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Now, how does this thing...

[It takes Soma a few seconds to figure out that the wristband comm is working as intended, and a few more to figure out what he wanted to say.] Ah, there it goes.

My name's Soma. I've already been given the basic rundown on where I am, but... well, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't skeptical. A week ago I'd have called the whole situation insane. [A wry smile.] But that was a week ago, before... well.

Anyway, that's neither here nor there. I just wanted to get on this thing and see if any of my friends are out there, and ask if anyone has any information they'd like to pass along to the new guy.

Hello, and welcome to-

I am sorry, my resources here appear to be limited. I have been authorized to use this network in order to make announcements regarding current events on the Mother of Invention.

Currently, many of my systems remain inoperable. However, I am attempting to make the systems control portions of the ship accessible, and I would appreciate any assistance in bringing the rest of my functions online. I will be opening up a secondary training room shortly in order to provide a route to these vital areas.

Thank you for your help, and have a nice day.

[So guess who also shot at the Moogles and guess who also got to experience a ~~stop spell~~ stasis field, and who's less than happy about the whole thing?]

[This girl.]

[A video feed opens on another fully armored personnel, her Israeli accent edged with frustration.]

Noble Two calling Noble Actual. Come in Noble Actual. Colonel Holland? Auntie Dot -- Someone needs to tell me what the hell is going on.

[Some brief, jerking movements as she tries to brush off the Meow Wow that keeps rubbing up against her leg and snuffling affectionately.] Stop it. If I'd known you are what I was making I wouldn't have bothered. Go away before I shoot you.

If anyone's having any trouble with the latest round of dreams, I can help. Or at least listen if you want.

I figure I owe you guys since I got helped last time.

[A little while later, the video's on and there's a variety of holograms appearing. Some fireworks, a few dream eaters, a moogle. All a familiar red and blue colour. Theta's trying his best to cheer people up.]

[ooc: timing for this is nebulous and can easily become action if that's what you want. Just let me know the subject line or somewhere how you want to do this.]

[York's image comes up on the communicator, and even with armor on he looks fairly confused. He's sitting in the hotel, and Sparky's in his usual position on top of York's head.]

Okay, so I know I've been kind of distracted most of this week, but what the heck happened on the Mother of Invention? Is everyone okay?

[It's early, but not early enough that it's obscene or anything. If you're a early riser, you're probably up at this time anyway.

North's on the camera looking a little bleary eyed, like he just woke up. Normally this would be a text, but he's not awake enough for that.]

Word to the wise, don't leave your spirit treats where the spirits can get at them.

[If one could see his room, one would see a chaos of dream pieces and clothing thrown about the room, as well as a very annoyed pricklemane because he did not get to eat. There's a nose poking into the screen now, that's alternating between sniffing and bumping against North, trying to get his attention. Person, person, pay attention to me, person. Do you have more treats? I'm still hungry and they were good. Person!

North has to push the nose away.]

Fine, we'll go outside and get more.

[He looks down at the floor before picking up something might have been clothing at one point.]

You ate my shirt to?

[end feed]

[Eraqus comes onscreen, looking quite serious business.]

This is a general message to everyone who's thought of traveling to the world that's appeared: please use the utmost care, and refrain from doing so unless you are absolutely prepared for combat, or are in a large group.

There is some creature or entity there that is attacking people at random, even those in groups, and has already caused a lot of harm. It is very fast, and no one has seen it yet even upon a direct attack, which suggests it either has some degree of invisibility or time manipulation. I would recommend people don't travel there until we can find some way to detect and stop it.

On that note, if you have any technical or magical knowledge on detecting invisibility or related, now would be the time to bring it up.

[Something peers in from behind Eraqus: his new Dream Eater, a Thunderaffe. She seems to be prancing in place, as if she's ready to show that strange menace who's boss. Come on, she can take it! Eraqus turns around.]

No, Soemon, you need a lot of training first.

[He knew what Wash had said. Wash had damn well warned him not to go alone.

Did Epsilon listen? Of course not. When he wanted to see something, he was stubborn.

That's why he's currently somewhere on the Mother of Invention in spite of the warning, holding his head. At first... It wasn't terrible. It probably would have been fine if he hadn't been alone with Allison and his memories. The Alpha's memories. Being tortured to the point of breaking over and over again. Now? He couldn't really tell where the memories ended and the world began.

And that's why Allison has his communicator, pressing buttons to turn it on with the camera on her person. The camera isn't steady... Someone needs to talk to him for her. She's making anxious noises and trying to comfort him... It's not helping. Especially as she knows there should be Nightmare Dream Eaters somewhere here. It's a matter of time before they're noticed, and her person in no shape to run or help. Not that he isn't more likely to put a hole in the ship than help.

Allison would die before she let him down in a time like this.

The background of the shaking camera isn't various obvious, but it appears to be a hallway. Epsilon managed to get further than the bridge before he was overwhelmed. Not by a whole lot.]

