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 Amphitheater : Dreams
// Browsing(97) Playing(?) Pfiles(80,795) Clans(104) LiveFeed(?)When you sleep, you sometimes have random "dreams" that pop up. Some of them are humorous, some are amusing, some stupid, but most are better than looking at a blank screen waiting for that timer to tick. If you spot more during your sleep, email me (saga[@]ingenii[dot]com) and I'll add it (make sure it's not already on the list by pressing Ctrl-F on this page and searching for a part of the dream). Now, in no specific order, the dreams. -Ahhh! Cobras! -You open your eyes and find that you are being chased by the biggest, meanest black cat ever imagined. Its claws are shredding your flesh to pieces and its eyes glow green with an insane, unholy joy as it sharpens its claws on you. -Shadows clear as the sun breaks over the horizon... The sun breaks free and its warm light flows across the countryside. The songs of birds fill the air as the rays of the sun warm the earth. You feel strangely at peace as you see this transformation of the world around you. -Sitting in a local pub, Lord Maldra serves you another drink. He nods to someone behind you and tells you, "Its on the house." Turning your gaze over your shoulder you see Lady Undya dressed as a rubber ducky. With a lecherous wink, she motions for you to join her upstairs. -You grin as you complete your evocation. You lean back and smirk at your opponent as they look around, baffled. A moment passes and you yourself become baffled. NOTHING HAPPENED! Looking around you hear a faint sound, like someone screaming from far, far away. As you lean in to listen, you realize the sound is coming louder, and louder, till it seems its almost on top of you. Only then, do you look up, and see a giant PIG right before it falls on your head! -You are running across the rooftops of Rune and leaping across streets without missing a single stride. Jumping across the western battlements you find yourself in Tellerium still running. No one can catch you, you are free, free, free... -You are stirred around as a loud thunderous appluase overtakes your ears. Unaware of your surroundings, you seem to be holding a trophy. As you inspect the trophy you see: Miss Alyria Pageant, 1st place. -Proudly standing over your shoulder, Arrianus says, "Now show me what you have learned." Without even looking at your spellbook, you whisper the arcane chant and are lost in a moment of perfection as the largest, blindingly bright ball of flame ever cast flies from your fingertips. -Your beloved one wraps you in their arms and kisses your lips with a heat that leaves you breathless. Running your arms along their back you realize that this is your one, true love who can be your soulmate for all time. The taste of their lips is sweet as is their warm breath on your skin. Their touch leaves your skin longing for their touch again and again. -As you begin to focus your eyes more, you notice you are standing in the center of a giant stadium. Thousands upon thousands consisting of citizens, nobles, Lords and Ladies are cheering you on waiting for more gore and action. After you finish off your last opponent, a sense of power overcomes you as you raise your weapon in the air in victory, realizing you overcame the odds and you feel like you are on top of the world. -You dream you are a butterfly dreaming it is a halfling. But which is the real dream, you wonder. Neither, you know the truth. You are the grand ruler of all entry level postal clerks and rule all of Alyria from your mighty credenza of power. -You dream you are a dracon, flying high above the clouds. You glide down to the tree tops and dodge in and out of the sparse canopy. Exhilaration fills you as you steeply ascend back into the clouds. You see a merchant traveling a road below. Feeling a bit mischievous you decide to give him a bit of a scare. You tuck your wings and begin a sharp dive. Wait! You realize that dracon's wings are only vestigial ... AAAAAAAIIIIIIEEEEEE!!! -As you begin to walk along the deck of the Merdraco, listening to the soothing music and hearing the great tales of hideous sea monsters and unknown creatures that plague the immense ocean. You wonder if they actually do exist, as you take a sip of your beer. Feeling a bit adventurous you wobble towards the crow’s nest and survey the open waters... Squinting your eyes you see a dark shadow in the waters growing. Rubbing your eyes you take a look again, but the shadow has left, leaving you the think the alcohol has gone to your head. -The corpse of a gypsy is lying here. -As you look into the distance to the west a great thunderstorm can be heard. You begin to wonder what you're doing in the middle of a vast field with a legion of warriors and soldiers. As you grip your weapon and gather up your courage to help your comrades in battle, you suddenly stare at the scene, which is happening, right before your eyes. The legendary warriors, Huruk bearing his Golden Hammer of Triumph and Farren Trueblade wielder of the Last Mighty Ironsword, preparing to exchange the