THIS DREAM IS CALLED: Phelps and Crew
It was Dreamt on: 11/15 2k7.
It's Rated: E
And Contains the Real Life People: The voice actors of Himeko and Chikane, Mom, Dad, others
Okay, the dream is kind of vauge. But what I can remember was that Phelps were in town for a funeral of an Iraqi soldier or something. Freddie himself showed up, and I was happy to get a chance to tear him down. I don't remember the funeral, but I remember dressing up in a long jacket with a hood and going up to Phelps, following behind him as he went shopping in Wegmans. (Phelps in Wegmans...disturbing, truly.) I claimed to be a reporter trying to figure out what kind of man he was. I already kind of knew, but I asked him all sorts of questions. He wasn't very apprecitive of it, but he answered them. He always tried to outsmart me, but I always got the better of him. I learned many things, including that he hates to lose. Big time. Eventually I commented that I was infact following him, and that I have seen his face but he has not seen my own. I told him that he could turn around. When he did, I waved and left. Hate is all Fred can think about. Hating, and winning. So it came as no surprise to be that after our little fiasco at the funeral (at which I was one of the counter protestors), there was a secret meeting that anyone could attend. I wasn't surprised to see that the place was underground in an earthen cavern with candle lights. It was more satanic then anything. Phelps was at a podium and read a list of names him and his church had caught. People who were "Fags and Fag-enablers" and what not. They were also calling people from the audience. They'd give them a 'trail' and if they were "Fags" they'd be killed. "Fag Enablers" and they'd be beaten infront of everybody. I escaped out of the grotesque scene and went to a place that reminded me of the Computer Science House at RIT and the KND headquarters. There were a bunch of kids that knew all about technology there are they were the first people I thought to turn to because...well, they were the closest. I guess. I dunno. Either way I want there, tried to explain the situation and they just brushed it off. I returned to find that they had already started there brutal twisted ceremonies of sacrificing innocents to there heathen god. And I left again, asking for help. Once again, I was turned down. But I got someone to talk to me this time. I didn't want to go back there, but I just stayed where I was and waited...I'd do SOMETHING, for sure. My mom came out and said it was too disgusting. I asked her about a few things and she said that the people who had voice acted as Himeko and Chikane in Kannazuki no Miko were both put on trail. Himeko's voice actress was able to escape 'judgement', but Chikane's voice actress was given 50 lashes. Apparently, she had said something either against WBC or for Gay Rights and they were all "FAG ENABLER". I went back to the one geek place and they were all ready. I got in a giant robot and started trouncing around and punching things every which way inside of it. Good God was it AMAZING. There were laser beams flying EVERYWHERE. YEESSS. But, it couldn't fit in the hole. So we waited and we blasted them to smitherns as they all processed out. Fred Phelps died. Hurray!!!!! So the dream went on a little bit with me talking to other people about what had happened. Everyone was glad to here that Phelps got what for. Every member of his church had been there, so it was game over for him. Yaahhh. I felt kind of bad for killing the children-it's not like they had done anything wrong on there own-there parents were twisted evil lunatics! But what must be done must be done, and if I let any of them survive then it would have meant Phelp's will could have been carried on.
So I guess the dream just would have been any normal day I'd happen to met up with the WBC.
Friday, November 16, 2007
I had a baby?!
TITLE: I had a baby?!
Dreamt on: January 21st, 2006
RATED: E
Includes: Me and my mom and dad
Rated: Uh...
I have no idea in this dream how I got pregnant, but I did. This dream couldn't happen anyway, because I'm infertile. BUT IN THIS DREAM, I can't remember anything that happened before me spewing a baby out of my ass. I remember being at my computer desk when it happened. As soon as I give birth, I first thought it'd cling to my breast and grow there. It was actually sort of disturbing having the baby face stick out. I walked around, wondering weather I should show my dad and mom or not. Then I realized that we're mammels. Babies come out normal like. So I went back into my room to start feeding the baby, because it was probably thirsty. Just to make sure, I went into the bathroom and checked for babies. None.
I couldn't find it. Searched all over the place, couldn't find the baby. I decided to tell my dad about it. He was just as confused as I was. I knew I gave birth to something, but I couldn't find it. I noticed how much weight I had lost. That was good. However, I couldn't find that damn baby. I decided that it probably found a home or something and went to the Albright Knox. Which suddenly had a make over which made it a 10 story building that had more look like a place. I talked to my dad about it, and we found NOTHING dealing with the baby. (The art museum reminded me of the Temple of Time in Twilight Princess.)
Then I woke up.
