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I had one heck of an awesome/weird dream last night.
I dreampt that I was in an ordinary neighborhood was suddenly the site of some bizarre RPG. Except it was cool. There were two kingdoms, one of fairies, and one of some other group of things. I'm not sure what they were. And I was, of course, the Plucky Heroine. I was an ordinary human girl, but I had the power to travel into the kingdoms at will, by crawling into a hole dug beneath this one house across the street from me. The man who lived in the house was a friend of mine, and he was actually a fairy who had decided to come from the fairy kingdom to live among humans. He was one of my "party members," and I needed him because he was my translator. He didn't speak English eloquently, but I could always understand him.
The fairy kingdom looked a bit like the big bug city in A Bug's Life: Made out of all the trash and detrius of human society, and the man always put usable items out so his fairy friends could make houses and stuff out of them. The fairy leader, whom I think was some kind of mayor, told us that the "enemy" tribe had holed itself up in a part of the city, near the waterfall, and wanted me to talk to them. Since I was a human and therefor a neutral entity, they couldn't hurt me or try to kidnap me for political leverage. I agreed, but first I went to the human world to gather some of my friends (My other party members in this case). Then, in game fashion, we had to go through a dungeon maze to get to the waterfall cavern. But when we met the other tribe got angry at us because I brought a fairy (my translator) with me to the place of the meeting, thereby ruining my neutrality. They tried to take my hostage, but I defeated them in an RPG-style battle with my partners. But somehow I knew, or the fairy leader knew, that they were going to try to bomb the city, and the weapon they were going to use was so powerful, it could overflow into the human world. So we got another person added to my party--some sort of chemical fairy chef--and went out to build the only weapon capable of stopping them.
In order to move around, we had to ride in this bizarre, bus/plane contraption. It would both get us arround and sheild us from the powerful magical chemicals and effects of the weapon we were going to build. The problem was, it was a real rust bucket, and pieces of it kept falling off. It was also rather cramped, especially with our expansive, RPG-style inventory. I seemed to be always sitting next to the doors, which did not reassure me in the least. Luckily, my translator was sitting right in front of me, and he reassured me that he knew it would protect us. I just had to buckle in.
We zoomed around, looking for the components to the weapon. I'm not sure how, but we managed to find them all. But the most dangerous step of all was yet to come--actually preparing it. Little mechanical hands came out of the sides of the machine and started mixing all these strange ingredients, like yellow powder, together, and I swear I could hear the "Bitsy Big Boy Boomaroo" song from the Butter Battle Book cartoon in my head. We were all supposed to stay very tightly together while the dangerous concotion was being made, but, horrifyingly, the door I was leaning on to look out fell out, and I was suddenly exposed. I also fell out, somehow, and the chemical guy ran over to me. He helped me in through a tiny passageway into a safe place, but it was so cramped, and I felt horribly claustriphobic. But somehow I wiggled into a comfortable spot and waited.
There was a horrible quiet, and then a slow, movement sound. We had finished our weapon, and were moving on the plane/bus thing the enemy tribe had.
I got scared and curled up tight. I heard a loud noise, and some kind of rubble. But there was no explosion; there was some sort of magical vortex, and I felt it dragging on our bus, and I heard my translator curse in fairy language.
And then... shouts. Good shouts.
I crawled out of my tight spot and saw everyone on the bus happily rejoycing, and I got a tight hug from my friends. It was safe to get out, so we did, and the enemy bus was still there, but the other tribe seemed to be OK. And they didn't seem angry or violent any more! Everyone was happy, and so my whole party went to a fairy restaurant and we danced and sang kareoke.
And that was that. yup.
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You look like you need a hug.
*hug*
There, now don't you feel better?
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Then we were called into the hospital, and the nurse escorting us to the person we were visiting was really calm, and for some reason the audience laughed at that (the first sign that we were acting in a tv show aside from the vague feeling I had in the beginning). Then we start walking down the hall to the room of the sick person, and it just kind of stopped there. I don't think I woke up, though. I think it just cut to some crazy WoW dream...
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