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[yournightmares]

Well, now that you've got me, what are you gonna do with me? Huh?

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[notmakingsense]

Anything they want.

[yournightmares]

That's what she thinks, but she can't control me.

[notmakingsense]

Wanna bet?

Try saying that when you're shipped off to some "lovey-dovey" game where your powers are gone.

[He gags. What a horrible fate.]

[yournightmares]

[Freddy sounds a little sick at that too.]

"Lovey-dovey"?

[notmakingsense]

Yeah, you know.

[He almost strains for a moment.]

Love hotels.

[yournightmares]

No. She knows better.

[notmakingsense]

Maybe.

You might have a mun like mine, who'll let you go freely.. mostly.

Or you have the other kind of mun. In which case I spologize.

[sempiternally]

[Oh, hi Freddy. Normal people would run away at the sight of you. But what is normal?]

Maybe they'll enter your dreams and fuck around with your head like you do with others.

... if you can you do that here. Can you?

[yournightmares]

Of course I can.

And anybody is welcome to try.

[sempiternally]

Yeah, you can just about do anything here.

I'm going to pass on the controlling nightmares thing though. I'm sure someone else would be happy to take peak at what sort of dreams you have, but me, I've seen enough of what you can do to guess what it's like in there.

[yournightmares]

Seen what I can do, huh? Should I recognize you?

[sempiternally]

[Shit. He shouldn't have said seen. Damn his love of horror movies.]

No, I'm no one important. I don't even dream. [Liar.]

[yournightmares]

You know, it's not polite to lie. Maybe we'll see how much you know when you fall asleep tonight.

[shockjock]

Supermarket maybe, try to find you a nice paper bag?

[yournightmares]

Oh, cute.

Is that where you want me to put yours when I'm finished with you?

[shockjock]

I don't sleep, stupid.

[yournightmares]

Well, that does make things a bit more complicated.

What are you?

[shockjock]

Here's the short version, gruesome: I'm pretty much pure energy now. I don't eat, I don't sleep, and I definitely don't drink.

[Which has a way of letting the hate just sit and fester 24/7.]

It ain't all it's cracked up to be.

[yournightmares]

Try Freddy. I already know what I look like.

So what do you do then?

[sacrilegious]

Put you in pink lingerie and play tea party with you.

Welcome to Wonderland, Alice.

[yournightmares]

The tea will be acid in her face.

[sacrilegious]

Hate to break it to ya, man, but she owns your sorry ass.

[yournightmares]

Nobody owns me.

[sacrilegious]

Denial is but a sign of weakness, my friend.

[yournightmares]

And sitting back and taking it?