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    Another restless night.

    I was racing friends on a canyon ledge. We had these ridiculously large floation devices to help us out, and they hopped off the edge and landed in the cool waters. I took my time getting in, and on the way into the water I saw a huuuge snake with a triangular-shaped head. I ducked below the water to warn my friends by swimming faster, but there were monsters everywhere.. critters that could hurt them. I was pinning a gator-like creature of some sort while avoiding another one behind some rocks. I finally found an opportunity to jump from the water and did so, frightened.

    After that, I dreamt I was saving a girl from hell. Stupid Dante's Inferno.
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    So cool how you can remember so many dreams. I don't think I sleep enough for dreams, I get like 4-5 hours a night.

    How often do you see forum members in them!? I think I've had like 3



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    I frequently dream of people that I'm currently interacting with.. They always, at least, end up as "extras" or "walk-ons" in dreams.

    Woke up in the middle of the night. The first dream, I was at this huge fun park.. and there was this Tazmanian Devil ride where this HUGE Taz looney toon was blown up, people got inside of the basket and climbed to the top and then the ride would begin. I remember riding it as a kid.. I do NOT remember, however, how large it truly was. My fear of heights kicks in. Someone convinces me to go on the ride, and I get up to the top first and push myself to the edge of the basket. I see a bunch of jock-like guys trying to get into my top basket as well. I start to think "This thing is just inflatable and they said 3 to a basket... I hope it doesn't start bowing." I start to hate it when I'm right, as when they settle in my basket the whole inflatable devil bows backwards and starts to plummet until we hit the ground.. We didn't hit that hard, however. I say "fuck this" and jump as fast as I can out of the basket and roll onto the ground, watching the thing spring back into the air.

    The second dream was much longer. I was on my way to a library, but not just any library. A library that had a telescope that allowed you to see all the planets close up. I wanted to see Jupiter so badly I could taste it with my own eyes. I ended up finding a convenient library access card that someone had dropped.. so my name was "Jenifer Acewitoitzch". I decided to just say my first name.

    I was looking through the wings, which seemed to be closed.. I was getting worried. Did the telescopic wing close as well? But further exploring revealed it was up the ramp and in the back wing of the library. It was darker back there, but the huge telescope with the wide eyelet was clearly visible. The windows to the ouside here, I think were actually television screens, showing the planets and outer space instead of what was actually outside.. either that, or this took place in outer space.

    Another girl was using the telescope, but when I arrived, she asked if I wanted to look with her. I agreed, and we became friends I guess and I asked to see Jupiter. Jupiter looked like a manmade object.. It was encased with metal trim, and it had tattooing along it of the different planets' symbols. The metal trim would open, and Jupiter would change things along the outside, and then it would close up again, settling down. I gasped.. Apparently I made it just in time to see what I had wanted to see, Jupiter opening. I stood there in awe of it. It look like a planet of industry, and raw material.

    I ended up making friends with the other people in that wing, and so after sleeping the night on the comfy seating areas near the windows I woke up to find they were taking a class. I enroll in the class, and discover my sister has taken the same class here before. I decided I can actually go get a library pass of my own and, on an unrelated note, turn in one I found lost and I pick up one my sister's old tests she took. She got a 96 on it. I decided I'd have to do at least that good on mine as well. I pick up the note packets on the theories I'd need to know.
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    Friday night I had a dream I wasn't in personally. The jist of the story was that there was this band of brothers... In a very fight club-loyalty way, they followed this guy named Johnny that had a charisma mod of +5. The dude was genuine, his mission being to give lost men some meaning in their lives. They were 'bad' guys, but they were the sort of bad guys you kinda wanted to root for and hoped that, every so often, the bad guy got away. Johnny had a girl, the most beautiful thing to walk on that side of the country. One day an accident during a mission took Johnny out. The mourning was intense.. but the girl quickly stepped up in his name and assumed command. She was so close to Johnny, that she convinced these men using their loyalty to Johnny to start working on a heist. The girl was very clever.. she disguised this heist so that every one of these men would lose out (either permanently getting caught, or dying) by the end of it except for her. One of the guys was sitting there, stuck in his own bomb trap he successfully set up in a parking lot.. and he was reflecting. On Johnny's accident.. and he started talking to Johnny out loud. "Johnny, I love you like a brother. I'd give, and I am giving, everything for you. You know I love you.. ...But when I think about that night. About all we've been doing. I wonder if you're really wanting this. We used to be happy. Everything used to be happy.. but I don't feel happy here when I do this Johnny. I'm having doubts. I know that your girl will survive this.. but none of us will. The gang's dead, Johnny.. and I feel awful for blamin' her for it. but I think I am." He was deciding whether or not to turn the bomb off and ruin her plans entirely and potentially go against the dead man who gave him everything. The bomb was getting close to going off, but it still had just enough time left to disarm it. I never got to see what he decided.

