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wolven7I dreamed that there was somet kind of global war going on, and ther ewas to be a missle strike, in DC, and they had to evacuate everyone from the 3-block radius of the blast. As it was coming down, the clouds were getting darker, and there was more sttatic in the air. I was trying to keep Rachel Ray from getting killed, for some reason, because I didn't want to see her die, due to that kind of stupid. There was too much at stake. People were going around running from the blast zone, firing wildly into the air, talking about anarchy, and one man's family show the father of another family, and they realised the responsibility they had for their actions. That turned into walking around outside the blast area with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
teididh, and people trying to mug us/hit on us/sell us knives. These were the same two people.
In the next section, I was asked, by the government, to test a new suborbital plane, but I was with Homer, Moe, Lenny and Carl. Every mission we flew, they fucked up, and i got so pissed that I yelled at them, about how important it was that they do things well. This section of the dream then turnned into what could be the plot of a Sci-Fi channel movie, only much better written.
The plane became an apartment, as well, and the people on it were people from school, and we had a strange cargo. We needed to fly an important mission around the Empire State Building, to put out a fire at the top, and I asked John Travolta/Val Kilmer/Typical Gruff Pilot Guy With a Tortured Past to fly it, because he was the best. He said if he did it we might die, and I said, if *I* did it, we'd definately die, because I don't know how to fly a fucking plane. Samuel L. Jackson then said "So I guess, either way, it works out to about 50/50." We all shared a grim laugh, and then Sam and I went back into the living room, where he said "You know that was just bullshit about the 50/50 thing?" And I replied, no, actually, every situation comes down to a 50-50 shot: It will either happen or it won't." This seemed to comfort him, greatly. At this point Brian Cox's character starts looking at the genetically engineered vampire spiders with a kind of longing, and started performing experiments on them, first taking a syringe of his blood, and then preparing to inject it into the spiders. That's when the scene cut away (and how I knew it was a Sci-Fi movie; there are some direction cues you just know).
Next scene was him chasime me down the hall, and me firing my 9mm at the giant spider creature. It, of course, did nothing. I ran into the room where the people from the department were sleeping, and i told them what was going on. At this point ist started to feel like some kind of horror story fairy tale, and this kid Brandon from school had what looked to be a cross between a revolver, a Gatling gun, and a grenade launcher, and he loaded it while sitting in bed, apologising for not believing me. I opened the door and the creature came in, and looked behind the door, and started trying to eazt me, while everyone else was frozen in place, not knowing what to do. I woke up.
Somewhere, in there, was something about the vinyl version of Veruca Salt's "Eight Arms to Hold You," and somehting about new episodes of "Avatar" on the TiVo, becaue I'm addicted to that show (you were right,mr_hinzelmann), and I watched most of "High Fidelity" yesterday.
Today? Have some crazy-awesomemech_angel art: 
That's a link. Ta.
teididh, and people trying to mug us/hit on us/sell us knives. These were the same two people.In the next section, I was asked, by the government, to test a new suborbital plane, but I was with Homer, Moe, Lenny and Carl. Every mission we flew, they fucked up, and i got so pissed that I yelled at them, about how important it was that they do things well. This section of the dream then turnned into what could be the plot of a Sci-Fi channel movie, only much better written.
The plane became an apartment, as well, and the people on it were people from school, and we had a strange cargo. We needed to fly an important mission around the Empire State Building, to put out a fire at the top, and I asked John Travolta/Val Kilmer/Typical Gruff Pilot Guy With a Tortured Past to fly it, because he was the best. He said if he did it we might die, and I said, if *I* did it, we'd definately die, because I don't know how to fly a fucking plane. Samuel L. Jackson then said "So I guess, either way, it works out to about 50/50." We all shared a grim laugh, and then Sam and I went back into the living room, where he said "You know that was just bullshit about the 50/50 thing?" And I replied, no, actually, every situation comes down to a 50-50 shot: It will either happen or it won't." This seemed to comfort him, greatly. At this point Brian Cox's character starts looking at the genetically engineered vampire spiders with a kind of longing, and started performing experiments on them, first taking a syringe of his blood, and then preparing to inject it into the spiders. That's when the scene cut away (and how I knew it was a Sci-Fi movie; there are some direction cues you just know).
Next scene was him chasime me down the hall, and me firing my 9mm at the giant spider creature. It, of course, did nothing. I ran into the room where the people from the department were sleeping, and i told them what was going on. At this point ist started to feel like some kind of horror story fairy tale, and this kid Brandon from school had what looked to be a cross between a revolver, a Gatling gun, and a grenade launcher, and he loaded it while sitting in bed, apologising for not believing me. I opened the door and the creature came in, and looked behind the door, and started trying to eazt me, while everyone else was frozen in place, not knowing what to do. I woke up.
Somewhere, in there, was something about the vinyl version of Veruca Salt's "Eight Arms to Hold You," and somehting about new episodes of "Avatar" on the TiVo, becaue I'm addicted to that show (you were right,
mr_hinzelmann), and I watched most of "High Fidelity" yesterday. Today? Have some crazy-awesome
mech_angel art: That's a link. Ta.
