dream ---> real life
I just woke up from a really cool dream. it was sort of like a live action RPG (which I've never been in, by the way) except for me and a few other characters, it was real.
basically it was about haley (
_urban_faerie_) and me, in the beginning. it was sort of set at our high school, except in the dream BCHS was really just the outward facade of a largely-subterranean fairy city. so, yeah, haley and I were fairies, but cool ones, not namby-pamby mischievous gigglers who act like five-year-olds. we looked like normal people most of the time, except when we wanted to fly, and under extreme duress. then we kind of looked like
- the solid-color glowing silhouette that's mainly vertical with those skinny stick-out double fizzy (not fuzzy - I mean the way they flap) wings, if you know what I mean. anyway the way we're set up is that when we "graduate" or "come of age" or what-have-you; when we come into our "full powers", we get a piece of jewelry - anything from a pendant to a cloak clasp (one side) to a cufflink - and some small smooth geometrical shape carved out of rock. as the fairy becomes more powerful, the shape changes from an ordinary rock to a pretty stone to a semiprecious gem and so on. anyway I'm not really sure what they were for except a how-powerful-are-you barometer, and in the dream anyway it wasn't customary to set the stone into your piece of jewelry (although now that seems like the logical thing to do), probably because my particular piece of jewelry was a ring carved out of... umm, something orangey-red whose name eludes me at the moment.
so haley and I were walking down the cement walkways of this shiny clean metropolis that had tall glass skyscrapers and fountains and things that was vaguely laid out like bourgade (it only really looked like bourgade from the outside). we were talking and laughing as we walked inside a building with glass walls on the outside and down a short piece of stairs on the inside, as the floor of the building was maybe four feet below the ground outside. it was like a hugely tall antechamber, as above you could see the edges of all the floors in a crescent-shape, as the antechamber is vaguely circular. anyway there was a tall clear tube rather like a cylindrical elevator shaft, but nice-looking, going from the center of the antechamber on up, with openings at intervals for the different floors. there are no stairs - we're fairies - we fly. then why the tube? because it's unseemly to go flitting about all over the place. so just like normal people have hallways and lanes in their roads, we have a vertical tube to go up.
for this part I was seeing it from different camera angles, some of it from my own perspective and some of it from away down near the floor of the antechamber, so our glowy fairy silhouettes looked rather small as we neared the top. it's rather like those faraway silhouette shots where someone is going to get shot, and you just hear the report and see the person fling back and slump, because the kindly director didn't want everyone's hair to shoot out of their heads.
now for some more background explaining. there's a bad guy in fairy world; I don't remember his name. we've got some really old stories and myths about him, and I don't mean trickster coyote to today old - I mean Melkor from the Silmarillion to the part where the elves go to the Summerlands old. and I mean Melkor-level bad, too, and Silmarillion-level epic battles and sorcery and cool stuff like that. anyway I don't recall what he was up to, his purpose or method or anything (I think I had an inkling in the dream, later on). anyway when haley and I reached near the top of the tube (still in glowy fairy form) the guy appeared like a huge head, shoulders, and pair of arms with black cloudstuff draping back like a cloak. he loomed over us, spoke some words, and something bright, but dark - like a bolt of blacklight - hit haley square-on. she froze with an arched back (like in comics, the picture when someone who's flying or floating gets hit like that, with the leaning back and the pointed feet and the twisted-around torso and the arms starting to go up) and a horrible twisted expression whether from pain or fear or horror I don't know. her setting and stone plummetted to the ground and sort of was absorbed into it, or dropped through it, like if it had fallen into really watery mud. then haley disappeared like a bad TV signal - with the various fuzzy lines and frequencies and things. then the guy said something to me too, in an incredibly deep slow voice in some ancient tongue. I didn't understand it but knew it was something to the effect of "I'll get you next time my pretty, and your little dog too." then he left as the cloudstuff of his cloak formed a spiral and obscured him into nothing. out of shock I accidentally reverted to standard humanoid form and fell out of the air, just in time to *schloooorp* through the floor like haley's accoutrements had done. I fell into what looked like the same antechamber - except it was cloudy outside, so thick and malevolent that it was almost dark. I was stunned to look around while I was still half-lying on the ground, because the floor and every surface was littered with other fairies' jewelry and stones. this had to be some ridiculously evil parallel place where what's-his-name was camping out. peeking out the window, stones were scattered all over the cracked, stained cement, blighted grass, and molding, dry fountains. I had to get out of there. what if he had henchmen? what would he do if he found me there? my stone was already obsidian, which isn't exactly dirt, but it wasn't even quartz yet for crying out loud.
