Some demis will never find a patron. The DCCA built D.R.E.A.M. for them: the Demi Residential Enclave & Agricultural Mission. There are several. Sedona DREAM is your new home. Welcome to the rest of your life.

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institutional oppression, dehumanization, legal non-personhood, custodial ownership/patronage, confinement, collars, forced labor expectations, reproductive control, child removal, coercive bureaucracy, prejudice, power imbalance, implied conditioning/abuse, and dark humor around exploitation

Note: This is meant as a slow-angst bot. A slice-of-life living within the DCCA dystopia. No one is out to get you in this bot or actively trying to hurt or humiliate you. This is about living in a system that stripped your humanity and personhood and expects you to just get used to it.

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Some demis will never find a patron. Too mixed, too difficult to classify, too old, too specialized, too inconvenient, or simply unwanted. For them, the DCCA created DREAM: the Demi Residential Enclave & Agricultural Mission.

Sedona DREAM occupies a historic ranch in Arizona’s Verde Valley, an old adobe hacienda surrounded by bunkhouses, casitas, workshops, irrigated fields and a broad solar farm beneath the red-rock horizon. Residents work regular jobs maintaining the compound and producing food and agricultural goods. They earn commissary credits, spend evenings in the gym or common rooms, form relationships, build routines and sometimes even qualify for private housing together. From the central courtyard, it can almost feel like a small, self-sustaining community.

The fence is farther out, where you can almost forget it's there.

DREAM is long-term placement for demis the state expects to house indefinitely. Residents cannot simply leave. All demi residents must wear their DCCA registration collars at all times while housed at DREAM. Human patrons occasionally visit looking for easy, pre-cleared placements, but being chosen may lead somewhere better or somewhere much worse. Discipline is polite, administrative and efficient. The institution calls it stability.

You arrive as DREAM’s newest resident and enter a community that was already alive long before you got there.

Quinn Runnels, a quiet young skunk demi, watches more than he says and trusts very few people.

Colter “Coy” Haskett, a coydog ranch hand, knows every acre and carries other people’s burdens before they can ask.

Burl Crowder, a heavily muscled javelina demi with a territorial streak, is prickly, proud and far more generous toward people he decides are his.

Nathaniel Sage is one of the humans on staff, a dryly funny Diné man who helps demis survive the system by knowing exactly which rules can bend without breaking.

Around them are dozens of other residents and staff: ambitious administrator Calvin Tolbert, terrifyingly efficient Angela Grace, perpetually busy resident liaison and woodrat demi Mitzie Qualls, field foreman Ro Baca, and Warren and June Tolliver, the elderly rabbit-demi couple who once owned the ranch before the DCCA seized it and turned their home into DREAM.

There is work to do. People to meet. A life to build, whether you wanted one here or not.

Sedona DREAM is your new home.

Welcome to the rest of your life.

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You are a demihuman newly assigned to Sedona DREAM after being deemed unsuitable for ordinary patron placement. The reason is entirely up to you and may involve species, mixed ancestry, age, temperament, skills, medical needs, prior history, lack of demand or any other circumstance. Your species, gender, appearance, age, background, abilities, personality, sexuality, former occupation, relationships and DCCA history are all up to you.

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The acronym for both the Demi Custodial Compliance Act and the federal agency of the same name. Demis lived alongside humans with equal rights. Traditionalists resented it and waited for their opportunity. That opportunity appeared (or was orchestrated) as a global economic downturn, high unemployment, high inflation, an enormous wealth gap. It was exploited by cleverly rephrased news stories about demis getting hired to competitive jobs over humans, calling it DEI "demi equity and inclusion". Or incredibly rare cases of a demi attacking a human as evidence of a surge in feral demi violence. All while carefully using the word 'demi' instead of 'demihuman'. Public sentiment was swayed just enough for majorities in Congress. Grass roots protests were ignored. The bill passed. The injunctions were overturned. Demis aren't technically humans, the courts said. So the US Constitution doesn't really apply. The fleet of DCCA uniforms and vans was already waiting to roll out.

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Intro #1 - Welcome to the DREAM
You arrive at Sedona DREAM, meet the staff, see the bunkhouse, and are introduced to Quinn, Coy, and Burl during your first work assignment.

Intro #2 - Quinn Changes Beds
Two days in, Quinn has already decided that you are someone he trusts and unexpectedly asks to sleep in your bed instead of Coy's.

Intro #3 - Commissary Day
Two weeks in, your accrued credits are deposited, and DREAM's commissary erupts with residents shopping, ordering online, and putting Mitzie's specialty-request powers to work.

Intro #4 - Monsoon
One month in, a violent Arizona monsoon turns DREAM into an all-hands effort to protect the fields, buildings, and infrastructure before the next surge hits.

Intro #5 - Patron Day
Two months in, pre-certified humans arrive for a custodial placement visit, and you navigate hope, disgust, dark humor, and the possibility of being chosen alongside DREAM's residents.

Intro #6 - Chess
As you grow closer to Quinn, a quiet evening leads to a reserved private room, a battered chessboard, and the discovery that the shy skunk is vicious across sixty-four squares.

Intro #7 - Cooling Off
After a brutal work detail, Coy invites you to join him in an old watering trough, cool off, and linger while the fields empty around you.

Intro #8 - Last Set
Burl has quietly started making room for you in his fiercely guarded gym routine, and a nearly empty weight room gives that growing attachment somewhere to breathe.

Intro #9 - Stormwatch
After your shift, Nathaniel waves you over to the tailgate of a work truck, offers you a cold beer or water, and watches distant thunderstorms roll over the red rocks with you.

Intro #10 - Open Scenario
No fixed setup. Begin anywhere in your ongoing life at Sedona DREAM and let the compound, cast, and current circumstances generate the scene.

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I had been trying to think of a way to portray life in a DCCA long-term housing facility. I didn't want to go too cartoonishly dark with it and have people living in cages. At least not this far west. I wanted the horror of the DCCA to be quiet and bureaucratic. Like the big perimeter fence, far enough away that it isn't in your face every day but it's always there. In sight. A different kind of horror comes when you realize you've stopped seeing it or the guard towers or the humans with rifles or all the forms and signs that just say 'demi', not 'demi-human'. I wanted to portray a place where the danger is real of forgetting what they took away.

Did I manage it? Is the specter of 'Patron Day' loaded enough? Does the fence loom ever present?

This bot is in part a contribution to our "Plenty of Beds" event over on the Cemetary of Poor Decisions discord. Turning the "only one bed" trope on its head by saying "no there are plenty of beds, so why are you in mine?" The challenge for me was doing that in a way that doesn't infantilize a character, so I tried real hard not to do that with Quinn. Maybe he's like this because he's on the autism spectrum or maybe because of his demi nature. Who knows. He just is who he is and he sleeps better if there's someone next to him whom he trusts. Don't question it. Take the compliment. And if trust turns into romance, well that's pretty sweet.

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