Lucid Time!

I was dreaming of one of my old OCs, a villain named Charles Kid. He was a cybernetic human-cat hybrid who was always trying to take over the world with your classic over-the-top villain schemes.



An old drawing of this character. I mean like OLD OLD, like 2011 OLD

I think the dream was taking place at Doofenshmertz Evil Inc from Phineas and Ferb. Though it felt like we were at ground level...

He had just invented these new devices. They were little cuffs with rockets on them that would fly onto people and the rockets would fire out of them to control where the person went.

Charles was planning to release a virus that would turn all of the humans in the world into monsters or kill them or both. He asked (well, forced rather) his assistant, a character who I did not create, a boy named Gregor to build his evil virus-releasing device. I remember him saying to Gregor that "It's just a simple turbine generator... shouldn't be hard for you..." Gregor was a genius boy of about 15 with curly brown hair.

Gregor was his captured slave and somehow important to the plot. At first, he refused to build the virus turbine for him, but Charles sent some of the cuffs onto his hands and the rockets fired and slammed him into a wall. He then shocked him with the cuffs and told him to get building right away.

Then, like something out a comic book, Myself, Manei and Marcus busted through the wall of his lair. (The more I think about it, the whole dream kind of looked like it was an animation.) Charles tried to sent the flying rocket cuffs to capture us. Marcus pulled out guns and shot them out of the air. He then distracted us by sending some of his robots (something he did have when I wrote his character) to attack and put more cuffs on us when we were distracted.

I remember the last scene where he used the rockets to pin Manei and Marcus to a wall. He put a second set of cuffs around their legs. Then the cuffs in on my arms somehow activated the hidden blades I have in my wristbands. (How did he even know about those?) The rockets on the cuffs started pulling me toward my friends.

I yelled "Stop!" and the dream ended.

That character wasn't nearly so dark and twisted when I wrote him back a few years ago...