K SO EXPLAINING THE PRIOR POST
Apr. 18th, 2011 02:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yukieThat is what happens when I have a dream that pisses me off and unnerves me enough that I can't properly articulate WTF was going on.
Hold onto you butt, it gets nerdy and unpleasant. XD; this universe was apparently some demented cross of WoW and Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy. And not fun to be part of!
There really was an evil twin Excalibur sword. FOUR OF THEM EVEN, though I only saw and touched one. And I ended up picking it up because I got my ass ditched in the underworld by an adventuring party that was treating IRL like a bad MMORPG dungeon run. I was supposed to be the 'tank', but they didn't really want to give me any help because I was 'supposed to be able to do it alone' - like, they're expecting me to carry the raid as it were because they think I'm one of the types who can solo bosses.
Never mind that I never said I was. I'm supposed to live up to assumptions. Yummy. And when it turns out I wasn't something I never claimed to be I started getting guilt tripped. So here's me having an ass of a time with the mobs, and they're KINDA helping but they keep griefing me because I'm 'supposed to be a prince, right' and wasn't I trained to deal with this shit. And I'm going "UH, WHAT, I'M NOT EVEN THE HEIR, WHAT THE FUCK" and they're all on like "WELL YOU SAID--" and I'm going "EXSQUEEZE ME BACON POWDER NO I DID NOT. I"M THE FOURTH SUCCESSOR, THERE IS A BIRD ON MY ARMOUR, THAT'S WHAT THAT MEANS" - leave it to me to have heraldic nerding in my dreams. :B
So now people are on my case about how my oldest brother was this great war hero and holy knight and I should be following his example...and some snide dick then comes out with 'but not too closely because y'know he went insane.'
Onward come the digs at my stability. Never miind that I'm the only reason they could know for sure they'd get in. There were other ways but those were big flashy mothetfucking ways and we were trying to go on the sly if we could.
And I keep feeling stared at, and hearing shit, and seeing shit, and the ley lines are SO fucked up down here so me and the other two mana sensitive types are fidgeting like crazy. And I'm thinking "FUUUUUCK I don't want to be here I don't want to be here!" but I swore an oath and it'd be shitty to leave so I keep going. If I left, they'd probably die.
And as the dream goes on I find out we're actually trying to steal these four swords from my fucking, fucking eldest brother, who's shanked the death god and taken shit over somehow XD; AAANYWAY ultimately it all goes horribly wrong, it turns out we didn't manage to sneak in and we've been watched since we walked through the gates. So bro's right hand comes out and starts beating on our asses. And I mean WAILING on us. It's basically like having Sephiroth up our noses, and I am good, but not good enough to handle this bastard alone. As long as he's wearing this talisman he can draw power from my brother, who's h4x. So the party's barely holding it together, I'm rapidly running out of mana for healz, and finally one of the long range DPS crew just CUTS AND RUNS. Panics, flips the fuck out, screams about OMG HE'S TRYING TO RIP MY SOUL IN HALF and bolts.
While I'm what-the-fcuking and scared for their life I get fucking launched five feet by !Seph and down a bigass hole in the floor. We've been running around avoiding holes this whole time and yeah. So I go *CLUNK*.
Hours later !Seph wakes my ass up and says, "You know, if I were you, I would have left sooner, it's pretty obvious you only got brought along as a sacrifice. This place works on equivalent exchange, and in order to get at the Blade of Aether, they had to leave one of theirs behind. If they said they'd come back for you that's bullshit." CUE LIKE TEN MINUTES OF US SCREAMING BACK AND FORTH XD;
"OH MY FUCK, SHUT UP, DON'T EVEN TRY TO PULL THAT ON ME, I KNOW HOW YOU WORK."
"STFU kid you don't know dick about dick."
"I know enough to know you're full of SHIT--"
"What have I got to lose?"
"Douche you are the general of the SOULLESS ARMY. That's kind of advertising my impending beatdown if I believe you."
"Solace Army, tiny bitch."
"I don't give a fuck. My brother's an asshole, so are you, I am not buying what you're selling, I'm getting the fuck out of here."
"Not until you pick up what belongs to you, you're not."
Yeah, since I was the sacrifice to the blade, even if the party didn't take it or get near it, it belongs to me, and I cannot leave without it. I am stuck there until I pick it up. YAY. These four swords USED to be holy, but since they were used by my brother in the past to seal off the corrupted wellspring, they're fffffFFFFFFUCKT. Think 'someone dunked excalibur in the corrupt grail like it was the world's most satanic oreo cookie, or else nerfed certain coldassed runeblades.' tl;dr evil swords are evil.
