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Miko no Yume  It's been awhile... but last night I had an interesting dream that would make an interesting book. I was the knight in charge of building a fortress (eventually called the Father's Shield) on a bit of land that belonged to a reclusive family of nobles. As we started to smooth out the land and build the foundations, I go to visit the family--and spy on them being visited by one of the other knights that's there with me... one I don't really trust. I listened to him try and blackmail the noble family--who are now just a grandmother and her granddaughter. As I listen, I find he's blackmailing them because he knows something- not only are they NOT the real noble family, they're not even from our world. They're from present day Earth, and had somehow ended up there and just moved into the house since no one was there. I blissfully stumble in on this, ruining his secret, but he assumes I'm going to join him in blackmailing... so I let him think it. While he's all mean to the family, I snoop around in broad daylight in front of him, but he's on too much of a power trip to pay attention. I find a secret panel he's not found, and I push him on out of the house. After he's gone, I let the old woman and the girl know I'm not with him, in fact, he deserves to be punished and they need to be helped. I start to search that little hidden panel, and the woman says she's glad I found it, and that other dolt never did. Shortly there after, I find out that the other knight is actually from a sci-fi world. He was part of unwilling experiments to turn him into a superhuman -- they kind of succeeded, but it killed his girlfriend (sanded her face right off!) and drove him nuts. He blew up the lab, and the explosion landed him in my world.... the whole thing was fairly Who-ish ^^ First, I dreamt that I was Morewen, and we had to go into a battle ground to get a piece of armor for someone... I think one of our magic users. It was just cool because the dream was in mostly first person. Then I dreamt that I was Morewen, only not an elf any more but still a rogue, and just got a little glimpse of this dream: I was sleeping in a bed in a room that looked to be from the 1800s with a man whom I knew to be Constantine. A small girl slipped into the room, shouted "Papa!" and pushed on his foot. Surprised, he whipped a gun out from under his pillow, but didn't shot the girl... I had a feeling he didn't know who she was. But the funniest and best dream came later, where I dream that I was Batgirl. I dreamt that Kelly was Supergirl, and we were hanging out with Wonder Woman. We were vacationing with Superman, Green Lantern and.. er, one other, someone who's a bad good guy, or a good bad guy. Never caught who he was. We were all at this super glamrous hotel, and one night, the three of us decided to just go out and have girl fun. We all dressed up super sexy, and the three of us won (in order: WW, me, Supe) this "sexiest" contest. It was just a funny dream. ^^ Last night, before I went to bed, I thought about how I haven't had any really inspiring dreams recently. And then, I had one of the biggest last night. I dreamt that I was married to an adventurer, played by Viggo Mortensten (however you spell it) and our team discovered a hidden Egyptian temple. This temple was for a man, not a pharaoh, but a powerful man all the same--not exactly evil when he lived, but his life was cut short. And guess who was the reincarnation of his long lost love? No, not Viggo. Me! So as we enter the temple and accidently reawaken the army of zombies, lead by THE mummy of the man, I'm kidnapped! (yesterday, I watched the USA channel a lot for the Law & Order: CI marathon, and yeah, there were a lot of ads for the Mummy) The zombies do eat a few of our team, and I figure they'll eat me, too, but they take me to him. And he's kind, and gentle with me... and does something to reawaken my memories. Suddenly, I'm torn--between a man I loved as another woman, and the man I love today. Well, that and the guy who's alive and the guy who's dead. So I stay with the mummy for a little while, while the team is fighting to get me back..... and then I sneak away. I do more than just run back to my husband (though I do stop to tell him I'm okay and we embrace) I completely run away from the fight. Funny how I'm a coward in my dreams.... Wow, look, I'm writing in this journal! Well, this dream was too good to forget. I can see where a LOT of the dream came from. I'll discuss that afterwards... I dreamt that I was in a Star Wars like universe, that is, some place that was sci-fi and I was a gunner. I say gunner in that I was efficent with lazer guns or blasters or whatever they called them. I dreamt that I lived in a space station or at least a base on a planet. In this dream, I was walking through the shopping area, or, yes, the mall of the station. There was something new to me there... lined up against the walls were these guys in scarlett colored cloaks. Curious, I walked up next to one of these guys, and kind of whispered a question of "Who are you?" to them. He replied that they were hunters, here to stop the beasts that had gotten in from the outside. I knew about the beasts, so I just nodded and said good day. I'd barely gotten a few feet away when another cloaked man called for my attention. He motioned to a door next to him, and says that someone is waiting for me in there. Since I wasn't looking for anyone, I was very skeptical. I put my hand to my gun, and pushed the door open. It looked like the room was a security room or something. There were a few desks at the front, and a lot of computers at the back. One light was on in the back, and I could see that someone in a big cloak