Hotel Action

I meant to type this out sooner, but I didn’t get a chance earlier. Hopefully I’ll remember enough details to make this interesting, ‘cause this was a crazy dream.

To start, I was a member of some kind of police force. We were investigating the activity of a notorious criminal who we had recently pinned down in a hotel-like structure. There were some things that happened before getting to the hotel, but I don’t really remember many of them. The hotel itself looked more like a large office building, complete with a fountain out front and a facade containing many large, glass windows. The basement was the headquarters of a Nintendo subsidiary (I think it may have been Nintendo Power Magazine, but all I know for sure was that it was Nintendo-related).

So we decided to storm this building. I was armed with a pistol and probably some riot police gear judging by what my fellow officers were wearing. We started in the basement, where they had a weird array of modems acting as laser sensors. I don’t know that they actually tripped any kinds of alarms or whatnot, but they were definitely designed to keep people away. I guess Nintendo isn’t as friendly as they seem… But anyway, nothing interesting was going on in the Nintendo offices, so we moved up some floors.

The next bits are kind of a blur (I think we found the criminal and chased her around a bit), but somehow I ended up on the top floor by myself. I saw an assault rifle on the floor (it may have been next to a dead soldier), and I picked it up just as I saw a strange person with another rifle across the hall from where I was (by the elevator). She looked like she was going to shoot, so I aimed and got her first. However, right after I shot her, a whole group of people dressed like her showed up (they looked like they were in oversized printed tees, the kind you see kids wear with leggings). They all had guns, and the leader just said to me something like “oh, you killed her. I guess that means now you have to take her place.” Not wanting to enter into this dubious group, I paused for a second before bolting for the elevator. I managed to make it in and pushed the button for the 1st floor so I could leave the building. I panicked, though, and decided that I should stop at the 2nd floor first to make them think that’s where I was getting off instead of the first floor. When I got to the first floor, I found the initial criminal that my team had been chasing down. She was there (I think standing over another officer’s corpse) and she looked like some kinda zombie-like creature. I shot her with the assault rifle until I ran out of ammo, and then started shooting her in the head with my pistol. She kept absorbing all of the bullets and just doing the whole reach-up-from-the-ground-like-a-slow-moving-zombie thing, so I just ran the hell away. I got out of the building, and the rest of my team was already there. We just walked away as though we had done a good day’s work. And then I woke up.

Poor Nintendo dudes… they’re gonna have a bunch of zombies to deal with in the morning, I guess.

Gotta Eat ‘Em All!

OH MAN. THAT WAS AWESOME. So I had this dream that involved being in a fancy hotel with some kind of daycare service. I think I may have been one of the kids being babysat, which I guess is kinda weird given that I am legally an adult, but whatever. It doesn’t matter. Because this play structure was built entirely of runts, The fruity candy that I loved as a kid. I was a bit weirded out by the fact that when I picked up some of the mini-bananas, they were actually real mini-bananas, but otherwise it was really just a WOAH LOOKIT ALL DAT CANDY kind of moment. Plus the people running the facility were really friendly. I think there was an inordinate amount of pokemon involved at one point, too, either in what the kids were playing or just in what kind of gut feeling I had during the whole experience. So it was a giant pokemon dream on a mountain of candy. I’d call that a success.

Rats…

The whole first part of this dream is a bit hazy, but I vaguely recall there being some kind of intergalactic court house (which was like a giant space stadium) in which either a friend of mine or I was being falsely accused of something. However, our legal team (a ragtag bunch, mind, mostly kids and the like) managed to pull off some sort of amazing comeback and we proved our innocence in the matter. And then the stadium was used for this big celebratory parade. And I think it was Christmas, too. So I got a present of something like 7 interlocking mp3 players. They were just little squares (kinda like those little square iPods) with little adapters sticking out of them that could plug into sockets in the other mp3 players. It was… awesome?