I don't remember how I got to the normal world (that is, out of the scary parallel place to fairy world, and then sliding into the facade of bourgade). stupid dream. anyway I happened to overhear this cadre of guys I had known IRL talking about the ancient legends of Big Bad Guy very earnestly and somewhat excitedly. anyway evidently there was this prophecy thing about how he would come back into power by filching stuff but he had to find the right something, and all the fairies who had the wrong something he imprisoned to gradually be made into his slaves, but the fairy who had the right something would die in an incredibly gruesome way on this certain day when the stars or planets or moon or pollywogs would be doing something special (obviously the guy didn't read the Top Things I'd Do if I Were an Evil Overlord list as a kid).
so of course as a fairy I realized that the somethings they were talking about were our artifacts, and from the prophecies of who the certain someone with the particular someone I got it into my head that it was -- HALEY! EGAD! I slipped back into fairy realms and stormed off to the road, which looks pretty much like the road going left in front of bourgade except it was longer and went into residential zoning instead of stopping 200 feet after the light. well as soon as I stepped off the fairy-bchs grounds, anyone could see me. this is where it gets a little more dreamlike and I don't know the reasons for things. anyway evidently word was leaking over from fairy-bchs to normal-bchs and the people who knew or had been told about Bad Guy wanted to go up against him, and some of my fairy friends had gotten wind that haley was gone, and since she was my best friend they put two and two together and came up with my one-man rescue squad. they trotted after me (I was walking rather quickly) and tried to dissuade me from going by saying things like I'd die (oh that's nice) and the government would take care of it. well the government in fairy world isn't exactly a whole lot better than government in people world, so basically even if the gov got wind that this was happening and didn't ignore it as some sort of strange religious fanaticism thing or superstition, they would bungle and bungle and never get anywhere. so that did nothing to dissuade me. then my friends got their heads screwed on straight and gave me some helpful advice instead. I already knew which general direction to go because my rage at the Bad Guy was a tiny bit like a faint homing beacon. that and there was a black cloudy mass in the early stages of coalescing on the horizon, and he probably had something to do with that, as evil people are wont to do. however, they told me things like items that would make spells more efficacious, stuff that would give me greater defense, places where there were wise women and healers and fairies who knew the legends and would go along with me, stuff like that. then they went away to do other things.
also, there was some kind of tumult going on in the human realm. evidently the guys who were studying the legends had come across some mention of a human king who was supposed to be released as some kind of "one of those cool big events that happens right before an epic anything". and so they were gathering a group of people to go along with them. the guy who was leading it, or rather not really leading it but masterminding it and sort-of leading it (there was a different actual leader) was (for those who might know him) Kyle Lambros. yeah, this is going on right before bchs let out so all the people one year behind me are seniors etc. including kyle.
