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holliLast night I had an extremely long and complex dream in which I was stuck on the TARDIS with lots of other people and dogs. Some of the dogs were also people; some of them were just dogs, but all of them could talk. The Doctor was nowhere to be found, and the dream-plot was concerned with a) finding him, and b) in the meantime, trying to reverse the rapid aging afflicting some of the dog-people.
The dream-TARDIS was huge and sprawling, with hundreds of rooms besides the main one, which I know is canon even though I haven't actually seen the old-school Who that shows it. It had a library with a card catalogue I spent a while searching, with the help of a girl who apparently lived there. I think, in the dream, I was Donna, but I was also me.
There was a bit of the TARDIS that was a large outdoor park (this is where most of the dogs hung out) and in the dream I fanwanked it to be a fake sun and sky, because obvs you can't have an outdoors when you're still in the TARDIS.
Weird.
The dream-TARDIS was huge and sprawling, with hundreds of rooms besides the main one, which I know is canon even though I haven't actually seen the old-school Who that shows it. It had a library with a card catalogue I spent a while searching, with the help of a girl who apparently lived there. I think, in the dream, I was Donna, but I was also me.
There was a bit of the TARDIS that was a large outdoor park (this is where most of the dogs hung out) and in the dream I fanwanked it to be a fake sun and sky, because obvs you can't have an outdoors when you're still in the TARDIS.
Weird.
