dreams: well that was exhausting
Jul. 24th, 2020 09:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethtoday's dreams were varying shades of argh, so it took a lot of sleep to feel like any sleep happened.
There was 'the computer starts acting like it runs windows 98, and oh look, the virus checker disappeared'
which is enough to make me wake up in a panic I can tell you
There was 'on a train, dont know where, GPS says Nearly Home, you dont recognise it, oh look why are we sitting here'
which I think is because I read a headling about cows on the line
There was 'while you sit here why not do small tasks in exchange for music to listen to'
which is just ways capitalism can get to you really, but one of those sisyphean things with bonus bad sountrack
which was probably because of the singing man I noticed before I fell asleep
(who I'm glad was having a good enough day for happy sing alongs but who could perhaps reexamine the role of windows, and the closing thereof)
There was trying to get the building evacuated before it all fell down
that one never works
everyone's juet sitting there like yeah yeah it never fell down before
and you're like look the roof swimming pool is making indoor rain perhaps the structural integrity is screwed
and they're like hey barkeep another, and def not listening
and it's exhausting.
There was also quite a detailed one about a building in Gotham that turned out to be set up as a necromantic ritual. That one had plot and so forth, more or less.
It was a huge big tall building, built on a cliff. At one point the lift had a button for floor 60, which was the roof and open to the elements. And as we discovered over the course of the plot, it had a shaft going down just as far underneath, into a room lined with crystal. It was designed as one giant necromantic ritual and once it kicked off it was meant to channel all the necromantic energy into that crystal room like a giant soul gem battery.
It turned out that, being in gotham, someone had nicked the shiny stuff already, making the rest of the ritual both futile and out of control. So that was a problem.
The plot started when Batman was about to get married. He'd booked a combined stag hen party at the top of this tower and invited all of his serious exes, so they could try and talk his fiancee out of it. ... possibly unkind, but only in the short term.
But then his fiancee got murdered.
Woe and angst. Repurposed party to be a wake. All awful.
But Tim Drake Robin figured out the necromantic trap thing, and her death was just the match to the tinder. It was meant to start a spiral of unhappy undead. But he reckoned that if she got her unfinished business done she would not be unhappy, and possibly could lead to a virtuous spiral instead. So that was simples: Batman had to go through with the party and the wedding in the morning, even though she was dead.
So that was maximum angsty.
The dream left them to it though, dream me had other duties. Since Batman and all his closest Gotham people were going to be busy he had conceded to just this once let the Justice League cover for him.
Which meant many of them were on site and in town when the gas was released.
Dream me was in the lobby when I saw the vans with big hoses plugged into the air con somehow. So I went in and hit the alarm button. And it turns out that Gotham, being Gotham, has an alarm specifically for gas attacks, because Joker.
It made big sealed covers slam down over every possible way in and out of the building. Or way to get from one section of the building to another.
Which was kind of a problem when the gas was already in there.
So dream me did epic parkour to get out of the lobby and start climbing up the building between the levels and the glass outsides. While trying to both not breathe the green gas and not look down because Far.
Dream me lacked superpowers as far as I know. This was just the standard actual human. Trying to run up walls and get a grip on girders.
Not my favourite bit of dream, there.
When I finally got to a level I could get in to I discovered the gas had got up the building and affected people before the alarm worked. Safe to breathe now, but many many people gassed already. Only they weren't laughing. They were angry. Very, very angry. And green.
... the dream paused at that point to admit it knew this was from the wrong franchise, but ANYway...
Aquaman, movie edition, had not turned green, but he had lost the ability to speak. On the plus side all the green guys on his level of the tower were more or less following him and doing what he wanted them to. On the minus side he was in a Very Bad Mood.
Superhero plus anger ewual Problem.
So I was trying to get up the tower to see Batman again, because if he kicked off...
So the dream did the thing where the lift buttons dont have every floor and you have to do complex math equations to get where you actually want to be... huh, maybe other people dont dream that bit... And to stop at a prime number you had to hit the emergency stop button?
But I got to the right floor eventually,and I found Batman...
... in the kitchen, washing dishes.
Because he was having a lot of feelings, most of them bad, and he'd been having a bad day with the deaths and the loss, his fiancee and so soon after Alfred...
But he still knew himself well enough to notice irrational angry.
And when Alfred was angry, he Fixes Things And Cleaned.
So to keep himself under control, Bruce was just doing dishes, with his eyes turned green.
Everyone in the dream wanted to give him a hug when they realised.
So then the dream dissolved into evacuation time, because something something not built right oh noes necromancy? Come to think the place collapsing is one way to get a whole lot of dead people. Ugh.
ANYway, intricate but never quite filled out plot setup that neither ended nor saved the day, mostly just turned into a lot of climbing, malfunctioning lifts, and people ignoring the alarms.
So I kept waking up and going back to sleep with less blankets because Ugh and That Didnt Count Yet.
