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Dream a little dream...
Nov. 1st, 2005 10:40 amI had a dream about Robotech, kind of.
That is, I dreamed that I was a member of a military outfit on earth that had, long ago, sent out an expeditionary force, and was worried about what they'd think when they came back, since we were 'collaborating' with aliens and all. We had reason to worry, since an element of the expeditionary force had warped back breifly and tried to kill random people.
Then, the perspective shifted to that ship, which was being run something like Paranoia's Alpha Compled -- everyone had to work all the time, or be 'sent to their room' which was then ejected into space. What was worse was the dark secret, that most of the crew had already been spaced, and the few remaining workers were being cloned using a time machine to fill out the extra slots -- so while only a year or so had passed in reality, to them it seemed like generations had gone by because they kept getting sent back in time to work other jobs during that same year.
The dream ended on a strange note, as several of the workers were sent out into a pink cloudlike nebula (with clouds you could walk on) to negotiate with a hybrid between a sphinx and a cyclops, or something like that, that owed them a favor... I woke up about then.
That is, I dreamed that I was a member of a military outfit on earth that had, long ago, sent out an expeditionary force, and was worried about what they'd think when they came back, since we were 'collaborating' with aliens and all. We had reason to worry, since an element of the expeditionary force had warped back breifly and tried to kill random people.
Then, the perspective shifted to that ship, which was being run something like Paranoia's Alpha Compled -- everyone had to work all the time, or be 'sent to their room' which was then ejected into space. What was worse was the dark secret, that most of the crew had already been spaced, and the few remaining workers were being cloned using a time machine to fill out the extra slots -- so while only a year or so had passed in reality, to them it seemed like generations had gone by because they kept getting sent back in time to work other jobs during that same year.
The dream ended on a strange note, as several of the workers were sent out into a pink cloudlike nebula (with clouds you could walk on) to negotiate with a hybrid between a sphinx and a cyclops, or something like that, that owed them a favor... I woke up about then.