So in the end, I got backstabbed, treated like a linchpin and a means to an end by people who pretended to care about me and whom I trusted, I'm hurt and I'm pissed and if I stay here I'll probably die or worse because bro is now gunning for me for the lulz. My only option is to pick up the Aether Blade and risk getting my heart eaten by it.
I woke up after pulling the blade out and having niichan's creeper self show up 'you know, I didn't think you'd do that, you were always kind of a little doormat.' THANK YOU, ALARM CLOCK. Up till that point this dream was an exercise in 'it got worse', and it was GOING TO GET WORSE. It was already bad enough. XD; It ended very LOL I'M SCREWED and I was actually pissy and teary for a while. Hence the entry below. It felt that shitty and that real.
It was seriously like having my worst fears all dogpile my face. Betrayal, abandonment, going bugfuck, having no way out. Bro kept hinting too that our dad had set me on this path on purpose to try to save his own butt (it didn't work, bro stabbinated him).
SHITTIEST DREAM I HAVE HAD IN A WHILE! Yeah. I know it was only a dream and that it's not a portent of anything but 'don't eat weird things before bed like that anymore' but my dreams tend to be on the vivid side. I could feel my fingers going numb form the cold inn this cave system, and the pain where jerks whacked me, and all that. When I fell down the damn hole I busted my wrist.
No fun. D:
On the upside I might get a good story out of this but still. Worlds of flail. Thank the lord for my co-workers and my boss and his tea, and also Frankeh XD; They're the reason I feel badass enough to write this down.
Also I'm mildly amused that I was a freakin half elf in this XD; Evilbastard McNiichan was only my half-brother and he was full-blooded so if i tried to fight him my beatdown was ASSURED. (The nicer members of the party kept eeing over the more bitty ears which was kinda condescending. There were several rounds of "quit poking my ear. quit poking my - don't poke my eyebrow either.")
stupid dream was stupid, thus emo post was emo. XD;
ETA: My gods, Frankeh and I started chucking plot ideas for this around and it's kind of gotten epic on me. lols flail XD;;;
I still dont know why Creeper Niichan wanted me on his side bad enough that he probably wirepulled to get me there. (Doubt the party new it was him leading them on XD; )
Hold onto you butt, it gets nerdy and unpleasant. XD; this universe was apparently some demented cross of WoW and Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy. And not fun to be part of!
There really was an evil twin Excalibur sword. FOUR OF THEM EVEN, though I only saw and touched one. And I ended up picking it up because I got my ass ditched in the underworld by an adventuring party that was treating IRL like a bad MMORPG dungeon run. I was supposed to be the 'tank', but they didn't really want to give me any help because I was 'supposed to be able to do it alone' - like, they're expecting me to carry the raid as it were because they think I'm one of the types who can solo bosses.
Never mind that I never said I was. I'm supposed to live up to assumptions. Yummy. And when it turns out I wasn't something I never claimed to be I started getting guilt tripped. So here's me having an ass of a time with the mobs, and they're KINDA helping but they keep griefing me because I'm 'supposed to be a prince, right' and wasn't I trained to deal with this shit. And I'm going "UH, WHAT, I'M NOT EVEN THE HEIR, WHAT THE FUCK" and they're all on like "WELL YOU SAID--" and I'm going "EXSQUEEZE ME BACON POWDER NO I DID NOT. I"M THE FOURTH SUCCESSOR, THERE IS A BIRD ON MY ARMOUR, THAT'S WHAT THAT MEANS" - leave it to me to have heraldic nerding in my dreams. :B
So now people are on my case about how my oldest brother was this great war hero and holy knight and I should be following his example...and some snide dick then comes out with 'but not too closely because y'know he went insane.'
Onward come the digs at my stability. Never miind that I'm the only reason they could know for sure they'd get in. There were other ways but those were big flashy mothetfucking ways and we were trying to go on the sly if we could.
And I keep feeling stared at, and hearing shit, and seeing shit, and the ley lines are SO fucked up down here so me and the other two mana sensitive types are fidgeting like crazy. And I'm thinking "FUUUUUCK I don't want to be here I don't want to be here!" but I swore an oath and it'd be shitty to leave so I keep going. If I left, they'd probably die.
