#dreamquest!

[attuncd]

DEAR FUTURE FANS . . . VOTE YURIM FOR DREAMQUEST AND FREE HER FROM NUGUDOM!

@dreamquest

[code31-onthedancefloor]

but where did ulixes get that from if not his own brain. literally nowhere in the game does it say anything about musk except for offhand dialogue about the phasmid pheromones and a lone perception descriptor. he is alone in this. does he mean 'revolutionary' as in 'working class odour' as in 'working very hard at a physically strenuous job'? -- something that he is Not doing? so he's projecting his kink onto women. he finds it very attractive, so - of course - ALL women would be attracted to that... gayboy.

[dreamquest]

˗ˏˋ  𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 !!   ♡ ˚◞

by 𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 !  ˒   she / her ˒   eighteen

located here is the songs covers the trainees were asked to submit if they were selected for dreamquest !

go here to learn more about the trainees!

[twelvroses]

LIZ's DIARY - 16/07/24. mentioned: @dreamquest @fiixion @yunzip @pinkscaped ♡ (& ahin lol)

The latest episode of Dreamquest just aired; I’m writing this in my dorm. Have I even written about my dorm? I can’t remember the last time I actually had the time to sit down and write, I think it was just before the show started… I used to be so diligent about keeping this diary, but life has gotten so hectic. I’m sharing a room with Yoon and Miyu. Both of them seem nice, but it’s a little awkward. Since we were all on different teams, I don't know how to approach them them because I'm not sure if they see me as a friend or just someone they'll need to beat. I wish I was the type of person who could start a conversation with anyone, but I just don’t know how to keep it going. The words don’t come for me. I haven't really bonded with any of the other girls, and I can tell that some of the other girls think I’m a bitch, but everyone always thinks I’m a bitch and I can live with that. Sani is really nice, though, she's really really cute, and she was so nice to me after the Fancy performance, so I think it'd be fun to be on a team with her at some point. But it would be really nice if I could at least befriend my dormmates too. I mean, assuming none of us get eliminated, they’re gonna be the first and last people I see every time I wake up or go to bed. Don’t you think that kinda sets the tone for your entire day? Even if none of us make it, it still would be nice to have some friends. That reminds me, now that I’m at Valentine, I hope I get a chance to meet the Medusa girls soon. I’ve always really liked Choi Gain sunbaenim. She just comes out and says whatever she’s thinking, no matter who’s listening or how many cameras are on her. I’ve been trying to be like that, but like everything else I try to say, it dies in my throat. Maybe if I get to hang out with her, it’ll rub off on me a little bit. 

Anyway, I won't have chance of meeting Medusa if Valentine drop me, and they might do just that, cause the CEO already told me that he expects big things from me. He told me to keep my sights set on top 5, because this is the very first time Valentine has EVER sent a trainee to a debut show, and I’m their only trainee, so if I totally flop, it’ll be really embarrassing for them, and I feel like the whole place is built on one man's very flimsy ego so he'll probably just drop me. We got to see our rankings and right now, I’m at nine. It’s not too bad, and so I want to be proud of it, but I know it’s not good enough. It doesn’t feel fair. I didn’t get a single solo line in Genie! How the hell am I supposed to get screen time and convince people to vote for me if I’m not being given the same opportunity to sing as some of the others? I wonder if the showrunners think I can’t sing because I rap. 

I also hate my new CEO, Yoo Seobin. He walks around like a weirdo mafia boss. You know, Ahin sunbaenim told me that when they go out for company dinners, he makes him, Choi Gain and Kwon Harin sit at a separate table with him. It’s supposed to be a ‘leaders privilege,’ but he’s kind of just keeping them away from the party. He thinks he’s the godfather, or something. Like it's an honour to sit with him. If I end up in a Valentine group, I pray to god that I’m not the leader. I’d hate to sit and drink with him. Did you see his fucking press release about me? He talked about how I was hypnotizing and my beauty was unmatched or something… Like he’s a married, middle aged man. It's so weird and I'm really worried if he keeps talking about me like that, people will start making up rumours. Even the thought makes me want to throw up. I wore the baggiest clothes I own last time I had to go to his office, and he still kept looking at me weird. Ahin sunbaenim said I can wear one of his sweaters next time, because if he sees me in boy's clothes he might assume I have a boyfriend and back off. It’s kind of cute that he thinks that would work. 

But Ahin sunbaenim is nice. I’m even going to record a demo for him next week. It’s not gonna be for me in the end, I think he’s just gonna send it out to a bunch of labels and see who wants the song, but I’m getting paid for recording so it’s already the most legit gig than I’ve had in about five years. He’s fun to hang out with. I think he has a little bit of a crush on me, but for once that doesn’t bother me. I think it’s just refreshing to come across a guy, especially one who’s a bit older than I am, who isn’t so fucking leery and demanding. He doesn’t even flirt or anything, he just gets shy around me and it’s easy to make him blush. It’s funny. And he does have a nice smile.

