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    1. #201. U-haul

      by , 08-20-2015 at 03:56 PM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      I'm at a networking event that's in someone's living room. In this dream, the very nice houses in the city are on a peninsula overlooking the water, and the host has a big house that fits everyone. It looks a lot like my house, but bigger.

      ---

      I'm at the dumpster in our complex, and I've found a couple of really cool chairs that I could use in my studio. My husband is not happy with the prospect of dumpster chairs. I now realize that the chairs that were really nice a minute ago actually have broken lifting mechanisms.

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      I'm sharing a dorm with my mom and my brother. This is not a happy arrangement. We've just moved in, and the management is now telling us that we need to move to another one of their properties because they're renovating.

      I'm arguing with my mom over whether we should rent a U-haul or take several trips in the truck. She vetoes my U-haul suggestion and says that we can make the truck work, but I say we have two hours to move and we need to take at least three trips in the truck.

      A panel that we're loading into the truck snaps, and it flies with force towards my mom's throat.

      Pause.

      I realize that I'm dreaming.

      With my mind, I catch the broken pieces as they fly towards my mom, absorb the kinetic force, and let them drop, harmlessly, to the ground.

      I remember that my next task is to teleport—and that I want to teleport to a neighbour's house to fulfill two goals at once—but the dream is getting fuzzy and I'm starting to drift towards consciousness.
      Blearily, I think that it seems silly to teleport into a neighbour's house when it's right next door. I wake up.

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      Malfoy is sending a robot after me. It would be a physical threat, but as long as I pick it up and hold it on its side, it can't actually get to me, so that's a bust as far as evil plans go.

      The robot follows me uselessly around the room.

      We're in a playground, and I've hijacked Voldemort's followers by pretending that I, Harry Potter, am actually the next incarnation of Voldemort. (Or maybe I am?)

      Malfoy is teetering on top of something that looks like the Cirque du Soleil-inspired stunts from Mad Max: Fury Road. He's trying to prove a point. He falls, but he's currently invulnerable.

      Updated 08-20-2015 at 04:00 PM by 31096

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    2. One Door Closes, Another Opens

      by , 05-12-2011 at 03:47 AM
      5/11/11 - One Door Closes, Another Opens
      Dream Non-dream Lucid

      I don't remember much from this dream, but it's a start.

      There were many worlds, almost like in Kingdom Hearts, connected in a circle by large doors that only a select few people could percieve and even less could open. There was some sort of interdimensional war going on, and I was a part of it due to my ability to open and close the doors. I was stationed in one of those worlds, which was like a large, independent town surrounded by a huge wall that served as the world's barrier. I recieved a call on my handheld radio, and through the static I could hear people yelling about attack and dragons. Under attack by dragons? I wasn't too worried, but wished I could be of some help.
      I met a man named Ronald who vaguely resembled the McDonald's clown, but seemed mostly normal. He, along with several others, wished to travel to the next world over in order to escape the effects of the war. I led his group to a place where the town's main road ended at what should appear as a blank wall, but to me was instead a large door. I reached out and pushed it open, which was slightly difficult since it was heavy. Outside, a snowstorm was raging over the barren land between worlds. I pointed out an open door several feet ahead, and the group stumbled out through the blizzard to reach it. As they safely reached the next world, I could see that there was a change in them. It seemed as if all the personality and emotion had been sucked out of them; even the colors of their clothes became dull. That's when I realized it was time to close that door for good, and shut the unfortunate souls away behind it. Now alone in the first world, I walked down the road to a spot where I had left my Jeep and a tent I'd set up. A few people were there waiting for me, and said they had been seperated from their home worlds. I said I'd help them, so we all got in the Jeep, me in the driver's seat and the three of them in the back. Just then, Draco Malfoy hopped in the passenger seat. He gave me an update on our troops' status, and mentioned that they had trained some dragons for battle. So that's what the radio call had been for. He also said that we should be relocated soon since the world we were in wouldn't exist much longer.