Dreamt on: January 21st, 2006
RATED: E
Includes: Me and my mom and dad
Rated: Uh...
I have no idea in this dream how I got pregnant, but I did. This dream couldn't happen anyway, because I'm infertile. BUT IN THIS DREAM, I can't remember anything that happened before me spewing a baby out of my ass. I remember being at my computer desk when it happened. As soon as I give birth, I first thought it'd cling to my breast and grow there. It was actually sort of disturbing having the baby face stick out. I walked around, wondering weather I should show my dad and mom or not. Then I realized that we're mammels. Babies come out normal like. So I went back into my room to start feeding the baby, because it was probably thirsty. Just to make sure, I went into the bathroom and checked for babies. None.
I couldn't find it. Searched all over the place, couldn't find the baby. I decided to tell my dad about it. He was just as confused as I was. I knew I gave birth to something, but I couldn't find it. I noticed how much weight I had lost. That was good. However, I couldn't find that damn baby. I decided that it probably found a home or something and went to the Albright Knox. Which suddenly had a make over which made it a 10 story building that had more look like a place. I talked to my dad about it, and we found NOTHING dealing with the baby. (The art museum reminded me of the Temple of Time in Twilight Princess.)
Then I woke up.
Lost in Time, Lost in Japan
THIS DREAM IS CALLED: Lost in Time, Lost in Japan
AND WAS DREAMT ON: August 22nd, 2006
IT IS RATED: E
AND CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE: Mom, Dad, Anna and Barb
In this one, I woke up at least somewhere near 2,000 years ago in Japan. How I go there, I never figured out. In my time, somehow, I was forced to study the Geisha arts. I told one of the people there that I was from the future. Oddly enough, she believed me. I would relate her to Pumpkin from memoirs of a Geisha, only she wasn't fat o.0;'
Anyway, I tried to become a Geisha during that time. It was really boring. The room seemed like my old teacher, Mr. Malcom's room in a hallway at Sem. I had some school books from 2006, and she took them away from me! : O
ANYWAY, I was trapped in the past. And then I found this guy remarkably like Doc from Back to the Future. He told me he too believed me, as he knew the secret to time travel. He took out some peices of...I forget the actual brand name, but I can relate it to "Little Tykes" toys. And he actually told me how, by using the microchips from these objects, I could get back to the future! I set up the machine and went to tell everyone that I was leaving for my own time. 'Pumpkin' caught me and showed me this graph. Somehow, the time stream looked like twoo lines reaching into point perspective. She told me that she supposed that I could create "Ma" holes, which she named after herself in Space Time and use that to travel threw time.
When it's finally time to go, these gaint ape-shaped robots are present. I never put heads on them. And, honestly, the were pretty pathetic. But, the Doc had approved of them, and they transformed into the vessel that would take me to the future again. A lot of people had gathered to watch this.
A lot of the men came up and started pressing the buttons. I kept telling them to stop because it would mess up everything.
They seemed to enjoy the fact that they were pissing me off. I kicked one of them in the shin and spread my arms out and screamed "STOP!"
If I could have made waves of energy blast out from me, that would have been one of the times where it had happened. Seeing my anger, the back down. I reset the coordinates for my date and time, and waved good bye to everyone as I went inot the future. The last words I heard before going into the future
"Into the void, with me come
Pass the horizion, moon and sun
Together from era to era we'll travel
over land, sea, tar, and gravel"
Traveling threw the Time Stream was not trippy, like I thought it'd be. Nowhere near as trippy. I felt myself have nothing beneath my feet but still standing, as time and place zoomed from Japan...whatever time I was in to Buffalo today. I landed softly, the Time Machine with me. I quickly disambelled it and put it in a bag. I ran to my dad to ask what day and what time. I kept my adventures from everyone, except my dad and mom, telling them that I would destroy the Time Machine.
I never did get around to it, because I didn't know HOW to go about it.
Anyway, so I'm sitting in my room, and hid it by my chair. My sister barges in and sees the box and she's like "What is this!?" I tell her to get away from it. She won't. So I push her into the wall and onto the floor, saying.
"Do not go near that box. What's inside of it is none of your business." She gets up and gets all growly at me, so I kick her in the shin and push her out. She comes back in and sees a card on my desk and is all "Aww, Lee's got a girlfriend! Probably a gift from her inside the box!"
I snap and say "That's not what's inside the box! GTFO!"
I force her out. I don't want ANYONE knowing I have a time machine.
