I was in Japan, staying at a house full of these girls who I presume were idols. it was morning, and they had to go to the beach for some sort of concert or photoshoot or something. There was a bowl of green soup on the table in the kitchen. I picked it up and drank from it, for seemingly no reason (I didn't even know whose it was). Then I went upstairs, and heard a girl cry out "who drank my soup?" I went down into the basement and found two kids (not japanese) playing a wii game like Taiko no Tatsujin. They handed me a controller and I played with them. Then, the dream skips to nighttime, and people were getting ready for bed. The basement had a few couches people were laying on, as well as blankets on the floor. We were going to go to sleep when some guy was obsessing over something (I can't remember what it was). Everyone told him to knock it off. (this part of the dream is really blurry, I can't remember it well). I think this bad guy showed up, and afterwards people were losing touch with reality and pretty much losing their minds. A doorway opened in the wall, which we walked through, and there was a huge endless pit in the middle of the floor. Someone fell in.
I was at my cousin's house, in the basement. It looked really different. There was a dome in the center with the top painted to look like the sky. There was also a TV right where that door should be. I brought a PC game called oblivion that I got one day and just never played.* ------ I was playing clannad, and I kept straying from Kotomi's path, choosing options for other characters.
I was at my dads house. There was a party, so all of my family was there. A table was set up in the living room and we were all eating and watching MLP. It was a new episode, where spike finds a new land where everything is small, and he doesn't want to go back home. I went downstairs and into the bathroom. When I got out, everything in the basement was smaller than when I went in. But I went back upstairs and everything was still regular size. My aunt asked me if I needed an old guitar she didn't use anymore. I told her I already had one. I pulled out mine, but there was something different about it. The neck was made of cheap wood, which was obviously attached by someone. I figured my mom broke it, then tried to fix it. She made the neck too thick, so it was hard to play. There was also a piece of wood sticking out where you place it on your lap, which made it uncomfortable to hold. My aunts guitar was also pretty bad. The strings were all made of rubber bands.
(I was actually debating calling this a fragment. It was just short enough and fragmented enough to be considered a fragment) In a room that was kind of like a basement a friend of mine and his little brother were there too. They were talking about some FPS game with a really weird name (I think it was called "dediciois"). A picture of a cartoonish wolf kept coming onto the screen of a nearby TV. I appeared in an art room. The lesson was strange. We dunked clay figures under water until they started to melt.
Lucid: Green Nonlucid: Blue Notes: Black Vividness: 4/5 Lucidity: 0/5 controll: 0/5 I was inside a huge house. There were several underground floors. The house itself was only 2 flora with a basement, but there were about six floors under the basement. All of the floors looked similar, beige carpet on the floors and walls. I walked down to the first basement floor and saw a bunch of guys frantically looking for something. They said there was a problem on the bottom floor. I, like an idiot, decided to check it out. Each basement floor was well lighted. Each floor except the floor before the lowest basement and the lowest basement floor itself had people looking for something as well. I walked down the stairs to the last floor. Upon arriving there a few ghosts (from luigi's mansion??) came out at me. Strangely I wasnt afraid. I just kinda walked upstairs like nothing happened. But these people obviously wanted to get rid of the ghosts, right? So I decided to help them. I went back to the first floor, but appeared outside the house somehow. There were a lot of people there, seemingly frozen in time. They were talking, but ignored everything around them, including me. It was really strange. I entered the house and saw someone I knew from geometry class. I told him not to worry about the ghosts, and that I could eliminate them if I found a vacuum cleaner and a flashlight. The dream ends here though.
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