Wednesday, December 29, 2004

WCTR

There's only one thing I'm going to talk about today because there are other things I want to do right now. I had a dream last night. A wonderful dream that fulfilled my vicious needs, my thirst for violence. Ah, such a wonderful dream it was. It had everything I like in a dream...shooting, killing, being captured...So wonderful I believe I'll treasure this dream forever and eternity. I called Xio to tell her about it at around 5 PM. She'd called me earlier at around 2 PM and we talked, but I forgot to mention my dream. My wonderful dream... *sigh* I want another dream like that. I loved it. I was thirsting for it, it was a dream I've been craving and asking for with all of my video games that revolve around shooting people. And this time it was finally a dream that had real bullets that caused blood...ah...so magnificent. Ok, I'll tell you about the dream now. It wont be in tantalizing full detail because, well, its kind of hard to put into words and all I truly remember are the parts that just make me...feel so wonderful. *clears throat* I don't exactly remember how it started(who does remember how a dream starts? It just happens you know.) but, from what I do know, I was some kind of...police officer or military person of some kind and I was walking around a courtyard of sorts. There was a large crowd of people ahead of me and as I approached I heard gunshots. So, I pulled my handgun from its holster and ran after the fool who dared to shoot at me and the rest of the people I guess. I believe that once I'd chased the fool down a hallway I realised the true reason of why I'd followed him. It turns out he happened to be Jerome, the boy I absolutely hate and wish would die. Hehe, being the violent person I am, I immobilized him by shooting at his leg. The shot landed cleanly and he stopped moving for a moment before continuing to limp along. Then I reaimed for his head and ended up shooting his hat off. He stopped, turned around and shot me once in the thigh. I felt little pain because the adrenaline was pumping through me now and I took advantage of his being turned around to pump two rounds into his gun arm and then three rounds into his chest, finishing him off. And then my memory gets a bit fuzzy, and the next thing I remember is that I'm laying in a muddy road there's snow all around(now take in mind I don't remember any snow from the earlier part of my dream). It seems as if I'm waking up from being knocked unconscious and standing above me is an "enemy soldier." He calls me a "rebel" and proceeds to pick up my limp body and drag me away down the road. A little ways down, he pulls off my brown camo balaclava and pockets it, saying something about "this is my proof that I caught you." He throws me down into the snow on the side of the road, takes out his radio and I learn that he's taking me to be traded for a large supply of weaponry. Obviously I must be some kind of valuable super soldier, but I remain confused at the idea that I'm worth trading for weaponry. Somehow while the man is talking I regain the use of my limbs which seemed to have been numbed by some kind of sedative of sorts. Then everything's a bit hazy and the next thing I remember is that I'm running through the woods, looking back every so often for enemy soldiers, before looking ahead and jumping over another stump. Then there's a twinge in my leg where Jerome had shot me and I fall to my knees in agony. And then the dream ends as I passout. Damn, that sounded like I was talking about some kind of movie or video game. Hmm...*makes note of idea* Sounds like I could shape this up to be my next story, I'd sure have fun with it. And its kind of got part of the general idea I've been shaping for my next story and now that I'm really thinking about it, it seems almost perfect. Maybe my brain gave me this dream on purpose...for me to realise there was a great idea in the making with it. Yeah, that's it. And to fulfill my violent tendencies and my liking of stuff like getting tortured and captured...and yeah. I'll just stop talking now...and fantasize by myself. -DDG Day: 136

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