i was in an in game instance that was similar to a roblox instance, my mom was there at first. She is chilling at a beach instance and the water and sand animation are glitching through each other like the instance was poorly made. there';s palms trees where she's relaxing and she doesn't really see me as if i'm a phantom from long distance or im intruding. I see many sharks in the water that are point blank shore line, they are staring at me, they swim as close to the glitched shoreline as they can and stare at me as if they want to murder me. The water magnifies parts of them massively as the water is like glass glitched at some points. So some points their black eyes become huge,or suddenly there open mouth teeth etc. I feel fear as usual at first and i try to seek verbal reassurance from my mom, But suddenly I feel sadism towards them realizing they're stuck and using nothing but scare tactics, and i remember that apparently in my dream me and my mom had previously eaten three shark sandwiches each. I say out-loud to the sharks "I wonder what they'd feel knowing I ate three shark sandwiches today", to which the sharks seem to fade into the dark blue depths after. Then I become bored and decide to leave my mom to the fishing she is sudden;y doing at the digital beach and teleport to a different instance,at first it seems like the outside of kafe on siege, but then i'm suddenly inside and there's task in each room in this academy like place. It's like a Role-play game. I blink and then spawn in to a role-play task of being the barber, and my client is a man with pepper colored hair and beard whom is starting to have male pattern baldness. I start using the scissors on his head and once i start to get to a certain shortness the man starts to pull his head away. I figure he must be doing that because he wanted a certain length that im cutting past, but i'm having too much fun and i have a certain hair style in mind that is a fade starting at his side burns that i know is too youthful of a style for him to want but i want to do it anyways. He keeps pulling his head away so i sit on his lap and grab his head with one hand and i see the clippers in my tool apron clung to the side of his chair. i realize it has the safety guard on that will ensure even cut and so i start shaving the style on him i want. i feel joy over being in control against the dream characters will, i think i knew he was just an unmanned character in the role-play game but that there were others roaming the halls monitoring the role-play making sure it was done correctly, i felt avoidant of being caught but also felt confident i could just teleport away
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