (each shaped like one of the four card suits) and equally creative pots of self-boiling tea. Oh, and Arthur is also sleeping in the center of the table, mysteriously wearing a striped collar of various shades of purple.

Each of our guests might also notice the intricately labeled name card in front of them and of course the new themed outfit they're suddenly wearing (or in some cases still wearing).]

Comments

[littlestdeath]

Well, yeah, but how do you wake up when you're in the dream?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

You usually have to realize you're dreaming first.

[littlestdeath]

I can never do that. It's only after I wake up that I realize it. Is that how the girl gets out of her dream, though?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

Her sister calls for her.

[littlestdeath]

Does that mean everyone from her dream disappeared?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

They weren't real, just parts of her imagination. Even the cards she thought were attacking her at the end, they were just leaves.

[littlestdeath]

...She must have had a really good imagination.

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

That's what the story's about.

[littlestdeath]

It sounds kind of fun! A little weird, but fun. Did you like it?

[thekingsgambit.livejournal.com]

It was okay.

[littlestdeath]

Just okay? A story with all sorts of things like that? You're hard to please.