Story idea
Right, getting this out of the system before the memory fades.
Young person, some late teens early twenties, bookish reader rather than any kind of adventurer or jock. Happens upon a book. The book is about some ancient warlord/murderer/magician/god, the old book isn't really clear on that fact. The person is amused because the book lists his home town as the "burial site" of the old creature. He's surprised it isn't some local tale or urban legend, but instead has been completely forgotten. On a whim, he starts to follow the clues the book lays out, finding old, decayed foundations where once had been a church or a house, etc... Finally, he finds the "grave site", whatever that happens to be, and follows instructions in the book. He manages to wake the old creature (for some reason, in my dream it was named "Tsampikos" after an artist in my FA list. Apparently that was "ancient and weird" enough for my mind.) In doing so the young person absorbs the "essence" of the old evil.
Thus begins the story proper. The young person, having realized that alot of the mystecism in the book is real, flees, leaving his old life behind. This is because the book also lists an order of warrior monks who would hunt him (the "abomination") down.
First, the young person hunts down an old priest, the descendant of the author of the book. By the time he arrives, the old priest is being laid upon his bier, no more than a few days dead. When the young person arrives though, the priest awakens, regardless of his rather dead condition. Much religious mumbo-jumbo ensues from the rest of the old priest's chantry (or whatever it was, I'm running out of nouns here.) This includes one unassuming seeker who is one of that warrior monk order.
With the dead priest's help, the person starts to decode the more obtuse portions of the book. After a few days, the priest lays back on his bier and dies properly, while the young person flees again when he realizes that the warrior monks really exist and have noticed him.
The rest of the story is his flight, and how he uses the power of the old dead creature that he's absorbed to kill what he considers the evil-doers of his time. This is as far as the dream properly went. I woke up here. I figure all the above is enough to get a good story started though.
A few of the specific details: This was modern-time in the dream, but I think it'll work better with a steampunk theme/time period. Also, there was some corporation theme involved too, but it started a lot earlier in the dream and my memory of it is a lot more vague. The corporation had done something so "I" was planning to leave home before the "evil being" theme even introduced itself, but fuck if I can remember what. The earliest I can properly remember is laying on top of a heap of wood mulch with a backpack and a radio that was conveniently playing their plans to find me and "dispose" of me. Dreams are so classy like that, aren't they?
Anyway, I'm using Unciaa's computer to write this since our laptop's down in their den with another pair of sleeping furs, so I'm going to leave it there. That should be enough to come back to.
Young person, some late teens early twenties, bookish reader rather than any kind of adventurer or jock. Happens upon a book. The book is about some ancient warlord/murderer/magician/god, the old book isn't really clear on that fact. The person is amused because the book lists his home town as the "burial site" of the old creature. He's surprised it isn't some local tale or urban legend, but instead has been completely forgotten. On a whim, he starts to follow the clues the book lays out, finding old, decayed foundations where once had been a church or a house, etc... Finally, he finds the "grave site", whatever that happens to be, and follows instructions in the book. He manages to wake the old creature (for some reason, in my dream it was named "Tsampikos" after an artist in my FA list. Apparently that was "ancient and weird" enough for my mind.) In doing so the young person absorbs the "essence" of the old evil.
Thus begins the story proper. The young person, having realized that alot of the mystecism in the book is real, flees, leaving his old life behind. This is because the book also lists an order of warrior monks who would hunt him (the "abomination") down.
First, the young person hunts down an old priest, the descendant of the author of the book. By the time he arrives, the old priest is being laid upon his bier, no more than a few days dead. When the young person arrives though, the priest awakens, regardless of his rather dead condition. Much religious mumbo-jumbo ensues from the rest of the old priest's chantry (or whatever it was, I'm running out of nouns here.) This includes one unassuming seeker who is one of that warrior monk order.
With the dead priest's help, the person starts to decode the more obtuse portions of the book. After a few days, the priest lays back on his bier and dies properly, while the young person flees again when he realizes that the warrior monks really exist and have noticed him.
The rest of the story is his flight, and how he uses the power of the old dead creature that he's absorbed to kill what he considers the evil-doers of his time. This is as far as the dream properly went. I woke up here. I figure all the above is enough to get a good story started though.
A few of the specific details: This was modern-time in the dream, but I think it'll work better with a steampunk theme/time period. Also, there was some corporation theme involved too, but it started a lot earlier in the dream and my memory of it is a lot more vague. The corporation had done something so "I" was planning to leave home before the "evil being" theme even introduced itself, but fuck if I can remember what. The earliest I can properly remember is laying on top of a heap of wood mulch with a backpack and a radio that was conveniently playing their plans to find me and "dispose" of me. Dreams are so classy like that, aren't they?
Anyway, I'm using Unciaa's computer to write this since our laptop's down in their den with another pair of sleeping furs, so I'm going to leave it there. That should be enough to come back to.