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indie FLIP from winsor mccay's little nemo in slumberland penned by hayden est. 3.29.17

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“Listen… Flip.” He groaned as he stepped out from under his arm. He wasn’t to keen on being touched though as soon as he moved away he figured it was just one more thing Flip had in his weird arsenal. “You know, now that I think about it, it would be really nice to have a pistol again. Maybe, you know, somehow carry it over into my dreams…”  He mused with a smirk. He wasn’t normally this forward, and usually, he was one to back down and shy away but this guy just seemed to be pushing all of his buttons and he had no idea how to calm himself down. The bitch of it all was that this was all happening within his own mind. 

Robbie rolled his eyes… At the cigar smoke, at the fact he felt like formally meeting him, he could have done without all of this. “I suppose it could make for an interesting story.” He muttered as he carefully looked over Flip and took in his appearance, his gestures… the scent of the cigar. “You really are quite the character, aren’t you?”

“A pistol, eh?” He laughed. “You human are so strange. What, would you shoot me?” As Robbie moved out from under his arm, Flip pulled it back to himself, giving him an offended look. “So mean. I didn’t do nothing. Ah well.” He folded his arms and crossed his ankle, leaning back as if he had something to put his weight on, but he didn’t-- and yet he balanced seemingly on thin air. It was all just so amusing.

“An interesting story. You could say that. Yeah. Let’s hear it.” He smiled widely, taking his cigar out of his mouth long enough to show off his toothy grin that seemed just non human enough to make one remember what kind of reality they were in. “Me? A character? Sure. I’m, ah... someone once called me a frightful fellow, although the description seems a little harsh. What say you, kid?”

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Oops. Sorry for going MIA. Flip & I are back, at least partially. Things are low-key enough here I don’t feel overwhelmed.

[gentlemanuniverse]

good stuff

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Odd ball questions

What part of pop culture do you wish would just go away? idk, i’m fine with most pop culture stuff honestly. i guess the trend of being creepy around celebrities that comes with the territory. What is your favorite salty snack? all salty stuff but pretzels and cashews especially. What song do you love to dance to? all the musical theatre stuff but mostly the CATS cast album.

What was your most embarrassing hair style? there was a time my super short haircut grew out and ended up looking like a bowl cut and it was bad... If you could have a drink with someone from history who would it be? omg. agatha christie for sure.

What is the furthest west you have traveled?   not at all lmao. only up and down the east coast.... but I did go east to china four years ago haha. What is the funniest thing you have heard a child say?   today a boy my friend was babysitting insulted my least favorite character in CATS (that everyone loves) and I laughed so hard. What vegetable do you hate? asparagus and collard greens.

Have you ever been mentioned in the newspaper? in 5th grade I think! If you could live in any other country for 2 years where would you go? I’d love to go to England tbh 

If you could see 24 hours into the future what would you do with this ability? I would find out what goes wrong in my performance tomorrow so I can fix it ahead of time. Also figure out if I’m going to see Callan at stage door.... What is the worst physical pain you have ever been in? when I got into a car accident a few years ago and cut my head really badly. In what way are your parents out of date? My mom with technology and my dad with liberal politics lmfao Do you have faith in the next generation? Why? Mostly, but that’s just the people I’ve been surrounded by. I’m worried. What makes you laugh? Good comedic performances and also people doing impressions of people I know. What exotic pet would you like to have? Oh my god a baby fox.... Who taught you to cook? no one lmfao i can’t cook. What color underwear are you wearing? tan I think What single piece of technology makes your life easier? phone for sure What do you miss from your childhood? going to camp and playing extensive world-building games in the woods. What do you do to impress someone you are attracted to? oh god I don’t know because im so awkward rip

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Tagging: I don’t know many people here but um.... @psychopatx @thcrnypain 

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“Like I said, it was fine until you showed up.” He half smirked. He didn’t know what the game was and he really didn’t want to know. Since when did anything bother him? “And for your information, whatever does terrorize me at night, I’m guessing you already know, and if not, then I have no intentions of informing you.” 

