I actually don't know WHAT that dream was.
It started out this really subtle, fast-paced, almost terminally-witty movie my dad was in in the 70's about this pseudosecret club of hyperintellectual professors who would leave each other notes and spy on other professors, and subtly infuriate this or that adjunct professor to get him or her fired. The movie implied that it was called The Avengers, and took place in a building in Manhattan whose architecture, though radically inspired by that of the Calhoun School, totally defied comprehension.
Then there was a part where I was making out with this girl who was like a hot version of Lady Gaga (sorry, Kate). She had this pet tiger that she was sort of inadvertently teasing, and it got annoyed enough that it clawed her, and all these dried corn kernels fell out of her instead of blood or any organs. She was panicked and I tried to keep her calm and I was like, "Oh, it's fine. You're a Galatea. A Promethean. An animated doll. It's fine. It just means that you won't die of old age, and healing you will be easier." I don't remember how that part of the dream ended.
Then I don't remember how it got here, but...
The dream became a musical about this group of heroes who were trapped inside the Royal Palace at Pandemonium (the Capitol of Hell) as it was banished above these four kingdoms who dreaded the return of the Pandemonic Palace as the end of their world. There were three elemental kingdoms--the Kingdom of the Earth, populated mostly by Dwarves and other traditionally Earth-elemental races; the Kingdom of Water, basically Atlantica from The Little Mermaid but with a larger government and defense budget and magical WMD's; and the Kingdom of Fire. In the center was the Kingdom of Gold or Light or something; they were represented by the colors green, blue, red, and white respectively (the value of which is just dawning upon me now that I'm awake). The heroes in the Palace needed to use the Palace's natural defense systems to maintain enough structural integrity to fight off the combined assault below from the Four Kingdoms, but the heroes' ultimate goal was to get the Palace to re-banish itself or self-destruct, or crash-land with minimal casualties to the civilians and soldiers living in the Kingdoms below. Meanwhile the Palace's automated attack systems had sprung to life and were already hard at work subjugating the Four Kingdoms. I guess the three spur Kingdoms had been at war, or cold war, and the appearance of the Pandemonic Castle, while at once calling for an alliance of all four Kingdoms, caused a lot of generals and commanders to ignore the orders of their Lords and strike at their enemies.
Shit got crazy. I remember that the water people had this battering ram capable of freezing anything it could penetrate, and it was going to be carried into battle by these ancient, titanic mermen who had been sealed away for centuries (like the Greek Cyclops, actually) for having been criminals like Judge Dredd or Adel from Final Fantasy VIII. Some Dwarves outfitted it with this vibration device
I gotta take a shit. Dream was beautiful and didn't make a lot of sense. The end.
Edit: Also ancient telepathic necklaces representing the four Kingdoms
Then there was a part where I was making out with this girl who was like a hot version of Lady Gaga (sorry, Kate). She had this pet tiger that she was sort of inadvertently teasing, and it got annoyed enough that it clawed her, and all these dried corn kernels fell out of her instead of blood or any organs. She was panicked and I tried to keep her calm and I was like, "Oh, it's fine. You're a Galatea. A Promethean. An animated doll. It's fine. It just means that you won't die of old age, and healing you will be easier." I don't remember how that part of the dream ended.
Then I don't remember how it got here, but...
The dream became a musical about this group of heroes who were trapped inside the Royal Palace at Pandemonium (the Capitol of Hell) as it was banished above these four kingdoms who dreaded the return of the Pandemonic Palace as the end of their world. There were three elemental kingdoms--the Kingdom of the Earth, populated mostly by Dwarves and other traditionally Earth-elemental races; the Kingdom of Water, basically Atlantica from The Little Mermaid but with a larger government and defense budget and magical WMD's; and the Kingdom of Fire. In the center was the Kingdom of Gold or Light or something; they were represented by the colors green, blue, red, and white respectively (the value of which is just dawning upon me now that I'm awake). The heroes in the Palace needed to use the Palace's natural defense systems to maintain enough structural integrity to fight off the combined assault below from the Four Kingdoms, but the heroes' ultimate goal was to get the Palace to re-banish itself or self-destruct, or crash-land with minimal casualties to the civilians and soldiers living in the Kingdoms below. Meanwhile the Palace's automated attack systems had sprung to life and were already hard at work subjugating the Four Kingdoms. I guess the three spur Kingdoms had been at war, or cold war, and the appearance of the Pandemonic Castle, while at once calling for an alliance of all four Kingdoms, caused a lot of generals and commanders to ignore the orders of their Lords and strike at their enemies.
Shit got crazy. I remember that the water people had this battering ram capable of freezing anything it could penetrate, and it was going to be carried into battle by these ancient, titanic mermen who had been sealed away for centuries (like the Greek Cyclops, actually) for having been criminals like Judge Dredd or Adel from Final Fantasy VIII. Some Dwarves outfitted it with this vibration device
I gotta take a shit. Dream was beautiful and didn't make a lot of sense. The end.
Edit: Also ancient telepathic necklaces representing the four Kingdoms