      Yeah, I don't remember anything else.
    3. 11/27/10 Lucidity at Hogwarts!

      by , 11-29-2010 at 04:12 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      Note: Tigress, MoSh, and I have all planned on a shared dream this night. Since Tigress and I have yet to both remember a Harry Potter dream, we're going to take another shot at the dreams where we're at the sorting, but this time MoSh wants in on it. He says he is going to see if Asuka wants to come, too. Since I have been having problems with my WILD's, my light / sound machine took a crap so there went my preferred technique to enter a WILD, I have asked Q to make sure everyone makes it to Hogwarts ok. Even if I'm not lucid, I will still be there, but I won't be as able to go fetch anyone else who hasn't made it there on their own.

      I am in a room that looks very familiar by now, considering I have been in there a couple of times already, and I have a strange sense of de-ja-vu. I know I have been here before, doing this exact same thing. I look at the walls of the circular room, the tapestries look familiar, the large wooden door on one side of the room… I can tell everything that is about to happen… such as I know a woman that looks like Professor McGonagall from the Harry Potter series is about to step through that door and start talking to us. I can tell what she is going to say, well most of it, anyway… in the version I am 'remembering' I hadn't really been listening to her very closely… The feeling that is going along with this is really strange, it seems like I am in some kind of surreal world even though everything looks very normal… at least for the interior of a castle. I hear the door open and McGonagall, she doesn't just look like McGonagall, she IS McGonagall, enters the room. I look around, feeling almost like I might be stoned… I'm not sure how I would know that since I've never been stoned in my life… "What the fuck?" I say, more to myself than anyone else, "This is fucking crazy…" I note that I am also dropping more expletives than I normally do…

      "Watch your language!" McGonagall says, this is the first thing out of her mouth, "You have all been given the opportunity to attend this school, at no cost to you, to earn your education in witchcraft and wizardry… I would expect a little more respect than to have the first words out of your class be ones like that!" After making her dislike of cursing abundantly clear, she changes the subject and starts talking about the things we will be learning there in Hogwarts, it sounds like a lot of cool stuff, the kind of things I can only do in a dream right now. Wait a minute… a dream? I am reluctant to do a RC, I don't want to be dreaming, I think it would be awesome to be able to learn magic on this plane… but I do the nose pinch RC, and discover I am dreaming.

      "Shit!" I let the expletive out without even thinking, I am just disappointed at the fact this isn't real. My expletive makes McGonagall stop mid-sentence to address it. She has seen who had cursed this time, she is looking directly at me. She says if I am put in her house, I will have to clean up that language or I will be finding a lot of trouble. I brush that off with a, "Pfft," I already know I am not going to be in her house. A voice off to my left says, "Is she fucking serious? You have got to be fucking kidding me!" McGonagall seems more than a little annoyed at the fact more people are cursing now, but she continues with what she has to say rather than getting distracted back to the subject of cursing.

      I follow the sound of the most recent expletives and I find Tigress standing in the group of people watching in the direction of McGonagall, though McGonagall isn't actually visible right now. She says no one is going to tell her what she can and can't fucking say. I greet her, and she recognizes me, she says she had been looking for me, and is glad I made it in time. McGonagall has opened the door and people are filing through it now, Tigress and I are near the end of the line, and I see two more familiar faces. MoSh and Asuka are also there. They come over and file into the room behind us, there are only a few stragglers left to follow in after them. We all line up in the front of the great hall waiting for the sorting, and since Tigress, MoSh, Asuka, and I were some of the last ones in, we are now near the front of the line to be sorted. I notice something surprising… Vegeta is sitting at the table with the instructors… is Vegeta a teacher here? I had no idea he might be interested in teaching at Hogwarts again…


      Note: In a previous series of Harry Potter dreams, before I was journaling online, Vegeta was there as a part-time instructor teaching the students martial arts, energy control, and other abilities that are not reliant on wands, so they could more easily defend themselves against the allies of Voldermort.

