Logs 1197 - 1200
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, 08-11-2018 at 02:13 PM (533 Views)
Oh man, have I been out of it these last few days...
Log 1197 - Mail Truck Ricknosis Futuristic City and Childish Bro Brawl Scraps
Created Wednesday 08 August 2018
Scrap Group 1
At home. I find that I traded my SUV for a mail truck.
Rick and Morty dream. Summer and the title characters were captured by aliens, then induced to hypnosis via drugs. Thanks to previous experience with such, Rick is occasionally able to snap out of this state. I take Rick's role briefly, to find that I actually wake up.
Driving around a highway with some friends and family at dusk. We stop at a wilderness clearing. There's a tall building of eccentric design in the distance. Further in the horizon was an entire futuristic megalopolis. All of us are entranced at the sight. I start to wonder what an ancient city would look like from that angle, and how ancient peoples would've react both to that and of the far more advanced marvels.
In an unknown bedroom. My bro and I are playing fighting games (Marvel vs Capcom games?) on separate screens. Later, my younger cousin (who appeared as a kid in this dream) arrived. He had a gift for us, but required our finding some tools to help set it up or something. This later prompts some disagreement between my brother and I over some trivial matter, which then boils over into a childish brawl.
Log 1198 - G - Baseball Stadium Argument and Another Mortal Kombat Reboot Scraps
Created Thursday 09 August 2018
Scrap Group 1
I was G from Street Fighter. I even got to show off with his magma-controlling abilities.
At a baseball stadium with family. Later, one of my uncles showed up. We got into an argument.
Mortal Kombat related dream. Yet another reboot. This time, Liu Kang refused to go to Outworld. It was thus left to Kung Lao to overcome the otherworldly tournament. Moreover, Kitana never defects to the heroes' side.
Nothing for Friday...
Log 1200 - Still Unfocused
Created Saturday 11 August 2018
Scrap Group 1
Playing Liberal Crime Squad. I'm going on a mass music brainwashing spree.
Living in a city slums during the mid 90's. I had audio recording hardware more advanced than the time period, which I planned to use to make easy money.