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When Jade woke to see her world bathed in gold, she smiled.

For as long as Jade could remember, she had dreamt here, in this golden fantasy land with spires and towers. She could fly through the air as long as she willed herself to, and she loved talking to the strange, paper-white people who lived here. They called her titles of royalty, like "princess" and "my lady," but Jade refused to be at all queen-like. She didn't care for power; she just wanted to have some fun while she dreamt, and if that meant dirtying up her golden dress a bit, then so be it!

There were others here - humans like her - whose faces she knew well at night, but faded from memory when she awoke. They weren't always here. Most of them lived in a separate building, apart from the boy who lived in the tower next to hers, and since he was sometimes asleep when she dropped by, she assumed the same must have been true of the others. Still, when they were awake, she enjoyed

Jade sat up and stretched out, letting feeling return to her body. She felt more powerful here, like she could spin the world at her fingertips if she wanted to. Not that she'd tried. (Yet.)

She poked her head out of the window of her tower and then jumped right out, soaring through the skies with a triumphant laugh. She couldn't wait to see what kind of adventures the golden kingdom of Prospit would give her today!

((OOC Note: please feel free to mingle with other people's opening posts here! Not everything has to be a direct response to Jade - this is just sort of a free-form catch-all for people that want Prospit adventures.))

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Kanaya was walking through a garden path, filled with angelic statues and beautiful topiary, which was somehow completely golden. She walked up to a shrub shaped like a large bunny and rubbed a leaf between her fingers. Yes, they were definitely alive. And no paint had come off on her fingers, either.

Thinking she could get a better view of the enclosure from above, Kanaya pushed off from the ground and settled on a tree branch. She swung her feet. In the distance she could see fountains and clear streams of sparkling water. She turned her head to the right and a large golden apple smacked her in the face. It smelled perfectly fine. She plucked it and took a bite. Ouch! She touched a finger to her mouth and it came away red. "I must've misjudged the bite," she mumbled to herself.

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Jade loved floating through the gardens - she loved gardening in real life, so of course when given the chance to visit a fantasy-like dream garden, she was all over it. She hovered a few inches off of the ground, leaning in to smell each fantastical flower. They smelled impossibly like flavors, this one chocolate, this one strawberry, and she loved every minute of it.

As she floated along, however, she nearly ran into another person - a human, most notably. Jade recognized her face, much in the way someone might recognize another student they passed in the hall, but she couldn't claim to really know the other girl. Yet the blood on her mouth immediately caught Jade's eye.

"Oh my gosh, are you alright? You're bleeding!"

Kanaya looked up from the blood on her hand. Another person! Kanaya didn't think she knew the girl. She was dressed just like Kanaya, and her earnest expression and wild hair did seem quite familiar...

"Oh, hello," she said from her seat on the tree, her accent providing a lilting quality to her voice. "Yes, I'm alright, I just bit my lip by accident." She attempted to wipe the blood from her mouth and only succeeded in smearing it further up her face.

She tossed the apple in her hand over her shoulder and looked at her sticky hand, not wanting to dirty the pretty silk of her gown. She had nowhere else to wipe it, however, and just made due by placing both of her hands on the branch.

"I'm Kanaya," she said. "I would shake your hand but I am afraid they are both unsuitable for the task at the moment." She smiled at the girl, her growing eye teeth poking over her bottom lip a bit.

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"Um. Yes, I don't think that now is the time to be worrying about handshakes!" Jade agreed. "You should see a doctor or... something."

Come to think of it, Jade couldn't remember ever seeing a doctor here. Prospit had always felt safe and secure, like the sort of place where injuries simply didn't happen. The worst thing that Jade could remember happening to her was banging her elbow on a door, and even that didn't hurt for very long.

"Does it hurt? Oh, and my name is Jade by the way!"

"No, and actually..." Kanaya opened her mouth and lightly ran her tongue over where the cut had been. "I think it's already healed. How strange... But I suppose that makes sense." She gazed slightly to the left and below Jade's head while she pondered. "I've been dreaming here for years and I don't believe I've been hurt before. Perhaps wounds heal so quickly I don't remember them."

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"That would make sense. It does seem like it would be hard to get hurt here, even with all of the flying around and sharp spires and stuff. That's nice of them, though!" Jade noticed the odd placement of Kanaya's eyes and leaned over to the right to see if she was just staring into space, or if her eyes would follow. But she wanted to keep talking, too.

"Um - so you've been dreaming here for years? Do you also have a dream tower somewhere?"

