^- I was in an old Victorian-era country house, just shooting the shit with some big guy that looked like a mix between Sweet Tooth and Bane, when this loli- who looked kinda like Alice Lidell (blonde hair, white gothic-lolita dress) ran in, grabbed both our hands and led us to the main hall.
Then she disappeared.
A huge crowd was there, and there was a stage set up at the far end. It was dark. Then a single spotlight came on, and there she was. Alice.
She was on a stool and had an acoustic guitar. Started playing some sort of wistful, languishing drawl which kinda reminded me of some of Ozzy's ballads. (I'm thinking it might actually have been an Ozzy song, but I can't for the life of me remember it). And then she threw the guitar across the stage- spotlight following.
A hand caught it, it transformed into a hot red double-necked guitar, and Barack Obama started playing Disturbed's "Warrior".
<- Turns out there's a comic con this weekend. Might check it out.
v- Any weird animals you'd like to have as a pet?