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Raijinili |
Jul 26 2012, 08:58 PM
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Uh, something about school and wandering around, met an old friend who was going to be a doctor or some crazy thing unrelated to anything I've ever known about him in life. So he started scalpel-ing off pieces of skin on my shin and talking about the fat and muscle stuff underneath. It was pretty disturbing.
Then I was in my old town, yet the school was in a completely schoolless area and I only had underwear on, and stomach-rode some skateboard all the way there in the rain. Some books were lining the sidewalk, all turned to a different page in some book and blah blah not dying in the rain. The class I was in was magically my Japanese class, like earlier in the dream, except instead of Russian alcoholic Mountain Dew show and tell, my grandfather somehow used one of the books I picked up to play some movie about these weirdos who fucked up moving a plane, and rode the nose of it face down over some town and crashed into some random bell tower, causing property damage like an angry woman.
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Raijinili |
Sep 27 2012, 09:22 AM
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I had a dream tonight of which I remember three stages:
The first one was my father and I visiting Luxembourg. It was early morning, his mood was a bad and he was rather unfriendly all the time. The city itself looked nothing like in real life: it was more spacious, and littered with wide, open places, surrounded by rather high buildings. While the architecture was still a mixture of late 19th century and modern styles, the ratio was biased towards the former. We visited a toy store, but didn't have enough money in cash with us (why they didn't accept a card is beyond me). Then we went to some kind of café/food stand; I forgot what we ordered. After a short walk, we returned to the toy store, and I bought two LEGO sets (we now had more cash on hand).
The second phase of the dream saw me in a dungeon-crawler. The perspective was Zelda-like, but the gameplay much more archaic. Everything was black and blue/purple, the graphics simplistic. After I had met the preconditions (tediously killing things and wandering around, it would seem), I gained access to a lower level, collected a key item, and faced a boss—a large dragon. I believe I defeated it, as afterwards I was treated to a cutscene which revealed that the game actually had vector graphics (or was made up of unshaded polygons), for it zoomed around the room and me quite easily.
Lastly, and this is the part which intrigues me the most… I don't remember the context; things had happened, perhaps there was even a continuity with the previous parts and I was tired from them—either way, I was sleepy but unable to fall asleep. Eventually, I found myself in the company of a rather obviously evil and dominant woman, who intended to backstab me (and made no secret of it). I believe I talked to someone from a different community—an Iraq War veteran with whom I often discuss warfare, weapons, combat, and such—who gave us a bit of advise, and talked of three of seven points across the back, which could be stabbed and instantly knock me out, but not kill me in the process. (Some kind of pressure points for knives.) I thus agreed, and soon the evil woman stabbed her knife somewhere into my neck. It slid in easily (and without pain), and I remember it as a rather pleasurable experience. I felt my strength lose me and my conscious fading away as I bent—ultimately fell—over, helplessly at her mercy. It was more kinky than anything else.
It was here that I awoke, and found this dream quite relevant to my interests.
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