I can't remember much of the day until this one point where I hit this kid upside the head with a heavy object because he was being a jackass. I left him there to die. He was, however, carted off to the ER where they said he'd be fine. The last thing I remember is walking outside in a path that reminded me of the Roman Roads. It was very nice, and I have a very vivid image of it in my mind. I'll draw it someday. I sat there and looked off into the distance for a while and then Barb came out, and I started talking to her. I told her that I have the oppertunity to travel anywhere in time...I don't know where I'd go...and I said all this deep stuff I'm pissed I can't remember.
AND WAS DREAMT ON: August 22nd, 2006
IT IS RATED: E
AND CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING PEOPLE: Mom, Dad, Anna and Barb
In this one, I woke up at least somewhere near 2,000 years ago in Japan. How I go there, I never figured out. In my time, somehow, I was forced to study the Geisha arts. I told one of the people there that I was from the future. Oddly enough, she believed me. I would relate her to Pumpkin from memoirs of a Geisha, only she wasn't fat o.0;'
Anyway, I tried to become a Geisha during that time. It was really boring. The room seemed like my old teacher, Mr. Malcom's room in a hallway at Sem. I had some school books from 2006, and she took them away from me! : O
ANYWAY, I was trapped in the past. And then I found this guy remarkably like Doc from Back to the Future. He told me he too believed me, as he knew the secret to time travel. He took out some peices of...I forget the actual brand name, but I can relate it to "Little Tykes" toys. And he actually told me how, by using the microchips from these objects, I could get back to the future! I set up the machine and went to tell everyone that I was leaving for my own time. 'Pumpkin' caught me and showed me this graph. Somehow, the time stream looked like twoo lines reaching into point perspective. She told me that she supposed that I could create "Ma" holes, which she named after herself in Space Time and use that to travel threw time.
When it's finally time to go, these gaint ape-shaped robots are present. I never put heads on them. And, honestly, the were pretty pathetic. But, the Doc had approved of them, and they transformed into the vessel that would take me to the future again. A lot of people had gathered to watch this.
A lot of the men came up and started pressing the buttons. I kept telling them to stop because it would mess up everything.
They seemed to enjoy the fact that they were pissing me off. I kicked one of them in the shin and spread my arms out and screamed "STOP!"
If I could have made waves of energy blast out from me, that would have been one of the times where it had happened. Seeing my anger, the back down. I reset the coordinates for my date and time, and waved good bye to everyone as I went inot the future. The last words I heard before going into the future
"Into the void, with me come
Pass the horizion, moon and sun
Together from era to era we'll travel
over land, sea, tar, and gravel"
Traveling threw the Time Stream was not trippy, like I thought it'd be. Nowhere near as trippy. I felt myself have nothing beneath my feet but still standing, as time and place zoomed from Japan...whatever time I was in to Buffalo today. I landed softly, the Time Machine with me. I quickly disambelled it and put it in a bag. I ran to my dad to ask what day and what time. I kept my adventures from everyone, except my dad and mom, telling them that I would destroy the Time Machine.
I never did get around to it, because I didn't know HOW to go about it.
Anyway, so I'm sitting in my room, and hid it by my chair. My sister barges in and sees the box and she's like "What is this!?" I tell her to get away from it. She won't. So I push her into the wall and onto the floor, saying.
"Do not go near that box. What's inside of it is none of your business." She gets up and gets all growly at me, so I kick her in the shin and push her out. She comes back in and sees a card on my desk and is all "Aww, Lee's got a girlfriend! Probably a gift from her inside the box!"
I snap and say "That's not what's inside the box! GTFO!"
I force her out. I don't want ANYONE knowing I have a time machine.
I can't remember much of the day until this one point where I hit this kid upside the head with a heavy object because he was being a jackass. I left him there to die. He was, however, carted off to the ER where they said he'd be fine. The last thing I remember is walking outside in a path that reminded me of the Roman Roads. It was very nice, and I have a very vivid image of it in my mind. I'll draw it someday. I sat there and looked off into the distance for a while and then Barb came out, and I started talking to her. I told her that I have the oppertunity to travel anywhere in time...I don't know where I'd go...and I said all this deep stuff I'm pissed I can't remember.
Laser Duel
THIS DREAM IS CALLED: Laser Duel
IT WAS DREAMT ON: 10/30/05
AND IS RATED: E
AND CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING REAL PEOPLE: Zack and Nick
Things start out interestingly. I’m entering the light space, with some of my friends, when suddenly, I find myself in something like LaserTron. There’s a yellow team and a green team.
In the beginning, a booming voice came on and said that there were three guns;
The standard gun, the sniper rightful, and the M-16.
