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Pen name: Delila H. Smith (the H is silent). Thirtysomething trans lesbian, snugglemuffin, girlthing. Devil but in like a catgirl sort of way, perennial emotional wreck, too gay for this. Minors, please don't follow.


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Okay, let's skip the ACAB nightmare I had last night

but I also had a dream which had a lengthy ... plot, I guess you could say.

I was a patient at a hospital, and I'd been badly injured or in a coma or something. The dream didn't really specify, or it didn't seem aware that there was any difference, whatever, the exact reason I was in the hospital was apparently irrelevant to dreaming-me. As part of my recovery, I was assigned a little red parrot, which appeared to be fully sapient and you could have complete conversations with it. (No apparent connection to Iago was made.)

Also, there was a young woman who apparently wanted revenge against me for unspecified reasons, so she was sort of attacking the hospital or something. She had two henchmen that I can remember: a huge chef sort of guy, and a girl with psychic powers. I eventually managed to turn the tables by hijacking the latter's psychic powers in a way that allowed me to switch bodies with ... someone. It wasn't clear. Probably one of the preceding characters.


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