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Rock, paper, scissors, Batman

I had a complicated dream about a huge flood that carried me back to my paternal grandfather's house, who it turns out had not really been dead since I was three years old. After spending some time with him, a pleasant old duffer who loving nothing more than building things with his hands, I decided to shove off home. However my car was still inundated in the flood, so I had to walk, first climbing over a block of row houses with such extensive sky-light windows that I feared smashing through and falling. It turned out to be inhabited by some friends who wanted to join me in my quest to get home, so we set off.

Eventually we were plagued by some fae creatures, only they weren't the cute and whimsical sprite kind, but the horrible and murderous sort. In the process of fighting them off, I acquired Excalibur. I also gave them silver to try and bribe them off, but they took it and then attacked again. I had made a mistake- once giving them the gift of silver they were no longer vulnerable to it! Excalibur, however, did the trick.

Excalibur in hand I set off again, but had to overcome a series of challenges before I could leave the city - the challenges overseen by Rob T. The final stage was a warehouse full of various stuff and the question, "With what would you best survive the zombies? Bring one thing back." The assortment there was everything from cooking implements to Star Wars figures and other toys to a handful of weapons. Annoyed that I was taking so long, Rob tried to hurry me up. "Ok, well I think the one thing I'd want to have to survive the Zombie Appocalypse is probably the Batman." I held up a Batman action figure. "Batman always wins."

Rob laughed and said that was an acceptable answer, but not really right. He informed me that I didn't really have to worry about it, I'd done so well at everything else that even if I just picked something because I wanted it, I'd only take 1/4 damage from this challenge, and still survive. I went looking for a sturdy shield or main gauche to match Excalibur.

Still ...probably should have gone with the Bat.

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(Anonymous)
Feb. 23rd, 2010 04:14 pm (UTC)
Weird! I dreamt of being at our grandparents' house last night too! Only it was a holiday that never seemed to end and there was a television playing the whole time. It was not nearly as exciting a dream as yours.
aghrivaine
Feb. 23rd, 2010 04:26 pm (UTC)
This was actually Knut's house. That never existed, by the way, he never had a country cottage that I knew about.
cacofunny
Feb. 23rd, 2010 08:38 pm (UTC)
I envy you your vivid dreams and the ability to remember them so clearly. I can't honestly recall the last dream I had.

Must be all the chemicals I've been exposed to over the years. Stupid lab!
aghrivaine
Feb. 23rd, 2010 08:39 pm (UTC)
You just need to write a sql script to recover the dream-batches.
cacofunny
Feb. 24th, 2010 08:42 pm (UTC)
What kind of ORA error do you think that would generate?
aghrivaine
Feb. 24th, 2010 08:43 pm (UTC)
Oracular, no doubt.
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