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Post by Thistle on Jun 13, 2007 13:17:35 GMT -8
I had a strange one too...but I only remember a little bit of it.
So Dark and I are in the Drama room when Zephyr calls and they start talking and she gets upset and tells Zephyr that he needs to stop. Curious I mouth a question and she says he's getting drunk.
Time skip and Zephyr shows up and Dark is all like Stop drinking it's bad for you. Only he isn't drunk. He cheerfully argues back and it goes on for a bit. Then I jump of him,l like arms around neck and legs arounds hips/waist style, saying. "Stop for Me!" We spin a couple of times like a cute sibling thing and then I jump down. Then it gets a little fuzzy because my mom starts waking me up.
But as I woke up all I could think was. What the heck. That would never happen. Zephyr and I havent even really hugged yet. Like maybe 2 times max?
BTW thats a really depressing dream Sorrows...and a little creepy.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 13, 2007 13:32:58 GMT -8
Jeez, Sorrows... that is very creepy, yet cool in an odd sort of way.
Thistle... wow.
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Post by Sorrows on Jun 13, 2007 13:39:12 GMT -8
I realize it's kinda creepy and doesn't have a happy ending, but sometimes, that's what makes it good. I think it would make an awesome book, or a mini-movie or something.
And, Thistle, way more normal dream than mine. And with an odd twist going from drunk Zephyr to animated sibling moment. Sounds like a fun dream.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jun 13, 2007 14:11:24 GMT -8
Thistle we should totally have an animated sibling moment.
Sorrows: That does sound really cool, like it would make a good tragic sci-fi movie or short film. Kind of creepy though.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 13, 2007 14:30:55 GMT -8
I'd pay to see that.
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Post by Sorrows on Jun 13, 2007 14:53:06 GMT -8
The animated sibling moment or the good tragic sci-fi movie/short film?
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 13, 2007 15:33:30 GMT -8
Both, I suppose, but I was talking about the animated sibling moment.
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Post by Thistle on Jun 14, 2007 13:56:29 GMT -8
hehe we should. then edit the vidio with cool effects and stuff.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jun 14, 2007 14:14:02 GMT -8
You know.. Let's get wolfgang to direct it.
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 14, 2007 14:44:37 GMT -8
You know.. Let's get wolfgang to direct it. Ack... as fun as that would be, he would not be serious enough. There'd be unicorns involved for sure.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jun 14, 2007 15:15:46 GMT -8
What's wrong with a unicorn in the scene?
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 16, 2007 9:33:36 GMT -8
I had a line of the most disturbing, disgusting, and nasty dreams I've ever had in my life. And what's worse, I remember most of them.
The first one had to do with gruesome deaths of all of my close friends. Detail was in full, and I had to watch it all. It was disgusting, and I am not going into detail.
The second dream had to do with this old woman who was supposed to be the character-that-mas-me's grandmother (thank heaven I did not recognize the figure in my dream as anyone I knew). Something happened to her heart, and they had to perform open-heart surgery on her to replace a valve in order for her to survive. She had been extremely upset that she had to be operated on, and had said that she would have rather died than to have to be "fixed" for a problem that her body was having. But we persuaded her to go through with it. When she woke up after the surgery, my "grandmother" had extreme memory loss. To make her feel better, the doctors had be come in... blood all over the operating table. She smiled at me in recognition, and told me to go over to her. I did so in relief of her being able to remember her granddaughter, because her face was absolutely blank otherwise. She looked over to my "mother" (another person I did not recognize who had suddenly appeared in the room) and asked asked what happened and why she was there. Remembering that she had been upset before, "Mom" told her that she had to have a change in heart and they had to put a better piece in her body. Being as "grandmother" now had the mind of a small child, she accepted that answer. The next part is kind of hazy... but you know how people who had leprosy in the bible were forced to carry around bells to warn citizens of the city that they had it? Well, "grandmother" had to wear a small tinkle-bell around her neck to show others that she had been operated on. She did not think much of the bell other than it was a wonderful toy that was always there. The doctors asked her to name the new valve she had just received for their documentations. She thought about it while playing with the little tinkle-bell around her neck, and then said, "Bell." So this piece of her heart was named Bell. I don't remember what happened after that to make my "grandmother" end up on the floor in a room alone with me, but that's the setting I remember. I remember being annoyed with her childish mannerisms and missing the person I had known before the surgery. She was asking me things and I let slip the comment, "Why would the doctors ask you to name Bell unless you had to change something about your heart?" My "grandmother's" face took on a look of sudden realization and remembrance. She looked down at her heart, which had suddenly become visible because her entire torso was ruptured, and whispered, "So I have been altered." With that, she took a part of her brain (don't ask me how) and stabbed through it with a crochet hook. With a scream that still haunts the real me, she died.