final blows. As you think to yourself that this can't be happening, you stand still reliving the past. -Lady Templeton suddenly appears in your dream and starts to speak to you in a language you don't understand: "Semper ubi sub ubi." This language is Latin and the translation is literally "Always where under where". -You hear a bone shattering crack as your seashell axe lodges deeply in a dragon's chest. Without hesitating, you swing your arms upward, letting your axe ride through the dragon's body. The axe splits his heart in two, severs his throat - and finally cracks open his skull as the axe ends its short lived journey through the once mighty dragon. -Your conjured imp goes out of control and turns on you in your sanctum. He throws a fireball at you, and you are barely able to dodge the raging ball of inferno at the last second. It explodes behind you, shattering alchemy containers and setting your library ablaze. You are shocked at the destruction - so shocked that you do not manage to see the imp's next fireball until it drills itself in your chest. The force of the impact sends you airborne, and you land - luckily broken glass and sulfuric acid break your fall. Bloody and on the brink of death, you watch helplessly as your imp prepares a final fireball to finish you off. You can feel the heat of the conjuring fireball, and with your last ounce of strength you mumble a few arcane words - and miraculously manage to pull off a counterspell! A low guttural moan escapes from the imp as the fireball engulfs him and he permanently dissipates into ether. The world fades to black as you settle into an involuntarily rest. -Stealthily, you sneak by Lord Agrippa's guards, confident in your prowess with the tiny dagger hidden in your mouth. You cling to the shadows, and find a good spot to hide - where Agrippa's throne coupled with light from exterior sources creates a well of darkness. You think to yourself, "This is for all the times you've denied me a quest!" You cup your hands and open your mouth, allowing the dagger to fall into your open hands. In the span of two seconds, you position the dagger between your forefinger and middle finger, then proceeded to snap your wrist - sending the dagger airborne with a graceful flick. In finds itself inside Agrippa's skull, slightly above his right eye. The small weapon's impact was so forceful that the entire hilt of the tiny dagger is touching his forehead. He collapsed face first - dead before he even hit the ground. -Lord Telleri suddenly appears in your dream and starts to speak to you in a language you don't understand: "Trans corpus meum mortuum." This language is Latin and the translation is "Over my dead body". -You dream an oversized human face stares at you from behind a gigantic, slightly convex wall of glass. The enormous human appears to be drinking from a large cylindrical metal container with some sort of partially reflective coloring on it. You shake yourself out of your delusion, what a disturbing image. -You dream of a large sofa. On the sofa sits your recently deceased pet cat, Fluffy. He growls at you, and you suddenly remember that you forgot to feed him the week you were on the beaches of Beltane with Lord Vendredi's Page, Pierre. -You dream you are in a small wooden hut. In the middle of the room a large ogre is holding an oblong piece of blown glass with some sort of metal cap on one end. He seems to be trying to place it in some sort of fixture attached to the ceiling. You step outside the hut. Four ogres at the corners of the hut appear to be lifting the hut away from its flooring, and rotating the dwelling. You finally understand, it takes 5 ogres to change a light bulb. One to hold the bulb and 4 to spin the room. -You dream you are sitting in an ornate throne room. Petitioners from far off lands come to seek your sage advice. Two old gnomes come before you each claiming ownership of a wandering cow. You order one of your guards to cut it into two equal halves, and order your chef to make you a flank steak and a rib roast. Justice never tasted sweeter. -You begin to play the tune that made you famous, playing like you have never played before, the magic of your tune entrancing your audience as it always has. Your eyes glitter as you know that the crowd will adulate you even more. -A swirling magical field erupts from your flute and a beam of pure white light blinds the crowds! -You dream of a grand bar, filled with rowdy revelers and drunken pirates. Then, strangely, a man-sized termite saunters in, looks around, and casually asks, "Say, is the bar tender here?" -Lady Undya suddenly appears in your dream and starts to speak to you in a language you don't understand: "Non illegitimi carborundum est." -Lord Maldra suddenly appears in your dream and starts to speak to you in a language you don't understand: "Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis ad capul tuum saxum immane mittam." -Lord Vendredi suddenly appears in your dream and starts to speak to you in a language you don't understand: "Si hoc legere scis numium eruditionis habes." -You gaze out