      The sorting goes pretty much as I had expected, the sense of de-ja-vu continues, but at least now I know why. A couple students I don't recognize are sorted out to Hufflepuff and Gryffindor… then it is MoSh's turn, I hear him say he doesn't want to be put in Slytherin, but thinks he might be because he turns into a snake… I comment that where you go isn't based on what transformations you're capable of… He says he knows that, and goes over to put the hat on. After a hesitation, the hat finally assigns him to Gryffindor. MoSh looks very relieved as he goes to the table, and Asuka is right behind him… McGonagall calls to her to stop, she hasn't been sorted yet, she pauses, points at MoSh, then reluctantly comes back and puts on the hat. It assigns her to Gryffindor, and she runs over to the table to grab a seat next to MoSh. Tigress watches that and then it is her turn to get sorted into a house, she goes over and puts the hat on… it assigns her to Ravenclaw. Wait… is that different than past dreams or the same? I can't be sure of that, I also have a memory of her being sorted into Gryffindor, but I am not sure what happened in the neighboring worlds… McGonagall snaps me out of my confused thoughts, telling me it is my turn to be sorted. I go over and put the hat on… it is getting redundant, but I arrange to be in Slytherin yet again… and it complies. I am thinking at this rate I am never going to get the chance to be healing anyone even if I am in Slytherin…

      I head down to the Slytherin table and have a seat in an area that is mostly clear, the closest person is several seats away from me. I think it might make me look anti-social, but I really don't want to deal with a bunch of people I don't know right now, so I really don't care. The rest of the sorting is boring… I am paying very little attention to the proceedings when I notice someone sitting right beside me. My first thought is to get annoyed, there are plenty of empty seats without having to sit right beside me… I look and see it is Draco beside me, he has an expression on that I don't see on him very often… a smile! Like in this photo of Tom Felton, who plays Draco Malfoy in the movies! I had intended to tell him to leave me alone, but I am a bit surprised at seeing him sitting there smiling at me and I hesitate on telling him to go away… then I realize that we're in the same house, so we're going to be around each other… and if I'm going to heal his heart, I will have to be around him at some point… So I don't say anything. Crabb and Goyle are immediately behind Draco, and they go to sit down on the other side of him. Draco tells them to go away, there isn't enough room for them here… Goyle says there are plenty of seats, indicating the stretch of about six seats between Draco and the next person. Draco just repeats that there isn't room for them, telling them to go sit somewhere else. Crabb barely gets out a, "But…" when Draco, losing a bit of his smile, just says, "Go!" Crabb and Goyle slink off looking dejected and find seats a bit farther down the row.

      Draco puts his smile back on and turns back to me, saying now that the rude interruption is over… He pauses for a bit, then apparently decides I'm not going to say anything, so he goes ahead. He introduces himself, saying his name is Draco Malfoy, he adds that I have no doubt heard of the Malfoys… I lie and say I have never heard the name Malfoy before, nor the name Draco, so if he is thinking we have met before, I'm certain we have not. Draco seems a bit taken aback by that, apparently thinking everyone has heard of the Malfoys. He is about to say something when the Gryffindor table erupts in cheers, Harry Potter has just been assigned to Gryffindor, they're over there cheering, "We got Potter! We got Potter!" Draco acts disgusted at that, asking if I can believe the way they're acting over Potter. He looks back at me, not smiling, and says something about me knowing of Harry Potter and not the Malfoys, saying that is because Potter is always stealing the spotlight for himself… I decide to maintain objectivity as much as possible, not to befriend or antagonize Draco any more than necessary, so I say I have no clue who this Harry Potter person is, either. Draco looks at me, surprised again, so I add that if he must know, the place I come from is very far away, so I am not familiar with the well known people of their area… the only Potter I know is a Martha Potter, a really rude girl from my muggle high school who used to spend far too much of her time coming up with insulting things to call me.

