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Sep. 6th, 2007 09:05 amMy dream last night was VERY... what.
the first segment involved malls and nifty katana battles between me and someone who looked a hell of a lot like my dad. And we were sort of bitter enemies but sorta each other's mentors in the same time. Teh what. and the Katanas were like... collapsible and reassemble-able... And couldn't decide if they were one bladed or double bladed. XD
And... it involved books and some other stuffs I can't remember... I think there was a segment involving helium balloons sculpted into the form of a hot air balloon that needed to be upgraded and that she was involved somehow, but I can't really remember.
Anyhow, that's when the wierder segment started. Everything there was kinda cartoonish.
And someone offscreen was talking to some teacher about some contest of some sort - it was inside a school, but not in a classroom. Anyhow, said teacher says that he can't participate because of his past use of drugs and alcohol, or something like that.
Two of the kids in his classroom hear him say that... and that's when all hell breaks loose. Aformentioned kids start running around, breaking things, breaking into houses, stealing stuff... etc. (Because hey, you can't expect people to teach them about what's right and what's wrong if they used to do criminal things themselves.)
Said teacher slowly breaks down into insanity, never leaving the classroom, living entirely off some form of canned meat... what the hell... wiping demented things drawn on the blackboard and constantly screaming DO NOT WANT xD (Because internets >>)
He eventually comes to the conclusion that none of this is real and this is all an illusion triggered by some... psychoactive chemical the government are adding to the meat or something... Then, when he realizes that, he gets kidnapped by some mafia type group who, apparantly, were really operating him as an agent all that time. And me and a pretty shining umbreon anthro girl (I have no idea why either >> - a shing umbreon anthro, of ALL anthros that could appear in my dreams?!) team up to get him out of there. XD
Meanwhile the kids return everything they've stolen, because they really just wanted to have a good time, nothing more than that. huh? Quite an eclectic collection they stole too - it started with pencils and ended up with television sets (SENTIENT television sets with fucking holographic spirits living in them! AND EVERYONE HAS THE SAME TYPE! >>).
... So we get to the roof of this building where they're keeping him somehow. And this really frelling huge muscled bastard who's acting as the guard is trying to attack us. He corners us, and then... Umbreon-chick pulls a matrix style sparta kick faint attack (while EXCLAIMING the attack name a-la Digimon... teh WHAT?!) and knocks him out of the roof. And I cut the wire that's holding him atttached to the building. You could almost hear the torrent of swearwords as he was falling. XD
Into the top of the building we move and we take an elevator to.... Dog knows where. a section of the building otherwise inaccessible? There's a small semi-cuddly elevator sequence. (huh.) We end up in a hallway leading to a door. And from behind that door we can hear Darth Vader or something like that talking to said teacher... ya know, classic mafia interrogation sequences - something about betraying the trust of the mutation organization... (I remember my reaction was "Teh hell, Star Wars? But this is a totally different universe!")
Anyhow. I kick open the door, and the two of us (and the teacher) run away. we reach this lobby type area, and there's an umbrella rack with a lot of random things. Cue main mafia guy, bald short fellow with some creepy looking chainsaw-clamp-something looking device, approaching ominously.
"I'm going to get us out of this. Let's see what i have to work with." I say... and the MacGyver theme starts up. (XD) So, I pick up random objects from the rack... kinda... tie them together... somehow... and use the resulting mishmash to beat the clamp thing out of the mafia guy's hand...
Seriously, I half-heartedly expected the result to explode. And I had NO IDEA what I was doing. But it worked, I guess. XD
Anyhow, Mafia Guy is like.... "Oh, ye think you're smart, eh? Well, If you're so smart, what do you reckon THIS is for?!" and then he whips out a long metal rod out of no where - like VERY long. About twice HIS length.
"Easy!" I say, grabbing the metal rod's loose end, bending it a little and slamming it on the mafia guy's head XD
"Oh.. That's what it's for. To have the other end hit me." he says and collapses nonchalantly. I could almost hear the birdies chirping around his head. xD
Then we drive off talking about... books or something. the end.