upon the masses, flute in hand. You make a wide bow and grin as you set the flute to your lips. -A warm breeze flows across your face as you bite into the luscious peach. Sitting here by this small brook on such a fine day is enough to make anyone feel grateful to the Powers for the gift of life! -Deep in the recesses of your subconscious, you hear the disembodied voice of Lord Agrippa calling out for his long lost Lady Saresyn. -As your dream unfolds, a majestic castle made of shining crystal fills your vision and a small pig, with a large jeweled crown, stands commanding his troops. -The sweat pours from your body as your breath comes in gasps. Looking back you can see the barbarian hordes coming closer and closer to their prey... You. Arrows fly past your shoulders, some missing, some finding their mark. Pain and steel burn through your flesh suddenly and turning your last vision is of a mud-stained face freeing the axe that was just lodged into your spine. -Everything goes black and then you turn around sudden to see Mordred chasing you around with his scythe swinging. -Looking into the mirror in your dream state, you notice that you are slowly beginning to lose all of your hair. -Your screams are drowned by a massive groan as temporal space is bent and you feel your soul being sucked into it. -Suddenly and without warning, you feel as though the world shifts around you and you are standing, naked, in the center of Towne Square. -You win the Alyrian Lottery, and old friends come out of the woodwork to beg you for loans! Two days later, whilst scoping out locations for your new castle, you are trampled by a herd of stampeding wildebeast. -You are deep in the heat of battle with a fearsome hydra. Fearing you are about to lose the fight, you attempt to flee! But your feet seem stuck, and the hydra gets closer and closer... -Black clouds roll overhead as the wind whips your cape tightly against your body. Just as the first icy drops of rain fall a flash of lightning crashes next to you ripping into a massive tree. Just as the sound of thunder reaches your ears, you look up in time to see a large brach from the tree crashing toward you! -You see yourself running through the corn fields of Rune. It begins to rain softly down on your face and you think you may have just wet yourself. -You dream you are high above the air, flying on the back of a giant albatross controlled by none other than Ganuk. -You open your eyes and find that you are being chased by the biggest, meanest Archon Hunter you have ever seen. His spells are smashing your shields to pieces and you know that soon he will break through and have you in his clutches. -Soaring through the air on the back of your magnificent golden dragon, you can see the mountains and oceans flow beneath you as you journey from one side of Alyria to another. The powerful wings carry you along unseen air currents as you speed toward distant lands and remote places spoken of only in the darkest lore. -You dream of wandering the streets of Vospire window shopping, when you're struck on the head by a falling boulder just before the earth quakes apart and swallows you whole. -You stand up in the midst of Lord Agrippa's address to the nobles to volunteer your services to the realm for his latest quest. As everyone begins to snicker, you realize that you are standing there without a stitch of clothing or equipment upon your body. As the howls of laughter begin, you feel your cheeks glow red as you run toward the window so that you may hide within the heavy draperies there. -You body falls listless to the ground as your soul is torn to pieces and dispersed into absolute nothingness. Your last sentient thoughts are pain and misery. -Colors flash by for a second and then stop suddenly. You see flames surrounding you with little cute halflings poking your rear end with pitchforks. -You open your eyes and find that you are being chased by the biggest, meanest black cat ever imagined. Its claws are shredding your flesh to pieces and its eyes glow insanely green with an unholy joy as it toys with you. -Your dream changes suddenly and you find yourself tunneling through to the center of the earth in an out-of-control Iron Worm. -Agrippa suddenly appears in your dream and starts to speak to you in a language you don't understand: "Homines libenter quod volunt credunt." -Swirling blue waves wash over you as you wade into the ocean. The soft sand between your toes gives slightly as the current pulls the water around you back out to sea. You can feel yourself being pulled along on the current bidding you to join the creatures of the sea in the water's embrace. -You are running through a deep, dark forest, when suddenly a rabid animal jumps out from nowhere and begins chasing you! You are chased until you can run no longer, and then you are eaten... -Halfway into a sonata, your finger slips and you play a wrong note. Your magic has been disrupted. -Your screams are drowned by a massive groan as temporal space is bent and you feel your soul being sucked into it.
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