      Dumbledore spends some time talking in front of the group, he is talking about the Tri-School Wizard Tournament, which is a variant of the Tri-Wizard Tournament from the books, and two people, one woman and one man, would be selected from each house to participate in a series of challenges. Anyone failing to complete a challenge would be eliminated from the tournament. If everyone finishes, whoever finishes last is eliminated from the tournament. This is continued until they have found their winner. There would be two other schools visiting us, and they would also have their participants, so whoever gets picked should go out there and make Hogwarts look good. He then adds that Vegeta is, indeed, teaching there. He says Vegeta is teaching a class about non-magical defenses, in case anyone gets caught without a wand, it is important to know how to defend one's self. Draco mutters something about not wanting to fight like a stupid muggle, I tell him I know Vegeta, and using his techniques, he could kick the ass of any witch or wizard in existence. Vegeta has power like Draco would never believe. He can see I am being serious, he looks at Vegeta again, this time seeming to think a bit more about him.

      Food appears, but I find I don't have much of an appetite. Draco is smiling again, now that he is sure I'm not a Harry Potter fan, then says welcome to Hogwarts, he will be glad to show me around. He eats a bit, then I ask him how he can show me around since this is his first year here, too. He puffs himself up like he thinks he's some kind of a peacock or something, and announces that his father, Lucious Malfoy, is on the governing board here, so I have been here many times with him. I know everything around here. He is smiling bigger now, apparently thinking that would impress me somehow, but I am not impressed. I just give a nonchalant, "Cool," as a response. He says he didn't catch my name. I hesitate, but then I tell him my name is Raven Knight. He repeats the name Raven a time or two, maybe trying to be sure he remembered it, and now dessert appeared. My lost appetite came back, as I saw all sorts of chocolate! Now I started eating, chocolate cakes, chocolate pies, chocolate candy, chocolate ice cream… Some delicious chocolate candies with a creamy white chocolate under dark chocolate and then a crunchy chocolate center…

      Draco is watching me make a pig of myself, though he doesn't seem to mind, he looks like he is zoned out into a trance or something. The remainder of the food disappears… bummer, no more of the candies. Everyone is getting up to head to the dorms. Crabb and Goyle come rushing over to Draco, apparently not thinking anything of the fact they had just been brushed off earlier… Draco has a plate full of the candies I had been pigging out on, Goyle reaches for them, but Draco pulls them away. "These aren't for you," he snaps at Goyle, "You can go get your own. Now get on down to the Slytherin dorms, I'll meet you there later." Crabb tries to snatch a candy, but Draco won't let him have any, either. Draco holds the plate out towards me, he says he saved me some of the candies I liked so well. I tell him I have had enough, though I am afraid I might be drooling a bit which would definitely give me away… Draco smiles and then somehow turns the plate into a bag, tied closed at the top, and he hands that to me. He says I can keep it for later, then. He says he will show me where our dorms are, I'm not sure how to get away from him right now… I feel like I might wake up, which is not good when I am right next to Draco… I tell him what I really need is a bathroom. He shows me where one is. I tell him I really think I might be a while… too much chocolate… so don't wait, I would find my way to the dorms and see him later. He hesitates, seeming disappointed, but finally leaves. I go into the bathroom and wake.
    4. 11/22/10 More Missed RC's at Hogwarts

      by , 11-28-2010 at 03:07 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      I am in a place I don't recognize… or wait a minute… it does look a bit familiar. It is a circular room that looks like the interior of a castle, with ornate arches across the domed ceiling and colorful tapestries hanging on the stone walls. There is a large wooden door on one side of the room, from beyond which I can hear a lot of talking, it sounds like a party going on in there. But I'm in a castle! I have to get photos! I look for my camera, I can't find it… ok… I look for my phone, for my iPod Touch. Both not there. I know they should be in my purse, but I don't see my purse around! Did I really leave my purse somewhere without taking at least one of those things out? I must have… in response to that discovery I drop a loud expletive, "Ah, SHIT!" The circular room has quite a few people in it, and quite a few of them stop talking and turn towards me as I drop that loud expletive. I also hadn't realized that someone had come into the room from beyond the wooden doors, I have been too busy looking for cameras and phones and iPods. A woman over by the door said loudly that whoever had said that would need to watch their language when in her house. I mutter, "What the fuck?" a bit louder than I intend to, and the woman says that one isn't acceptable, either.

