insaneladybug: (snakes)
So I had a weird dream about Nack the Weasel/Fang the Sniper. He was on some kind of case this weird person had hired him for, but I have no memory now of said case. Except everything kept going wrong and the client was super-aggravating and it ended with him basically bailing out, even if the only way to get away was to mail himself somewhere else while tied up. WTH. And the client commenting on how he was so annoying noisy, when she was the one who had been doing all the pointless talking. Weird, WEIRD dream.

It did make me remember how much I enjoyed the character, at least in the games. I still feel that the comics really played havoc with him. I did like Archie giving him a sister, but otherwise, eh, I didn't like Archie making him an idiot or Fleetway making him a traitor. I hated Archie's version of Triple Trouble so much, I didn't even want to keep it and I sold it to another Nack fan when she wanted it in spite of the portrayal. (Now I have the story again, though, because it was included in a graphic novel compilation with some other stories I wanted.) In the games, he's a jewel hunter (I think), but I don't recall that they even gave much of a description for him beyond that. Yet it seems like there was a sentence or two, at least, so I need to try to dig that up. But he snipes with a toy pop-gun, LOL. Yeah, a real dangerous fella. He's probably fairly harmless, unlike both comic portrayals.

I wrote a lot of stories for him back the day, mostly silly hurt/comfort ones. Then I tried a different approach for a Sonic X story that stalled. I don't think I care much for the latter approach now. Part of me would like someday to try a third approach, different from either of those and probably drawing more on the jewel hunter bit (maybe). And part of me still equates Snakes here with him in some way. (That is, in a positive way, similar to my fleshing out of Snakes, and not the selfish coward we see for a few minutes in canon.) Maybe I'll try to look for that official description from the games, if there is one, and ponder on this.

Then I woke up and found that someone new had Favorited me on FF.net, and they seem to like my FF7 stories. I looked through their Favorites, saw an intriguing one with Sephiroth being hurt when sane and protecting Genesis, and had to open it and start skimming through it. It was so, so good, and Genesis was portrayed a lot like Barney in it, anger-wise, and I remembered why I love sane Sephiroth. I Favorited it, and later I'll need to leave a review on it.

Also, the Turtles fic really took off! I figured out how to do the opening scene, it flowed, and then everything else flowed. I think the first draft is almost done now, save for the ending scenes. And then I'll probably add a little more here and there, as I usually do. I would estimate that it will probably go up early Tuesday, maybe, or later on Tuesday. Mondays are always very busy, so I might not have the chance to properly finish it then. But I might be able to get the first draft done tonight. We'll see.

Lovely.

Jun. 2nd, 2017 04:00 pm
insaneladybug: (baxterstockman)
Had more weird dreams, of the variety I like to record. Dreamed that I was showing Mom the season 6 Once finale and she was adoring it and acted like she wanted to see more of the series. In real-life, I doubt she'd be so enthusiastic, but it was nice in the dream. Of course, the finale wasn't much like the real finale. There was a scene with a squee reunion between the two groups; Rumpel and Belle and whoever was with them had been thought dead, including their two kids (a girl named Megan who was adopted in addition to Gideon) and when they come upon the others there was actually much happiness that they were okay and for some reason there was especially some reunion hugging with Rumpel and David.

Then there was other oddball stuff later, not part of the finale, and I wasn't sure whether that was also something we were watching or if that was really happening to the dream-people, because it flipped back and forth. Sean and Barry went flying in some little airplane that looked like something from 100 hundred years ago (hello, Flambards reference) and Dad and I wandered to an antique mall seeking the answer to some kind of mystery. We thought the place was a front for bad guys and were quizzing around trying to find out if Baxter was there/what his role in things was. I acted like Baxter was my darling, but whether that was reality or just an act I was putting on hoping to get information, I'm not sure. Finally Baxter came out of the back room (his hair a much darker brown than it actually was on the show) and insisted everything was fine. Later, though, there was some kind of trouble and Baxter finally confessed that something screwy was indeed going on, but that his part in things had just been to ... convince someone that someone else existed who apparently didn't? Then one of the criminals stabbed him and he collapsed and I ran to him.

