Mind Theatre

[cornerofmadness]

It was a strange melange of dream images this morning. What I remember is that it opened with me and evil_little_dog being in a rather futuristic city in Viet Nam (yeah I have no idea) to present at an anime conference. Present what I have no idea now nor did I in my dream. We were both in a bit of a panic since we had no idea when we were supposed to be doing this or on what. In fact, we got there day two of the conference and it was possible we missed our time. We were looking at the con schedule which was in English but there were literally hundreds of speakers and we couldn't find our names anywhere.

Then the dream twisted and I have no idea where ELD went but now I was with a rugged man, older than me and I got the idea he was my lover (odd really since he was so not my type in physical appearance and age). He was in the protection/private investigator mode. The futuristic city was gone replaced by the old brownstone type buildings. We went inside to talk to this little old lady. We were there to protect her and we were trying to get her to leave her apartment and come with us but she didn't want to go. THen we heard something. We looked and could see this man against the glass of the bathroom window which was huge. My lover waved us back and pulled his gun. I got the lady down on the floor figuring the bullets would be flying at standing person height then rooted around to find some sort of weapon. I came up with an 'artist's tool,' basically a razor on a long stick.

We heard gun shots then my lover came back to give us the all clear but he had missed the mastermind. I knew this mastermind too (and he looked a little like Hugh Laurie as House). He got the jump on my lover and I reached up and slashed his throat on one side with the razor and we were all surprised it worked (mainly because I was in slow mo and frankly anyone could have batted that away). He started doing the evil villian monologue and I told him that was a scratch but i'd kill him next time if he didn't go away.

Instead he jams a knife through my lover's face. He's screaming. The old lady is scream and I slash the hell out of the evil mastermind's throat. Blood is gushing everywhere. I was trying to find the phone to call 911 when I woke up.

my brain has its own special source of crack

Comments

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Oh, your dreams.

I love that we're so knowledgeable about anime that we can do talks. How'd that happen?

[cornerofmadness.livejournal.com]

and that we had the money to travel to Viet Nam

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

That, too.