Mercenary 2030 Quest 35

>Dark

>Dark.
Suffering forever

>Strange

>Strange.

>Dark.

>>Strange.
why are all my friends naked in this dream?

Welp it looks like Will is having strange AND dark dreams.

Poor Will.

Writing.

All the better to latch onto somebody in his sleep.

All the girls from MM show up naked and across a bare room from him. They're all smiling and have their arms outstretched towards him, like they're inviting him to something.

Every time he steps towards them, one of them gets visibly injured. Every time he steps away, they all do. If he tries to stand still he gets pushed forward and they all get injured.

He can hear them screaming and crying with evety step, but they never stop smiling, never lower their arms.

..........dude.

now we're talking edgy, please continue.

Why would Will think of anyone naked?

That's the strange part.

Exactly.

Will doesn't know why any of them are there or why they're naked, and when he tries to ask he doesn't get an answer, so he takes a step forward to try to make sure they can hear him...

The edge, Careful not to cut yourself user.

Your dreams are as strange as they are dark, something which you do not enjoy one bit. You don’t dream of yourself, not directly, not at first. You’ve already experienced nearly ever terrible thing that you can imagine. All the things that trouble your dreams are about your friends.

You see Morrigan in her dress for some reason, standing alone in the dark. She keeps coughing and coughing, like she choked on her cigarette but it never stops. Every time you reach out to help her coughing seems to move her away.

Nem is locked in a room, a tight room that she can’t get out of. She claws at the walls and picks at the doors, but nothing will let her out. You can’t open the doors from the outside either and she can’t seem to hear you when you call out.

Cath is left alone, struggling under a massive weight. Every time she almost seems to get it off of her, it grows heavier. You can’t manage to get a grip to help her and she doesn’t seem to hear you either.

Mary is lost and alone in a room full of books, but she can’t seem to see any of them. Her glasses are nowhere to be seen. Try as you might you can’t seem to find them either and every time you reach out to her she trips over something else and you miss her.

Bellona is crouched down and wet, shivering in the cold. Each time you reach out to try and dry her off she shies away and if you do touch her she cries out in fear.

Sarah is surrounded by a crowd of people. They don’t do anything to her, but she can’t get out of them. You can’t get to her either, every person you push out of the way is replaced by two more people in the way.

Even as the dreams cycle through you begin to feel strange, your body getting warmer and hotter to the point that it’s uncomfortable. You can’t control it and you don’t understand it either. Eventually the heat is all you can feel, to the point that can’t feel anything else. You writhe back and forth, attempting to find something that isn’t as hot, where it doesn’t hurt so much.

Nothing changes until you feel something trying to grab you, trying to pull you into more warmth. You’re already so hot… but this heat is… different somehow.

>Try and pull away.
>Go towards the warmth.
>Struggle more, you want it to stop.
>Other.

>Struggle more, you want it to stop.

>Struggle more, you want it to stop.
yay suffering

>Struggle More. You want it to stop.
>Fight. You're not weak and helpless anymore, and your friends need you.

>Struggle more, you want it to stop.
I really dislike you suffering fags, You get really annoying.

>>Go towards the warmth.

Hey I just wanna see how this plays out.
I'm not the guy who pushes for suffering every time the choice comes up.

>Struggle more, you want it to stop.

>Go towards the warmth.

>Struggle more, you want it to stop
I finally caught one live. God bless, Guide

>>Try and pull away.

>Struggle more, you want it to stop.

Will psychic fear awareness powers activate!

>Morrigan: Fear of illness and being forced to be something she's not
>Nem: Claustrophobia
>Cath: Fear of inevitable failure/death
>Mary: Monophobia
>Bellona: Virgivitiphobia
>Sarah: Enochlophobia

This.

Supporting.

>Go towards the warmth.

Looks like Will is struggling.

Writing.

THIS.

Poor Morrigan, Will doesn't want her hugs.

>metagaming

All you know is that you hurt, you hurt and you want it to stop. Whatever is trying to grab you, whatever it might be trying to do, you don’t care. All you know is that you’ve been getting stronger recently, been told that you aren’t just another body to throw at things, that you are part of the team.

So you fight like you’re supposed to against what you don’t understand. You need to get to your friends. A quick roll and a flail of your arms pushes the grasping things away, then finds you suddenly falling. It feels like you’ll fall for eternity, but then you thump to the ground and to actual awareness.

You’re back in your dark room in New York, the covers on the bed above you thrown everywhere in your struggles. It takes a minute for your breathing to calm down, long enough that Morrigan’s head comes over the edge of the bed.

“Will?” she says, her voice concerned, “Will are you ok?”

Well, you just had a bunch of terrible dreams, your back hurts and you’re still a bit warm. Nothing really serious of course, but this is Morrigan. She’ll probably listen to you if you want. You could also tell her that you simply fell out of bed.

>Had a bad dream.
>I’m fine.
>I hurt a bit.
>Other.

>Had a bad dream.

>Had a bad dream.

>Had a bad dream.
>I hurt a bit.

>Had a bad dream.

>Had a bad dream.
"You guys were in trouble and I couldn't help..."

>Had a bad dream.
>I hurt a bit.

>>Had a bad dream.
>>I hurt a bit.

I'm still waiting for Will to get a wet dream / morning wood and just be utterly BAFFLED by it.

