I had a lady who was the only Derse Dreamer of the session. She wanted to assassinate and usurp the queen, found a lab to make a bunch of living bombs in. Unfortunately, when she got them running towards the throne room, turn out the Prospit players were invading earth. Everyone got caught in the crossfire and that's how I accidentally, ACCIDENTALLY killed most of our dream selves. She later went on to have a begrudging respect with her rival /stepdad/stepson.
- what curiosity and the freedom to think does to a mf