 | Alicia 'Xellandria' Kilpatrick ( xella) wrote,
@ 2004-08-29 11:32:00 |
| Current mood: | gloomy |
| Current music: | Aiuchi Rina - Start [Instrumental] (Detective Conan) |
Soul-Stealing
Not-nice dreams about someone kidnapping me to suck my ability to do anything successfully out of me so they can do weird tests on me and see if they can put it back because apparently the last Prophet (who was russian) had this disease that did that and so they needed to fuck with a bunch of other people to fix it because it was so~ important that the Prophet prophesize (which she couldn't do with this disease) and at first I wasn't doing anything but say "no, you can't do this to me" and refusing to submit, giving reasons why I couldn't (the only one I can remember being "art is my life and if I couldn't art, I wouldn't have any reason to live" which makes sense, given that I get all angsty and depressed in my art slumps ^^;), and then I made a phonepost to my journal all quiet-like so nobody would hear me and went off with Sailors Moon and Jupiter (live-action, I think) to go reclaim the souls of the people they've already fucked with =D;;
I know that I wasn't the main re-claimer—I was one of two side-arms that the main girl apparently needed because the souls would crack and disappear forever if not held on at least one side, and the broken souls needed both sides, so we were "ends" and such. Anyway, I remember going through a bunch of people (but I don't remember details about them), I remember the transformation sequence involving pressing a button that said "Monkey," and that it made us really big (I'd say about half normal mecha size, but not mecha. Just enlarged versions of us). We fought this one lady who said the elderly granny lady we were trying to save had just died, but she still had the (cracked) soul so we fought and defeated her (rather, the fake Sailormoon did and Jupiter and I just sat in the bandstands (it was some field with a random bleacher oO) and talked to this kid who was all pissy, but then some kid who had two of his bracelets (black plastic ones) snuck them over to me and I handed them down to Moon and the petulant kid changed his mind about being petulant and said that we should take the bracelets he had given to the little kid.
I know the next soul we had to fix was like... "crazy man" or something (I don't know exactly, but I'm extrapolating), and apparently this soul was in my grandmother's old house in New York, where my dad and his new mistress had taken up residence, after driving the Insight with Doodle across the country from California. Belle was there (I dunno why, I thought he'd be back with mom but apparently not), and was REALLY TINY in comparison to Doodle, who looked... too dark, I think is the best way to put it. Her eyes were brown, not gold, and so forth. Anyway, dad was leading me on a strange mental chase with his mistress (who was the crazy abductress woman from before) and I had the distinct feeling they were trying to poison me. Someone~ had left the screen door open and Doodle ran out and so I had to go chase her across the street and slightly into the diagonal neighbor's yard. Yeah. Anyway.
Was very strange.
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