Apr. 11th, 2017

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Last night, I dreamed of being in an arcade or something. There was some fighting or wrestling game or something that I was looking at. Someone had wandered off, and left a lot of credits in it, so I was playing for free.

Don't remember anything else about that one

Next, I dreamed that I was on another planet, in a big garage type thing, working on a space ship. It was supposed to be a really old, classic space ship, and even so, I didn't really know what I was doing. I was supposed to be swapping out whatever passes for a space ship engine, and figuring it out as I go. I think someone was with me, and I knew that I was part of a larger team.

In the middle of this, someone came to get me, because there had been a murder. I went to see what had been going on, and there was a house, with a dead body in at least half the rooms. All of my team mated had been killed in various horrifying ways. Which was really odd, because we were like space traveling super heroes. They were all really cool looking, various aliens or whatever, I guess. There was a huge purple guy, a blue girl, a green person of indeterminate gender. There were other ones too, but I the details are eluding me.

As I was trying to figure out what the heck had happened, my team mates began to return to the house. Like... Duplicated of them, to discover their own dead bodies. Eventually everyone showed up. We were trying to figure it all out. Were the dead ones fakes? Clones? Were the dead ones the original ones, and the living ones clones? It was a whole big thing, and it was really detailed and going all over the place. I wish I could remember more specifics, but that's all that I have.

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The people sitting / standing near me at work today are thoroughly fucking awful. They are chatting and being totally shitty and judgmental about... IDK who. Someone one of them knows or... something? I have been able to hear part of it, and it's turned my stomach. People are fucking terrible in general, but these people.... Awful to the bone. Reminds me of why I wear my Work Disguise, I guess. They're relatively young, too, which is a sad shame. It must be really stressful to live life being so fucking worried about how other people dress etc, that it makes someone act like they are. I wouldn't even be sad right now, if they all fell over shitting themselves.

Fuckin' turds.

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