[Edit note: Added last paragraph]

[So, with Ziva gone, Fluffy and Abby have been in Wash's care. But, that doesn't mean the behave. They break out at least once a day to try to find Ziva. ~~Why no, she totally didn't teach them how to pick locks.~~ This time is slightly different though.

They brought Ziva's comm with them.

It's currently in Fluffy's possession, and he's in flight somewhere in Traverse Town. Every once in a while, Abby can be seen on the ground in the lens of the comm. They're talking back and forth to each other, mostly Where haven't we looked? and Hey! Over there!.

Then, there's the sound of gunfire off in the distance. Their person had a gun! And it sounded kind of like that sometimes. So, immediate direction change and off they go that way. The comm is tossed down to Abby and she catches it as he lands on her head, taking a break from flying for a moment.

The camera shows a glimpse of someone, in armor...some not-so-blue shade of blue, but not enough to show who it may be. Just...it's not who they were looking for.]

[There's a close-up view of a well-manicured goatee, though there's a bit of blood around the lips, and as he adjusts the camera, it's plain to see that the clearly-attractive man has definitely been in a fight recently. Put mildly. And also that he's wearing some kind of metal armor suit thing, with the face-mask open.

He opens his mouth to speak, then closes it again. Twice. This is not a man accustomed to being at a loss for words.]

Please tell me there's someone in this sparkly-rainbow-nightmare than can get a full sentence out, with minimal KUPO, that can tell me what the hell is going on?

...please?

[The camera pans out just enough to show the komory bat perched on the top of the man's head, chittering away happily. Tony swipes at him half-heartedly, as if they've been through this a few times already, and the bat makes no motion to vacate his vantage point.

Tony looks pleadingly into the camera, and with a deep sigh, cuts the feed.]

[The broadcast starts rather abruptly. The recording device is on its side like it was just dropped there. Suddenly the image bounces and shifts as it is picked up in the mouth of something (for the record, it's a Meow Wow).

The Meow Wow holds the recorder while a fight is going on. A small gang of Pricklemanes are slamming spiky tails at a target off screen. Suddenly something teal and orange flips through the air and lands on camera. It's...a platypus in a fedora?

Perry slams his tail into the face of one of the Pricklemane's and then grabs another to throw at a third Pricklemane. He fights with grace and speed and probably a little more power than one would give a small semi-aquatic mammal credit for. The trio of Pricklemane's burst into fragments and Perry adjusts his hat. A job well done. It might have seemed like a short fight, but Perry looks a little tired, so the feed probably only caught the last part of it.

Perry turns to the Meow Wow and frowns, giving it a side long look. Weren't you supposed to be---Perry froze. His eyes lock onto the screen that you are currently watching him from. He winces and rushes forward to block the camera with his hand and the feed abruptly ends.]

[Despite all he's done to try, North is still not getting enough sleep. Luna's visit helped, but Theta is still anxious, and North can't get to the end of the dream where things start to fix themselves. Theta gets stuck at the breaking apart, with memories of how he was created from the Alpha still very fresh for him. It's painful to go through, even if North is just getting the memory of the experience, and he would rather not put both of them through that.

So no sleep for Freelancer or AI.

He's hid it well enough for the past while he thinks. He's stumbled a few places, but otherwise, he's still functioning. He made it through the mansion alright after all.

Now, however. Now he'd not so sure.

He'd just wanted to go out for a walk, get some air and try and calm Theta down. It's really annoying how these streets can't be walked without encountering nightmares. It's worse that he didn't sleep at all last night because Theta had a particularly bad time. Cactus and Winnie are doing what they can, but it's hard for North to break away and put some distance between them to use his rifle effectively. Just bashing the nightmares on the head isn't doing much.

Still, he'd holding his own for the most part, until he finds himself surrounded by a few Kooma pandas and no way out. He tries to activate his shield but they're too close for it to be effective. Turns out the nightmare versions of Kooma pandas hit really hard, and North goes down. Immediately Cactus and Winnie are there and Theta's activated the shield. He's panicking, and scared because North being knocked out is not a good thing and he can't be in control. He knows he needs help so he goes to the communicator.

To his credit, he manages to sound somewhat in control.]

North's been knocked out by some nightmares. I've got the shield up but he needs help. Like, really soon.

[He can keep the shield going for as long as North's suit has power, which is a while, but he's worried about Cactus and Winnie, since he can't give them potions or anything like that]

We're in the backstreets of Traverse Town.

[ooc: Okay, so, to keep things organized, the first person to respond to this post will be the person rescuing North. Other people can respond, but Theta will tell them someone is on the way to avoid 20 people showing up to rescue North. It's a giant game of first, so have at it.]

Hiiiiiii, everypony!

[The pink pony seems cheerfully oblivious to the Hebby Rep chewing on her head.] My name's Pinkie Pie, and I just gotta say, this is the coolest dream ever! Whoever set this up totally knew what they were doing! And I mean, I've had some real dream-doozies, like that time when everything in Ponyville turned into cake and I had to eat it all while Twilight played on the tuba, but I've never-ever dreamed up my very own shiny dream-lizard before!

