Thursday, September 02, 2004

Rumoku: Possibly psychotic...(warning: little children should not be reading this)

You've ever had one of those dreams where you wake up and just go: "what the hell was that?!!!". Well, I've had the same dream for the past couple of nights. In the dream I am a thug. Yes, that's right, a thug. But one with a heart of gold. Anyway, it's really quite amusing since I'm probably the most peace loving guys you will ever come across in real life. No, really. Anyway, before I digress further...I am a thug in the dream and I get into a fight. At first, it was a no holds barred kinda fight and we were slugging it out quite fiercely. I was hammering away at the opponent's balls when he calls me a dirty cheat. Here's a reenactment:

Bad guy: You cheat!
Bad Rumoku: What you say?
BG: You don't fight properly. You have no honour!
Thug Rumoku: Oh, so you want to get it on then? Let's go, bitch! (I'm not making this up...the dream characters really had these cheezy lines)
BG: Let's do this!

We take off our leather jackets and go at it pugalist style. So we're fighting, see, and then our fight leads us all the way to and abandoned toilet (don't ask me why). With no one around to watch us (we had a crowd before), my opponent takes this opportunity to drive three skewers into my right leg.

Rumoku: Aieeeee!!!
BG: Heh heh heh heh...not so tough now, are you?

I'm writhing on the ground. There is a blade before my eyes. It's mine and it's name is Julietta (again, I have no idea why it's called that or why it was even there to begin with. It's all sorta deus ex machina if you ask me).

BG: What's the matter? I'm too tough for ya? You can't use Julietta on--*hurk* (the guy sputters)

At that point I had grabbed the knife and stuck it in his face. Right in the face. The guy's obviously dead, but I am furious! I cut off his penis and stuff it into his mouth. Then I begin chopping him into pieces.... I remember thinking to myself that I should aim for the joints since it would be easier to cut through. Probably no different from butchering chickens. I went at it and managed to cut through his left arm at the shoulder and his right at the elbow. Then I woke up and said:

Rumoku: WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!!!

Very disturbing stuff. I wonder what it all means? Anyway, I've now finished my job at the animation company so I decided to show you all how far I've come. I've drawn my dreams using every technique I learned. Behold, my masterpiece!:



Astounded? Yeah, I knew you would be.

Rumoku out!

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