Weekend Detention

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Good morning, detainees. Welcome to Dentention.

Please say 'here' when I call your name from the detention list:

jayne_serenity
_notanumber
alchemy_4_arson
alchemic_bean
notsouledyet
deadlikegeorge
the_envious_sin
b_someone
cool_bobby
connie_the_kid
macanaut

If everyone will lie down and close their eyes, please. We'll get started. You will not be physically harmed in any manner. Though perhaps you might prefer that after today.

[ooc: This is Dream's canonical method of punishing someone: trapping them in a never-ending nightmare. Whatever your character fears most, that's what they'll experience throughout detention, over and over again.

principalconnor or jerusalem_s, please let me know if there's anything more Detention needs.]

[ooc: ETA, 9/18. Detention is over. Have your characters react to their day however you like.]

Comments

[defiantlyyours.livejournal.com]

Present. *lies down, closes eyes*

*suddenly finds self as third-level government clerk with a husband (time_agent), three children, a home in the suburbs, and regular trips to McDonalds and Wal-Mart*

*breaks into cold sweat*

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

Hi Orpheus! I've got detention this week.

[OOC: Are you supplying the nightmares or do we? If so:]

Marty lies down on the table and falls quickly asleep.

*Dreams of being at prom. call_me_red_ac and Debi Newberry seem to switch in and out of place as the same person before his eyes. Grocer has a gun to her/their head(s)*

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

My family calls me Morpheus, Mr. Blank.

You are not my family.



[ooc: 'sokay, mixups happen. But students should call him Dream.]

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

I apologize sir.

[OOC: Oops. Sorry. Big Fan BTW. How long is detention? Is it through Sunday?]

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Here.

Lies down. Dreams of what would happen if Dad God actually paid attention to him. Anyone watching his unconscious body would see him break out into a cold sweat, and would hear whimpering.

[ooc: Clever idea! Go you! Also? Love your Dream. Extra kudos for always putting him into the right font too.]

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

*smirks at name not being called* Does this mean I get to go home?

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

You showed up, Mr. Sands. We'll let your conscience decide if you stay.

*of course, if he decides to leave, he may get another session of dentention in his dorm room tonight*

*it's up to him*

[sheldonjsands.livejournal.com]

*skips right on out of there*

If you can't get coordinated, the hell I'm going stick around. Adios.

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Very well, Mr. Sands.

*he makes a note to check in on Mr. Sands's dreams tonight*

[prisoner-rover.livejournal.com]

*rover makes a note to mention this to jerusalem_s and principalconnor*

*is almost certain he'll get another anotherdetention for that if he leaves.*

[jayne-serenity.livejournal.com]

yeah, Im here, and already on the floor...

*closes eyes*

*finds himself alone and trapped in a small room. There is no sound of any kind, and not really enough room to move freely. He slowly becomes aware that there is no one, anywhere. He is alone, and trapped. There is no hope of being free. There is no one to free him.*

nightmare

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy slumps against the wall, leaning his head forward on his knees and slipping immediately into sleep.

In his dream, Roy sees the body of his best friend (http://image.rakuten.co.jp/wshop/data/ws-mall-img/plus-alpha/img128/img10261113631.jpeg) lying cold and dead. Maes has gone and done something stupid again-- or maybe Roy did something stupid, maybe it's his fault this time because he wasn't there he wasn't fast enough and Maes pulled one prank too many without Roy there to pull him out. But he can get him back, there's a way-- there's always a way if you want it badly enough. So Roy takes a knife and starts to carve a circle into the floor (http://www.fullmetalalchemist.info/circle/HumanCircle.jpg), and it's splintered and rough but all the angles are aligned, and that's all that matters. He puts his bare hands against the array and wills his friend to wake up.

But he never does.

Because nothing happens.

Because he's not strong enough he doesn't want it enough he doesn't have the right he can't fix this.

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

I hope you all have learned your lesson.

I don't want to see you in here again.

Go home.

((sooo late in replying...but I had no internet this morning...))

[alchemy-4-arson.livejournal.com]

Roy wakes up, and scrubs his eyes with the palms of his hands.

"Wretched way to spend a day." He stands up and walks briskly out the room, frowning. "At least I'm not tired anymore," he mutters as he goes.