The main feature of last night's dream was set in Post-Apocalyptic Bristol. This is a location my dreams quite often seem to use: perhaps it is cheap, or they have got some sort of package deal going on. ( Read more... )
I once wrote an AU fanfic that culminated in a post-apocalyptic Bristol, but I never found the multistorey car park. However, I suspect it was a very different post-apocalyptic Bristol, since in mine, The End had come some time during the 19th century, before civilisation had evolved to the heights of multistorey car parks, and were still grappling with steam trains. It was a pleasant change to face the apocalypse in Bristol, though; most of my apocalyptic fanfics end up destroying Oxford.
I also once wrote a teeny-tiny little fanfic in which people crashed their space ship into a vast and endless dessert. It was part of a series based on common typos, and it was all rather fun. :-)
re. eco friendly liquids: Maybe it's the hair shirt effect: virtue feels so much more virtuous when you have to labour and suffer in order to attain it.
Well, you know the old saying: You always wipe out in an apocalypse the one you love...
Actually, although I've often quoted the fact that I like to destroy Oxford in fanfic, now that I put my mind to it, I can only think of two stories in which I did it, plus one in which it was a city in Fantasyland for which I used Oxford as a mental reference for the architectural style. Clearly I need to destroy Oxford a few more times, in order to justify my claim. I'll go and put out a call for some zombie armies straightaway. :-)
Shotgun useful, but hard hat probably even more so. Yet people never wear those in films for some reason.
If I knew where they came from I could recommend my supplier but I have no idea why Apocalyptic Bristol has chosen my head. I don't even know Bristol particularly well?! It's odd.
Bridesmaid to royalty - isn't that a nightmare rather than a dream? It sounds absolutely terrifying!
I'm with you on puddings. You just know a pudding will be filling and tummy and devoured swiftly whereas a dessert you will have to pick at slowly to make it seem as if you've had a pudding!
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I also once wrote a teeny-tiny little fanfic in which people crashed their space ship into a vast and endless dessert. It was part of a series based on common typos, and it was all rather fun. :-)
re. eco friendly liquids: Maybe it's the hair shirt effect: virtue feels so much more virtuous when you have to labour and suffer in order to attain it.
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Actually, although I've often quoted the fact that I like to destroy Oxford in fanfic, now that I put my mind to it, I can only think of two stories in which I did it, plus one in which it was a city in Fantasyland for which I used Oxford as a mental reference for the architectural style. Clearly I need to destroy Oxford a few more times, in order to justify my claim. I'll go and put out a call for some zombie armies straightaway. :-)
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If I knew where they came from I could recommend my supplier but I have no idea why Apocalyptic Bristol has chosen my head. I don't even know Bristol particularly well?! It's odd.
Bridesmaid to royalty - isn't that a nightmare rather than a dream? It sounds absolutely terrifying!
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Or two shotguns and a loader, of course.
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