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DustyHaru |
Sep 9 2010, 11:12 AM
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Starts out with me getting ready for senior formal, so I get in my suit, about to drive my mom's convertible (apparently) out the driveway and realize I don't know where my date lives. So I rush back inside and my mom decides to come with me and tell me the directions. I pick up my date and head to the formal-place, then realize I'm wearing sneakers instead of dress shoes. So I start driving home, and find my date's brother and take him back to his house (her whole family seems to be indian, while she is white). I ask her father(?) if he has any spare dress shoes and he says no so I leave. I realize that I'm late, forgotten where the formal place is, and still without dress shoes; so I give up and walk along the road to school (undergoing construction) and find that I've been listening to music. I scroll through my mp3 player and find a really awesome song but then switch it to "Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance, ugh (I swear the awesome song I was listening to was either by The Reign of Kindo, Ice Nine Kills, or Mutemath). Anyway I make it to a nearby mall where I spot somebody playing a black PSP with a strange red glow escaping the umd slot. I toss him my college id first to get his attention, then my keys. I tell him that he needs to take my life/kill me. A black mall cop picks up my keys (Which are apparently connected to my flash drive by a ring of paper clips and stretches it so that the ring fits around his neck. I tell him give it back, but he says he now has the ability to take my life so he tells me to build a 1/60 model and I tell him "Hell no, that thing is $60!" (which is ridiculously cheap for a 1/60 in a store). He tells me that if I have enough vigor/strength to not listen to him and build that model, I have enough vigor/strength to keep on living. Suddenly he and the guy I first threw my keys to start talking about Transformers TV series'. I wak into a nearby store (coincidently stocked with Transformers dvds and watch a trailer where a giant optimus prime and giant megatron are attached to/thrown into walls on opposite sides of a giant pit (rock quarry) and are lifeless. Their subordinates clash between them in a huge battle.
tl;dr?
I'm a terrible (formal) date.
This post has been edited by DustyHaru: Sep 9 2010, 11:26 AM
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Walrus |
Sep 9 2010, 01:31 PM
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Really messed up dream this time. First part had some random bugs that would crawl onto your arms or whatever and bite down, latching themselves onto you. If that happened, you could just pull its tail/back stinger thing, and it would kind of just go away. Unless you left it alone for a bit. Then it would expand a bit, turn light blue, and start flashing orange. Pulling the tail off at this point would turn that tail into a sort of grenade with a very short fuse, so you'd have to chuck it immediately or risk acid baths. What happens to the bug is even worse: it's suddenly a 6/7 foot tall version of the light blue thing stuck to your arm, and it's fucking up your shit. I think someone/me ended up getting one stuck after killing a few babies, then traveled to this town that kind of had them everywhere. So someoneelse/me had to drive over there to do something that would save everyone, because my dreams are optimists. I'm not entirely sure what happened, but some company that probably caused the crazy bug problem was there(seemed like some sort of school faculty), and they had to speak to my family about the whole thing. I think I was going to die possibly.
In a somewhat different setting, Sara was showing me random things, then for some reason there was this person cutting off random things from other things. That included dogs :(. Eventually it settled to me being some "hidden" child of my family, living in a random shack behind our house, and some kind of Asian group of lumberers would be chainsawing trees at the bottom of the hill that doesn't really exist by my house. They found me, and some woman who totally wasn't with them before noticed some sea plants growing by my shack. So the Asianlumberjacks decide to carry them down with these clamps, while my (new) dog bit some creepy seaplantflesh looking piece of dirt and carried it partway down another side of the hill. The lumberpeople's dog came up, I showed it the seafleshspot, and it started eating it. The shack I was in was probably full of crazy pirate gold too.
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COME ON BOYS LET'S GO KILL SOME BOOOOOOAR
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Walrus |
Sep 11 2010, 03:10 PM
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Jumbled mess. First half ended up focusing on this weird highway sort of thing, where people would get out of their cars and run it, then jump at some peak and something would happen. I was doing it, and the "something" was like some checkpoint, where you'd see your progress in this weird scavenger hunt like game. Except instead of body parts and bottle caps, you had to do random things. I think I was getting pretty good at it, something about cars again, and a lot of other driving to places.
Then I was on the channel, talking with everyone about some show we were all watching. Think Super Bowl meets E3. And maybe MSNBC. Random commercials would come on between weird political commentary, like George Bush pushing snow on some guy spazzing out on some rocks at a beach, or this Alucard looking fellow crying/shouting at the sky while pressing someone to his chest. The channel would react accordingly. I think I was still doing that scavenger-activity-hunt, so I clicked away for a bit, then clicked back and missed an assload of conversation, tried to skim back over for important things, but everyone kept saying more stuff about the snow. Rhia also changed the topic to something like <IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII><IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII><IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII><RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII><RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII><RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII><RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII>
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COME ON BOYS LET'S GO KILL SOME BOOOOOOAR
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