Fragments of a game

Date: 4/16/2021

I dreamt I was running a game of Blades in the Dark for my father. Some elements of this game: A sheep and a seal were a pair of cops. Building a bridge across a canal as an illegal enterprise. Hidden items around town. A spyglass. A pirate with three jackal pets. The pirate failed to render correctly, so I had to surrender because I couldn’t fight him. White offices (vet offices?) branching off each other, infinitely. A motorcycle doing cool stunts while chased by a dinosaur. Velociraptor? At a card shop, packed. I forgot my mask, but put it on. One section has supplies for dioramas, and parts of plastic models. It’s too expensive. The power keeps going off, but we form an orderly line. A conversation about how to translate a name into French. Someone makes the point that if you pronounce the name differently, it’s not their name anymore. A man is chased by a woman with straight hair. He yells to stop, and she does. He runs and she runs. He stops and she stops. He asks her, in one word or less, to explain what she wants. She makes the universal gesture of humping. He strikes a pose on a hill, then tumbles down.