    Last night I dreamt I was at a badass Dollar General. It was huge, and I swear it was like the store was centered around me. All my favorite things were being sold in it, and unique gadgets like hairbrush that had 8 kinds of combs/brushes on it at once. We tried camel milk as well that they were selling by the gallon and 20oz bottle. In my dream it was like $59.95 for a gallon.
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    prplchknz: i don't like it

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    I dreamt I was in the desert. The clouds were massive in the sky.. You could see forever, and my eyes strained to look that high up without a particular focal point. The storm was approaching, and it was like watching a football team start down the field from you're teeny, tiny position in your seat. The huge heads on the clouds rolled in, and when thunder did finally crack off, it was so loud and fierce that my knees buckled a bit from it. The storm was gorgeous. Dark gray against a watered down acrylic of whites, grays, and blacks. The lightning was so pure.. Striking long, tall metal rods anchored in the sands all along the hillside. I was at the top of the hill, and using a board I sort of surfed my way down the sand.. like I had done this before. I was excited. I've always loved to watch storms, especially HUGE ones like these. It made me feel so small, and humble. When I got to the bottom of the dune I raced for the small shelter in the rock base I'd made.. checking it carefully for critters that might have wiggled their way in at the last minute. Leaning against the rock wall, barely enough room for my head to clear while sitting on my rear, I wouldn't stay dry but majority of the rain would trickle down around me.. I watched the thing roll in. I was making glass sculptures..

    When the storm did slow up, I went to start digging.. and the first one I dug at, the sculpture was so huge that I could easily turn it into a hotel's large chandelier. It was beautiful, flawless, though it needed to be cleaned up some. It was as large as I was.. I wondered how I'd carry it back, along with the others, since it was twice as heavy as I was. The second rod I dug up produced nothing.. but the third.. A single large glass droplet, already perfectly smooth for some reason.. and it had a crackling on lightning on the inside that seemed to refuse to go out. I stood there, staring at it, getting lost in wondering how that was working..
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    prplchknz: i don't like it

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    I had a badass dream last night.

    My buddy Shipwreck and I were hanging out with BM and Cope playing magic. Shipwreck and I are busy trying to take out Cope, and so BM sweeps in under the radar for the overall win. So we go outside to chill and talk.. I'm sitting on a chair a bit too large for my stature, swinging my feet, and listening to the stories the guys are telling contently, when Shipwrecks brother, T, comes skidding down the street in his car. Naturally, he has our attention with his urgency, and a huge lizard-like creature is hot on trail.

    The thing looked like a komodo dragon, only the size of an actual dragon. T stops the car as fast as he can and while the thing is barreling down Cope leaps up and slams his body weight into the thing's tail, effectively taking out a good chunk of concrete with him and turning it into an awesome rain reservoir. Shipwreck's tattoos start crawling along his skin and moving, reforming and reshaping themselves until an ever-growing shadow-made creature starts to rip itself off of his skin. BM is already headed over to the fight with T, and I'm just sitting there watching in awe.

    The dragon eventually puts its attention onto me, and starts to charge my way. Shipwreck's on the other side and can't move it seems with the shadow creature moving and fighting in his stead, so when it barrels my way it seems as though it's going to crash right into me.. but when it gets within a foot it just ..stops. Like it falls dead, slain. The eyes roll back and its body drags across the broken fenceline and dug out ground, and by the time it was suppose to hit me dust just sprays all over me, covering me in it.

    While I'm showering crappy dragon dust off of my body, the guys are sitting there trying to figure out who killed it or what happened. Apparently, the whole group has crazy abilities except for me, but the idea is proposed by T that maybe this would also explain why he feels farther away from his gifts around me. Maybe I nullify magic.

    I woke up and thought ".. I hate blue decks."
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    So, the crew from the previous dream are talking to me about how they discovered their abilities, and how ever since they discovered them things like that magical beast have been cropping up in their area, so they think others in the area have abilities and are trying to take them out so there's no chance of defeat.

    They've been incapable of finding out who did it... And Cope keeps interupting the analysis to insist we think about who would want to get at me as well. Cope is convinced the dragon was after me specifically, even though the rest of us think he's full of shit and that it was attacking wildly. I'm busy introspecting on whether I actually stopped that beast and nearly destroyed Shipwreck's shadow beast or not.

