Post by October Wolfe on Jun 25, 2010 11:29:10 GMT
I'm one of those people who like to remember their dreams when there's something special about them. Or something harrowing.
My latest was harrowing.
It all started off all nice and normal (for me, anyway), until this guy I knew at school started seriously freaking me out and he ended up going to talk to Missytetra (someone I met at the weekend who does professional cosplay), who I then hunted out. It turns out she was a bit freaked by him too and we were good.
Then there was something involving chocobos, and then all the nastiness started.
People looking a bit like zombies with their teeth all pointed and such, only they were intelligent. They attacked me (and other people), presumably because we were immune to the weird mind-control thing they were under. At some point, I lost track of Missytetra, which was distressing enough, but it then turned out that my sisters were under the 'spell' too (one older, one younger. I don't have a younger sister. Odd...). Then there was escaping with help from the next-door neighbour who had been pretty nasty up until this point.
It all finished up with all the 'zombies' herding together and boarding what looked like pirate ships, which started sailing off. A bunch of them started glowing blue, which was the reason they were being taken - they were going to be used to extract energy. Presumably, the rest of us couldn't do that.
Then, as the tribal warriors from over the north mountains arrived, and I ran down the jetty, the ships dove down under the water.
And that was it.
One of the most epic dreams I've ever had.
And it was horrible.
My latest was harrowing.
It all started off all nice and normal (for me, anyway), until this guy I knew at school started seriously freaking me out and he ended up going to talk to Missytetra (someone I met at the weekend who does professional cosplay), who I then hunted out. It turns out she was a bit freaked by him too and we were good.
Then there was something involving chocobos, and then all the nastiness started.
People looking a bit like zombies with their teeth all pointed and such, only they were intelligent. They attacked me (and other people), presumably because we were immune to the weird mind-control thing they were under. At some point, I lost track of Missytetra, which was distressing enough, but it then turned out that my sisters were under the 'spell' too (one older, one younger. I don't have a younger sister. Odd...). Then there was escaping with help from the next-door neighbour who had been pretty nasty up until this point.
It all finished up with all the 'zombies' herding together and boarding what looked like pirate ships, which started sailing off. A bunch of them started glowing blue, which was the reason they were being taken - they were going to be used to extract energy. Presumably, the rest of us couldn't do that.
Then, as the tribal warriors from over the north mountains arrived, and I ran down the jetty, the ships dove down under the water.
And that was it.
One of the most epic dreams I've ever had.
And it was horrible.