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Thursday, 25 July 2013

Movie idea: I don't know if this was a dream or not!

So... When I was like 12/13 I distinctly remember a movie.
The tricky part? I don't know if its a real movie. I've spent the last 6 years every so often trying to find it but to no avail. So I probably dreamt it. Its a pretty freaking weird dream to have she you're like 13 but I was a particularly weird child so it makes sense.
I was trying to figure out if its a real thing or not so I'm gonna copy the story here and hopefully someone can help me :(
"So to begin with... It was like this kid being all obsessed with vidaaaayo games and his mom was like "u need 2 stahp ur tearing this family apart" and he was like bitch pls I do what I want. (Except he was like 10 so he didnt have these extreme levels of sass) His mom tried to  take his beloved computer away. When that failed, out of growing concern for her son, she she sent him to live on an expansive farm with his cousin, or some other relative, in the middle of nowhere.
One day whilst exploring his new home he came across an old school computer (windows 98 y'all)  and was all "omg I could so play games on this nerd 4 lyf haha suck it mom" And the boy and his relative-of-some-description loaded up the only game they could find.  This game was based on an awfully similar farm to the boys new living conditions except all the animals were basically possessed and had glowing, red eyes that burned with the fiery fury of the devil himself.  They also tried to kill the characters cause what other shenanigans would a pig and cows get up to on a huge ass farm, right? Right.
Anyway they played it loads cause farms are boring as fuck when you're a 10 year old boy with a graphic, violent, blood-shedding, senseless animal zombie game PETA would spend eternity trying to ban. The more they played, the more the game started coming to life. For example, they'd be walking round the farm and the animals would like get red eyes and stalk them and be general creepy creepers and the boys were thick as a sack of rocks so they'd catch them in the corner of their eye and not bat an eyelash. Because farm animals are cray cray yo. They didn't seem to really notice when the chickens, the cows, the goats and especially the bits kept trying to bite them. Ignorance is bliss I suppose.
As time went on, and this was nearing the end of the entire saga, the animals, for some strange illogical reason, gained the ability to realise what an attic is, how to get in there (as in pull the cord to release the ladder type deal) and how to climb attic stairs. They partook in chewing through the bloody attic entrance trapdoor (extra safety =extra lift up attic door). Of course the attic was where Uncle man kept his convenient stash of weaponry and ammo so the minute they chewed through that door, the boys finally plucked up some courage and began a tirade of bullet apocalypse. There was blood everywhere, brain parts splattered against the walls and windows, guts a-spewing. (I was a veryyyyyy gory kid jfc) Whilst this was going on the boys were crying and retreating into the back and furthest corner of the attic.  In true move/dream fashion just as the last bloodthirsty animal met its maker, the sun rose signalling the end of their ordeal. Still drenched in pigs blood, the boys hugged it out, shaking with fear. (Btw the one kid   like chucky from rugrats but nerdier and no huuuuuuuge buck teeth)"
That sounds completely cray cray but I remember it in shitty 80s/90s camera lens and its so frustrating not being able to figure out where its all from...

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