Yes, I have fucked up dreams. XD
Quoting Racie, "Obviously cramming all that into your head was causing headaches, it had to get out >__>" XD
the first segment involved malls and nifty katana battles between me and someone who looked a hell of a lot like my dad. And we were sort of bitter enemies but sorta each other's mentors in the same time. Teh what. and the Katanas were like... collapsible and reassemble-able... And couldn't decide if they were one bladed or double bladed. XD
And... it involved books and some other stuffs I can't remember... I think there was a segment involving helium balloons sculpted into the form of a hot air balloon that needed to be upgraded and that she was involved somehow, but I can't really remember.
Anyhow, that's when the wierder segment started. Everything there was kinda cartoonish.
And someone offscreen was talking to some teacher about some contest of some sort - it was inside a school, but not in a classroom. Anyhow, said teacher says that he can't participate because of his past use of drugs and alcohol, or something like that.
Two of the kids in his classroom hear him say that... and that's when all hell breaks loose. Aformentioned kids start running around, breaking things, breaking into houses, stealing stuff... etc. (Because hey, you can't expect people to teach them about what's right and what's wrong if they used to do criminal things themselves.)
Said teacher slowly breaks down into insanity, never leaving the classroom, living entirely off some form of canned meat... what the hell... wiping demented things drawn on the blackboard and constantly screaming DO NOT WANT xD (Because internets >>)
He eventually comes to the conclusion that none of this is real and this is all an illusion triggered by some... psychoactive chemical the government are adding to the meat or something... Then, when he realizes that, he gets kidnapped by some mafia type group who, apparantly, were really operating him as an agent all that time. And me and a pretty shining umbreon anthro girl (I have no idea why either >> - a shing umbreon anthro, of ALL anthros that could appear in my dreams?!) team up to get him out of there. XD
Meanwhile the kids return everything they've stolen, because they really just wanted to have a good time, nothing more than that. huh? Quite an eclectic collection they stole too - it started with pencils and ended up with television sets (SENTIENT television sets with fucking holographic spirits living in them! AND EVERYONE HAS THE SAME TYPE! >>).
... So we get to the roof of this building where they're keeping him somehow. And this really frelling huge muscled bastard who's acting as the guard is trying to attack us. He corners us, and then... Umbreon-chick pulls a matrix style sparta kick faint attack (while EXCLAIMING the attack name a-la Digimon... teh WHAT?!) and knocks him out of the roof. And I cut the wire that's holding him atttached to the building. You could almost hear the torrent of swearwords as he was falling. XD
Into the top of the building we move and we take an elevator to.... Dog knows where. a section of the building otherwise inaccessible? There's a small semi-cuddly elevator sequence. (huh.) We end up in a hallway leading to a door. And from behind that door we can hear Darth Vader or something like that talking to said teacher... ya know, classic mafia interrogation sequences - something about betraying the trust of the mutation organization... (I remember my reaction was "Teh hell, Star Wars? But this is a totally different universe!")
Anyhow. I kick open the door, and the two of us (and the teacher) run away. we reach this lobby type area, and there's an umbrella rack with a lot of random things. Cue main mafia guy, bald short fellow with some creepy looking chainsaw-clamp-something looking device, approaching ominously.
"I'm going to get us out of this. Let's see what i have to work with." I say... and the MacGyver theme starts up. (XD) So, I pick up random objects from the rack... kinda... tie them together... somehow... and use the resulting mishmash to beat the clamp thing out of the mafia guy's hand...
Seriously, I half-heartedly expected the result to explode. And I had NO IDEA what I was doing. But it worked, I guess. XD
Anyhow, Mafia Guy is like.... "Oh, ye think you're smart, eh? Well, If you're so smart, what do you reckon THIS is for?!" and then he whips out a long metal rod out of no where - like VERY long. About twice HIS length.
"Easy!" I say, grabbing the metal rod's loose end, bending it a little and slamming it on the mafia guy's head XD
"Oh.. That's what it's for. To have the other end hit me." he says and collapses nonchalantly. I could almost hear the birdies chirping around his head. xD
Then we drive off talking about... books or something. the end.
Yes, I have fucked up dreams. XD
Quoting Racie, "Obviously cramming all that into your head was causing headaches, it had to get out >__>" XD