[She lifts a foreleg to point, causing the spirit to leap and clamp his jaws around that instead. Pinkie smiles.] I think I'm gonna call him Toothy!

[It was the middle of the night, or middle of the morning, whichever you want to call it. For most here, the art of sleep may have been... sort of an odd ritual than normal, with the constant reoccurring dreams. Emizel had been good about it not bothering him that much for quite some time. Many demons had a habit for staying awake for days on end and then sleeping all that time off later. Which may have been part of the case here, only now, this time the dreams were really starting to get to him.]

[Getting to sleep wasn't the hard part, it was trying to stay there. Rolling to a different side, curling up, straightening out, lie on his back, neither of those things were making anything different. Still the same dream, still the same memory. Being abandoned was bad enough just the first time, of course he didn't want to be reminded of it another twenty times more.]

[The next time Emizel woke up he got so fed up that he chucked the pillow across the room, disrupting the Spirits. From there he sat up and brought his knees to his chest.]

... I'm not allowed to forget, am I? [Buries face.]

[... Alright alright. Maybe there was something that could distract him from this. A minute or so later he looked up to the nightstand and grabbed the device, and clicked it open. There had to be something else going on..]

((If I know whenever or not Emizel is freelancing hotels again, or if he's staying with the Tea Shop gang or Days Trio by now, this post may double as an action one too))

[The communicator turns on - or maybe is turned on, it's a little hard to tell - to Nepeta putting the finishing touches on... something. A moment later, she sits back, revealing a series of drawings that appear to have been drawn right on the wall. Fortunately, they also seem to done in chalk.

Of more interest might be the fact that there might just be a few familiar face in amongst the drawings. For those who happen to have been to Even's place, the general decor might also look just a little familiar.

For her part, Nepeta simply looks over the little drawings once more before turning towards the camera.]

That's better, don't you think?

[Judging by the enthusiastic squeak that answers the question, she's probably asking her bat, who is likely also behind the camera being on in the first place.]

Uhh... Agent Washington?

[If Wash is any good at reading tone of voice, he'll be able to tell that Ven-or-Roxas is nervous. After Wash's reaction to the unconsciousness happening the first time, he's pretty sure the man won't be too thrilled to hear it happened again. But at the moment, he's the best chance Ven has, really.]

You said you had some problems with your memory, too. Do you... think we could talk?

[The room was rather quiet, just a small bedroom with not a whole lot of light in it. There was the faint sound of something flapping although it presumably Val watching overhead.]

[He started to think more about all the clues given to them so far. The sleep they were all seemingly in, the repeating dreams, which obviously had to be caused by someone... or something, the keyhole, which didn't appear until after the Nightmares were gone, and it was their objective. And now apparently, it was happening all over again. Most likely to go to yet another new world and start over again. Why?]

... No matter what way I look at it now, we really are doing somebody's work for them.

[And he's not liking this one. bit.]

[Luna looks tired and irritated as she comes onscreen, her ears low and her fur a bit matted as if she's only just woken up. Ordinarily, she wouldn't make an announcement about something that pertains to her work like this, but after the last time this happened, she believes it relevant to the community at large. And, well, no one else seems to be forthcoming about their nightly travails...]

We are all sharing the same dreams. Again.

Doubtless, you have all noticed the...general pattern these new recurrences have been taking. [Said in a tone that clearly indicates she knows that practically no one here is sleeping peacefully.] And, once again, the Keyhole is common to all. Perhaps this heralds the opening of yet another world?

[The communicator switches on to a lovely view of the ceiling in one of the hotel rooms, followed by a Pricklemane's face, as it's propped up on one side. It seems that bad habits are indeed travelling far. There's a noise of a door opening, and the Pricklemane jumps off and wiggles its way under the bed.

Once the door opens, a Necho Cat jumps into view, before hopping onto the bed - looking around for a few seconds - and then deciding to hide itself under the covers. It's completely, utterly foolproof.

Except for that Necho Cat shaped ball on top of the bed, but shh, don't tell it that.

A second or so later, Kairi walks in.]

Flame? Coast? Where have you two got off to now?

[Then she spots the unmistakable shape... "hiding" on her bed, and she shakes her head.]

Hide and seek again? Oh, well... guess I'll just have to go give these treats to Sora and Riku's spirits instead, won't I...?

[Theta's turned the communicator on again. He's got some stuff on his mind, and he decided to wait until North was asleep to deal with it, though he'll be telling him about it later.

However, it's hard question to ask, so he's dithering about it. And the best way he knows how is to work on another hologram.

There's a holographic Meow Wow bouncing around on the screen. It's a bit rough, but overall pretty satisfactory. He's pretty proud of it.]

[Private to AIs]

Uh...hey...guys. I, I need to ask you guys a question.

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