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Re: Lazy Dreams...
Another freaky one last night.
This one's a bit long, but I'm sure it'll tell you quite a bit about my psyche...
I was in the cast of LazyTown, and we were filming a new Christmas episode.
I can't remember what initiated it, but we were all falling into Robbie's lair, one after another.
First to land was Robbie himself, along with a Christmas tree, who landed on his front.
He was quickly followed by Sportacus, who did a flip in mid-air and landed on his feet. He managed this by using wires that were disguised as tinsel, as if Magnus didn't want to insult the viewers' intelligence by pretending he didn't use wires for this particular stunt, but was at the same time avoiding the question of where they suddenly came from. Sportacus can use tinsel for wires - seems fair enough to me. And yes, it was actually Magnus doing this, not one of his stunt monkeys.
Anyway... next to land were myself and Stephy. As we landed, Sportacus caught Stephy, but he couldn't catch both of us at the same time, so I landed on my back on a kind of fluffy white quilted bedsheet, presumably there as a crash mat.
I was then staring up at a normal 8 or 9ft high white textured ceiling, the kind that would be more expected in a house than a hi-tech film studio.
The rest of the cast carried on acting around me, but I wasn't paying attention because a little red dot had appeared on the ceiling above me, and it dripped some red, blood-like liquid onto my left shoulder.
Everyone else was caught up in the scene, so they didn't notice when I saw a second drip falling from the same spot and put up my hand to catch it.
Then suddenly a bucket load of the stuff fell, and I rolled out of the way just in time so that only some of it hit me on the arm, but most of it landed on the quilted sheet.
Everyone noticed this time, and they quickly broke character.
Jellyanna screamed, and shouted something that I couldn't make out through her hysterics.
Stefan stormed off muttering something in Icelandic. I gathered he was looking for someone to blame rather than throwing a hissy-fit.
Magnus looked really pissed off, more than I thought he could ever possibly look. He had gotten some of this red liquid on his fingers and kept instinctively putting them to his mouth before stopping himself from licking them. :?
There was mention of having to put off a filming deadline while they cleaned up the set and repainted the ceiling etc.
Someone asked what the hell the red liquid was, and Jellyanna said "It's probably Trixie's jacket."
This made me wonder how a jacket could turn into liquid and drip through the ceiling, so I decided to investigate.
By now the studio had fully turned into a house.
I went up the stairs to see if I could find this mystical liquid jacket. I looked around a couple of rooms, but it was too dark because someone had decided to shut off all electricity to the now-house to avoid a short or something, so instead I found the toilet and took a piss.
The lights came on again just as I was finishing, and Trixie and Stingy came rushing out of the room at the opposite end of the hall, but they were both around 5'10 and barely recognisable.
They hurried downstairs, and as they passed me Trixie asked what was going on and said something about a woman screaming. "That'll be Julianna", I said.
Notice I didn't call her Jellyanna - that's possibly the strangest thing about the whole dream.
Apparently I'd given up on finding the magic jacket, because I followed them, although not in quite as much of a hurry.
By the time I'd caught up to them the studio had completely disappeared and Trixie, Stingy and Jellyanna were just in a normal room sitting around a computer.
I joined them, and Jellyanna asked me "Didn't this happen in that movie [insert film title I didn't recognise and can't remember]?"
I said I hadn't seen it, so Trixie decided to show me some video clips on the computer that supposedly featured the stars of this mystery movie, which turned into some bizarre Japanese porn.
And then I woke up, feeling somewhat disoriented once again.
Let's recap.
I ususally hardly ever dream about anything, but recently I've had two bizarre dreams that were both LT-related.
A few days ago I had a dream about LazyTown featuring Tera Patrick, someone famous for having sex.
Last night I dreamt about bedsheets covered in a red, blood-like liquid.
I'm starting to consider the possibility that I've got some kind of psychic connection with Jellyanna, and something of a milestone in her life has just taken place... :|
Another freaky one last night.
