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caffienekitty) wrote2009-09-12 11:03 am
caffienekitty) wrote2009-09-12 11:03 am
Dream: ...maybe I need therapy.
Crack dream ahoy. Most of it's a blur but the parts I remember, I... *headshake*
Despots, the Doctor, the Backyardigans and.... just... incomprehensible crack. O.o
There was a huuuuuge bunch of dream I can't quite remember involving a military coup at my junior high led by Herbie the sapient volkswagen Beetle, crossing the street being an offense punishable by death, and a massive political intrigue... something, where all the politicians and royalty wore colourful brocade robes so they'd be easier to assassinate.
In the process of all that the Tenth Doctor had come to my planet and helped me overthrow the despotic government bloodlessly. However it put me into a position where I was under the death penalty in the new regime (in the course of liberating my planet from murderous despots, I crossed the road. Oops). I was willing to face my execution as legal and just, but the Doctor scooped me up and took me away with him. Did I mention that at this point I was a super-intelligent baby badger? No?
Anyway, the Doctor, me, and a couple random teenagers are flying over an icefield when we spot a sailing ship stuck in the ice. We fly over to see if we can help, but we see that it's just the Backyardigans, and they'll figure their own way out once they've danced and sung enough and then go home for a snack. They're all lying around on deck exhausted though. We fly overtop of the ship and drop Skittles on them. They're thrilled and wake up and dance and the ship starts to break free.
Somehow as the ship was breaking free, the penguin-kid got his tail stuck to the ice during the celebratory dance routine, and me and one of the teenagers from the Tardis help him break free, but somehow in the course of doing this, the teenager's grandfather gets turned into chocolate ice cream and frozen beneath the surface of the ice. Really creepy because he's ice cream but he still has blue eyes and a mouth that moves.
The Doctor is hovering in the Tardis yelling at us to get back into the Tardis, there's nothing we can do for him and we have to leave before the sailing ship gets out of view and the Backyardigans finish their celebratory dance because the pocket-dimension they create will disappear entirely when they leave and we'll be floating loose in the Void.
The girl who's grandfather it is is heartbroken and weeping, pounding on the ice, but ice cream grandpa is looking at both of us from under the ice, smiling and mouthing 'Go, it's fine, go. I want this. I want to be ice cream.' And there were more tears and yelling, but we all got back on the Tardis in time and left.
And then I woke up. I... I have no idea.
Despots, the Doctor, the Backyardigans and.... just... incomprehensible crack. O.o
There was a huuuuuge bunch of dream I can't quite remember involving a military coup at my junior high led by Herbie the sapient volkswagen Beetle, crossing the street being an offense punishable by death, and a massive political intrigue... something, where all the politicians and royalty wore colourful brocade robes so they'd be easier to assassinate.
In the process of all that the Tenth Doctor had come to my planet and helped me overthrow the despotic government bloodlessly. However it put me into a position where I was under the death penalty in the new regime (in the course of liberating my planet from murderous despots, I crossed the road. Oops). I was willing to face my execution as legal and just, but the Doctor scooped me up and took me away with him. Did I mention that at this point I was a super-intelligent baby badger? No?
Anyway, the Doctor, me, and a couple random teenagers are flying over an icefield when we spot a sailing ship stuck in the ice. We fly over to see if we can help, but we see that it's just the Backyardigans, and they'll figure their own way out once they've danced and sung enough and then go home for a snack. They're all lying around on deck exhausted though. We fly overtop of the ship and drop Skittles on them. They're thrilled and wake up and dance and the ship starts to break free.
Somehow as the ship was breaking free, the penguin-kid got his tail stuck to the ice during the celebratory dance routine, and me and one of the teenagers from the Tardis help him break free, but somehow in the course of doing this, the teenager's grandfather gets turned into chocolate ice cream and frozen beneath the surface of the ice. Really creepy because he's ice cream but he still has blue eyes and a mouth that moves.
The Doctor is hovering in the Tardis yelling at us to get back into the Tardis, there's nothing we can do for him and we have to leave before the sailing ship gets out of view and the Backyardigans finish their celebratory dance because the pocket-dimension they create will disappear entirely when they leave and we'll be floating loose in the Void.
The girl who's grandfather it is is heartbroken and weeping, pounding on the ice, but ice cream grandpa is looking at both of us from under the ice, smiling and mouthing 'Go, it's fine, go. I want this. I want to be ice cream.' And there were more tears and yelling, but we all got back on the Tardis in time and left.
And then I woke up. I... I have no idea.
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the ice cream guy really is pretty creepy though....I think it's going to be a while until I'm comfortable with chocolate ice cream again....
oh, and I love that the Doctor has a good reason why you have to leave that totally makes sense with the story AND what he knows :D
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It was super-creepy, although in the dream it was pretty obvious he was CGI. I woke up craving chocolate ice cream. So yeah, therapy. o.O
I love your brain
2. if you'd overthrown the regime, wouldn't the old laws be invalid?
3. I think too much
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2. The law was the only thing all sides agreed on.
3. I hadn't noticed. *is snarky* :-)
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Loved all that... Not surprised on the Backyardigans doing odd stuff. That cartoon is pretty weird.
You have cool dreams.
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But your brain is a wonderful place to ponder about, as always;)
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As long as it doesn't talk to you or blink, you're fine.
Also, if crossing the street is punishable by death if you do it correctly--what would jaywalking do to you?
I think it was all jaywalking. Because crossing the street was illegal, there were no crosswalks.
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I was drinking coffee at this point! I almost spat coffee all over my keyboard and monitor! You need to put a "do not eat/drink while reading" warning.
This just makes me sadder that my dream last night had me exercising at the gym. Which I do in waking life, so there's no need for my unconscious to do it as well.
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I can never tell if something I write is splorfing funny or not, so I don't warn in case it gets people's hopes up and turns out not to be as funny to them as it is to me.
Aside from that, I did say 'crack'. ;-)