Fire alarm test day is not my favourite.
There was 'the computer starts acting like it runs windows 98, and oh look, the virus checker disappeared'
which is enough to make me wake up in a panic I can tell you
There was 'on a train, dont know where, GPS says Nearly Home, you dont recognise it, oh look why are we sitting here'
which I think is because I read a headling about cows on the line
There was 'while you sit here why not do small tasks in exchange for music to listen to'
which is just ways capitalism can get to you really, but one of those sisyphean things with bonus bad sountrack
which was probably because of the singing man I noticed before I fell asleep
(who I'm glad was having a good enough day for happy sing alongs but who could perhaps reexamine the role of windows, and the closing thereof)
There was trying to get the building evacuated before it all fell down
that one never works
everyone's juet sitting there like yeah yeah it never fell down before
and you're like look the roof swimming pool is making indoor rain perhaps the structural integrity is screwed
and they're like hey barkeep another, and def not listening
and it's exhausting.
There was also quite a detailed one about a building in Gotham that turned out to be set up as a necromantic ritual. That one had plot and so forth, more or less.
It was a huge big tall building, built on a cliff. At one point the lift had a button for floor 60, which was the roof and open to the elements. And as we discovered over the course of the plot, it had a shaft going down just as far underneath, into a room lined with crystal. It was designed as one giant necromantic ritual and once it kicked off it was meant to channel all the necromantic energy into that crystal room like a giant soul gem battery.
It turned out that, being in gotham, someone had nicked the shiny stuff already, making the rest of the ritual both futile and out of control. So that was a problem.
The plot started when Batman was about to get married. He'd booked a combined stag hen party at the top of this tower and invited all of his serious exes, so they could try and talk his fiancee out of it. ... possibly unkind, but only in the short term.
But then his fiancee got murdered.
Woe and angst. Repurposed party to be a wake. All awful.
But Tim Drake Robin figured out the necromantic trap thing, and her death was just the match to the tinder. It was meant to start a spiral of unhappy undead. But he reckoned that if she got her unfinished business done she would not be unhappy, and possibly could lead to a virtuous spiral instead. So that was simples: Batman had to go through with the party and the wedding in the morning, even though she was dead.
So that was maximum angsty.
The dream left them to it though, dream me had other duties. Since Batman and all his closest Gotham people were going to be busy he had conceded to just this once let the Justice League cover for him.
Which meant many of them were on site and in town when the gas was released.
Dream me was in the lobby when I saw the vans with big hoses plugged into the air con somehow. So I went in and hit the alarm button. And it turns out that Gotham, being Gotham, has an alarm specifically for gas attacks, because Joker.
It made big sealed covers slam down over every possible way in and out of the building. Or way to get from one section of the building to another.
Which was kind of a problem when the gas was already in there.
So dream me did epic parkour to get out of the lobby and start climbing up the building between the levels and the glass outsides. While trying to both not breathe the green gas and not look down because Far.
Dream me lacked superpowers as far as I know. This was just the standard actual human. Trying to run up walls and get a grip on girders.
Not my favourite bit of dream, there.
When I finally got to a level I could get in to I discovered the gas had got up the building and affected people before the alarm worked. Safe to breathe now, but many many people gassed already. Only they weren't laughing. They were angry. Very, very angry. And green.
... the dream paused at that point to admit it knew this was from the wrong franchise, but ANYway...
Aquaman, movie edition, had not turned green, but he had lost the ability to speak. On the plus side all the green guys on his level of the tower were more or less following him and doing what he wanted them to. On the minus side he was in a Very Bad Mood.
Superhero plus anger ewual Problem.
So I was trying to get up the tower to see Batman again, because if he kicked off...
So the dream did the thing where the lift buttons dont have every floor and you have to do complex math equations to get where you actually want to be... huh, maybe other people dont dream that bit... And to stop at a prime number you had to hit the emergency stop button?
But I got to the right floor eventually,and I found Batman...
... in the kitchen, washing dishes.
Because he was having a lot of feelings, most of them bad, and he'd been having a bad day with the deaths and the loss, his fiancee and so soon after Alfred...
But he still knew himself well enough to notice irrational angry.
And when Alfred was angry, he Fixes Things And Cleaned.
So to keep himself under control, Bruce was just doing dishes, with his eyes turned green.
Everyone in the dream wanted to give him a hug when they realised.
So then the dream dissolved into evacuation time, because something something not built right oh noes necromancy? Come to think the place collapsing is one way to get a whole lot of dead people. Ugh.
ANYway, intricate but never quite filled out plot setup that neither ended nor saved the day, mostly just turned into a lot of climbing, malfunctioning lifts, and people ignoring the alarms.
So I kept waking up and going back to sleep with less blankets because Ugh and That Didnt Count Yet.
Fire alarm test day is not my favourite.