Third Person: This was like no dream bubble that Kankri had ever experienced before. For one thing, he had never been alone in a dream bubble before, and certainly never on a many-wheeled device like this one. In fact, there was nothing around him that seemed to be manufactured by his memories, which was more than a little unsettling for someone who had existed for so long in pasted-together fragments of his and his friends’ memories. Even looking outside provided no real sense of where he was – everything blurred together, covered by a white haze that only started to fade as the many-wheeled device started to grind to a halt.
When it stopped, he faffed about indecisively for a moment or two until he began to feel the strangest compulsion to step out onto the landing station. What was even stranger was how real everything felt – more real, even, than the dream bubbles. As soon as he stepped out onto the landing station, the doors closed solidly behind him and the many-wheeled device began to slowly roll away.
“Where...am I?” he asked, looking around. It was hard not to feel completely alone, accustomed as he was to having familiar faces around almost constantly.
[Canon OC] Kankri Vantas | Homestuck | Reserved | 2/2
Third Person: This was like no dream bubble that Kankri had ever experienced before. For one thing, he had never been alone in a dream bubble before, and certainly never on a many-wheeled device like this one. In fact, there was nothing around him that seemed to be manufactured by his memories, which was more than a little unsettling for someone who had existed for so long in pasted-together fragments of his and his friends’ memories. Even looking outside provided no real sense of where he was – everything blurred together, covered by a white haze that only started to fade as the many-wheeled device started to grind to a halt.
When it stopped, he faffed about indecisively for a moment or two until he began to feel the strangest compulsion to step out onto the landing station. What was even stranger was how real everything felt – more real, even, than the dream bubbles. As soon as he stepped out onto the landing station, the doors closed solidly behind him and the many-wheeled device began to slowly roll away.
“Where...am I?” he asked, looking around. It was hard not to feel completely alone, accustomed as he was to having familiar faces around almost constantly.
...Well. There had to be people around somewhere.