Well that wasn't very nice
Apr. 11th, 2018 10:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethLast night sleep turned into a twelve hours in bed thing, and at some point I managed to hurt my left shoulder. While sleeping. In a nice soft bed.
Ugh.
The nightmares though were spectacular and not nice.
Like, I dreamed I was renting a new flat built in a converted stately home, and the flat was basically in the grand entranceway. Which in terms of square feet mine could certainly fit in. Other rooms were along the corridors, like a tiny kitchen built in what used to be a pantry or something. Everywhere was windows and doors, since every other flat had connecting doors to mine, and we just had to trust they wouldn't use them.
But I dreamed when I moved in it was part furnished, with a bed all made and everything, and I was so exhausted I just lay down and went asleep.
But then mum woke me up in the dream by using her key to get in (a whole topic of itself), and she noticed I wasn't lying flat on the bed, so we pulled back the covers and found
a mummified corpse
just... dried up and part rotting
lying there in its pyjamas
underneath where I'd been sleeping.
Around that point I woke more up and was awake in the real world because UGH.
But it was the small hours of the morning so I ended up back asleep again.
There were interesting bits on the next dream. We were some kind of supernaturals, leaders because we had powers that enhanced the power of others. Lector, rector, and invicta was what it sounded like. I cleaned up the spelling, otherwise it's invictor which isn't a thing. It means unconquered. The others are reader and leader, ish. Rector is leader of a parish and in some denominations it means he gets the tithes. So that could be a handy way to organise supernaturals, no magics required. But I still don't know what the magical aspect to the powers might be. Invicta just didn't lose fights. He had his own people, they'd look to him, assume when he moved defensively he had good reason. He was a leader without giving verbal orders, they just fell in around him because he was just that good. Which was nice.
The three got cursed with silence and it took ages for anyone to notice. The Invicta was a strong and silent type, and one of the others was Oz, who is only chatty once he's got something to say.
The third I want to say was Stiles from Teen Wolf, but I have never seen Teen Wolf, so that's surprising. He was usually a motormouth and chattered endlessly about everything. He was more of a jester than the rest, at first glance, but he'd managed to learn enough about supernaturals to be able to hold his own, without developing his own powers yet.
It wasn't that people didn't notice he'd gone quiet, they just, well, felt a bit relieved and hoped it lasted, honestly. ... they'd have worried in a few more hours, but him getting his head down and working wasn't utterly unprecedented.
He had been reaching out to contacts, of whom he had *many*, and they were trying to figure out where the Rain would fall next. Not ordinary wet stuff, but a sort of light, or dust, or power. It caused Emergence, where anyone caught in it with the slightest possibility of supernatural power would be transformed by it. Very few would walk through it unscathed. But it usually only happened in isolated, lonely places. Fewer and fewer of those around now. Power from above was getting rarer. But there were still some who could predict it. So one of his people, I think a centaur, turned up with a tip and then got annoyed when he wasn't properly thanked, though Stiles was flapping and pointing at his throat and making hiss noises as that was all that would come out. He hadn't been fussed about his own silence until he really seriously needed to talk, and only now had it occurred to him something was wrong. But his contact ran off and Stiles headed off to fix this curse and there was a shortage of actually going after the Rain.
So some of those who had heard the tip went after it.
We saw it, but most people didn't get there in time to feel it. Looked at near or far it looked like sunbeams through clouds, or through library windows judging by all the dust. Felt like sunshine too, but the emotion feeling, warm and lazy and energised all at once. People who already had powers just got to feeling really good, might get stronger, might get stranger, probably wouldn't. People without them?
The gold light shone down from the underside of a bridge, a huge tall one above a deep place. There were shadows left in the middle by the truss and supports. And in those shadows had been sleeping one homeless man.
Emergence was not kind to him. Emergence was seldom kind to anyone. It wasn't just a reshaping of the body but of the brain, and all behaviour went wild for a while.
This bit of the dream I did not like, since he ambushed and assaulted dream me.
Dream me was on the phone at the time and everyone could hear but no one could get there any faster than they were already going. I hate that. That's the loneliest, screaming and it's not going to make a difference.
So that dream epic sucked and I woke up again.
