This dream happened a little while ago in the not-so-distant (like last week) past...
So...I was myself (for a change), only I wasn't (which is cool with me). Anyhoo...Brent Spiner (of Data fame, amongst other things) was this leader of an intergalactic, vigilante justice team of three (including himself). He was the judge. I was the charming, I'll-smile-then-sentence-you-to-death jury. And Christian Kane (of Leverage fame, amongst other things) was the executioner. It was kinda awesome...I mean, the actual Galactic Justice System kind of ignored us, because we pursued the worst of the worst and took them down. We were ourselves, but our codenames were Brent: Judge (I know, original); Christian: Black Knight; and me: Sweetheart or Cuteness (they constantly switched what they called me). Anyhoo...so, yeah...we'd find the bad guys, Christian and I would bring them in before the Judge, and Christian would see that the sentence went through as soon as I had made my decision. Twice in the dream I sentenced someone to time on a deserted planet in a far-off solar system with no food, water, communication, or anything, but the clothes on their backs. Once, I sentenced someone to intergalactic community service for 400 years. And thrice, I sentenced them to death.
Apparently, I was having one of those dark moments where the twisted part of my mind that writes villains into stories took over for the night in an epic manner.
Still...I could soooooo see this as a screenplay!
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