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Dream Journal
Jul. 19th, 2016 07:57 amMore often than not, when I try to recall and write down my dreams, it's a process of piecing together and imposing some kind of narrative on what was, at the time, a collection of drifting, looping images.
Last night, I was visiting an animation/game studio, founded many years before by two British doctors; presumably they already had had a good grasp of character anatomy. One of them was my friend Fiona's father (who is a doctor in real life, though afaik he has no interest in video games.) The other doctor was named Dudley Manlove. The name seemed familiar when I woke, and I googled it to find out that my subconscious had seen fit to name someone after a bit player from Plan 9 from Outer Space.
At the studio, I watched as various RC craft were flown and filmed for reference. Also they gave me a game which consisted of a bunch of tubes of scent -- the aim was to identify the studio staff by smell. Both of the founders apparently smelled like cough drops, but not the same brand.
Also (and this didn't really fit into the setting), a snake kept darting out of a tree and biting my hand. Luckily it was non-venomous.
Later, I had an appointment to visit a super villain HQ. The atmosphere was very similar to the games company. The doorman told me it was a great place to work, and cheerily assured me that the woman I'd come to see probably wouldn't kill me. For some reason I was putting on an elaborate early-1950s New Look getup. Another visitor barged ahead of me in line, a young man who I think was trying to join up. He kept gong on about how everyone was jealous and afraid of him. I woke up before I could see if the doorman was rolling his eyes at this like I was.
Last night, I was visiting an animation/game studio, founded many years before by two British doctors; presumably they already had had a good grasp of character anatomy. One of them was my friend Fiona's father (who is a doctor in real life, though afaik he has no interest in video games.) The other doctor was named Dudley Manlove. The name seemed familiar when I woke, and I googled it to find out that my subconscious had seen fit to name someone after a bit player from Plan 9 from Outer Space.
At the studio, I watched as various RC craft were flown and filmed for reference. Also they gave me a game which consisted of a bunch of tubes of scent -- the aim was to identify the studio staff by smell. Both of the founders apparently smelled like cough drops, but not the same brand.
Also (and this didn't really fit into the setting), a snake kept darting out of a tree and biting my hand. Luckily it was non-venomous.
Later, I had an appointment to visit a super villain HQ. The atmosphere was very similar to the games company. The doorman told me it was a great place to work, and cheerily assured me that the woman I'd come to see probably wouldn't kill me. For some reason I was putting on an elaborate early-1950s New Look getup. Another visitor barged ahead of me in line, a young man who I think was trying to join up. He kept gong on about how everyone was jealous and afraid of him. I woke up before I could see if the doorman was rolling his eyes at this like I was.
