Friday, 29 May 2009

Tradition makes it so...

Recently my brain has been making up the endings to lost. I doubt there are any spoilers in this post but just incase, please don't read if you haven't seen the end of the most recent series.

So there I am, dreaming away.

Myself, Sawyer, Julliette, Jack and Kate were running around the jungle trying to get away from the Dharma dudes. We are also being followed by papparazzi... Juliette is pregnant and wearing a red top, she'd finding it hard to move.

Next I can hear music and am on my own, I can hear a guitar and drums I walk through the trees to see Sawyer teaching Kate to play drums whilst he is on a red SG guitar. Nice. Juliette then comes along followed by the paps. Kate gives up her drum stool for pregnant Juliette, the cameras start clicking away on her. She tells everyone to 'shh' before pointing to a nearby cave and telling the paps to take photos of that because it is important. All of a sudden there is an explosion in the cave, the paps die as does Juliette (oh dear).

The rest of us then get captured and it begins to rain, my dream then cuts to a scene on Jack, Kate and Sawyer atop a jeep rolling through the mud. Everything looked liek a warzone rather than lush jungleage.

They were taking to a hut where Sayid was and I don't quite remember how but we got out. (There was something about scrabble...) We ran out and Jack got shot, I remember thinking thank god because I really don't like Jack. So we got out and it was all icy Sayid broke the ice of a puddle and chucked it at the guards trying to stab them. It didn't work. Then Sayid turned on us and started speaking in a Russian accent he told us that his real name was Valerie and that he was a bad guy. He showed us the gun that was tucked into the front of his grey sweat pants (I'm sure there's some significance here because that bit was really vivid.) He then starts kicking water from the puddles at us, laughing and saying that it was full of bleach.

I got the water in my eyes but it didn't sting like bleach it was just wet. So Sayid says, "there, Jessica, it's bleach it hurts."

And I was just like "No."

And that was that....

Monday, 4 May 2009

Possibly the most awesome dream ever!

This dream was hilarious, it makes little sense but my dreams probably aren't supposed to be coherent. So, there I am in my old school, yet it didn't look anything like a school, I had to put makeup on Ben for another photographer to take photos of him, which was a little bit weird. There was also a big issue about me hiding my shoes from the teachers because they were my Louboutin shoes which have a red sole and apparently aren't allowed.

I was then with a load of old school friends, Adele, Helen, Katy etc and we were standing on a gravel track just off a main road. On the otherside of the road was a proper old school car, done up beautifully with flames, a proper rock car. In it was an old, quite good looking, rocker guy. Soon a load of other done up cars came to join him and they then all went roaring off into the forest.

I'm standing with Adele and chatting when Vernon Kay comes through the trees and grabs out attention. He needs us to follow him to get to boot camp. At this point I am feeling a bit worried because of how unfit I am I didn't want to have to run around in the mud chanting. We come out into this HUGE open field it is lovely and there is a food and sweet stand at one side. There are tents set up for us.

Adele and I choose a tent and sit ourselves down under a parasol, I took off my Louboutins and put all my stuff in the tent. Adele and I chilled out for a bit under our parasol, we then got some food, it was lovely.

There was a holodeck in this field, strangely. I went over to assist and as a Star Trek fan was a bit overwhelmed as I started to work alongside Riker, Data and Laforge. Something was wrong with the holodeck and there were some gas canisters about to go off unless the door to the holodeck was shut. For some reason it was jammed and we had to work to get it shut, as the gas from the canisters began to leak out Wesley Crusher came along, did something and the doors closed stopping the gas from getting into our boot camp.

I decided that as the crisis was averted that I could head back to my tent and chill out under the parasol. Adele had gone off so I was left to my own devices for a while, I was still a bit flustered from the whole Star Trek incident so I thought I'd sort out a big pile of Star Trek slash that I'd been writing. It was a big wedge of paper and it needed putting into a plastic wallet to stop it from creasing. So there I was having a bit of a fight with a plastic wallet and lots of paper. I was sitting on the ground leaning on a small wooden table.

Something distracted me and I looked away from my paper for a moment, when I looked back towards my paper I was surprised to see Commander Riker crouched down next to me, really close. So there I was with Star Trek slash which I knew contained a very graphic Riker / Worf scene, I hoped to god that nothing like it was mentioned in the page that was on top.

Riker tapped the pile of paper, "you know, you'd do brilliant at Star Fleet academy," he knew the papers were about Star Trek. I was, understandably, flustered he then spoke again, something about Worf, then left. I don't recall what he said but I remember thinking that he knew that I had been writing slash.

Then I woke up, squiggled to hell.
My mind is fucked up.

Friday, 13 February 2009

More stupid fucking roleplayers

I'm just going to get annoyed if I type about this so in brief.

Blahahrhghager! Roleplayer is in blue.

I think it would be fun if we have it so that the father died when the kid was really young and now he's basically a mafia leader and only, maybe, 21 or something.


In that case you can be him then hehe. I struggle with youngish characters.


What do you look at as young?

In roleplays 16-23, my characters tend to be 30ish. Obviously in real life its a bit different because I'm only 20.


... So 21 would be too young for you?

For me to play, yes, for me to play against, no.


Aren't you being really unfair? =S

I mean, if you're a guy that likes older guys then that's fine, but for you to say you can play a 16 year old while others you play with can't play someone of the age of 22. =S


Woah, no need to be rude! Hehe. You can play who you want, what I a saying is I generally create characters that are 27-35. You can be someone who is 16 or you can be someone who is 40. Doesn't bother me what age the character I play against is.

Saturday, 24 January 2009

Captain Jack Harkness - The Stone Wolf.




Holy shit, complete and utter mind fuck of a dream: I was in Wales in Penwyltt which is about 30 miles north of Cardiff, I was lost and being chased by something, there were strange noises in the woods and random bright items amongst the green/grey desolation that is the Brecon beacons. I see this house up a head, i know it is the one from Countrycide because I’ve been there, I look around and realise that I’ve lost all sense of direction and that there is another house to my left up a hill near some caves and stone. I realise that this is the house from Countrycide and the other one is similar but smaller and half over a lake, I know the Countrycide house contains cannibals so head to the smaller house, hoping to get some shelter and some safety.

As I approach the house I see that is has writing carved into it, words I couldn’t understand at first and symbols I’d never seen before. I continued around the house and jumped as I saw that there was a large wolf standing in front of the doorway. Relief washed over me as I realised that it was stone, for some reason then I related the writing on the house to this statue. It said something along the lines of “touch him and he will not bite you.” I don’t know how I read it, knew what it said or why I didn’t run but I simply patted the stone wolf on the head and tried to get into the house. Once I realised that I couldn’t I went to the back of the house near the lake and leant against it, hopefully out of the way of anyone or anything.

Moments later I have a snarling slavering wolf standing in front of me, as it gets closer its whole personality just changes; it is no longer a threat. It comes and snuggles its warm, white fur against me which is a relief. Moments later I am sitting snuggled up to Captain Jack Harkness, he has his arms around me and I have my head on his shoulder. I turn slightly and press my lips against his neck.

We go inside the house and Jack takes off his shirt, we got to bed and sleep, I feel safe from all that was going on outside. In the Morning Gwen and Tosh were there, Jack was walking around topless. Tosh is investigating the writing that is on the side of the house trying to get a full translation.

The stone wolf reappears and is once again real and Jack Gwen and I have to hide in the lake to get away from him, we struggle to pat him on the head. It’s only then that he was turn back to Jack.

I woke up before the conclusion. Lame.

Thursday, 22 January 2009

Note to self....
Don't cry and write all at the same time...