BUT THEN. Then things got bad. Turns out there was a pack of mice in my room that had been known to steal my stuff. So I had my nice pile of mp3 players on my bed, all neatly organized and interconnected, and then I turned around and BAM! Gone. And this is on Christmas, mind you, so I am in NO mood. So I start trying to hunt the mice down. Instead, I end up seeing this gigantic rat. It’s huge. And I have no idea what to do. So I run to my mom for help. Somewhere along the way, we end up taking a trip to a neighboring town/village to see if the mice are there. It’s a dusty sort of place, something out of an old western except also perpetually at dusk. Well, there are no mice there either way, and it slowly dawns on me that the rats probably took the mp3 players. And then my mom points out what we’re all thinking: “The rats probably ate your mp3 players. Sorry kiddo.”

Maybe it’s a sign that I shouldn’t bother buying a new mp3 player anytime soon…

Remembering Past Dreams through Dreams

This one was kind of cool. I had a dream that I recall being largely about the advantages of a pull-switch fire alarm system (it was this kind of seminar on the different kinds of smoke/flame/whatever detectors and why those ones from high schools are the most efficient). There were also some bits about family and family friends convening outside of what I think was my old high school. But I also remember thinking about The Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword and how I hadn’t beaten it. And then I started thinking about the first dungeon in the game. The kicker is that I started to recall sections of the dungeon that weren’t actually in the game. And that’s when I realized that I had had a Zelda-styled dream some time in the past in which I was exploring a dungeon just like the one I had been recalling in my dream. The only problem is that I don’t think I would have remembered that other dream if the aesthetic of my most recent dream’s dungeon didn’t match it so well. And then my memory of my older dream made me remember an even OLDER dream, also involving some Legend of Zelda shenanigans.

In conclusion: I have had some pretty awesome Legend of Zelda dreams. I’ll write down some keywords so that maybe I can remember them for a later post: Tiger soldiers on moon pillar; zombie infested flooded main field; really freaky zombie tunnel in northern regions; moblin guards in forest area (overhead view); temple of white marble and concrete with some kind of sewer-type system; beach with a dungeon; and then the memory-trigger when thinking about the forest dungeon from Skyward Sword.

Other Peoples’ Dreams

Yeah, sometimes I get dream envy, either because other people have awesome dreams or because I don’t remember my own awesome dreams. I remember this one guy in high school who had some epic Star Wars dream with robots battling Beast Boy from Teen Titans or something…

This time, though, it was my roommates. I’ve been away on interviews for graduate school, but the programs my roommates applied to don’t do interviews before making offers. So they’re still waiting to hear back from places and I’m flying around getting wined and dined. As it turns out, this means that I have normal, boring dreams and they both dream about either getting rejection letters or not getting acceptance letters (a subtle difference for what is effectively the same outcome). The best part is that they had these dreams on the same night. MAYBE THERE IS A MAGIC HERE THAT WE CAN HARNESS FOR THE GREATER DREAMING GOOD. Or for some kind of dreaming weapon. All other conference goers shall dream of presenting in their underwear while I shall dream only of presenting to people who are themselves in their underwear!

bitesizedbiology asked: "... so don't read to much into them." really? really?! grammar nerd fail.

DAAAAAANG IT Oh man….

EDIT: I fixed it :P

Down with the Fire Nation!

I’m a bit sad that I don’t remember more of the details from this dream (because the one detail I *do* remember is a bit boring). But the gist of it was that I was part of some covert team that was planning on overthrowing the fire nation (a la Avatar: The Last Airbender). I think there was a lot of stuff going on, but I honestly can’t remember who else was on the team or what our plan was. What I can remember is that I was some sort of character equivalent of Prince Zuko (complete with scar) and that the actual fire lord, Zuko’s father, had been displaced by some other guy who I only remember as reminding me of the weenie brother from Blue Exorcist (the one with all the moles and glasses). So I felt kinda bad for the old fire lord. But as part of the royal family, my infiltration plan just involved going home and chillin’ with the fams. So I’m meandering around the home of the fire lord (which at this point just looks like my parents’ house with a dingy, industrial red-and-metal-fire-nation paint job). I head to the kitchen and the ex-fire lord walks in. All of a sudden I remember a time when I was supposed to bow to him but didn’t. I felt bad for the guy and wanted to make him feel better about losing the throne, so I did that cool little fire nation bow and said “I owe you at least this much” (in a sexy Prince Zuko voice, of course). And then he got all pleased and was all “It’s good to see that some of the younger generation still understands how to respect its elders” or something along those lines. And then I woke up…

I also had a couple of less interesting dreams: one involved my perpetual struggle with dream spiders. I’m usually cool with spiders, but in my dreams, they tend to be EVERYWHERE and all up in my business. So this time, there were a bunch of smaller ones in my room and about three gigantic black widows in the garage. It turns out that they weren’t actually black widows though, but it was still freaky. The other dream involved my owning a pretty cool fish tank complete with live plants and octopuses. I basically just sat and did boring fish-tank-hobbyist stuff for the whole dream, though.

