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adiva_calandiaI had two dreams last night that involved Valerie, one with her as the heroine/me and one as a supporting character.
Okay, the first part took place in this building that was half Xavier's School, half the Purnell School of Drama building, all in what was definitely not Pittsburgh, but more likely Alaska. Most of the action took place in the lobby, which has huge glass windows; unlike RL, all the entrances had sliding motion-sensor doors in pairs, like Arctic entryways or airlocks.
The sequence of events is pretty fuzzy. There was some kind of super bad guy outside, and the building went into lockdown. Only the inner sets of doors locked, though, and they had to be kept locked.
Well. Except for the one point where Iorek Byrnison absolutely HAD to get out to go revenge himself on the bigsuperbad. (What was Iorek doing there? I dunno.) Rather than armor, he had these kinda snazzy quilted pieces that covered him from head to claws. I think they were probably Kevlar or something. So he suited up and went roaring out.
Valerie/me was really frightened, for some reason -- I think there must have been some kind of history with the bigsuperbad -- and so she went wandering around the upstairs of the building, where there were dorm rooms. Two of my hallmates, Veronica and Asha, showed up in her room. Both were sick, which freaked Valerie/me out further, and neither knew about the lockdown. There was some kind of expositionary dialogue, and then Valerie/me made up her mind to go out and do something.
She went back down to the lobby, where yet another of my hallmates, Phyllis, was hanging out, and enlisted Phyllis to help her get suited up in a mini version of Iorek's armor/snowsuit. Once prepared, she went out the doors into the snow, and the doors locked behind her.
TOTAL SCENE SHIFT. There was probably some intervening stuff, but I don't remember it.
So now I'm me, and I'm wandering around this kind of freaky museum/funhouse/sideshow. All the sections are labeled with the appropriate age range they're aimed at (none of the labels make much sense; scantily-clad women doing spread-legged acrobatics around a vertical rope are not for 11-12 year olds!) and I can't find any sections labeled for my age (I seem to be only about sixteen, and smaller than I am in RL). I keep wandering. As mentioned, there are some exhibits/shows that involve some pretty lascivious dancing and impressive acrobatics, which I join in with briefly.
Then I round a corner and come to a group eating dinner. The only one whose face is relatively clear in my mind is the head of the family, who looked sort of like Groucho Marx gone to seed, and spoke in a flawlessly stereotypical Jewish Queens accent. Worse yet, the dinner the group was enjoying apparently could've been bought from Mrs. Lovett's.
(Here's where I take a second to stare at my dreaming subconcious in disgust and slap it across the face. I'll be getting enough anti-Semitism in Foundations of Drama II. I don't need any more of it when I fall asleep. Capisce?)
I guess I'm hungry, so I sit down with them, grab a salad, shift seats a few times until Groucho is no longer uncomfortable with me sitting in the middle of his family, and tuck in.
Scenes missing.
It turns out the funhouse is actually a ship. I think Gov. Swann shows up, and I know Lord Beckett did briefly (in a lovely pale blue ruffled coat that was totally unsited to his actions, which were to attack Gov. Swann and get pwned, because he's a little guy), but otherwise there were no recognizable PotC characters. But I knew, nevertheless, it was PotC. There's a fine upstanding gentleman wandering around who looked like he could have been played by Patrick Wilson, so we'll call him Patrick.
This is where Valerie shows up again, dressed in drag to avoid detection. She gets caught, though, and starts berating Patrick for ruining her plans. I, dreaming, get annoyed at this OOC behavior from her. She's acting like YoSaffBridge -- totally wrong for her portrayal in the first movie (which was apparently Pirates for Vendetta. Er).
Valerie begins to settle in, though. She goes outside with Patrick to help haul supplies into the ship through a trap door at the very top of the structure -- and there's a moment where she's handing something off to Patrick, they pause looking into each other's eyes, smile shyly, and kiss.
At which point my spectator dream self starting ranting about the writers ignoring or contradicting EVERYTHING established about her and how she was SO much better in the first movie. Interestingly, my dream self didn't have any trouble with the fact that really she ought to be dead; I was much more worried about the writers screwing up her lesbianism and possibly making her bisexual.
Okay, so, people are loading stuff into the ship. It turns out this is because the ship is under siege by Davy Jones, and there's a brief voiceover by Jones saying that he's noticed that no matter how much damage is done to the ship, it's being repaired from the inside -- so rather than keep attacking from above, it's time to see what's coming from below. And there's a dramatic shot of Jones silhouetted above the people hauling stuff through the trapdoor before he does an equally dramatic DEATH FROM ABOVE leap down into the fray.
Back to me, inside the ship. As things start to go to shit, I realize I need something from the Xavier/Purnell Institute, and call up Storm (this is how I know it was the Xavier School all along. Yes). She calls up![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
metaphor to ask her.
metaphor, however, has been waiting for a call that will tell her to unlock the doors of the school, either because the siege is over or because it's time for everyone to go start kicking bigsuperbad butt. Before Storm can ask her question, metaphor gleefully inputs the codes to open the doors.
Everyone goes "NO, NOT YET--"
The doors open.
Everyone goes "Oh shit."
And I wake up.
And go Hnguwha?
And then go You mean I missed the climatic battle scene? DAMMIT!
