*^6,|||
Another strange one. I was fighting off a horde on the ramparts of a sizable castle in medieval France with epic heroes. There were two guys that I called Boromir and Faramir, because their names sounded similar, but everyone got pissed off at me for mispronouncing them. Anyways, we were retreating and then one person in the line of swordsmen backstabs this legendary warrior hero and throws his body off the wall, needless to say they both get killed and I was all "WTF, that was unnecessary". I can't really remember much more from that part.
American city hundreds of years later. My mother has sent me BONES in the mail, and I have all my paperwork and shit and I am trying to clear it with customs so I can have bones I guess, but they are like "Whoa snap, you have not checked on this one last lead of an heir to these bones, so you have to check it out and have them sign this form before you get your bones", So I am there at this airport looking customs counter, and this giant hill of ants come out of the desk. The queen gets carried out on the backs of hundreds of drones and looks at the bones and sends off 1 drone to go look for relatives. I sit staring at this queen and she is sitting there looking dangerous like Aliens and whatnot, so this girl behind me is all "Do you really want ant's doing this? It's going to take forever. I could help you." or something like that, so off we go. First of al she is really pretty, dark hair and nice voice. Second, she has this crazy high speed air motorcycle.
So yes, I guess it was a flying dream, though she was doing all the flying. Anyway we are speeding through a dark sky at night by the ocean, and she gets a call saying that the people that should get the bones might exist in France. We are about to go there because apparently her air bike can cross oceans and whatnot, but she sets her flying machine down in this streetlamp lit park. She goes off on how useless she is, and I am like "No, you're the best", But then these 2 creepy bone headed incredibly tall werewolf monsters appear from the darkness and walk towards us. I get up and tell her to run, but she is all "They're not real", though like a second later I think she realizes they are and we book it around the corner into this elegant old subway station while they are chasing after us a couple feet behind. I point to my left where some fancy businessmen are walking and yell "Werewolves! Over There!" and they run at them instead. They both grab one around the neck with their mouthes and scurry into the elevators to go down.
I think we are in some steampunk version of Seattle now, which is weird. We were starting to wander around, then I wake up because of the phone.
American city hundreds of years later. My mother has sent me BONES in the mail, and I have all my paperwork and shit and I am trying to clear it with customs so I can have bones I guess, but they are like "Whoa snap, you have not checked on this one last lead of an heir to these bones, so you have to check it out and have them sign this form before you get your bones", So I am there at this airport looking customs counter, and this giant hill of ants come out of the desk. The queen gets carried out on the backs of hundreds of drones and looks at the bones and sends off 1 drone to go look for relatives. I sit staring at this queen and she is sitting there looking dangerous like Aliens and whatnot, so this girl behind me is all "Do you really want ant's doing this? It's going to take forever. I could help you." or something like that, so off we go. First of al she is really pretty, dark hair and nice voice. Second, she has this crazy high speed air motorcycle.
So yes, I guess it was a flying dream, though she was doing all the flying. Anyway we are speeding through a dark sky at night by the ocean, and she gets a call saying that the people that should get the bones might exist in France. We are about to go there because apparently her air bike can cross oceans and whatnot, but she sets her flying machine down in this streetlamp lit park. She goes off on how useless she is, and I am like "No, you're the best", But then these 2 creepy bone headed incredibly tall werewolf monsters appear from the darkness and walk towards us. I get up and tell her to run, but she is all "They're not real", though like a second later I think she realizes they are and we book it around the corner into this elegant old subway station while they are chasing after us a couple feet behind. I point to my left where some fancy businessmen are walking and yell "Werewolves! Over There!" and they run at them instead. They both grab one around the neck with their mouthes and scurry into the elevators to go down.
I think we are in some steampunk version of Seattle now, which is weird. We were starting to wander around, then I wake up because of the phone.