More Skyrim Dreams

I had a bunch of dreams tonight, but the coolest one was Skyrim-related. I don’t remember why I was there, but I was infiltrating a Falmer base (it was kinda like a resort or something). For those not in the know, the Falmer are these creepy, bloodthirsty, eyeless elves. So I end up just sneaking around the whole time under some bleachers and such, watching the Falmer kill everything that isn’t a Falmer. Eventually I sneak my way to their shower. And then I use it. It was a normal shower and I apparently didn’t want to use my own shower. I actually did this a couple of times until one time I got to the shower and it was full of cleaning products. Turns out they had a human cleaning lady and she was doing her job. She managed to talk the Falmer off and I managed to sneak off in time, but man, I missed out on my shower D: And I guess just to throw it into perspective, when I left for the last time, the Falmer were surrounding some other monster and shooting it with ridiculous amounts of arrows. It was craaaazy.

I had a few other small dreams too, though. One of them involved studying for finals week. I was getting food with my roommate, and then I got food and walked it back through a city that was completely different than where I actually go to school except for the fact that there was a lot of good food and I had to walk back up a hill to get to my apartment. But at one point I had to walk through this Tex-Mex restaurant. It was raining and business was slow, and apparently the kid working there got bored and decided to just make a bunch of dishes ahead of time. I dunno why, but in my head they were all called “Tostidos” or something, but they were basically just fried corn tortillas with salsa and stuff on them, all laid out on plastic trays and scattered all over the restaurant. Maneuvering through them was tricky. I made it through, though, and got to my apartment. My roommates were asking me why I wanted to play the new Wii game we had and telling me that they couldn’t because they had to study. I told them I wasn’t being serious about playing. I probably was, though.

I also had a small FOREVER ALONE-type dream in which I started dating an old crush of mine. I should probably get over that : /

Nightmare

First one in a while, too. It involved a family outing with some family friends. I don’t really remember where we went, what we did, or why, but the important part happened on the way back. We stopped partway at some kind of station, like a cross between a subway station and an airport. There were these two girls there from random local universities that I hadn’t heard of and they were… well, let’s just say that they weren’t my type. But they didn’t feel the same way. They started to hit on me in creepier and creepier ways. It eventually led to me getting stalked by one of them. It was pretty uncomfortable, to say the least, but it wasn’t the terrifying part.

The terrifying part was a random transition to an actual fictional stalker: Gasai Yuno from Mirai Nikki. In summary: she’s a crazy stalker girl person who is violently devoted to the protagonist of the series. For whatever reason, she was hacking at the protagonist’s back with a knife or a cleaver or something and essentially stripping the flesh off of it. Then, after exposing the bloody mess, she would cover it with nori, i.e. the salty dried seaweed stuff. It was grody. GRODY.

Quickie

The details are quickly fading, but I’ll type what I an remember while it’s fresh:

I was playing some sort of hide-and-seek-ish game in this big industrial library. Then Obama and some other person (a woman - secretary or something like that) found out and tried to stop my friends and I. The funny thing is that when they caught me, they seduced me. Being seduced by president Obama is an… interesting experience, to say the least. I’ll leave that one up to your imagination, although suffice to say it was much more of a charisma-bomb seduction than an actual taking-clothes-off or touching-inappropriate-places seduction.The secretary was doing a better job with those type ones. BUT LET ME TELL YOU I AM NOT A SELLOUT. I convinced them that their seduction worked, but then I went to free my friend who was also captured. And yeah. I got out and was randomly with a different friend. And then we were talking about my old high school jazz band and the music program and who the good kids were and about how now you have to pay $50 to be in it, etcetc.

Fun times.