And as the dream goes on I find out we're actually trying to steal these four swords from my fucking, fucking eldest brother, who's shanked the death god and taken shit over somehow XD; AAANYWAY ultimately it all goes horribly wrong, it turns out we didn't manage to sneak in and we've been watched since we walked through the gates. So bro's right hand comes out and starts beating on our asses. And I mean WAILING on us. It's basically like having Sephiroth up our noses, and I am good, but not good enough to handle this bastard alone. As long as he's wearing this talisman he can draw power from my brother, who's h4x. So the party's barely holding it together, I'm rapidly running out of mana for healz, and finally one of the long range DPS crew just CUTS AND RUNS. Panics, flips the fuck out, screams about OMG HE'S TRYING TO RIP MY SOUL IN HALF and bolts.
While I'm what-the-fcuking and scared for their life I get fucking launched five feet by !Seph and down a bigass hole in the floor. We've been running around avoiding holes this whole time and yeah. So I go *CLUNK*.
Hours later !Seph wakes my ass up and says, "You know, if I were you, I would have left sooner, it's pretty obvious you only got brought along as a sacrifice. This place works on equivalent exchange, and in order to get at the Blade of Aether, they had to leave one of theirs behind. If they said they'd come back for you that's bullshit." CUE LIKE TEN MINUTES OF US SCREAMING BACK AND FORTH XD;
"OH MY FUCK, SHUT UP, DON'T EVEN TRY TO PULL THAT ON ME, I KNOW HOW YOU WORK."
"STFU kid you don't know dick about dick."
"I know enough to know you're full of SHIT--"
"What have I got to lose?"
"Douche you are the general of the SOULLESS ARMY. That's kind of advertising my impending beatdown if I believe you."
"Solace Army, tiny bitch."
"I don't give a fuck. My brother's an asshole, so are you, I am not buying what you're selling, I'm getting the fuck out of here."
"Not until you pick up what belongs to you, you're not."
Yeah, since I was the sacrifice to the blade, even if the party didn't take it or get near it, it belongs to me, and I cannot leave without it. I am stuck there until I pick it up. YAY. These four swords USED to be holy, but since they were used by my brother in the past to seal off the corrupted wellspring, they're fffffFFFFFFUCKT. Think 'someone dunked excalibur in the corrupt grail like it was the world's most satanic oreo cookie, or else nerfed certain coldassed runeblades.' tl;dr evil swords are evil.
So in the end, I got backstabbed, treated like a linchpin and a means to an end by people who pretended to care about me and whom I trusted, I'm hurt and I'm pissed and if I stay here I'll probably die or worse because bro is now gunning for me for the lulz. My only option is to pick up the Aether Blade and risk getting my heart eaten by it.
I woke up after pulling the blade out and having niichan's creeper self show up 'you know, I didn't think you'd do that, you were always kind of a little doormat.' THANK YOU, ALARM CLOCK. Up till that point this dream was an exercise in 'it got worse', and it was GOING TO GET WORSE. It was already bad enough. XD; It ended very LOL I'M SCREWED and I was actually pissy and teary for a while. Hence the entry below. It felt that shitty and that real.
It was seriously like having my worst fears all dogpile my face. Betrayal, abandonment, going bugfuck, having no way out. Bro kept hinting too that our dad had set me on this path on purpose to try to save his own butt (it didn't work, bro stabbinated him).
SHITTIEST DREAM I HAVE HAD IN A WHILE! Yeah. I know it was only a dream and that it's not a portent of anything but 'don't eat weird things before bed like that anymore' but my dreams tend to be on the vivid side. I could feel my fingers going numb form the cold inn this cave system, and the pain where jerks whacked me, and all that. When I fell down the damn hole I busted my wrist.
No fun. D:
On the upside I might get a good story out of this but still. Worlds of flail. Thank the lord for my co-workers and my boss and his tea, and also Frankeh XD; They're the reason I feel badass enough to write this down.
Also I'm mildly amused that I was a freakin half elf in this XD; Evilbastard McNiichan was only my half-brother and he was full-blooded so if i tried to fight him my beatdown was ASSURED. (The nicer members of the party kept eeing over the more bitty ears which was kinda condescending. There were several rounds of "quit poking my ear. quit poking my - don't poke my eyebrow either.")
stupid dream was stupid, thus emo post was emo. XD;
ETA: My gods, Frankeh and I started chucking plot ideas for this around and it's kind of gotten epic on me. lols flail XD;;;
I still dont know why Creeper Niichan wanted me on his side bad enough that he probably wirepulled to get me there. (Doubt the party new it was him leading them on XD; )
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Date: 2011-04-19 02:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-04-19 06:03 am (UTC)And your icon makes me happy. XD
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Date: 2011-04-19 06:03 am (UTC)On the downside, every single fear ever lol.