Dream Logs DWN-12

Created Saturday 19 March 2016

Today, I could identify a number of dreams, though I only have scraps for most of them. Still, it's a lot more than I've been recalling as of lately, so I'm quite grateful. Also, starting now, I'll be listing partial dreams in their own sections within their respective log entries.

Spoiler for Spoilered to save space:

Scraps Group 1
Could vaguely remember wandering with a magical or supernatural woman.


Dream 1 - TOM and Steven Featuring the RED Soldier

The visuals were dim. This took place in a darkened room, the floors made of wood. I was not present in this dream.

Soon, a tiny saucer shaped spaceship lands on a countertop, appearing drawn in traditional animation. A small robot figure steps out, who, aside from being 2D, appears just like TOM (either 2, 3, or 5), Toonami's host. He looks around in silent amazement.

A while later, another figure appears, one proportioned to rest of the room. This was identified as Steven Universe from his namesake show. Steven quickly notices something caught in spider webs, which, to his surprise, is TOM, whom is no bigger than his finger. The Gem rescues TOM and carries him along. Just then, spiders start crawling all over Steven, making him alternate between yelling in fright and giggling from being tickled. He recovers enough to squish them, leaving green gunk stains on his clothes and arms.

The two then head off to a corner. From there, a large shouldered man appears from the shadows. As he steps out, he's revealed as the RED Soldier from Team Fortress 2, cel shaded 3D and all. There's a short exchange between them, but I don't remember what that was about.

Don't know what else happened until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Disgusting New Food Craze

The visuals were dim. This took place in a combination arcade and fast food restaurant, flashing machines around a retro fifties "futuristic" styled counter. I was not present in this dream.

Eventually, two cartoon figures enter the area, the two clearly being Beavis and Butt-Head. They start arguing over some petty matter, which quickly escalates into violence. Much flailing around and slapping ensued. At one point, Beavis throws something on Butt-Head face, what's revealed as a damp paper with poo stains on it. This causes Butt-Head to stop the fight, as he now had a plan.

So, when no one noticed, the slacker throws the soiled paper into an open chute nearby. This was apparently some food storage and self-service device, a dispenser for huge, cudgel-sized french fries. People soon served themselves and ate the tainted fries, which, surprisingly enough, was greatly enjoyed. After much hype, a long line formed to sample this "delicacy". Needless to say, the two teens were quite amused at the others' ignorance.

Cut to some time later, while the store was empty of all but two people. One of these was the store manager, a middle aged, tanned skinned, haired Hispanic guy with long, dark hair and a moustache. He spoke with a janitor or somesuch, a very old, light skinned man in a blue jumpsuit. They discussed all the sudden attention, where the manager revealed the soiled paper. He cited it as the secret to his recent success, one which must never be discovered. He made hints of clearly abusing this health hazard further.

I don't remember much else until dream ended.

Scraps Group 2
Owena and me were driving around in a small, squared coupe, travelling in an urban area. Some motorcyclist behind us bumps into the rear bumper, causing his belongings to scatter to all over the place. He drove passed us while yelling and gesturing rudely. I then "remembered" some important object being in the trunk, keys or something hidden in groceries, and suspected he might have taken them.

Both of us were then by a stream on a rocky cliffside, many people in swimwear around the area. My sister and I set out to collect water, doing so by wringing out whatever we collected with our hair for some reason. I tried controlling water through supernatural powers, though there was too little to do so. I wondered why I didn't just do so from the stream, but shrugged this off.

I was in some school, and then left. This was possibly linked to the dream below.

Dream 3 - Transit and Spongebob

The visuals were dim. I was waiting around at a public transit, either a bus or train station.

From the start, I was worried I would miss the last ride home. A few transit vehicles passed by at several intervals, but I knew neither would take me close enough. The last one pulled in, and so I had no choice but take it.

When seated inside, I pulled out a phone (despite not owning one at the moment). I called home, and asked someone to pick me up. During the conversation, I revealed I was in some route that started in Georgia, which I knew would only take me about three-quarters the way back.

My perspective then discorporates. Eventually, a two cartoon figures enter and seat themselves, the pair being Squidward and Spongebob from the latter's respective show, similar mannerisms and all. Spongebob soon points outside, revealing some supposedly extraordinary event. This had something to do with a roller case someone was dragging. Apparently, Squidward previously swore on ill omens if such a thing occurred. Spongebob laughed at the coincidence, though Squidward found little humor in such supposedly fearful happenings.

Don't know what else happened until dream ended.

Scraps Group 3
Something about wandering in a shopping district by a beach, going along there with family members. This somehow leads to the dream below.

Dream 4 - Sickeningly Saccharine Steven

The visuals were dim. I was sitting in one of the cushioned chairs within a movie theatre, several family members seated nearby.

This opens up with a cartoon clip, one apparently on Steven Universe, though it already skipped ahead to the ending. The lead character sings about some life lessons he's learned, all to the sound of a showtune. Much of the topic revolved around people and accepting differences. Most prominent was a supposed uncle, who turned out to be "Grunkle" Stan from Gravity Falls. Steven compared the greedy man to himself, and then his father. This singing was set in various locations, amongst these being a Vegas-esque casino, and a hidden pirate cave, from which coins and valuables flooded when Steven struck a false rock with a studded cane.

Many in the audience left in disgust, including my family. Guessed they thought this too sappy. I stuck around for a bit more, but this got too saccharine for me to enjoy, and I left as well.