I just realised I'm writing about boys in my diary so I'm going to stop now because I'm not twelve. Kwon Ahin is the last thing I need to be thinking about right now. What I need to do is win this competition. I really hope, like really really really hope that I can rap in the next round. Like a proper rap that wasn’t written by fucking JYP, I mean. I’m really regretting singing for my audition. My first choice was Payday by Yoon Mirae but Seobin told me I had to pick something recent. If I’d pulled off a Yoon Mirae song I think I might be way higher in the ranks by now. But if I don’t get to rap there’s no way I’m gonna crack the top five. And if I get kicked from Valentine, it’s like losing the biggest opportunity I’ve ever had. I feel like I might just be setting myself up for one big joke. I couldn’t even rise up the popularity rankings of Bouquet. Do you know how easy it is to be more popular than a Bouquet member? Most idols who debut achieve it on their first day without even knowing cause they probably don’t know who Bouquet are. Were. Also, FUCK OHJANG ENTERTAINMENT.

I owe more money than I’ve earned, my parents lost all enthusiasm for this path for me a long time ago… I can’t even remember what it felt like for them to take pride in me. Honestly I started writing this entry because I thought I was going to end it by affirming to myself that this would be a turning point and I’d ace it from here on out, but I kinda feel worse than when I started writing. I should go to bed. I have to get up early to get some practice in before official practice starts, and if the girls who ranked lower than me find out I’m whining and moping about ranking 9th, they’ll think I’m even more of a bitch than they already do.

Well, just wish me luck in the next round, I guess!

[dulcebot]

im not even here at all but i might be taking a hiatus

[ofmanycol0rs]

IN NEED OF A FEMININOMENON? VOTE SASHA !

vote sasha to finally make her dream of debuting come true on @dreamquest !! kpop is in need of a femininomenon !

[arkan1126]

Strawpage doodles i've made to my mutuals on twitter :p

[radioactive-circus]

*Radio’s pulse clouded his senses, numbly stepping through the doorway*

*oh what a familiar, horrid dark room*

*grayish dark blue walls and a welcoming atmosphere if it weren’t for her state*

*there she was*

*lying motionless on the ground, hair tangled over her disheveled face, hand limply holding a cigarette stub*

*Radio dropped to his knees, just like last time*

*and held her, just like last time*

*calling an ambulance, fearing this would be her last moments. Just as before*

*but unlike before*

*the police never picked up*

*unlike before*

*she didn’t wake up*

[taocc-updates]

dreamquest masterpost :)

rules: your chosen character(s) all get some well-deserved rest…aaaand then the wack lore dreams start happening.

When entering/exiting a door or similar, your character has a chance of ending up in someone else’s dream of your choice.

this will run for the next few days for plot purposes. It’s not mandatory, and you can use as few or as many characters as you want. The reason for all of this is currently unknown. Maybe it’s a file refresh?

feel free to mess around.

[clown-an0n]

[dreamquest time.. Smiles..]

He was home.

The afternoon light was shining through the thin curtains, and four people sat at a dinner table, laughing and talking together.

One of them was quiet.

"Is something wrong, dear?"

"Huh? I'm... Okay. Why do you ask, Mrs. Radames?

"You can just call me Dolores, you know.."

"Right- Dolores. Sorry, ma'am."

"You don't need to apologize for something like that, you know.. Anyway, the reason I asked was just because you've been very quiet. It's a bit worrying.."

"You don't have to worry about her, momma. She's always like that.."

"Alright then.."

For some reason, he got the feeling that his mom didn't entirely believe him. He didn't fully believe himself sometimes.

"So, you two met at work? Didn't you meet Nikolai there as well, Caleb?"

"Yep!! Everyone at the office is really nice-"

"Not counting Zachariah."

"-and I've met most of my friends there! Honestly, working there has been amazing."

"..Are you going to work there your entire life, though?"

"What?? Of course not, silly. I've told you already, I want to be a videogame developer!! Just like Felicia!!!"

..Felicia froze.

"Oh, you know how to code?" "That's very impressive, dear."

Caleb could've sworn she looked ashamed.

"..Yes, I know how to code. I've been trying to teach Caleb some of the stuff I know. He's... A very fast learner."

"He's always been like that, you know. Back in his days of high school, he was a top student. There wasn't a single class he didn't excel in! Well, maybe not physical education, but that's okay."

As the chatter continued, Caleb's smile faltered as he got a feeling of dread. He knows this isn't something that'll last.

He excused himself from the dinner table, walking away and down the dark hall. He paused to look at the photos hanging at the wall.

They were not photos of his family.

