Weird dreams (are weird).
Feb. 17th, 2011 09:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Last night I dreamt that I had somehow become involved with a television show based on the old Gammarauders RPG, and that
jimhines had been hired to write the novelizations of said show. He wrote a whole book focusing on one of the characters I'd introduced to the show, a sort of candy-cane punk rock girl who drove a giant air-breathing octopus (it made sense in context). I, of course, read the whole book, because I am me.
I was having a discussion with Alan at Borderlands about how I felt about the whole thing after I finished it. "Did you like it?" he asked.
"I did," I said. "I hope it sells lots and lots of copies and makes lots and lots of money."
"Is she really supposed to be the missing princess of Thatllbetheday?"
"Actually, yes. See, there's this note at the crypt of Buddy Holly, and..."
...and then I woke up, before I found out what the note said. But wow, is my subconscious weird sometimes.
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I was having a discussion with Alan at Borderlands about how I felt about the whole thing after I finished it. "Did you like it?" he asked.
"I did," I said. "I hope it sells lots and lots of copies and makes lots and lots of money."
"Is she really supposed to be the missing princess of Thatllbetheday?"
"Actually, yes. See, there's this note at the crypt of Buddy Holly, and..."
...and then I woke up, before I found out what the note said. But wow, is my subconscious weird sometimes.