dreams made of blah
Apr. 18th, 2007 09:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethI think there were no more demons.
Instead there was a martial arts thing where I was turned into a ten year old and expected to defend myself with weapons I'd never touched before, and only got the hang of them by pretending they were like a yoyo.
That was kind of unfun due to the whole getting beat up and bit on the elbow phase. Also the thing where people had to be killed to stop them. Hates that.
Next there was a Doctor Who dream where people were turning into animal-people and the Doctor was running around trying to fix it but since I was dreaming as one of the transformed not actually fixing it in time for me to find out how that one worked out.
Also I wasn't any cool kind of animal. I sulk.
Then there was one about a convention where I watched Doctor Who then fell asleep, missing several hours of party. Also, I was sharing a room with my grandmother.
That's a special kind of nightmare right there.
So in this dream there were weird things happening with electricity, power cuts that blipped on and off all over the country, weird things turning up on TV that nobody thought they were sending, and battery powered devices like alarm clocks having displays they simply weren't capable of showing.
Also humans were hallucinating. The latest theory was that there were EM fields strong enough to interfere with our brains.
It was all very apocalyptic.
So, obviously, the correct response is: Party.
I got dressed up in a very fetching silver outfit, the kind in reinforced strips to look very spacesuit, and then started adding glowsticks for that all over out of this world look.
Then random people started walking in to the room, because the door locks weren't working and everyone was mega confused anyways.
Two people came in and looked like a very 80s CGI effect, kind of a 2D rainbow smear in a people shape, with some bits see through because the blue screening wasn't that precise.
But they looked like human people in the mirror, and then in 3D as well.
The party continued across the car park, despite the tiny problem with the electric cutting out and the lights not working - sufficient quantity of glowsticks renders that a non-problem, and as for the rest there seemed to be some effort to mime and/or do the con dances anyway.
Because this is how geeks face the end of the world.
So I just woke up from one where I was marrying some kind of planetary prince, who would thereby be upgraded to King, but I needed to be released from my oaths to Jack before that could happen. So they searched the star systems for him, and got him there on the day of the wedding. There wasn't much time to talk, and no happy reunion really, just the little ceremony where he pronounced me free and then the big huge long planned wedding.
So Jack lurked up in a little private balcony bit, where we'd done the un-swearing, and got thoroughly miserable.
Then when the ex-prince went up there to get some peace and quiet, Jack tried to shag him.
... my dreams, they have a high opinion of Jack, obviously.
Because the reaction was a very good natured offer to get to know him better and see how it worked out.
But that night was for the new bride only. Ie me.
So the prince wanders off to look for me and I wander in, it being that kind of dream. And I have to explain to Jack that while we were seperated I pretty much got promoted enough I would feel weird taking orders from a captain, so if we were going to start again we'd have to start as equals and see how we worked that way. And again there was kissing and again there was a wait-til-later.
And then the prince came back and we snuck off.
Leaving my skirt behind, because bride skirts are not best made for sneaking.
So Jack goes to sleep under the skirt.
How much alcohol was involved one leaves as an exercise for the reader.
He wakes up next day with lots of guns pointed at him, because not only did the happy couple sneak off, they snuck so effectively their security lost them and now nobody can find them and the prince hasn't checked in and the last person they know talked to them was Jack.
So, trouble.
But the prince left a note that Jack should have the run of the place, be allowed to look at everything he wants, and in the absence of a counter-order they have to let that happen. So they assign him some people to watch him like a hawk and shoot him if he messes up too bad but let him wander around.
Jack gets to play detective.
I think it involved a slightly psychic board game and the prince's role as defender of all the minority groups, but I didn't really see most of it.
The prince and his new bride were found with brain-hackers trying to get in to their mind, but they were only thinking of each other. Kind of like psychic sex. That had been going on for at least a week.
Now that's a wedding night.
Also along the way Jack turned out to be a Betan hermaphrodite with his chest modified for convenience. That turns up in a lot of my vague theories of Jack. For it would be fun. That or the one where he's intermittently female.
Oddly enough, I'm not feeling terribly well rested this morning.
