The Shared Dream

{Olivia's Dream}A woman... chained in red flames, locked into something dark behind her... something that looks like a cross...

the flame loosens up... yet the woman stood still... instead, the flame changes from red... to black... and chained her even further...

Suddenly... the cross shined a bright light... dissipating the black flames... then the woman... is freed...

{Silösse Silversnow}
The person is hung loosely by a weird flaming chain binding her hands above her head; the chain links seemed to be made of otherworldly pale white hands, the flame was silver colored. The interlocking chain links of the burning hands spread throughout her torso and limbs. They also move in mechanical rhythm, and occasionally forced-move the otherwise limp figure with unnatural gaits and jerks; each movement made her let out a short painful gasp, all the while hanging in the void with both hands tied above her head. It went faster in escalation of the rhythm, ignoring the muffled scream of the person; until it abruptly broke down and fell apart. The person collapsed to the ground like a broken doll, slowly panting and catching her breath.

{Viverna Cavallo}
Hair. Hair everywhere. Silky Hair. Brownish, Silky Hair. Tying a seemingly lifeless figure like a deadly thread. And it moved, wrapping like a tentacle preying on a helpless lady. Like a silk cloak suffocating a frail body. Until it bleeds. Gasping mouths, voiceless moans, invisible breaths. Then in a snap, the tentacled hair is cut by numerous fiery chains. Leaving a helpless body, covered by silky hair; with her features clearly shown, moved only by occasional spasms.

{Furioso's inner monologue in dream}
The flaming chain binds me.
My eyes goes hazy, as I see the others in similar experiences like me.
It hurts so much...
The interlocking chain buries itself deep into the skin...
The flames burn the meat as the chain cut deeper...
...
It's hot...
It's hot...
AAAARGH!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
IT'S HOT!
I'M HOT!
... I'm hot?

Upon that realization, miraculously, I heard the clank noises.
The chain loosened, I took my chance and struggle my utmost best to get a way from that torture.
I breaks free...
Or... Am I being spared for the time being...
I looks at the other faces...
Yes...
They did too I guess...
The image burns deep into mine...
I wonder, if the feels h-- t-- ----------

{Zita Conchiglia}
Kneeling, with my arms above my head crossed. My hands and feet were tied, by an unknown and incomprehensible forces in the shape of gears. My limbs felt like getting crushed each passing seconds. My blurred vision tried to comprehend whatever happened. There're other people around. They're in similar sorry state. My body flail around to loosen up the gear, but to no avail. Falling into hopelessness, my body loosen up. Gritting my teeth to bear the pain of being crushed. My mouth move, reciting a silent prayer. A sudden sound of gear moving backward was heard. Trying to be as serene as possible, my body moves following the gear. One by one, my limbs got out of the gear. My eyes refocus, looking at the surrounding once again.
Burned every bit of the scene there to my brain. My body stood up, and force itself out of the void.

{Raven}A woman was hanging in a dark void, as vines restrained her body and limbs. Her head just hung in the air, as several vines strangled her neck. She was almost motionless; only slight expansion and deflation at the vines around her body that could be noticed, following her faint breathing.

Suddenly, some flame spread from the roots towards the tip of those vines, which still ensnared the woman. As the fire caught her body, the woman writhed in pain, trying to escape the burning vines. Her pained gesture and expression showed that she tried to scream, but with no avail as the vines strangled her tighter the more she struggled. Soon enough, the flame had fully engulfed the vines along with her entire body. Some slight writhing movements were still visible inside the flame, but soon there was no movement anymore.

The fire stayed for a while before it went out completely, leaving a charred body snared with charred vines. As the vines turned into ashes, the body just dropped flat to an invisible floor. The charred body stayed motionless for a moment, until one of its fingers twitched. Shortly afterwards, the body started to crawl slowly. As per inch it crawled, the charred skin shed, gradually revealing the normal shape of the woman again.

After she shed her whole charred skin, the woman slowly stood up and observed her surrounding. Then, she noticed several figures who also escaped from their binds, and took a glimpse at them...

{Jaune Arc}A block of complicated mechanism could be seen within a dark void. Inside, there were several people, with their movements dictated by an alien mechanism. As the interlocking gears rotated, strings attached on their bodies pulled the limbs to move accordingly. While their movements looked normal, their expressions weren't. Their eyes were blank, as if they didn't possess any will.

Those bodies just keep following the strings movements for a while, until a young man between those people stopped moving all of sudden. For a brief moment, he just stood there with blank stares. Then, he blinked and looked around with confused expression. He glanced at other people near him, who were still moving in accordance to the mechanism's whims. The young man looked at the strings attached on his body, before looking at an empty space outside the mechanism block. His face showed some hesitation upon seeing the empty space for a while, before the gears around him slowly started to move again. The young man glanced around briefly once more, before he looked at the empty space again; this time with a resolved look.