I'm going to skip a lot of the details because they get pretty much this-is-a-dream-like, but the upshot is the king is located in Richard's old house, and since I know where that is, I take kyle there, except it looks completely different and is in a completely different location and is also a completely different house number than Richard's old house IRL. anyway we went there and the neighbor to the right as you look at the house had big bush-looking tree-ish-plants (looking like a green oval on a dinky trunk-stem) lining his curved driveway. so I stop at the sidewalk to turn around and leave as kyle goes around the back of the house, but then he hightails it back out, motioning for me to dive behind the bush-trees and make it snappy. we crouch behind them and peer beneath the lower curves of the oval shape to see three guys come out from behind the house, looking around. kyle manages to murmer that they're on Bad Guy's side to keep us from getting to the king. then they spot kyle's shoes beneath the tree-bushes. giving a yell of spottage, they charge the trees and one of them puts his hands together Dragonball-Z-style (sorry don't know what the attack is called) and makes like he's forming an Ice sphere attack. evidently in this dream if you catch energy ball attacks like that one, then you get to use it back - it's only if it hits you that you get hurt. (kind of like a magic dodgeball.) so kyle catches it but (since dreams make things strange) it's kind of small, only the size of a tennis ball. meanwhile the couple who live in the house whose driveway we're standing on come out and kinda freak out what with strange kids yelling and stuff. the guy though is cool; I think he's probably some small-time human magicworker because he could tell that kyle was holding something in his hands (the ball is invisible). he could also tell that we were on the good side, so he takes the ball from kyle and makes it bigger, about the size of a basketball, and gives it back, then turns back to his wife and says some things to her and they get in their minivan and go off to wherever they were going in the first place. now as for the ball of energy ice attack - if it were just the boys messing with it, it wouldn't be able to do any significant damage because they're not magic users; it's only in existence because the one kid happened to know the right words to use but nobody has the power to put any oomph into it. now if I had caught it and threw it back, then it would do damage because I have a certain amount of power. however it would only have a level equivalent to my capabilities. so no matter who casts the spell, the damage, effects, etc the spell does corresponds to who USES it. and since usually whoever casts it uses it, it's kind of a moot trivia piece.
here's where it starts to become a bit like what I imagine a liveaction RPG might be like. (note: I have never participated in one and have ZERO idea how they are run.) as I am dreaming this, I sort of have this parallel not-in-storyline thought of, if this were a liveaction rpg, I would say something like, "Ice attack hits (name) for +10 damage and 1 minute of freezing!"
anyway I woke up then.
so... I think it would be cool to get some people together and actually DO a partially-scripted (as in some pre-determined general idea of some cut-scene-type action interspersed here and there) LARP out of this storyline. there's room enough for all kinds of characters and (I flatter myself to think) that it's a pretty neat and interesting setup and storyline.
anyone else think so?
what do you think?
I also think it'd be really cool to FILM it and make it into a movie.
=^.^=
basically it was about haley (
_urban_faerie_) and me, in the beginning. it was sort of set at our high school, except in the dream BCHS was really just the outward facade of a largely-subterranean fairy city. so, yeah, haley and I were fairies, but cool ones, not namby-pamby mischievous gigglers who act like five-year-olds. we looked like normal people most of the time, except when we wanted to fly, and under extreme duress. then we kind of looked like
- the solid-color glowing silhouette that's mainly vertical with those skinny stick-out double fizzy (not fuzzy - I mean the way they flap) wings, if you know what I mean. anyway the way we're set up is that when we "graduate" or "come of age" or what-have-you; when we come into our "full powers", we get a piece of jewelry - anything from a pendant to a cloak clasp (one side) to a cufflink - and some small smooth geometrical shape carved out of rock. as the fairy becomes more powerful, the shape changes from an ordinary rock to a pretty stone to a semiprecious gem and so on. anyway I'm not really sure what they were for except a how-powerful-are-you barometer, and in the dream anyway it wasn't customary to set the stone into your piece of jewelry (although now that seems like the logical thing to do), probably because my particular piece of jewelry was a ring carved out of... umm, something orangey-red whose name eludes me at the moment.
so haley and I were walking down the cement walkways of this shiny clean metropolis that had tall glass skyscrapers and fountains and things that was vaguely laid out like bourgade (it only really looked like bourgade from the outside). we were talking and laughing as we walked inside a building with glass walls on the outside and down a short piece of stairs on the inside, as the floor of the building was maybe four feet below the ground outside. it was like a hugely tall antechamber, as above you could see the edges of all the floors in a crescent-shape, as the antechamber is vaguely circular. anyway there was a tall clear tube rather like a cylindrical elevator shaft, but nice-looking, going from the center of the antechamber on up, with openings at intervals for the different floors. there are no stairs - we're fairies - we fly. then why the tube? because it's unseemly to go flitting about all over the place. so just like normal people have hallways and lanes in their roads, we have a vertical tube to go up.
