After having a conversation with Fea last night about how I never remember dreams well enough to be able to post, I have a dream that I remember well enough to post. Go figure.
It started out as a cohort from school and myself running a Pride meeting (as we are wont to do), in which Shasta and Boromir88 were present. We were going around the circle saying something interesting about ourselves, and my fabulous fact involved pointing at the two of them and exclaiming "I met the two of them online!" in a total 'Ima two year old' happy voice.
This somehow managed to morph into the same group of people (minus Shasta and Boro, unfortunately) being roped into playing a Werewolf game modded by Keeper of Dol Guldur (the actual owner of the account, not me highjacking it
) who got a hair cut and came up with some concept for the game involving black sludge of some kind and myself. Of course we completely fail at getting our shenanigans together and the game never actually got played, but the concept was there.