Ghyll:Daydream Believer
I believe that it is save to dib --Dr. H. L. Ackroyd 15:58, 5 Jun 2005 (EDT)
No, I'm pretty sure it's not the 6th of June yet. :) --Trousle Undrhil 00:41, 6 Jun 2005 (EDT)
Your edit has it dated as the 6th, though... --Dfaran L'Eniarc 01:16, 6 Jun 2005 (EDT)
Doesn't matter. Turns start on Saturday, not Monday. See Current events. --Morbus Iff 08:34, 6 Jun 2005 (EDT)
Well, on the Main Page, you have the deadline listed as June 6th, which just happens to be a Monday in this case... but it doesn't matter now, does it? :) --Trousle Undrhil 16:32, 6 Jun 2005 (EDT)
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From Egron: An excerpt from Aliens Everywhere
The backdrop: He's from someplace called Egron, and he's gone-daddy-gone; something is wrong with him but nobody can remember what and the man isn't gonna remind us. Probably he's in on the Aliens or something. All we tools need to know is that we should go ahead and forget him, and they sure make it easy, don't they? During the trial they don't mention his name, and the professional Daydream Believer on the scene has to keep reminding all of us (gently) that he's what we're here to talk about (your crusading reporter kept notes, which he had to agree to turn back over to the man after the issue went out, and which will doubtless get his name on whatever list the man keeps in his basement; I'm taking the bullet for you, reader).
She's on the stand, looking like death warmed over, while this legal tool for the Alien conspiracy talks about how she refuses to forget him. At first, she's silent, crying quietly, but soon she starts piping up. She says she can't forget him, he was her shining knight, she might as well just forget herself. Then, right there in front of all of these tools she starts to talk about him, about the way he talked, about the songs he would sing to himself at work, about his clothing and his bad jokes, and the tools just go nuts; a bailiff chemically silences her, there is a buzz about courtroom contagion, and this reporter starts to get some recalls about this Egron place (unfortunately, all I managed to get into my notes is that Folktown could clobber their ball club) and then the tools start back up harping about She's a threat to public good, and isn't this a perfect example of why she can't be allowed to walk the streets. I tell you, the aliens sure do have us in their pocket.
So at the end of it, they give her the sentence -- play along or they'll send her away. She nods her head, and they null the chemicals, and then when she can speak she shouts "Send me away! Send me to him!" and starts crying. Now the Daydream Believer softly walks over to the stand, and says "But dear, you'll die, you know." And damn if she doesn't just nod her head again. And then they lead all of us in the gallery out, and we wait while the goons interview each one of us, individually, for contamination and inform us of our obligations as witnesses.
I'll tell you, they sure do have us in their pocket.
From Aliens Everywhere:
Many famous personalities have once worked at Aliens Everywhere!, most notably its founder and editor, Bobby Shwarmph, who hasn't been seen since -4 EC. Another famous personality is the Daydream Believer, who is the double-headed star reporter known for talking in the third person and sometimes reponding to his own questions. Yet another is his second head, known as Head Deux, who owns his own small publication about juggling small animals, called appropriately enough, Juggling Small Animals.
From Talk:Aliens Everywhere:
Another point: you use Daydream Believer like a proper name, but in Egron it appears to be the name of a role or category of people. This can be salvaged by referring to the Daydream Believer, with emphasis. --John Cowan 14:33, 17 May 2005 (EDT)
