Return of the Weird Dreams

So, for a while, my dreams have been fairly normal, and not terribly memorable; I suspect that's from lack of sleep, because I just haven't been remembering them very well. Last night, of course, was not this way!

The first was a 'me-dream', in that it actually had me and my life in it. I was meeting up with my aunt to hang out, but there was this Guy who was pretty much stalking me. The type of fellow who ends up in those supernatural romances; dark, handsome, but arrogant and borderline disturbing...in this case because he apparently could teleport and read all the me-character's diary entries or thoughts. My aunt, however, really liked him, and was trying to get me to take him up on his offer of apprenticeship. Somewhere in the middle of this, I remembered that my aunt was dead, and began trying to point this out to her, but she didn't really seem to care.

This faded into a dream that was...not terribly strange, but incredibly vivid. We were going on a trip. It was a vacation to Vietnam (Why Vietnam? I don't know) by plane. Oh, and we were taking off from Disney World, and the runway ended right at the Magic Castle. There was a holographic projection screen in first class (which is where we were), so we saw it as if we were rushing up to the castle and just barely making it over it. And then the plane started turning over, and around, and dipping and rising...and this was all perfectly normal. (What was really cool here is that my brain was actually supplying the appropriate spacial sensations.) Also, the holographic projection was showing us scenes from the land we were flying over, complete with sound. There was a robbery, a steak house, a children's barber with a Sweeney Todd theme in a near-abandoned mall (very, very popular, which even my dream-self found mildly disturbing), and a large camping group around a coastal castle/fort. Then we went over ocean, and the alarm clock went off.

Any fun dreams on y'all's ends out there?

Unrelated EDIT: Rock On, New York!

Pinging for Interest

Hey all,

I'm interested in running a kind of loose, pick-up type game of Changeling the Lost (with a hefty helping of WoD, which means that mortals would be acceptable characters), set in NYC. How many people would be interested in making characters for it? Note: I'm trying to keep this kind of loose and easy on the committment scale, so that people don't have to block off yet another four-six hour chunk of their week on a regular basis, and will /encourage/ people both doing side RP between characters, and even running mini-adventures for other characters, if continuity allows. Each player could have up to two characters, although one should be designated as the 'main'. There will be an ongoing chronicle and campaign, but the nWoD setting is very forgiving of side adventure and Weird Stuff.

Things to start with:

NYC is a place governed by the Seasonal Courts (not using the other Courts from Winter Masques, in other words), but the Lost of New York who originally established their presence did so in during the Revolutionary War, and being passionate sorts, rejected the idea of the monarchy, even a rotating one. Thus, NYC's Lost are governed by the Seasonal Council. Every Season has 4 representatives, and one of those representatives becomes the Chairman for the respective Season. The Chairman has the power to convene (or not convene), meetings of the Council, and to set the length of debate (within reason: a 2/3rds quorum can override and bring an issue to a vote immediately), but cannot unilaterally make decisions. Instead of the Seasonal Crown, a Gavel manifests for the Chairman.

NYC has a sizable Vampire population; several different groups vie for power in the city; Changelings tend to fly beneath the radar of the supernatural realm, but about forty years ago, the Lost and the bloodsuckers had a small, covert, but very intense war, led by Summer Courtier Susan Drake. After Drake's death, Autumn and Winter withdrew from the conflict, and things sort of just died down; it's almost certain that the undying have not forgotten, though.

The Midnight Flame is a group of mortals who are allied with the Courts of the Lost for various reasons; the most common reason is those who have discovered that their beloved child, spouse, or sibling is, in fact, a souless simulacrum created by the True Fae to cover up their theft. They band together with the Lost in the hope that their own casualties will one day reappear. Some, of course, have less noble reasons: those addicted to the idea of the Fae (but not quite stupid enough to seek out the real thing), seekers, mercenaries, and even a couple of people who have been 'drafted' because they became too embroiled in Lost affairs to be allowed to leave. Most are ensorcelled at least part of the year; some are not.

In the last year, prominent spirits of NYC who had struck pledges with Changelings have disappeared or been banished. So far, there's been no rhyme or reason to which have been targetted: the spirit of Broadway was destroyed/disappeared right before a minor spirit of despair in a slum neighborhood frequented by Winter. The toll so far is five that have been documented, but who knows how many spirits who have /not/ been in compacts with an aware Lost have been removed?