Uno: Fully Articulated "We are created from music, photography, literature and the almighty source code."

Enter Sandman.

As the third Mistula update looms closer, Joey, still at a loss for new ideas, starts having dreams about the band. BJD nerds are known to have doll dreams. But Joey does not dream about dolls; She dreams of Mistula life-size, and in the flesh.

In her first dream, she was watching Mistula play in a familiar bar. There was the familiar darkness, the familiar beer, the all-too-familiar cigarette smoke. And of course, the crowd moshing uncomfortably close to the stage, making Joey very nervous. As the last note was hit, flocks of fanfolk rushed up the stage as she had feared, and mobbed the band. Joey flew in a rage, screaming, “KEEP YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF THEM! THE RESIN WILL STAIN!“

The second dream came a few nights ago. This time, Mistula was invited to front act for the J-rock band Dir en Grey. Rey was in a fluster, whipping the band to furious rehearsal, thinking this is the grand break we’ve been waiting for. Joey was in a similar stress over costumes and lights and other make-or-break details. Then, we are on a bus to Japan. (There is a glitch in the matrix here.) Upon reaching the venue, we were immediately ushered inside a plush videoke lounge. Dir en Grey was already inside, drinking beer and dressed in everyday clothes. Rey was dumbstruck. Joey’s temper fhwoomed like a bomb in Nagasaki. She grabbed the mic that was offered to me and the remote control from Manx (she was about to choose Bon Jovi’s “Always”) and flung them away, saying this *beep* stupid low-budget gig is a big *beep* waste of our *beep* time. She stomped out of the videoke lounge and found herself in a warzone, back to her regular dream programming, where she’s always a character in an role-playing video game and will wake up tired and grumpy and be, as usual, late for work.

I don’t dream of petty things like video games or dolls. I dream of power and global domination (and well, sometimes, sex). But first, Blanc Minuet must give me that winning lottery number.