I don't remember much else until dream ended.

Dream 5 - Explosive School Day

The visuals were blurred. I was wandering around the hallways of a school, the walls of a glazed ceramic material.

Much of the path was unusually empty. Eventually, I find a lone figure in the distance, a thin woman with very pale skin, wild blonde pigtails, and dressed in black and red pants while shirtless, save for a black top. I soon identified her as Harley Quinn, as depicted in more recent times, made more clear from her white facepaint and black eyelines and lipstick. Her presence made me very nervous, especially since she apparently pretended not to notice me. Despite my better judgement, I continue along.

I then passed through a wide doorway, the hall now continuing to the left. Standing on the corner was another spectacular figure; the Joker, appearing more or less as he did in Batman: The Animated Series. His signature grin made me stop in panic.

Didn't seem either of them noticed me, but I still wanted to pass through. I needed a plan to continue. That's when I knew I could turn invisible. And so, with a silly ninja pose, I faded from view. As I tiptoed by them, I just remembered I could fly, which I thought would be quieter. Thus, I sat down cross-legged and hovered away slowly.

I looked back, where I suddenly noticed the villain drawing a pistol, who then fired blindly in my direction. In reaction, I fell flat to the ground. I then crawled sluggishly away from the gunfire, and somehow reached safety past another doorway.

Things get hazy for a moment. I know I end up in a classroom, seated in one of the side desks. Soon, I get distracted by a CRT-screened computer on a wood table in the corner. The teacher, a stout, light skinned woman a few years older than me, her hair, tight pants, and jacket all black, notices this, and rebuked me.

Suddenly, an explosion is heard outside, smoke visible from out the window behind me. This was the Joker's work, I just knew it. Must have not been such a rare occurrence, given the others' lack of reaction. Anyway, I use this opportunity to sneak towards computer. There's just something I had to take care of.

On the screen was a command line interface, text in green. After typing a few things, I "remembered" being able to connect to computers with my mind, all via an implant on my temple. My vision fades to display only a maze-like grid, lines vanishing and appearing sporadically. Whatever I did, I successfully steal valuable (and lucrative) information, and disconnect.

I was back in class, though it seemed that very little time has passed since. Well, the teacher caught me, and yells at me again, demanding that I behave. I return to my seat, embarrassed, hearing a few snickers along the way. I then take a better look at the teacher, where I realized her voluptuous figure and pretty looking face. I was now greatly interested in her, and, even thought to ask her out, but opted not to out of respect for the teacher/student relation.

More uncertainty. I remember discerning a girl I've seen from back in highschool, who appeared similar enough, save that her nose was bumpy from acne. Eventually, another explosion occurred. I reflected on previous bombing incidents, remembering how at least one fatality resulted from such. Couldn't fathom how those maniacs were still allowed to roam the school undisturbed.

I don't remember anything else until dream ended.

Dream 6 - Gas Station Explosion

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was back in my old job at the gas station, working the register. On the other register was a former co-worker, Antonio.

This place was very, very busy, the line reaching all the way across with no end in sight. I soon served a tall, long haired, barrel chested Native American guy, dressed in a blue collared shirt and denim pants. He purchased scratch-off lottery tickets, paying with a $20. But, I found I had trouble fiddling with change, where I almost accidentally gave him $25 instead of $15. Part of this fumbling was from numerous bills in incorrect slots. Either way, I was left thoroughly confused, while the guy got impatient at the delay. I asked Antonio for help in this, though he was busy handling problems of his own.

Suddenly, the alarm began sounding, lights flashing from a pillar in the middle of the store (fake feature). At first, I was only frustrated, as I suspected some hooligan triggered it. But then, a boom sounded outside. Looking there, I found smoke all throughout the pumps and lot. I went pale; this was certainly a real emergency.

Well, I tried my best to remain calm. My first action was to speak through the intercom, where I informed everyone outside to walk away and leave behind their vehicles and belongings. Many drove off despite this warning, almost creating a bigger hazard than needed. I then firmly addressed those inside, telling them to take the emergency exit on back. Many panicked, and almost stampeded out, but I got their attention just in time. From that, I informed them to remain calm and walk quickly but carefully to the exit, corralling them through hand signals as I did.

I don't remember much else until dream ended.

Dream 7 - Apartment 35W

The visuals were blurred. I was a passenger in a small, old, unknown vehicle in poor repair. In the driver's seat was an unknown light skinned man.

Much of the intro isn't very clear at the moment. I know we wandered throughout an urban environment, possibly to find a parking space, or something. A while later, the guy drops me off by an apartment complex, where he hands me a key and drives off.

Then, I head upstairs, and cross through a balcony-hallway. Wasn't sure what I needed to find. A look at the key revealed "35W" or "15W" imprinted on it, so I look around until I find the like room, unlock the door, and walk inside.

I was surprised to find people already there, an extended family of tanned skin Caribbean Hispanics. Amongst them, I readily identified a group of bespectacled old ladies, as well as a fairly large 30-something year old woman. I greeted a few of the older dames with an embrace, awkwardly, as each were holding small bowls of food filled with white rice and some soup meal. In one case, soup accidentally spills on the floor. I offer to clean it, but the lady insists doing this themselves.

I then converse with the big woman. She comments on the others being messy to begin with, thoroughly describing a vomit accident that apparently occurred a day or two ago.

Not sure on what else happened until dream ended.