      Now I am wondering who the prude is, so I make my way through the people to where I can see. I hear another woman off to my left say, "She's got to be fucking kidding…" and apparently the woman heard that, too, as she responded and said she was absolutely not kidding. What the heads of the other houses allow is up to them, but she would not have such vulgarity in her house. In her house? Well, what difference would that make? It's not like I'm going to be moving in with her, or at least I don't think I will be… I notice the person who cursed after I did, and I recognize her right away, it's Tigress! I walk over to Tigress and say hello, she also says hello, and now the woman up front is continuing and talking about some other stuff, but I'm not listening. Tigress is bitching about the woman, about her view on cursing, she says McGonagall can't be serious… this is a school, not a church, and if she wants to fucking curse she will fucking curse and there's nothing they can fucking do about it. These expletives go unnoticed, as the woman is talking. I am about to say something when it registers to me that she just said McGonagall… I comment about Professor McGonagall from the Harry Potter series, and Tigress said of course it is her, she's always the one. I finally complete my search for a place where I can see the woman, and sure enough, it is Professor McGonagall… I do a double take at that. Tigress asks who I expected to see there…

      Whatever McGonagall has been saying, she is done now, and opens the door so all of us can file through the door into a large room that has been decorated for a party. There are large tables with a lot of people sitting at them, everyone there looks like they recently graduated high school, so this place must be a college of some kind, though Professor McGonagall indicated we were at Hogwarts. Apparently the idea of being at Hogwarts is not a strange thing to me, as it doesn't trigger a reality check. I figure J.K. Rowling must have just fudged in her stories a bit to avoid things being too close of a match. (Ok, I know everyone rationalizes in dreams, but give me a break!) McGonagall lines us all up in front of the room to begin the sorting process, which is done with the sorting hat just like in the Harry Potter books… I see several people I know get sorted into their appropriate houses. Tigress gets sorted into Ravenclaw, and I find myself wondering if they are doing it on purpose to annoy McGonagall when one of the guys there stands up and adds a loud, "FUCK YEAH!" to the cheering. I am up next, and for the same reasons as the last Harry Potter dream, I get the hat to place me in Slytherin. That way I will be closest to those needing healing. I go over to the appropriate table and sit down in an open area, not paying much attention to the people welcoming me over. I can tell some of them are genuinely giving me a friendly welcome, but I feel a lot of negative energy as well. This is definitely where I need to be.

      I am sitting there for a bit longer until someone sits beside me. I look to my right and see Crabb sit down, then Draco sits down between Crabb and me… Goyle is behind me, he tells me to move, I tell him to fuck off. Crabb is snickering, Goyle says I am in his seat… I tell him again to fuck off unless he wants to try to take my seat, which if he does want to do that, go ahead. It could prove to be entertaining. Goyle doesn't seem to know how to follow through to get his seat, he looks dumbly at Draco, who tells him to go find some other seat, the food is the same everywhere. Goyle stammers the word, "But…" for a bit before Draco tells him to go find a seat, adding that Goyle is making himself look even stupider than normal. Finally Goyle wanders off to some other place. There is food, there is a lot of it, but I really don't feel much like eating… at least not until dessert breaks me out of my brooding. There is chocolate involved! I have the idea I won't have any problem with getting fat or other things, so I rather make a pig of myself. There are a few people staring at me, but I really don't care. The chocolate is delicious, chocolate cakes, chocolate puddings, chocolate ice cream that didn't seem to be melting… a couple chocolate things I have never seen before…