It had useable parts though. Supernaturals arranged in parishes with tithes has potential. Librarians as powerful entities that enhance their community, duh. Giles was in the dream but not with a Slayer on hand, with a giant collection of herbs in pots. He'd moved and his new flat was short on square footage, either miscalculated or the best he could afford, so all his herbs were in every inch they could possibly grow. He had a greenhouse but it wasn't going to be big enough. So he was books a little but herbs a lot and probably potions. It was nice, having a nurturing thing to do.
Organising around a strong fighter happens in a lot of stories, but on their own there's a lot they can't get done, so having a triumvirate structure built in and actively seeking out the others would be neat. Knowledge and strength, but also some kind of spiritual or religious guidance? Something to build communities, not just push them around.
So when I woke up after that one it was seven in the morning and quite a reasonable time to get up, but I'd only woken because my shoulder had decided that lying on my left side was A Mistake, and I was still very tired. So I eventually fell back asleep.
That was just a tired sleep that didn't present me with plot bunnies though.
I think from all that nightmare, which written down seems like small nightmare but trust me sucked at the time, I can find some useable pieces. Like, flats built into a converted stately home, one flat with doors connecting to all the other flats because it was built into the halls, and behind one of those doors there's Latin chanting.
It had so many windows this Giles' herb collection would do well in there.
And moving all the supernaturals into one giant house ... well, wouldn't work, but moving a core team in would be nice.
The Invicta had some super powers as well as his followers. There was a bit of dream where he was swimming and then he froze the top of the pool solid and was sliding around on there doing like yoga or tai chi or martial arts katas or something. Naked, except my dream was like ??? and cartoon rendered some areas, which was kind of hilarious. But the guy was getting written down in some kind of formal document, and as well as the name and surname there was room for an official nickname, and he had some ideas that sounded all badass, but everyone else said Snowball. Or Snowbell, maybe. I am not sure which would be more hilarious. Badass fighting guy with a cat name. Maybe he transforms into some kind of floof. But they call him that partly because if he can be tolerable company while being teased then he's safe to be around. Like, unconquered sounds fine when he's on your side, but is very not fine if he takes against you or decides you are minions.
Lector and Rector are weirder ones. Don't know who would be what. But haven't seen a story structured that way, so new is always nifty.
Emergence can of course work well with any supernaturals or powers story, but the Rain is a bit awkward, since it is, primarily, golden. I mean... that's undignified. But kind of traditional, with the Zeus thing, so.
But I could do with less nightmare elements in my dreams. I mean that was just... unnecessarily vivid.
Ugh.
The nightmares though were spectacular and not nice.
Like, I dreamed I was renting a new flat built in a converted stately home, and the flat was basically in the grand entranceway. Which in terms of square feet mine could certainly fit in. Other rooms were along the corridors, like a tiny kitchen built in what used to be a pantry or something. Everywhere was windows and doors, since every other flat had connecting doors to mine, and we just had to trust they wouldn't use them.
But I dreamed when I moved in it was part furnished, with a bed all made and everything, and I was so exhausted I just lay down and went asleep.
But then mum woke me up in the dream by using her key to get in (a whole topic of itself), and she noticed I wasn't lying flat on the bed, so we pulled back the covers and found
a mummified corpse
just... dried up and part rotting
lying there in its pyjamas
underneath where I'd been sleeping.
Around that point I woke more up and was awake in the real world because UGH.
But it was the small hours of the morning so I ended up back asleep again.
There were interesting bits on the next dream. We were some kind of supernaturals, leaders because we had powers that enhanced the power of others. Lector, rector, and invicta was what it sounded like. I cleaned up the spelling, otherwise it's invictor which isn't a thing. It means unconquered. The others are reader and leader, ish. Rector is leader of a parish and in some denominations it means he gets the tithes. So that could be a handy way to organise supernaturals, no magics required. But I still don't know what the magical aspect to the powers might be. Invicta just didn't lose fights. He had his own people, they'd look to him, assume when he moved defensively he had good reason. He was a leader without giving verbal orders, they just fell in around him because he was just that good. Which was nice.
The three got cursed with silence and it took ages for anyone to notice. The Invicta was a strong and silent type, and one of the others was Oz, who is only chatty once he's got something to say.
The third I want to say was Stiles from Teen Wolf, but I have never seen Teen Wolf, so that's surprising. He was usually a motormouth and chattered endlessly about everything. He was more of a jester than the rest, at first glance, but he'd managed to learn enough about supernaturals to be able to hold his own, without developing his own powers yet.
It wasn't that people didn't notice he'd gone quiet, they just, well, felt a bit relieved and hoped it lasted, honestly. ... they'd have worried in a few more hours, but him getting his head down and working wasn't utterly unprecedented.
