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WHO: The Shifter & You. Yes, you.
WHEN: An ambiguous time that feels like a few hours but will, in fact, be the 24-ish hours 'til plot's end.
WHERE: [See NOTES]
WHAT: The house chases The Shifter.
WARNINGS: Language, violence, disturbing images, etc.

NOTES: Everyone in the house (including Castiel and Annie) has perhaps fallen asleep. The dream resembles reality, or vice-versa. You're not entirely sure. Wounds sustained in whatever this is will hurt and act as real wounds; weapons used will work properly, etc. People can form one large group or multiple smaller groups.

You will be encountering nightmares. These will be of your own devising and not The Shifter's direct creation, so please play them out within your group(s) and try to balance and mix multiple peoples' nightmares together (ie Owen might appear alongside Alastair in an empty school hallway, or you might find yourselves in Hell alongside Michael with key!Dawn trying to help you out). Please recall there are other monsters if you care to use them.

The Shifter will enter when he is found (yes, he will be found).. but that means that it's up to the players to get through at least one round of nightmares. A tip: work together! Please also be mindful of other peoples' activity and either break into groups based on that OR be patient. No one should be left out. If you break into groups, every group will get a Shifter and it will be up to you guys to figure out which is The Shifter.


tl;dr Work together, have fun, create your own nightmares and I'll torment you near the end with The Shifter.

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Amy took hold of the shotgun and braced herself to help pull Rose up. Those stomping feet were louder, closer, and even though Amy didn't know what it meant, the sound was starting to freak her out.

"Come on, hurry!"

There was a burst of static, and Amy glanced sideways to see one of the clerics' communicators lying in the grass. There was a voice coming out of it.

Don't blink. Blink and you're dead. It was the Doctor's voice. Not her Doctor, the other Doctor. The one in the trainers. You can't kill a stone. 'Course, a stone can't kill you either, but then you turn your head away, then you blink, and oh yes it can.

Amy gulped. She really didn't want to think about what that meant. Right now, she just had to focus on getting Rose off the staircase before whatever was marching towards them arrived.

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Thankfully, it was Rose's legs that had grown tired, not her arms. Amy's presence grounded her, and she was able to pull herself off the stairs.

The pair stood on solid floor, surrounded by plants. In about half a second, Rose gave Amy a look of thanks, then confusion, then urgency. The older girl tried to catch her breath. She wanted to ask where the forest had all come from, but there was no time. "We 'ave t' run!" Rose exclaimed. "Wha's comin' will kill us both."

It was then that she registered the voice in the grass. She looked toward the communicator with awe. For a moment, the Cybermen, the trees, the stairs- none of it mattered. Rose's voice quivered. She turned to Amy with a grave stare. It was time to ask the question she'd been keeping to herself all week.

"The Doctor. Where is 'e? Why 'aven't we seen 'im through all this?" Unintentionally, her voice came across as demanding, almost blaming. Rose returned the shotgun to her back. The instant she got an answer, they had to sprint for their lives.

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Somewhere in the trees, a shadow stirred.

"The Doctor's gone," whispered a voice inside the girls' minds. "It's only me and you now."

Barely lighter than the shadows cast by the foliage around it, the figure flitted across their eyelines.

"And them."

It came into plain view, then, still just a shadow but easily identifiable as the shape of a person. The sound of the Cybermen grew louder, and deep in the trees, light shone off the wings of stone angels.

"Catch me if you can."

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"What is it?" Amy demanded, catching Rose by the shoulder. "What's coming?"

She shook her head when Rose asked about the Doctor. She didn't have an answer for that. The Doctor just... left. That's what he did.

And then the thing appeared, whatever it was. Amy's eyes widened as she stared at it.

"What are you?" she shouted at it. "Why're you doing this?"

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Rose tried desperately to think, her mind clouded with steel, stone, and anger. Nothing about this was fair. Death was coming at them from all angles, and all the blonde wanted to do was fill the figure before them with bullets. He was winning.

She stepped backwards, feeling herself bump into the Atrium railing. They were cornered. Rose exhaled. She looked behind herself, down to the first floor, before reaching into her jacket. If she'd learned one thing from The Doctor, it was that running didn't mean cowardice. It simply meant one was clever enough to see a trap. She turned to Amy.

"Listen." She pulled the tiny Bulldog revolver from her pocket, "I think I'm startin' t' figure this ou'." Rose was analyzing the incident on the staircase. It had been nightmarish, impossible- just as impossible as a forest bursting from the floor, in fact. This entire thing was a dream. It had to be. Rose Tyler was going to take advantage of it.

She handed the gun to the ginger Companion, and hopped up to sit on the railing. Her eyes looked toward the shadow man ahead with disgust, then back to Amy. "I'm abou' t'do somethin' daft. If ya wanna follow me, well," she winked, "Tha's Amy's choice."

Saying no more, Rose leaned back. Her body dropped off the second floor and into the Atrium. Under normal circumstances, the fall could kill a woman. This, however, wasn't a particularly normal day. Instead of hitting the ground on the first floor, Rose plummeted into darkness. Hopefully, she'd dream up something less one-sided.