      After the meal is done and a few announcements have been made by Dumbledore, everyone is splitting off to go to their respective houses. I find Tigress as we are exiting the dining hall, and she says she'll see me around. I agree with her, we wave to each other, and head our own ways. We make our way down into the dungeon, which is where the dorm is. I am surprised that when we get to the dorm itself there are a bunch of adults waiting there, they are dropping off some things for students, kind of like the day at college when parents or other family members will help the students move into their new quarters. I notice Lucious Malfoy is talking to Draco, and I stand there watching them for a couple minutes. Then I hear talking from behind me, I look and see a man talking to Crabb, he is talking as if he is very angry about something, so I wonder what is up. I listen in on that for a while longer. The man, who I am thinking is Crabb's father, is telling Crabb to at least try to avoid being a total embarrassment this year. Crabb doesn't respond to that, and his father now says that he should know that is impossible, since everything Crabb does is an embarrassment… he turns to walk away from Crabb and walks right into me. I tell him the only embarrassing thing I see is him. He doesn't need any help embarrassing himself, he just has to come out in public. He says I should show some respect. I tell him if he can show me someone worthy of respect I will show some. He gives me a dirty look, Crabb says he really is an embarrassment, I tell him his dad is just compensating for his inadequacies in other areas. Crabb looks at me dumbly, his dad glares at me, and then storms out of the room. Crabb looks rather awkward, he says he doesn't need someone else to take care of his father. I ask who said I was doing it for him? Obviously his dad needed to be told off, so I did it. Nothing more to say.

      Crabb disappears into the boys part of the dorms, and the parents are starting to leave, I notice Lucious looking at me strangely as he goes to leave the room. I wonder what is he looking at? I turn to go to the women's side of the dorms, but I can still feel him looking at me. I look back towards Lucious, and see he is still looking at me, but as soon as I turn he also turns and leaves the room through the hidden entrance to the dorms. I am still wondering what that means, or maybe it doesn't mean anything… most likely it doesn't mean anything. I am starting to feel a bit disoriented, and I think I must be tired, it has been a long day, so I go into the girls side of the dorms and find a bed that has my name on it, "Raven Knight," in a room with three other beds. I am getting really tired, so I lie down and fall asleep almost immediately… and when I fall asleep in the bed there, I wake up in my own bed.
    5. 11/21/10 At Hogwarts... and Not Lucid?!

      by , 11-27-2010 at 04:51 AM (New Dream Adventures of Raven Knight)
      I am in a place I don't recognize, it looks like the interior of a castle, which I think is pretty damn awesome. I am wishing I had my camera with me so I could take some photos of the place, but since I don't, I just focus on taking in as many details of the place as I can. The arches over the ceiling of the room are very high and ornate, the ground is stone, there are many tapestries hanging on the stone walls. Each of the tapestries shows a scene with some epic quest underway, but they mean nothing to me since I have never seen any of the people in them before. There is a large wooden door on one side of the room, which is closed. I can hear a lot of talking from the other side, it sounds like there might be some kind of party going on over there. I wonder if we are invited to that party, or if we are going elsewhere in this castle. Part of me wants to go in to see the party, but another part of me wants to sneak away from the group and explore the castle some more. I really wanted to see as much of the place as I could. In addition to the large door, there were several smaller doors around the outside wall of the room, which was round. I wonder where those doors might lead, but I have not yet had a chance to make my way over to one… there are also quite a few people in the room with me… before a woman enters the room and silences everyone with a firm voice. I look over to where the voice is coming from, and the woman is standing beside the large door. She is dressed in black robes with a symbol on them, it is a symbol that looks like a red griffin… then I recognize where I think I have seen her before… Professor McGonagall from the Harry Potter series?! Nah… it must just be a resemblance.

      Well, now everyone is listening to Professor McGonagall, which is what I am calling her in my mind since I don't know what her name really is… She welcomes us to the castle… awesome! It really is a castle, now I just need to get away so I can explore… I really don't want to miss my chance to explore this place… I am looking for a way to get to a door that isn't being watches when the woman actually introduces herself as Professor McGonagall. At this point I stop looking for ways to leave the room and I look back over at the woman, she continues talking to us. For the first time it registers that everyone in the room with me is rather young, looking like they're barely out of high school, and everyone there is paying very close attention to McGonagall. Wow… I must be the oldest one in there short of McGonagall herself… Great, now I feel out of place. I move over to the side of the room to stay as invisible as possible. I catch a glimpse of my reflection in a mirror hanging on one of the doors… and wow… I look like I am barely out of high school! Wow, I don't look nearly as old as I thought I did… there were clearly no unsightly bags under my eyes there! I wander back into the group, trying to hear McGonagall speaking.

