The Strange Dream I Had While Napping During a South
Campus Power Outage in the Afternoon.
Created by
Anna-mathe's subconscious.
Ronin Warriors
characters are not mine. Don't give me
that accusing glare. And I also don't
own The Ohio State University.
Apparently, though, Talpa does.
Now, as some of you may know, I normally refuse
outright to have anything to do with self-insertion fics. I couldn't refuse this, though. I come stumbling into my dorm after two
classes, the first of which started at 7:30 (I hate it I hate it I hate it!!!)
after a night of almost no sleep whatsoever, and learned to my astonishment
that all the dorms in South Campus had no power. So I decided to read a novel for my English class. I soon fell asleep and had a strange pattern
of dreams amidst local paranoia that I couldn't resist writing down. Just remember – I didn't write this. My subconscious and I aren't on very good
terms as of late . . . I'm going to try and keep this as true to the dream as I
can remember and only make up things when I truly have to.
Granted
– the Ronin Warriors don't really play into this, but Talpa and the Evil
Dynasty do. I guess my subconscious
brain prefers those dashing Warlords. J None of them come in at first – give the
beginning a chance. It all comes
together in my crazy mixed up mind.
So I fell asleep while reading A Heartbreaking Work of
Staggering Genius – that alone should have been a sign of things to
come. The first thing I remember in
this dream is the sirens that were going on outside my window waking me
up. So I woke up - - - - - and I
wasn't in my room!!!
I'm
sitting there in a bed that isn't mine, in a room that isn't mine. A dark feeling of panic like nothing I'd
ever feel while awake completely consumes me.
I look around.
There
are these people sitting in a corner chatting.
They look at me while I'm gawking.
"I'm not
in my room!!"
"So?"
"How did
I get here?!"
"You
don't remember?"
"No!! Last thing I remember is a power outage in
South Campus! How did I get here?!"
"We
don't know."
So I got
up and started running through the halls – "This isn't my building!! Where am I?! What the heck's going on?!?!?!"
Then, naturally, I woke up as more sirens started up
outside.
Crap,
I thought. Is Baker West on fire again?
I'm
guessing I dozed right back off then, because when I opened my eyes, once
again, I wasn't in my room.
"Crap!!"
My
roommate, who wasn't my roommate, asks what's wrong.
"I'm
still not in my room!!"
"This is
your room."
"No it's
not!! The beds were arranged
differently, and everything was covered in all my stupid crap that I never put
away!!"
"No,
this is your room. It's always been
your room."
"This
isn't my room!!"
There
was some sign on the wall, or a poster, or something, advertising the "New
Empire". Go figure.
And some guy comes in. My memory of faces is a bit foggy, but for
some reason I think it was my assistant squad leader from marching band.
"Hello. Are you done with my bed?"
"What am
I doing in your bed?! How did I get here?! I'm so confused!! Did I get drunk? I don't
remember getting drunk . . . "
"That
would be normal, yeah."
"But – "
Someone started yelling outside and more sirens went
by. This time I had the presence of
mind to look out the window, and noticed that the fire engines were going up my
street instead of that belonging to Baker West. Probably not good. And I
doze back off.
This
time, when I felt startled awake, I didn't dare open my eyes.
I
know it. I'm not going to be in my
room. It's all just a goofy dream. You can't really just wake up and not be in
the same place you went to sleep in!!
But I
knew it. I knew that when I opened my
eyes, I wouldn't be in my room.
"Am I in
my room?" I ask.
"Why
wouldn't you be?" comes the voice of my 2nd grade teacher.
"I kept
having this awful dream where I woke up and I wasn't in my room. And the Evil Dynasty had conquered the
world."
"Oh. You're probably right then."
So I
open my eyes – and I'm in some big white bed in some big white room, and this
girl I knew from high school but never really liked is rummaging through a
drawer on the floor next to me, wearing a white dress.
"Malia?!
(Name may or not be changed – no sense giving away anymore than I have to to
protect the semi-innocent) What am I
doing in your room?!"
"Oh, are
you awake?"
"I think
so. So what's all this about the world
submitting to Lord Talpa?"
"Don't
be silly. It's not like we'd ever give
into a king or lord or any such thing.
He's the emperor."
"Oh."
I get up
and start walking through the halls with my 2nd grade teacher (who
kept turning into Kayura at intervals – it was hard to tell them apart most of
the time).
"I want
to go back to my dorm, but I can't. I
have to go to class."
"Well,
come with me."
So
Kayura and I go into this huge Japanese-style building – only on the inside,
there are restaurant stalls everywhere, and everyone's getting laid by
horses!! Mainly strange old men –
some not, I think one of them was my English teacher. (Spew!!)
"I don't
like it here!" I tell Kayura, who looks at me like I'm nuts.
"Fine
then – go to class. You could
show some school spirit, though." She
proceeds to choose a horse.
"Um . .
. "
So I go outside, and my dream gives me this great
overview of the campus, all numbered like I'm reading a map, but I'm not. And it's my campus – but it's not. Instead, there are strange mixes of Japanese
and Modern and Romanesque buildings everywhere, and where University Hall is
supposed to be was Talpa's Castle.
And
somehow, I end up walking with Dais and getting on a boat.
"When
did Talpa take over Ohio State?" I ask him.
He
blinks at me.
"Talpa
has always run Ohio State."
"Really? Why wasn't I in my room?"
"You are
in your room."
"But
we're on a boat."
"You're
going to class. Talpa says you should
go to class. He also says you should
memorize your music."
"Huh?"
"You
have Music Checks in 2 hours. And you
need to wash your hair."
"There
was no power! I couldn't!"
"Do you
know your music?"
"Yes!"
"Do you
know your music?!"
"Yes!!"
"Do you
know your music!!!???"
"Yes!!"
"Then
play it!!"
And he
hands me my Flugelhorn and tells me to start playing Coconne.
"I don't
know Coconne!!"
*NOTE –
the Coconne is a book I was supposed to have for class about a week ago, and I
still haven't gotten it yet. The
company I ordered it from is no longer shipping air mail due to the terrorist
attack, so I'm all panicked that I'm going to be quizzed on the Coconne before
I get it and can practice. So this
portion of the dream was completely terrifying*
Dais
gets very angry then, and launches into the whole "Quake With Fear" thing,
which was all the more terrifying in this terrifying dream because Dais can't do
the "Quake With Fear" thing.
Now, I'm
beyond upset in this dream – I wasn't in my room, I had music checks coming up,
my hair was dirty, and my University had somehow been taken over by some
Japanese demon. I didn't have my
Coconne book. My Flugel was dirty. I'd been sleeping in my assistant squad
leader's bed, and my English teacher was getting laid by a horse. So I'm standing on this boat, bawling, and
Dais is trying to kill me.
I wake up again – this time to crazy yelling because the
power had just come on and everyone was cheering. I ignored, rolled over, and went back to sleep. I don't remember much of the rest – just
that I failed Music Checks with Squad Leader Sekhmet, and Talpa, now the head
Director, was kicking people.
That's
about it. I eventually got up, washed
my hair, went to Music Checks (and passed, thank you), and I looked on my
campus map. The building with the
horses in my dream is, in reality, the Davis Medical Research Center. I wonder what sort of research really goes
on there?
