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[minervasolo]

I had a torchwood-tastic dream last night.


Started with me in the library. Rhube and Fred were there; they'd been looking for books, and in a damp corner there were some blue-green (not turquoise, though, oddly enough) snakes that had been stalking them, and I should be careful.

Some stuff happened, that I don't remember, and eventually I found myself in that corner. Only insttead of there being snakes, there was this sort of blue-green gloop. It was oozing out of the floor. There was a sort of balcony bit looking out over the library, and up there I meant with the rest of the Torchwood team. At this point, Jack was fully dressed. We discussed the gloop for a bit, and noticed it appearing in more and more places. It was pushing its way out of the walls.

And then, it started forming into moving shapes. Globby aliens. At this point, I believe, Jack lost his shirt. There was some sort of mindcontrol thing going on with the gloop. He was shortly after naked, leaning on the barrier of the balcony and lookig out over the library, still being mind-controlled. So some other members of the team and I went off to get weapons. Somewhere, possibly still in the library, there was a little shop-like-thing (didn't actually sell sstuff, though) and in a secret supboard there was a huge gun. I had a tiny gun (think of the noisy cricket from Men in Black) Jack had given me, but I took the huge gun anyway. It was all futuristic and uselessly ornamented and stuff. I had to balance it on my shoulder.

So we go back to the balcony, but all of the gloopy monsters and gone. There's just these blue-green barnacles were they were, a sort of residue. I was sad, because I'd wanted to use my gun. Jack was still naked. I was no longer clear on why, since he wasn't being mind controlled any more. He was, to put it one way, rather 'under-endowed'. He pushed past me, in a rather rude way.

The end.


I had some useful stuff to burble about too, but I've forgotten it all now. Allowed myself a lie in this morning, which was nice, though now I'm tired. My bottom left eyelid has started to swell up. I noticed it yesterday, but now it's more so. What is up with my body at the moment? I hope it doesn't fill with pus too; that's going to be way more painful to have drained than my finger.

Today, i shall mostly being doing printing and publishing research for the mag, and going shopping. And, of course, going to latin.

Comments

[buzzylittleb.livejournal.com]

That's a great dream, 'cept for the underendowd bit (although it's better than him making your eyes water, right?). My fannish dream was about Fraser and Ray from Due South and giant budgies. At least yours made more sense than that.