You had to get a special package to use the M-16 and Sniper Rightful. Not that they mattered.
I loaded up and the game began. The first round, I ran out. There were 3 areas – neutral, Green, and Yellow. The neutral area you were not allowed to shot anyone and no one was allowed to shot you. You could not stay there for a long time, however. I went around, shooting all the people in Yellow I saw. It was then I came across my older brother, I believe it was who had put his targets on in such a way that they could not be shot at easily. Of course, he had to adjust this several times to get this, but it was achieved. I loaded up and then did a jump. My shots were blazing and I managed to hit on of the targets, knocking him out of the game. I landed and returned to the green base, where the next game started. We noticed that there was a higher level. We weren’t sure if we were allowed to use it, so we asked. The lady said no, because people often argued about which side was better because they were differently shaped. I raised an eyebrow and went up there to tell my friends, when suddenly, the game started again. On the balcony I shot a few people down until I had run out of ammo. I started to look for some ammunition reloader. I asked a friend, they said it was the in the neutral area. I looked, but I found no such device. I then asked one of the ladies working there. She came and pointed it out to me.
It was a small insert for your gun.
As I was about to reload, someone came up and shot me. I raised my hands in the air and said, “I’m out of ammo, don’t shoot!” He blinked and left. I reloaded, and then started to track him. He started dodging my blasts by moving his targets, especially the one on his groin. He then came and shot me, and I was out. Quickly though, I shot him back. We had an argument about who shot who, and he left. My younger brother too, had also been playing. By the end of the game, me and him saw each other and review our scores.
I should point out that I thought I was doing terrible. I wasn’t hitting a lot, or at least doing a lot of damage. My brother bragged about this to my face. When we went to the guy asking him about the records, he said I was a lot better. Because I had been more accurate with less shots and had effectively dealt more damage to the enemy. Zack became infuriated. He said we both had potential, however, and he let us both come with him. Where did we go? Why, aboard a ship! A ship we would have to learn how to sail. After braving some storms, we got to a port, where we picked up some Jedi Masters. Then, our mission was simple. We had to sail to a dome. Easier said then done. My brother and I went, and the Captain started having fun. We kept an eye out and made sure to turn the ship carefully as we could through the rocks. Then, the passage became thinner. Our goal was to reach a cave at the end of the maze. As the passages became thinner, there was an ascending waterfall we had to go up. I told the captain, and he nodded. He hoisted the sail and we got ready to do some sharp sailing. My brother went up to help the captain steer why I looked over head. I blinked and shouted that there was a waterfall up ahead after a sharp turn. We just barely made it, and fell like crazy, entering the cave.
Inside the cave was a great floating space. I took out my laser gun and started to take down as many enemies as I could. The Jedi Masters congradulated me, and said that I was to be a great fighter some day.
I woke up then.
IT WAS DREAMT ON: 10/30/05
AND IS RATED: E
AND CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING REAL PEOPLE: Zack and Nick
Things start out interestingly. I’m entering the light space, with some of my friends, when suddenly, I find myself in something like LaserTron. There’s a yellow team and a green team.
In the beginning, a booming voice came on and said that there were three guns;
The standard gun, the sniper rightful, and the M-16.
You had to get a special package to use the M-16 and Sniper Rightful. Not that they mattered.
I loaded up and the game began. The first round, I ran out. There were 3 areas – neutral, Green, and Yellow. The neutral area you were not allowed to shot anyone and no one was allowed to shot you. You could not stay there for a long time, however. I went around, shooting all the people in Yellow I saw. It was then I came across my older brother, I believe it was who had put his targets on in such a way that they could not be shot at easily. Of course, he had to adjust this several times to get this, but it was achieved. I loaded up and then did a jump. My shots were blazing and I managed to hit on of the targets, knocking him out of the game. I landed and returned to the green base, where the next game started. We noticed that there was a higher level. We weren’t sure if we were allowed to use it, so we asked. The lady said no, because people often argued about which side was better because they were differently shaped. I raised an eyebrow and went up there to tell my friends, when suddenly, the game started again. On the balcony I shot a few people down until I had run out of ammo. I started to look for some ammunition reloader. I asked a friend, they said it was the in the neutral area. I looked, but I found no such device. I then asked one of the ladies working there. She came and pointed it out to me.
It was a small insert for your gun.
