I'm in a bombed-out bus that's been converted into a trolley that is currently being used as a taxi cab in what looks like 60's-era Vietnam in Full Metal Jacket. I'm having a lot of trouble communicating with the other passenger seated across from me that I don't understand Vietnamese. But I happen to speak Taiwanese, and by Dream Logic, I realize that the two languages are only two steps removed from each other, and are close enough that we are now able to have a conversation. This sequence fades before we can talk, though. Now I'm hanging around my actual house. I'm watching an NBA game while also playing a video game on my tablet. I focus on the TV, and I recognize LeBron James (Heat), Vince Carter (Raptors), Yao Ming (Rockets -- I'm not watching an All-Star game, and yes, the timing is off, for those who follow sports); and when an on-screen "who's on the court now" graphic flashes, one of the forwards is Bob Odenkirk from Mr. Show. Yes, Saul Goodman is somehow holding his own against a bunch of NBA superstars from the 2000's. I will pay money to watch this happen in real life. I focus on my tablet, and the game I'm playing is World of Warcraft-esque, but now that I focus on the game, I'm transported into the game as an actual character. I'm in a dungeon, a lot like DOS-era Prince of Persia with a lot of stairs winding up in right angles. There is a platform in the middle that holds the sacred... Block of Cheese. Um. ANYWAYS, a rival wizard is nearby, and I have to prevent him from getting to that cheese before me. But he is more powerful than I am, and in a bid to stall for time, I taunt him and engage him into a belching contest. Just for the record, I am not this crass in person. I briefly turn into Eric Cartman for this contest. I burp a poisonous green gas, while the other wizard burps fire. When our burps collide, it causes an explosion. We keep one-upping each other until finally, the wizard gets really frustrated (I think it's because he's had enough of such childish antics. I know I would've been). Instead of going after the cheese, he teleports next to me, fully intent on destroying me. It's at this time that I got a good look at him, and he resembles Tim the Enchanter from Monty Python. He has his arms raised to annihilate me. But ah ha! I'm not a wizard. I'm a goddamned Paladin, and as he realizes that he made a mistake of coming within melee range, I catch him in a sticky trap (mocking him in Cartman's voice again) and proceed to pummel him like a punching bag. At one point of my overly-violent behavior, I actually visualize me punching the punching bag in my gym, FPS style, and even pause so I can look at my movelist like I'm in Street Fighter. I wake up. I'm the worst Paladin ever.
Updated 11-14-2013 at 01:35 AM by 66359
I remember my irl little cousin being in my dream, and I had a motorcycle. There was a zigzag trolley rail in the middle of the road. There was a girl at the house I was going to, and I had Yordle Snap Traps set out in the yard. I knew where they were, though, cause I could see them on the minimap. I also had a FA where my sister was telling me to take the stuff out of the hallway (that she piled up out there)
There's a trolley that leads through some sort of amusement park, maybe? I've had dreams about it before. I remember getting brief glimpses (or maybe flashbacks) of the station. I literally RAN to the trolley and jumped on so I could ride. ------------ Everything's power shuts down almost completely and I am stuck with my imminent death...unless I time travel out and prevent it from ever happening! My friend (who loves Xelors) helps me open a Zaap portal THROUGH TIME so I can save myself. MaximumRevolver drives me halfway to school in his car. My computer teacher's being a *!&@# about some sort of drill, even though I can do everything perfectly. (This is probably carried over from irl, where I finish my homework like 30 minutes before class ends so I do other stuff, then she asks to see it so I show her my list of perfect scores :I) There's some girl reading a book about what looks like traditional Asian mythology, but she put a lot of Easter Eggs in. The last one is a narwhal. The dream ends as I get back to my high school's parking lot and MaximumRevolver and I are about to drive away.
Tuesday night I had a dream I was on a very weird trolley-subway. Mom and I had gotten on to the trolley subway and we started seeing all these rhymes about people who "died". Can't remember any of them. I just remember one of the rhymes the person died just by jumping out of her pants. Mom and I got off at a station we were heading towards the turnsile in one direction (to get out) and someone I knew was heading to get in. the rhymes would be like the rhymes you would see in the graveyard at the Haunted Mansion in Disney Parks. http://www.costumediscounters.com/csc_i ... isney.html
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