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nobleplatypusThe return of Mulder and Scully in my dreams!
Well, it started out with me at home, in my freakishly clean and redecorated room (which is, actually, both freakishly clean and redecorated in real life, courtesy of my mother). It is dark, only one of my lamps is on, and I'm chilling on the floor with Ranger, my golden retriever who died eight years ago. I'm surfing the internet on my lappy, and I find a website about the Next Narnia Movie--with clips! "Hot Damn!" I think, clicking one of them.
Well, the next thing I know, I am IN a warped version of Prince Caspian with--you guessed it--Mulder and Scully. At least they were both actually there. We were in the home of the Bulgy Bears, who weren't entirely sure they trusted us but were going to be nice to us anyway. Then a Skadger showed up (it was meant to be a badger, it looked like a badger... but my subconscious saw the stripes on its head and decided to make it a skunk, so it slapped on a big tail). Skadger shuffled in, took one look at the three of us humans, and started to raise its tail... at which point the two bears were like, "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, SKADGER." So Skadger lowered its WMD and shuffled all the way inside to examine us more closely. Only he wasn't really shuffling--in fact, despite the fact that he was walking on his hind legs, every time he took a step there were two distinct thumps on the floor. I have no idea why. Maybe Skadger was wearing clogs.
At that point, we found ourselves in the midst of a massive storm that was pretty much ripping apart the Bulgy Bears' house. The windows had blown out, wind and rain was blowing in, lightning liek whoa, and Mulder standing there with his face to the skies and one of his rapt, "The truth IS out there yay and I shall find it one day!" expressions on his face. I think at that point, Scully and I might have exchanged a look of exasperation. Perhaps not.
The storm abates, and it turns out the third Bulgy Bear--which was, in fact, a BABY Bulgy Bear--had been swept into the little river outside the house. Skadger is the only one who realizes this; he dives in and saves it while the rest of us are trying to salvage the house. There is much rejoicing. Actually, there is much, "Damn, Skadger, good thing you're observant. Hokai, back to work."
At this point, having read past this in the book (though this version of Prince Caspian doesn't by any means resemble the real one), I know that some bandits are going to show up and crack us upside the head with their swordbutts. But Mulder and Scully are way off inside the house with the bears, and I'm just chilling with Skadger and getting a bit nervous because we can't get knocked out by bandits until we're all in one place, and damn it, I don't want the bandits to show up early and just take me and Skadger, that would suck. So I'm standing there, shifting my weight antsily, and muttering, "Hurry up and get out here so we can get knocked unconscious!"
Cue alarm.
Edit: In other news, I noticed yesterday that one of the stalls in our bathroom had been shut tight all day long; the silence eminating from said stall indicated to me that it was either empty or occupied by a dead person. I was too chicken to make a proper investigation. Finally, at around 10 pm, Rachel returned, and the Corner of Awesomeness discussed the anomoly. Perhaps, we reasoned, someone had been Secretly Pregnant and either given birth or had a miscarriage in there, or perhaps someone had just been really drunk and passed out onto the floor, then awoken and dragged themselves out from underneath instead of opening the stall the conventional way. But we were determined to Get To The Bottom Of This. And since I was the littlest, I was the one who got to weasel her way under the door to open it.
Well, there was nothing in the toilet and no one in the stall. But I DID manage to bang my knee on the side of the stall going in--and since we live in an old building, our stalls are made of MARBLE. It hurt. And my leg was sore today, so I rolled up my pantleg... and I have a huuuuuge bruise. Quite a pretty shade of violet, I must say.
*prods it*
Ow.
Well, it started out with me at home, in my freakishly clean and redecorated room (which is, actually, both freakishly clean and redecorated in real life, courtesy of my mother). It is dark, only one of my lamps is on, and I'm chilling on the floor with Ranger, my golden retriever who died eight years ago. I'm surfing the internet on my lappy, and I find a website about the Next Narnia Movie--with clips! "Hot Damn!" I think, clicking one of them.
Well, the next thing I know, I am IN a warped version of Prince Caspian with--you guessed it--Mulder and Scully. At least they were both actually there. We were in the home of the Bulgy Bears, who weren't entirely sure they trusted us but were going to be nice to us anyway. Then a Skadger showed up (it was meant to be a badger, it looked like a badger... but my subconscious saw the stripes on its head and decided to make it a skunk, so it slapped on a big tail). Skadger shuffled in, took one look at the three of us humans, and started to raise its tail... at which point the two bears were like, "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT, SKADGER." So Skadger lowered its WMD and shuffled all the way inside to examine us more closely. Only he wasn't really shuffling--in fact, despite the fact that he was walking on his hind legs, every time he took a step there were two distinct thumps on the floor. I have no idea why. Maybe Skadger was wearing clogs.
