My dreams bring all the boys to the yard

[Anne]

I hate that song but I can't get it out of my head.

I was just telling Jo about my dream from today's "nap" and I thought I would share it with you, it was that weird.

I don't recall much of the prelude, but the dream was based in the layouts of my primary school and first high school all smooshed together in one place (with a heavy emphasis on primary school). I had uncovered some deadly secret about our Prime Minister and was collecting evidence for the first half of the dream, with Rudd hanging around all "I'm onto you" at the appropriate intervels. It wasn't long before I had all the evidence I needed to prove that he was some sort of supernatural being who had been killing people off.

The next thing I knew myself, a teacher and two unnamed students were in one of the classrooms sleuthing (like they do on CSI and stuff) about how old Ruddy was the one behind it, our proof laid in something about water and this old nursery rhyme.

Me: *sprouting off kinds of water places* Pitter patter... pitter patter... *looks at teacher in realization*
Teacher: *finishes sentence all puzzle-solvey* The rain falls down *all solemn and forboding*

We knew it was Rudd, but he knew we knew and just as we solved this breakthrough he appeared at the door.

Rudd: *all casual* So you've worked it out.

So then he comes over and starts trying to strangle me (while the rest of them just look on - bastards) but I went unharmed as, suspecting such a thing, I had put on the Knight's Armour which was sitting out on display in one of the indoor corridors and it had a neck protection thing. Its presence had been hidden by the tall neck on my shirt and before Rudd could puut away, I used my LIGHTNING POWERS to electrocute him.

The rest of the dream was us hanging around until nightfall, waiting for the coroner to come (me wondering why its taking them so long to realize the PM is dead) and pic of the char-grilled body. It pretty much ended with me realizing that if Rudd was really dead, then Julia Gillard would take over as PM, which made me swear a lot.

I hate that woman.

P.S. Told you my dreams are weirder then yours, Nick x3 Or maybe I just thought about telling you o.o

[Jo]

xDDDDDDDDDDD

"Me: *sprouting off kinds of water places* Pitter patter... pitter patter... *looks at teacher in realization*
Teacher: *finishes sentence all puzzle-solvey* The rain falls down *all solemn and forboding*"

This killed me. Really, it did. *laughs like a maniac*

*Goes off to watch some Rove Rudd stuff*

[Anne]

Yeah, it's pretty ridiculous xD It made heaps of sense while I was dreaming it.

[Nick]

Wow, that is weird. But pretty cool, in a strange, surreal kind of way xDD Even I haven't dreamed of, erm, electrocuting my Prime Minister.

Yet

*hides from the secret police* Only kidding!

[Sorie]

You dream in mystery cases? xD That's rad. Mine never have any plotline. Whatsoever. Why, it's quite a coincidence, I had a dream with us all in it t'other night, and wanted to share it with you.
We were all in some kind of movie theater, but there weren't actual seats, there was just this huge, fluffy mattress covering the entire place. And everyone was a colored rabbit. There was a red, green, checkered and purple one for sure. I think Anne was the purple, and Monkey was green. I don't remember who else was who. We were excited because it was the first real meeting pretty much ever. But we didn't do anything. Then you all died, I turned back into a person and went to see MCS perform in a parking lot.

[Jo]

ROFL Jen. xDDD Sounds fun, we should so do that! Foggy being the Chequered rabbit 8K

Then we should definately go and see MCS in a car park.

[Monkey]

I wish my dreams were that cool... I've had dreams with cool settings, but the plots still sucked.

[Anne]

Hahaha, Sorie xDD
Monkey should be the purple rabbit and me pink ;-;

My dreams often have plots, actually. There was one not long ago where the planet had been overrrun by dictorial aliens and there was only a small rebel element who had not yet been brainwashed by their propaganda. We had escaped during the attack using once thought to be derelict space ships and when we came back everyone was under the alien's thrawl. The whole dream was myself and these others trying to obtain seads of a plant which would spell the doom for these aliens. But our HQ was breached and we were forced to escape using this small passenger jet conveniently located in the hanger of the HQ. We were shot down and crash landed in the middle of the jungle when I woke up.

Then there was this other dream where I was visiting Monkey (who lived by the beach in the dream) but for some reason she fobbed me off on her neighbours and I was stuck with them for most of the stay. Then there was a tsunami and I had to call my space ship out of orbit and get everyone on it before the floods (which I was keeping at bay with MAGIC POWERS) washed everything away. (All the while yelling at people who were trying to get into the shotgun seat because that's Moo's spot)

[Anne]

And what is MCS?

[Sorie]

xDD That's a great plot. Both of them, aye.

MCS = Motion City Soundtrack
I am a shameless fan, and my dreams include shameless plugs.

[Anne]

xDD I have surroudn vision, too, so when the plane crashed I saw the outside of it exploding and plumeting, and then I was back to being me having to crawl out of the wreckage o.o

Never heard of them
Shameless plugs are fine. I tend to godmode in my dreams xD MAGIC POWER FTW

[Monkey]

I'm not a huge MCS fan.... I liked them when I heard them on the radio, but was a bit disappointed when I downloaded an album. D:

[Sofia]

Your dreams should be made into movies, Anne. xDDDDD
I dream in little snippets, although every once in a while I have a full one that I actually remember. One such dream was:

I was on a subway/elevated train-thing by my myself, going to New Jersey, I think (which makes no sense since there aren't any subways that go to New Jersey) when I suddenly fall out of the train and find myself in this place where it's all just gravel, with some bushes here and there. There are also a few elevated highways, but there's no one on them. Then I see this person walk around the corner, so I follow it. It turns out to be Dan from Elliot Minor, only not Dan from from Elliot Minor. The Dan-person asks me why I'm there and I say that I fell out of the train, so I go to his house (which is a tree-house, by the way) where I meet his little sister. The last thing I remember is asking her if she's Argentinean.

[Anne]

xDDD Ahahaahha, that's awesome, nut
Great detail <3

[Mel]

xDD Your dreams tend to go big on the superpower element, don't then?

I usually have plots for my dreams too, but I forget parts of them when I wake up. xD

There was this one where I went to school and I saw a guy in our class coming out of the math classroom. (Math is first period.) He says to me 'I did it because you said he was a bad teacher!'. Then I go into the classroom and the math teacher is dead, hanging from the ceiling and his eyes are poked out. So I decide that they are all going to blame me, and I run away from the school.

As I'm running down the street, I see this limo driving next to me at the same pace. So I stop, and a guy gets out. He asks me to work for him. I agree and get into the car. Then we travel the world killing people by poking their eyes out. I distract them, and the guy pokes out their eyes. (We're very efficient)

As we kill more and more people, though, I start to get worried about what people will think if we're ever caught. (And he always kills people the same way, so we're leaving a very obvious trail.) So I decide to leave, but we have one last 'mission'.

We get on this big ship in an underground swimming pool, and we have a mysterious box that we have to drop in the pool without anyone noticing. He tells me he'll tell the passengers that there's a shark in the water, but there isn't a shark! I'm trying to explain this to him, but he leaves. So I drop the box, and then... there's a shark! I'm standing there, staring at it, and this little girl next to me says "I would have believed it was a real shark, if it wasn't for his face." I look again, and his face is sticking out of the shark's mouth. Then I realize that it's a shark suit, and he's pretending to be the shark.

... then I wake up. Usually my dreams aren't so bloody...