Tataglia

I woke up without remembering anything, aside from the rain hitting my bedroom window. After a few moments I could remember a fragment, other bits and pieces followed. As usual with my dream recall a lot of rich details have faded away.



I was at a mass gathering, playing a huge game, divided into three distinct teams. One team was dark and a bit overpowered. I was part of another lighter team. Each team had special tactics and specific abilities. I was suddenly surrounded by a few dc’s of the dark team. They countered me from above. But a dc failed and landed awkwardly painfully on the floor. I could escape easily. Then I searched for a pyramidal building. I had a pet that helped me with the game. I found a construction robot that I used to destroy other team buildings. With long metal claws. After the game the three teams gathered and there was a heavy discussion.



I found myself in an RPG environment. I was searching the boundaries and possibilities of this new game that I found myself in. I stood in a market place, I needed to take over a merchant stall with a duel. I failed a few times, I duelled with another merchant for his trade and stall. I succeeded, it was an easy fight. Then not soon afterwards a dc player with a much higher level than me killed me, I died, re-spawned and lost my progress.



In my garden a fly was following me and piercing through my leg. Inside the house I noticed a deep, but small cutting wound. 



For a special occasion I needed to buy my grandfather a very odd pastry. I went to the baker, asking if they had it or could make it? They didn’t have it. It was a sort of a round, flat pastry with a red jelly on top of it. 



WBTB was at 5 A.M. too little sleep, It wasn’t very effective at all this time, way too tired.