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[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

it's fine to keep dreaming. earth year 2005 a.d.

What I ate this morning… Right. I stole my brother Raj’s junky chocolate éclair for his own good. He tried to kill me, but Fernando held him back. After that, I went and spoke with Layla. She told me she couldn’t save me from Alejandro Caldera-Altaha. She’s so dramatic. All I wanted was a little hint for how annoying our exchange might be… Gatekeeping-ass seer.

I went to where Alejandro was—simply standing by the seashore! We are still vacationing by the City of the Starry-eyed, and much too close to the father I cannot stand. Why always this city? Not that I care for the plans of adults, even our fabled mentor’s, Kiyotaka Miura.

I didn’t wait. >:( I told Alejandro I’d throw his prize into the sea!

Do you know what he said? He smiled at me as he said it— “I fucking wondered if you would.”

I obviously—I obviously had to open my damn trap and say, “If you put it on my wrist for me, I’d have to wear it.”

“Why?” The one he names Alejandro—the one I have known for eras as Shakir—asked. “Because it’s something everyone expects.” “But would you suddenly want to?” Shakir sounded so curious—he is that kind of young man. “You just said you were going to drop it in the sea.” “Something like this… I’d hate it. You’re such an idiot. Still, if you—”

He said, “I would never do that.”

Alejandro Caldera knows, you see—we’re supposed friends, and nowhere near lovers. The world knows. Through our streams, those million eyes always… They’re always waiting for him to announce his beloved—Alia, or Khalida, or… Diego… No.

Anyway, I was an idiot and had to go and yell, “So what do you want me to do?”

He said, “I really thought you’d throw it into the sea. I feel like the girls—Alia or Konna or someone—would challenge me to a duel for daring to insinuate anything. Honestly, they’d just have killed me. Those journos really wouldn’t stop talking about them earlier during the interview… I couldn’t give it to Diego. It’d be way more awkward, considering how much they talked about meaning. I couldn’t—”

Alejandro really wouldn’t shut up. I can’t even inscribe half his ramble—I only memorized that much, and the rest was worse yak. He brought up Leo being unreachable and Fernando and how they’re not even close anymore and how he barely knows Maria—why are you even bringing her up, then!? What is wrong with you!? I had to yell at him—

“You’re seriously acting like you have no real friends! Anyone in the world would’ve accepted the bracelet from you—”

He said, “You already know they made it something so meaningful. Diego or Fernando or Leo would’ve just gone along with it, but my entire life would be upturned. Does it mean what we’ve all been waiting to know? The elemental potential of the era! Anyway, I wasn’t sure what you would do. I thought you’d throw it into the sea.”

In truth, Alejandro Caldera-Altaha doesn’t care about being a proper mage. He’s just as simplistic about our magecraft as you unfathomably old Earthians. If I look at the skies in my world, maybe I could see your star, the Sun, 100,000 lightyears away… Or maybe not.

I could care less.

I never paid enough attention to how far away it was in my classes.

I told him, “I won’t wrap the bracelet on your wrist.”

Alejandro said, “I never expected you to.”

“You want me to throw it into the sea.”

“I thought that you would.”

“You really wanted me to give it away, didn’t you? Start a drama with your whiny-ass brother.” I thought I might as well have said it.

Like an idiot, Alejandro said, “After you threw it into the sea, I thought I’d push Diego into a dramatic retrieval mission together with your brother. Since Diego is the one who still talks to Fernando. I was wondering how Fernando’s been.”

I was…

Close to—

I—

He was close to brea—

Stop.

I was…

So infuriated. Seething, even. So mad.

I just said, “You didn’t need me to start your stupid game with my brother—”

He sounded upset too, by then. Over what? He said, “You could’ve just pretended you didn’t open the damn book!”

I… Well, I finally paused.

I mean. I just told him, “You fucking know I wouldn’t let you think I couldn’t solve a puzzle that you gave me. Like duh I solved it. Hello?”

The idiot burst out laughing so soon after looking unhappy. He laughed for a while. I don’t know why he found it so funny.

“You never would be able to resist! It really is so like you, Antonio.”

>_> WTF.

Why did he find it so funny? He went back to smiling like the idiot he is.

He said something so stupid. He said, “Give me back my family’s book, too.”

I told him, “No way. That’s my real damn prize from you. My pillow now, even.”

He turned to me and said, like he might as well be talking to Alia or Konna or Diego or Fernando or Leo, “That’s such shit!” Though around them he would’ve been so much cuter—for the streams and all that, just, “I can’t believe you!”

He is a man of respect. ( <_< )

I told him, “Don’t give me things you don’t want to lose.” I am a man of respect too, of course.

He said, “I imagined you might find it interesting. I can’t parse some things I was hoping to, in the end.”

I think he needed me for it, and so the book wound up more important than the magical Alejandro-fetching bracelet in the end.

