Barrow-Down Dreams

[Rikae]

I had a dream that Nogrod and I were running around a city sending secret messages to Diamond18, Rune, theguywhobeshort, littlemanpoet, my two teenage daughters (who don't have accounts here), and Mac, telling them to come to a secret meeting in order to thwart the US government's attempts to start world war three.

These messages had to be top secret and included leaving a particular jar of jam in TGWBS' desk, mailing Rune a bunch of flowers, and sending a coded postcard to Diamond by pigeon.

After you read this post, eat it.

[Galadriel55]

I had a dream today, which reminded me that I still didn't post two dreams I had a while ago. Here they are:

The first one was about Kuru's werewolf game. I dreamed that Mith was scried and found out to be a wolf, and I went "what the hell, she looked so innocent!" But then my smart conscious realized that this is just a dream, and began posting all the reasons that if Mith is shown to be a wolf in a dream, it doesn't necessarily imply that she's a wolf in the non-dream game. I really wanted her to be innocent.

The second occurred in the land of Westeros. Reek was sent to inspect the cities of Barrowtown (I wonder why my subconscious picked that one ) and Gulltown. Barrowtown turned out to be alright, but in Gulltown Reek found Mith and decided she was a problem. A brief dialogue ensued, at the end of which one of them turned into a giant werewolf and ate the other (can't remember which one though).

And today, I dreamed that Mith is actually a noisy woman in her late twenties, with dirty blonde hair and uncomfortably bright lip stick. She barely stays quiet and talks in a very vulgar manner. Also, apparently she is engaged to an old rich man. I've uncovered your secrets, Mith!


On a related note, Mith seems to be possessing my subconscious.

[Mithalwen]

Blimey.. I suppose I should read GOT sometime.

Hmm I spend a lot of my time quietly but when I am with friends or family can be really chatty but I hope not vulgar though I do have a naughty sense of humour it tends to be more double entendre.. than outright vulgar..though I can't say I never swear. I do regard it as a failure.now

Late twenties..I wish ... in some ways .. others not. Natural colour was dark strawberry blonde ..ok a bit ginger but there is nothing natural about it now... the lipstick is hysterical. I seldom wear makeup and it tends to be very subtle as I am so pale that most of it makes me look orange which is not a good look with rusty hair.

OOh as for the old rich man... maybe it was an old rich elf and Gil-galad is finally out of MAndos../.

[Galadriel55]

Oh I can assure you that however you look(ed) and talk(ed), it's nothing compared to what I saw in that dream! When I say vulgar, I mean... well, jaw-droppingly bad, and not just swearing but a general emptiness of language, like inane phrases and chatspeak and such. I just cannot see you coming anywhere close to that.

I did not find out the identity of the old rich man, so Gil-Galad it is.

[Pitchwife]

I had a Barrow Downs dream last night and another about a week ago which I haven't posted yet.

In the first one I was driving a rented car through London (a feat I'd be very reluctant to attempt in real life, as I hate having to manœuver in city traffic) en route from hotel to airport. Naturally I got lost and found myself in a backstreet with no idea how to get to the airport. A car in front of me turned right into a garage (this city was obviously only dream!London, as we were all driving on the continental side of the street), and just as I was passing it some people got out and I recognized Hookbill and Kath among them (the rest were unfamiliar). I stopped, tyres screeching, and we had a joyful surprise meeting. Right then I remembered that I had forgotten half my luggage at the hotel, but Hook and Kath were very sweet and helpful and informed the airport that I was going to be late while I phoned the hotel and convinced them to send the luggage directly to the airport. Unfortunately I woke up before we'd had much time to talk.

The other dream occurred tonight and involved Mithadan, whom I've never met nor interacted with a lot on the Downs. He contacted me because my wife's aunt, of all people, was to give a TV or radio presentation about Tolkien. Since Auntie has hitherto shown little interest in the Professor's work, Mith suggested the two of us ghostwrite it for her. We met at someone else's conspiratorial flat, and Mith, who looked a bit like a Beat poet and a bit like a defrocked priest, informed me we would have to do some original research at a nearby church/castle. Exploring it, we discovered a system of secret passages which kept narrowing until we could only squeeze through sideways, walking like Egyptians. Just as we finally reached a wide open hall my alarm clock rung.

[Galadriel55]

Today's dream, partially inflicted by Star Wars and partially by this thread, suddenly got a Barrow Downs twist.