      "There you are!" comes a voice from off to my right. I look over to see Tigress coming over to meet me, she says she had started to wonder if I was going to make it tonight. I say of course I made it, how could I ever miss being in a place like this? She gives me a puzzled look, but before she can say anything else, McGonagall says it is time to enter the great hall and be sorted into our houses. We all file into the large room beyond the large wooden doors and down an aisle through some large tables with people sitting at them. Some of the people there look older than those of entering, some look about the same age, I see a few faces that look rather familiar. We all reach the front of the room and line up, Tigress is beside me, and I see more people I recognize, all of them from the Harry Potter series. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Draco, Crabb, Goyle, Neville, and several others I recognized. This all seems strange… Tigress is whispering to me from my right side, but I can't really hear what she's saying. I try to tell her that, but she can't seem to hear what I am saying, either. Soon McGonagall is getting everyone's attention again, and it is soon silent in the room.

      I recognize what is happening in the room, we are all being sorted into different houses of Hogwarts. Somehow this doesn't trigger a reality check… um… sometimes I can be really thick headed in dreams… Everything is going as I remember it going in the books, everyone is getting assigned where they are in the books. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, are all in Gryffindor… Draco, Crabb, and Goyle are in Slytherin… Tigress is right in front of me, she gets assigned to Gryffindor, then it is my turn. So where would I be assigned? I sit in the seat, with a rather old and slightly smelly pointed hat on my head, wondering where I could get something done. Well, since I am a healer before other things, I need to be where I can get the most healing done the most easily. Most of the people at Hogwarts that need to have their harts healed are in Slytherin… yuck… I don't really like the idea of being in there, but then if someone wants to be a doctor, they have to go to where the sick people are… such as in a hospital. So if I want to heal someone's heart, I need to be in Slytherin. I'm not sure if the hat hears what I am thinking or maybe it sees the dark energy I have in me, but it complies and assigns me to Slytherin.

      So while I would rather go over to sit with Tigress, I am directed to go sit at a different table with a bunch of people I don't know, with a bunch of Slytherins. This is not where I want to be going, so I go over to the table and look for an empty seat. I sit down without looking at anyone around me. There are people around me welcoming me there, just like happens at the other tables when someone is welcomed, but something seems off, and I realize it's the energy I feel coming off of some of them. It's more unstable than elsewhere in the room, it's more negative. There are still some more people being sorted, but I'm not paying any attention to that now, I look over across the room at Tigress, I would rather be over there… did I make a big mistake? I am wondering that when I hear a voice next to me. I look over and I see Draco is sitting right next to me… was he there when I sat down? I don't remember even looking to see who I was sitting beside, I don't really care who I'm sitting beside. So now I am thinking I might have made a dumb choice, by the time I finished being in Slytherin for a while, the place would be a blood bath… I would go on a psychotic killing spree.

      Draco is making some kind of comment, he says something about not needing that loser since I am where I belong now… I ask what loser he is talking about, he indicates Tigress, which pisses me off. I am not in a good mood right now, and it definitely shows, it doesn't take much to set me off then. I grab Draco's collar and pull his face down right next to mine, practically hissing the threats I am making… I tell him if I ever hear him saying nasty things about Tigress again that I'll kick him in the nuts so hard they get lodged in his fucking nostrils, and don't make the mistake of thinking I can't do it, because I can. Draco is looking at me strangely, I think he can see that I am completely serious about that, Crabb and Goyle don't seem to know what to do, thus they look stupider than ever. Draco finally says he didn't mean anything by it, he was just trying to make me feel better about being apart from my old friends, I'd make new ones. I am not in the mood for making friends right now, though, so I just let go of Draco and return my attention to watching Tigress on the other side of the room… but now I don't see her there. Where did she go? How did she disappear? It flashes through my mind that Tigress probably woke up, but that makes no sense since I am not dreaming… am I? I never get a chance to check that out, however, I wake up.
    6. #114. The Beast

      by , 07-25-2010 at 12:11 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      07/17/10



      The castle is light grey stone, bleached white in the moonlight. Spires reach to the stars. Atop the tallest tower, Debra Morgan stands looking out over endless mountain forests.

