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cremainsIn this dream, Captain Picard was trapped in a giant skyscraper inhabited only by vicious translucent squares. The squares were basically brightly-coloured tiles that would roll into formations and patrol the area. They were guided by a single purpose. Picard had to escape, and finally managed to do so by learning how to influence their command system, which could be done via a certain intense (but vague, wordless) force of thought. He commanded them to fall into marching lines and filed them out of the building, after which he himself escaped into post-apocalyptic San Fransisco.
There he met up with a hyper-muscled, torn-shirted sex worker named Chip, who sported a featherback hairdo. "I can read everyone's desires simply by gazing at their physical appearance," said Chip as he leaned against the wall in his bomb shelter/bordello.
"Is that so," said Captain Picard. "Then do tell me about mine."
"Your desire is to destroy the square army. But they have already become translucent cubes."
Picard was astonished. Chip picked up an energy gun from the corner of the room and swore that he would fight with him to the end. Together they jumped on a hoverbike and went off to fight the cubes.
There he met up with a hyper-muscled, torn-shirted sex worker named Chip, who sported a featherback hairdo. "I can read everyone's desires simply by gazing at their physical appearance," said Chip as he leaned against the wall in his bomb shelter/bordello.
"Is that so," said Captain Picard. "Then do tell me about mine."
"Your desire is to destroy the square army. But they have already become translucent cubes."
Picard was astonished. Chip picked up an energy gun from the corner of the room and swore that he would fight with him to the end. Together they jumped on a hoverbike and went off to fight the cubes.
