Wherein I save the universe
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beccaelizabethor at least the Rogues, a whole lot of mutants, several marvel superheroes, and a selection of characters from the more fun sort of horror series.
I had not one but two long and plotty dreams today. Well I slept about twelve hours, there was time.
The second one was a variation on my 'get everyone to listen to the fire alarm and evacuate' dream, but with twists where people were hunting non humans, very broadly defined, and we had to get them out by secret ways and warn them specifically.
This was easier for the organised groups, except that Magneto and the Professor had had a falling out again so they and theirs were determined to evacuate separately, in two different directions. ... I started the dream standing next to Older Magneto, watching the young versions sit in the conservatory smoking. I told him, carefully, that I did not want to offend, but younger him specifically was very, very, boring when stoned. ... at the time this seemed an exasperation I had been living with for far too long. I do not know what Older Magneto was there to intervene in, but he didn't stop the argument, so I had far too much to do. Getting Hulk out of the bath, for instance, and getting him to put his shorts on when he was far too amused by other people's reactions to his shortlessness.
But then the trickiest group to help were the 'horror series' people, who had been trying to pretend they did not exist even to the superhero sets. I went looking in one of the spookier looking places and just found an empty prop shop. But they found me, outside, when someone standing around acting like a janitor got my attention to get my message. When he heard it was so urgent he straightened up and pushed some buttons and the classiest looking retrotech popped out of the walls, like what the future looked like in the black and white days. Big deep curved screen, but acting as a videophone. And I made a big announcement on it. And for once everyone listened, and a huge and organised evacuation of people who looked black and white movies even standing there in color assembled in a polite queue and waited while the janitor got the secret passages open.
Really, if anyone's going to be ready for the pitchfork and the torch, it would be the 'horror' sorts.
So that was a really successful get everyone to listen.
And then I found a piece of wall I had never seen before, with a complex painting that seemed to do stuff to your head, but had been crossed through with spray paint. And poking around that led me to find the Doctor, in her TARDIS.
So that was pretty excellent.
The first dream though had the most plot, and adventure, and excitement.
Captain Cold and Heatwave had found a Something, a sort of static blurring, but for your brain. It might have been a ghost or a demon, and it certainly hurt. Mick thought it fed on emotions, because it was stirring up enough of them. And at first Len intended to leave right away, but then, well, it kind of hurt, but it did a lot of other things too... and Mick was right there, so it wasn't so bad...
and basically Captain Cold was trapped by a Something, but he didn't know it.
And he was far from the only one.
So Mick came and got me, and a lot of the other Rogues. And we made a plan, with Doctor Alchemy. It involved actually buying a castle, a properly old one, because Alchemy reckoned he could use the age to power his plans. Since castles are not cheap this meant taking a lot of money out of the Rogues' collective stash. Which actually got Cold's attention.
So Cold turned up and found me organising his Rogues, but his Rogues also saw the state Cold was in. Like he'd be himself for whole minutes at a time, but then the Something would happen again, and he'd just be out of it. His hair and his beard had grown, which is a look he generally avoided, though he'd gone all silver white and it looked pretty good if you asked me. He didn't seem to notice when he dropped bits of time. And he thought Mick was with him, all the time, when I thought he was with me.
So I took him for a tour of our new grounds while we got set up. Invited a whole lot of people in to see the place. We were going to set up lessons, crowd pleasers and stuff for the kids. Very educational. Rogue skills, picking locks, escapes, all that good stuff, and also a selection of weapons. As well as practical in period stuff. You can teach anything if you think of a good enough excuse for it. And I reckoned I had enough put by to run the place for fourteen years, even without counting how much people might pay for all this. Pretty sweet.
... the castle itself was one building that had floors and so forth, and another that was basically a big wall, no ceiling, no nothing. Alchemy needed the walls though, and had strung metal around the inside. So we ended the tour walking in there.
And then the Flash arrived, convinced that a Rogues plan at this scale had to be nefarious.
... getting him to slow down long enough to so much as hint to the contrary, when practically all my people wanted to pick the fight? Oh, that took a while. ... that was fun though, we ended up half sinking him in a sort of instant mud hole that Alchemy conjured up. He'd have kept going except I got him by the arm and used my powers to hold him steady. And then I told him the essentials really fast, because temporal micromanipulation can imitate some speedster stuff if you really work at it.
