Dreamjournal
I was a kind of arrogant member of some thieves guild and the guildmistress sent me off on some test of my lockpicking abilities. A complete waste of in my opinion, but one can't exactly say no.
I work my way through the house. Each door with a progressively harder lock. Yet it all feels so trivial as I step out into the driveway.
I see the front gate with an ornate looking lock, clearly the last one and even a cursory check would confirm that it's one that I'd very obviously need a key for. Looking over a car that was parked in the driveway, I carefully peer inside. Not seeing anything, I make my way to the trunk and pick it open.
I grimace a bit as a I see the key sitting on a chain, each end of the chain baring a clamp. I almost immediately know what it's for... and considering that this was a test, I sigh and wince as I attach each clamp to my nipples. I sigh again as at falls off with a clatter. Clearly they weren't making this easy... stripping my top off, I work on reattach them directly to my flesh, the clamps no holding firm.
With the heavy key swaying painfully on the delicate chain, I make my way back towards the gate... I don't even have time to react as there is a scuffling sounds, two heavy bodies crashing against my sides and dragging me to my knees.
Looking as I struggling in vain to get free, they were the guildmistress's goons... the guildmistress herself making her way out and standing before my with some device in her hand, "Quite eager to put those lovely decorations on, weren't you? Hmm, you've gotten quite full of yourself lately and I think it's time I put you back in your place..."
Watching helplessly as her goons hold me, she presses the device to my nose and there's a sharp pain as it pierces my nose through the septum... and then I woke up.
Thoughts: My character was gender ambiguous. Normally my dreams tend to make the gender of my character clear. You'd think that looking at my own chest would be kind of indicative...
I work my way through the house. Each door with a progressively harder lock. Yet it all feels so trivial as I step out into the driveway.
I see the front gate with an ornate looking lock, clearly the last one and even a cursory check would confirm that it's one that I'd very obviously need a key for. Looking over a car that was parked in the driveway, I carefully peer inside. Not seeing anything, I make my way to the trunk and pick it open.
I grimace a bit as a I see the key sitting on a chain, each end of the chain baring a clamp. I almost immediately know what it's for... and considering that this was a test, I sigh and wince as I attach each clamp to my nipples. I sigh again as at falls off with a clatter. Clearly they weren't making this easy... stripping my top off, I work on reattach them directly to my flesh, the clamps no holding firm.
With the heavy key swaying painfully on the delicate chain, I make my way back towards the gate... I don't even have time to react as there is a scuffling sounds, two heavy bodies crashing against my sides and dragging me to my knees.
Looking as I struggling in vain to get free, they were the guildmistress's goons... the guildmistress herself making her way out and standing before my with some device in her hand, "Quite eager to put those lovely decorations on, weren't you? Hmm, you've gotten quite full of yourself lately and I think it's time I put you back in your place..."
Watching helplessly as her goons hold me, she presses the device to my nose and there's a sharp pain as it pierces my nose through the septum... and then I woke up.
Thoughts: My character was gender ambiguous. Normally my dreams tend to make the gender of my character clear. You'd think that looking at my own chest would be kind of indicative...