Tuesday, July 10, 2012

7/10/12 Woodland

The dream starts off in a mall, looking for a book store. I am talking about how the only thing I dislike about the advent of alien discovery is that it has totally ruined science fiction as a genre. In the mall, I am listening to/am giving a speech to an assembled group of humans and aliens, talking about how it is a new era for all our species - never before have 36 species come together in peace and harmony, never before have we been collectively capable of the things we are now, and never before have we been so uniquely situated to perform any task that we set our minds to - the day may come when we discover our numbers swelling to 50 new species, and to that end I am creating a defense system based on an intelligent mind - I am calling it Hammurabi. We cut to some video - Hammurabi is a virtual mind based on a transgenic mandrill. There are various tests shown of Hammurabi on his 'real' world environment, growing up, reacting to rests - in particular, one test showing him reacting to a test meant to scare him - Hammurabi simply snorts defensively, almost derisively. Hammurabi's head and body are shown to be larger and more human-like than a mandrill, though he retains the flat skull of a monkey, his crest is amplified, leading us to speculate that he may have new areas of the brain heretofore unseen.

The scene cuts to me - a woman at her home with a small girl. It may be her/my sister. We are all on the vast world-ship, now home to all our species. Hammurabi is orbiting our vessel like a cloud. I am wondering about what the status of Hammurabi is, but the ship's computer restricts my access to that information. The little girl says, "You want to look at Hammurabi? I have a computer we can use." I think, "To have a computer is a punishable offense!" We proceed to plug in the computer, installing the mouse, etc. It is very old and slow. We try to log in, but it seemingly freezes. Then, it is logging in and asking to update a bunch of anti-virus programs. We don't allow it to update, and use the internet lo look at Hammurabi's status.

As the scientist, I am wondering why Hammurabi is not reporting to me properly. Hammurabi is supposed to keep a constant chatter going about his activities, but he is only reporting back about how he is defeating threats. I'm not getting any information about what these constant threats are, and indeed I get the feeling that they are imaginary. I am concerned that Hammurabi is losing touch with reality, or worse is becoming devious. I decide to ask Hammurabi to make reports like we agreed upon and give him another week.

We are now on earth, in small park in an rurban neighborhood. There are some general goings on, when suddenly Hammurabi attacks us in the form of a nano-swarm. The nano-swarm takes many forms, including Okkoto and smaller boars, as well as Yakul. It chases each of us in small groups, It eventually disperses somehow, and I am talking to Jason about it. We are planning to take a trip, but Jason expresses concern about not being able to play his keyboard at the spitting contest tomorrow at the playground, because he has hear that if you are in a wheelchair people will beat you up.

Later, I am a small frog hopping about on a game, still trying to escape Hammurabi. I hop over the top of a seaside overpass, and feel it shaking. When i look down, i can see giant hermit crabs are fighting other animals(warriors?), throwing rocks back and forth. I have to rush to get over the bridge as it collapses. When at the bottom, I use my money to buy a very powerful white sword. I open the remaining treasure chests that are hidden in the seaside caves, under the bridge. I find a sword called Excalibur, and although it is weaker than the sword I just purchased, I keep it because it is a dual water-poison elemental sword. I talk to two of the remaining warriors, one of who is vampirized. They tell me their tale, of how they sought a great swordsman to train under, defeating bandits along the way. The old swordsman trained them well, but they discover he is a vampire. He vampirizes one before they go on their way. The vampire asks me if it is possible for vampires to have children. I tell him that the only option he has is to remain the way he is, or to become zombified (which will return him to a state closer to life). He becomes understandably angry, but I admonish him, telling him that the important aspects of fatherhood are dedication to one's spouse and children, regardless of if those children are biologically yours. For some reason, this prompts imagery of him with a mermaid family.

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