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    Dreams of a Hooded Figure (and his trusty sidekick 8)

    I tend to have very cinematic dreams, so I do my best to write them as a story...........
    I commonly have short, random dreams, and every once in a while I'll have epic stories with battles, romance, good vs evil, all the nesecities of a good fantasy. 8 is a girl who commonly appears in my dreams, first appearing in Dream Academy (which is an old dream which was recently posted) She has brown hair and is apparently really good looking, but I can never remember her face, it gets blurred a lot...

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    1. Apple Ogres from Space

      by , 10-29-2011 at 01:21 AM (Dreams of a Hooded Figure (and his trusty sidekick 8))
      (This is an old dream, I just thought this would be a nice start)
      (Oh, and I'm going to write these as stories rather than descriptions)



      It was just an average day in school, except, it wasn't. It was an average night, but at school. So it was just another night at school. I was hanging with my friends, talking about random stuff, then there came a noise. Outside was about a thousand aliens, like the jakals from Halo's covenant all covered in purple armor. I ran out, for no reason, I just thought it would be fun to fight som aliens, so I did. I even started flying, even though it was a normal dream. I eventually got bored and flew back inside. Everyone was cowering in the cafeteria, lying down, shaking and whispering to eachother.

      "Oh, come on!" I complained, only a few bothered to turn their heads.

      The girl I liked at the time (as in I like someone else), let's call her: "W" (her name doesn't even have a W in it), anyways, she was lying with some random guy. He gave her his hat and they started kissing. Suddenly, an ogre with an apple for a head and a cape knocked down the door and everyone went running, except W and the random guy, they were still kissing (I don't think they ever stopped) The ogre shot fire and I got up to fight him. A rather....well, large, person ran by scraming on fire, throwing paper everywhere.

      "Why?" said the ogre.

      I simply shrugged and threw paper at him, which caught on fire as it left my hands. (unfortunately paper has a lot of air resistance, so it barely made it a foot away).

      I ran out the cafeteria and into the basement, except it was the basement of my dad's house. I found Brett (my best friend) and we waited. It was only a few seconds before the ogre ran through the door. We went into the safe room, a white, finished room alone in the corner of my basement. The ogre followed. I found a container of apple juice and somehow figured it was flamable, so I threw it at the ogre and he errupted into flames.

      After that, I'm pretty sure I went back upstairs and W was still kissing the random guy....but his hat was gone.

      Updated 10-29-2011 at 04:20 PM by 50764

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