The Synodiporia Psychic Network

[Casper sounds exhausted. This whole week has been A Lot.]

I had another dream.

It was black, the only noise a low, rattling static sound. Stars became visible in the darkness.

Then, suddenly, a burning red star, throwing solar flares off into the night, rushed towards me and over my shoulder. Past it was a... I don't even know what to call it. It was a weird irregular shape of metal with a serrated edge, matte and chrome. There were thrust nozzles and radio antennas and all kinds of emitters and barrels of weaponry.

I threw myself at it, screaming for blood at a pitch equalling the rapid-fire plasma cannon I was shooting. I got hit and coughed and pressure systems in me fluctuated. Another ship was beside me, a spiked globe of crystal whose spars were antennae, ion thrusters, and plasma resonators all at once. Somehow I knew the pilot took a century to make the ship. Beyond that was a weird arc of blunted ceramic with a bunch of guns and antennae protruding from one side. I knew there were other ships beyond. I could feel them with me.

And then I went in at the weird metal shape, cannons firing again... and then I woke up.

Does any of this sound familiar to anyone? The only other Jaunt with mechs I can think of is the one with the humans fighting the aliens with the weird viruses going around.

Okay, two things. First of all, that raider they found all messed up in the dunes is physically stabilized but probably needs more healing... something seems messed up with her mind. I'm not great at psychic stuff, so if someone wants to see what they can do she's in the Factor tower.

Second - those kids they found today near the Shadow District? I peeked in on what the one who died saw. Some kind of blast at neck range, but there was one of those isopod things on the wall at the same height so I think it distinguishes between sapient minds and not. I don't know if that's helpful for anyone... I can pass the memory on if you want, though... you know. You'd be seeing from the perspective of someone who died, and I know not everyone's okay with that.

I... I had one of those dreams again. The warning dreams... focus on something else if you can't deal with stuff right now. It's... it's bad.

( cw: death, slight body horror )

I... I don't know what to do...

[Individual Private messages to Thorn, Pinya, and Q'uila]

Please tell me you're okay... and tell me if you've seen Acantha, Sara, or Sprout recently. I... I need to make sure they're okay, too.

[While this is happening...]

[Bob's scratchy voice comes on the network, sounding slightly distressed.]

Hey, you know that angel that's been hitting people with that stupid aggravating whip?

Three guesses who picked a fight with him, and the first two don't count.

[There's a brief aerial shot of Casper, suspended in air with raven wings out. Bartholomew has reared back his whip but now there's tons of snowballs and water all over him.]

The fuck am I supposed to do with this?

... Right. Someone needs to keep eyes on Edward while the final event is going on. I had another dream.

It was a maze, and the walls were cloud tinted to look like the British flag. There was a huge stampede of corgis, too. ... So we might want to keep an eye on Phillip as well. Anyway, there was sinister cackling and I looked up, and there was Edward and two other people with features I couldn't make out. They were all wearing hooded black robes.

We're heading into the last part of the Jaunt, aren't we? This is where shit usually hits the fan. We'll see how this goes. I'm not betting on it being as simple as things might appear.

So I had one of those dreams again. The ones that feel different from normal, the really important dreams? For the newbies, I started picking this up after Harrogate and it's not just 'you ate too much cheese before bed' or something like that.

Anyway. I was in a garden - it was a pretty nice garden? - and holding an embroidered handkerchief. There were a lot of corgis around. They were very fluffy and happy. The Queen was on the radio, giving a speech from the new Prime Minister, who was cancelling elections for the next thirty years.

... So here's my take on on this. First up I think Phillip is somehow involved - he's infiltrating right now but he has a whole thing with corgis. Second of all... didn't this Dark Lord supposedly try to impersonate the Prime Minister?

I think we might have an attempt at that happening again. No idea about the handkerchief, though.

[Casper sounds... irritated, which is somewhat unusual for him.]

Okay. Ugh. I give up. I'm tired of this. Is there a way to shoot a bow and arrow and not hit yourself in the face? There's gotta be, I see it on TV all the time.

... Maybe I'm just dumb, I don't know.

... So I've been trying to see if there's been any clues in my dreams this time, and I thought I had something at one point.

But then it was just a ride-through of the It's A Small World ride at Disney World or whatever.

Now it's stuck in my head and I hate everything for the moment.