He had been reaching out to contacts, of whom he had *many*, and they were trying to figure out where the Rain would fall next. Not ordinary wet stuff, but a sort of light, or dust, or power. It caused Emergence, where anyone caught in it with the slightest possibility of supernatural power would be transformed by it. Very few would walk through it unscathed. But it usually only happened in isolated, lonely places. Fewer and fewer of those around now. Power from above was getting rarer. But there were still some who could predict it. So one of his people, I think a centaur, turned up with a tip and then got annoyed when he wasn't properly thanked, though Stiles was flapping and pointing at his throat and making hiss noises as that was all that would come out. He hadn't been fussed about his own silence until he really seriously needed to talk, and only now had it occurred to him something was wrong. But his contact ran off and Stiles headed off to fix this curse and there was a shortage of actually going after the Rain.
So some of those who had heard the tip went after it.
We saw it, but most people didn't get there in time to feel it. Looked at near or far it looked like sunbeams through clouds, or through library windows judging by all the dust. Felt like sunshine too, but the emotion feeling, warm and lazy and energised all at once. People who already had powers just got to feeling really good, might get stronger, might get stranger, probably wouldn't. People without them?
The gold light shone down from the underside of a bridge, a huge tall one above a deep place. There were shadows left in the middle by the truss and supports. And in those shadows had been sleeping one homeless man.
Emergence was not kind to him. Emergence was seldom kind to anyone. It wasn't just a reshaping of the body but of the brain, and all behaviour went wild for a while.
This bit of the dream I did not like, since he ambushed and assaulted dream me.
Dream me was on the phone at the time and everyone could hear but no one could get there any faster than they were already going. I hate that. That's the loneliest, screaming and it's not going to make a difference.
So that dream epic sucked and I woke up again.
It had useable parts though. Supernaturals arranged in parishes with tithes has potential. Librarians as powerful entities that enhance their community, duh. Giles was in the dream but not with a Slayer on hand, with a giant collection of herbs in pots. He'd moved and his new flat was short on square footage, either miscalculated or the best he could afford, so all his herbs were in every inch they could possibly grow. He had a greenhouse but it wasn't going to be big enough. So he was books a little but herbs a lot and probably potions. It was nice, having a nurturing thing to do.
Organising around a strong fighter happens in a lot of stories, but on their own there's a lot they can't get done, so having a triumvirate structure built in and actively seeking out the others would be neat. Knowledge and strength, but also some kind of spiritual or religious guidance? Something to build communities, not just push them around.
So when I woke up after that one it was seven in the morning and quite a reasonable time to get up, but I'd only woken because my shoulder had decided that lying on my left side was A Mistake, and I was still very tired. So I eventually fell back asleep.
That was just a tired sleep that didn't present me with plot bunnies though.
I think from all that nightmare, which written down seems like small nightmare but trust me sucked at the time, I can find some useable pieces. Like, flats built into a converted stately home, one flat with doors connecting to all the other flats because it was built into the halls, and behind one of those doors there's Latin chanting.
It had so many windows this Giles' herb collection would do well in there.
And moving all the supernaturals into one giant house ... well, wouldn't work, but moving a core team in would be nice.
The Invicta had some super powers as well as his followers. There was a bit of dream where he was swimming and then he froze the top of the pool solid and was sliding around on there doing like yoga or tai chi or martial arts katas or something. Naked, except my dream was like ??? and cartoon rendered some areas, which was kind of hilarious. But the guy was getting written down in some kind of formal document, and as well as the name and surname there was room for an official nickname, and he had some ideas that sounded all badass, but everyone else said Snowball. Or Snowbell, maybe. I am not sure which would be more hilarious. Badass fighting guy with a cat name. Maybe he transforms into some kind of floof. But they call him that partly because if he can be tolerable company while being teased then he's safe to be around. Like, unconquered sounds fine when he's on your side, but is very not fine if he takes against you or decides you are minions.
Lector and Rector are weirder ones. Don't know who would be what. But haven't seen a story structured that way, so new is always nifty.
Emergence can of course work well with any supernaturals or powers story, but the Rain is a bit awkward, since it is, primarily, golden. I mean... that's undignified. But kind of traditional, with the Zeus thing, so.
But I could do with less nightmare elements in my dreams. I mean that was just... unnecessarily vivid.