Dreams of the Cafeteria
Mar. 23rd, 2004 09:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
terryclothOr, well, one dream. I dreamed that I was at the cafeteria at work, ordering food. The meal offered was 'cheesy rice', which sounded good but looked awful, or rather uninspiring. The lady there told me that I could pick up to six additional items from a list to go with it, though -- they were all meat from various animals: chicken, lamb, tiger, alligator, and I think maybe bald eagle? And some other animals you wouldn't expect to see as food.
I had to try all those new meats, so I loaded my plate up, and went to the checkout, where I discovered that she'd basically lied to me, and I was being charged additional for each of the meat things. But I was really hungry, so I paid up - it came to $19.
The rice turned out to be really good, but all the weird meats were overcooked and bland, and all basically tasted like chicken. Before I finished, though, there was a bomb scare -- someone I knew (but didn't like) ran in holding a bunch of hissing bombs, and started hiding them around the building. I was the only one who saw him doing it, so it was up to me...
...to run away as fast as I could to save my own life.
I ran off into the forest, until I ran into a cute little fox, which I hypnotised with magic or something and took control of like a little remote control drone. "I'm not willing to risk my own life," I taunted the terrified creature, that was basically psychically whimpering and begging for mercy, "But I'll certainly risk yours." Using the fox as my bomb-robot I gathered up all the bombs from the cafeteria and tossed them into a nearby field, where they exploded harmlessly.
But I realized that by refusing to risk my *own* life to save others, I'd just failed the test to regain my paladin powers, and now I'd never be able to weild my special paladin mace again. I had a backup weapon that I'd previously scorned at, though -- a nasty serrated magically sharp short-sword/dagger thing.
Drawing it, I grimly headed back to the cafeteria to kill the mad bomber.
That's the most evil and callous I've been in a dream in a long time.
I had to try all those new meats, so I loaded my plate up, and went to the checkout, where I discovered that she'd basically lied to me, and I was being charged additional for each of the meat things. But I was really hungry, so I paid up - it came to $19.
The rice turned out to be really good, but all the weird meats were overcooked and bland, and all basically tasted like chicken. Before I finished, though, there was a bomb scare -- someone I knew (but didn't like) ran in holding a bunch of hissing bombs, and started hiding them around the building. I was the only one who saw him doing it, so it was up to me...
...to run away as fast as I could to save my own life.
I ran off into the forest, until I ran into a cute little fox, which I hypnotised with magic or something and took control of like a little remote control drone. "I'm not willing to risk my own life," I taunted the terrified creature, that was basically psychically whimpering and begging for mercy, "But I'll certainly risk yours." Using the fox as my bomb-robot I gathered up all the bombs from the cafeteria and tossed them into a nearby field, where they exploded harmlessly.
But I realized that by refusing to risk my *own* life to save others, I'd just failed the test to regain my paladin powers, and now I'd never be able to weild my special paladin mace again. I had a backup weapon that I'd previously scorned at, though -- a nasty serrated magically sharp short-sword/dagger thing.
Drawing it, I grimly headed back to the cafeteria to kill the mad bomber.
That's the most evil and callous I've been in a dream in a long time.
