tirsdendreams: (unknown danger)
I think I started this dream as a character very similar to Evelyn from The Mummy (the original one). I was in the back "yard" of a dusty Egyptian house in an area with a lot of old stonework, and most of the yard was on an incline because there was a ton of sand going upwards further away from the stonework house. This wasn't specifically an archaeological dig site, as I think the general area was still lived-in.

I vaguely remember telling Jonathan (from the same Mummy movie) that this was a spot where an ancient temple had been buried under the sand. Then I went up the sand embankment further back into the "yard" where there was a more levelled-off area.

This new area was almost like a second back yard, and I noticed bits of what seemed like another temple half-buried under the sand. At first, they were more the scale that would make sense for an actual temple, but as I started looking around, it was more like a huge model of a very large temple. I was able to remove some chunks of hardened sand that were almost like big, loose stones around one particular section of the model, and got the uneasy feeling that I wasn't actually sure how stable any of the ground here was, especially near the parts where the temple-model poked through the sand-ground.

I mentioned to Jonathan that the lower area of the back yard we'd already passed through had a temple buried under it, and that Indiana Jones had gone through it in a previous movie. (This is the first of several references to the dream actually being a movie of some sort, and yet it was also real-life, and I never seem to bridge the mental gap there.) I added something like, "You know, the one where he runs through going 'RAAAR RAAAR RAAAR!'" and Jonathan said something to the effect of, "Yes, and the Egyptian Government buried that temple on purpose."

I waved my hand like that wouldn't be an issue, and then said something like, "Oh, well I will have to poke around my contacts and see if I can do something about that."

By that point I seemed to have forgotten that the ground might be unstable, as I ended up sitting on the ground looking through that bit of temple model I'd uncovered better. There were miniature trucks and other more modern accouterments that definitely didn't fit for something untouched. Someone had been here recently and it almost looked like they were planing something, but what?

Then I found a miniature crate by one of the trucks, and looked through it. I said, "Come look at this, Indy." I don't remember Jonathan being around any more at this point, I think the dream forgot him, but hey, we traded for Indiana Jones, I guess? Anyways, I had picked up one of the small figures that was being stored in the crate; the figure being about as wide as a Lego minifig but about twice as tall, not blocky, but about the same amount of articulation.

The figure was me. I was dressed a bit like Princess Leia in a white pants suit kind of outfit, and from this point I think I was supposed to be a weird Leia ripoff character in the dream-movie. There was also a figure of Indiana Jones and a few other characters who were supposed to be in this movie, good guys and bad guys alike. I'm not 100% sure, but I think there was a Darth Vader in there as well.

Indy agreed the discovery was pretty spooky and this must be something the bad guys were using. Maybe we could find some kind of clue to what they were up to if we kept looking. He wasn't the only person around, but I don't remember who the other people were, aside from friends or allies. The next thing I remember is saying, "I found a new one of me, and it has batteries."

I was holding a figure of me that had the top half covered in plastic packaging, with a tab coming out of it like the sort that you pull out of an electronic item that has batteries, and the tab is keeping the batteries from connecting and wasting power until the thing has been bought. I took off the packaging and pulled the tab, and there was a tiny button on the back of the figure.

I pressed it, and the sound was so quiet with other people making noise around me that I had to hold the toy to my ear. It said a line of mine from the movie (that we were currently in, but I still wasn't connecting the dots completely). I kept pressing the button and listening, and it had a lot of my lines. Then I heard something that made me say, "That's not even from this movie, that's from like... an improv I was in."

I checked Indy's figure again and realized it did actually have a button. His lines were a lot longer, and I listened to a few of those. Then one played that wasn't familiar, and I realized it must not have happened yet.

The line was spoken in a tone that gave me the impression he was reluctantly working for the bad guys, but I figured he must just be pretending to do so. Part of it was him saying, "Yeah yeah, fly from [city name I've forgotten] to [other city name I've forgotten] on the top of an airplane," and I was starting to visualize what he was saying. The dream pulled me into the visual of him standing on top of a stunt plane flying through the air, and suddenly another plane flew past. I watched myself in a flaming stunt suit jump from the other plane onto Indy's.