Then it seemed like it was something we'd been watching. I was insisting on believing he would be okay, and we looked through videos and it seemed that my insistence did not bear out the truth, as there was something about a video including two guys who had apparently buried Baxter, or at least, had put him in an open, makeshift coffin. But that's at far as it went, so I probably continued to insist he lived anyway.

Way to be morbid, mind. There was also something about a wedding reception and fancy food and me going after leftover yummy meatballs, and that was influence from a dinner I was taken to last week at a fancy restaurant where we attended a wedding reception years ago. In the dream, that was where we found one of the things we were watching, as it was apparently something the wedding couple hadn't wanted and I absconded with it because it had Robert Carlyle in it. Heh.

Dreams

Apr. 23rd, 2017 05:52 pm
insaneladybug: (hamilton_shocked)
I had a lovely dream on Thursday. I dreamed that H.M. Wynant had made many movies for Disney (actually, he only made one, Tonka) and Disney was releasing them in an H.M. Wynant Collection. Herbie Goes to Monte Carlo was one of them, LOL. Random choice, brain. Then we were watching some old movie, and we were at the old house, and Grandma was still alive and we were showing it to her like we always used to do, and it seemed to be either a Western or taking place in the 1900s and H.M.'s character was wearing a straw hat and striped jacket and was singing to a crowd. The song weirdly enough included some of the lyrics of a silly song I wrote about his Perry Mason character. (That parody is one I'm most proud of, as the character's name is Mr. Sampson, and oh, how well that works for a parody of Mr. Santa/Sandman!)

It got weirder/more awesome by far when H.M. came to visit and I got to meet him and later have dinner with him and his wife (which was set up on a small table down in the old house's laundry room, WTH).

Bizarre settings, but awesomely epic dream. Waking up from that kind of dream is actually refreshing. It's nice for a change.

Then today, oh boy, I had one of my "I'm being chased" dreams again. This one was intense and scary, as it was an assassin after me. I think I knew something I wasn't supposed to know. I was alone in the house (something that's never the case in real-life), ran out, ran next-door for help, tried to call 911, messed up the address on the phone because the guy was breaking in, had to run away again both to protect myself and the people in the house.... Then I was back in my house again and had to run again, and thus began the mad chase. I ran up and down blocks, in and out of people's houses, encountering some people who turned up in prior dreams and eventually ending up in the dream world of my mom's childhood neighborhood. It looks and feels much creepier in the dream, even though in reality it's not a safe place anymore and hasn't been for years. I decided going to hide down the old street would be a bad idea because I could be tracked there, so after I passed the home of some relatives who still live there in actuality, I ran down a different street. I ended up at some old dilapidated house where I knew some private eye or lawyer or somebody lived. For some reason, I thought the guy would help me, so I ran inside. The guy was certainly unconventional, but he did agree to help. There were a few scenes of what seemed to be making plans for what to do and going to some dilapidated theatre to ... meet an informant or something.

Then ... I'm not sure what happened, if I woke up and went back to sleep and started some of the dream over, but it was night and I was home and I knew I had to go out and get to the downtown area to ... either get to that guy's house or meet him somewhere like Borders. And even though the home was definitely here, or based on here, the downtown area was the area in our old city. (Which is also where Mom's childhood neighborhood is in real-life.) So I started out and had to go past the cemetery, and it's also way bigger than in real-life, and it was making me very nervous. Then it was by the freeway in the dream, and I was walking alongside the freeway on the sidewalk to get downtown. And either someone was with me or I decided to get a tricycle to go faster than walking, WTH. Still not sure whether the one on the tricycle was me or if I was with her. And we did make it downtown and it seemed like we were going to Borders to meet the guy.

I often dream about taking such trips downtown, to Borders or Barnes and Noble or the big library. There's always a much more mysterious feeling over the whole place than in real-life. It's so interesting and weird both. As are the chase dreams. Assassin ones are freaking scary, but they're intense and exciting as I'm putting as much distance between him and me as possible. And it's always kind of nice revisiting the old neighborhoods in my dreams. Even though they're not exactly the same as in reality.
insaneladybug: (baxterstockman)
Dreamwidth reminds me a lot of how LJ used to be, back when they actually seemed to care about their users and made an effort to make the site fun. I remember how staff members used to write those cute, silly mysteries with the sites' mascots in newsletters. I loved that. Then they apparently lost interest and turned it over exclusively to the users to write. I think a couple of them made a brief effort, but it quickly died out then. I haven't thought about those cute story snippets in newsletters for a long time, but I was really sad when they stopped. I don't even know if anything goes on with the LJ mascots at all anymore. The site has seemed so cold and impersonal for years now. They used to do that Writer's Block feature too, and then that stopped. They did a community version for a while, but I think it died. And the formatting is all off because of those stupid "glitch" ads. I do wish DW was more active on the community scene, but maybe that will start to happen with this latest mass migration. Who knows. It's not like LJ has been very active with communities for ages either, except for the U.N.C.L.E. ones and a few other semi-exceptions here and there.