A cruise ship belonging to the Empire with lots of passengers on board had some sort of accident not too far from shore. The ship sunk, but most of the passengers were able to swim/float to shore. However, because the Empire is inherently evil, they programmed the ship to release large portions of some deathly microorganism if it is destroyed. However, that organism selectively targeted certain racial groups. As a result, upon reaching the shore, most people just got up and walked away, but all Native Americans (yeah...) already were infected by this freakish pathogen and were lying on the sand, unconscious with fever. Meanwhile, Luke Skywalker and friends came to the nearby settlement to rid it of the Empire's presence. They discovered the deathly ill Native Americans, and briefly speculated about the nature of the pathogen. Before leaving the place, Luke appointed a person to govern the town and oversee the care of the Native Americans. When he was saying that, he mentioned the name of the town. It sounded somewhat like Omaha, and at that moment I realized that the person appointed as its governor was The Phantom. The end.

*bows*


I'd love to know more about this horrifying microorganism. It must be able to thrive in ocean water and travel quickly. Since its effect came several minutes after exposure, it was probably releasing some super strong toxins into the bloodstream (perhaps potent vasodialators, leading to a septic shock? Or neurotoxins?). All that the people in my dream said was that it was transferred with fluids and that "it's not AIDS" (by which I assume Luke meant HIV). Also, they speculated that the method of infection was swallowing small amounts of contaminated seawater while swimming to shore. Now that's some bio warfare!

[Galadriel55]

A few nights ago I had a dream that once in Edinburgh, I will be lodging together with Hookbill and Steve in a trailer. The two gentlemen showed up in said trailer here in Canada and camped out for a while, and assured me that I'm welcome to share the trailer with them once I come to Edinburgh. It might be a bit cramped, they said, but living costs are way cheaper, and you don't have to pay the property tax. I accepted their kind offer. After hanging out for a couple days, they went back to Edinburgh in their trailer. Over the Atlantic. Apparently, it's quite the trailer.

[Aganzir]

It's the Moot Trailer! Can this happen please?

[Pitchwife]

Originally Posted by Galadriel55

After hanging out for a couple days, they went back to Edinburgh in their trailer. Over the Atlantic. Apparently, it's quite the trailer.

Are you sure they weren't driving Mount Zoom?

[Boromir88]

I had weird dream.

It was my first day at a company called “LunaCorp” and at least Encaitare and Formendacil worked there too. I was “clocking in” (which was like this high tech fingerprint and eye reading scanner). Someone said it’s my first day and for my orientation I could “explore the grounds but report back at my designated time” I asked what time and he just said “you’ll know.”

The clock bells rang and everyone that I saw working at desks (this is when I saw Enca) took this huge grey pill that said “LunaCorp” on it. I start exploring and it’s in this mall complex with a whole bunch of different shops. Really fancy stores, a lot of character and flair in them.

I saw Form in one of them and he was trying to pick out a sweater. I was all thrilled like “Michael! It’s my first day. Do you work at LunaCorp too?” And something was off he just robotically said “Yes. Everyone in this complex works here.”

I was still really enthusiastic “Oh neat! What’s it like working here?” He flat out ignores me. I repeat the question. And he angrily says “I heard you the first time. And you know it’s a job like any other.”

Then I hear in my head “Employee 704131 report back to HQ.” I ignore it at first because there’s all these exciting shops around I still want to explore. But the further I get the blurrier my vision gets and I get nauseous. The moment I turn back to HQ my vision clears up and a start feeling better. Then I get back in and do the fingerprint/eye-scanner thing and I hear someone say “his something (can’t make it out) levels are low.” I feel like a Vulcan death grip and as dream-me is passing out I wake up.

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It was sort of a cool dream because it reminded me of those historical company towns, only contemporary more sci-fi. But strange as hell too because everyone I assume was mind controlled by the corporation.

[Galadriel55]

Boro, your dream is really creepy. Also, it is an excellent beginning to a scifi story. But creepy as hell.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

Originally Posted by Boromir88

I saw Form in one of them and he was trying to pick out a sweater. I was all thrilled like “Michael! It’s my first day. Do you work at LunaCorp too?” And something was off he just robotically said “Yes. Everyone in this complex works here.”

I was still really enthusiastic “Oh neat! What’s it like working here?” He flat out ignores me. I repeat the question. And he angrily says “I heard you the first time. And you know it’s a job like any other.”

Sounds like Formendacil alrigt, nice that somethings doesn't change in dreams.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

I dreamt that we have had a moot at Kath’s place, which was a very fashionable flat in a high-rise building in a major (but unspecified) city. Kath had managed to climb underneath a Lion feet bathtub, in order to do some cleaning. I was packing my stuff, and asked Kath if she had remembered to do any trolling on the internet during the moot. She hadn’t. We quickly agreed that it had been Hookbill’s assignment during the moot, and called him up to get some sort of status report.