>Had a bad dream

Healing time, also hello Guide!

>>Had a bad dream.
>>I hurt a bit.
Great Will has the flu. We need new blankets.

>Had a bad dream.

>>Had a bad dream.
>>I’m fine.

Looks like Will is being honest.

Writing.

How is making a comment metagaming? I didn't even make a vote.

>he doesn't know

...

Is Guide kill?

It's only been 40 minutes. Guide is on the slower side of QMs.

You give it little thought, once the fact that you’re actually safe and that it’s Morrigan firmly settles in your mind. Morrigan is probably the one you feel safest around, though measuring such things is a matter of fractions. You’re a bit simple in that manner, you’re either safe or you aren’t. Morrigan and everyone else in MMS are safe. A few other people around Fort Riley are safe. Koko and her people are safe, at least for now. You have a feeling that if you ever made Koko mad it would be distinctly unsafe.

“I had a bad dream,” you say to her.

“Wanna talk about it?” she asks you.

You nod and Morrigan gestures you up onto the bed. You climb back up, Morrigan scooting herself over so that you can. You have no idea what time it is, other than that it’s still dark out of the windows.

Morrigan scoots herself up, a pillow behind her as she sits. She pulls out a cigarette and puts it in her mouth, but she doesn’t light it. She waits for you to get settled in, then gives you a look.

“So, what were you dreaming of Will?” she asks you.

You explain to her what you can remember, bits and pieces mostly. All that you really remember is that everyone else was in trouble and that you couldn’t do anything to help. Morrigan listens to you until you’re done, just playing with the cigarette in her mouth.

As long as its not Planefag speed I'm good with it.

“Fuck,” she says as you finish, “That’s some heavy shit Will.” She pauses for a moment, thinking. “I’ve had a few like that myself. Nothing you can do about them, what with our profession.” She shoves your shoulder with one of her fists. “So let me just say this. I know we all have our own issues just like you do. Don’t think that you aren’t helping us enough Will. You do a good job with what we need you to do. Sometimes you just can’t help a person unless they want you to. Some things can’t be helped at all. Alright?”

You nod to Morrigan. While you aren’t exactly happy about the idea that you can’t help people, but making people upset isn’t going to help things either.

Morrigan sighs then, and pats you on the back.

“You think you can get some more sleep?” she asks, gesturing at the sleeping Nem, “We don’t need to be up for a few more hours.”

While you did have some nasty dreams, most of them are gone now and Morrigan has helped calm you more. Beyond that it’s not too hot and you could get some more sleep if you wanted.

>Go back to sleep.
>Stay up.
>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.
>Other.

>>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

The heat earlier was anger right? The initial heat I mean, I know the later one was Morrigan trying to comfort us.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

>>Go back to sleep.
Being closer to her is probably what caused the heat.

Nah she was the cause of the 2nd warmth that wasn't so bad. The initial heat was brought on by something else, probably our bad dream.

>Go to sleep again, but stay close to Morrigan.

Big spoon or little spoon: The Real Question

Looks like Will likes his cuddles/feeling safe.

Writing.

Facing each other.

The most dangerous choice.

>that pic

Will has some weird fucking dreams

Good thing the quest didn't happen in 'Straya.
Can you imagine the nightmare shit one gotta deal with when they live in a living nightmare

You nod to Morrigan.

“I can sleep,” you say to her. One of the things you knew instinctively and only had verbalized once you got to MMS was that sleep is precious under any circumstances. Good sleep, in a nice warm bed is as good as ammo in a firefight.

“Good,” says Morrigan, putting her cigarette away and slipping back down in the bed, “Cause I want some more sleep too.”

You nod and scoot under the covers once more, keeping away some of the heavier ones. As Morrigan finishes getting ready and curls up, you find yourself staying close to her instead of scooting away like you tried to do before. Morrigan is safe, you like being safe.

Morrigan of course notices how close you are, her eye popping open before yours shut.

“Will?” she asks you, “Why are you so close”

“Safe…” you say to her.

“Goddamnit Will,” she mutters under her breath.

“Come here,” she finally says, gesturing with her arms, “If you’re so close already then don’t hover.”

You nod, scooting closer to her until you’re actually touching Morrigan. It’s a bit awkward, since your arms are in the way, but Morrigan solves this by turning around.

“Put your arms around me Will,” she says with a sigh, “I don’t like being the big spoon.”

You nod and do as you’re told, putting your arms around Morrigan. You don’t know what spoons have to do with anything, but Morrigan seems content for the moment.

Eventually you both fall asleep again, your breathing naturally falling into rhythm with Morrigan’s as you drift off.

You sleep once more, but do you dream again?

>Yes you do dream.
>No you don’t.
>Other?

>No you don’t.

>Yes you do dream.

>You dream of warm blankets and touching soft pillows.

>Yes you do dream.
Comforting dreams this time around.

>>Yes you do dream.

>No you don’t.

>>Yes you do dream.
Blankets

>Yes you do dream.

Welp.

Looks like Will is dreaming.

Again.

FUN!

Writing.

That seems sarcastic.

If you wanted to move on you could have just done so. One of the biggest tips for QMs is not to offer prompts you don't want to write about.

You're over analyzing it.

Just have us get an erection and Morrigan punch us out and wake up back home.

No, this is me actually having fun.

Gotcha

>Will panics, attempts to explain that it's broken