And then, finally, we had a moment to actually work.
Alchemy poured in the power and somehow brought the Something into being visible, to all its victims we'd invited, including Cold. It didn't look all friendly and reassuring no more neither. And then I started in on it, like hitting rewind on what it had been doing lately, and Cold started getting back the whatever it was the Something had been eating, and getting pretty damn annoyed about what he was starting to figure out. And eventually with Alchemy and the building powering it and me providing the temporal push, we got the Something to turn back into a Someone, a new meta with a power that was far too tempting and he'd got lost in. And we tried to give him a choice. He ended up in a cocoon, Alchemy style, so however he came out of it he'd have at least a chance of doing better with next time.
So Cold was saved, and real apologetic to Mick, and having feelings where people could see them, which we all pretended we didn't notice.
And Flash was all pleased, because we saved teh day!
... and then Alchemy and I used up the rest of the power, because that was a really old building and we could do with it the semi-magical equivalent of the particle accelerator explosion. When the dust settled there were a whole lot of cocoons lying around, and not just where we could see them. Really big butterflies to flap soon as those opened.
... Flash was less pleased about that.
But that was a whole lot of fun.
And then I gave teh castle to the National Trust, with ten years worth of funding.
... and got gone as swiftly as possible, because annoyed Flash is no fun to be around.
There was also a bit with Reverse Flash, who I referred to as my husband, but canon has made that a whole lot of no fun lately, so... ugh.
But I did like the whole organising the Rogues part.
Only there was a bit where I told someone to go put a suitable soundtrack on (A Kind of Magic) and they grinned and told a very young person to and they did it with their phone, and I realised it had not occurred to me that nobody had to run to a room with the speakers wired to it any more, and I felt very old. And so decided that leader of the Rogues was not a position for me, if I could not keep up with even modern stereos.
That part was less fun.
... pretty accurate though.
So that was a whole age=power but also being left behind. Gee I wonder what my subconscious was thinking on...
It was no fun for Cold but Mick saved him by getting me to and I liked that part.
Proper Adventure dream.
I had not one but two long and plotty dreams today. Well I slept about twelve hours, there was time.
The second one was a variation on my 'get everyone to listen to the fire alarm and evacuate' dream, but with twists where people were hunting non humans, very broadly defined, and we had to get them out by secret ways and warn them specifically.
This was easier for the organised groups, except that Magneto and the Professor had had a falling out again so they and theirs were determined to evacuate separately, in two different directions. ... I started the dream standing next to Older Magneto, watching the young versions sit in the conservatory smoking. I told him, carefully, that I did not want to offend, but younger him specifically was very, very, boring when stoned. ... at the time this seemed an exasperation I had been living with for far too long. I do not know what Older Magneto was there to intervene in, but he didn't stop the argument, so I had far too much to do. Getting Hulk out of the bath, for instance, and getting him to put his shorts on when he was far too amused by other people's reactions to his shortlessness.
But then the trickiest group to help were the 'horror series' people, who had been trying to pretend they did not exist even to the superhero sets. I went looking in one of the spookier looking places and just found an empty prop shop. But they found me, outside, when someone standing around acting like a janitor got my attention to get my message. When he heard it was so urgent he straightened up and pushed some buttons and the classiest looking retrotech popped out of the walls, like what the future looked like in the black and white days. Big deep curved screen, but acting as a videophone. And I made a big announcement on it. And for once everyone listened, and a huge and organised evacuation of people who looked black and white movies even standing there in color assembled in a polite queue and waited while the janitor got the secret passages open.
Really, if anyone's going to be ready for the pitchfork and the torch, it would be the 'horror' sorts.
So that was a really successful get everyone to listen.
And then I found a piece of wall I had never seen before, with a complex painting that seemed to do stuff to your head, but had been crossed through with spray paint. And poking around that led me to find the Doctor, in her TARDIS.
So that was pretty excellent.
The first dream though had the most plot, and adventure, and excitement.