Okay, the first part took place in this building that was half Xavier's School, half the Purnell School of Drama building, all in what was definitely not Pittsburgh, but more likely Alaska. Most of the action took place in the lobby, which has huge glass windows; unlike RL, all the entrances had sliding motion-sensor doors in pairs, like Arctic entryways or airlocks.
The sequence of events is pretty fuzzy. There was some kind of super bad guy outside, and the building went into lockdown. Only the inner sets of doors locked, though, and they had to be kept locked.
Well. Except for the one point where Iorek Byrnison absolutely HAD to get out to go revenge himself on the bigsuperbad. (What was Iorek doing there? I dunno.) Rather than armor, he had these kinda snazzy quilted pieces that covered him from head to claws. I think they were probably Kevlar or something. So he suited up and went roaring out.
Valerie/me was really frightened, for some reason -- I think there must have been some kind of history with the bigsuperbad -- and so she went wandering around the upstairs of the building, where there were dorm rooms. Two of my hallmates, Veronica and Asha, showed up in her room. Both were sick, which freaked Valerie/me out further, and neither knew about the lockdown. There was some kind of expositionary dialogue, and then Valerie/me made up her mind to go out and do something.
She went back down to the lobby, where yet another of my hallmates, Phyllis, was hanging out, and enlisted Phyllis to help her get suited up in a mini version of Iorek's armor/snowsuit. Once prepared, she went out the doors into the snow, and the doors locked behind her.
TOTAL SCENE SHIFT. There was probably some intervening stuff, but I don't remember it.
So now I'm me, and I'm wandering around this kind of freaky museum/funhouse/sideshow. All the sections are labeled with the appropriate age range they're aimed at (none of the labels make much sense; scantily-clad women doing spread-legged acrobatics around a vertical rope are not for 11-12 year olds!) and I can't find any sections labeled for my age (I seem to be only about sixteen, and smaller than I am in RL). I keep wandering. As mentioned, there are some exhibits/shows that involve some pretty lascivious dancing and impressive acrobatics, which I join in with briefly.
Then I round a corner and come to a group eating dinner. The only one whose face is relatively clear in my mind is the head of the family, who looked sort of like Groucho Marx gone to seed, and spoke in a flawlessly stereotypical Jewish Queens accent. Worse yet, the dinner the group was enjoying apparently could've been bought from Mrs. Lovett's.
(Here's where I take a second to stare at my dreaming subconcious in disgust and slap it across the face. I'll be getting enough anti-Semitism in Foundations of Drama II. I don't need any more of it when I fall asleep. Capisce?)
I guess I'm hungry, so I sit down with them, grab a salad, shift seats a few times until Groucho is no longer uncomfortable with me sitting in the middle of his family, and tuck in.
Scenes missing.
It turns out the funhouse is actually a ship. I think Gov. Swann shows up, and I know Lord Beckett did briefly (in a lovely pale blue ruffled coat that was totally unsited to his actions, which were to attack Gov. Swann and get pwned, because he's a little guy), but otherwise there were no recognizable PotC characters. But I knew, nevertheless, it was PotC. There's a fine upstanding gentleman wandering around who looked like he could have been played by Patrick Wilson, so we'll call him Patrick.
This is where Valerie shows up again, dressed in drag to avoid detection. She gets caught, though, and starts berating Patrick for ruining her plans. I, dreaming, get annoyed at this OOC behavior from her. She's acting like YoSaffBridge -- totally wrong for her portrayal in the first movie (which was apparently Pirates for Vendetta. Er).
Valerie begins to settle in, though. She goes outside with Patrick to help haul supplies into the ship through a trap door at the very top of the structure -- and there's a moment where she's handing something off to Patrick, they pause looking into each other's eyes, smile shyly, and kiss.
At which point my spectator dream self starting ranting about the writers ignoring or contradicting EVERYTHING established about her and how she was SO much better in the first movie. Interestingly, my dream self didn't have any trouble with the fact that really she ought to be dead; I was much more worried about the writers screwing up her lesbianism and possibly making her bisexual.
Okay, so, people are loading stuff into the ship. It turns out this is because the ship is under siege by Davy Jones, and there's a brief voiceover by Jones saying that he's noticed that no matter how much damage is done to the ship, it's being repaired from the inside -- so rather than keep attacking from above, it's time to see what's coming from below. And there's a dramatic shot of Jones silhouetted above the people hauling stuff through the trapdoor before he does an equally dramatic DEATH FROM ABOVE leap down into the fray.
Back to me, inside the ship. As things start to go to shit, I realize I need something from the Xavier/Purnell Institute, and call up Storm (this is how I know it was the Xavier School all along. Yes). She calls up
metaphor to ask her.metaphor, however, has been waiting for a call that will tell her to unlock the doors of the school, either because the siege is over or because it's time for everyone to go start kicking bigsuperbad butt. Before Storm can ask her question, metaphor gleefully inputs the codes to open the doors.Everyone goes "NO, NOT YET--"
The doors open.
Everyone goes "Oh shit."
And I wake up.
And go Hnguwha?
And then go You mean I missed the climatic battle scene? DAMMIT!
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Date: 2008-02-03 07:03 pm (UTC)I think my point was, don't worry. Nobody died and it wasn't that exciting, I just got fired for being an idiot, and so did the person who gave me shitty instructions.
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Date: 2008-02-03 07:47 pm (UTC)