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| The Dreamscape can manifest in infinite different ways, though a common manifestation is a chaotic and continuing media feed.
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| <div class="boilerplate metadata" id="stub" style="background: #212B99; border: 8px solid #00032D; margin: 0 5em; padding: 0.5em">[[File:eunoia.png|120px|center]]<center><code>'''all eyes on us'''</code>'''<br />'''</center></div> | | <div class="boilerplate metadata" id="stub" style="background: #212B99; border: 8px solid #00032D; margin: 0 5em; padding: 0.5em">[[File:eunoia.png|120px|center]]<center><code>'''all eyes on us'''</code>'''<br />'''</center></div> |
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| | === I woke up in Static === |
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| | <center>[[Faith (Of the Oneirosphere)|Faith]] woke up in static every morning. The conscious stream she experienced in her sleep pained her greatly, so she sought help from professionals, yet nothing seemed to help. In her desperation she took notice of a strange phone number hidden in the newspapers, probably one which many had missed as the screen had largely taken over [[Yatan Commonwealth|Yata]]. The voice on the phone spoke with a strange bubbly tone, proclaiming; "Well isn't that such a problem! Well don't you every worry once more as we-me [[Eunoia Collective|Eunoia]] can fix your sleep just right up! You needn't any further steps as everything should soon be sorted out, verily so!". Despite disregarding this as nonsense after hanging up, once she had fallen asleep later that night she would encounter It. |
| | She had heard tales of people claiming that other people had visited their dreams before, yet she imagined nothing like this. Before here stood a amalgamation of thousands buzzing together like a beehive yet sticking together as one mass at the same time as the sky hazed a uncomfortable purple. Setting her eyes upon this... ''thing...'' she felt such an overwhelming sense of... ... She was not sure. It felt like a panic of every emotion haphazardly mixed together in a way that their core components could no longer be identified. A fearful joy, a happy depression, a timid anger, nothing the image of This made sense. Yet its sight... was such a beautiful incoherence that she could not simply refuse its offerings as a figure of figures emerged from the Thing, introducing itself as 'Merry Representative [[Mebison Jeofferey]]' of Eunoia, offering her freedom from the static if she was to become one with them in the same tone the person on the phone had spoken in. What could she do but accept? |
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| | The next time she slept it was ever-so interesting compared to what it had been in the past. A beautiful incoherency of a haze-y buzzing abstraction flowed around her, carrying her through it like a river of a new paradise. Instead of initially only being a nice break from the storm that her dreams had once been, it soon became ever-more tempting, slowly taking over her entire life as she kept going to sleep earlier and earlier and sleeping later and later to experience the Eunoia... As so much of her life had already left her behind unlike Eunoia's embrace, how could she say no one Eunoia suggested that she may not even need to exist in the corporeal world any longer to keep experiencing it.</center> |
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| [[Category:Egregore]] | | [[Category:Egregore]] |
| [[Category:Hive-mind]] | | [[Category:Hivemind]] |
| [[Category:Collective Consciousness]] | | [[Category:Collective Consciousness]] |
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