Open Post ☼ 06 | ❝It's just a melody...❞

[moonlitdreams]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

◆ refer to the list above for active muses.
◆ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line!
◆ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy!
◆ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
◆ if you cannot think of a scenario, feel free to pick one from the choices below.

prompt ideas. + full muselist. + coding. mindfuck meme ◆ the cuddle meme ◆ the last words meme ◆ the emotional import meme ◆ the friendship meme ◆ the nightmare meme the cheer up meme ◆ the angst meme ◆ the family meme ◆ the bad ending meme ◆ the good ending meme ◆ the hug meme

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HEY SOLAS

[spiritbladed]

[ In Ostwick, the senior enchanters passed down little tricks apprentices could use to determine whether they were in the Fade or not, for the youngest ones new into their magic and not yet familiar enough to recognize how it feels. They're silly, simple gestures — touching a wall to check the texture, or blinking hard to see whether one's vision persisted through closed eyelids — and as one gets older, the need to rely on them becomes less common.

How childish Trevelyan feels now, resorting to the tricks of her apprenticeship to make sure she knows where she is at all times. It's well enough that Solas didn't actually mind that she'd barged her way into his sliver of the Fade before, but if she doesn't know when she's doing it, the next time it happens may not be with someone as understanding.

And there are some people in Skyhold whose heads she really does not want to slip into, unintentional or otherwise.

This time, when she runs her fingers along the wall of the Skyhold hall and they feel too smooth to be real, she actually knocks before entering the rotunda Solas had claimed, announcing her presence rather than simply being there where she wasn't before. Dreamer etiquette, maybe.

Well. Maybe not, but that's what she's here to learn. ]

Solas? I don't mean to bother you again, but I seem to have found myself, well... here.

omg I thought I responded to you a month ago I'm so sorry.

[deteststea]

[It is well that it happened this of all times, when he is sizing up the next portion of the wall we'll cover with her latest achievement. Lately his mind has been... distracted, by the call of his friend. Something, he hopes, is addressed soon. But that is a conversation for later. For now...

For now, certainly the rotunda seems familiar, but the doorway leading out onto the wall is different. The sky brighter than anyone alive should remember it, spires surrounded and supported by ivy and branch that looks both magical and natural by design. The sound of the waterfall beneath where the cells reside in reality drowning out chatter that is indistinguishable amidst the roar.

The knock, however, seems to echo in the room before the door opens. Solas raises an eyebrow before addressing her.]

Intentionally or not, you are becoming quite proficient in visiting others naturally.

[Honestly, it's a surprise and a concern. Not only because he could already imagine most of her circle's reactions to her appearing in their dreams, but was this in part the Anchor's influence upon her own magic?]

Most Dreamers do not usually intend their destinations without practice and find themselves wandering aimlessly. At least you won't find yourself the target of one of Sera's latest pranks.

[Or Vivienne's ire, the Iron Bull's skepticism... Cullen had his hands full with his own trauma, and Cassandra he imagines would threaten her with a sword before she thought things through, and no one wanted to deal with the outcome of that.]

haha no worries! it's been hectic for everyone recently

[spiritbladed]

[ All precisely why she's infinitely glad that if she has to find herself on a walkabout through dreams, she's found herself in Solas' twice over now.

Taking his response as permission implicitly given, Trevelyan gives him a grateful smile, closes the door behind her and lets herself the rest of the way into the room. She throws a curious glance around, but sees nothing out of the ordinary — even the distant glimpse of scenery outside doesn't seem strange, taken easily in stride as more of the Fade being an imperfect reflection. ]

Could it have something to do with physical proximity? Since you're only across the hall from me, technically speaking.

[ She props her hip against the edge of his desk, her gaze turned toward him, open and interested. ]

[scourgingstars]

[kicks back in here

hi nephew how we wanna do, i'm down for a wide range of nonsense up to and including time travel for shiggles and profit]

[warpstriking]

[I mean I am always down for nonsense it us and omf why are all my icons of old man noct what even happened here.]

[scourgingstars]

[the icon struggle is real and hurts]

[speaking of isekai boy i just want the goof to meet his uncle with depression and less homicide, gosh]

[lightsmith]

[kicks back in here TWICE for any and all wol hijinks one might wish to get up to with whomstever]

[needofvision]

[so what i heard was 'hey twi, roll a dice, see where it may fall' and it fell on iggy. are we doing eos brand shenanigans or 'royal advisor lost in eorzean wilderness']

[lightsmith]

[i mean gods know noct's been the isekai boy enough that there's some weirdass precedent for the latter]