Dream Triptych
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travellingone, you made it into my dreams last night.
You were a rising starlet with at least one powerful enemy, for they got you drunk (and/or drugged) and rigged your hotel room to make it look as though you had a major problem...just in time for some Hollywood bigwig to visit you during a junket or something. I don't remember much more than that, except you woke up on the floor in total disarray, pills scattered all around you, and when the knock came at your door, you quickly thought to grab an old black-and-white photo of your mother to set in an obvious place, for surely her beauty would distract the bigwig from noticing your state. I woke up before I found out if it worked.
The other two parts were very similar, except they involved Padalecki and Ackles. Most of the focus was on Padalecki, who also (shocker), had someone after him. He didn't fare as well - got a prop knife to the chest, which wasn't supposed to do real damage but ended up giving him a puncture an inch deep. He thought he could cover up a knife jabbing out of his chest as he walked on set, but alas. It was more difficult than the pretty boy imagined.
Sadly, I remember nothing of the horrors my subconscious might have inflicted on Ackles. I just know he was there.
The strangest thing about all of these dream sequences was that they were narrated by a man with a booming, game-show-announcer voice. Or, maybe more accurately, like one of those really old movies they'd show in school, warning kids about the dangers of sex, drugs and rock and roll.
travellingone, you made it into my dreams last night. You were a rising starlet with at least one powerful enemy, for they got you drunk (and/or drugged) and rigged your hotel room to make it look as though you had a major problem...just in time for some Hollywood bigwig to visit you during a junket or something. I don't remember much more than that, except you woke up on the floor in total disarray, pills scattered all around you, and when the knock came at your door, you quickly thought to grab an old black-and-white photo of your mother to set in an obvious place, for surely her beauty would distract the bigwig from noticing your state. I woke up before I found out if it worked.
The other two parts were very similar, except they involved Padalecki and Ackles. Most of the focus was on Padalecki, who also (shocker), had someone after him. He didn't fare as well - got a prop knife to the chest, which wasn't supposed to do real damage but ended up giving him a puncture an inch deep. He thought he could cover up a knife jabbing out of his chest as he walked on set, but alas. It was more difficult than the pretty boy imagined.
Sadly, I remember nothing of the horrors my subconscious might have inflicted on Ackles. I just know he was there.
The strangest thing about all of these dream sequences was that they were narrated by a man with a booming, game-show-announcer voice. Or, maybe more accurately, like one of those really old movies they'd show in school, warning kids about the dangers of sex, drugs and rock and roll.
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