Post by Nikudou Natsumi on Aug 4, 2015 14:45:54 GMT
So my mind decided to traverse the fandoms last night. Here's what I wrote down (with some minor editing):
We were at some type of soccer game and Danny Fenton and other people from whatever fandom I don't remember were hiding out in the stands somewhere, going undercover. I went out on the field during the game (don't ask me how) and was surprised to see Danny refereeing it, and being good at it, too. Now, the whole reason we were undercover was because two people were being held captive with plans to be killed (sacrificed?) (and I knew one of those people) later that evening, and they were going to hold a heist tonight as well. I decided we needed help and was originally planning on going to the ponies (from MLP) for help. I must've changed my mind, though, cuz the next thing I remember doing was walking down the aisle of a crowded restaurant (that was lit up by daylight and filled with real people) just outside the stadium, looking for Percy Jackson. As I walked through, trying to figure out what Percy would look like in real life, I slowly glanced behind me and saw someone with short black hair and piercing sea-green eyes. Now I know what it feels like when people say, "You'll just know." Percy's gaze quickly broke down and he - she? The person looked/acted like/sounded like a girl that looked like a guy - kept giddily asking me something along the lines of, "So? Did it work? Did you know?" Then he introduced me to the people around him at his table, and to people I passed by earlier that were apparently related (I think to Annabeth, cuz they all had blond, erm, curly hair). I think it was the mom and someone who was getting married, but not the other half of the pair. I turned around, saw, and was introduced to that other half that was rushing down to get to his family by Blond Curls (who might've been Annabeth). Then I turned around and got to the matter at hand, telling Percy that we needed his help. He seemed to at least know about it, but he refused to help. I pleaded with him as I followed him out the door into the sunlight, telling him about the heist (I must've decided that this was a female fanfiction writer, cuz when she pronounced "heist" as "heest", I thought something along the lines of, "I guess there are other people who pronounce it wrong because they've only read it and never heard it spoken"). At some point the person I was pleading with changed cuz I was following Blond Curls/Annabeth/my brother's fiancee's friend (she looked more like the friend, but obviously knew and hung out with Percy) up the steep hill of yellow grass instead of the person I was acting like was Percy. I mentioned how someone was going to die as well as the heist, but she didn't listen. Frustrated, I overtook her and reached the top of the hill, looking out at the stadium.
Somehow, I got into the room of the people - two men - holding the heist and murders. There were two gigantic (think three-foot tall) freeze pops lying against the wall next to the door. one orangish-yellow and the other pink. They represent the people that were going to get killed. I picked the pink one up and might've started drinking from it (not sure) when I noticed the color changed to the yellowish-orange. I moved it around and it shimmered pink in the light before turning back to orange. Which meant this was actually the yellowish-orange color, meaning that the girl I knew had more time to live now - that we had more time to try and stop these people.
Dream. End.
Now that I think about it, I think Percy was a girl cosplaying as Percy.
We were at some type of soccer game and Danny Fenton and other people from whatever fandom I don't remember were hiding out in the stands somewhere, going undercover. I went out on the field during the game (don't ask me how) and was surprised to see Danny refereeing it, and being good at it, too. Now, the whole reason we were undercover was because two people were being held captive with plans to be killed (sacrificed?) (and I knew one of those people) later that evening, and they were going to hold a heist tonight as well. I decided we needed help and was originally planning on going to the ponies (from MLP) for help. I must've changed my mind, though, cuz the next thing I remember doing was walking down the aisle of a crowded restaurant (that was lit up by daylight and filled with real people) just outside the stadium, looking for Percy Jackson. As I walked through, trying to figure out what Percy would look like in real life, I slowly glanced behind me and saw someone with short black hair and piercing sea-green eyes. Now I know what it feels like when people say, "You'll just know." Percy's gaze quickly broke down and he - she? The person looked/acted like/sounded like a girl that looked like a guy - kept giddily asking me something along the lines of, "So? Did it work? Did you know?" Then he introduced me to the people around him at his table, and to people I passed by earlier that were apparently related (I think to Annabeth, cuz they all had blond, erm, curly hair). I think it was the mom and someone who was getting married, but not the other half of the pair. I turned around, saw, and was introduced to that other half that was rushing down to get to his family by Blond Curls (who might've been Annabeth). Then I turned around and got to the matter at hand, telling Percy that we needed his help. He seemed to at least know about it, but he refused to help. I pleaded with him as I followed him out the door into the sunlight, telling him about the heist (I must've decided that this was a female fanfiction writer, cuz when she pronounced "heist" as "heest", I thought something along the lines of, "I guess there are other people who pronounce it wrong because they've only read it and never heard it spoken"). At some point the person I was pleading with changed cuz I was following Blond Curls/Annabeth/my brother's fiancee's friend (she looked more like the friend, but obviously knew and hung out with Percy) up the steep hill of yellow grass instead of the person I was acting like was Percy. I mentioned how someone was going to die as well as the heist, but she didn't listen. Frustrated, I overtook her and reached the top of the hill, looking out at the stadium.
Somehow, I got into the room of the people - two men - holding the heist and murders. There were two gigantic (think three-foot tall) freeze pops lying against the wall next to the door. one orangish-yellow and the other pink. They represent the people that were going to get killed. I picked the pink one up and might've started drinking from it (not sure) when I noticed the color changed to the yellowish-orange. I moved it around and it shimmered pink in the light before turning back to orange. Which meant this was actually the yellowish-orange color, meaning that the girl I knew had more time to live now - that we had more time to try and stop these people.
Dream. End.
Now that I think about it, I think Percy was a girl cosplaying as Percy.