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azurelunatic) wrote2022-02-09 11:31 am
azurelunatic) wrote2022-02-09 11:31 am
High speed animation
Had a series of weird dreams last night, starting with a search for an apartment that involved many options with absolutely no privacy. Simultaneously, I needed to get done some school related task about watching a PowerPoint presentation that was about math and literally in the clouds. Steph had to watch it with me. So we let other people unload our stuff into a different apartment than we thought we'd picked, but at least it was better?
After that, a housemate (who was a fusion of several people) and I had to get some sort of medical care at a very large facility with extremely big and empty rooms. There was a lot of shuffling in different directions to get to the right place. Then a bunch of other people showed up. One was the brother of my sister's old friend, and he was cute and hilarious. Nevertheless I was annoyed because just as I was about to get privacy to talk about a concerning symptom, this crowd would arrive. It turned out that there was a stop-motion animation project going on, like if John Green(e?) and the vlog brothers had taken over South Park. (A much kinder version of zany gross kid antics.) A problem was that some of the extras and helpers and bystanders had taken to stealing some of the modeling clay + 3D printed pieces for the stop motion, but after the filming was supposed to be over for that scene. And the story of the thefts, counter thefts, sabotage, authentication of the genuine pieces, and the bumbling squad of enforcers hired by the studio was also being made into a zany heist comedy. James was basically the Owen Wilson of the piece. There was an extended and bewildering sequence about tossing empty animation cels out of the window of the medical office (remember the medical office?) and watching the glass turn to vanishing harmless clear gel-foam on the way down. This was also a movie trick, and the trick was being demonstrated over and over when I finally woke up.
There was also a sequence involving one of my disliked classmates from 5th grade and Ev, who have the same original name. I was somehow mistaking identities based on name and hair color.
Of course there was vanishing mask woe. I had to keep pulling my shirt over my face. It was like the mask evaporated every time I was in a room alone.
Part of the animated comedy was that skin wasn't real, it was a knit cover over wooden boxes and stuff. The Boys were trying to prove it in a documentary investigation, but the Hot Girls arrived and said they couldn't because then they would be exposed as having wooden storage boxes inside their butt cheeks, and we couldn't have THAT. So the documentary went the way of an X-Files monster of the week.
After that, a housemate (who was a fusion of several people) and I had to get some sort of medical care at a very large facility with extremely big and empty rooms. There was a lot of shuffling in different directions to get to the right place. Then a bunch of other people showed up. One was the brother of my sister's old friend, and he was cute and hilarious. Nevertheless I was annoyed because just as I was about to get privacy to talk about a concerning symptom, this crowd would arrive. It turned out that there was a stop-motion animation project going on, like if John Green(e?) and the vlog brothers had taken over South Park. (A much kinder version of zany gross kid antics.) A problem was that some of the extras and helpers and bystanders had taken to stealing some of the modeling clay + 3D printed pieces for the stop motion, but after the filming was supposed to be over for that scene. And the story of the thefts, counter thefts, sabotage, authentication of the genuine pieces, and the bumbling squad of enforcers hired by the studio was also being made into a zany heist comedy. James was basically the Owen Wilson of the piece. There was an extended and bewildering sequence about tossing empty animation cels out of the window of the medical office (remember the medical office?) and watching the glass turn to vanishing harmless clear gel-foam on the way down. This was also a movie trick, and the trick was being demonstrated over and over when I finally woke up.
There was also a sequence involving one of my disliked classmates from 5th grade and Ev, who have the same original name. I was somehow mistaking identities based on name and hair color.
Of course there was vanishing mask woe. I had to keep pulling my shirt over my face. It was like the mask evaporated every time I was in a room alone.
Part of the animated comedy was that skin wasn't real, it was a knit cover over wooden boxes and stuff. The Boys were trying to prove it in a documentary investigation, but the Hot Girls arrived and said they couldn't because then they would be exposed as having wooden storage boxes inside their butt cheeks, and we couldn't have THAT. So the documentary went the way of an X-Files monster of the week.