>:")

We wound up less caught up in our bullshit. He finally lightened up, and the seashore was my home again. I'm sure I won’t remember what made me mad soon enough—an Alejandro whose goals I understand is all I will ever need. I know it.

I know.

#again only i the djinn can see these tags so i might as well ramble a bit here #it seems as though antonio has found what he wanted by writing these blog posts so it may take some time before i can bother him again #he's what you all call emo and does seem to have enjoyed blogging like it's 2005 #how very nice #character blog #artists on tumblr #Blue Horizon verse by Naila Moonsi

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

THE NEXT DREAM. EARTH YEAR 2005 A.D.

I slept with Alejandro’s gift underneath my head like some idiots supposedly suggested. That is, I woke up after that previous dream and it turned out I was holding the book against my chest already.

It obviously didn't do anything!!

It didn’t? :0

And what’s with you? You usually don't make such tones, djinn.

Anyway, I decided it was best to go speak with my teacher. That cat man is almost as bad as you, djinn, so it's not like it was a huge change excepting the fact that he did what he sometimes does—actually help me out!

With his shitty hints, I was totally able to decode it! >:] But...

But what should I do about Alejandro's real gift?

Within the [UNKNOWN COORDINATES], from that place monstrous forms emerge and cause havoc for our society 100,000 years in the future, we students of the preeminent Protector's class have often saved humans trapped within their dreams and nightmares... Those who become surrounded by such monstrous forms. More often we free ghosts of their monsters, or sometimes nothing that's left at all but a memory. Or even the simple hope of one.

On the rarest occasion... Via a 1 in a five hundred million chance... We’re given something. Gifts. Something parted from a ghostly soul or even their memory as thanks.

Alejandro was given something not that long ago—it was all the buzz across our planet, since he's very well-favored to become the Protector of Worlds. (He won't become the Protector. It is assured.)

It was everywhere across the world through what you call “the television” in the year 2005 A.D. Or was it “the streams”?

Whatever you call it, he was on it. Everyone knows he was gifted something rare.

“The True Angel's Engraving.” Can you believe it? A name that boastful! It’s what they named it across the—on all the streams, or whatever you all say in the year 2005 A.D.

It’s in my hand now—a pleasing multicolored bracelet. Its components look and feel like ordinary stone fragments that fits well together, so cool to the touch, and yet I think they must not be ordinary. Not in a meteoric way or anything. The bracelet is singing with alchemical energy… With “the True Angel’s Engraving,” so to speak.

Earlier…

It felt like something familiar. Like my dad’s alchemy.

Not the way it is now, but like something from a very long time ago.

I’ve been thinking that since I saw it. I’ve been wanting to get away from everything…

Alejandro hid the bracelet away in this book I’d assumed was my main… My main prize of some sort.

On the streams, they kept repeating how it would bring him to the one he wanted to find, no matter what. That his heart was now connected to the bracelet.

Not just who he wanted to find… Who he seriously wanted. They’re obsessed with setting him up with someone these days. Alia. Diego. Khalida. Konna.

Still, enough of the journos mentioned it—that it could lead him to his try-hard brother too. To his family. To his…mother, potentially.

Why would he give it to me?

He must not have believed it. He’s such a fool.

Is he the fool, or are you? You don’t even believe your own words. Like usual. You’re always waiting for him to appear, and now you want to say ‘oh, boo-hoo, he obviously can’t believe that nonsense they say!’

But see, he used to prattle on about saviors. Am I not allowed to have opinions on them? He knows how I feel.

Child. He knows you are worse.

That’s not true. I really can’t stand you.

Do you really think it works both ways? I could—

You surely could!

Shut it. The bracelet… It doesn’t feel like my dad’s alchemy anymore. It feels like Alejandro’s.

I could put it back in the book. Pretend I never solved his stupid riddles.

And sleep holding it?

Do you think he wanted to give it to someone else first? I adore Diego, but you know he’s a little—

Oh, darling. I don’t know.

What should I do? He was too foolish—I can’t wear it in public. If he can’t think to give it to his prissy brother, it really was something to give a paramour. It’s too bad he has no real lover.

The public would have a meltdown even if a friend wore it—which I suppose I count as.

What should I do? I need to at least harangue him.

What should I do? Alejandro Caldera-Altaha. He really bothers me.

I likely slept too long today. I’ll need to eat when I wake. I won’t let mysterious votes choose that, so I’ll bring it up next time, I suppose.

#antonio can't see the tags i the djinn have chosen #character blog #artists on tumblr #Blue Horizon verse by Naila Moonsi #he's on yet another rollercoaster of some sort

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

Do you think alejandro would date me if we were both 20 somehow? Just wondering

You mean across time and space...? Hmm.

My brother Raj told me that Alejandro's not very romantically interested in anyone except some mysterious beauty Raj sounds like he hates and/or stresses over. I keep wondering who that beauty is...

