A RP where you can join no matter where we are because sometimes you just want to RP (Open) (NO NEED TO ASK JUST JOIN)

Do we have to wait for everyone to fall asleep to start or can they join later?//

We can go into the dream and they can join later//

Niko is dreaming, he's sure of that.
But then, maybe he isn't.
If he's dreaming, he surely shouldn't be seeing these people he was sure was near the cafeteria when he was awake

Slang jolted awake, but not awake?
"Where am i?" he muttered looking around.

Niko looks suspiciously at the guy who suddenly appeared. Such a dorky shirt.

Name: Lupus Tanaka
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Looks: Short, fluffy, black hair, chocolate brown eyes, Tan skin, 5'10, athletic build, dimples, scar on his bottom lip, has a tiger stripe sleeve tattoo on his right arm
Attire: Black hoodie, pastel black cargo pants, combat boots, graphic t-shirt
Personality: ENTJ-T, Does not know how to emotion, very concerned about others, follows his own rules
Flaws: Headstrong, defiant, ruthless
Talents: Calligraphy, backflipping, pickpocketing, Shamisen
Hobbies: Calligraphy, collecting, frowning
Favorite Weapon: Twin Katanas
Worst Fear: Failure
One Random Fact: He's ambidextrous
Other: Demi, Slytherin

Jordan sat up, rubbing his eyes. Except there were none. His head felt heavier and more weighted down then usual. He pats his head and there came a metallic clang with it.

Slang rubbed his eyes and noticed something smooth on his face. "Scales?" he mummers after touching them some more.

Niko looked alarmed as another…person? Robot? Appeared. He felt around for the pocket knife in his trouser pocket and realized it's gone

"Ah! What the hell?!" Jordan kicks, trying to get the helmet off. With a pop the helmet shoots off and he falls backward

"Are you okay?" he asks the.. robot?

Niko moved forward silently towards the man, plus mask

"Ow…" Jordan sits up, scratching his head, "What's going on?"

Niko shrugged

"No freaking clue. I was asleep in the cafe but now im here" he says, dusting off his clothes

"Who…are you?" Niko asked. Cursing silently as his accent returned, like usually when he's nervous

"Im Slange, i find this extremly ironic considering the danish word for snake is slange" he says, motioning to his now scaly face

"Niko." he said

"Im guessing we are all having some sort of strange, shared dream. I mean, i saw you both at the cafe."

Niko looked suspiciously around them. "Maybe we should…explore this place?" he suggested, mentally kicking himself as the accent came again

"Probably"

He slowly moved forward
"This place looks huge"

Jordan reaches over to the mask. For some reason it was smoking slightly from the neck, "Name's Jordan." He picks up the mask and eyes it warily.

Niko studied the man's feature warily, "We're exploring this place. You coming?"

"I dunno. I'd rather not die right away." He was going off of the usual cleche. He stares into the mechanical eyes of the mask

Niko shrugged, "Suit yourself, Helmet Guy. I'm going"

"It's Jordan!' He barks back

Camila woke up to shouts. She jolted up and became visible to the group.

"OK then, JORDAN. You gotta admit though, Helmet Guy has a nice ring to it"

"It doesnt." Jordan sighs. Securing the helmet back on his head.