As I was about to reload, someone came up and shot me. I raised my hands in the air and said, “I’m out of ammo, don’t shoot!” He blinked and left. I reloaded, and then started to track him. He started dodging my blasts by moving his targets, especially the one on his groin. He then came and shot me, and I was out. Quickly though, I shot him back. We had an argument about who shot who, and he left. My younger brother too, had also been playing. By the end of the game, me and him saw each other and review our scores.
I should point out that I thought I was doing terrible. I wasn’t hitting a lot, or at least doing a lot of damage. My brother bragged about this to my face. When we went to the guy asking him about the records, he said I was a lot better. Because I had been more accurate with less shots and had effectively dealt more damage to the enemy. Zack became infuriated. He said we both had potential, however, and he let us both come with him. Where did we go? Why, aboard a ship! A ship we would have to learn how to sail. After braving some storms, we got to a port, where we picked up some Jedi Masters. Then, our mission was simple. We had to sail to a dome. Easier said then done. My brother and I went, and the Captain started having fun. We kept an eye out and made sure to turn the ship carefully as we could through the rocks. Then, the passage became thinner. Our goal was to reach a cave at the end of the maze. As the passages became thinner, there was an ascending waterfall we had to go up. I told the captain, and he nodded. He hoisted the sail and we got ready to do some sharp sailing. My brother went up to help the captain steer why I looked over head. I blinked and shouted that there was a waterfall up ahead after a sharp turn. We just barely made it, and fell like crazy, entering the cave.
Inside the cave was a great floating space. I took out my laser gun and started to take down as many enemies as I could. The Jedi Masters congradulated me, and said that I was to be a great fighter some day.
I woke up then.
Mount Rushmore
THIS DREAM IS CALLED: Mount Rushmore
IT IS RATED: E10
BECAUSE OF: Terroist Attack References
CHARACTORS FROM REAL LIFE: Me, Mom, Dead, Anna, Nick, Grandma, Al Kapone
This is probably one of the most into-the-future dreams I’ve ever had. Warning: It may disturb some people.
It started out, as I remember, in some weird camp. It was a summer camp, but the councilors were Nazis, or at least they acted like it. I remember getting on a roller coaster, with Al Capone sitting in front of me. Or was it behind. We went around and Al said he’d put a blessing on the place. I decided to do it for him, and in doing so, I suddenly fell off the coaster onto this really, really steep hill. I was stuck. I called for help, and I saw some people sitting and drinking pop. I shouted at them for a little while, holding onto the grass to keep from falling. One of them finally helped me up, and I decided I was leaving the camp. The camp, though a grassy field place, apparently was inside. Before I left, I put a sign on the bathroom door, reading “NOTICE: I am now willing to start getting my own clothing. However, the things I like, I cannot find in many stores cheap. I am in dire need of Russian clothing. Thank you.” And then I walked out and found my sister. We went to my mom’s car, but my sister had lost the way, or something. So I went to find her. We needed to get back quickly, so I grab a broomstick and, after some difficulty controlling it, fly around and find Anna. I sing some weird song in an irritated voice telling her to get on and I fly off to my mom’s car. We drive to our Chautauqua house, where I wake up and find that Mt. Rushmore has been hit by an airplane. Lincoln’s head took the blow. I first talked to my Grandma, telling her the implications of what had happened. It proved President Bush was at least in league with them, as it was the only other terrorist attack to ever happen in his terms, it happened the same way, and they got away with it. So it had to be that, or Bush was a terrible president. I then told her other people would realize this, and soon, President Bush would be hated. America would be threatened by North Korea and Russia together, and a new Cold War would begin. Soon, China would gain America’s importance, and to save the American economy, Bush would decide that he had to take over Russia, and then China. He would send in troops to prepare an invasion of Russia. It would be the beginning of WWIII In defense, Russia would attack us. At then end of his term, Bush would take away the law that said a President could only have two terms. A nuclear weapon would be fired. Probably by America because, quite honestly, they were losing. America would be alone in this fight, and soon, everyone would be nuking everyone else. Nuclear Holocaust would ensue, and no one would survive. My grandma was scared at the world ‘WWIII’ alone. I was very afraid of that.
I woke up, and my dad asked me if I wanted to go to a convention. I said okay, but asked him first if it had all been a bad dream with Mt. Rushmore. He said it hadn’t been. So, we went and it turned out to be a aircraft design convention of some sort. Well that’s what it said, but it seemed like a sports convention. You’d through balls around and they’d have to make these wild turns to come out from behind the hole in front of you. It turned out the custom aircraft convention was the other direction from the stairs.
