Aliens and Broken Larp swords
It's been a while since I had a dream that I could remember. To then be blessed with such vivid ones that just deserve to be written down is great. Though I will have to explain a few things to make it completely understandable for the non-swedes and the swedes who haven't seen that particular advert :P
It's not often I end up on a space ship but, there I was, watching a young girl who my brain helpfully pointed out was Ripley's daughter (Ripley from Alien resurrection, and no who with my brain did not want to go into). There was a general alert and we started running though the ship. We randomly ran into a dog that the daughter stops by and I continued on to the room with Ripley and the others in it. Ripley turned round shouted. "it's Peylien get down!" aiming a gun right at her daughter, who ducked letting Ripley shoot the dog. Not wanting to take any risks she got her daughter (now me - go dream logic) and checked that the dog and indeed the Peylien was dead. She asked if I was fine and I said "I've cut myself." Indeed my entire hand is covered in blue blood, but it's only a small cut. Ripley got one of the others to bandage it, which they did very loosely so how the thing was meant to stay on my hand I don't know. The person started a conversation about how she knows Ripley's blood is acidic and alien green and this is nothing like that being watery blue and such. Ripley just gave her a deadly stare and said that is what it is meant to look like. And there that section of my dream ended.
In Sweden the act of localising people who have not got a tv license is called TV-Pejling (that's pronounced Payling). They did an advert one year set in the future with a group on a space ship. Randomly one of them starts having the Alien convulsions and a small alien pops out. The tag line was "Oh no it's Pejl again." which in swedish is Pejl Igen pronouced Palien. It amused me at the time and semi amuses me still though I have less people to share the joke with. Oh and as a random note, while editing this it occured to me that the blue watery blood thing it what Alien androids bleed. So what that says about the daughter's parentage I don't know...
My dream then moved to Maelstrom. Probably because of midnightoak's comment yesterday that I have to write my IC letters. The action is in fact kinda FOIP free (barring Those sailors, which if you don't want to know more about don't read further), just so none of you Larpers need to worry. I was protecting my camp as usual when liz-ddraig's character turned up and started acting a little strange and rambling about having to do something nasty to someone. I realised that we couldn't let her do it so followed her when she left. She noticed me and grabbed a random passerby saying that she would kill her. I drew my sword and a fight ensued. It was a little hesitant at first. I was for one not wanting to kill her but she pressed the matter so I hit her then shouted single after a short delay as I realised I had to call it. We sparred a bit and I hit her again shouted double then quickly amended it to single as my brain reminded me I wasn't trying to kill her. Suffice to say after a further few tussles she said that she was down and knelt down with her hands behind her back. I stood there thinking we probably needed a healer so she wouldn't die and tied her so she couldn't escape. In fairness to liz-ddraig, who I have never fought in real life, she didn't put up much of a fight and I think she was possessed or something.
Then I returned to the camp and the attacks by ghostly sailors were getting more frequent. I went with another random guy through a door and down the steps that lead to the Maelstrom. There were like ripped bits of fabric for walls and then the ghosts started to attack us. I hit two but nothing happened so I stopped and just let them all surround me. Strangely there were also children in the bunch. I was so worried they were going to spit acid at me but no, they just asked for their captain. I hastily pointed out that to find the Captain I needed to know what they looked like. There was a few helpful suggestions with strange nose, called Captain Morgan and 'has a hat made out of hair' sticking in my mind. I said I would get right on it and they all moved away. That's when I realised my larp sword was broken. A fact that would have me panicking like mad in real life but I was nicely calm about in my dream. I set it aside when I worked out I couldn't fight holding just the blade and explained to the other guy what had happened. I then left through the door and found my group. Told them I was going to bring a captain to them in order to get the guy to go near the Maelstrom and could the Governer please pretend that she wanted to discuss trade with him.
I then went in search. I asked the nearest person if he had seen a captain with a hairy hat as I wanted to trade and he pointed me towards a large woman seated not that far away. I went up to her and asked her name. She said her first name and when I asked for her surname she got shifty and wouldn't tell me. Her hat was definately completely covered in hair so I decided to take a chance and just asked what she traded in. She told me that is was mostly flame and grain...I said that my Ambassador, no Governer (a mistake I kept making at the actual event :P) would love to talk trade with her as she was definately interested in those items. She agreed to come with me. The camp when I got there was empty and when I asked where they had gone someone pointed to the door to the maelstrom and said they were in the meeting room. The captain wasn't really sure about going through the door but I opened it and forced her in before she could change her mind. The moment that we were through the door I shouted out. "Well I've got the captain. Come see if it's the right one." A small girl ghost came forth and nodded and the captain looked horrified but defeated. We went down the stairs and there was my group eating away and I introduced the captain to them and they chatted while I returned to where I had left my sword. It looked like someone had tried to glue it back together but when I picked it up it fell apart again. I showed it to one of those chatting to his group and he said it normally worked when he did that. I said I'd just have to find someone to look at it. Which is when I woke up.
