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29 Sep 2007 Deadpool and the Evil Gnomes

[Dream] I had a series of dreams last night (the joys of sleeping in an unfamiliar bed) whilst I was slipping in and out of conciousness. There was one dream that I was fortunate to write down when I awoke. It featured Marvel's well known anti-hero Deadpool.

The first part of the dream I cannot remember but it had something to do with Deadpool being trapped in a castle over a cliff trying to rescue a woman with action and stuff. Or something like that. It was the 'next episode I remember more clearly.

There was this guy that went undercover at the place where Deadpool/Wade Wilson works (Wade was not hideously scarred at like he normally is, but instead looks perfectly normal). When no one was looking the spy drilled a hole into a computer monitor so that he could put a spy camera inside it. For spying you see.

The spy was trying to find out the secret identity of someone (I think it was Deadpool's secret identity he was after) . He was obsessed with this. The spy was going through various incredibly complex mathematical equations and scrambled word. The whole thing was linked to Facebook's Friendship Wheel as week.

The spy spent many hours into the night slaving away in the dark, dingy motel room. Like a madman he worked on the numbers and letters trying to figure out the secret identity. Then within the darkness of the room he heard some scratching and scurrying of something... small... and creepy....

He looked into the darkness with a rising fear in his stomach. He hesitantly grabbed the table lamp and turned it to the darkness. What he saw made his blood freeze with terror.

David the Gnome.

Thousands of David the Gnome.

Crawling up the walls and floor like ants.

And oh they were evil.

They looked to the spy with their evil eyes and grinned through their jolly cheeks. The spy cowered in the corner. Before he could react the gnomes swarmed all over the spy with unholy speed. They were forcing their ways into his mouth, muffling his cries of pain. Before too long the spy was dead.

But the spy got up onto his feet. The spy grinned an evil, sinister grin. The spy was possessed by the David Gnomes.

The next day Deadpool/Wade Wilson came into the room and was talking to this spy, unaware that was in fact a spy (by this point the spy now looked liked a guy I know from real life work. Dreams, go figure). But for some reason Wade was now me, which kinda made him a kinda Wade/Me hybrid.

The possessed spy had planned to do the same nasty possession technique on Wade/Me. He was trying to act all normal waiting for the right time to attack. However Wade/Me knew that the spy was possessed because he can break the forth wall.

The possessed spy asked Wade/Me to sit next to him on the dirty motel bed but Wade/Me nervously yet politely declined and sat on the end of the bed. When he was faced away the possessed spy smiled with the daemonic, gnome grin. Wade/Me makes his excuses and leaves the motel room, leaving the possessed spy alone in the darkness.

Wade/Me finds himself a computer and begins to do some research on Wikipedia. He tries to learn more about the evil David Gnomes, the history of them and how to stop them.

I then woke up to the sounds of the alarm clock in real life.

Posted at: 17:45 PM


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RORIDGE said on Thursday 11th of October 2007 at 05:16:20 PM

Gravatar Was it really a dream though?? Because David the Gnome is scary anyway, he has those laughter lines that could so easily be from evil genius laughter.

I had a dream the other night that I was being chased by zombies, and there was this mega, ultra Zombie that was Kurt Russell. And he couldn't be killed. Like T2 he kept regenerating and stuff. But he was smart like a normal person, but looked and acted like a Zombie

Me and some randoms were climing this metal spiral staircase to escape, but we couldn't get though a hatch, and Kurt was picking us off, and I thought I was safe because there were two people below me and he would get them first, but he came past them and grabed me, we fell to the ground where he disembowelled me.

It was horrible, but then it was a nightmare, so whatcha gonna do.

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