![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
janestarzLast night I dreamed of Omen Larp. We were playing somewhere near Zeist or Ede. I was running around like a headless chicken again, which is nothing unusual for Omen. Finally I found whom I was looking for: Asterion.
"Quickly" Asterion said. "Grab your gear, and follow me if you want to go on a special."
I was indeed still half-dressed (brown pants, green turtleneck) and still needed to gear up. I followed him and we took the train. We sidled into a pair of seats in second class. Carefully I started to gear up as there was little space. Asterion was already dressed and his long hair was pulled back into a ponytail. (For some reason, he looked like he does on the Regiment page of the Anarquendor website, instead of with his soldier cut he currently is sporting)
Our arrows were crushed against the seat as we both wore our quiver on our right shoulders, but I didn't bring a sword or knife. We soon arrived, though there was some delay at Driebergen-Zeist. "We're going to Utrecht?"
Asterion nodded. "Just to make sure we won't interrupt regular play, the special is held there."
Oddly enough the special was held in a mall there (I'm thinking Hoog-Catherijne, but different). We found a lovely big tree in the middle of the mall and sat down for a chat. After two sentences, I saw Fithe walk behind Asterion, like she was sneaking around a corner. I followed her with my eyes, and as soon as Asterion saw her, he jumped up and ran after her, disappearing behind the corner.
I paused for a moment, and then ran after him. Jeroen and another DM were standing there, clipboards in hand. "You're really going to run after him?" asked Jeroen, checking to see if I was sure.
"Yes!" I said.
Immediately, a monster appeared from around a corner. It cast a spell on me: Engulf in Flames, severely damaging me. (Saucy detail: the spell was cast like in larp, meaning nothing happened but I did play out the effects). The monster followed up with a Expand Duration within seconds, causing the spell to last longer, which would mean my obvious demise.
I stood up from where I had fallen to play out the effects of the spell. "Hey!" I protested. "Don't you think this is just slaughtering a player?"
"Yes," the monster said.
"You chose to follow Asterion." Jeroen and the other DM said. "And these are the consequences."
"Well, I don't agree. This is not fun, and I refuse to be killed off like this." I turned around, and ran after Asterion, leaving the DMs and the flabbergasted woman behind.
Soon I found another npc, who was afraid and carefully walking around the mall. Soon I found out why: a large group of angry-looking NPC's with weapons approached us. Monique, another GM, was dressed up as a vampire in a red leather-like dress, smears of blood all over her. She announced we'd better give up and surrender.
Seeing as how I didn't have any weapons on me except my arrows, the situation looked dire. Luckily, the NPC in front of me had a plate, and was ready to give up the plate as the vampire had instructed.
I hefted my own plate, which I was suddenly holding. It was a hard plastic one, white, and would do for the purpose I had in mind. I whacked the monsters over the head in turn - taking care not to hurt them out-game - and tried to grab their weapons as they closed in on me. Finally I took hold of one guy's red dagger, and with a mighty sweep around me - "Shaaaaaarp!" - whirled to attack at least seven monsters.
Of course, I was instead beat to a bloody pulp.
Monique bent down to glee over my bleeding body. "They're coming, you know." I said, bluffing. I knew it wouldn't be enough, so I lied some more. "They have the amulet."
'Ha! What amulet! I am invincible!' All these things she should have said, before she would finish me off. But instead, she fled, leaving me to count off the ten minutes until my death would come. "Now this is the way to die." I thought. "This is my reward for ignoring them before."
I was delirious with the pain, and vaguely saw a group of white-clad beings, high-elves, Dennis_D and Vince among them, approach. Dennis_D bent over me, his face set in worry beneath the white paint that covered half his face. He started to take care of my wounds. Delirious, I turned my head to gaze down the hallway, looking for Asterion. A green veil was drawn across it, and I saw Gwen motioning to me, Asterion next to her. "Ssh. They're going to unveil it soon, for the dramatic effect!"
And there he was, as the veil was drawn away, wearing one of Gwen's hoods and looking worried. Asterion rushed the long hallway, while I screamed his name as if I was dying.
"Asteriooooon!"
Not a minute later, my alarm clock woke me.
I'm sure there was a kiss in there somewhere, but somehow I can't recall where. It wasn't at the end, where you'd expect one if just for the conformist attitude, because Asterion never made it to me before I woke up with my own cry still echoing in my mind.
"Quickly" Asterion said. "Grab your gear, and follow me if you want to go on a special."
