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I dream last night that there I was in a giant, well-lit two-floor mall with a gaggle of celebrities fighting off incremental incursions of some menace or another. (When I woke from this dream, I was sure that we were fighting Terminators. Go figure.) Alas, the only two celebrities I can remember being there with me were Gerard Butler (blech) and Michelle Rodriguez (I'LL TAKE HER).
The funny part is that even though I was in the middle of the siege, armed and armored, I was also directing the part that each celebrity played like I was directing my teammates in an RPG. When one of the enemy showed up, I'd select the options from each celebrity's action menu and let them play it out. They all spouted hilariously cliche video game lines, like "right!" or "I'm on it!" or "HUH!" Also, we were vulnerable to mud. Watching out to be sure you weren't set on or trapped by mud was a must.
Each celebrity had his or her own special move, too. The reason I remember the two celebrities I do is because I went to select Gerard Butler's special move, and it was "Bitch Slap." Well, that's what it was called. What it really was was the gesture you make when you do "talk to the hand" only he did it harder. So he, like, flat-palm punched out at people. I had him do his special move, and then, dying of laughter in the dream, I ran into Michelle Rodriguez coming up the elevator. I started to tell her the story of Gerard Butler's hilarious special move, and she was all annoyed because we had incoming.
I think I'm free to continue doing my own dream analysis on this one (ooh, could this be a trend of me actually understanding what my brain does to me when I sleep?). Here goes: I need to stop looking at celebrities doing anything online (pooh, there goes Project RunGay) and I must never play BioShock for more than six hours at a stretch. There, dream analysis done.
I dream last night that there I was in a giant, well-lit two-floor mall with a gaggle of celebrities fighting off incremental incursions of some menace or another. (When I woke from this dream, I was sure that we were fighting Terminators. Go figure.) Alas, the only two celebrities I can remember being there with me were Gerard Butler (blech) and Michelle Rodriguez (I'LL TAKE HER).
The funny part is that even though I was in the middle of the siege, armed and armored, I was also directing the part that each celebrity played like I was directing my teammates in an RPG. When one of the enemy showed up, I'd select the options from each celebrity's action menu and let them play it out. They all spouted hilariously cliche video game lines, like "right!" or "I'm on it!" or "HUH!" Also, we were vulnerable to mud. Watching out to be sure you weren't set on or trapped by mud was a must.
Each celebrity had his or her own special move, too. The reason I remember the two celebrities I do is because I went to select Gerard Butler's special move, and it was "Bitch Slap." Well, that's what it was called. What it really was was the gesture you make when you do "talk to the hand" only he did it harder. So he, like, flat-palm punched out at people. I had him do his special move, and then, dying of laughter in the dream, I ran into Michelle Rodriguez coming up the elevator. I started to tell her the story of Gerard Butler's hilarious special move, and she was all annoyed because we had incoming.
I think I'm free to continue doing my own dream analysis on this one (ooh, could this be a trend of me actually understanding what my brain does to me when I sleep?). Here goes: I need to stop looking at celebrities doing anything online (pooh, there goes Project RunGay) and I must never play BioShock for more than six hours at a stretch. There, dream analysis done.
