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      12/13/2007 - "MaTrex"

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      This one was awesome Well, except the end...
      Strangely enough, I was actually Trinity from the Matrix, and my crew seemed to be a mixture between Matrix and Star Trek characters. (I’d read The Cusp’s Star Trek Wars dream, last night. Maybe that’s where this crossover concept came from, but I dunno.) I do remember being in space, at one point, but we spent the rest of the dream on a planet that was either Earth or Earth-like. We were chasing down an enemy group, and followed them into some building that looked something like a cross between a large grocery store, and a police department.

      Inside, we had this massive firefight. There were like 7 people in each of our groups, and we all had our own special “skills/abilities/whatever.” It was absolutely nuts. While fighting them, I’d be doing things like flipping over aisles and climbing the walls and all kinds of acrobatic, metaphysical stuff. The kidWesley Crusher, from Star Trek, was there. He was a cyborg with super strength, but wasn’t using it. He was just using a handgun. Later, many of the opposing side went into hiding. We looked all over the building for them, but there was one area that was sealed off by huge double-doors that were locked. I called Wesley over and told him to break the door down. He was really reluctant at first. It turned out that he was having some sort of identity crisis, where he didn’t want to be a cyborg, and didn’t want to do anything that shattered the illusion that he wasn’t one, including using his super-strength. I talked to him in a surprisingly calm and almost motherly voice and talked him into it, as if he’d been a part of my crew for years, and I was somewhat looking after him. He hesitated in a moment and agreed, obviously in a lot of emotional distress. He said something like “Well I hope you never have to force yourself to do something like this,” talking about how it was breaking his heart to have to act like the cyborg he was. He jumped forward and kicked the huge metal doors, crushing the steel and sending it flying into the next room.

      Wesley stayed behind, and myself and another team member or two stormed into the room. This was a police armory, with weapons and body armor hanging all around. When we came into the room, it turned out to be crawling with cops. This absolutely insane, close-quarters gun battle started. I kept moving and flipping around, trying to avoid all of the bullets, while shooting back, myself. At one point, I dove toward a cop, everything moving in slow motion. When he raised his guns, and spun into a barrel roll, trying to make myself harder to hit. At first, the bullets whizzed by me but, since I was already in the air when he started shooting, I couldn’t control where I landed. I landed in a somersault, right next to his feet. Before I could get off of my back, he just reached over and emptied the rest of his clip into my stomach. He started laughing as I lay their bleeding, saying something about how all of our “theatrics” (acrobatics, crazy moves) were for nothing, because we were just horribly outnumbered. I propped myself up in a sitting position, with my back against the wall. The fight was still going on, and the last thing I remember was calling out for Wesley to help, because he was the strongest. He came storming into the room and started wrecking shit, but there were just too many cops, and he was eventually subdued.

      A few moments passed, and all of these cops had rounded us up, even the enemy squad, and had us all sitting in this room while they “processed” us. I was still sitting where I’d been shot, clutching my stomach. My breathing was getting more and more slow and shallow. Every now and then, a few of the chicks from the opposing crew would look back at me and smirk, seeing that I was sitting there, dying. I could only give them a disgusted sneer. One of my crew members pulled out a piece of paper and said to those other girls something like “Well, since we are all here, caught, anyway, you might as well just go ahead and read what was on the paper” as if this whole thing started over an important note that was on the paper. She handed the paper to the enemy (there were a lot of chicks in this dream). There were now a few seconds passing between each breath I took, and before I could hear what was on the paper, I died, and woke up.

      When I woke up, my abs were tense from all the time I had been sitting there, clutching my stomach, in the dream, and it took a second before I could relax them, and the lingering sensation left.
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      That's awesome, it really reminded me of the grocery store shootout in Hot Fuzz.


      I'm so shooting for this sort of experience in my next LD.

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      Quote Originally Posted by Man of Steel View Post
      That's awesome, it really reminded me of the grocery store shootout in Hot Fuzz.
      LMFAO! I love that movie.
      And Good luck in your next LD.
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