“Flip, charmed.” He sighed quietly and left a brief pause as his last words slowly sunk into him and he had half a mind to ignore it, and assume this creepy individual was well, just being creepy. “So what changed that you felt the need to make a lasting impression now?”

“Oh well now that’s not very nice, Robbie, ol’ pal. Don’t be so mean to poor old Flip.” He laughed and threw an arm over the man’s shoulder. Personal boundaries didn’t exist for Flip. They went against his moral code. “Of course I know, kid. But it’s not gonna help ya to keep it to yerself. Come on. Got nightmares? Let it all out, your buddy Flip is here ta listen.”

Did he care? Not particularly. But this was fun for him, more fun than he usually had screwing around with the adults who passed through Slumberland. “What change? You did, guy.” Flip scratched the top of his head curiously and took a long drag of his cigar, blowing the smoke out in a puff. “I dunno what it was, but I figured you’d gone long enough without us, ah... formally meeting.”

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flip is the worst okay but the thing about him is he loves mischief and causing trouble above all else. since most older kids/teenagers/adults aren’t interested in the FUN kind of mischief, he fucks with them to entertain himself. but if there’s a young child in slumberland who he thinks he can influence, he’ll try to teach them all he knows and get them to go on weird adventures with him because he’s just a child at heart himself, albeit a rather sinister one at times. and if he finds a child he really connects with he’ll protect them fiercely from any evil in slumberland, wake them up from nightmares, and refuse to wake them up until the last possible second if they’re having fun together

basically what i’m saying is give me  && flip all the child muses/child versions of muses because while slumberland exists for everyone, it’s only in a child’s mind that it’s at it’s best.

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thcrnypain:

                          One of the many downsides of being Meg was that she often                             jumped straight to conclusions. Of course, she could never be                             too careful, since many seemed to want her head on a platter                             at the moment. Let’s just say her reaction to Flip sneaking up                             on her gave him an angel blade to the neck, her stealth never                             failing her.

                 “Who are you, what are you, and what the hell do you want from me?”

       Oh. Flip flinched at the blade-- he wasn’t sure what a weapon like that could do to him in this world, but he knew what it could do in Slumberland, and it wasn’t something to mess around with. Staying otherwise, the rouge clown threw up his hands as if to say I’m innocent! Still, he couldn’t help the snarky response to the question posed to him. 

       “Easy, princess. You can put that thing down, I’m not here ‘ta hurt ya.” Was that a small hint of fear in his voice? “The name’s Flip, that’s all ya gotta know. I’m just, uhh...” he smiled. “Observin’.”

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lcstdcg:

          ❝ not of any surprise I would recognize as… ❞

     dreams consisting of what would call a constant hell. they would not be wrong. though this was a surprise. if he was still dreaming, why was he being spoken to. something was off about the situation.

         ❝ who- who are you? i don’t recall knowing you. ❞

     cautious eyes looked over the peculiar man. trying to register where in his life he had seen him before. each night would be full of dour thoughts of lecter, a stag, or the recent casualty he worked on. the idea of waking from the moment seemed like a wise choice, but he was dangerously intrigued by the dweller.

              “Ah, perhaps not to you. But to me-- I’m seeing some fascinating stuff, pal! Who knew nightmares could be so much fun-- for me!” Flip leapt several feet, landing in front of Will with the grace of a feline. “The name’s Flip, resident fun-haver, mischief-maker, and how shall we say... doorman of Slumberland. Also known as your dreamworld. Ya know, the place you go when you sleep.”

               “Do they tell you that everyone you see in a dream has the face of someone you’ve met before? Well, that’s only partially true. Most people, yes. But me-- I’m like a shapeshifter. Maybe I’m your neighbor. Your best friend. Your dog.” The rouge clown punctuated each one with a demonstration, before reverting back to his original appearance. “But I don’t gotta be. Most of the time, you’ll see me just like this. Pretty neat, huh?”

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“And what happens when I wake up? You’re not going to be creepily standing around in my flat are you?” Though this was creepy in itself and he figured the man… Or whatever he was, could pick up on that - on his thoughts. They were inside Robbie’s own head after all. 

