This dream was set in a pseudo X-men world, one where The Professor had had an attack of conscience, abandoned his teenage protegees (though Scott Summers was the only one who stayed recognizable and even had similar powers) and moved in with the Morlocks, who were all around 10 to 14 years old and bore no resemblance to the actual Morlocks (different powers, names etc). Anyway, the Professor raised them up, gave them rules and almost a religion to follow, then died. Which is when I found them and decided to use them for my rebellion against the government. I played on what the Professor had told them, and had successfully integrated them into my forces, when Scott showed up all pissed off at the Professor and the Morlocks for letting them be used. I pointed out that the Morlocks saw what we were doing as continuing the Professor's will and that maybe he should try to understand them a bit more. He made a fool of himself in front of them and they ignored him to pray. About then I woke up. Wish I could remember the earlier parts of that dream. That was a very organized rebellion I was running...
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