2009-10-07-BFP517-fumble


517 Fumble.

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The other night I dreamt that the modern world had fallen apart and in the span of a few months we’d reverted to an agrarian society.  If any of you are old enough to remember the cartoon The Visionaries the plot was basically like that minus the wizards.  I had a group of people that I had gathered together into a community and we’d made friends with our neighbors and so forth. (When I say ‘I’ I mean the character whose perspective I was watching things from.  It wasn’t me as such.)  There was even a prince from a far away place that came through and stayed around to observe how we’d built everything back up.  After a while a guy showed up who was wanderin around conquering villages and basically being a dick.  We didn’t fight wars, per se. Instead there was a ritualized team sport sort of thing where a certain group of people represented the community as a whole in armed combat.  I rarely remember dialogue clearly, but I was startled awake and some of it came with.  The bad guy was explaining what he was going to do to the people once he took over, detailing his general dickyness.  My response was t tell him that I would kill him and stick his head on the highest point of ground so he could watch everything he’d built fall apart.  It was a pretty entertaining and intense experience.