This one's a bit long, but I'm sure it'll tell you quite a bit about my psyche...
I was in the cast of LazyTown, and we were filming a new Christmas episode.
I can't remember what initiated it, but we were all falling into Robbie's lair, one after another.
First to land was Robbie himself, along with a Christmas tree, who landed on his front.
He was quickly followed by Sportacus, who did a flip in mid-air and landed on his feet. He managed this by using wires that were disguised as tinsel, as if Magnus didn't want to insult the viewers' intelligence by pretending he didn't use wires for this particular stunt, but was at the same time avoiding the question of where they suddenly came from. Sportacus can use tinsel for wires - seems fair enough to me. And yes, it was actually Magnus doing this, not one of his stunt monkeys.
Anyway... next to land were myself and Stephy. As we landed, Sportacus caught Stephy, but he couldn't catch both of us at the same time, so I landed on my back on a kind of fluffy white quilted bedsheet, presumably there as a crash mat.
I was then staring up at a normal 8 or 9ft high white textured ceiling, the kind that would be more expected in a house than a hi-tech film studio.
The rest of the cast carried on acting around me, but I wasn't paying attention because a little red dot had appeared on the ceiling above me, and it dripped some red, blood-like liquid onto my left shoulder.
Everyone else was caught up in the scene, so they didn't notice when I saw a second drip falling from the same spot and put up my hand to catch it.
Then suddenly a bucket load of the stuff fell, and I rolled out of the way just in time so that only some of it hit me on the arm, but most of it landed on the quilted sheet.
Everyone noticed this time, and they quickly broke character.
Jellyanna screamed, and shouted something that I couldn't make out through her hysterics.
Stefan stormed off muttering something in Icelandic. I gathered he was looking for someone to blame rather than throwing a hissy-fit.
Magnus looked really pissed off, more than I thought he could ever possibly look. He had gotten some of this red liquid on his fingers and kept instinctively putting them to his mouth before stopping himself from licking them. :?
There was mention of having to put off a filming deadline while they cleaned up the set and repainted the ceiling etc.
Someone asked what the hell the red liquid was, and Jellyanna said "It's probably Trixie's jacket."
This made me wonder how a jacket could turn into liquid and drip through the ceiling, so I decided to investigate.
By now the studio had fully turned into a house.
I went up the stairs to see if I could find this mystical liquid jacket. I looked around a couple of rooms, but it was too dark because someone had decided to shut off all electricity to the now-house to avoid a short or something, so instead I found the toilet and took a piss.
The lights came on again just as I was finishing, and Trixie and Stingy came rushing out of the room at the opposite end of the hall, but they were both around 5'10 and barely recognisable.
They hurried downstairs, and as they passed me Trixie asked what was going on and said something about a woman screaming. "That'll be Julianna", I said.
Notice I didn't call her Jellyanna - that's possibly the strangest thing about the whole dream.
Apparently I'd given up on finding the magic jacket, because I followed them, although not in quite as much of a hurry.
By the time I'd caught up to them the studio had completely disappeared and Trixie, Stingy and Jellyanna were just in a normal room sitting around a computer.
I joined them, and Jellyanna asked me "Didn't this happen in that movie [insert film title I didn't recognise and can't remember]?"
I said I hadn't seen it, so Trixie decided to show me some video clips on the computer that supposedly featured the stars of this mystery movie, which turned into some bizarre Japanese porn.
And then I woke up, feeling somewhat disoriented once again.
Let's recap.
I ususally hardly ever dream about anything, but recently I've had two bizarre dreams that were both LT-related.
A few days ago I had a dream about LazyTown featuring Tera Patrick, someone famous for having sex.
Last night I dreamt about bedsheets covered in a red, blood-like liquid.
I'm starting to consider the possibility that I've got some kind of psychic connection with Jellyanna, and something of a milestone in her life has just taken place... :|
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