So yes letters need to be written and I will try to get it all done today with everything else...I'll be hairing around like a mad woman as usual.
It's not often I end up on a space ship but, there I was, watching a young girl who my brain helpfully pointed out was Ripley's daughter (Ripley from Alien resurrection, and no who with my brain did not want to go into). There was a general alert and we started running though the ship. We randomly ran into a dog that the daughter stops by and I continued on to the room with Ripley and the others in it. Ripley turned round shouted. "it's Peylien get down!" aiming a gun right at her daughter, who ducked letting Ripley shoot the dog. Not wanting to take any risks she got her daughter (now me - go dream logic) and checked that the dog and indeed the Peylien was dead. She asked if I was fine and I said "I've cut myself." Indeed my entire hand is covered in blue blood, but it's only a small cut. Ripley got one of the others to bandage it, which they did very loosely so how the thing was meant to stay on my hand I don't know. The person started a conversation about how she knows Ripley's blood is acidic and alien green and this is nothing like that being watery blue and such. Ripley just gave her a deadly stare and said that is what it is meant to look like. And there that section of my dream ended.
In Sweden the act of localising people who have not got a tv license is called TV-Pejling (that's pronounced Payling). They did an advert one year set in the future with a group on a space ship. Randomly one of them starts having the Alien convulsions and a small alien pops out. The tag line was "Oh no it's Pejl again." which in swedish is Pejl Igen pronouced Palien. It amused me at the time and semi amuses me still though I have less people to share the joke with. Oh and as a random note, while editing this it occured to me that the blue watery blood thing it what Alien androids bleed. So what that says about the daughter's parentage I don't know...
My dream then moved to Maelstrom. Probably because of midnightoak's comment yesterday that I have to write my IC letters. The action is in fact kinda FOIP free (barring Those sailors, which if you don't want to know more about don't read further), just so none of you Larpers need to worry. I was protecting my camp as usual when liz-ddraig's character turned up and started acting a little strange and rambling about having to do something nasty to someone. I realised that we couldn't let her do it so followed her when she left. She noticed me and grabbed a random passerby saying that she would kill her. I drew my sword and a fight ensued. It was a little hesitant at first. I was for one not wanting to kill her but she pressed the matter so I hit her then shouted single after a short delay as I realised I had to call it. We sparred a bit and I hit her again shouted double then quickly amended it to single as my brain reminded me I wasn't trying to kill her. Suffice to say after a further few tussles she said that she was down and knelt down with her hands behind her back. I stood there thinking we probably needed a healer so she wouldn't die and tied her so she couldn't escape. In fairness to liz-ddraig, who I have never fought in real life, she didn't put up much of a fight and I think she was possessed or something.
Then I returned to the camp and the attacks by ghostly sailors were getting more frequent. I went with another random guy through a door and down the steps that lead to the Maelstrom. There were like ripped bits of fabric for walls and then the ghosts started to attack us. I hit two but nothing happened so I stopped and just let them all surround me. Strangely there were also children in the bunch. I was so worried they were going to spit acid at me but no, they just asked for their captain. I hastily pointed out that to find the Captain I needed to know what they looked like. There was a few helpful suggestions with strange nose, called Captain Morgan and 'has a hat made out of hair' sticking in my mind. I said I would get right on it and they all moved away. That's when I realised my larp sword was broken. A fact that would have me panicking like mad in real life but I was nicely calm about in my dream. I set it aside when I worked out I couldn't fight holding just the blade and explained to the other guy what had happened. I then left through the door and found my group. Told them I was going to bring a captain to them in order to get the guy to go near the Maelstrom and could the Governer please pretend that she wanted to discuss trade with him.
I then went in search. I asked the nearest person if he had seen a captain with a hairy hat as I wanted to trade and he pointed me towards a large woman seated not that far away. I went up to her and asked her name. She said her first name and when I asked for her surname she got shifty and wouldn't tell me. Her hat was definately completely covered in hair so I decided to take a chance and just asked what she traded in. She told me that is was mostly flame and grain...I said that my Ambassador, no Governer (a mistake I kept making at the actual event :P) would love to talk trade with her as she was definately interested in those items. She agreed to come with me. The camp when I got there was empty and when I asked where they had gone someone pointed to the door to the maelstrom and said they were in the meeting room. The captain wasn't really sure about going through the door but I opened it and forced her in before she could change her mind. The moment that we were through the door I shouted out. "Well I've got the captain. Come see if it's the right one." A small girl ghost came forth and nodded and the captain looked horrified but defeated. We went down the stairs and there was my group eating away and I introduced the captain to them and they chatted while I returned to where I had left my sword. It looked like someone had tried to glue it back together but when I picked it up it fell apart again. I showed it to one of those chatting to his group and he said it normally worked when he did that. I said I'd just have to find someone to look at it. Which is when I woke up.
So yes letters need to be written and I will try to get it all done today with everything else...I'll be hairing around like a mad woman as usual.