Kanaya snapped out of her reverie and focused on Jade again. "I do. You can come see it if you'd like." She thought it'd be nice to finally show off the pretty curtains and the normal-looking plants to someone. This was the first time she could remember talking to anyone here for so long. The carapacians were often friendly and willing to speak to her, but then they had to quickly scurry off to their tasks.

Kanaya pushed off from the branch and gently descended until she was kneeling by the shallow stream. She cleaned her hands in the water and then turned to look up at Jade again, shaking off the last few drops. "You said also -- do you have one? I think I've dreamt of my friends before, but I don't think I've seen you around." This time seemed different, somehow, too. More clear than before.

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Jade's eyes followed Kanaya as she drifted towards the fountain, watching curiously. It was always interesting to see another person flying around here - the carapaces never showed any capacity for it, though all of the humans she'd met so far did.

"Yes, I have one too! And... I don't really remember seeing you around before, but you seem familiar somehow!" Jade shrugged. "Maybe I just saw you in passing or something. It seems easier to forget the stuff that happens here, somehow."

"Yes... but even if we can't remember it all, at least it's beautiful. And there are enjoyable things to do. Like flying." Kanaya kicked off gently, floating until she was eye to eye with Jade.

She looked around awkwardly. "How do you think these plants work, in any case? They're completely golden, but I'm certain they're alive." She leaned down to touch a flower, but stopped suddenly. "What's that noise?"

Kanaya's eyes flew open in her real bed. Her father's alarm had gone off. The first rays of dawn were streaming through her curtains. She squeezed her eyes shut and rubbed her face, and was startled to find blood on her lip. She stretched her mouth. No pain. Had she somehow really cut herself and healed so quickly?

She hurried to the bathroom and washed her face and hands, then examined her lips. Yes, definitely no cut, but... had her eye teeth always been so sharp? She touched one gingerly. It didn't hurt. She twisted her mouth. "Hmm."

During breakfast she remembered her dream, and cursed the distraction the blood had caused. Now she hardly remembered anything. But... she did remember there was a girl. And how real it seemed. Maybe she'd be able to meet her in her dreams again soon.

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Jane didn't always dream in gold, and when she did, she hardly ever remembered what it was she'd dreamed--sometimes she woke with the vague impression that John had been around somewhere, at most--but when she did return to Prospit's open archways and shining streets, she always felt safe and free. Probably she was too old now to be dreaming of gowns and princesses like a schoolgirl, but she could never hold onto that self-consciousness in her sleep.

Tonight she was in Prospit proper rather than her tower. She'd found an open-air concert venue, and a piano was still set up on the stage even though all other signs of a previous performance, all amps and speakers, all lights, had been cleared away.

Quite cheerfully, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, Jane gathered her skirts, seated herself on the bench before the empty audience of seats, and began to play.

Jade floated along the streets of Prospit until she picked up the sound of the piano being played nearby. She knew exactly where it had to be coming from - the concert hall, where she had, in her youth, performed her multi-armed bass to a small crowd of excited Prospitian citizens.

She drifted in quietly, spotting the other girl seated at the piano. She didn't dare interrupt, however; instead, she took a seat in the second row and sat there, listening to the song with a cheerful smile on her face. She sat there in silence until the song ended and then began to clap loudly.

"That was really good!"

Jane smiled, eyes still closed after finishing her song. Finally lifting her hands from the keys, she stood and brushed out the skirt of her gown, quite content, and came towards the front of the stage so she could talk to her unexpected audience.

"Aw, shucks. Thank you! I've always loved the piano, I have been playing since I was very young."

She knelt at the end of the stage, skirt spread around her, and only then seemed to recognize the young lady. She blinked, started to lift one hand to her mouth, but then just sort of stopped there. She was confused, but not frightened. It was hard to be frightened on Prospit.

"Say...aren't you..."

Jade blinked a few times and rubbed her eyes, just to make sure that she wasn't actually seeing things. This was a dream after all, so maybe it was just her brain putting in faces from her life to act as characters...?

But even as Jade said that, she had a sense that wasn't right. This was too lucid a dream for her subconscious to just slip things in (if that's what this was about.) Jane lived here, just like she did. She had the gold skirts and everything.

"You're the lady with the kitten and the cupcakes!" she said. "Um... Jane, right? What are you doing here?"

Her tone wasn't accusatory - merely curious. This was a weird and interesting development after all!

"It--I--Well, I've been here as long as I can remember, what are you doing here?"

Granted, Jane didn't always dream here. When she did, she often just stuck to her own room to enjoy the peace and sunlight of her dreams or went to visit a cherished few dear white-shelled friends, never presuming to look into the windows of the other towers she saw. That would have been rude, even in her sleep.

