| Tripod Resistance; May 10th, 2012 | |
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| Khaotix | Aug 30 2012, 05:11 PM Post #1 |
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Dream starts off with me in a basement of a house with a gathering of people. We're all survivors of a war against man and machine. Although these machines are alien constructs, they are rumored to be mankind from a different dimension that comes every so many thousands of years and harvests humans. Of course leaving eough humans alone to repopulate and keep the resources flowing. However this time, with survivors from the previous war in reincarnated forms, we decide to mount a resistance and stop these machines once and for all. I'm in charge of gathering enough able fighting soldiers to fight in the resistance. We rarely are above ground, being above ground is dangerous to your health, so we move undergroud through tunnels, mineshafts, subway stations etc. When we are above ground it has to be during the daytime. For some reason the tripods only attack at nighttime. I guess they use heat seeking vision and the warmth of the daylight would screw with their systems. At one point we're caught in a basement with brainwashed followers of the "masters" which is what the tripods are called. They don't see us, they are above ground, but we can hear them moving around. A girl is there but she is a mute, but she gives orders through notes of papers. I gather supplies needed. These brainwashed soldiers are the daylight guardians of the masters. They have their own technology given to them by the masters in order to apprehend humans who are attemting to flee. The previous night a few resistance fighters found a cache of food that used by the Masters given to those who worship them. Its the only known method of nourishment to them, as any other type of human food makes them sick. That's the plan. Lure these unsuspecting brainwashed servants with their food and exchange the food with human food. It will kill them and we plan to take their weapons. This has been an ongoing feat. The reason there is a war is because we are fighting and we have been using the machines technology against them. Suddenly day turns to night and we can hear the tripods on the move. The loud thumps and machinery clattering. There's an explosion in the basement. We've been found. Quickly we gather inside a compartment in the back, we see the brain washed followers inside the basement scurrying about. We see them eating the food that we had exchanged for human food. End of line |
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