I'll probably make a short LJ post after this to see whether a couple of the people who still read my LJ have accounts here. It's a dilemma with wanting to post where they are, yet really getting fed up with LJ, possibly for good this time. I may decide to crosspost entries from here to LJ, at least for a while, so they can see. I don't know.

And my weird recurrent locations dreams strike again, with another creepy house dream set in that three-story house with ghosts. As usual in those dreams, I got stuck wandering in the eerie parts of the house. This time, I absolutely could not seem to find my way back to the normal parts. In past dreams, I always manage to eventually. And I met some of the ghosts. Two were fairly friendly and helpful, even though they said in life they murdered somebody (!). Yikes. Then there were a lot of evil ghosts who just plain liked to hurt people. Their ringleader seemed to be a ghost who had lost a loved one and was taking it out on everyone. There was definite danger that seemed to be coming to a head and there was the possibility that we were going to have to vacate the house immediately. I was wandering all over and still struggling to find the way back to the livable parts of the house, even with the helpful ghosts' assistance. And I got cornered by the bad ones and was desperately trying to escape while the Big Bad chased me with a forklift. (Yeah, I know.) But the dream ended with a glimmer of hope, as the loved one was graduating to becoming an angel and was coming to try to help her parent. So it ended looking like maybe we wouldn't have to leave.

That was such an intense and interesting dream, I might want to try adapting it into a story. I love when I can do that. Some of my favorite stories started out as dreams.

And speaking of glimmers (heh), I loved the two Pony episodes yesterday, which both starred Starlight Glimmer. It's really interesting seeing how far she's come and what she still needs to learn. She's a reforming bad guy and we're actually seeing her journey, as we also see with Sunset Shimmer in the movies. I love it!

Sweet.

Apr. 16th, 2017 05:18 am
insaneladybug: (barneystockman)
I've gotta say, I am absolutely loving how quiet this site is. Livejournal has been acting up and gobbling memory for months on end because of all the extra ads that aren't supposed to be there and that they claim are glitches, which they mysteriously don't fix. I've barely been on LJ for months, in part because of this.

A friend was telling me about her ideas for an alternate dimension she wants to write a story about. That, plus my aggravation over the movie Only Angels Have Wings, seem to have combined to cause me to have a dream about Baxter Stockman and Irma Langinstein from the 1987 Ninja Turtles series working for Baloo and Wildcat on TaleSpin. WTH. It seemed to be pre-series, so no Rebecca, Kit, or Molly. Irma was the secretary and ... I'm not sure what Baxter was doing. It was a world where humans and animals coexisted quite happily.

Telling my friend about it ended up causing me to wonder what would happen if Baxter and Barney somehow wandered into the My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic verse for a couple of hours. If they did, though, they would remain human and not be turned into animals. Oh no. Never. It would be like this way cute Stargate/Pony crossover story I found where the Stargate characters found their way to the Pony world but stayed human while there. Maybe I'll tinker with the idea in a blurb or maybe not. I've got plenty of actual story ideas to write! I'm on story #39 of my Turtles series.

It's kind of nice to be at this quiet, content stage. Sometimes I'm longing to buy a lot of things and trying to figure out how to divide my money to get the most possible out of it. Right now, there's nothing I seriously want and I'm enjoying just being happy with my Turtles DVDs and figures and Baxter plushie and my stories. And the Knight Rider complete series set I bought at Wal-Mart for $25. Squeee.

I do wish I could get the Mega Bloks Technodrome, though. Especially since it's the only way to get a Splinter figure right now. But it's highly unlikely I will ever be able to get that. Even on sale, it's $148, and that is ... kind of a ridiculous price to spend on one single item, let alone a toy. Sigh.

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