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scifinutOh. My. God. I had the FREAKIEST dream last night. This morning. Before I woke up. Whenever.
I was on a date in Wichita, but it wasn't quite a date. And it wasn't quite Wichita. It's this dream Wichita I've had in my head for a while, it's like...a big bunch of restaurants and stores around a communal parking lot, except a lot cooler than the area in Wichita is. Oldtown Wichita is somewhat upscale, this place isn't. In any case, my date and I went to a museum of North American history and we were in the Inuit section. There were kayaks standing up on stands like we have them at our store, basically it's a round thing with three sides for kayaks to go in, and they strap in two places, near the bottom and near the top. Simple. All the kayaks, though, were modern plastic kayaks. It looked SOOO out of place with all the rest of the native things around. In any case, one of the rounders I was looking at had about a 25 foot kayak on it. (Please note, for those of you not familiar with kayaks, most of them are absolutely no more than about 14 feet. And that's for a two-man, or a VERY long solo. Even canoes aren't much longer than 16 feet, and that's a two man as well. This was unrealistically large.) I accidentally knocked it down and we couldn't get it back up, it fell right back down again. A strap on the tip of the kayak, not from the stand, had broken and was in pieces. Meanwhile, there was a small electrical fire starting, so we all had to evacuate the building. We were told that sometimes the animals came to life, so as we were leaving, my date wanted to stop in the room full of poisonous animals and look at them. I saw the coral snake twitching and wanted the hell out of there.
Cut to some chairs starting at the top floor of an apartment building in the same area, maybe a few blocks away. They're going down all the balconies and letting the chairs live, but killing all the daleks. The only problem with this is that the daleks were completely safe, the head brain had died and they were all nice beings. One even had lipstick and a hair bow. I had one on my balcony, so I hid him in my bedroom and told him to stay there.
On the ground, the Doctor was running from Jack really fast, like they're the two fastest runners in the world. I had to be the cameraman keeping up with them. There were several twists and turns, backtracking, it was exhausting. Then the Doctor went into a store with lots of people and music, somehow the music interfered with Jack's being able to see who he was. I came in, sans camera gear, and promised the Doctor I'd keep him safe. I had a trail of green stuff to leave for Jack, but we ran in one direction, I tossed the trail into this really neat oriental wooden sculpture door front thing, then we went back to my apartment. I told the Dalek in the back room that the man I was bringing in was a friend, but apparently he still had the base programming that the Doctor was bad, so I had to kill him. The only way to kill him was to hold his arms back so he couldn't hit me and then to use an adamantium sword and cutting off the dome top, basically beheading it. Luckily for everyone, I had one fingernail on each hand that could grow an adamantium sword. (?) The Doctor made me pose a few times with the swords and without so he could scan me with his sonic screwdriver. Apparently when I didn't have them I registered as a perfectly normal human, but when I did have them I registered as something else.
Jack showed up in my apartment and I tried to hide the Doctor in the bedroom, but Jack wanted to fight because I had betrayed him. I had to hang him off the balcony after a cinematic fight scene and cut off his head and an arm. I threw them a few yards over, then threw his body almost as far. I washed my nails and pulled them back in because I didn't want to mess up the decor in my apartment, which was almost pure white.
Somehow the dream changed again and we were re-enacting something from a movie we'd just seen recently, except the real life was different from the movie. It was about a guy who had saved the world from terrorists on Three Mile Island. He drove the bus around until they killed him, but they all died too. In the movie they had made him one of the terrorists that had just gone insane, but in real life he was just a nice guy who had died for the greater good. We were hovering up to his apartment outside, I think it was due to a camera moving in. It was a very tall building, flat on the front with a slight curve, reminded me of a nice hotel. Most of the colors were black and red tones. He was in the second floor from the top, right in the middle. We were zooming in close enough to get into the apartment.
Cue my goddamned phone ringing. I wasn't too happy, but I did get to run with Jack and the Doctor. And I killed a Dalek. And JACK! I FUCKING KILLED JACK HARKNESS, BITCHES!
