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Kickass Dream:

I'm in outspace, walking on a solar panel of a space station with an astronaut named Bill and an Air Force Pilot. Hovering off the edge of the solar panel is our shuttle, a very small 3 person jet-type vehicle. We're slowly working on an electrical panel when suddenly out of nowhere, we see a broken solar panel fly by at incredible speeds. The Air Force astronaut is alarmed, as is Bill, but I figure it's just flying debris. We go back to our work. Then we look off into the distance, away from the sun, moon and Earth and notice there's a black shape blotting out some stars, and it's slowly moving and getting bigger. The Air Force pilot gets antsy and takes off for the shuttle, flying it at us, and ordering us inside. Bill and I get into our "cabins" Which are just slightly bigger than an elevator each The Pilot flies towards Earth as we dress in street clothes. We land ff course, out of fuel in this very fake looking western town. We get out and are met by townsfolk, all of whom see too happy to meet us. We're taken aback by it, and look around. All the buildings look like a fake ghost town, where the fronts of the buildings are very detailed, but the sides were just patchwork and fake. As we walk dwn the street, we see a huge giant plastic-looking sunflower, the size of a three story building. The flower begins to spin like a circular saw and comes at us, tearing through a building. We dodge and run near another long thin yello building. Suddenly the roof opens up and this huge yellow tall clay creature comes out. The pilot and Bill manage to slice it into slivers until I can jump on it's head and slice it into quarters. The roof closes, but not before I get inside. I open the door and the Pilot and Bill get inside, along with some townfolks who have told us that people in the city are slowly being assimilated by aliens who want to take over the world. We look outside and see some of the townspeople lifting up our jet just by holding their hands out as a group and lifiting it with their minds. they begin to dismantle our jet, pulling plastic and rubber pieces out and piling them on the side and discarding all the metal. We start to explore the long thin building we're in, which seems to be just big enough to hold the long thin creature we just killed. Suddenly we hear a thump. Looking outside, these semi transparent tentacle looking jellyfish are flying at the building trying to get at us. I tell everyone to hide, but there's nothing in the building to hide in but a table and a closet. I tell the pilot and Bill, and the others to hide in there, and I hide under the table. I wait and wait, and suddenly see that the jellyfish are gliding through the wall. They come straight for me and I feel one get into my spine "coating" the inside of it, trying to take me over. I fight it and through the pain, manage to "keep myself." I hold out my hand, and the table over me flies off. My back hurts, and I'm fightting the alien presence, but I I now have all the alien powers. I walk outside and see a group of townspeople coming to me. I motion to Bill and the pilot to run, and I hold off the townspeople by sweeping my hand in front of them, they fly back as if they've been hit by a bat. Bill and the pilot run off, but more townspeople show up, holding out their hands trying to push my into a wall. I begin to run away, but the power of the townspeople shoves me to the ground. I get back up and run again, but this time hold my hand out to push against the townspeople, I end up launching myself into the air. Pushing against the ground, I manage to "fly" ahead of Bill and the Pilot.

Date: 2003-05-23 01:50 pm (UTC)

Date: 2003-05-23 05:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] kalibex.livejournal.com
You're right; you
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You're right; you<i<>do</i> have the most kick-ass dreams...

Date: 2003-05-24 10:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenndolari.livejournal.com
Actually, I think a bit at the end is the fault of The Matrix. The floating creatures and being able to fly around comes from there, I think.

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