After a deep inhale, the young man jumped outward of the mechanism block. The strings detached from his body, and he escaped the block before the gears could trap him again. As he exhaled a sigh of relief, the young man started to look around. After a while, his gaze locked into one particular direction. A familiar-yet-slightly different mechanism could be seen in a separate space from the mechanism block which bound him earlier, with someone whom he might knew trapped inside of it.

The young man reached his hand towards the direction and about to move there, but then immediately stopped. A sorrowful expression could be seen briefly on his face, until he realized there were other figures who escaped their binds and glanced at him as he returned the glance as well...

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Averyn Safyre ( Lewd Alert (?) )

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A masked woman with black garb could be seen with all her limbs grabbed by thorny and slimy tentacles. She tried all her best to get out of the grips of the tentacles, but the more she tries, the more unpleasant the grips get, as if all of her movement has been anticipated. Until then, she gave up on struggling, letting the tentacles to do as it please, choking her in unpleasant way until her masks drops of, showing her surrendering face-- until something suddenly hissed, and let go of her, dropping her as she kneeled and coughed after such suffocation, with her garbs a bit thorned due to the thorns...

{Elena Valerianovna}A mysterious white cube appears, composed of many gears that is big, and some small. On one side of the cube, a woman with grey hair and black dress emerges from the mechanism. She awakened and screamed out loud. The gear mechanism gripped her throat as she tried to broke free from it. It is appeared that she has no hope of getting out as she becomes unconscious, and she submerged to the white cube.
Suddenly, there is a weird cracking sound from the cube. The gear stop moving and start to revert its movement to the point where the woman emerges. This time she managed to have her hands free, and punched the gear mechanism on her feet. She immediately jump to the ground and freed from her binds with a full determination, then see similar people getting free.

{ Bridgitte von Bernstein}A woman in a torn white dress with purple stains has her limbs constricted by otherworldly tentacles coming out from the darkness. Each and every second the tentacles delivers some hot electric pulse and purple goo as she have appeared to have seizures from electric shock. Her eyes were empty looking at the void, as if there is no future for her.
At one point, the tentacle loosened its grip. She became aware, and she gripped one of the tentacle with one of her hand, and tried to pull it so hard that its torn apart from the darkness, enduring the pain she had from electric pulse and continue on to the other hand and her feet. She fell down, covering her torn purple stained dress as she look at others who broke free.

{Zaitsev's Dream}
Around me, those are white slender arms. Wrap around me. The hands stroke me gently. I can feel soft things behind my back.

I try turn my head. I trace upon those white soft arms. Looks to it's white beautiful shoulder. I want to see it's face. I try looks higher. From the shoulder to that slim neck. Then to that....

Suddenly I sense fear.

That face... Those... the colour of the skin turn red. Those jaws were deformed and decorated with many sharp fangs, opened up as a tentacle or worm like tongue comes out of it. That nose was nothing there, only hollow rift. There's no hair in that head. Only long worm-like objects that covers it. Those eyes seems rotten, looking at two different directions.

As I take a glance to the eyes, they rolled and then focusing at me. I'm scared. Those white slender arms turn red. Those arms multiply. Four? Six? Or  are those, ten of them? I try to escape. But those arms around my body grasp me tighter. The stroke of those hands become fiercer. Some hideous hands, try to clawing through my skin. I feel hot. Those arms begin to lit on fire. Those jaws try to gnawing through my neck slowly.

I'm scared. I can't move.
I'm scared. I can't scream.

I can see there's other people around me. Those face. I try to shout at them but nothing come out from my throat. I try asking for help but nothing come out from my mouth.
I try again.
Try again.
I try ag....

I begin to lose conciousness. My vision become blurry. From my blurred vision I can see my skin got clawed and burned. It's feel very hot but I can't do anything.

My eyes then closed. Everything becoming black and void. There's nothing there, but I can still feel the heat. There's nothing there, but I can still feel the hands that clawed through my skin. My conciousness fading.

..What is... that?

From my void of vision. I can see a light. A bright shining light. The light seems got closer. Getting brighter. I can open my eyes. That light, it seems morph into a figure.

Is that...?

A figure of woman. With that tied up black long hair. A quite slender that shows some curve yet well build up frame. A familiar figure.

I reach unto that figure. The arms around my  body wrap up tighter. I try to escape. I try to slip around those arms. I kick the body of those arms. I escape. I run. I'm free. I run unto that figure. That figure  suddenly disappeared as I touch it, becoming trace of light. That light covers around me. It's warm. It's... warm...

{Leonovich}
There was a naked man. All his limbs, even his head and his chest were chained to the ground.
He was forced into a kneeling position from the weight of the chains. Dozens of scratch mark from the jagged chains are visible on his back. The man writhes, struggles to escape from the bindings, to no avail. He could not move, not a single inch.
Then the chain started heating. The man screams in agony. The steel burns, burns, hotter and hotter that the smell of burnt skin mixes with sulfur. Every single hair was singed, but the fire scorched even bigger. It was as if the hellfire ate the man. In no time, the scream couldn't be heard anymore. His throat was already charcoal. The flame incinerated flesh, showing the white, milky bones.
Yet, the more the fire burned, the looser the chains were. With barely anything left, he kicked the chain around his left foot. He raised his right hands, threwing away the chains. He thrashed his body left and right, freeing himself from the chain.
Look! A bright light!