But there had been something familiar about Jade, something she still couldn't quite put her finger on. Jane put a hand to her forehead, bewildered.

"Have we...I feel like I've seen you before all that business with the cat. Gosh, this is strange, having deja vu in a dream."

"I've been here too! I have a golden tower that I kind of live in, but I've also been out to talk to the carapaces and fly around. I've been dreaming here since I was little! It's very nice."

Jade scratches her chin, trying to think about this. Jane did seem familiar, and maybe this would explain why! But was this actually Jane she was talking to, or was this just a dream Jane, who already lived in her head? She'd have to pester Jane once she woke up to see what all of this was about.

"I know! I definitely remember thinking that you looked familiar... Maybe we have been dream neighbors this whole time! That would explain a lot."

And also bring up so many more questions, but Jade would make do with what she had.

"...Would it? I'd say it raises more questions by far in my mind than it answers."

Apparently, Jane was not content to make do with this new information at all.

"For instance, where exactly could we have met before for the two of us to be showing up in each other's recurring dreams? Strange familiarity aside, I'm sure I'd never seen you in the real world before the incident with Detective Jowd."

She paused.

"I mean the cat."

"Detective Jowd is an excellent name for a cat, first off," Jade said. It was important to acknowledge that before delving into any more dream logic.

"And I guess it does raise some questions. I am also sure that I never knew you in real life either! But I am just as sure that this is a different kind of dreaming that we do here. For one it has a lot more internal consistency than most dreams. All of the structures, while being very pretty and dreamlike, show up in the same place! So I think it's possible to know somebody here without meeting them in real life. It's just an alternate reality that we can only access while sleeping. That's my theory anyways."

Jade paused, considering this for a moment. "Well, no. It's more of a hypothesis. So the logical thing to do is to come up with a test! To make sure that both of us are actually here and we are not just dream projections of the other person. I can pester you tomorrow with a special code phrase, and you can respond back with another special code phrase. Then we'll know for sure that this is real."

"Well...I mean, it's preposterous. Alternate realities, geez..."

Said the skeptical skeptic, skeptically. After a moment, though, she breathed out through her nose.

"Though I suppose we've nothing to lose by making the attempt. Besides looking incredibly silly tomorrow if we're wrong, I guess. Or if one of us forgets the code before we wake up. How do you propose we make ourselves remember, when these dreams are so unreliable?"

That was a very good point. Jade definitely didn't remember all of her dreams - why should this one be any different? She hummed and glanced around the cathedral.

"Well... we just need something to spark our memory, right? If I send you the code word that should be enough to spark your memory, if this is as real as it seems! As for me..."

She thought through to her room, and more specifically what she would be able to see immediately upon waking up. What greeted her every morning? Why, none other than the friendly, smiling faces of the clusters of tanglebuddies that took residence on her bed.

"Oh! I got it! I will ask you who your favorite Squiddle is! And you can respond with... Detective Jowd! As he is not a real Squiddle, I will know it is not a real answer, and it also references what we are talking about now. Does that sound good?"

John's never known whether to say he's waken up or fallen asleep on Prospit. All he knows is that he goes to sleep in his own bed wearing one of his sleep time ensembles, and when he opens his eyes in a different bed, in different weird yellow pajamas, and, oh yeah, he can fly. He knows that he's dreaming (yeah, flying), and eventually he'll end up awakening in his bed of origin, but that doesn't explain why this strange dreamscape feels so tangible to him.

Oh well, now's not the time to ponder the endless unknown, now's the time to fly!! and to maybe, hopefully, run into that one girl who lived next-tower.

John throws off the covers and floats (floats!!!) over to the tower window. As excited as he is, he's still a little discombobulated, and isn't going to immediately throw himself off the ledge. Instead he sits himself on the window railing, peering out into the vast Yellow in front of him. Usually, when that one girl is around, she ends up finding him here, but man, she could be anywhere right now. Who knows, she could be any one of those yellow specks moving down below. She could be that speck- or that one- or- or she could be flying around right above him. Huh.

He waves his arm in large sweeping gestures, hoping to catch her attention. She has to look down eventually, right?

Jade does in fact look down, and she grins when she sees a familiar set of waving arms (and the boy attached to them). Simply due to proximity, she knows Tower Boy the best - such that she can remember his face even when she's awake. His name is another story, though; she's sure they must have introduced themselves, years ago, but the dream-like quality of Prospit ensures that she doesn't remember. And at this point, it's a little too embarrassing to ask.

She floats down until she's right outside his window, then leans in and rests her arms on his window-sill. "You're awake!" she chimes. "Hooray! Do you want to go exploring today?"

