I am not sure I like this tradeoff.
This is actually yesterday's but it's been such a constant stream of wtf that I didn't manage to get it written down. Not that today is a less constant stream of wtf, but.
So, scene:
A narrow room, really narrow, cramped in given there are about a dozen people having a semi-formal dinner party. Panelled in a medium-brown sort of wood, lit with lanterns. I'm not sure why there was the gathering, or who most of the people were, but![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
jenett (who appears to be kicking around my dreams a lot lately) and I got into a conversation with a woman (with long blond hair in two braids) about the proper procedure for surveillance and observation of ardat_lili's enemies.
This apparently did not go over well in the rest of the dinner party and made for some awkward silences.
Scene transitions in dreams are awkward and I don't know how we got from the awkward dinner party involving spy tactics to the bit where we were out on the streets, but we were out on the streets. And I think it was mostly the dinner party people, who appeared to be a guerilla circus troupe getting ready to put on a show (and maybe the narrow room was in a circus wagon? That might explain it). Said flash mob circus troupe also appeared to be an anti-fascist street theatre group who were not afraid to mix it up with bullies, to say the least.
There was a somewhat meta aside in which other!Dan gave me some critique on the minmaxing on my character sheet. But apparently I wound up with a character sheet in this dream for someone who would actually punch a Nazi rather than do my actual real-life freeze up and stare at horrible things, wordless and incapable of action. Because there was also a brawl, in which I punched Nazis.
I feel that the unlicensed street theatre militia group punching out aggressive oppressors is an excellent game scenario for something. Maybe I'll run it someday.
This is actually yesterday's but it's been such a constant stream of wtf that I didn't manage to get it written down. Not that today is a less constant stream of wtf, but.
So, scene:
A narrow room, really narrow, cramped in given there are about a dozen people having a semi-formal dinner party. Panelled in a medium-brown sort of wood, lit with lanterns. I'm not sure why there was the gathering, or who most of the people were, but
jenett (who appears to be kicking around my dreams a lot lately) and I got into a conversation with a woman (with long blond hair in two braids) about the proper procedure for surveillance and observation of ardat_lili's enemies.This apparently did not go over well in the rest of the dinner party and made for some awkward silences.
Scene transitions in dreams are awkward and I don't know how we got from the awkward dinner party involving spy tactics to the bit where we were out on the streets, but we were out on the streets. And I think it was mostly the dinner party people, who appeared to be a guerilla circus troupe getting ready to put on a show (and maybe the narrow room was in a circus wagon? That might explain it). Said flash mob circus troupe also appeared to be an anti-fascist street theatre group who were not afraid to mix it up with bullies, to say the least.
There was a somewhat meta aside in which other!Dan gave me some critique on the minmaxing on my character sheet. But apparently I wound up with a character sheet in this dream for someone who would actually punch a Nazi rather than do my actual real-life freeze up and stare at horrible things, wordless and incapable of action. Because there was also a brawl, in which I punched Nazis.
I feel that the unlicensed street theatre militia group punching out aggressive oppressors is an excellent game scenario for something. Maybe I'll run it someday.
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