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a day ...sick?
Friday, 29 June 2012 04:52we spent 21 hours asleep. Some of the dreams were of worlds ending, consumed by something alien, a swarm of blackness eating everything it came across that it could.
Escaping to islands where they could not cross to. A time skip. And a foolish person bringing back one of the new creatures that had created ecologies alien to humans...it seemed, that despite them appearing harmless, if they were exposed to what is to them, an alien life form, a state would be triggered, where they went from ...plant (potentially pollen and the like?) eaters, to voracious devourers of all alien life.
A xenoforming gone terribly wrong...or terribly right.
the animal form, more an insect form, would die off, and plants would sprout, when all the foreign life was consumed. Everything from wood to animals to anything larger than microbial life. A new, terrible and strange land would appear. After the initial destruction, it was...semi safe for humans to go exploring this new land. occasionally bringing back things, as the plant forms were utterly harmless, if sometimes toxic. One person was safe, would not (usually) trigger the hostile response, if they did not linger more than a few hours around the same insectoid life. typically it was only life beyond a certain size/complexity that would have the reaction trigger. One person was safe-ish. two were in much more danger if they were both on the ground. One lingering above in a lighter than air craft was typical. three was severely dangerous, and even if an area was cleared with fire and other methods, more than ten or so, would trigger a mass event again. The only safe zones were islands, artifical or natural, set enough of a distance from land. The water biomes were, interestingly, unaffected. Only the land. It seems the atmosphere got thicker as well after a number of years.
We remember being on the last aircraft out of an airfield which had some sort of protection which kept it from being overwhelmed as quickly. Remember taking charge and getting as many people out as we could. ...possibly being thrown onto the back ramp of the last aircraft to leave. Not sure if there were any left behind. Potentially, we were the last out, the one who was the organizer of that exodus of terror. Or just someone who did what they could, and who got physically tossed aboard by someone who ...valued us more than themselves for some reason. We cannot remember.
But we remember someone bringing back what seemed to be a harmless thing, vaguely remenecsent of a centipete, but...no real mouth. ...Right till it split along it's side and bit off half of someones foot, leaving behind a mass of eggs. We remember...jumping back in time repeatedly to try to stop this from happening.
21 hours of sleep. two layers of dreaming, and nightmareish prophetic style dreams in the second layer.
Hopefully tonight will be much more restful, and not contain any endings of worlds.
Escaping to islands where they could not cross to. A time skip. And a foolish person bringing back one of the new creatures that had created ecologies alien to humans...it seemed, that despite them appearing harmless, if they were exposed to what is to them, an alien life form, a state would be triggered, where they went from ...plant (potentially pollen and the like?) eaters, to voracious devourers of all alien life.
A xenoforming gone terribly wrong...or terribly right.
the animal form, more an insect form, would die off, and plants would sprout, when all the foreign life was consumed. Everything from wood to animals to anything larger than microbial life. A new, terrible and strange land would appear. After the initial destruction, it was...semi safe for humans to go exploring this new land. occasionally bringing back things, as the plant forms were utterly harmless, if sometimes toxic. One person was safe, would not (usually) trigger the hostile response, if they did not linger more than a few hours around the same insectoid life. typically it was only life beyond a certain size/complexity that would have the reaction trigger. One person was safe-ish. two were in much more danger if they were both on the ground. One lingering above in a lighter than air craft was typical. three was severely dangerous, and even if an area was cleared with fire and other methods, more than ten or so, would trigger a mass event again. The only safe zones were islands, artifical or natural, set enough of a distance from land. The water biomes were, interestingly, unaffected. Only the land. It seems the atmosphere got thicker as well after a number of years.
We remember being on the last aircraft out of an airfield which had some sort of protection which kept it from being overwhelmed as quickly. Remember taking charge and getting as many people out as we could. ...possibly being thrown onto the back ramp of the last aircraft to leave. Not sure if there were any left behind. Potentially, we were the last out, the one who was the organizer of that exodus of terror. Or just someone who did what they could, and who got physically tossed aboard by someone who ...valued us more than themselves for some reason. We cannot remember.
But we remember someone bringing back what seemed to be a harmless thing, vaguely remenecsent of a centipete, but...no real mouth. ...Right till it split along it's side and bit off half of someones foot, leaving behind a mass of eggs. We remember...jumping back in time repeatedly to try to stop this from happening.
21 hours of sleep. two layers of dreaming, and nightmareish prophetic style dreams in the second layer.
Hopefully tonight will be much more restful, and not contain any endings of worlds.