    We decide that proper analysis of the situation needs to be done at Denny's, and then over Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny. Thats as far back as I remember on the dream.
    Kantgirl: Just say "I'm feminine and I'll punch anyone who says otherwise!"
    Halla74: Think your way through the world. Feel your way through life.

    Cimarron: maybe Prpl will be your girl-bud
    prplchknz: i don't like it

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    ISTP is sitting in the rain.. It's a beautiful storm, everything I love about them, making it seem like it's dusk even though any other time it'd be shining brightly outside. He's panting in frustration, trying to keep himself from crying, the object of his anger being the umbrella he can't get to open infront of him.. So he's sitting there, soaked to the bone on the curb, water sifting through his shoes as it makes it way down the street lines to the sewers and drains beyond.. watching the water trying to carry away his umbrella, and never bothering to stop it from its attempts to steal it.

    So I'm walking through the rain and come across said umbrella. Curious, I lean over to pick it up and shake the excess water from it. My own umbrella looks like a light show projection, it's a beautiful display. Like I'm standing in another dimension entrapped by the boundary of my umbrella caccoon. The scene I am walking in is that of a galaxy, stars everywhere for ages, and yet the galaxy is reflecting the way water would, rippling as the rain hits the outside of the umbrella, and I can see everything past the umbrella as if I were just on the street itself.

    So I walk over to ISTP sitting there, and sit next to him.. to relieve the rain from him. It takes him a while to realize I'm there, and when he looks up there's nothing but black space. He looks at me and then down at the umbrella. I smile and ask if it's his. He says it's broken and it doesn't work. I look confused and claim that it's fine and pass it to him. I close my umbrella, and the rain just pours down ontop of both of us, thunder rattling everything nearby and drowning out my voice.

    He looks like he's under pressure.. trying to open the umbrella now to keep himself and myself dry now, when he couldn't even open it for himself earlier.. but, it does open. Seamlessly, it slides open.. and the sun is shining down on us on the inside of it. The rays are bright, and open, and the blue sky cuts straight through the clouds that are trying to rain down on him unsuccessfully now. The dimension doesn't even ripple from raindrops.

    He never thanks me, or asks me to come with him. He's happy the umbrella was opened, and returned, and he just walks away. I sit there for a while, enjoying the rain, watching him leave.. I never do invite myself to anything..
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    Halla74: Think your way through the world. Feel your way through life.

    Cimarron: maybe Prpl will be your girl-bud
    prplchknz: i don't like it

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    Quote Originally Posted by kyuuei View Post
    ISTP is sitting in the rain.. It's a beautiful storm, everything I love about them, making it seem like it's dusk even though any other time it'd be shining brightly outside. He's panting in frustration, trying to keep himself from crying, the object of his anger being the umbrella he can't get to open infront of him.. So he's sitting there, soaked to the bone on the curb, water sifting through his shoes as it makes it way down the street lines to the sewers and drains beyond.. watching the water trying to carry away his umbrella, and never bothering to stop it from its attempts to steal it.

    So I'm walking through the rain and come across said umbrella. Curious, I lean over to pick it up and shake the excess water from it. My own umbrella looks like a light show projection, it's a beautiful display. Like I'm standing in another dimension entrapped by the boundary of my umbrella caccoon. The scene I am walking in is that of a galaxy, stars everywhere for ages, and yet the galaxy is reflecting the way water would, rippling as the rain hits the outside of the umbrella, and I can see everything past the umbrella as if I were just on the street itself.

    So I walk over to ISTP sitting there, and sit next to him.. to relieve the rain from him. It takes him a while to realize I'm there, and when he looks up there's nothing but black space. He looks at me and then down at the umbrella. I smile and ask if it's his. He says it's broken and it doesn't work. I look confused and claim that it's fine and pass it to him. I close my umbrella, and the rain just pours down ontop of both of us, thunder rattling everything nearby and drowning out my voice.

    He looks like he's under pressure.. trying to open the umbrella now to keep himself and myself dry now, when he couldn't even open it for himself earlier.. but, it does open. Seamlessly, it slides open.. and the sun is shining down on us on the inside of it. The rays are bright, and open, and the blue sky cuts straight through the clouds that are trying to rain down on him unsuccessfully now. The dimension doesn't even ripple from raindrops.

    He never thanks me, or asks me to come with him. He's happy the umbrella was opened, and returned, and he just walks away. I sit there for a while, enjoying the rain, watching him leave.. I never do invite myself to anything..
    hm...well at least he got that umbrella opened
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