Blue Rose

"I don't want to lie, but I don't want to tell the truth either... If you need help... I'll come running. Go on ahead."{Independent Garry RP blog from the Horror RPG Ib Huge WIP for now}

[dreamingdreamingmary]

“Hey, hey! It’s you again!” Immediately she ran up towards the other and began jumping in place excitedly. It was rather uncommon for someone to sync up with her dreams twice, especially without Dream abilities. Oh, maybe…

“…Do you maybe… Remember me?“

[impossible-rxse]

“Oh hey!” He was surprised to see her again, and to have such an overwhelming reaction from her, making him laugh shortly in amusement. He hadn’t seen her in quiet some time, and he had started to think she was just a figment of his dream until now.

“Mary, right? Of course I remember, I don’t get a lot of visitors here. How are you?”

[hemophyte]

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[hemophyte]

    Aqua paused, wheeling around and turning to stare at the sound.  Thankfully, she didn’t jump and teleport.  That would’ve been bad.  She clenched her hand, jumping slightly as she felt something sharp.  She glanced down, only to see a rose in her grip, black petals splayed about.  …Was this some sick joke?

    “Hey!  Another person!  Thank everything.”  She paused, clearing her throat.  “I hate to sound ignorant, but do you know where this is?  I’ve absolutely no clue…”

[impossible-rxse]

Garry jumped a bit, half of him not expecting the person to actually hear him. Luckily they didn’t attack instantly so that took the edge off, if only a little. His eyes followed hers, seeing the black petals the same time she did, tempted to take a step back or five. After his first time here, he looked up rose color meanings, which proved interesting yet heartbreaking, and black spelled nothing good. 

“Uhhh, hey.” He greeted hesitantly, confused at the question. “The Guertena Art Gallery, but this isn’t actually the real place, where we are is called the Fabricated World. Are you sure you aren’t from the gallery...?”

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By ハシコ

[hemophyte]

+impossible-rxse

    “…Motherfucker.”  Aqua immediately slapped herself mentally for letting that cussword slip, but what do you expect?  She had just decided to leave her house for a few minutes, only to end up in a gigantic maze.  Was there even an exit?!  Ugh, she hoped someone was in here.  Maybe they’d be able to help.

    She just had to make sure not to “blink” when someone was around, because at this rate, it was the quickest way for her to navigate this labyrinth. 

[impossible-rxse]

“How’d I get stuck here again!” Garry exclaimed to himself, failing to keep his voice leveled since seriously. He’d finally gotten the courage to return to the gallery, the real gallery, not expecting to get thrown back into the hellish other gallery but dreading it all the same. He was regretting it, really, really regretting it, but at the very least he knew his way around. Kinda. It seemed like it had changed a bit since last time, but that may just be his paranoia.

Turning a corner, blue rose back and held firmly this time around, he saw another figure a bit ahead, mistaking it for a mannequin at first until he noticed they had different clothes and still had a head. It was likely another person stuck here but he’s been wrong before... Not wanting to get much closer just in case, he clears his throat to catch their attention.

[dreamingdreamingmary]

~A new Door appered within the Dream~

[dreamingdreamingmary]

A small gasp came from her as the small bird appeared. Wasn’t it a painting not too long ago? Did it come to life? 'Oh how cute! I wonder if all of Garry's painting can come to life? Oh, this will be such a fun dream!' She tried to mimic a chirp, but it didn’t come out as well as she had hoped. Oh well…

A giggle couldn’t help but escape from her. “It looks like you and your bird friend are really close! How cute. Also, I would love for you to show me around! I could show you some of my favorite places after we’re done, if you would like.”

[impossible-rxse]

Both Garry and the bird paused at the attempted chirp, Garry giving a giggle of his own while the bird gave her a curious look, chirping at her more and hopping about the man's shoulder. He laughed again at that, amused by how excited his little feathered friend was at hearing her talk to him.

"Well, I'd hope we are, since I painted him after a friendly bird I'd met once. I'd love to see them." Even though I didn't know I could leave here until five minutes ago. Standing up, he motioned to the room around him, some paintings spilling out from their frames and the flowers on surrounding vines blooming as if on command. "Welcome to my gallery. Any paintings or photos you'd like to know about first?"

[impossible-rxse]

*Throws a blue doll at you*

"HIYAAAAA—" Jumps back and throws it to the side quickly.

"I thought those things only appeared in the gallery!” Glares at it, tempted to kick it away.

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[dreamingdreamingmary]

~A new Door appered within the Dream~

[dreamingdreamingmary]

"Oh, I’m exploring! Your door appeared, so I got curious."

Taking a glance around the room, it looked like a small gallery. There were photos and painting everywhere. Was he an artist? 

"Ah, did I interrupt you? I’m so sorry if I did!"

[impossible-rxse]

"Appeared?"

That was an interesting choice of words... Shaking his head in response to the question, he went to speak when a small white bird flew up onto his shoulder. It came from one of the paintings in the room, inspired by the companion he and Ib had for a short time in the dungeon, one of the very few safe inhabitants that helped them. It chirps at Mary, head tilting at her curiously as if to ask who the new person was before tugging at a clump of Garry's hair with it's beak, causing him to whine.

"O-ow, o-okay please let go, why do you like my hair so much...? Ah! My apologizes, Mary. No, you weren't interrupting anything, unless you count this one trying to make a nest out of my hair... If you're exploring, would you like me to show you around? It's not much to look at however, so it'll be a rather short tour."