      This is fucking ridiculous, she thinks. Of all the people to be kidnapped by a mythological creature, she should not be playing the damsel in distress. She's a cop, for Christ's sake.

      She takes a breath, straightens her long, flowing (fucking impractical, is what it is) dress. It's silk, flowing patterns of blue and purple, glowing in the moonlight. The harsh notes of an organ drift across the courtyard from another tower. She frowns, humming along with the melody.

      She hears her voice being played back to her, a recofded message. She stops humming, startled, and the voice stops. A slow smile forms on her face, and she starts humming the tune that the Beast is playing on his organ. She hums and listens carefully to the instructions her future self is giving her, letting a grin form. This plan just might work.



      I'm a reaper, recently deceased. I've always wanted to leave Ixburg, and I was just shy of graduating high school. Now that I'm dead, I basically have sole dominion over the entire area's dead and dying.

      My family moved out of our apartment block soon after my death. I get the place for a discount. Nobody wants to live in that particular suite anymore. I'm running the place for the new owners, a profession that gives me the flexibility to gather the few souls that suffer freak accidents occasionally.

      For a retirement town, there's not a whole lot of death here.

      Rube shows up around the corner of the shop in the back. He asks how I'm doing. I say that all I want is to get the hell out of here.

      I'm jumping on fenceposts where the shop should be. I see a ten foot post and I jump up from the ground. I'm suspended in the air for a moment, and I force the dream to let me land on the four-inch circle.



      I find myself in the middle of downtown Halifax. Barrington is a pedestrian only street. I feel ridiculously ashamed of my bare feet for some reason.

      I take off to the south end at a sprint, enjoying the feel of running barefoot. I take the boardwalk, heading for my apartment.



      I'm working at a table at some kind of convention, minding my own business, when a girl suddenly attacks me with a sword. I take a glancing blow to the neck, fall with it to avoid more damage. I pick up the short sword that was sitting beside me on the table as I dive for cover. I bring the sword up over my head as the girl strikes again. We fight.

      This is a game. Damage is taken, and I slice open the girl's scalp. She hardly notices. No one loses until they surrender. I switch my sword for an axe on the table. I preferred the sword, so I switched back. The sword is knocked out of my hand and I rush the girl, tackling her and pinning her to the ground. She gets her hands out somehow and tries to struggle away, but another quick move has her immobile.

      I fumble for my sword. I hold the blade to her throat, and rasp, "Do you yield?" She grins and concedes victory to me.

      I'm outside, by the Halifax clocktower. The grass is green, and I look over the Vancouver harbour.

      An orchestra is playing outdoors, under the blue sky. I take a breath, and allow the music to wash over me.

      Now, what was I supposed to be doing?



      A group of people are camping near a lake. Getting out of a car, they bicker with each other. Ron, Hermione, and Draco Malfoy are all members of the group.

      Malfoy is concerned about his haircut (blond and spiky). He thinks it's just great the way it is, but they've been camping for so long that he's starting to need another haircut.

      Ron can cut hair, but Malfoy doesn't trust him not to mess it up on purpose.

      The Beast. Scare Factor: 4.

      Updated 07-25-2010 at 07:00 AM by 31096

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    7. #23. Nitwit Protagonists

      by , 06-14-2010 at 05:10 AM (Things to Run Away From Really Fast)
      Alice and I are having grand adventures in a very big store that, oddly, doesn't change at all throughout the dream. Well, maybe a bit.

      A young Draco Malfoy is trying to get me in trouble during class for using a fixative over my charcoal drawing. Prove it, Draco. They like me better than you here.

      Horseback riding. I touch my friend on the shoulder and am surprised when a sudden movement causes her to be knocked to the ground. She hits her head on the ground / a rock, hard. After dismounting, my character quickly decides that Alice is dead and she should try to figure out who the murderer is. She gives a Sherlock-style monologue to the two evil stepsisters nearby, also on horseback, about figuring out the murder. In the background, from a third person POV, I'm screaming at my character, "Why don't you start CPR, already?!"

      Nitwit Protagonists. Scare Factor: 3. Grr.