Thread: 5/30/10- A stephen Strutmeyer Film

And now for a Stephen Strutmeyer Film....
I hear a loud noise. Like that of a clock tick. TICK TOCK. I open the door to a house and walk inside TICK TOCK. I reality check. The ticking gets faster, and faster and faster, until it stops. I look around, and realize I'm not in my own house. I step outside. I am on my street. I think through all the dream goals I have, enjoying how extremely vivid it is. It is night, and day, at the same time. Am I even gonna ask? The first dream goal that comes to mind is that of super-speed. I sprint down the street, running faster than 'Flash'. I enjoy this sensation, but realize my street is much to long. I stop running, and see I'm almost to the end of it. I look around for something else fun to do, and see a car. I pick the car up, noting how heavy, yet how light, it is in my arms. I throw it at a house, and I can see a DC sitting inside, looking alarmed that a car just crashed through her window. I don't really care. I hear a faint ticking again, and walk back to the house. I go to the back yard, and decide I'd like to try teleporting. I decide on france, close my eyes, and visualize the effeil tower. I snap my fingers three times and jump, and when I open my eyes, I am not in France. I'm not even in my own body. MY BODY... Is gone. I don't have a body, I am a single point of consiousness, witnessing something I can't even think to describe. The best words I have for it, is a wheel raping a complex contraption. Everything goes black, and the words "98 Years later" Appear in white. I open my eyes (because it was black I assumed they were closed) and see a similar, yet more disturbing scene. It scares me, and disturbs me deeply, yet I'm not sure what I should do. Then everything goes black and the word "Meanwhile" comes up. I open my eyes, and my body is back. I'm standing on a street corner. I watch as a giant monster terrorizes the DCs. The monster is comprised of thousands of tentacle like fingers, with two legs, and two arms. The rest of him is just writhing fingers. He stops in his path, looks at me, and then turns to the wall he's facing, and makes an intricate shadow puppet display. It starts out as a bird flying, and morphs into a man being shot, and finally the monster attacking someone. I'm so amused with this I try it myself. I don't really think of what I want to do, so instead, I flip him off, and sure enough, two giant shadows of my hands appear on the wall. Suddenly, I hear a low voice. Like that voice you hear in the previews
"A film... That will change your life" I freak out and wonder where the voice is coming from. I can't find it. I search around, and run to where the thing was. He is there no longer.
"I film, that took 7 minutes to record." I freak out some more and start running
"A FILM.. THAT IS NOT YOUR WILDEST DREAMS COME TRUE, BUT YOUR WILDEST DREAMS." I freak out EVEN more and run EVEN faster.
"A STEPHEN STRUTMEYER FILM...." I stop, close my eyes, and hear a giant THUD.
"The dreams of.... KRAFTWERK" (But not kraftwerk, my real first name.) Everything goes white here, and suddenly text pops up on the whiteness (In black of course.) The text reads "Have you ever wanted to learn how to make a movie? NOW YOU CAN, FOR A LOW, LOW, LOW, LOW, LOW PRICE OF 19.95. The course is easy, and takes a whole 7.57 SECONDS! Order now!"
There is an abrupt scene change and I lose lucidity. I am suddenly back in that room. A girl I know runs in "KRAFTWERK. We have to go. SIXFLAGS CLOSES IN 10 MINUTES!!!"
I stare at her blankly, and remember all the dreams I've had about six flags. (What?...) I realize I am dreaming and follow her out the door. We come to some sort of party. Its a party where all of my friends was. I sensed it was a party I should be at. A voice, and a face, popped up in my minds eye.
"Kraftwerk... I have a job for you" He says
"You what?"
"Have a job for you. See that switch over there? Throw it. End the party." I run over to where the switch is, and flip off the lights. I run outside, and the man from my minds eye is standing right there.
"Good" He says "Now do it again!" I run in, and where the switch is, a big bulky jock is standing. He asks me if I'm going to flip this switch and I say no. I run outside the tent, and find power cords leading into it. I unplug all of them, and the dream goes black. I think I wake up, but its merely a false awakening. I want to go journal the amazing dream I've had, but I hear someone playing the piano down stairs. I check the time, and its 2:00 A.M. I run down, and see my dad playing the piano. I tell him to stop it, and go back upstairs. I start to journal down the dream, and wake up for realz, with the phrase "A stephen Strutmeyer Film" bouncing around in my mind.

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