for this part I was seeing it from different camera angles, some of it from my own perspective and some of it from away down near the floor of the antechamber, so our glowy fairy silhouettes looked rather small as we neared the top. it's rather like those faraway silhouette shots where someone is going to get shot, and you just hear the report and see the person fling back and slump, because the kindly director didn't want everyone's hair to shoot out of their heads.
now for some more background explaining. there's a bad guy in fairy world; I don't remember his name. we've got some really old stories and myths about him, and I don't mean trickster coyote to today old - I mean Melkor from the Silmarillion to the part where the elves go to the Summerlands old. and I mean Melkor-level bad, too, and Silmarillion-level epic battles and sorcery and cool stuff like that. anyway I don't recall what he was up to, his purpose or method or anything (I think I had an inkling in the dream, later on). anyway when haley and I reached near the top of the tube (still in glowy fairy form) the guy appeared like a huge head, shoulders, and pair of arms with black cloudstuff draping back like a cloak. he loomed over us, spoke some words, and something bright, but dark - like a bolt of blacklight - hit haley square-on. she froze with an arched back (like in comics, the picture when someone who's flying or floating gets hit like that, with the leaning back and the pointed feet and the twisted-around torso and the arms starting to go up) and a horrible twisted expression whether from pain or fear or horror I don't know. her setting and stone plummetted to the ground and sort of was absorbed into it, or dropped through it, like if it had fallen into really watery mud. then haley disappeared like a bad TV signal - with the various fuzzy lines and frequencies and things. then the guy said something to me too, in an incredibly deep slow voice in some ancient tongue. I didn't understand it but knew it was something to the effect of "I'll get you next time my pretty, and your little dog too." then he left as the cloudstuff of his cloak formed a spiral and obscured him into nothing. out of shock I accidentally reverted to standard humanoid form and fell out of the air, just in time to *schloooorp* through the floor like haley's accoutrements had done. I fell into what looked like the same antechamber - except it was cloudy outside, so thick and malevolent that it was almost dark. I was stunned to look around while I was still half-lying on the ground, because the floor and every surface was littered with other fairies' jewelry and stones. this had to be some ridiculously evil parallel place where what's-his-name was camping out. peeking out the window, stones were scattered all over the cracked, stained cement, blighted grass, and molding, dry fountains. I had to get out of there. what if he had henchmen? what would he do if he found me there? my stone was already obsidian, which isn't exactly dirt, but it wasn't even quartz yet for crying out loud.
I don't remember how I got to the normal world (that is, out of the scary parallel place to fairy world, and then sliding into the facade of bourgade). stupid dream. anyway I happened to overhear this cadre of guys I had known IRL talking about the ancient legends of Big Bad Guy very earnestly and somewhat excitedly. anyway evidently there was this prophecy thing about how he would come back into power by filching stuff but he had to find the right something, and all the fairies who had the wrong something he imprisoned to gradually be made into his slaves, but the fairy who had the right something would die in an incredibly gruesome way on this certain day when the stars or planets or moon or pollywogs would be doing something special (obviously the guy didn't read the Top Things I'd Do if I Were an Evil Overlord list as a kid).
so of course as a fairy I realized that the somethings they were talking about were our artifacts, and from the prophecies of who the certain someone with the particular someone I got it into my head that it was -- HALEY! EGAD! I slipped back into fairy realms and stormed off to the road, which looks pretty much like the road going left in front of bourgade except it was longer and went into residential zoning instead of stopping 200 feet after the light. well as soon as I stepped off the fairy-bchs grounds, anyone could see me. this is where it gets a little more dreamlike and I don't know the reasons for things. anyway evidently word was leaking over from fairy-bchs to normal-bchs and the people who knew or had been told about Bad Guy wanted to go up against him, and some of my fairy friends had gotten wind that haley was gone, and since she was my best friend they put two and two together and came up with my one-man rescue squad. they trotted after me (I was walking rather quickly) and tried to dissuade me from going by saying things like I'd die (oh that's nice) and the government would take care of it. well the government in fairy world isn't exactly a whole lot better than government in people world, so basically even if the gov got wind that this was happening and didn't ignore it as some sort of strange religious fanaticism thing or superstition, they would bungle and bungle and never get anywhere. so that did nothing to dissuade me. then my friends got their heads screwed on straight and gave me some helpful advice instead. I already knew which general direction to go because my rage at the Bad Guy was a tiny bit like a faint homing beacon. that and there was a black cloudy mass in the early stages of coalescing on the horizon, and he probably had something to do with that, as evil people are wont to do. however, they told me things like items that would make spells more efficacious, stuff that would give me greater defense, places where there were wise women and healers and fairies who knew the legends and would go along with me, stuff like that. then they went away to do other things.
