Had a dream last night.

[merlynn132]

I was dreaming I was playing some kind of post apocalypse game like Left 4 Dead. There were other players there. As we were going along,I saw this mini-RV had turned on it's side and shaking. A voice inside was calling out. I answered and it declared "I am Barf!" In that over done idiot voice. Think along the lines of the Borderlands 2 Goliaths when they have their helmets on.

This was an obvious set up. We all knew what this was. Some demon thing thought it was being clever and was trying to "trick us" into opening it's "cage". Pretty cliche. Of course I opened it,I wanted to see what kind of abomination came out. I would be disappointed.

Somehow during the conversation,the topic of cartoons came up. "Oh,you like my little masterpieces?" Yeah,dealing with a dumbass. I couldn't find any way to open the RV. Eventually,I got frustrated and simply picked it up and started smashing it on the ground til the doors popped open. I climbed inside to have a look see.

And sure enough,"Barf" came up behind me and I "fell asleep". Or rather,I fell asleep harder since I could already feel my body laying in bed. I thought that was dumb. Like they're just over doing it.

When I "woke up" after being bored with "being asleep",I felt fingers in my mouth. Fingers covered by some kind of thin mittens or something. I bite down on them hard. Not to break the skin but to crush the bones. I let up and bit down again before he pulled his fingers out. It was already too late,of course. "Barf" was already being consumed. I could feel the truth corrupting him and he was already joining us.

I could still feel him behind me. I wanted a look at him. So I turned around. Apparently,this surprised "Barf" and this is the disappointment I mentioned earlier.

"Barf" looked like a guy in a ShyGuy costume. Black robe version. I grabbed him by the neck and under my burning gaze his robe melted into a white color,then began to glow. "Barf" was no more. There was only we remain.

We are Legion for we are many. But we sing with singular voice and march with singular purpose. So singular,I sometimes forget "me" is really "we". But we're all in this together.

Over all,I don't think they're sending their best. Either their better demons are busy or they're out of anything better. Or maybe I just had a weird dream and all the voices in my head are just me arguing with myself. I'll let you good people be the judge.