I was traveling down a FFXIII-esque mountain with Scott, a childhood friend, and some other nameless people. After crossing a bridge thing we were on a little platform with a podium on it and we stopped to read what was written on it.
When we go to look at it, suddenly there is a guy sitting on a rock behind us and we whirl around. I know I've met him before in the dream but I don't remember that far back, nor do I recall his name. I know he is a total asshole. Scott is itching to fight him and says something insulting. The guy (hereon known as Jerkface) picks him up and throws him onto another platform not too far away. Scott struggles to get up while Jerkface explains with a you-can't-do-anything-about-it smile that he is going to tag along with us.
He say's he's interested in what we're trying to do, which I don't really remember from my dream. He also explains that there is an army camped at the bottom of the mountain that he has secretly lived amongst for a while, but that he had to leave. He is used to living among liars and thieves and fighters, but something was amiss. The level of corruption and inhumanity among the army was abnormally high and even he couldn't deal with it for that long. Something had corrupted them, and all I remember is that "what we were trying to do" had something to do with the corruption.
At the end of that conversation, the dream switched settings but not characters. I was at my house, watching from a dining room window as Scott and Jerkface grappled on my front porch. They're snarling at each other and trying to push each other off the porch, and Scott is furious because he is losing. My brother Matt walks up behind me and says "Shouldn't you stop them or something?" and I say "it's their business."
However, Jerkface manages to push Scott far back and he staggers and trips off the porch. Jerkface moves to follow and I rush out the door saying "woah woah, that's enough"
Scott is furious and ashamed and gets up and starts walking home without a word. I call after him, "do you want a ride home from Matt?"
He calls back with a sneer, "I'm not gonna be alone," which didn't make sense to me because being in a car with someone is the opposite of being alone. He starts running.
It takes me a minute in the dream of trying to work through what the hell he meant by that when he appears in the distance, coming back my way. He mutters as he passes me, "I realized I wouldn't be alone," and we pile into the family van (Jerkface is no longer present) and right as I buckle my seatbelt, I wake up.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
6/25/10 - UMBRELLA FIGHT
Jocelyn and I were stuck in a massive deserted building. I guess it was a hotel; long hallways with tons of rooms and whatnot, but all the rooms were bare and you didn't need a keycard or anything to get into them. And there are a lot more interconnecting hallways than in a normal hotel. It's like a maze.
Also in this building are Heiwajima Shizuo and Orihara Izaya, rivals from the anime Durarara! in which they're always trying to kill each other. Shizuo generally rips street signs out of the ground and tries to nail people with them, whereas Izaya either uses a knife or just runs away.
Izaya:
Shizuo:
Anyway, they're fighting throughout the hallways and it's destructive and dangerous, and I'm pulling Jocelyn around trying to avoid them. We are on a low floor and I am aware that after a certain amount of time surviving on one floor, the stairwell to the next floor will open up and we'll have to survive for another amount of time on that floor before moving on, etc. etc. If we reach the roof, we win (whatever that means).
After hiding in various rooms and running about while Shizuo plows through walls and Izaya runs away from him, we're on the floor before the roof.
Somehow I end up running down the hallway towards Shizuo with an umbrella open in front of me while he charges back at me with an umbrella of his own. Right before we hit each other I close my umbrella and drop down on the floor and slide by him and Izaya jumps out from behind me and takes Shizuo down and they start brawling on the floor. I grab Jocelyn and we run down the hallway and into the final stairwell.
We make it to the roof, which is for some reason actually just a balcony with a bench on it. It's night and a billion stars are out. We collapse on the bench, looking at the sky, and a minute later Izaya walks out leisurely onto the balcony and leans on a railing and lights up a cigarette. Shizuo follows him out and sits down on the bench next to us.
Izaya says something I don't remember.
The dream ends.
Also in this building are Heiwajima Shizuo and Orihara Izaya, rivals from the anime Durarara! in which they're always trying to kill each other. Shizuo generally rips street signs out of the ground and tries to nail people with them, whereas Izaya either uses a knife or just runs away.
Izaya:
Shizuo:
Anyway, they're fighting throughout the hallways and it's destructive and dangerous, and I'm pulling Jocelyn around trying to avoid them. We are on a low floor and I am aware that after a certain amount of time surviving on one floor, the stairwell to the next floor will open up and we'll have to survive for another amount of time on that floor before moving on, etc. etc. If we reach the roof, we win (whatever that means).
After hiding in various rooms and running about while Shizuo plows through walls and Izaya runs away from him, we're on the floor before the roof.
Somehow I end up running down the hallway towards Shizuo with an umbrella open in front of me while he charges back at me with an umbrella of his own. Right before we hit each other I close my umbrella and drop down on the floor and slide by him and Izaya jumps out from behind me and takes Shizuo down and they start brawling on the floor. I grab Jocelyn and we run down the hallway and into the final stairwell.
We make it to the roof, which is for some reason actually just a balcony with a bench on it. It's night and a billion stars are out. We collapse on the bench, looking at the sky, and a minute later Izaya walks out leisurely onto the balcony and leans on a railing and lights up a cigarette. Shizuo follows him out and sits down on the bench next to us.
Izaya says something I don't remember.
The dream ends.
Friday, June 11, 2010
6/11/10 - Abandoned High School
Don't remember very much of this one because I didn't record it right when I woke up.
Something about me and my uncle scaling the wall of and breaking into a giant abandoned high school that didn't resemble the one I actually went to and was ridiculously tall. For some reason everything we were doing had something to do with my late grandfather. When we got to the top there was a shaft leading down with a ladder and we started going down and eventually it came out in an empty gym.
We were like whaaaat and my uncle stayed there while I went exploring and eventually I got to another gym in the school but I heard dribbling and shoes squeaking on the floor and I looked in and there were a bunch of girls playing basketball and I was freaked out because the school was supposed to be abandoned and there were no usable entrances besides the one we had used. I know I was spotted but I didn't stick around.
I rushed back to my uncle but I'm not sure I got back. The only other thing I remember from this dream is that at some point I was floating in this metaphysical world talking to my dead grandpa and he was explaining why he wanted to be a Navy pilot and I started crying.
It was probably a lot more coherent right when I woke up.
Something about me and my uncle scaling the wall of and breaking into a giant abandoned high school that didn't resemble the one I actually went to and was ridiculously tall. For some reason everything we were doing had something to do with my late grandfather. When we got to the top there was a shaft leading down with a ladder and we started going down and eventually it came out in an empty gym.
We were like whaaaat and my uncle stayed there while I went exploring and eventually I got to another gym in the school but I heard dribbling and shoes squeaking on the floor and I looked in and there were a bunch of girls playing basketball and I was freaked out because the school was supposed to be abandoned and there were no usable entrances besides the one we had used. I know I was spotted but I didn't stick around.
I rushed back to my uncle but I'm not sure I got back. The only other thing I remember from this dream is that at some point I was floating in this metaphysical world talking to my dead grandpa and he was explaining why he wanted to be a Navy pilot and I started crying.
It was probably a lot more coherent right when I woke up.
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