was sitting back there. I edged forward, thinking I was going to have to shoot my way back out. I stopped about half-way through the room, and that's when the person seemed to realize I was there. They turned around and brought the hood of the cloak down... and it was a young Obi-Wan Kenobi. I'm not sure words can describe the feelings I had in that dream at that moment. It became quite clear that "I" had been in love with Obi-wan at some point in time, and he had returned these feelings. And before this moment, I hadn't seen him in a long, long time. The feelings were intense. I rushed to him, sayings his name, and embraced him. He held me back, and we didn't do anything for a while. I'm guessing this is supposed to be after Episode Three as I mention that I had heard he was dead. Alas, that's about all I remember. I know more happened afterwards, but it was a while ago, and I've forgotten most of it. I had another dream in which I was Catis from FFXI, but I can't remember it, either. But that one part of the dream.. just damn. The shopping part comes from going to see Batman in the Mall of Georgia, clearly. And the Star Wars bit comes from thinking that Batman Begins was everything I'd hoped Episode Three was going to be. Last night I had quite the Hellblazer inspired dream. It started off with Kelly and I visiting a big city. Now, I'm afraid that city was probably New York City and not the appropriate London. Kelly and I were a couple--apperantly we were Constantine groupies who found that if we couldn't have him, we were more than happy to have each other. Kelly resembled Willow in the dream, with a long skirt and a blouse, and I wore a very causal men's suit with a trenchcoat--shades of Haruka and Michiru, too. I do believe she was the magician/mystic between the two of us, but I wasn't completely without some power. We'd gone to this big city, in particular a seculded dock on the river leading to the ocean, because of the dreams we'd been having about Constantine. We weren't the only ones there. This lonely dock was the last place anyone had seen Constantine almost fifteen years earlier. We all knew the scene... I think, from footage taken by someone, of him being dragged down into the black water. It's unclear why he was in the water, one almost assumes he was pushed. We gathered at the spot because we knew, secretly, that he was going to be returning. Others had gathered because it was something of a tourist spot, some were skeptics, and others were wannabe magicians. We were the only ones who knew the possible truth, that he was returning that night. We knew from our dreams, and also in our dreams was a girl who claimed to be his daughter, a girl who was fourteen years old... Somehow, word got out amongst those gathered "what would it be like if he wasn't dead, and he came back?" ... Someone described him coming back in a great storm of magic, some described him coming back and wrecking vengence upon all who had opposed him... In the dream, I had to hide my laughter. Then it happened. A small stream of bubbles became a larger release of bubbles, as if something had been opened down there. After that initial burst of air, nothing happened. Most of the group left after that, grumbling and disappointed. Kelly and I remained, deligent, as well as a handful of others. We waited. One of the lights around the dock simply flickered out from it's long life. Then, one shadowy, human male figure climbed out of the water and onto the dock. This next part of the dream came as if pages of a comic book--the first dealt with Kelly, from her point of view, seeing this shadowy man walking as if drunk down the dock. The very last panel was the back of her head, with the "light of exclimation" in front of her face, as if she realized something. The next "page" was the veiwpoint of another by-stander, which again ended with the "light of exclimation." MY page was very similar to Kelly's, except that I had a light in front of my face that LOOKED like it might be exclimation, but in fact... as the dream returned to "movie" and the shadowy man drew closer to us, it was revealed that I had lit up a cigeratte, not had a moment of realization. I walked to the shadowy man, handed him my trenchcoat, and passed him the cig. In the dim light of the cigarette, it was revealed in fact be Constantine. He shrugged on the coat and inhaled that cigeratte like no one's business, and said "Thanks." Then the three of us left together. Thus was the return of Constantine. And so, just yesterday, I mentioned how I haven't updated my dream journal in a while due to my dreams leaving me with only vague memories. Then last night came around.... this is the first epic dream I've had in a long time. I'm pretty sure I can remember all of it. This was a very dark dream, both landscape-wise and emotionally. I wish I could've finished it... This was all very Sin City inspired, by the way. So, the dream started off that I was in high school again... only this time, I do believe I was teaching there. We heard over the news that there was a killer on the loose, a real nasty one, and that both the police force, federal agents, AND bounty hunters were out after him. Somehow--I think I just happened upon him--I met one of the strongest bounty hunters. This man, whom I called Marv in the dream, was "played" by Bruce Willis, though now that I've woken up I realize I should've been calling him Hartigan. But anyway, I kind of befriended him, and proceded to talk to him a bit. I somehow ended up with his cell phone number, too, though I imagine it was more of a "call this number if you're in trouble" than anything else sort of reason. So I went home, and watched some tv. Whatever I was watching was interupted by a news bulletin -- two members