IN> A possibly RPG-worthy dream

[DataPacRat]

I had a plotwise dream during my nap today which I thought the members
of this list might be interested in... I've only read scattered IN
references, never a main book, but someone I know suggested that I ask
you if you could codify it. :)


We start out with the usual mishmash, at my first elementary school.
Wandering from room to room, talking with teachers and fellow
students, and so on. It's the Last Day of School; our teacher wants to
show us something special, and sends me off to pick it up from another
teacher. I wander off to collect it, and bring it back... and it looks
like, for all the world, a cat's head on top of a bottle of several
litres of strawberry juice. And it purrs.

And the class enjoys the purring, and pets the head, which makes it
purr more, which they enjoy more. Then... the Sun has gotten low
enough to shine in through the western windows, and as its rays touch
the odd thing, it immediately silences. Concerned, I shield it from
the direct rays with my back, holding it against my chest, and it
starts purring again... only now I notice that it's not just a cat's
head, but several other animals mixed in as well, with a total of
about six eyes (stacked vertically on each side; maybe it was seven or
eight) between them... the only one I remember anymore is horse.

Then... the cat-horse-bottle-thing rewards my/our kindness, and allows
us to Fly. And so we do. As we cross the Plains states, its purring
grows immensely louder, reverbating with the landscape, almost a hum,
and we turn north, to Alaska. ((Okay, so even my subconscious has been
influenced by American-TV geography; I even saw the state boundary
lines. It was a dream, okay? :)  ))

Still shielding the head-and-bottle from the sun, we arrive ... at the
North. Piles of snow are all around, but none of us feel it. There's
some sort of plaque or sign, which says that a previous class came
here and formed a music band. The rest of the class is enthusiastic
about the idea, and their new 'powers'... but I have a niggle, and
look further around... and find the "band"'s frozen bodies.

I jump in surprise...


Meanwhile, back at the school - there's an angel. A beautiful,
white-winged creature, glowing from within. And she doesn't /like/ my
cat-head thing; in fact, she wants to destroy it. But she can't -
she's not powerful enough, and she's actually a Fallen angel.

The Fallen Angel, though, doesn't want to be Fallen - she wants to be
Redeemed. And she's done everything she needs to do to regain her
former glory, except for one thing...


Meanwhile, back at the North, we're about to enter a months-long
night, where our bottle-animal-friend-thing will be able to help us
for months without worrying about the sun's rays... so, in the red
light of the setting sun, I pick up the bottle and hold it in the
light - and, suddenly, everyone's cold, they're no longer ecstatic,
the happy glow that suffused the area is missing, and I'm being
questioned as to why I'm hurting our friend.

I point at the bodies.

The bottle-thing seems not to like the cold, so, despite my own
freezing, I scoop piles of snow onto it... and it shakes the snow off,
and is no longer a bottle with a multi-eyed multi-animal head, but
that head with what looks like a baby's body.

I start capering around, trying to annoy it, and exhorting my
classmates to not be fooled and help me out... a few do, but most want
to go back into the reverie caused by the Purr.

Soon, I'm throwing heaps of snow at a being who's, oh, twenty or
thirty feet tall, and growing, and seems to have the hint of leathery
wings in the shadows behind its back...

... and the other Fallen Angel arrives. The one who wants to redeem
itself. Except she can't - she's nowhere near as powerful as the
Thing. But when she becomes un-fallen, she will be more than a match
for it... and she only needs one particular act performed for her to
complete her Redemption. I'm suddenly back at the school where this
all began, and am racing down the halls to find a certain object (some
sort of cracked, half-shining half-dull crystal ball that has to have
something done to it by a mortal? My memory fades already...)...


... and there I awake.


Yes, ending it there is probably almost as frustrating for you as it
is for me. :)


Thank you for your time,
-- 
DataPacRat         VA3BOS
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and you are responsible for using them." -- Qur'an 17:36.