The third dream had to do with me, Thistle and her family, Zeph and his family, and our director and his wife. I don't remember exactly how everything came about... I know that Thistle and I were shopping in a gigantic mall for fun dresses. After something happened (I can't remember what), we walked to a restaurant where Zephyr and his family were waiting. We went inside this restaurant and suddenly this creepy sailor guy pushes us all outside (actually, me and Thistle were the ones that were pushed, but everyone else was kind of herded after us) and begins to sing this really disturbing song to us as some sort of welcome. Suddenly he reverts his attention to Zephyr and his family. They all sat down while Thistle and I stood, embarrassed, by the door he had pushed us out of. Then, to go along with his racy song, a woman in a mermaid costume came out and sat on Zephyr's lap. The thing is, she (to go along with Mr. Sailor's song) was "bare-breasted and sexy to boot," which I don't understand, because mermaids don't wear boots. Anyway, she was, like, molesting Zephyr, and his whole family was laughing and clapping along with the song. I was not really upset in any way other than simply and totally embarrassed by her public lack of modesty. Thistle leans over and whispers, "Look, it's the Klems." Low and behold, our director and his wife were standing there now. They looked slightly uncomfortable, but kind of shrugged and went along with it. Finally, that nasty song ended and the two workers went back inside. I remained silent along with Thistle. She turned to me while the others continued to laugh and said with a face that spoke a mile a minute, "I am going to go home now. I will see you later." The thoughts What?!?! You're LEAVING ME?! went through my head, but I said nothing. Her family suddenly appeared (I suppose they were there the whole time and we just did not see them) and they drove away in their white minivan. I stood there, still uncomfortable beyond belief, as the others came and sat down at the table. Zeph's mom looked up at me. "Well, wasn't that wild?!" I made a scoffing noise in my throat and then said, "Quite." Suddenly feeling sick to my stomach, I said, "Will you excuse me please? I'll be right back." Not waiting for an answer, I went through the door and into the main building of the restaurant in search of a restroom. With a bit of difficulty, I found one, but it had that little symbol of a man on it. Searching for the woman's room which should have been somewhere near it, I saw a symbol that looked like a man with a huge mohawk or something. I went in, only to realize that the people in there were still men... and in horror I figured out that the symbol was representative of unisex males (but aren't unisex people neither... oh well. They looked like males). I ran out of there and searched desperately for one with a female symbol outside, but there was none. Running into a random one (I don't remember which) I spotted one stall with that woman symbol on it. I ran into it, and the dream ended.
There are more details, but I don't want to write them up. Cuz then I really WILL be sick to my stomach.
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Post by Zeffa! on Jun 16, 2007 10:49:20 GMT -8
Wow.. that was sick and very weird...
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Post by Thistle on Jun 16, 2007 12:55:08 GMT -8
...Dark you need to hang out with my dreams more...
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Post by Dark Beauty on Jun 16, 2007 13:08:16 GMT -8
Wow.. that was sick and very weird... I thought so too. I just felt the need to post them up here because I needed to get it out of my system. Ugh.
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