I was indeed still half-dressed (brown pants, green turtleneck) and still needed to gear up. I followed him and we took the train. We sidled into a pair of seats in second class. Carefully I started to gear up as there was little space. Asterion was already dressed and his long hair was pulled back into a ponytail. (For some reason, he looked like he does on the Regiment page of the Anarquendor website, instead of with his soldier cut he currently is sporting)
Our arrows were crushed against the seat as we both wore our quiver on our right shoulders, but I didn't bring a sword or knife. We soon arrived, though there was some delay at Driebergen-Zeist. "We're going to Utrecht?"
Asterion nodded. "Just to make sure we won't interrupt regular play, the special is held there."
Oddly enough the special was held in a mall there (I'm thinking Hoog-Catherijne, but different). We found a lovely big tree in the middle of the mall and sat down for a chat. After two sentences, I saw Fithe walk behind Asterion, like she was sneaking around a corner. I followed her with my eyes, and as soon as Asterion saw her, he jumped up and ran after her, disappearing behind the corner.
I paused for a moment, and then ran after him. Jeroen and another DM were standing there, clipboards in hand. "You're really going to run after him?" asked Jeroen, checking to see if I was sure.
"Yes!" I said.
Immediately, a monster appeared from around a corner. It cast a spell on me: Engulf in Flames, severely damaging me. (Saucy detail: the spell was cast like in larp, meaning nothing happened but I did play out the effects). The monster followed up with a Expand Duration within seconds, causing the spell to last longer, which would mean my obvious demise.
I stood up from where I had fallen to play out the effects of the spell. "Hey!" I protested. "Don't you think this is just slaughtering a player?"
"Yes," the monster said.
"You chose to follow Asterion." Jeroen and the other DM said. "And these are the consequences."
"Well, I don't agree. This is not fun, and I refuse to be killed off like this." I turned around, and ran after Asterion, leaving the DMs and the flabbergasted woman behind.
Soon I found another npc, who was afraid and carefully walking around the mall. Soon I found out why: a large group of angry-looking NPC's with weapons approached us. Monique, another GM, was dressed up as a vampire in a red leather-like dress, smears of blood all over her. She announced we'd better give up and surrender.
Seeing as how I didn't have any weapons on me except my arrows, the situation looked dire. Luckily, the NPC in front of me had a plate, and was ready to give up the plate as the vampire had instructed.
I hefted my own plate, which I was suddenly holding. It was a hard plastic one, white, and would do for the purpose I had in mind. I whacked the monsters over the head in turn - taking care not to hurt them out-game - and tried to grab their weapons as they closed in on me. Finally I took hold of one guy's red dagger, and with a mighty sweep around me - "Shaaaaaarp!" - whirled to attack at least seven monsters.
Of course, I was instead beat to a bloody pulp.
Monique bent down to glee over my bleeding body. "They're coming, you know." I said, bluffing. I knew it wouldn't be enough, so I lied some more. "They have the amulet."
'Ha! What amulet! I am invincible!' All these things she should have said, before she would finish me off. But instead, she fled, leaving me to count off the ten minutes until my death would come. "Now this is the way to die." I thought. "This is my reward for ignoring them before."
I was delirious with the pain, and vaguely saw a group of white-clad beings, high-elves, Dennis_D and Vince among them, approach. Dennis_D bent over me, his face set in worry beneath the white paint that covered half his face. He started to take care of my wounds. Delirious, I turned my head to gaze down the hallway, looking for Asterion. A green veil was drawn across it, and I saw Gwen motioning to me, Asterion next to her. "Ssh. They're going to unveil it soon, for the dramatic effect!"
And there he was, as the veil was drawn away, wearing one of Gwen's hoods and looking worried. Asterion rushed the long hallway, while I screamed his name as if I was dying.
"Asteriooooon!"
Not a minute later, my alarm clock woke me.
I'm sure there was a kiss in there somewhere, but somehow I can't recall where. It wasn't at the end, where you'd expect one if just for the conformist attitude, because Asterion never made it to me before I woke up with my own cry still echoing in my mind.
larp dream
Date: 2008-11-05 11:25 am (UTC)Funny how ic and oc colide in a dream.
If you want to get a dream explination I'd be happy to give you one.
Margriet
Re: larp dream
Date: 2008-11-05 12:21 pm (UTC)I originally posted this dream behind a friends-lock, but opened the post up so Asterion himself could read it. I'm glad you enjoyed it too!