Last night I had a dream....clearly stemmed from yesterday's LJ entry. I was the villain in a Tomb Raider movie...James was one of my soldier-employee-type-peoples.
Anyways, I was about...19 in the movie. When I turned 21, my father (who paid for all of my employees and all of my antiquity-hunting) was going to force me to start working as part of his business, which I desperately did not want to do.
Anyways, so I had this ring, called the Ring of Achilles. It made the weaer invincible to everything except poison. It also, coincidentally, was needed to find the Fountain of Youth (located somewhere in Peru).
Anyways, there was this scene where Lara Croft interrupted me while I was swimming in my personal swimming pool, and we fought and rolled around on the floor fighting (ok, it wasn't romantic, but it worked
) , and I escaped.
Anyways, stuff happened and then, at the end, I finally got to the Fountain of Youth which was this really beautiful clearing in the middle of the rain forestwith a bubbling spring in it. Anyhow, Lara Croft confronts me there and I explain how I need the Fountain to prevent myself from aging, so I never turn 21 and never have to work for my father's company (incidentally, I had shot my father and he was now dead, so don't ask me why I was still concerned about that).
She tried to stop me from drinking from the spring, but I managed to get to it and get a drink. Unfortunately for me, there was a dead snake in it and the spring had been poisoned...so I ended up dying from drinking from the Fountain of Youth.
The moral, ladies and gentlemen, is to always boil your water first.