Captain Cold and Heatwave had found a Something, a sort of static blurring, but for your brain. It might have been a ghost or a demon, and it certainly hurt. Mick thought it fed on emotions, because it was stirring up enough of them. And at first Len intended to leave right away, but then, well, it kind of hurt, but it did a lot of other things too... and Mick was right there, so it wasn't so bad...
and basically Captain Cold was trapped by a Something, but he didn't know it.
And he was far from the only one.
So Mick came and got me, and a lot of the other Rogues. And we made a plan, with Doctor Alchemy. It involved actually buying a castle, a properly old one, because Alchemy reckoned he could use the age to power his plans. Since castles are not cheap this meant taking a lot of money out of the Rogues' collective stash. Which actually got Cold's attention.
So Cold turned up and found me organising his Rogues, but his Rogues also saw the state Cold was in. Like he'd be himself for whole minutes at a time, but then the Something would happen again, and he'd just be out of it. His hair and his beard had grown, which is a look he generally avoided, though he'd gone all silver white and it looked pretty good if you asked me. He didn't seem to notice when he dropped bits of time. And he thought Mick was with him, all the time, when I thought he was with me.
So I took him for a tour of our new grounds while we got set up. Invited a whole lot of people in to see the place. We were going to set up lessons, crowd pleasers and stuff for the kids. Very educational. Rogue skills, picking locks, escapes, all that good stuff, and also a selection of weapons. As well as practical in period stuff. You can teach anything if you think of a good enough excuse for it. And I reckoned I had enough put by to run the place for fourteen years, even without counting how much people might pay for all this. Pretty sweet.
... the castle itself was one building that had floors and so forth, and another that was basically a big wall, no ceiling, no nothing. Alchemy needed the walls though, and had strung metal around the inside. So we ended the tour walking in there.
And then the Flash arrived, convinced that a Rogues plan at this scale had to be nefarious.
... getting him to slow down long enough to so much as hint to the contrary, when practically all my people wanted to pick the fight? Oh, that took a while. ... that was fun though, we ended up half sinking him in a sort of instant mud hole that Alchemy conjured up. He'd have kept going except I got him by the arm and used my powers to hold him steady. And then I told him the essentials really fast, because temporal micromanipulation can imitate some speedster stuff if you really work at it.
And then, finally, we had a moment to actually work.
Alchemy poured in the power and somehow brought the Something into being visible, to all its victims we'd invited, including Cold. It didn't look all friendly and reassuring no more neither. And then I started in on it, like hitting rewind on what it had been doing lately, and Cold started getting back the whatever it was the Something had been eating, and getting pretty damn annoyed about what he was starting to figure out. And eventually with Alchemy and the building powering it and me providing the temporal push, we got the Something to turn back into a Someone, a new meta with a power that was far too tempting and he'd got lost in. And we tried to give him a choice. He ended up in a cocoon, Alchemy style, so however he came out of it he'd have at least a chance of doing better with next time.
So Cold was saved, and real apologetic to Mick, and having feelings where people could see them, which we all pretended we didn't notice.
And Flash was all pleased, because we saved teh day!
... and then Alchemy and I used up the rest of the power, because that was a really old building and we could do with it the semi-magical equivalent of the particle accelerator explosion. When the dust settled there were a whole lot of cocoons lying around, and not just where we could see them. Really big butterflies to flap soon as those opened.
... Flash was less pleased about that.
But that was a whole lot of fun.
And then I gave teh castle to the National Trust, with ten years worth of funding.
... and got gone as swiftly as possible, because annoyed Flash is no fun to be around.
There was also a bit with Reverse Flash, who I referred to as my husband, but canon has made that a whole lot of no fun lately, so... ugh.
But I did like the whole organising the Rogues part.
Only there was a bit where I told someone to go put a suitable soundtrack on (A Kind of Magic) and they grinned and told a very young person to and they did it with their phone, and I realised it had not occurred to me that nobody had to run to a room with the speakers wired to it any more, and I felt very old. And so decided that leader of the Rogues was not a position for me, if I could not keep up with even modern stereos.
That part was less fun.
... pretty accurate though.
So that was a whole age=power but also being left behind. Gee I wonder what my subconscious was thinking on...
It was no fun for Cold but Mick saved him by getting me to and I liked that part.
Proper Adventure dream.
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Date: 2019-01-23 07:17 am (UTC)thanks :-)