The post in which Things Happen

So, to start off, I joined this RP on LiveJournal called Econtra, so if you've come from there and see this, hello!

Secondly, a series of odd dreams:

The first one, ironically enough, was inspired in part by Econtra. Mostly though, it was inspired by Super Mario Galaxy. Or maybe just Nintendo in general...
Anyway, in the dream, it took place in a vertical tube full of obstacles, all of which were designed to acclimatise characters who would have had no prior experience with modern technology.
And for some reason it involved them swimming through the water in order to reach a spout of bubbles for oxygen (which is what you have to do in the underwater levels in American McGee's Alice, a game I just finished a while ago). There was an announcer/tutorial guy explaining the difference in swimming styles between Link and Zelda, and I'm not sure why but I think he was supposed to be Billy Idol...

I can't recall if there was anything else that happened in that segment of the dream, but the next bit I do recall was Metroid inspired.
I was Samus (at least, I had a power suit like hers), and I was in this underwater city that looked more like a hamster habitat, what with all the transparent modules and tubes it seemed to be made of. It was all part of an elaborate military base, apparently being run by Malachite, from Sailor Moon. I kept telling people that his name was actually Kunzite, but they were ignoring me on that part.
I had apparently been sent to this base in order to stop Malachite from carrying out some sinister plot, and while I'm not exactly sure if I did this, I know that Malachite was and had been dead for quite some time before I got there. I ended up shooting at what I think was a turret guarded by a blue, crystalline eye on a stalk for a while, before heading to some sort of holding cell.
There were quite a few people in this cell, but the only ones I can remember were Darkwing and NegaDuck. I started questioning them about something, but NegaDuck was getting all antsy and covering himself with his cape. Darkwing Duck was getting all pissy about his attitude, so he yanked off NegaDuck's cape, only to reveal that instead of his regular yellow outfit, he was wearing something similar to what Team America were wearing (fuck yeah!), only with more stars and stripes. I'm not quite sure how, but apparently he got this new uniform when he became a big hero in the American war of independence... Time travel was somehow involved.

That dream then segued into some sort of music show, which was all about how they got to use that Kiss Me Again song in that Dentyne commercial.

And then the dream after that one started out with me as a six year old, at the beach, and apparently best friends with an equally aged John Connor of Terminator fame. Probably has something to do with the fact that I've been watching the Sarah Connor Chronicles.
I'm not sure, but I thing I was supposed to be River Tam Cameron.
So John and I are at the beach, making sand animals with our class, when Sarah shows up in a white bikini, a la Honey Rider in Dr. No, and she tells our teacher that she's taking us out for lunch. But instead of lunch, she leads us down the beach to a dock, where she imparts some kind of wisdom on us. I can't remember what that wisdom is, but I'm fairly certain that it had something to do with the sea being our friend.
It gets a little fuzzy around this part, and also takes on a CSI vibe, because the next thing I know John and I are unconscious and being taken to the hospital. And years had passes since the beach, because we were teenagers. I'm fairly certain Grissom was there, and he was leading up an investigation into how the two of us got injured so severely, and it apparently had something to do with my father.
Who was a werewolf. Which made me a werewolf too.
So Grissom starts asking Badger from Firefly questions, because he was our butler or something, and he told Grissom how my werewolf dad (who didn't resemble my real life dad) never cared for me, and he only took parental leave for tax benefits or something? I think my mom died in child birth.
It then goes to a flashback of Badger walking down a forest path, where my werewolf dad was turning back into a human. Badger gets to where he was, and asks him what he was doing, and were!dad lied that he was getting a book for me. And then he picked up a book that was on one shelf of many in the middle of the woods. Also were!dad looked and sounded like the Beast in the Disney Beauty and the Beast. And apparently I loved the book because it was the only thing my father ever gave me. Le sob.
Anyway, there's a flashforward flashback, showing how John and I got injured so. It turned out that dear ol' dad had got it in his head that John should be my first kill, so he dragged us both into the dungeon that was, of course, part of our stately manor, and then tried to get me to kill John. But I wouldn't do it, so he attacked the both of us.
John got knocked out right away when daddy all but ripped open his chest, and I was sort of holding my own against him, but then Sarah Connor showed up and disintegrated daddy with a big ass gun.
The next thing in the dream was me waking up in the hospital with my left arm handcuffed to the bed. I freak out and go all clawy and fangy and glowy-eyed and use my werewolf strength to break the handcuff chain, only I ended up cutting my wrist in the process. Sarah came in (because the doctors were afraid I would tear their throats out, probably), and bandaged up my wound, telling me that despite what the others said, she still trusted me, because I protected John.

Then that faded out into another freaking dream (busy bloody night I had), only this time it seemed to be in the real world, because I was walking down a street, in the rain, close to where Sable lives, but with Chloe's younger sister, Tara. We were talking about something, and then, inexplicably, I offer to give her a piggyback ride. So Tara jumps onto my back, and off I run.
We were going past our high school when a former classmate of mine, Katie, stops us and we start talking. I can't remember what we were going on about, but Sarah Connor suddenly shows up again, and drags the two of us away.
She berates us, explaining that the real Katie has been dead for several years, and that that Katie was actually something that looked a lot like a blue Chu from Twilight Princess, which had taken her form. We then got treated to a flashback involving cherry pie filling and Chu Katie belittling Katie's mom for not realizing that her daughter was actually dead.
After the flashback, Sarah took us to a supermarket, and I picked a metal thing (which resembled the machine the Agents put into Neo's bellybutton in the Matrix) off a flower. Then, after wrapping its tail around my wrist and nestling itself into the palm of my hand (and purring, of all things), Sarah explained that it would help me distinguish friend from foe.

After that, I woke up, and then an hour later I moved the wrong way or something, and the right side of my neck seized up.
It's funny, but you never realize how much you use a muscle until you injure it in such a way that almost every movement is agony. Also, yay Tylenol! (endorsement cheque, please)

So, yeah, neck injury isn't fun, but it's easing off. Or, it would be, but then, as I'm hugging my actual, non-werewolf dad goodnight, he accidentally burps into my shoulder, which sends him off into a fit of laughter.
No, that's a lie. It was a fit of giggles. Girly giggles. I've never heard him giggle in such a way. And so, of course, that sets me off, and I start laughing despite the daggers of pain being driven into my neck at my every movement. And then my dad is in pain too, because he hurt his ribs a couple days ago, but we don't actually manage to stop laughing till almost five minutes later.
Of course, Trevor giggling and me gigglescreaming, "Shut up, Dad!" didn't really help matters either.
Then we go upstairs, only to have Mum ask us what we were laughing about, only to set us off again. Thanks for the pain, Mum! *head desk*

Well, I suppose I can be thankful that I hurt myself now, instead of a week ago, when I was down with the flu. Hacking cough + aching neck =/= a fun combination.