tirsdendreams: (cray-zee)
I was standing on a sidewalk in a city somewhere, but the area I was in was really wide open. I looked up at the sky, and saw a huge flock of seagulls going by. I remember thinking that was bizarre, as we don't get seagulls here like ever. (So apparently, the city was local to me in Maryland.)

Then suddenly it was like every beak in that flock turned directly towards me, and all I could really see was a whole lot of pointy things lining up and I knew they were going to come after me. There was something next to me... a baby stroller or a shopping cart? Can't remember what exactly, but it had a blanket over part of it and I pulled the blanket off and hid under it.

This didn't work as well as it could have, as the birds arrived and started trying to jab at me through it. Owwww! I think someone else showed up and scared them off more by accident than actually trying, and I told them about the weirdness of the attack and that now I was paranoid all the birds were out to get me. They seemed to sort of half believe me.

The next part I remember was going to a warehouse by the water, a huge lake or river. I went inside and started preparing like 80's montage getting-dressed-in-super-hero-outfit style. Mind you, the end result was sort of steampunk anime goth and my weapon was a broom that had a broken part near the bristle end, yet still remained attached somehow almost like there was a rope inside it. This let the end of the broom swing around at the point where it was broken. And the finishing touch: a pair of dark sunglasses. Because nobody is truly cool without shades, man.

I went back outside and could see a ridiculous amount of birds flocking far over the water. I yelled some sort of challenge at them (probably something totally stellar, like, "Come get me, you assholes!"), and the flock started looking severely agitated and almost boiling with energy. Weirdly enough, the birds seemed to start almost melting together, merging into this weird almost digital-looking sphere-ish shape with white and purple 8-bit triangle patterns on it, that didn't really keep its shape very well but came flying over the water towards me.

Batter up! I swung my broom right into it as it arrived and... the broom kinda got stuck in it, like the thing was sticky. Trying to pull it out just made it suck in further... and then somehow the whole thing transformed into a short gay fashion-designer guy in a black suit and trendy short black haircut. He said he was sorry for the trouble and that things had been taken care of. So... I walked back towards the nearby house with him (that was apparently mine) and offered for him to come in and have drinks.

Then I woke up.

tirsdendreams: (down the bunny pit)
I'm not exactly sure how this one started, but there was a problem inside the ground floor of a building in an area that was something like a college campus or possibly a government or business plaza with the same sort of feel to it. I remember as the plot moved along elsewhere (the plot that I can't remember now, guh), I saw the Tardis appear somewhere out of the way, like a cut-to shot in a TV show.

The problem was in a specific room in this building, and outside of the room was a hallway and small lobby with the main doors to the outside. The Doctor (10th, as in Hot Scottish Doctor) and Rose went into the room to try and fix it while I stayed out in the lobby. Whatever they were trying to do to fix it apparently made things much worse, and suddenly they came running out of the room. A few moments later a large black sphere that was growing from the central point of the "problem" began to show through the walls of the room.

It was some kind of black hole, except without the gravitational pull and anything that it touched simply ceased to exist wherever it fell into that space. And since the thing was growing steadily larger, that was going to be an issue especially as it seemed this growth wouldn't stop possibly ever. At this point, dream logic started substituting the wrong people in for the Doctor but we'll just keep calling him that and move on.

Dream logic also shortly failed by putting the singularity out in the lobby as if it had always been there, and it was now about a foot shorter than an average person, and floating just above the floor. Due to the fact that running away was just delaying the inevitable (which didn't stop most people who knew about it), I stood on the far side of the thing from the Doctor as we tried to puzzle out some way to stop it. He finally said something to the effect of, "Oh, whatever," and smacked it with his hand.

This worked. His hand didn't disappear forever into it, instead deflating the part he hit as if it were a big balloon whose surface gave to pressure, like rising dough. So we both set about smacking the thing to diminish its size, and this continued to work until it was so small it fit in a ziplock sandwich bag (which, yes, somehow decided to materialize in the dream). It was breaking up into tiny bits at this point, and it looked like teeny grains of black, round sand.

I was the only one doing anything to it right now, as shaking the bag continued to shrink the stuff. But I decided to stop for a moment and we watched it to see if it would stay like that. The tiny spheres started growing again and I felt one bite into the skin of my finger where it was under the bag. Well so much for that, I went back to jiggling the things into nonexistence. And thus they were gone, to jubilations from the froofy-haired Doctor.

Then I woke up.

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Description:
There's a land somewhere deep in Tirsden's subconscious where chaos holds sway and pigs fly.

Strengths:
Often vivid and exciting, like a script yet to be written.

Weaknesses:
Nightmares and episodes of wakefulness.

Special Skills:
Flying, gender switching, lucidity.

Weapons:
Dream logic.

Special Moments:
Being Riddick and kicking ass. Being "Bea" from Kill Bill and kicking ass. Being Indiana Jones and kicking ass. Generally... kicking ass!