What would Raj even know? Though if he does know--if Alejandro is secretly dating him--no one can get in the way of my brother and his lover.

I'll destroy anyone who tries.

Still... Alejandro's really strange. Sometimes they look at each other in a way that makes me think I need to make sure I protect them, but as far as I can tell, he hasn't made any moves. Fernando isn't close to Ale anymore, and Raj is always around Fernando. I wonder who that mysterious beauty is?

#asks

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

Welcome to the internet, Antonio! It's 2024 AD. Hope this helps you out.

It doesn't. :3c He can't read what I don't want him to read here, I'm afraid~! Nasir is a bit of an airhead about history he thinks he knows in this life, as he studies it very hard... Unfortunately he knows his planet's own "history" and "herstory" and "theirstory" much better than Earth's. Or perhaps he hopes he does. I'm sure he'd love to know! But he won't find out. Occasionally Nasir becomes upset and shy and hides away from all his friends. That's the only reason he can see any of this. I thought I could mess with him for a bit, since he's obviously very curious about the very ancient Earth, of course.

#asks

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

Is Alejandro your boyfriend?

I almost had a heart attack reading this!!! Are Earthians crazy??? No... I forgot you were all very simple people. :/ Though... I've learned you've had societal issues like this too. Something about two men or two women. No teacher I've had goes into it deeply, though.

Do you think Alejandro could love me? Someone like him and someone like myself couldn't possibly get together.

That kind of life isn’t for mages like us.

#asks

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

PAST DREAMING IN THE YEAR 2005 A.D.

I'm trying to make my blog more beautiful while I'm in this dream state! U v U;

I don't know what an "ask box" is but I'm pretty curious... I opened mine! >:3

I thought you mostly did comment threads in the year 2005 A.D.? I've heard of roleplaying with "bikes"! That you're supposed to "ride"! I'm very interested in "the motorcycle" myself. It's a legendary ancient vehicle.

Alia and Alejandro would be so jealous of me right now. Which is why I made this blog to begin with!! >:) Though I know I'm definitely just dreaming.

#'no one i know in real life will ever find this blog at all... yet i'm still afraid to be genuine in it. why is that?' #'i'm afraid of somehow sharing dreams like i feel i did when i was little... what if at least nando finds out? i wouldn't know what to do.' #'if someone found out i wouldn't know what to do. i'll blog like i do in my world. even though there's a million eyes always on me there.' #'this is so soothing in comparison... only one weirdo showed up and who knows how those votes work.' #'i especially wouldn't want him to know. or obi.' #antonio can't see my tags but he went a bit off with his own :0 #character blog #writers on tumblr #Blue Horizon verse by Naila Moonsi

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

WHO IS THAT?

My only acolyte here. U_U

God, why does it sound like you're using emoticons via voice? I'm leaving.

TODAY'S DREAM. EARTH YEAR 2005 A.D.

Um.

My name is Antonio Chandrani-Rivera. I’m 15 years old and my alchemy has been fluctuating, so I somehow. Can be. Here.

Via my gorgeous abode!

Yes. Through that. Shut up. Why do you sound more girlish than usual?

Though… I think I’m dreaming. I must be.

Oh, darling! You certainly aren’t.

So I am… Only in a dream would I worry this much over Alejandro of all people. I could be with Diego right now. Or doing oceanic combat with Layla or Raj. Even if I’m in the [UNKNOWN COORDINATES], isn’t it better just to find Leo?

I read in my history books that Earthians in the year 2005 “blog.” I guess we have something in common even after 100,000 years… Weird as shit.

I need a private place to talk about this one idiot. As far as I understand about the more emotional(?) humans in the year 2005, they love “comms” and hate “epic fails.” But this place seems like it has no comms and has a lot of epic fails.

Historically, in the year 2005 A.D., when elemental prowess among humans was still burgeoning, the renown dumbf*ck of 100,000 years ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ fell in love with a beauty. ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ kept hanging around that annoying beauty and the two along with L̶͉̹̩̞͗̔͆̀͐͌͐-̸̡̞͇͍͇̼̬̪̤̘͖̗̪̟͆̀̀̽̐͋̐̒̓̏̌̐͂͠ͅ-̵̛͈̲̲̹̩̩͒̎̌̈́͑̈́̓̉̈́̆͑͋̀͝ĺ̴̟͍̟̘͚̼̿̃͆̄͑̉͒ą̴͇̩̫̮̮͈͍̰̊̾̐̑͆̈̈́͝͝ simply ACCIDENTALLY protected the fated child. I can’t stand it… Thinking of them.

But I’m not ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒… I’m Antonio Chandrani-Rivera from 100,000 years in the future. I’m alright. I’ll be fine.

The truth is, I can’t remember.

What was I thinking about? That’s right.

