another dream
Sep. 17th, 2006 11:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I had a dream where I was in a resort town where everyone ended up
staying forever, and they were all kind of brainwashed in that "We are
all very happy with this town, you must be happy, too," kind of way.
It was like The Village in spirit, but in look it was more like
Ohtori in the Utena movie.
I'd come there and uncovered the sinister motives of some people
running it, and their secret police were chasing me for not being
happy. There was a bunch of running and dodging through weird
architecture and strangely dressed crowds. Then I was sitting on a
couch in a lounge with
ratatosk, who turned my plastic sword from
rainbow changing color in the z direction to changing color in the
theta direction, so that it became like a thick fruit roll up and
eating it would make the secret police forget that I was an unhappy
miscreant and stop following me.
An agent of the secret police came in after I'd eaten about two
thirds of the sword, and he talked to
ratatosk and I for a long time
while I tried to discreetly take more bites of the sword while he
wasn't looking.
staying forever, and they were all kind of brainwashed in that "We are
all very happy with this town, you must be happy, too," kind of way.
It was like The Village in spirit, but in look it was more like
Ohtori in the Utena movie.
I'd come there and uncovered the sinister motives of some people
running it, and their secret police were chasing me for not being
happy. There was a bunch of running and dodging through weird
architecture and strangely dressed crowds. Then I was sitting on a
couch in a lounge with
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rainbow changing color in the z direction to changing color in the
theta direction, so that it became like a thick fruit roll up and
eating it would make the secret police forget that I was an unhappy
miscreant and stop following me.
An agent of the secret police came in after I'd eaten about two
thirds of the sword, and he talked to
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
while I tried to discreetly take more bites of the sword while he
wasn't looking.