Robbie wearily kept to where he was, not wanting to give the man any reason to do something possibly destructive. “Of course you’re– “ He stopped that train of though, the man jested, was teasing him. “Slumberland… was fine until you showed up. Not knowing I’m dreaming is nice. It’s quiet.” And of course, he didn’t have to think about his past. 

“Who are you anyways? Or should I ask what?”

“Well I certainly hope not,” Flip scoffed at Robbie’s suggestion. “I like where I am, thank you very much.” He certainly had no interest in following the man to the waking world, although he was capable of it if he was so inclined. The thought made the clown laugh to himself quietly. Humans.

“Ah, well I’m glad to hear it.” For what it was worth, Flip wasn’t glad. He truly didn’t care. He was just bored. “Is it really quiet, Robbie?” He asked. “No... terrifying nightmares haunting your sleep?” Flip took a puff of his cigar and blew the smoke toward the other’s face. “Ah.... I’m Flip. This isn’t the first time we’ve met, but it’s no wonder you don’t remember me. I’ve never been interested in making a lasting impression.” He smirked. “It don’t  really matter what I am, pal. All you need to know is that I’m the... how shall I say... last stop before you wake up.”

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Lucid dreaming, that’s what this was, or at least that’s what Robbie thought this was. He’d had some weird dreams before, ones he’s even bothered to record and add to once he was awake. He supposed lots of people did, but he was a writer and he loved inspiration wherever it came from. 

But this, this was different, from the man creeping in and speaking to him and fact he felt like he could respond… “What is happening?” He felt the quiver in his voice, or was that something else? Slowly, he extended a hand to look over it, to wiggle his fingers and try to figure out he wasn’t going crazy. 

“I wasn’t dreaming at all until you came in.”

           Flip laughed, the sound echoing, although there was nothing for the sound to bounce off of except the caverns of the man’s mind. The rouge clown smirked. “Not dreaming? Oh hum, of course ya were. It just doesn’t feel like it.” He eyed the man with amusement. Funny things, dreams. Oh, the things you conjure up when you’re asleep. 

          “All that’s happening, pal, is that you’re asleep and it’s about time for ya ‘ta wake up. So c’mon. Tell me. What’s on your mind? other than me.” Flip snickered. “How’s Sumberland treatin’ ya?” He spat the word out like old coffee grinds.

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          “Do gods dream? Or have our worlds simply crossed by pure chance? I’m so curious.”

@kingxfmischief

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            “If this is what your dreams are like, I can’t imagine what kind of nightmare hellish world you live in when you’re awake.”

@pieisms

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      There was always a special pleasure Flip got out of encountering young and impressionable children in Slumberland. Not that there was a lack of children, of course. On the contrary. But most of them were very plain. A few exceptions here and there, but most of them bored him. Waking them up was as easily as a tip of his hat. Every so often, though, he met one that could hold his attention for longer. This girl was one of them. She seemed to have abilities not usually found in human children. He spent many nights observing, and now it was time to intervene. Tonight, she was trying to bring an object out of Slumberland and into the waking world. And Flip wanted to know how. He’d let her wake up with her little trophies one too many times. 

        Slinging his bag over his shoulder, Flip crept up on her, speaking when he was close enough to hopefully startle her. “Well hello there. Apologies for interrupting what I imagine was a pleasant dream. I don’t think we’ve ever formally met. I’m Flip.”

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        “Your dreams are just full of surprises, aren’t they?” Flip’s voice and laugher could be heard before he appeared, but it was only another moment before he showed himself. “Are you ready to wake up yet?”

@lcstdcg

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        The woman-- the demon, Flip noted with a mischievous grin, was intriguing. He’d never had dealings with her kind before, and while he didn’t particularly enjoy coming out of his own realm to pay visits to the waking world, he could make a few exceptions. This was one of them. If she could be in the human world, then so could he. Flip snuck up on her, footfalls as silent as if he wasn’t touching the ground at all. Finally though, the sneakiness got boring, and he got impatient. “Ahh.... hi.” He popped out in front of her. 

@thcrnypain

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          “You have a funny little mind, Sherlock.” Flip laughed as he more or less materialized in the genius’s dream. “No, don’t worry. I’m not in your memory palace or whatever you call it. You’re asleep. I promise.”

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