of the gang that the criminal runs were caught at a mall. I saw footage of these men at a mall, and they ran into someone.... Elli. She grabbed them by the collars, and swung them into one of the large plate glass windows. Scott and Kelly were also there, and the news talked about how these brave citizens helped them capture part of the gang. I called Marv after that, telling him those were my friends. Somehow, I got it into my mind that I was involved now. I set out to find him. Alas, this is where the dream got a ltitle fuzzy. I'm pretty sure that "I" remained the same person, but when it all came back, things were a bit different. Marv was now Jean Reno, and was working with a gang of professionals to take down their target. I was part of them, though it was more like I forced my way into tagging along than I was actually useful. I was given a submachine gun, though. Kind of nifty. I'm not sure what actually happened on the "run" ... except that we almost all died. I THINK we succeded with our mission, but Reno and I were the only ones who made it out. So then he and I were on the run, but he was badly hurt and tired. I don't remember how, but we made it into someone's backyard, a backyard with lots of gardens and some bushes in the back. So we carefully crawled into the bushes in the back, carefully hiding ourselves before he fell into an exhausted sleep. I kept watch, but we were still found by the house owner (an older woman) anyway. However, she let us use an empty shed to re-coop. Again, the dream got a bit fuzzy. I remember things like being terrified of being on the run, and how Reno was thinking of contacting a government agency (not American, but someone in Europe) whom we had originally been working for, who would protect us. He started to charter a flight for us, when he disappeared ... The next part of the dream had me teamed up with another professional from his team that had survived afterall. This woman strongly resembled Queen Latifah, so in my dream I just called her Queen. The two of us DID get caught by the American government, and we discovered that we had been framed. We escaped them trying to blow us up (pure luck, it seemed) and escaped, but only determined to prove that we had been framed. So we set back to break into a government facility, and we got quite far, before we found out that the person who was the turn-coat from our team.... it was Marv [Reno], who seemed to have been brainwashed into being the villian against us. Unfortunatly, my dream started to fade as the sun woke me up... I remember us preparing for the final confrontation, and I thought that seeing me might jog his memory....... but that didn't get to happen. Still.... awesome dream. Damn. I literally JUST woke up from this dream. In some ways, this dream maybe come one of my more treasured. I may not remember details enough to write them, but I will recall the scenes and the feelings. It was amazing. I hope I can recall enough of it, but I don't remember exactly where it started. I know that I was me, Amy, throughout the whole thing. I guess I have to jump into it, really. First things first... I was the "favorite" of a Mafia boss in town. No, I wasn't part of his mob or anything of sort. I'm almost guessing that he was a pull customer of mine, and he liked me, a lot. Kind like someone likes their favorite niece or nephew and simply dotes on them. This mafia boss did it to me. I cannot remember his name, though I'm not sure I learned it at all. He ran a lot of things in town, including a mall and the comic store (I think I worked at that one). So he invited me and "the cool people" to be at his summer house for a vacation. I do not exactly recall who came along though the crew was kind of like Oceans 11. As in there were a lot of them, and there was a wide variety. I remember that I get along with all of them, more or less, but none of them really know that they're being kept an eye on by the boss--which is why they were all brought there. I remember that David Bowie was a guest of one of the guest, and I got to met him. ^^;; I remember being able to have, essentially, "free range" over one store and picking out whatever I wanted. I went into a changing room to pick out a new shirt, and was de-clothing when I decided to stop. I walked back out only to find that somehow, someone had taken footage of that, and was broadcasting it around. I ran to this Ryan Seacrest looking fellow and punched the fucker out, stopped the feed and destoryed the tape. Then the boss asked me if I wanted to go see a movie with him, and I said sure. He drove me out to one of his locations so I could see another business he ran, a beauty palor that was having problems with its workers. It was in a great location, but he couldn't get one of the girls to stop ruling over the others. We left, chose a movie to watch, and before it happened, he said he had to give me something that's important for me. He gave me a gun and a sword. The sword was for me to KEEP, and the gun was for my protection. I was terrified of it, but I couldn't refuse, so I thanked him and put in in my purse. Before we could watch the movie, we were called back by his phone. Things get hazy here, but I know what happened: when we got back, the previous "guests" of the boss all attack him and I. They attack with martial arts, guns, swords, and even try blowing up his car. In fact, in the process of it all, someone uses magic to get him, but they screwed up and... well, they summoned a horde of demons from hell, and in then the dream became a cross of "escape the idiots AND the demons" ... it ends up that John Constantine was part of it all, somehow. So we're driving, and cops are after us, criminals are after us, and in the distance, DEMONS are after