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.

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(Yeah, another chat log to sum up a very short dream. Sadly I haven't had the epic dreams or even anything very good much lately.)

tirsden: ohsweeet :3 I know I had a dream about Aster and Kouri [Shai's character] but I can't remember D: ... and something at the end about Steve Martin with a ton of kids like that movie Cheaper By The Dozen
shai: Lol
tirsden: they were all fishing and two kids from another family walked by... "wanna fish?" "nah we're making toy sets" "how do you do that in the middle of a forest? O.o " "imagination" ......*two of Steve's kids run off leaving their poles behind*
tirsdendreams: (alreddy ded)
I was playing the game The 7th Guest but I was really in the game, which is about a haunted house. I was wandering around the house, and it really didn't look anything like the one in the game; if anything, it looked more like the trashed version in the sequel The 11th Hour. This didn't bother me though, I didn't notice in the dream. I suddenly found a new area in the house, which was strange because nobody had ever mentioned or found it before, and I knew how to beat the game without even going into the new section. If I remember right there was a passage in the back of a closet and it went into some secret rooms including one with a bunch of old-fashioned toys in it, like dolls and wooden things. The colors in these areas were mostly dirty browns.

While I was looking for clues as to why this other section of the house was even available in the game, I seemed to know that old man Stauff (the game's villain) was coming home, and going to be in the area I was in shortly. I tried to run away, and kept ahead of him until I was almost out of the room with the old toys. He caught me there with his long creepy tongue (a hint at the weird ending to the real game) and absorbed me into the spirit realm. In other words my body disappeared and I became a ghost. I think I was stuck in that room or that area of the house from then on, and it seems like someone else found the new area finally and was trying to figure out if there was a way to help me.

I don't remember the rest.

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tirsdendreams: (redefinition of me)
I dreamed about a lot of things last night (yeah, took Unisom, that seems to make it worse). The only one I'm going to get into though is a brief visit to the world of Riddick, except he'd been dropped into a more modern day earth setting.

It started at night on a passenger train, sort of Amtrack idea mixed with a Japanese bullet train (it went very fast, in other words). Riddick had been captured by either a cop or a federal agent. I am not sure if Riddick killed him, or if circumstances allowed him to get away, but something happened to make the power on various sections of the train go out, and Riddick had escaped.

I became him, and found an empty passenger compartment. There were people or guards searching the train, but not very well, like they were only worried that weird things were going on with the train's power, not that a dangerous criminal was on the loose. I climbed up into a baggage rack to hide for a moment (above one row of seats, it was kinda like the cabins they have in Harry Potter on the Hogwarts Express). A guard went by, opened the door, and shone a flashlight around the compartment but not up towards the ceiling where I was hiding.

After he left, I opened or kicked out the window, then pulled the emergency break cord. When the train was going slow enough (but still fairly fast) I jumped and caught a lamp post or something like that, and then slid to the ground. I wanted to get as far away from the tracks and the whole area as possible, there was the thought in my mind that the guy who'd captured me earlier was still alive and would come after me.

The area was very wooded, a lot of pine trees, but I could see the lights of a town in the valley ahead. I was thinking of finding transportation or stealing some money or something there, if I could do it without being seen or word of my actions getting to the agent guy too quickly. Heh, I was definitely in the mind of a criminal for this dream. As I was heading for the lights though, some guy showed up on an embankment beside me and asked me if I needed a ride. Then he said, "Here comes one!" and there was a bright light beyond the embankment. Ahead of me was a sort of road/path cut into the grass and trees, and a semi truck came barreling through at high speed. The guy on the embankment jumped and managed to grab something on the truck and away he went on top of the truck.

I got to the top of the embankment and thought about trying to catch a ride in this new, weird way, but then I noticed that I was near a sidewalk. And suddenly it was broad daylight. The sidewalk went into a suburban neighborhood, but first you had to go under these weirdly trimmed trees, they were like big squared off blocks of hedge that hadn't been pruned up high enough, and stretched out to the street. There was a guy on the far side of the hedges, standing on the sidewalk amongst a bunch of kids toys (like Little Tikes stuff). He was wearing a grey suit and looked kinda sleezy (he had a goatee and shoulder length greasy black hair that was wavy, kinda looked like Yanni on drugs), but I could tell he was a cop. The thought that he was a crooked cop went through my head.

I guess I decided to find out, for whatever reason, because I went towards him (under the stupid tree things) and he invited me into his house, which was the one he was standing in front of. I think he even knew who I was. I followed him inside, to the back of the house, which had high ceilings and seemed nicely and simply decorated, sort of a mix of beach house and Ikea stuff. The walls and ceiling were white, and most of the decor was as well, although I think the carpet was a very light blue, as were some of the accents. It felt to me like the perfect setting for a fake goody two shoes cop and his perfect family. I knew better... the dude HAD to be crooked. Call it criminal instinct.

There was a little girl, the man's daughter, and she was coloring at a table in the room we'd come to, it must have been the living room, attached to a kitchen with a bar. The little girl was coloring with crayons (or colored markers?) on a very long piece of white paper, on the coffee table by the couch. She wasn't sitting on the couch, just on the floor by the coffee table. She asked me if I wanted to color too. She was probably only about seven years old.

I think all I did was sit down on the couch, and there was a discussion over who was going to make lunch, and what it was going to be. I think the mother of the family was around, and said she'd make it, and the father and girl had a feeling it would be all nasty health-foodish, so one of them decided to make it instead. I remember thinking I'd be relatively safe for the moment, and maybe the cop had some ideas for my particular skill set, or a way to get me out of the area without the agent finding me. My odds of surviving by hanging out at this place seemed about as good as anything else.

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!