Tales from the sun chaser.

I was out on a date with M. I had on a suit, I want to say she was wearing a black dress. We boarded a sky ride with seats that were shaped like they were built for roller coasters. We weren't traveling high, but through a building which let out into a street. I remember putting my arm around her, and we were cracking jokes at the random people we saw. Ahhhhh people watching.


I'm fighting people down a set of stairs. They're armed with bows, and I'm using a katana one handed. Most of them are dead, and two beautiful girls are left. I grabbed her hand, and elbow and turned the bow towards her stomach. She told me to kill her. I felt her grip loosen, and she let go. She said no one could do it any better. I said "You want me, Auron, the master of swords, to kill you with a bow", and woke up.

First dream, was completely related to my old friend M...I went to sleep thinking what would happen if we would have ever become more than friends. I have no idea about the second dream...not even sure why I referred to myself as Auron.

I'm at some sort of huge comic/videogame convention, but it's different....like real. Scenery changes to a fantasy land, I see people sitting and drinking at a tavern, and it triggers lucidity. Duals are going on both in real life and on video games. I slowly transformed into Auron with my residual clothing technique. People who saw me were super intimidated. Not bad. I continued walking around looking for a challenge, and saw this room littered with street fighter joystick boxes. All of them had Dalhsim, and I couldn't help but laugh at everyone who had to buy one at the last minute. There was this guy there. Dressed in all black leather, black hair, skin was pale. He had a smug look on him, and he was waiting for me to attack. I lunged forward, and he blocked it with his hands, and threw me back. Then he pulled out a sword and gun and started shooting at me. I dodged the bullets, but was caught off guard that this guy was using real weapons. Maybe my weapons were real...I'm not sure...control is fading. This guy is just owning me with ease. He uses a spell that threw a swarm of killer clams at my ankle, and they munch away at my flesh while heading up it. I knock them off with my sword, but all they do is disappear and reappear back on my ankle. The DC is laughing at me saying I can't do anything..... Oh Hi Irken I'm in a random small class room, and I just rolled up a fat blunt. It's like the size of a hotdog, but it's falling a part. I take a hit, and realize I'm going to need to doctor it up. I head to the sink and put some water on my hands and try to reshape everything back in place (I really don't think I would have had enough spit to work it right) and Irken walks in. He wanted to smoke, and he bought his own. I told him I had to finish putting this crap together, and we'd hit it. Some other random DC comes in, so I put it out, and hid it. Meanwhile he was talking about some math class that he had, and I asked him "was it calculus?" He said yes, so I pulled out my book and asked him if that's the one needed....he did, so I decided to sell it to him for only 20 bucks. I knew it was at least resalable for 80 but it's all good. Then my bro comes in with a huge box that has all these games in it. I don't know if they're demo's or what but I ask him "why does gamestop always hook you up". He then tells me about how much he spends there on average. I don't know what to do with the stuff, because I only have old school systems.