also, there was some kind of tumult going on in the human realm. evidently the guys who were studying the legends had come across some mention of a human king who was supposed to be released as some kind of "one of those cool big events that happens right before an epic anything". and so they were gathering a group of people to go along with them. the guy who was leading it, or rather not really leading it but masterminding it and sort-of leading it (there was a different actual leader) was (for those who might know him) Kyle Lambros. yeah, this is going on right before bchs let out so all the people one year behind me are seniors etc. including kyle.
I'm going to skip a lot of the details because they get pretty much this-is-a-dream-like, but the upshot is the king is located in Richard's old house, and since I know where that is, I take kyle there, except it looks completely different and is in a completely different location and is also a completely different house number than Richard's old house IRL. anyway we went there and the neighbor to the right as you look at the house had big bush-looking tree-ish-plants (looking like a green oval on a dinky trunk-stem) lining his curved driveway. so I stop at the sidewalk to turn around and leave as kyle goes around the back of the house, but then he hightails it back out, motioning for me to dive behind the bush-trees and make it snappy. we crouch behind them and peer beneath the lower curves of the oval shape to see three guys come out from behind the house, looking around. kyle manages to murmer that they're on Bad Guy's side to keep us from getting to the king. then they spot kyle's shoes beneath the tree-bushes. giving a yell of spottage, they charge the trees and one of them puts his hands together Dragonball-Z-style (sorry don't know what the attack is called) and makes like he's forming an Ice sphere attack. evidently in this dream if you catch energy ball attacks like that one, then you get to use it back - it's only if it hits you that you get hurt. (kind of like a magic dodgeball.) so kyle catches it but (since dreams make things strange) it's kind of small, only the size of a tennis ball. meanwhile the couple who live in the house whose driveway we're standing on come out and kinda freak out what with strange kids yelling and stuff. the guy though is cool; I think he's probably some small-time human magicworker because he could tell that kyle was holding something in his hands (the ball is invisible). he could also tell that we were on the good side, so he takes the ball from kyle and makes it bigger, about the size of a basketball, and gives it back, then turns back to his wife and says some things to her and they get in their minivan and go off to wherever they were going in the first place. now as for the ball of energy ice attack - if it were just the boys messing with it, it wouldn't be able to do any significant damage because they're not magic users; it's only in existence because the one kid happened to know the right words to use but nobody has the power to put any oomph into it. now if I had caught it and threw it back, then it would do damage because I have a certain amount of power. however it would only have a level equivalent to my capabilities. so no matter who casts the spell, the damage, effects, etc the spell does corresponds to who USES it. and since usually whoever casts it uses it, it's kind of a moot trivia piece.
here's where it starts to become a bit like what I imagine a liveaction RPG might be like. (note: I have never participated in one and have ZERO idea how they are run.) as I am dreaming this, I sort of have this parallel not-in-storyline thought of, if this were a liveaction rpg, I would say something like, "Ice attack hits (name) for +10 damage and 1 minute of freezing!"
anyway I woke up then.
so... I think it would be cool to get some people together and actually DO a partially-scripted (as in some pre-determined general idea of some cut-scene-type action interspersed here and there) LARP out of this storyline. there's room enough for all kinds of characters and (I flatter myself to think) that it's a pretty neat and interesting setup and storyline.
anyone else think so?
what do you think?
I also think it'd be really cool to FILM it and make it into a movie.
=^.^=