{Mical Fortier}A blonde boy with a slim figure hangs mid-air like a slumped marionette. His wrists, heels and joints were all wrapped by thin chain-like strings that glow red as if burning. The boy writhes in pain as the strings slowly move him about a dark stage, forcing him to dance like a powerless puppet. After a brief period of forced dancing, the strings burned even more intensely, imparting injuries, but grows more fragile. With the strings weakened, the boy who is still in tremendous pain, uses his remaining strength to broke free. The strings snapped and the boy fell to the floor, motionless, but otherwise alive.
He had strings, but now he is free. There are no strings on him.

{Ambrosia Chloe Diantha Constantine - EXTREME LEWD ALERT}
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{Rodenmark Livingstone}
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A red haired teenage boy hanging on a gigantic tree. His left ankle is tied by tendrills, while the other leg is bent. Moments passed; suddenly the tendrill snapped.

Thud, came a sound.

OOF, came a voice.

A juicy red apple splatted. Does the apple draws the teenage? Does the teenage draws the apple? Confused, the teenage boy stood up, took the apple, and ate it.

{Four girls located in different voids yet felt not too far from each others...}Each girl was located within four different voids, which each void somewhat had different shade of colors, namely red, white, black, and yellow...

The first one was a girl with short stature and reddish shade hair. Her limbs were lightly restrained by chains of flowery petals. Her silver-colored eyes were captivated at the butterflies which dancing with some other rose petals. She moved her limbs, trying to reach them with no avail. Her restrains were slightly extending and shortening in accordance to her movements, as she tried to chase the butterflies and the rose petals. Slowly but sure, the girl was moving closer to what looked like an endless chasm...

Not too far from the first girl, another girl with long, silvery-blond hair was dancing around. Her lean body was nicely wrapped by white silky clothing, which accentuated thin red lines. However, upon a closer look, the white clothing that was actually made of countless silky threads that were attached on her whole body. Each time the girl made a sudden movement in her dance, the threads were trying to restrain her, but she managed to force the threads to follow her movements. However, cuts and wounds appear around the points where the threads were stuck, creating the thin red accents made from flowing blood throughout her body. The silverish-blond hair was also slowly turning into silvery-white...

Slightly away from the second girl, a jet black void was occupying a whole space. There was nothing could be spotted from the void, except at one point where a head of a girl with long black hair surfaced from the void, as if gasping for some air, before being dragged again into the void. The scene was repeated over and over, and girl's face also grown slightly exhausted for each futile efforts she did to stay at the surface. A pair of what appeared to be feline ears also slowly became more apparent during her later resurfaces. As the time passed by, the dark void somewhat may or may not be shrinking each time the girl was drowned back to the void...

The last girl was hanged by vines, not too far from the other three. For some reason, her body was engulfed by raging flame, which also burning the vines that restraining her limbs. She endlessly screamed in agony as the fire burned her. She kept struggling to release herself from the restraining vines to no avail. Her long hair was flailing around as she moved her head violently. Strangely, her hair shown two colors: an obvious bleached and dyed golden color at half side, and slightly red shaded dark hair in the other half. Upon wider perspective, the vines also seemed extended, far towards another space of void. However, the extension were already cut off, with burnt mark at the end of those cut extensions...

{A figure of a woman with gentle look who was hanging helplessly by various shapes of chains...}The woman just endlessly singing and chanting prayers as she was flailing erratically.

Her body swinging back and forth, following the movements of chains which coiling random parts of her body. Her long blonde hair was flowing freely, as there was no force pulling them at particular direction. She alternately entering the part of void which somehow emanating soothing light, and another part with ominous darkness at the opposite side of the light.

Some dismembered hands sometimes appeared from the darkness, trying to reach the woman whenever she flailed towards them. However, they were unable to grasp her, as her swinging keep suddenly changing direction when a hand was almost touched the body.

However, over the time, the swinging were getting wider and wider as the woman started to move her body around. The woman flailed deep further into the soothing light, while also making her closer to the dismembered hands inside the ominous darkness. The woman, however, just keep chanting and singing her prayers endlessly with a somewhat determined, yet gentle expression...

{Ileana}A woman cruxified by metal cross and binded with flaming hot chain. As she just binded there, her lips seems moving spelling something. Is that a prayer? Or is that curses?

{Gregory}
His body binded to the ground, can't move. Numerous blades stabbed on each of his limbs. Each blades shaped like a cross. Under him was a blackened fluid substance, pouring from the void above him. The substance seems like burning his skins, but the body didn't even move.