At that point, we found ourselves in the midst of a massive storm that was pretty much ripping apart the Bulgy Bears' house. The windows had blown out, wind and rain was blowing in, lightning liek whoa, and Mulder standing there with his face to the skies and one of his rapt, "The truth IS out there yay and I shall find it one day!" expressions on his face. I think at that point, Scully and I might have exchanged a look of exasperation. Perhaps not.
The storm abates, and it turns out the third Bulgy Bear--which was, in fact, a BABY Bulgy Bear--had been swept into the little river outside the house. Skadger is the only one who realizes this; he dives in and saves it while the rest of us are trying to salvage the house. There is much rejoicing. Actually, there is much, "Damn, Skadger, good thing you're observant. Hokai, back to work."
At this point, having read past this in the book (though this version of Prince Caspian doesn't by any means resemble the real one), I know that some bandits are going to show up and crack us upside the head with their swordbutts. But Mulder and Scully are way off inside the house with the bears, and I'm just chilling with Skadger and getting a bit nervous because we can't get knocked out by bandits until we're all in one place, and damn it, I don't want the bandits to show up early and just take me and Skadger, that would suck. So I'm standing there, shifting my weight antsily, and muttering, "Hurry up and get out here so we can get knocked unconscious!"
Cue alarm.
Edit: In other news, I noticed yesterday that one of the stalls in our bathroom had been shut tight all day long; the silence eminating from said stall indicated to me that it was either empty or occupied by a dead person. I was too chicken to make a proper investigation. Finally, at around 10 pm, Rachel returned, and the Corner of Awesomeness discussed the anomoly. Perhaps, we reasoned, someone had been Secretly Pregnant and either given birth or had a miscarriage in there, or perhaps someone had just been really drunk and passed out onto the floor, then awoken and dragged themselves out from underneath instead of opening the stall the conventional way. But we were determined to Get To The Bottom Of This. And since I was the littlest, I was the one who got to weasel her way under the door to open it.
Well, there was nothing in the toilet and no one in the stall. But I DID manage to bang my knee on the side of the stall going in--and since we live in an old building, our stalls are made of MARBLE. It hurt. And my leg was sore today, so I rolled up my pantleg... and I have a huuuuuge bruise. Quite a pretty shade of violet, I must say.
*prods it*
Ow.
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Date: 2006-01-30 04:49 pm (UTC)Mulder standing there with his face to the skies and one of his rapt, "The truth IS out there yay and I shall find it one day!" expressions on his face. I think at that point, Scully and I might have exchanged a look of exasperation. Perhaps not.
this cracked me up. I am still laughing.
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Date: 2006-01-30 05:42 pm (UTC)... I can totally see him doing that, though.
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Date: 2006-01-30 11:50 pm (UTC)Skadger+clogs=HAWESOME.
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Date: 2006-01-31 12:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-31 01:43 am (UTC)Mr. Tumnus would want you to! I swear! He called me and said "Wow, that Carrie and her dreams, it's quite interesting the whimsical creatures she comes up with. I'd like to see a Skadger."
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Date: 2006-01-31 03:02 am (UTC)Fork. *is resolved to draw Skadger... in his clogs*
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Date: 2006-01-30 08:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-30 09:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-30 11:34 pm (UTC)I died a little on the inside after I read that.
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Date: 2006-01-30 11:45 pm (UTC)I've decided I need to name one of my future pets Skadger. I just love the word.
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Date: 2006-02-03 07:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-03 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-31 02:37 am (UTC)I like your icons! you should make another Jesus icon that says: Jesus is watching you, look busy!
~B
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Date: 2006-01-31 02:59 am (UTC)And thanks! ^_^ Hahaha, I think that one is a bumper sticker or a button or something... "Jesus is coming--look busy."
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Date: 2006-01-31 03:47 am (UTC)Lisa de Lujun
skadger....priceless
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Date: 2006-01-31 04:30 am (UTC)I am going to DRAW HIM!
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Date: 2006-01-31 04:34 am (UTC)Lisa de Lujun
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Date: 2006-02-05 02:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-05 09:27 am (UTC)