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Jul. 20th, 2018 05:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethwas dreaming something all grand and elaborate
and then a charity t shirt guy knocked and woke me up.
now i mostly remember failing to see a car and being declared faulty.
there were these things like a long fat grain of rice that got injected via the web of your hand, simple as a handshake. they were used on wrongdoers, by someone's standards. and once injected, you were part of the Living Machine, and said We a lot, and treated being human as a fascinating lark. I got took, and a lady serving at a cafe, and our lives were equally fascinating to the LM.
mind, dream me's life involved time travel via induced soft places in reaity that were uni directional so if you put the wrong inducers on the left and right you ended sending through anyone who was trying to break in, while being trapped yourself. bit of a problem if an agent did it heading back to base. one day they ended up wih active enemy from five different factions in there. there were smart guns. and flamethrowers. and temporal traps somewhat like a confession dial, where they always reset, but you could walk really far if you wanted to, just outside a central point it went from hyper detailed bits of your memory to 2d backdrops and then an endless, featureless, blank, where time sped up. so. mostly people came back. ... so what i'm saying is there's no knowing what the lady with the chips got up to in her spare time. except for the Living Machine, obviously.
there was also a bit where Barton and Coulson were working together and impressing each other with their athleticism. but then the dream got distracted trying to design a sufficiently challengig obstacle that a SHIELD agent would bother to notice that about another agent.
... aaaaand this is how much i remember of dreams i feel i've mostly forgotten.
but it had plot and characters and all i can remember is a bunch of set piece fx and the bit with being trapped in cemetery road again. but with a view of the park. that turned out to be an illusion if you tried to get to it.
frustrating dream bits.
and then a charity t shirt guy knocked and woke me up.
now i mostly remember failing to see a car and being declared faulty.
there were these things like a long fat grain of rice that got injected via the web of your hand, simple as a handshake. they were used on wrongdoers, by someone's standards. and once injected, you were part of the Living Machine, and said We a lot, and treated being human as a fascinating lark. I got took, and a lady serving at a cafe, and our lives were equally fascinating to the LM.
mind, dream me's life involved time travel via induced soft places in reaity that were uni directional so if you put the wrong inducers on the left and right you ended sending through anyone who was trying to break in, while being trapped yourself. bit of a problem if an agent did it heading back to base. one day they ended up wih active enemy from five different factions in there. there were smart guns. and flamethrowers. and temporal traps somewhat like a confession dial, where they always reset, but you could walk really far if you wanted to, just outside a central point it went from hyper detailed bits of your memory to 2d backdrops and then an endless, featureless, blank, where time sped up. so. mostly people came back. ... so what i'm saying is there's no knowing what the lady with the chips got up to in her spare time. except for the Living Machine, obviously.
there was also a bit where Barton and Coulson were working together and impressing each other with their athleticism. but then the dream got distracted trying to design a sufficiently challengig obstacle that a SHIELD agent would bother to notice that about another agent.
... aaaaand this is how much i remember of dreams i feel i've mostly forgotten.
but it had plot and characters and all i can remember is a bunch of set piece fx and the bit with being trapped in cemetery road again. but with a view of the park. that turned out to be an illusion if you tried to get to it.
frustrating dream bits.