And all my nights are like this.
Instead there was a martial arts thing where I was turned into a ten year old and expected to defend myself with weapons I'd never touched before, and only got the hang of them by pretending they were like a yoyo.
That was kind of unfun due to the whole getting beat up and bit on the elbow phase. Also the thing where people had to be killed to stop them. Hates that.
Next there was a Doctor Who dream where people were turning into animal-people and the Doctor was running around trying to fix it but since I was dreaming as one of the transformed not actually fixing it in time for me to find out how that one worked out.
Also I wasn't any cool kind of animal. I sulk.
Then there was one about a convention where I watched Doctor Who then fell asleep, missing several hours of party. Also, I was sharing a room with my grandmother.
That's a special kind of nightmare right there.
So in this dream there were weird things happening with electricity, power cuts that blipped on and off all over the country, weird things turning up on TV that nobody thought they were sending, and battery powered devices like alarm clocks having displays they simply weren't capable of showing.
Also humans were hallucinating. The latest theory was that there were EM fields strong enough to interfere with our brains.
It was all very apocalyptic.
So, obviously, the correct response is: Party.
I got dressed up in a very fetching silver outfit, the kind in reinforced strips to look very spacesuit, and then started adding glowsticks for that all over out of this world look.
Then random people started walking in to the room, because the door locks weren't working and everyone was mega confused anyways.
Two people came in and looked like a very 80s CGI effect, kind of a 2D rainbow smear in a people shape, with some bits see through because the blue screening wasn't that precise.
But they looked like human people in the mirror, and then in 3D as well.
The party continued across the car park, despite the tiny problem with the electric cutting out and the lights not working - sufficient quantity of glowsticks renders that a non-problem, and as for the rest there seemed to be some effort to mime and/or do the con dances anyway.
Because this is how geeks face the end of the world.
So I just woke up from one where I was marrying some kind of planetary prince, who would thereby be upgraded to King, but I needed to be released from my oaths to Jack before that could happen. So they searched the star systems for him, and got him there on the day of the wedding. There wasn't much time to talk, and no happy reunion really, just the little ceremony where he pronounced me free and then the big huge long planned wedding.
So Jack lurked up in a little private balcony bit, where we'd done the un-swearing, and got thoroughly miserable.
Then when the ex-prince went up there to get some peace and quiet, Jack tried to shag him.
... my dreams, they have a high opinion of Jack, obviously.
Because the reaction was a very good natured offer to get to know him better and see how it worked out.
But that night was for the new bride only. Ie me.
So the prince wanders off to look for me and I wander in, it being that kind of dream. And I have to explain to Jack that while we were seperated I pretty much got promoted enough I would feel weird taking orders from a captain, so if we were going to start again we'd have to start as equals and see how we worked that way. And again there was kissing and again there was a wait-til-later.
And then the prince came back and we snuck off.
Leaving my skirt behind, because bride skirts are not best made for sneaking.
So Jack goes to sleep under the skirt.
How much alcohol was involved one leaves as an exercise for the reader.
He wakes up next day with lots of guns pointed at him, because not only did the happy couple sneak off, they snuck so effectively their security lost them and now nobody can find them and the prince hasn't checked in and the last person they know talked to them was Jack.
So, trouble.
But the prince left a note that Jack should have the run of the place, be allowed to look at everything he wants, and in the absence of a counter-order they have to let that happen. So they assign him some people to watch him like a hawk and shoot him if he messes up too bad but let him wander around.
Jack gets to play detective.
I think it involved a slightly psychic board game and the prince's role as defender of all the minority groups, but I didn't really see most of it.
The prince and his new bride were found with brain-hackers trying to get in to their mind, but they were only thinking of each other. Kind of like psychic sex. That had been going on for at least a week.
Now that's a wedding night.
Also along the way Jack turned out to be a Betan hermaphrodite with his chest modified for convenience. That turns up in a lot of my vague theories of Jack. For it would be fun. That or the one where he's intermittently female.
Oddly enough, I'm not feeling terribly well rested this morning.
And all my nights are like this.