Sometimes exploring meant actual exploring, flying out to the city limits and finding new places. Other times, it meant causing some light-hearted mischief among the carapaces. Jade likes to think that she has a good sense for when a joke will go too far at least, which helps her keep his pranks in line when need be.

It's been a long time since the last time he met up with his Dream Girl™, too long for him to pin-point the last time it happened, so he's eager to get up to their old antics.

"Yeah, of course!" He blurts out, thinking about the last time they got together and caused mayhem with a few strategically placed whoopie cushions. Man, that was a blast. It gave him a ton of ideas for his next prank. Speaking of which...

"Oh! Hey, real quick I had a great idea for something we could do." John says while stumbling over to the side of his room. His dream room almost exactly mirrors his childhood room, something that he doesn't question too much, which means that his chest full of various prank-inducing objects is right there for easy access. He just recently cleaned up his room, adding a bunch of new stuff to the chest, and if the logic of this dream world holds up, they should be in this chest as well.

"Aha!" He exclaims. He turns around and proudly holds up a can of shaving cream and a pack of balloons. He gives the girl a look and wags his eyebrows. Let it be known that John Egbert is not known for being very charismatic.

Jade giggles as soon as she sees the eyebrow waggle and the prank objects. Her Dream Boy isn't as smooth and suave as the "dream boys" she hears a lot of people talk about, but she likes him better this way. She'd rather him be lively and friendly than dark and brooding.

"Those are new! How did you get them here?" She doesn't really remember seeing the stores stocking anything like shaving cream, but then again, she doesn't really visit the stores either. She's a princess! Things that she wants here have a way of making their way to her.

"Also, what are you planning on doing with them? Nothing too evil, right? We don't want the carapaces to revolt against our oppressive human royalty!"

Vriska was dreaming the only dream she ever dreamed lately. It used to be just once or twice a month, but ever since running into Jade and Gamzee in the park it had been every. Damn. Night.

She didn't mind the dream - it wasn't exactly a recurring dream, per se, but more like dreaming about the same place and people. The people were boring as hell. The place, not so much.

The golden citadel and surrounding cities had untold riches. Chapels lined with enough gold and precious gems to fill the cargo hold of any ship, stained glass with the kind of detail that took years to make, paintings and tapestries, libraries filled with history books about places and people that never existed. It was fascinating.

She was all set to enjoy this dream, and explore parts of the golden city she never had before, when she saw an unmistakable silhouette. Why was she dreaming about Jade of all people?

She shrugged.

"HEY! HARLEEEEEEEEY!"

Jade loved Prospit with all her heart. It reminded her of a childhood of going on adventures with her grandpa, of thinking it was really possible to fly if you dreamed hard enough. It was a safe, comfortable place.

So of course Vriska Serket was here. Not even in Jade's wildest dreams could she be in a place without Vriska spontaneously appearing to ruin everything.

Jade turned slowly at the sound of Vriska's voice, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Vriska? What are you doing here?"

"The REAL question is what are YOU doing here? Here, being my dream. Hahahaha, oh my god. Is this some sort of bizarre wet dream? Are we gonna dream bang?" Vriska laughed and clasped Jade on the back. "I'M KIDDING! I'm waaaaaaaay too lucid to let some dream babe decide when the banging happens. Panties would have been dropped already if that was where this was going."

Vriska pauses for a moment.

"I always have this same dream but I've never dreamed about you before."

Did Vriska just insinuate this was a wet dream? Why was dream Vriska just as bad as real Vriska? Couldn't her subconscious have toned her down just a little bit? This was officially the worst thing that had ever happened in Jade's life.

"This is not a wet dream! Mostly because I would never have a wet dream that involved you in it."

God, even the thought of it ran a chill up her spine.

"Anyways, that should be my line! I dream here all the time. Why do you have to be here all of the sudden?"

"I'm not here 'all of the sudden'" Vriska scoffs. "I just told you! This is MY dream! So there's two options here. One, my dream version of you is annoying and bad at listening and doesn't get how hot I am! Or two, we're totally sharing a telepathic link right now and we're incepting each other........"

She trails off for a moment and raises an eyebrow at Jade.

"Are you incepting me, Harley?"

"No! Why on earth would I try to incept you? You are the last person whose dreams I want to see."

A pause.

"Plus, incepting is not even a real thing! Though that doesn't explain how we are having the same dream, assuming you are actually here..." Jade ran a hand through her hair and then let out a big sigh. "Anyways, it doesn't matter! We should probably just avoid each other so... why don't you go that way," and she points in one direction, "and I'll go this way." Then the entirely opposite direction.

There. Then she could just forget this had ever happened.

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