Alejandro Caldera gave me a historical artifact. Not anything from 100,000 years ago and especially not from Earth, and instead from our own planet. Obviously. Still, it’s something quite old.

He said I give him too much. Too many…gifts. I can’t believe he even called them that. Is he stupid? The last thing I gave him was nail clipper.

It’s a gorgeous book. A pretty green even with the glitzy gold. It’s from his own family’s archive. The family that despises me…

Don’t you even worry, young Nasir. If you have trouble, I can ascertain you might get some answer… Or zero. I have to admit, it’s a bit spotty for me here. Only that one’s very over-besotted over your potential in that era… In a timeline like this.

What the fuck are you talking about? Why are you able to interfere with my posts to this level? This wasn’t worth it, was it…?

It’s never worth it with Alejandro Caldera. What should I do? Can people on Earth decode runes yet? There’s runes all over this thing… Alejandro says he hid something for me in this book. He was too playful…! Whatever it is, it seems like such a gentle thing.

You should avoid someone that gentle, Nasir.

I will never listen to you, djinn. And like usual, my name is Antonio.

What should I do…? Ugh, I’m so annoyed…

This odd dreamy blog has a poll function, so I’ll let someone else decide! If no one decides, I guess I’ll have to figure something out on my own.

#he left again :( #aw #he'll be back

[antonio-chandranis-dream-blog]

TODAY'S DREAM. EARTH YEAR 2005 A.D.

Um.

My name is Antonio Chandrani-Rivera. I’m 15 years old and my alchemy has been fluctuating, so I somehow. Can be. Here.

Via my gorgeous abode!

Yes. Through that. Shut up. Why do you sound more girlish than usual?

Though… I think I’m dreaming. I must be.

Oh, darling! You certainly aren’t.

So I am… Only in a dream would I worry this much over Alejandro of all people. I could be with Diego right now. Or doing oceanic combat with Layla or Raj. Even if I’m in the [UNKNOWN COORDINATES], isn’t it better just to find Leo?

I read in my history books that Earthians in the year 2005 “blog.” I guess we have something in common even after 100,000 years… Weird as shit.

I need a private place to talk about this one idiot. As far as I understand about the more emotional(?) humans in the year 2005, they love “comms” and hate “epic fails.” But this place seems like it has no comms and has a lot of epic fails.

Historically, in the year 2005 A.D., when elemental prowess among humans was still burgeoning, the renown dumbf*ck of 100,000 years ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ fell in love with a beauty. ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒ kept hanging around that annoying beauty and the two along with L̶͉̹̩̞͗̔͆̀͐͌͐-̸̡̞͇͍͇̼̬̪̤̘͖̗̪̟͆̀̀̽̐͋̐̒̓̏̌̐͂͠ͅ-̵̛͈̲̲̹̩̩͒̎̌̈́͑̈́̓̉̈́̆͑͋̀͝ĺ̴̟͍̟̘͚̼̿̃͆̄͑̉͒ą̴͇̩̫̮̮͈͍̰̊̾̐̑͆̈̈́͝͝ simply ACCIDENTALLY protected the fated child. I can’t stand it… Thinking of them.

But I’m not ▒▒▒▒▒▒▒▒… I’m Antonio Chandrani-Rivera from 100,000 years in the future. I’m alright. I’ll be fine.

The truth is, I can’t remember.

What was I thinking about? That’s right.

Alejandro Caldera gave me a historical artifact. Not anything from 100,000 years ago and especially not from Earth, and instead from our own planet. Obviously. Still, it’s something quite old.

He said I give him too much. Too many…gifts. I can’t believe he even called them that. Is he stupid? The last thing I gave him was a nail clipper.

It’s a gorgeous book. A pretty green even with the glitzy gold. It’s from his own family’s archive. The family that despises me…

Don’t you even worry, young Nasir. If you have trouble, I can ascertain you might get some answer… Or zero. I have to admit, it’s a bit spotty for me here. Only that one’s very over-besotted over your potential in that era… In a timeline like this.

What the fuck are you talking about? Why are you able to interfere with my posts to this level? This wasn’t worth it, was it…?

It’s never worth it with Alejandro Caldera. What should I do? Can people on Earth decode runes yet? There’s runes all over this thing… Alejandro says he hid something for me in this book. He was too playful…! Whatever it is, it seems like such a gentle thing.

You should avoid someone that gentle, Nasir.

I will never listen to you, djinn. And like usual, my name is Antonio.

What should I do…? Ugh, I’m so annoyed…

This odd dreamy blog has a poll function, so I’ll let someone else decide! If no one decides, I guess I’ll have to figure something out on my own.

#antonio cant see this so i his beloved djinn shall tag it for him :3c #character blog #artists on tumblr #gay people #dumbass child #he should probably go cool off under a waterfall #Blue Horizon verse via Naila Moonsi