What did you dream about last night?
 

Share the horrors of your inner mind, the one I had was unusually weird last night...

*game lady appears to give you your new sword for leveling up*
"ok we have some new weapons. In addition to the unbreakable sword that never dulls, we have two more. This one gives you a massive mana boost"
sword appears in a bubble (think word bubble) with lines showing mana consumption, at the end the line suddenly looks like cliche' aura fire with you in it.

actual character drooling at how great these weapons are
"Or this one that allows you to summon too (was spelled like that for some reason) creatures one of which is an enhanced..." holds up hand to stop her. "Please stop [these things are so awesome] I'm about to sh*t my pants."

That was... wierd.

In my dream there are two firefighters, I'm one of them, and we have this doomsday device created from a fireengine. With it we'll probably drown the world or something, it's not stated specifically.
At any rate, the police has found us out, so we hide in a youth recreation center behind a counter. I realize that I'm not hidden enough, so I get up to find something to hide better with.
My companion whispers: "No!" as flashlights begin to shine in through the windows, the cops are here!
I quickly grab something and throw myself back to the counter and hide. What I grabbed was a rag, a dishrag. In lack of better things, I lay it on my face and play dead.
A cop enters, and while I have a rag on my face, I can see him, it's a friend of mine. he comes up to me and lifts the rag, sees that I'm unconscious and is about to to cpr when I begin to strangle him. If I strangle him, he can't scream for help, I think. But it's too late, he screams for help so I shove him and then grab him and drag him like a human shield as more flashlights appear outside. I turn to see a guy with a rifle, I think it's no problem since I have a human shield, but the man with the rifle proceeds to empty his clip at us, my friend takes seemingly all the shots, so I let go and begin running to the side, daring a jump to avoid the bullets. On my way down from the jump, I'm hit in the head and die. Dammit, I think.
Then the team from E.R. comes in to fix my bullet-riddled friend.
On the operating table he hears that they might have to amputate, then I see a closeup on his face. A bullet has grazed his cheek and torn the flesh. Underneath the flesh are several pieces of sliced pineapple, you know, the O-shaped kind, lying in what seems to be pineapple juice.
I wake up, very disturbed.

I had that dream again.

One I had just this morning involved me going down a street on rollerblades in a rather graceful fashion (when in reality I can't use them worth jack). I ran into this girl I went to school with, and we actually engaged in friendly conversation, all while going down this particular street. Then she had to go, as her mom was parked on the side of the road in a van, and she took off. So I was alone, still skating, and went down this really steep hill, picking up speed. The sidewalk eventually leveled off, where I spun around a light post to slow down and avoid heading into traffic, as I was coming upon an intersection.
After crossing, I came upon a man who I accompanied to a bakery, my shoes having suddenly turned into a flaky pastry of sorts. After doing whatever business he had to in said bakery, we began to leave. He asked me something, though I don't remember what, but it implied that he wasn't as nice a man as I thought. No sooner had he said that did he begin to come after me with vicious intentions. I think I fought back, but I don't remember, as I woke up just then. It was odd, to be sure.
I've been having a lot of dreams lately, though I don't know why. And though I don't remember what happened, they were just as weird as this one.

I had a dream where I started in a lightsaber duel against Darth Vader, after helping a friend steal some medical supplies (as to why Vader would be guarding a medical ward is beyond me, but hey, it's a dream). I lasted four 'rounds' against him (think banter-filled movie duels, where combatants take pauses every minute or so to comment on each others fighting styles and motives) before he disarmed me.

Then he offered me a place as an apprentice for my skills. The dream then proceeded to some transportation sequences, me dealing with the scummy locals, and then some Star Wars-themed Grand Theft Auto-style action against what I assume were Vader's enemies. It was awesome. I think I Force-shoved someone into an oncoming train before waking up. :D

I had a dream about a MUD I used to play.

All in text.

No, I'm not joking. This was after I quit playing it, too.

Me?
I dreamt of being with my girlfriend again. And we were just doing things that lovers do. Holding hands, cuddling, that kinda stuff.

Yes, boring, I know.
But you asked for what I dreamt, so there you have it.

I had a dream last night where I was a Twi'lek surgeon in a Star Wars version of Trauma Center: Second Opinion. If I remember correctly, I had to keep saving people's lives to avoid arousing the suspicion of the alien mafia or gang or somethign that was lurking around outside.

It was odd.

Like Melfice, but the other things lovers do. Rough morning that was.

I was like Melfice.

Except my girlfriend had Jar Jar Binks' voice.


Oh...and she didn't have skin.