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Hookbill the Goomba · 07-20-2007, 05:12 AM

Last night I had an odd little dream.
I was on a train going somewhere, I cannot remember where, with a friend of mine. When we got to the station we saw Gil-Galad and the Phantom. They started laughing at my friends name for some reason. Then we walked up some stairs that seemed to go on for ages. When we got to the top we were in Lord's Cricket Ground and there was a game on. But the players refused to play while the Phantom was there because he had recently done something to the batsman.
The last thing I remember was us all running around looking for the exit but they were all filled with boxes of cricket balls.

Gil-Galad · 07-20-2007, 11:18 AM

Me and The Phantom are sneaky like that...

alatar · 07-22-2007, 07:58 PM

Finally a dream without wargs or wolves or the sense of simmering evil. The dream that I had last night took its typical twists and turns through my past, present and possible future, but for a moment it hovered at the Downs.

There was to be some sort of fund raiser, not for the Downs but by the Downs for someone or something in need. Estelyn Telcontar contributed her writing desk, on which her keyboard sat, that formerly was the same desk that some saint from long past used to beautifully illuminate vellum tomes. The thing was priceless, or at least at my salary, and was dear to her, but she was willing to donate it to the cause anyway.

Sometimes even I can dream nice.*

*Note that my youngest slept, for the first time in her life, through the night for two consecutive nights.

the guy who be short · 07-24-2007, 04:25 AM

I had a couple of innovative werewolf dreams last night, the second with strong Harry Potter influences which I'm sure you'll understand given the current climate.

In the first, on a werewolf game, Mith and two other female-Downers whose names I've forgotten were wolves. I had a new role, the Hearer (like the Seer, see?). As Hearer, I could read all of the PMs the wolves sent to one another.

In the second dream, we were playing werewolf in real life again, all sitting on chairs in a hall. I can only remember a few of the people there - the two wolves, Brinn and Lhuna. I think we lynched Brinn, but something very odd happened with Lhuna. Instead of being lynched, she was exorcised. In my dream, she morphed into a single sweetcorn pod. The middle part, the Werewolf, was squeezed out of her, making her innocent. Then she turned into a human again.

To prevent Lhuna reaching her exorcised-wolf-soul again, somebody used a levicorpus spell (technically it should have been wingardium leviosa) to raise it far above her head, and a shield charm to protect it against intrusion.

I think, later on, there was an Accio Lhuna spell from a different room, but that's it.

I wonder if Kath is using all of these dreams to study my sanity...

Lhunardawen · 07-24-2007, 08:47 AM

You possess one of the strangest subconsciouses I have ever encountered, tgwbs.

Sweetcorn pod? But sweetcorn - not pod - what fruit type -?

*shuts up*

I think Levicorpus is more appropriate, because souls are, well, not inanimate. Don't you think it would be wonderful to see wolf-souls dangling in the air with their ankles up?

Accio Lhuna? Now why would anyone want to say that?

Legate of Amon Lanc · 07-24-2007, 10:57 AM

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Originally Posted by tgwbs

I had a new role, the Hearer (like the Seer, see?). As Hearer, I could read all of the PMs the wolves sent to one another.

Hmm... really interesting idea. Sometimes it happens inspiration comes from dreams... I think, with some little modifications, it could be even usable as a role... interesting. Most interesting.

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Originally Posted by Lhuna

Accio Lhuna? Now why would anyone want to say that?

You tell us

Lhunardawen · 07-24-2007, 11:07 AM

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Originally Posted by Legate of Amon Lanc

Hmm... really interesting idea. Sometimes it happens inspiration comes from dreams... I think, with some little modifications, it could be even usable as a role... interesting. Most interesting.

You know you're obsessed with Werewolf when you take dreams about it seriously...

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You tell us

How could I, when I probably wouldn't even say those words myself?

07-20-2007, 05:12 AM	#1
Hookbill the Goomba Alive without breath Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla Posts: 5,912	Last night I had an odd little dream. I was on a train going somewhere, I cannot remember where, with a friend of mine. When we got to the station we saw Gil-Galad and the Phantom. They started laughing at my friends name for some reason. Then we walked up some stairs that seemed to go on for ages. When we got to the top we were in Lord's Cricket Ground and there was a game on. But the players refused to play while the Phantom was there because he had recently done something to the batsman. The last thing I remember was us all running around looking for the exit but they were all filled with boxes of cricket balls. __________________ I think that if you want facts, then The Downer Newspaper is probably the place to go. I know! I read it once. THE PHANTOM AND ALIEN: The Legend of the Golden Bus Ticket...

07-20-2007, 11:18 AM	#2
Gil-Galad Psyche of Prince Immortal Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Above a Parapet Obvious exits are: North, South, and Dennis Posts: 4,734	Me and The Phantom are sneaky like that... __________________ Love doesn't blow up and get killed.

07-22-2007, 07:58 PM	#3
alatar Doubting Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Dec 2004 Location: Heaven's basement Posts: 2,466	No wargs! Finally a dream without wargs or wolves or the sense of simmering evil. The dream that I had last night took its typical twists and turns through my past, present and possible future, but for a moment it hovered at the Downs. There was to be some sort of fund raiser, not for the Downs but by the Downs for someone or something in need. Estelyn Telcontar contributed her writing desk, on which her keyboard sat, that formerly was the same desk that some saint from long past used to beautifully illuminate vellum tomes. The thing was priceless, or at least at my salary, and was dear to her, but she was willing to donate it to the cause anyway. Sometimes even I can dream nice.* Note that my youngest slept, for the first time in her life, through the night for two* consecutive nights. __________________ There is naught that you can do, other than to resist, with hope or without it.

07-24-2007, 04:25 AM	#4
the guy who be short Shadowed Prince Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thulcandra Posts: 2,343	I had a couple of innovative werewolf dreams last night, the second with strong Harry Potter influences which I'm sure you'll understand given the current climate. In the first, on a werewolf game, Mith and two other female-Downers whose names I've forgotten were wolves. I had a new role, the Hearer (like the Seer, see?). As Hearer, I could read all of the PMs the wolves sent to one another. In the second dream, we were playing werewolf in real life again, all sitting on chairs in a hall. I can only remember a few of the people there - the two wolves, Brinn and Lhuna. I think we lynched Brinn, but something very odd happened with Lhuna. Instead of being lynched, she was exorcised. In my dream, she morphed into a single sweetcorn pod. The middle part, the Werewolf, was squeezed out of her, making her innocent. Then she turned into a human again. To prevent Lhuna reaching her exorcised-wolf-soul again, somebody used a levicorpus spell (technically it should have been wingardium leviosa) to raise it far above her head, and a shield charm to protect it against intrusion. I think, later on, there was an Accio Lhuna spell from a different room, but that's it. I wonder if Kath is using all of these dreams to study my sanity...

07-24-2007, 08:47 AM	#5
Lhunardawen Hauntress of the Havens Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: IN it, but not OF it Posts: 2,538	You possess one of the strangest subconsciouses I have ever encountered, tgwbs. Sweetcorn pod? But sweetcorn - not pod - what fruit type -? shuts up I think Levicorpus is more appropriate, because souls are, well, not inanimate. Don't you think it would be wonderful to see wolf-souls dangling in the air with their ankles up? Accio Lhuna? Now why would anyone want to say that?