Monkeys, Pterodactyls, and Polar Bear Dogs, oh my!

Just a quick off topic post while I’m still out of town… I had the weirdest dream I’ve ever had in my life a while back, so I wrote it down at the time. This dream was not lucid at all and I kept alternating between being physically part of it and watching other “scenes” without being there. Okay, get ready to interpret!

I was back in high school sitting in one of those horrible, tiny desk-chair combos during class. My teacher was this cute Spanish professor I’d once had in college, which was nice. I was taking an exam about a video game I’ve been playing lately, Dead by Daylight. I was doing quite well, in fact, because I know waaaay too much about that game. 

Our class got called to an “emergency” assembly and on the way I had to stop at the restroom. It was a unisex restroom with no stall walls of any kind, so the line of people waiting were watching people do their business. I took a pass on that one. Yep.

At this point the scene changed and showed the city this was taking place in. It was a modern metropolis with skyscrapers and stuff– and was surrounded closely by tall, natural rock structures inhabited by highly intelligent monkeys or lemurs (wasn’t clear). 

Korra of The Legend of Korra was there and Toph from Avatar the Last Airbender was with her. Toph was riding a huge pterodactyl covered in armor, because reasons. (I dunno, man.)

Meanwhile back in the assembly at school, the presentation was hijacked by a terrorist who told us in a sinister voice that we had “a great challenge ahead of us.” Spooky! 

And then suddenly a crazy, massive avalanche of snow and ice descended on the city and plunged the world into a new ice age in a matter of about a minute. This was strange because it was summer. So then, obviously, a modern southern confederate army filed into the streets out of nowhere and took full control of the city by force! Dun dun DUN!

I found myself hanging out with a chill soldier who was somberly insisting on shaving my arms. (Curse my Sicilian genes!) I said I would prefer he didn’t. He said he agreed with me, but that he had orders. His name was Logan and he was quite nice.

While this was happening the confederate army was putting the Prince of the City, whom was a cat for some reason, to death and making a spectacle of it by dangling him from the tallest building in the city, which happened to be a Trump tower.

Meanwhile, Korra and her friends are trying to take back control of the city, but the usurper army kidnapped her polar bear dog! This was a problem. I was with her and we were being chased by confederate soldiers on snow skis through the frozen tundra outside the city. She used waterbending to seal us inside a cave for protection until they gave up. 

As this was happening, nice soldier Logan had decided to lead a rebellion and the city fell into chaos. The army captured him and were recovering from battle when the local monkey-lemur population had enough of all the ruckus and went bananas. They freed Logan and Korra’s polar bear dog and proceeded to oust the offending army from the city in short order with sheer numbers.

It was at this point that I realized that all of this was actually a new TV show I was watching and I was totally hooked.

THE END

What even is wrong with my brain…?

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3 thoughts on “Monkeys, Pterodactyls, and Polar Bear Dogs, oh my!

  1. That’s a long, crazy dream! But it always makes sense when it’s happening, doesn’t it? 😀 That’s the weird thing about dreams.

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