Soon, I woke up again, and asked my mom if it had all happened. She said yes. I went back to the camp thingy because I needed to get some last minute things. I saw a magician’s performance. One of his acts was to smack his hands, and suddenly, it would feel as if my head had been smacked. He then took my sister upstairs on magic stairs or something, and took her to a restaurant. I tried to create a stairwell, but then realized this guy wasn’t a real magician. Suddenly, I saw the string he had walked up on, and my mom and I went up to talk to him. I had some trouble getting there. He helped me and he ordered me some pop. We talked and then they went to wait by the car. I waited in a phone booth or something in a little pavilion, reading a book on acting. Someone came up and said I was great actor, and that they’d love to help out how they could. I was really happy, and I told her I just wanted to get home. After walking around, she puffed me off to my room (which looked more like the one I had in Buffalo) and I suddenly puffed with a watch or something to the bathroom I had stuck the sign on. It was filled with clothes. Someone started to open the door, but I said, “Excuse me, I’m in here!” I shut the door and debated weather or not to take them without paying, as I did not remember specifying anything about pay. I decided I take the clothes home and sort them out there into what I liked, what I didn’t like, and then try and figure the pay out. I said “Okay, come in.” I wanted to play a joke on the guy and disappear, making it like I was a ghost or something. To accomplish this, I was going to use a watch to puff back, but I didn’t have it. Turns out, there was a door behind me that led to my bedroom. After I close this door, I lay the clothes on the floor.
Then I wake up.
IT IS RATED: E10
BECAUSE OF: Terroist Attack References
CHARACTORS FROM REAL LIFE: Me, Mom, Dead, Anna, Nick, Grandma, Al Kapone
This is probably one of the most into-the-future dreams I’ve ever had. Warning: It may disturb some people.
It started out, as I remember, in some weird camp. It was a summer camp, but the councilors were Nazis, or at least they acted like it. I remember getting on a roller coaster, with Al Capone sitting in front of me. Or was it behind. We went around and Al said he’d put a blessing on the place. I decided to do it for him, and in doing so, I suddenly fell off the coaster onto this really, really steep hill. I was stuck. I called for help, and I saw some people sitting and drinking pop. I shouted at them for a little while, holding onto the grass to keep from falling. One of them finally helped me up, and I decided I was leaving the camp. The camp, though a grassy field place, apparently was inside. Before I left, I put a sign on the bathroom door, reading “NOTICE: I am now willing to start getting my own clothing. However, the things I like, I cannot find in many stores cheap. I am in dire need of Russian clothing. Thank you.” And then I walked out and found my sister. We went to my mom’s car, but my sister had lost the way, or something. So I went to find her. We needed to get back quickly, so I grab a broomstick and, after some difficulty controlling it, fly around and find Anna. I sing some weird song in an irritated voice telling her to get on and I fly off to my mom’s car. We drive to our Chautauqua house, where I wake up and find that Mt. Rushmore has been hit by an airplane. Lincoln’s head took the blow. I first talked to my Grandma, telling her the implications of what had happened. It proved President Bush was at least in league with them, as it was the only other terrorist attack to ever happen in his terms, it happened the same way, and they got away with it. So it had to be that, or Bush was a terrible president. I then told her other people would realize this, and soon, President Bush would be hated. America would be threatened by North Korea and Russia together, and a new Cold War would begin. Soon, China would gain America’s importance, and to save the American economy, Bush would decide that he had to take over Russia, and then China. He would send in troops to prepare an invasion of Russia. It would be the beginning of WWIII In defense, Russia would attack us. At then end of his term, Bush would take away the law that said a President could only have two terms. A nuclear weapon would be fired. Probably by America because, quite honestly, they were losing. America would be alone in this fight, and soon, everyone would be nuking everyone else. Nuclear Holocaust would ensue, and no one would survive. My grandma was scared at the world ‘WWIII’ alone. I was very afraid of that.
I woke up, and my dad asked me if I wanted to go to a convention. I said okay, but asked him first if it had all been a bad dream with Mt. Rushmore. He said it hadn’t been. So, we went and it turned out to be a aircraft design convention of some sort. Well that’s what it said, but it seemed like a sports convention. You’d through balls around and they’d have to make these wild turns to come out from behind the hole in front of you. It turned out the custom aircraft convention was the other direction from the stairs.
