I'm just going to get the story started first then I'll ask more people to join. When you join, you start out having a dream where you are in one of Michael Jackson's music videos. There Michael (the ghost/angel/etc.) would talk to you and he would tell you your job in his city. You can pick any song but I can't have the same dream song twice. Jess'/This part is similar to the Music video called "Leave me Alone".
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I was asleep and I had a dream. I was in a carnival. It looked very normal... except that everything around it was all Michael Jackson's life. There were headlines like "Child Molester" and "Frozen for 50 years" and so on. And mostly it was about his death. I was scared at first but then a big voice stopped my thinking.
"Jessica, don't worry. It's just a dream." I knew that feminine voice from anywhere. It was Michael! I was crying with joy.
"Michael, where are you?" I yelled. He laughed in his big voice.
"You mean what am I? I'm dead and in this dream, I'm the amusement park." I looked up. It was weird at first. Here I was seeing Michael very gigantic and tied up with ropes and rollercaster and rides. I was standing on his fingernail.
"Are you okay?" I asked and I looked as camaras and papparazzi was everywhere.
"Yeah, but even when I died these people won't leave me alone..." The King of Pop sighed and he tensed up a bit, "Jess, please go somewhere where it's safe. I'm going to get out of this." I ran towards high ground and it looked as if Michael was in something like Gulliver's Travels. He got up, tearing down everything around him and stood up, smiling. To me, he was bigger than my sensei.
"So this is a dream... But how come you're big?" I scratched my head. Michael came towards me.
"When you're the King of Pop, you are big to the world." He chuckled, then acted serious, "Here's what's going on... I'm a ghost."
"I thought ghosts don't exsist..."
"Jess, you are looking at one right now... But remember that city I used to protect the children from?" I nodded.
"Well, I want you and a boy named Sotaru to take my place as protecters of my city. It's in America so you might leave your home for a while. You will have all my clothing and dancing moves... except the moonwalk." Michael added, I groaned, "Do you think you can do that for me?"
"Yeah... But before you go," I took out a picture of Michael in his Billie Jean outfit, "I drew this for you after you died." Michael took the piece of paper with his fingers and the paper magically grew to his size so he can see. He smiled brightly.
"Thank you. It looks nice." I was crying.
"I'm going to miss you Michael." He hugged me gently as if I was a small teddy bear.
"Shh, it's okay. Don't cry. I'll always be there." He answered. Then I woke up in an ally of his city.
Please continue
~Jess
