Another really weird dream.

I’m on a desert planet, far from home. I’m a mysterious alien lifeform (anthro white Bengal tigeress in a commando-ish outfit). My mission: Destroy a strange human temple where humans are sacrificed, and rescue any innocents trapped inside. I had a lot of high technology at my command, and quick scouting reported that the evil humans had captured a lot of gay furries for sacrificing: Aetobatus, Chairo, and Flint Otterhall, for example. There were a lot of text-based unix dumb terminals into the computer core on my ship — the main computer ran Mac OS X, and my little brother was at a unix terminal attempting to change my password file on the main computer, but didn’t understand Mac OS X. I stopped him with a voice command to the computer.

“Computer! Lockout!”

The system immediately ‘-kill 0’ed all open terminal processes, returning them to the login prompt. I logged in, and activated a DNA-matching system at logon that authenticated the DNA of the person logging on. Why I didn’t have this on before is anyone’s guess. But I threatened to put him in the brig — that was fun.

The temple was like a tall many-story circular rotunda hanging in the air. It was white with lots of windows. I landed on the top, and began using a sniper rifle to plant radio tags on Aeto, Chair, Flint, Tanan, and all the others so that I could locate them all at a distance. There were additional arms of the temple extending off into the air in opposite directions from the temple with great floating stairwells and open auditoriums used for their sacrifices. I blew them up and started hunting through the crab-like aliens who were doing the sacrifices. FPS gamers eat your heart out. I like laser rifles. There was chaos — I had to sort out friend and foe, and had just gotten everyone rescued…

…when my alarm went off and it was time to get up. Tanan was already up and dressed, which is weird.