us... I don't remember HOW we stopped, but I think it involved crashing the car. All I recall is that once we get out, we get surrounded by the demons. Now, the cops and the criminals are on the same side against the demons. When they learn that Constantine is some how a factor in it all, the humans turn on him, trying to kill him. But for some reason they can't, unitl (and I swear) the "GM" voice shouts at his PCs, "Maybe you can't kill him because he's supposed to do something important, like write a book none of you will be able to live without!" (referring to how to kill demons and such) and with that, Constantine sees his escape. The boss mentions/tells me I should be going with him, so I yell for John to stop. He stops, and I shout for him to wait for me, but he won't. He says he doesn't need to. I yell at him that he TOLD me he would wait, that he would save me and help. He ducks into a something like a shed (I guess we crashed into someone's back yard) and says that he now has everything he needs... his wife has returned to him. I jump down to the shed and throw the door open to see that he's referring to a skeletal demon as his wife. (it bemagicked him) He was in the process of doing some sort of warp spell to leave. I grabbed the skeleton, and threw it back out the door and cast fire upon it, thus breaking him from the spell. And just before his warp spell triggered, I grabbed him, and said something like "You promised you wouldn't leave me." He held on to me, like he was agreeing, and the spell went off, and we were safe...... then I woke up. Damn, though, but it was an epic dream, one I'm fairly sure lasted all night. As much as I like the character Constantine, I do not like dreaming about hell. I kept dreaming about it last night, and it was worse than the time I dreamt about four dragons trying to attack our world. This time... it was hell. And there wasn't anyone to save me, I kept trying to stop dreaming about it. (I knew that I was dreaming about it, NOT that I was someone stuck in it) I don't particularly care to mention most of things that I kept dreaming about....... but it did start off nice and normal, and though I changed my dream at the end to be about about "Savannah" ... I was still relieved when the phone woke me up. This was a cute little part of my dream last night: I dreamt I was going to the airport with my family to fly somewhere. In this dream, airports are different, they're more like giant bus stations: people mill about in front of the plane they want to take and then just file in and get a seat. These airplanes also had a new part: another, smaller tube that was attached to the planes on the upper right that held the first class passengers. lol. So, anyway, as we're being shuttled to our plane, our guide points out various things about the planes, including, "And this flight, XXXXX, has the highest number of goblin passengers." Lo and behold, to our right, there was a small line of goblins from FFXI waiting to get into the plane, and a bunch of them in their own little shuttle! It was an incredbly cute little part of my dream. ^^ As we kept going, my family and I joked about how the "Goblins are people too" people got goblins on planes, so it's only a matter of time before other races are aloud, and you know that if you let one alien on, you gotta let them ALL get on. XD Right, so, before another night goes by and I forget these dreams, I will record these. Thursday night, I dreamt of Chris Giessen, my high school crush. I dreamt his band was the most popular in the country. He was the star of an online chat, and I had the SN of something similar to "Old Berkmar Classmate" or something. So we struck up a correspondence, and then one day, he wanted to find out just WHO I am. So, somehow, he came to my house. I was afraid he'd turn away when he saw it was me, but he didn't. My dad was amazed to see him there, and I told my dad that when parents support their kids artistic persutes like his did, this is what could happen. The rest of the dream was about the romantic tension between Chris and myself. ^^;; Next night, I dreamt I was a witch, as were the women in my family. I was looking after the boys, the twins and Sean, but it wasn't quite our time period. We were more like turn of the century. We all had to take a train somehwere, but along the way, the train crashed. Well, as it happens in some of my dreams, I was able to go back and try to change the course of it. However, this time, because I was a witch, I used my magic to go back and try to get the conductors to simply not go out that night. But they refused. I worked together with lots of people to stop the accident from happening. Eventually, when I couldn't stop the accident from happening, I realized the best way was to get the train past the accident point BEFORE the accident happens. So, with the help of other witches, we got the train to speed up, and safely made it. I dream last night of... well, damn, I can't remember the first part. I woke up thinking, "Man, I've got to write that down." Too bad I don't remember WHAT. Anyhoo, the second dream I had was about a woman who thought she could "cure" dreams. Apparently this was a "mad scientist" who thought that dreams were harmful and could eventually cause problems to people. Anyhoo, she was conducting experiment on people, giving them money, and me and my friends signed up. Her cure included you wearing a helmet that projected images and sounds to you at all time, causing you to dream that and only that. These were just simple things like fields of flowers and stuff. But I was one of the people that this cure DIDN'T work on, partially because I couldn't fall asleep in the helmet. ^^ |
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