02-12-2021, 18:55:09 PM
Dream from a few nights ago:
For some reason a bunch of us were doing this Murdergame LARP thing, which kicked off when someone told me all my murdergame characters had been killed. But this didn't stick because whoever killed Vriska chopped her into 12 pieces and it was supposed to have been 8 because, well, Vriska. Anyway we were in the LARP thing and had gotten down to 7 players, of which my character was one. (I do not think we were playing characters who have ever even existed in murdergames). And I was trying so hard NOT to look sus though instead of drinking wine a la Kennifer in YFF1, I was drinking milk. And people started voting for me because... I was drinking milk. Until the host pointed out that "okay it's not time for voting yet". So we were going to do a trial and apparently my execution was... being mummified alive or something? (which in LARP form was just... wrapping my arms with gauze bandages or something.) But then we had to cut the LARP short temporarily because there was a housewarming party for someone we knew sorta. So we went to this... mansion he had for some reason and our gift was these big blocks that spelled out his name. Also it turned out that he was learning some random German dialect despite his not being able to spell in English. Anyway after this we'd forgotten about the execution and there was going to be a challenge, which was "memorize this script and shoot an infomercial in one shot", until someone else (who I think was probably supposed to be Florien) suggested we just sing this obscure old war song called "She's Ripping Grey" instead.
Last night dreams I do not remember as well, although one of them involved... poisoned golf balls. Somehow. And a scratch off lottery ticket. The other involved this weird paper thin roll-out keyboard that went vertically instead of horizontally and had an entire row of S's, and I was using it to type "THE INFECTION SPREADS".
For some reason a bunch of us were doing this Murdergame LARP thing, which kicked off when someone told me all my murdergame characters had been killed. But this didn't stick because whoever killed Vriska chopped her into 12 pieces and it was supposed to have been 8 because, well, Vriska. Anyway we were in the LARP thing and had gotten down to 7 players, of which my character was one. (I do not think we were playing characters who have ever even existed in murdergames). And I was trying so hard NOT to look sus though instead of drinking wine a la Kennifer in YFF1, I was drinking milk. And people started voting for me because... I was drinking milk. Until the host pointed out that "okay it's not time for voting yet". So we were going to do a trial and apparently my execution was... being mummified alive or something? (which in LARP form was just... wrapping my arms with gauze bandages or something.) But then we had to cut the LARP short temporarily because there was a housewarming party for someone we knew sorta. So we went to this... mansion he had for some reason and our gift was these big blocks that spelled out his name. Also it turned out that he was learning some random German dialect despite his not being able to spell in English. Anyway after this we'd forgotten about the execution and there was going to be a challenge, which was "memorize this script and shoot an infomercial in one shot", until someone else (who I think was probably supposed to be Florien) suggested we just sing this obscure old war song called "She's Ripping Grey" instead.
Last night dreams I do not remember as well, although one of them involved... poisoned golf balls. Somehow. And a scratch off lottery ticket. The other involved this weird paper thin roll-out keyboard that went vertically instead of horizontally and had an entire row of S's, and I was using it to type "THE INFECTION SPREADS".
Stupid doomed timeline...