Soon, I woke up again, and asked my mom if it had all happened. She said yes. I went back to the camp thingy because I needed to get some last minute things. I saw a magician’s performance. One of his acts was to smack his hands, and suddenly, it would feel as if my head had been smacked. He then took my sister upstairs on magic stairs or something, and took her to a restaurant. I tried to create a stairwell, but then realized this guy wasn’t a real magician. Suddenly, I saw the string he had walked up on, and my mom and I went up to talk to him. I had some trouble getting there. He helped me and he ordered me some pop. We talked and then they went to wait by the car. I waited in a phone booth or something in a little pavilion, reading a book on acting. Someone came up and said I was great actor, and that they’d love to help out how they could. I was really happy, and I told her I just wanted to get home. After walking around, she puffed me off to my room (which looked more like the one I had in Buffalo) and I suddenly puffed with a watch or something to the bathroom I had stuck the sign on. It was filled with clothes. Someone started to open the door, but I said, “Excuse me, I’m in here!” I shut the door and debated weather or not to take them without paying, as I did not remember specifying anything about pay. I decided I take the clothes home and sort them out there into what I liked, what I didn’t like, and then try and figure the pay out. I said “Okay, come in.” I wanted to play a joke on the guy and disappear, making it like I was a ghost or something. To accomplish this, I was going to use a watch to puff back, but I didn’t have it. Turns out, there was a door behind me that led to my bedroom. After I close this door, I lay the clothes on the floor.
Then I wake up.
Puffy Ami Planey
THIS DREAM IS CALLED: Puffy Ami Planey
IT IS RATED: E
CHARACTORS FROM REAL LIFE: Me, Ami, Yumi, Dad, Baligh
I slowly paced back and forth on the platform. The first thing I seem to remember is waiting. I don’t know for whom or what, but I was waiting. I marched back and forth. At this point, I realize I’m in something of an airport terminal. Looking back, I am reminded of something like the air hanger in Enter the Matrix and a regular one put together. I go up and down stairs, and suddenly met who I came to see. Ami and Yumi, as well as another boy, whose name was never mentioned in the dream. We talked to each other and went around, muttering things to each other. We were waiting for a plan. We stopped at some shops and bought a few things. Soon, we went and started to wait for the airplane. I went around like a maniac from platform to platform, at one point getting lost. I found Yumi, who had gone where I had and helped me upstairs to where we were supposed to be. Soon, the plane arrived and my friends and I boarded. I saw that my father was, oddly, the pilot. My little dog Bailey was also on the flight. Because of the old model of the plane we’d be flying, the cabins weren’t pressurized. So, we had to wear what first looked like military flight helmets, but transformed (or were) just weird helmets. To keep out heads from exploding, or some equally worse fate, we’d have to breathe out of these little air-shoot guns. Because my dog needed this done, as well, I had to share with him. I didn’t mind though. We landed and suddenly, I fainted. I can’t remember why. I had a strange dream of floating something, and then the air guns being blasted into me while I lay in a conveyer belt or something. I wake up, we’ve landed in Tokyo, Japan. The airport is like night, dark and black, with neon lights and signs flashing all around. It’s humongous, and there are escalators and elevators everywhere. We go to the baggage claim, which is very hard to find. The baggage claim trolley is small and red, and only a very small bit is the conveyer belt. It looked like one of those potty trainer things that babies use, but it carried baggage and there wasn’t any hole to crap in. I see the bags, grab them, and then go off with the boy and Yumi to do some shopping. At one point, I’m going to buy something but then, Yumi reminds me not to. She says that it’s not worth its value in Yen. The boy and I go for a walk and leave Yumi, and he tells me what had happened. He says I went to bed and didn’t wake up, so they had to carry me onto the plane. My dad had to inject the pressurized air into me, and at one point, the boy said I was a few seconds from head explosion and my dad was juggling thousands of tasks, talking on the phone, radioing command, and keeping the dog occupied, and he saved me just in time. We then start to talk about the environment. The pollution in Tokyo, he says, is terrible. He says how Kyoto is the nicest city for anti-pollutants anywhere. So we went outside at last into the bright day, and started to head for the hotel. My dad was the driver of the van we went in, and we discussed where we were going to go. We wanted to stay at Tokyo, but I didn’t like the pollutants. We decided that we’d go to Kyoto. We were driving down a serene country road, and someone crossed the street. We continued on our way, chatting about good times.