I learned cuts on DreamWidth! And crossposting might actually work this time! :D
Trying crossposting again. *not happy*
I was on a date in Wichita, but it wasn't quite a date. And it wasn't quite Wichita. It's this dream Wichita I've had in my head for a while, it's like...a big bunch of restaurants and stores around a communal parking lot, except a lot cooler than the area in Wichita is. Oldtown Wichita is somewhat upscale, this place isn't. In any case, my date and I went to a museum of North American history and we were in the Inuit section. There were kayaks standing up on stands like we have them at our store, basically it's a round thing with three sides for kayaks to go in, and they strap in two places, near the bottom and near the top. Simple. All the kayaks, though, were modern plastic kayaks. It looked SOOO out of place with all the rest of the native things around. In any case, one of the rounders I was looking at had about a 25 foot kayak on it. (Please note, for those of you not familiar with kayaks, most of them are absolutely no more than about 14 feet. And that's for a two-man, or a VERY long solo. Even canoes aren't much longer than 16 feet, and that's a two man as well. This was unrealistically large.) I accidentally knocked it down and we couldn't get it back up, it fell right back down again. A strap on the tip of the kayak, not from the stand, had broken and was in pieces. Meanwhile, there was a small electrical fire starting, so we all had to evacuate the building. We were told that sometimes the animals came to life, so as we were leaving, my date wanted to stop in the room full of poisonous animals and look at them. I saw the coral snake twitching and wanted the hell out of there.
Cut to some chairs starting at the top floor of an apartment building in the same area, maybe a few blocks away. They're going down all the balconies and letting the chairs live, but killing all the daleks. The only problem with this is that the daleks were completely safe, the head brain had died and they were all nice beings. One even had lipstick and a hair bow. I had one on my balcony, so I hid him in my bedroom and told him to stay there.
On the ground, the Doctor was running from Jack really fast, like they're the two fastest runners in the world. I had to be the cameraman keeping up with them. There were several twists and turns, backtracking, it was exhausting. Then the Doctor went into a store with lots of people and music, somehow the music interfered with Jack's being able to see who he was. I came in, sans camera gear, and promised the Doctor I'd keep him safe. I had a trail of green stuff to leave for Jack, but we ran in one direction, I tossed the trail into this really neat oriental wooden sculpture door front thing, then we went back to my apartment. I told the Dalek in the back room that the man I was bringing in was a friend, but apparently he still had the base programming that the Doctor was bad, so I had to kill him. The only way to kill him was to hold his arms back so he couldn't hit me and then to use an adamantium sword and cutting off the dome top, basically beheading it. Luckily for everyone, I had one fingernail on each hand that could grow an adamantium sword. (?) The Doctor made me pose a few times with the swords and without so he could scan me with his sonic screwdriver. Apparently when I didn't have them I registered as a perfectly normal human, but when I did have them I registered as something else.
Jack showed up in my apartment and I tried to hide the Doctor in the bedroom, but Jack wanted to fight because I had betrayed him. I had to hang him off the balcony after a cinematic fight scene and cut off his head and an arm. I threw them a few yards over, then threw his body almost as far. I washed my nails and pulled them back in because I didn't want to mess up the decor in my apartment, which was almost pure white.
Somehow the dream changed again and we were re-enacting something from a movie we'd just seen recently, except the real life was different from the movie. It was about a guy who had saved the world from terrorists on Three Mile Island. He drove the bus around until they killed him, but they all died too. In the movie they had made him one of the terrorists that had just gone insane, but in real life he was just a nice guy who had died for the greater good. We were hovering up to his apartment outside, I think it was due to a camera moving in. It was a very tall building, flat on the front with a slight curve, reminded me of a nice hotel. Most of the colors were black and red tones. He was in the second floor from the top, right in the middle. We were zooming in close enough to get into the apartment.
Cue my goddamned phone ringing. I wasn't too happy, but I did get to run with Jack and the Doctor. And I killed a Dalek. And JACK! I FUCKING KILLED JACK HARKNESS, BITCHES!
I learned cuts on DreamWidth! And crossposting might actually work this time! :D
Trying crossposting again. *not happy*
