Barrow-Down Dreams

[Eorl of Rohan]

Skittish Kasmir? That's flattering.

[THE Ka]

moderators had chosen to rename themselves the gypsy cats.

Do not ask why, (this immediately means yes, you should) but that has me thinking about the play Cats. Which makes me think of the book it was based upon, which leads to a strange thought that some of these felines will try to start a thread similar to: The *NEW, NEW* Barrow-Downs Felinus Photograve Page... Where the felines would post their human 'pets' and try to have each other guess who's is who's.


~ Aesthete

[The Only Real Estel]

I had a rare, though short, dream a few nights ago.

All I can remember is it had to do with Fea starting up another Avatars thread. Something along the lines of "Favorite BDers Avatars" where you listed the BDer who's avatars you liked best of something. You know, not quite a duplicate but close enough that the B-W shut it down. Suprisingly, the thread had 35 replies before it was closed.

Again, strange dreams...when I have them.

[Lhunardawen]

Originally Posted by Eomer of the Rohirrim

Another dream about me? To quote Franz Ferdinand, "You're lucky, lucky, you're so lucky!"

Will you get the Mordor out of my subconscious? If I ever see you in my dreams again I'll...I'll...

Originally Posted by Bêthberry

Lhuna was a beloved burmese

Me a feline? How luuurrrvvvely.

And how could you do that to your poor cat?

[the guy who be short]

I dreamt that the dead author Asimov rose again to join the Downs. He pos-repped me for a post, but I can't remember what.

[Shelob]

Alright, the dream's a couple of days old...I actually had it three nights ago, but I haven't had computer access until now...

~~

Some of my school friends and I (enough to be a class of about 12 kids) were on a field trip for school at this large, and apparently important, house. While in this house we all suddenly, and for no apparent reason, die. Due to our sudden demise we're told we have to go down to hell, and convienently there's a staircase to hell just through the next door.

So we troop down to hell where we find out that we need a certain number of points to get in (orginially I think theses were amusement park tickets, eventually they warped into Barrowdowns Rep-points). Everyone else of my friends had enough points to get in, but I didn't and I was really annoyed about this so I stomp off in anger.

At that point all my friends decided that they'd rather go play werewolf with me than stay in Hell. So they all troop out of hell and we go to this room, just around the corner, that's been specifically designed to play werewolf in.

AbercrombieofRohan then chimes in saying "Well have fun with that, 'cause it HURTS when you die." We're then informed that there's something wrong with the room and that we're not actually supposed to feel anything.

While debating whether or not to play in the broken room a murder takes place right near our group (think about 1/3 to 1/2 of an average city block away). Of course we all turn to watch. When the murderer's done he turns to start running away and we all turn to go back to our discussion when out of nowhere (also, conviently, the middle of our group) appears The Phantom who proceeds to tackle the murderer to the ground.

~~

At that point my brother woke me up...it's not directly Barrowdowns Related, but it does connect and it was far too entertaining to pass up...

[Bêthberry]

Originally Posted by Lhunardawen

And how could you do that to your poor cat?

Do what to my 'poor cat'? Let her sleep by my pillow? I have no choice. She surveyed the territory and settled where she willed.

[Lhunardawen]

This, Bêthberry:

...I rose to let my cat out the door.

I was assuming you did that in the middle of the night...