Originally Posted by mark
I have never seen fight club so would you all recommend it
Definitely.
STACIE CAME BACK!!!
I had decent recall and I have some time to post it on DV in the morning.
This dream has 5 major points to it, not that they all come and go in any order, some come up again.
- Smash Bros. (I thought I would have some Brawl influenced dreams)
- Vampire trap (lol Mark)
- My blatter (on the verge of exploding )
- Stupid kids!
- Stacie's return
Log 21
Date March 11, 2008
First, I can remember playing Smash Bros. :Brawl with my brother and then we were playing it on our DS's using the Wi-Fi to play together. I left and my recall gets a bit fuzzy around here, but I return to the room later to find some little kid...playing with himself.... He gets surprised and I ask him what the hell he thinks he's doing. I look at the TV to see that he's on the stage select screen on Brawl (that's how good it is ). I saw that there was only one available stage and realized that he must have erased the game data ! He ran out of the room crying, but I stayed and just looked at the screen in anger and bewilderment. *FUZZY FUZZY RECALL*. I remember seeing the Shigiro Miyamoto talking to someone about how the kid erased all the characters and then sold them without having the rights to them. They said they were in big trouble, but they were gonna file a lawsuit or something. *FUZZ*. (this part wasn't particularly important, nor did it last long, but it stuck out, because it was weird) Later, I figured I would take a shower, but I really had to take a leak! I don't know why but I had to hold it until I got into the shower, but the water was still warming up. I couldn't hold it for much longer and I started to pee, but managed to hold the rest of it until I got in the shower...but then I don't remember the shower. *MOAR FUZZ*. Later I was in more of a desert locale, with a couple of shacks, but not much else. I think it was just down the hill from where everything else was. I went into one of the shacks and peeked in cautiously. I thought I heard someone moaning, and went around a piece of machinery that was blocking my vision to find a vampire, caught in a chain (maybe a bear trap). It was snarling at me and trying to get me. I got terrified and ran away. Later I returned to the original house and found that my mother and sister were sitters for all of these stupid kids. I told them all that I hated them and that they were ugly and that they all suck and stuff...I hate kids I guess. At some point there was a place that looked somewhat spooky, like a murky swamp, or a foggy graveyard, but with more purple and there was a part where the house was like a sailboat in the sky. I can't remember exactly what happened, when Stacie came in but I'm pretty sure it had to do with art or something. I think one of us gave the other something to look at because it was peculiar. I think it was her that I was with when I went back to the shack with the vampire trap (either her or my sister. I think Stacie is more likely). When we went back, we got to see the owner and his new pet...a vampire cat/dog/bear thing. It was the size of a dog, but with the frame of a bear and the head of a cat. It was a dark, dark brown; almost black and its mouth was caked in dry blood. It followed us along the shelves and tables in the old man's shack of a workshop, making me nervous. I tried to move at a steady pace, but I kept my eye on the cat, in case it decided to get rid of me. I think that I started to treat it a little more friendly a bit later, thinking that it wouldn't attack me. It started to look a lot less mean and a little more like it was just interested. Whoever was with me wasn't nervous at all though, which made me feel like a pansy . At that point it wasn't very vivid, so I probably didn't think of doing a reality check at any point, even though I've been doing a little more lately.
That was around the time I woke up. When I woke up, I sat there trying to think, but my Mom just kept telling me to get up. It was on the tip of my memory too! I almost had it but I just can't remember exactly what it was that I was doing with Stacie. Hopefully I'll remember some of the details and be able to post them. Oh well. It's definitely progress (or at least recovery) so I look forward to my next dream.
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