I had a weird Star Wars dream where the city I was in got attacked by The Empire. I ran outside and saw a couple of AT-AT walkers shooting people. I fired off some shots with my rocket launcher but didn't do much. They fired back and I ducked behind a building. Then some Imperial troops attacked me (I don't know why they chose to tackle instead of shooting me), but I fought them off and ran.
Seeing that the walkers were targeting people but not buildings, I ran inside one, found a secret tunnel, and took off running down it, placing mines behind me as I ran. I emerged on the outskirts of the city and found three of my friends (not RL friends, thank god . . . ANY god!). We found a ship (the bottom looked like a cube; the top looked like a sphere) got inside, and took off.
As we hovered, my three friends decided now was the brilliant time to argue on what to name our ship. Seeing a walker nearby, I said, "How about, 'Fireball,' because that's what we're about to be IF YOU DON'T #^%&$#$# MOVE IT!"
One of my friends opened the hatch to get a better look, and as I pulled him back, the walker's gun pointed right at us. I fired off a shot from my rocket launcher and somehow caught it in a critical area because it stumbled into a building.
We then headed for space with one friend as pilot, one as gunner, one as mechanic, and myself running sensors and communications. Once we were in space, I told them that sensors picked up an Imperial ship headed our way. My 'gifted' buddies picked that moment to argue one whether it was an Imperial 'Cruiser' or 'Star Destroyer,' and whether it was Imperial Class or Imperial II Class (I honestly have no clue what the difference is IRL.). I yelled at them, "Does it matter? It's got big #%$@%$ guns! Get us the #^$@@$ out of here!"
Our pilot got us to hyperspace, and I thought we could relax . . . until out mechanic, while tinkering with the main circuit board, blew a glowing fuse, causing us to drop out of hyperspace in an Imperial-run system. Once again exhibiting wisdom that would make Jar Jar face-palm, my friends picked the planet with Imperial shipyards right outside the city to land.
On the plus side, we got the ship repaired. I don't remember the details of what happened next except that two of my friends got captured and one got a hole blown through his chest. I figured, Screw this, and got out of there.
Then my alarm went off.