March 3, 2011
Interesting. Have I had any dreams about MadMonkey before this? I don't think I have! See "Minecraft with Crossbows and Super Powers."
Rocko's Insecurities and Snookie's Movie
Rocko and Heffer (Rocko’s Modern Life) were camping in the woods. A hairy beast with one eye found their camp and watched Rocko at night. Eventually, Rocko noticed this and fearfully explained it to Heffer the next day. Heffer showed Rocko an art book he was working on. In it were animations of that very creature brutally violating women. The animations were on single pages somehow – the drawings seemed to come alive. Heffer drew one of the creature violating Rocko. For some reason, the creature had legs like a kangaroo in this one. Seeing this was more than enough to send the terrified Rocko back to his tent. That night, he tossed and turned with nightmares of the bigfoot cyclops creature kidnapping and raping him. He awoke in a cold sweat to find the creature reaching into his tent. Despite his screams, Heffer didn’t wake up. The further away from the campsite the creature carried him, the taller it became. It was a giant by the time they left the forest. To his own surprise, Rocko realized he really wanted to hug the hairy beast. He explained this, and the beast said it wanted to hug him too.
The dream jumped. The beast set Rocko down in the camp in the morning with a sombrero on his head. Rocko laughed nervously as he sat down by the campfire with Heffer. It hadn’t been so bad, he explained.
“What’s with the sombrero?” Heffer asked. No response. “Okay, then… I finished my art book!” Rocko stole it from Heffer’s hands as the cow raised it into the air. He took it to the Ice King (Adventure Time). For some reason, the Ice King’s hair was made of fire, and he also had a flaming moustache. Rocko quickly drew a portrait of the Ice King on the last page of the art book. He colored the man’s moustache blue, the same color as the blades of ice flying out of his beard.
“With this, you’ll get all the ladies,” Rocko explained.
“Oh! Thank you!” the Ice King exclaimed, hugging the art book to the point of irreversible damage. Only then did I notice that Rocko had colored the picture wrong. I was sitting on the floor of a bedroom with Austin while we watched TV.
“He colored the Ice King’s moustache blue… Shouldn’t it be red or something?” I wondered aloud.
“What?” Austin asked. I pointed at the screen. When the drawing came back up, the coloring was correct.
“Never mind, they fixed it…”
“Fixed what?”
“He colored the Ice King’s flaming moustache the wrong color. They fixed it.”
“What?”
“The flaming moustache. He colored it blue.”
“What?” I sighed. It was obvious he was just messing with me. The next thing to come on was a trailer for a movie about midgets in fur suits working for an organization of spies. Snookie was the star – presumably because she was only a few inches taller than the midgets. She treated them like they were all mentally handicapped, especially this one girl…
“You should just stay home,” said Snookie. “You might hurt yourself. Or I might trip over you.” At the end of the trailer, Snookie stood in a triumphant pose with a black fox tail coming out of her pants. I sighed again.
“Television is stupid.”
Minecraft with Crossbows and Super Powers
I logged onto a Minecraft server and built a strange bridge. It went in loops and snaked around instead of following the most efficient path. I seemed to be limited to a fairly small area, but the buildings reached much higher into the sky than normally possible. After completing my bridge, I returned to the ground to prepare a new weapon. I wondered if I could make a crossbow… I tried a bunch of combinations of items with no luck. When I arranged five normal bows in the rough shape of a crossbow, I was able to make one. I sensed that, like in Ragnarok, I could refine the weapon if I found the necessary ore. I went looking for phracon to use on it. MadMonkey from Dreamviews walked up to me, and I thought he was going to kill me for my items, so I shot him three times and killed him. He didn’t lose anything, so he didn’t seem to mind. I wandered around a bit and got into a fight with another player. He had diamond armor, but I was still able to kill him. The problem came when his friends teamed up against me… They started using super powers – shooting beams of blue light at me, moving at twice normal speed, and absorbing my health, for example. I tried to activate my own super powers, but it seemed I didn’t have any yet. Lame! I decided I would log off before they killed me rather than lose all of my belongings. Unfortunately, I died just before I disconnected. I saw my stuff spill onto the ground before the client closed.
The dream jumped. I logged back onto the server in a safe area at the top of a gigantic skyscraper. I started jumping to increase my acrobatics skill (as though this was an Elder Scrolls game). I thought that if I leveled up my skills, I would be able to use super powers like the others. One of the guys I fought earlier mentioned my name in the chat.
“Nice fight!” I said to him. The people who killed me seemed friendly. The only one I didn’t get along with was the guy who attacked me in the first place.
The Original Mukuro
This dream has been omitted.
Post-Trauma Symphony
I was alone in a room with Symphony. She mistook me for someone who had sexually assaulted her in the past and wouldn’t speak to me. After comforting her for a while, I was able to get her to trust me enough to hold my hand. We went for a walk in a park. She told me the scientific names of every butterfly we encountered.