A painting that was a bright and colorful spiral, blurry image of a heart monitor, a intricate painting of a Lichtenburg figure, and a picture of nothing but void.

He kept walking, stopping at the red door that stood in front of him.

For only a moment, he turned to look back at the dining room, the warm light almost reaching out for him. The scene in the distance was blurry and looked like it was made out of watercolor.

He slowly began to smile again. He knows that his family will be okay without him. They all have each other, don't they?

Things will be okay. They always are.

He turned back around, and walked through the door, feeling a muffled stinging pain in his eye as he did so.

[gryphonanon]

*Dafydd glanced down the road that the lady with a camera had come down, the same road Cerys would’ve walked along to go home. He turned back towards her.*

You didn’t happen to…

*But she was gone.*

*He glanced around the parking lot, but couldn’t see her, and then shaking his head, he looked back down that road. Trying to find Cerys in the dark was a stupid idea, but a little voice in the back of his mind begged him to try, to see what would happen. With a sigh, Dafydd walks the route he knows Cerys would have.*

*It’s not too far, just a handful of miles, and his eyes scan every inch of it. Maybe she dropped her phone, that’s why she didn’t answer it, and so he keeps an eye out for it.*

*He takes the shortcut he knows Cerys loves to take, through a little bit of parkland, a dirt path through a small copse of trees. The mud and tree roots make it hard to walk along, he has to go slow, constantly looking down at his feet to make sure he doesn’t trip. And then he turns a bend, and his heart drops.*

*He runs forward, almost slips as he gets close to her. There’s blood, coating the side of her head, painting the rock beneath her. In his heart he knows what happened, knows it’s too late, knows that she’s cold, stiff, lifeless.*

*Still he drops to his knees beside her, rests his head on her chest, hoping against hope for a sign she’s still alive. He finds it. Her chest barely rises, her breathing shallow, her heartbeat weak. But she’s alive. He fumbles his jacket off, presses it against her still bleeding wound, and with one hand dials for an ambulance. She’s alive. Not out of the woods yet, but alive. She’ll make it, she’s tough. She’s alive.*

*Grif startled awake, breathing heavily. This was wrong, that’s not what happened. It’s wrong. All wrong. But... but what if it wasn't... what if there was some shred of truth in the dream?* 

No. No, no, no, no. 

*He could have saved her. If he’d been brave, if he’d thrown caution to the wind, he could have saved her. But he was a coward, chose to play things safe, to wait until morning. And she died because of it.*

*He clutched at his pillow, burying his face into it, his tears staining the fabric.*

I’m so sorry, Cer. I’m so sorry.

[forget-me-where-the-lilies-sleep]

It’s been an odd week for Calla….maybe some sleep would help?

It’s spring. Her favorite and least favorite season. The flowers by the graves are fresh, making the air heavy with their scent. The sun filters through the new leaves on the trees as she walks to the train station. It’s Friday. Work is over for the week, at least on paper. A mourner’s job is never truly done, is it?

She’s always in white these days, for some reason. She wanted to keep wearing black after the funeral, but she just kept wearing her normal white instead. The grass parts as she walks from the graveyard to the station, near the tracks. She hums as she walks, something slow and quiet.

“Hey!”

She whirls around.

“Hey, what’re you doing?”

Her face lights up.

“You’re so slow, you know.”

She rolls her eyes at the two of them. The younger crosses his arms but smiles anyways.

“It’s the heels. Seriously, you need to stop wearing those all the time, you’ll trip in the grass.”

“Oh, hush.”

She turns to face them.

“Well, if you’re just fine walking in those, How’saboooout we race up that hill!”

And with that, the younger grins and runs off, leaving the elder to facepalm. Not one to be outdone, she runs after him, throwing an inconvenient branch out of the way and-

A train horn suddenly blares in her ear, but it’s already too late.

[dreamquest]

.ﾟ۪ ♡ ۫     ( 드림 퀘스트)     ╱    DREAM QUEST, is a fictional survival show that was made to debut a seven-membered girl group, the show will consistent of twenty-four trainees from many different companies who in months will then be put together in a permanent group.

૮ ˶︶^︶˶ ა🧸🐇<3

MASTERLIST. 럭키걸 증후군

[my-little-vendetta]

>>Caleb laughs...

>>...Although, even though he could easily win, he chooses to run into an obstacle right before the finish line, giving Vendetta a chance to catch up.

-@clown-an0n

Vendetta ends up doing that!! She speeds past and wins the race.

YES!! Got lucky!! Good game, eh? She holds out her hand to fist bump Caleb.

[jerma-burstkids]

Zagan Aizawa!!

[mollyencrypted]

This is an Alyda Winthrop Appreciation Post

Funky awkward monster girl who deserved so much better.

(middle two pictures courtesy of rosymaplemoth, all others courtesy of Google Images)