(( Before this RP starts, I just wanted to say two things. Number 1, R.I.P Etika. I used to watch him all the time and I loved his reactions, and it's heartbreaking that he ended up killing himself. ))

(( Please know if you need help in your life, always reach out for help. Go to a hotline, or tell someone who you trust! You are never alone, always know that. ))

(( Also. SEASON 4 TRAILER JUST DROPPED OMG OMG OMG O MMAAAAAAAAAAAAH GOOOOOOOOOD. AND MAT AND NIKITA ARE BACK AND EVERYONE HERE, YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS! :DDDDD ))

(( Everyone go watch it!:

https://youtu.be/ssZ760gOVwA

(( I really want either Ro, Colleen, Justine, Alex, or Gabbie to escape! ))

(( Also, sorry if this Intro is very sloppy. I had a limited amount of time to put it up ;-; ))

(( Anyway! Let us start our roleplay :3 ))

---June 26, 2019---

* Dream is in his own house, alone, writing some stories about his adventures in his journal. *

Dream: Oh! This one seems good! And that one too!

* With the curtains closed and all the lights off in his room, except his study lamp, the atmosphere was set for writing his disturbing tales of journeys from before. *

Dream: "And from there, we ran outside-- past the monster-- and into the shop. Where we concocted our final plan to defeat the monster."

Dream: AND DONE!

* Dream dropped his pen on the table and leaned back in his seat. He yawned and stretched his arms far out, just on the brink of sleep. *

Dream: I should probably go to bed...what time is it anyway?

* When he looked to his phone, the time read: "3:50 AM" *

Dream: Mmmmmm...I'm sure I can stay up a couple more minutes! Just a midnight snack and some youtube videos and I'll head right to bed!

---2 hours later---

* Dream was fast asleep on his couch, while the TV played compilations of his favorite tubers'. A bowl of pretzels sat to the left of him, and the remote barely hung onto his right palm. *

Dream: Zzzzzzzz...Zzzzzzz...

* If there was ever going to be a chance to be caught off guard, this would be the perfect moment. While he was asleep, no one in the house, and- *

* B A N G *

Dream: HUH?!

* Dream came to his senses. He swore he heard something from the kitchen, like pots and pans clanging together. *

Dream: Hello? Guys? Admin?

Dream: Hatred? Auto Message? Is anyone there?

* Dream clasped tightly to his remote, ready to throw it at anyone who came at him *

Dream: I know someone's there. Come out no- MMMMMMMMMPH!

* A hand clamped onto his mouth from behind him, snapping him back onto the couch. Dream tried to struggle out, but the force was too much for him to escape. *

Dream: MMPPPPPH! MPPPHMPPPPPPPPPPH! MHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHP!

Dream: MPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPH- ...

* And with one punch, Dream was knocked out cold. The hand let go of his mouth and, instead, sealed it with multiple layers of duct tape. Then, they tied his feet and hands together with rope. *

* The final touch was a weird wrapping that went around his entire body. Once he was all packaged up, the person stared at him for a moment, before touching an earpiece connected to his ear. *

Person: Master, he's tied up. Do you want me to wait for the other to get here?

???: No, I only want him. Bring him to me, and leave no evidence.

* From the light of the TV, the person looked to be in his mid-30's. He was dressed in a military outfit, and his eyes were green swirls. *

Person: Understood, Master.

* He picked up Dream's body and walked outside to his red truck. After placing him in the back, under the seat, he went back inside and cleaned up the house. He threw away the pretzels, turned off the TV, cleaned his workspace, and made sure to break everything that he had touched in the house. *

* When everything was done, he walked back to his truck and twisted the key. *

Person: Master, I'm heading back to base.

* And off he went, driving down the road and around the corner away from the house. As fast as it had started, it had ended. *

---1 hour later---

Admin: Oh my god, what a party!

Auto Message: Did you see that girl who was dancing? I heard that she actually thinks that Hatred's hot.

Hatred: You wish that rumor is true. You're just jealous I got the lady skills.

Auto Message: Yeah yeah! Excuses Excuses!

Admin: PSSSSHT, lady skills.

* The group had just arrived home from one of their friend's parties. And judging from how messy and talkative they were, they were very drunk. *

Admin: Everyone shush! We're gonna wake the neighbors! 

Auto Message: SCREW DA NEIGHBORS. K? I DO WHAT I WANNA DO!

* Admin was the first to walk up the steps. He inserted the key and opened the door. Hatred rushed past and turned on the lights. *

Admin: HEY DREAM! YOU TOTALLY MISSED OUT TONIGHT!

* No response...*

Auto Message: DREAAAAAAAAAAAAM? YOU THERE?

* Again, no response. *

Hatred: He's probably asleep, I'll go get him!

* Hatred ran upstairs and into his room. He turned on the room lights and look around.*

* ...There was a long silence before he came running back out. *

Hatred: He's not in his room...