A dream, Gail, and a martial arts throw down

[TomStillwell]

I had the oddest dream last night or possibly several dreams that streamed into one.

I dreamt Gail and I were showing at a comic convention somewhere in South America. After the convention we met at our hotel and without talking got into a van and drove off to points unknown.

We arrived at our destination, a clearing in a jungle, and several scary looking Street Fighter/Mortal Kombat rejects were waiting there. All of them had some kind of funky weapon, like a crazy sword that was bigger than the guy's whole body or like a flail with a feral midget for the head.

Gail and I got out of the truck and suddenly we both had weapons too. Gail had bo sticks like Oracle might use. I had a broom. We entered a circle of these deadly fighters and they proceeded to attack us.

We were holding our own when a voice called out "Hold! I've seen enough!" followed by a hand clap that made all the other combatants stop. Gail and I justed looked at each other and shrugged.

A man walked into the clearing dressed in something that resembled General Bison's uniform. He looked amazingly like Mark Waid.

He said, "Very good. You're just the type of people we need. Welcome to the Carnage Cadre."

And then someone shot him in the back and I woke up.

[Michael P]

I had the oddest dream last night or possibly several dreams that streamed into one.

I dreamt Gail and I were showing at a comic convention somewhere in South America. After the convention we met at our hotel and without talking got into a van and drove off to points unknown.

We arrived at our destination, a clearing in a jungle, and several scary looking Street Fighter/Mortal Kombat rejects were waiting there. All of them had some kind of funky weapon, like a crazy sword that was bigger than the guy's whole body or like a flail with a feral midget for the head.

Gail and I got out of the truck and suddenly we both had weapons too. Gail had bo sticks like Oracle might use. I had a broom. We entered a circle of these deadly fighters and they proceeded to attack us.

We were holding our own when a voice called out "Hold! I've seen enough!" followed by a hand clap that made all the other combatants stop. Gail and I justed looked at each other and shrugged.

A man walked into the clearing dressed in something that resembled General Bison's uniform. He looked amazingly like Mark Waid.

He said, "Very good. You're just the type of people we need. Welcome to the Carnage Cadre."

And then someone shot him in the back and I woke up.

Sounds like someone thought you were fit to be the instrument of Rumsfeld.

[Chiroptera]

WOW!
No more cheese and Mt. Dew before bed for you, mister!

[PatrickG]

Clearly, you are all bad enough dudes to save the president.

[Chris Hansbrough]

wow. that's almost as weird as evil flying fire breathing 2 headed lizard dragon fish...I must be contagious.

[The Ray]

That wasn't a dream Tom.

[Solaris]

You know... I thought only my husband had weird dreams like this... :D

It's actually kinda cool. Might make a good comic, if you alter a few bits. (That "feral midget for a head" thing is really really weird, though.)

[Hybrid2]

I had the oddest dream last night or possibly several dreams that streamed into one.

I dreamt Gail and I were showing at a comic convention somewhere in South America. After the convention we met at our hotel and without talking got into a van and drove off to points unknown.

We arrived at our destination, a clearing in a jungle, and several scary looking Street Fighter/Mortal Kombat rejects were waiting there. All of them had some kind of funky weapon, like a crazy sword that was bigger than the guy's whole body or like a flail with a feral midget for the head.

Gail and I got out of the truck and suddenly we both had weapons too. Gail had bo sticks like Oracle might use. I had a broom. We entered a circle of these deadly fighters and they proceeded to attack us.

We were holding our own when a voice called out "Hold! I've seen enough!" followed by a hand clap that made all the other combatants stop. Gail and I justed looked at each other and shrugged.

A man walked into the clearing dressed in something that resembled General Bison's uniform. He looked amazingly like Mark Waid.

He said, "Very good. You're just the type of people we need. Welcome to the Carnage Cadre."

And then someone shot him in the back and I woke up.

You have dreams that hare a lot more interesting that mine. Woah.

[Gladiaria_Alata]

Sound like something outta my subconcious actually.

Most of my dreams are like that, when I remember them anyway. :P

[BnL]

It's actually kinda cool. Might make a good comic, if you alter a few bits. (That "feral midget for a head" thing is really really weird, though.)

Heh, that was my thought too.

[Tyr]

That wasn't a dream Tom.

Yes it was.

*hides a hunting rifle behind his back*

[The Ray]

Yes it was.

*hides a hunting rifle behind his back*

He knows too much

[DaveRothe]

Ah yes but Gail has that wicked cyclone spin kick. Hia-yah!!!:D

[Alex L]

You have dreams that hare a lot more interesting that mine. Woah.

Indeed.

Even my subconscious is boring.

This helps explain why I am not a comic-book creator. :(

[Reverend Smooth]

This needs to be drawn.

[Sally Sensational]

This needs to be drawn.

Yes, but what, indeed, does a feral midget look like?

[Grazzt]

Yes, but what, indeed, does a feral midget look like?

http://semanticdrift.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/wolverine14.JPG

Okay, so he's 5'3", not quite midget. But still short.

[Tyr]

Ah yes but Gail has that wicked cyclone spin kick. Hia-yah!!!:D

Dan Slott is the one with the Cyclone kick, your thinking of the Hykurestu Kyaki, otherwise known as the Hunderd Rending Kick or Lightning Kick, and sometimes the Wind Kicks.

[DaveRothe]

http://semanticdrift.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/wolverine14.JPG

Okay, so he's 5'3", not quite midget. But still short.

It's Gailverine, bub! Snikt! Edit. Edit. Snikt!