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fourth wall event is a go

Welcome to the world of your dreams.
Anything you've ever wanted to be, anything you ever could have been exists here and now. There are no limits to one's dreams. Anything that can happen, will happen here. You're in as much control, or lack of control, as you want to be in.
who: anyone and everyone, not just game members! all are invited to participate, from any verse you choose. imported game cr, oc's, au's, fandom oc's, doubles etc. anything goes here.
where: the setting is onepassingnight's theme: dreams! so go crazy with the setting. it's your dream.
what: a crack meme for crack fun :)
how: put your character and fandom in the subject of your comment in some form. otherwise, the rest is up to you. first-person, prose, action, etc. you decide.
one rule: if you are planning to play out a mature subject in your thread/the thread turns mature in any way (ie. murder, sex, etc.) put a warning in the subject at the moment the mature subject starts.
i knooooow i love it so much :3
...Impossible.
[She seemed in awe of this man, though - looking him over, floating around him and inspecting him - ignoring the dream around them. He didn't look blown up or anything! And, at least, he didn't look dead either. How curious! She then gave a smile, landing next to him - and stumbling a little on the air, before straightening up again. But she only spoke that one word, once more.] ...Impossible... [She said, looking over the dreamscape, her smile not vanishing. Thanks, N. You've given her hope - except that she's still wondering if he's from one of those other universes which she'd heard of from mostly Palmer. Because y'know the whole blowing shit up thing.]
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I assure you, it did happen. [He tilts his head again, looking her over.] Though I'm certain you were older that you are now-- a grown woman, in fact... That is why I say this simply may be a temporal-- not a dimensional-- difference.
[He pauses.] Why? Did you fear you would injure me unwillingly in some way? The Caitlin I met seemed very self-assured... if not a bit uncouth. [Demanding him not to bore her, saying her judgements of his reckless and deluded nature aloud... Well, he delivered the exciting battle she wanted, did he not?]