Mythology for *everybody*...

[triadruid]

Just woke up from an epic level field battle in my dream. Cast of thousands, really. It wasn't any recognizable mythology/setting, because while I had on the black Asha'man coat we made for Dragon*Con, I was functioning more as a sniper with a rifle. Other people were in armor or had swords ... including featherynscale, who was some sort of Japanese seductress, in the red "Bast" dress. She had the revelation that niveus_tigris, who was on my side, was none other than Sir Bors in disguise, and she was either going to kill him, or marry him, or possibly both... She happened to reveal this while standing 3' from my hiding spot, so I gave him a forward-curved knife to defend himself with against her surprise attack, and he ended up carving her skin in a dozen light ways - I'm not sure if he was actually trying to kill her, or flirt with her. She remarked that it would be a pity to die in a dress she had specially made for the occasion, which is when he pointed out that he was only harming her, and not the dress (presumably it was ScotchGarded™).

But all of this distracted me from my primary mission at this point, which was to assassinate drummel when the battle started - he was apparently one of the highest ranking enemy commanders. I had seen him earlier, when we did a PA-system announcement of my presence, and I rode a horse all the way around the battlefield (very sneaky, that), but he was distracted because he was looking for his mother... who was possibly The Morrighan. In any case, she was even better in battle than he was, and was flying overhead of the entire scene, unbeknownst to him.

And about that point I woke up, and blinked a lot.

Comments

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

Wow. Next thing you'll be ranting in the Old Tongue without knowing it. Oh wait, that's what MY character's supposed to do.

bastard

[rio-luna.livejournal.com]

you NEVER dream about me...

bitch.

Re: bastard

[wildnsquirrelly.livejournal.com]

Aw, that's not fair. He didn't say you weren't in it, just that you weren't directly there trying to kill him. Surely that's a good thing?

in the dream time

[rio-luna.livejournal.com]

there are no small parts, only small actors

Re: bastard

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

Also, just because I don't mention the dirty little daydreams in which you figure, is no reason to assume that you're never in them....errr, was that out loud?

crustimoney proseedcake

[rio-luna.livejournal.com]

as long as that's all it is, then that would be fine, said Pooh humbly.

must...stop..flirting...

[(Anonymous)]

have...become...a monogamite...must stop...flirting....urghhhhh!

Re: must...stop..flirting...

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

How can I stop tormenting you if I don't know who you are?

[capriciouslass.livejournal.com]

I think the fucked up dream fairy was working overtime last night. We had some pretty strange ones here too.

[fionnabhar.livejournal.com]

Now that you mention it, yeah, same here. I only have vague scraps, but it involved being somewhere I wasn't supposed be, having it be vitally important to wake somebody up, and a zit. That's all I remember, but it was weird.

[leiandra.livejournal.com]

Here too. I woke up several times (like every 2 hours) going "WTF?"

[saffronhare.livejournal.com]

Huh. I simply had dreams in which I kept being unable to resist kissing blonde men (fortunately, I didn't recognize any of them. And I have a Rule Against Blondes, you know.

The apocolypse is coming, I swear.

Quit laughing. It's not funny.

[triadruid.livejournal.com]

Who's laughing?

[featherynscale.livejournal.com]

I'm laughing. But that's cause I'm *over here* and she's *over there*.