The flames went out as I held onto his plane with him, and the plane was attempting to fly towards its destination which wasn't terribly far away, but the winds were high and impossibly-tall phone lines and hanging-bridge supports were making the path difficult.

Then I woke up.

tirsdendreams: (leave it all behind)
I was outside somewhere near my randomly dream-created house, with my randomly dream-created parents. They were apparently Russian, while I was born in the US and had grown up here. Also, my husband was a modern-day version of Indiana Jones, at about age 40-45. He was back at the house as this started.

My parents were saying goodbye to me, as they were about to go out of the country for a while on vacation. My mother said something very strange, about the weather here and how it was too bad she would miss seeing me when it would be "17C" as in seventeen degrees Celsius. (In reality after waking up, I figured out via conversion website that this is just over 60 degrees Fahrenheit but that was way beyond the ability for dream logic to figure out.) I realized that she was talking about a very low temperature that matched exactly with nuclear winter. They were leaving by then, I don't remember how (car? charter plane? was there a dream-logic construed airport there for a few minutes? I seriously don't remember, but it seemed like once they were gone they were gone) so I just sort of pretended to say goodbye and right around then Indy showed up.

I suddenly proposed that we go on vacation, and I remember having a map out and wondering what the blast radius was for a nuclear bomb if it was aimed at our general location. I think we were kind of near a big city, I was trying to mentally juggle whether or not my parents were literally finding some way to nuke me specifically, and whatever else died by collateral damage... or if this was a threat to something major near us that they knew about and was just... convenient to their own desires. Why they wanted to kill me was anybody's guess.

I wanted to go north, and I remember thinking that we didn't really have to take anything with us as the whole point was to get the hell out as fast as we could. I can't remember if I told him why we had to get out of there... being worried that we might not have enough time to tell anyone else or we'd die too... I think I did tell him, but everything was getting really muddled up.

Then I woke up.

tirsdendreams: (unknown danger)
The first part involved being an intern student somewhere very cold, possibly the Arctic but an actual place never came up. I think I was a bit younger, maybe early 20's, and my personality seemed a bit "please everyone" sheepy and also a bit timid. I remember having blonde ringlets too.

I was staying in the science complex wherever this was, and I think we were supposed to go out and do some research that day but it was too blizzardy so it was called off for the day. Then I realized that two of the guys on the team had stubbornly headed off to try anyways. There was a break in the weather and the team leader was worried about them so he said he was going to go find them and I went with him.

Somewhere in the process of getting up this very slippery hillside-mountain (dream logic was failing on this climb so bad) the team leader became Indiana Jones. When we got to the top, there was a continuation of mountains and hills and open grassy spaces and we were confused because there seemed to be no snow or ice at all! I think we found at least one of the guys we were looking for, and as we were puzzling over the scenery he said, "No, look, there's still some snow over here!" and went to pat the ground on a very steep, grassy slope. There was a few little tiny (and I mean a few inches across) remnants of snow there, and under the grass the ground did seem very solid, like it was frozen.

Then some odd scientist guy showed up and said something about how a corporation had claimed this land and they were going to use it for whatever they saw fit. He claimed it was dead land and nothing could grow properly anymore. I saw a little wildflower a ways off and tried to point it out to Dr. Jones and he nodded surruptitiously and I knew I was supposed to go get it. As I went to go pick it, I realized the more flowers I found the more I could prove the corporate guy was lying.

Thus ensued a logic-busting scavenger hunt for flowers. I found various wildflowers in all sorts of colors (I remember purple and yellow the most), even something like cherry blossoms on trees, and some more garden-like flowers, some of which seemed to be dying as if they'd come up too early and gotten caught by frost, but I got some of them too. Someone was following me, a goon from the corporate guy's people, and before much longer I had to run back and show Dr. Jones the flowers before the bad guy(s) stopped me.

Dr. Jones presented the evidence and the jig looked like it was up, and I remember this scene seeming a lot more alive around us as far as nature went, almost like the area itself was fighting back while we were arguing with the corporate guy.

Then I woke up.

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Character Sheet

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!