Council of Witches is approving an attack on something I ran.. Discussion on how that have never been allowed. Consent given in the end. 3rd party view.
Necked seen. My Nannas old house (on the outside) they were little different. Modern on the inside. The attackers announce themselves. Someone commented that he must be working alone as the Counsil of Witches would never approve an attack.
Something about living surveillance things leaving red smudges on the walls when we deployed them.
We switch to mics on the fibreglass poles which were flung into the gutter.
Something about deoying someone who would listen in on the attackers and whatever was heard would be sent directly to a screen and converted to text.
Me outside crawling. Throw one of the listening device is around the corner at the back of the house.
I hear “amateurish” and a big burly guy comes around the corner holding the listing device (we called them dogs by the way).
I grabbed him by the neck from the back. He pulled out a box cutter blade and demonstrates how (in various ways) he could cut me. I squeeze harder.
I wind up with his gun in my left hand and holding the blade between my thumb and index finger in my right.
He retreats along with the rest.
I go inside. Modern kitchen. Resembling the inside of an ex girlfriends family friends place in Perth (but not really). Something something. I say “at least we scored another gun”.
Talking to someone about how I never buy anything for price from Kathmandu.
See this jacket? $400 for the plebs. $139 for me as girlfriends friends daughter works there.
Also bought my tent at half price for $400.
Thought about my travel toiletry bag which I think I pay full price for.
In the real world I’ve recently looked at a Kathmandu catalogue.
I was seated on the other side of the coffee table and naked person was playing with their tits across from me. Apparently I need this to turn into a werewolf. It turns out I needed to watch a shemale get off to transform. The werewolf was pretty bad. Looked like a bad attempt at trying to dress up like the devil. Pitiful little horns, some bad skin and red/brown skin colour.
Next the TS was to my left and they had a huge cock. I grabbed it. Despite being hard, it was warm and soft. I wanted it in me.
It was instantly on its back on the floor pulling my cock and begging me to come all over her/it/him. Something something?
Third person view. Hair salon? Office? The TS is looking in the mirror. Makes a comment about two weeks off and surgery. Collegue gives them a closer look. Adam Apple scar? Not sure. They definitely did not know about the TS’s Tsedness.
I walk into whatever workplace it is and start snogging the TS. I think she had her cock out of and was tugging it. Not sure. I do know I did not care what anyone thought.
This one seem to start halfway through. A bunch of men were trying to overthow the planet. Something something.
In a cave. All the men look similar. One says to the other something like “I have to see your ugly face again”. It is an in joke. They are all wearing masks. They are apparently aliens with purply red skin and if you took off the human mask.
They all start celebrating. A grey-haired observer, obviously out of place, but on noticed (me? Someone else? David Attenborough? Phil Liggett?) Is in the centre of the crowd. Aparrently me (or them) has been investigating this collection of people. At this point wondering what had gotten themselves/myself into and why nobody was worried in the slightest about my presence.
Simulation of a deep sea dive. Surprisingly realistic descent given we were in a small rectangular box. About half way down, things went bad and I exited to see what the problem was.
A child was possessed by a creature out of the bad TV movie Residue. Every time I tried to exorcise him, the creature vanished. It was also trying to possess me. My eyes started to go dark, but I manage to reject it.
There was a party. One attendee was skinny with a goatee and eyeshadow.
By some tech we (or it was) discovered this guy was possessed by the devil. Some sort of ray immobilised them and the devil was extracted (other forgotten dream narrative) The devil was crucified in an old crypt and for later use, was turned to stone. They/he then began to tempt me (or control of my operating system). I refused. They hacked in and installed a new one (or gave themselves access) and rebooted.
The hacker appeared unsuccessful. Incidentally at this stage an R2-D2 unit was hosting the operating system as it appeared the operating system was an artificial reality simulator. Scene of examining control icons and apparently unsuccessful taking of hack in conjunction with pan of Trafalgar in Victoria
There was a car on pillars as some art installation or memorial.
If you opened the doors, it was literally hell inside. Four spirits were trying to get inside as outside (to them, it was “fucking freezing”).
One of the spirits was trying to fire (<illegible) one of the dream characters to let them into the car.
A sub plot about alien occupation and subterfuge was also present.
I was a vampire. Seemed to be worried about disposing of bodies and making sure some gangsters I had eaten did not turn. Needed to remove their heads.
Took place in the Falling Skies universe, though no aliens.
In jungle. Mutiny. Main character eaten and skeleton put up on display.
Later, main character back. I commented that “didn’t you get eaten” and also that maybe the script writers deleted what ever happened last episode.
Next why were the street lights on if there was no power? Helicopter, fast car entering garage. Ziggurat like base, flying car (shown below).
Awarded to bravery, genetics and fighting dinosaurs in coins. One female perked up at my good genetics and we wound up snogging. Then I woke.
More Falling Skies stuff with same unknown female (when fell back to sleep). Then morphed into the new Battlestar Gallactica where the hot blondes are killing each other (and also not looking identical).
I drank some orange juice after filling my glass telepathically/telekinetically (yes both) from across the room.
Hanging out with vampires. A guard kicked my cat. I had him killed. Vamps found out dhmal and were considering recruiting me.
I turned a human into a vampire, though I did not appear to be one. The rest of the dream involved a lynch mob trying to destroy an ancient vampire, a debate on why destroy something people did not understand and ended with the old vampire giving a long wavy haired brunette the option of dying or becoming an immortal.
Brad Tressider dropped dead of an unknown aliment, surprising everybody.
I was in Turkey and got arrested for my papers not being in order despite them being checked by other people various times before. The4y also took offense when I said “what the hell”. A bond of 10 000 was payable to some corrupt general. I tried using telekinesis to thwart them all.