IT IS RATED: E
CHARACTORS FROM REAL LIFE: Me, Ami, Yumi, Dad, Baligh
I slowly paced back and forth on the platform. The first thing I seem to remember is waiting. I don’t know for whom or what, but I was waiting. I marched back and forth. At this point, I realize I’m in something of an airport terminal. Looking back, I am reminded of something like the air hanger in Enter the Matrix and a regular one put together. I go up and down stairs, and suddenly met who I came to see. Ami and Yumi, as well as another boy, whose name was never mentioned in the dream. We talked to each other and went around, muttering things to each other. We were waiting for a plan. We stopped at some shops and bought a few things. Soon, we went and started to wait for the airplane. I went around like a maniac from platform to platform, at one point getting lost. I found Yumi, who had gone where I had and helped me upstairs to where we were supposed to be. Soon, the plane arrived and my friends and I boarded. I saw that my father was, oddly, the pilot. My little dog Bailey was also on the flight. Because of the old model of the plane we’d be flying, the cabins weren’t pressurized. So, we had to wear what first looked like military flight helmets, but transformed (or were) just weird helmets. To keep out heads from exploding, or some equally worse fate, we’d have to breathe out of these little air-shoot guns. Because my dog needed this done, as well, I had to share with him. I didn’t mind though. We landed and suddenly, I fainted. I can’t remember why. I had a strange dream of floating something, and then the air guns being blasted into me while I lay in a conveyer belt or something. I wake up, we’ve landed in Tokyo, Japan. The airport is like night, dark and black, with neon lights and signs flashing all around. It’s humongous, and there are escalators and elevators everywhere. We go to the baggage claim, which is very hard to find. The baggage claim trolley is small and red, and only a very small bit is the conveyer belt. It looked like one of those potty trainer things that babies use, but it carried baggage and there wasn’t any hole to crap in. I see the bags, grab them, and then go off with the boy and Yumi to do some shopping. At one point, I’m going to buy something but then, Yumi reminds me not to. She says that it’s not worth its value in Yen. The boy and I go for a walk and leave Yumi, and he tells me what had happened. He says I went to bed and didn’t wake up, so they had to carry me onto the plane. My dad had to inject the pressurized air into me, and at one point, the boy said I was a few seconds from head explosion and my dad was juggling thousands of tasks, talking on the phone, radioing command, and keeping the dog occupied, and he saved me just in time. We then start to talk about the environment. The pollution in Tokyo, he says, is terrible. He says how Kyoto is the nicest city for anti-pollutants anywhere. So we went outside at last into the bright day, and started to head for the hotel. My dad was the driver of the van we went in, and we discussed where we were going to go. We wanted to stay at Tokyo, but I didn’t like the pollutants. We decided that we’d go to Kyoto. We were driving down a serene country road, and someone crossed the street. We continued on our way, chatting about good times.
The Ceremony
THIS DREAM IS CALLED: The Ceremony
IT IS RATED: E
CHARACTORS FROM REAL LIFE: Me, My Family, Mr. Malcom
It started off innconetly enough. I went to a wiccan seyonce with my family where we all medidated around this green fire. I through some rocks into the fire and they exploded, so I walked away and went home. When I got home, I walked outside and say millions of the same red car that looked like a mini version of the Handui Senadi doubting all the open parking spaces. I decided that I would use my magic to make the cars change color. And I did. And then I tried more then one at once and I failed-I wasn't strong enough. Some people came and started taking the cars, so I used my magic to try and stop them, but again, I failed. I then ran away to Chataqua where, on the way to Bestor Plaza, I saw these demantors. I chased after them, trying to get to them and kill them or something and stop them for turnning everybody intol animals...or something like that. So I ran with some of my friends and suddenly I was shoot with an arrow or something, and I fell down unconsius. I then heard some people say 'good, now it'll be complete.' And then I woke up in the 'Chapel' area of my school. I got up and looked at the guys who had sent the demantors out and I said 'damn it you, why the hell have you turned them all animals! YOu'll change all the wiccans back, or I'll kill you!' and I then brandished a pair of Nailclippers threatingly. He then said 'Oh, I'm Sorry, but I can't do that.' And I got all pissed off. And then I was like 'WHY!?' and then he started laughing and he was like 'you're an animal, too.' and he pointed to my jacket, in which there where wings...I was some sorta eagle. I hissed off and flew out the window over the atrium, abanding the towel that had wrapped me up in and throwing on some clothes. I then found Mr. Malcom, who was a God of somesort (he was dressed like a King of somesort...) and had not at all been effected by the curse. So I went and got a stone from him and brought it to Bestor Plaza, and it shone in light and everyone was back to normal. And then the same process happened twice more again, except the 2nd time I beat the demnators, and the 3rd time I was a rat instead of a bird.
IT IS RATED: E
CHARACTORS FROM REAL LIFE: Me, My Family, Mr. Malcom
It started off innconetly enough. I went to a wiccan seyonce with my family where we all medidated around this green fire. I through some rocks into the fire and they exploded, so I walked away and went home. When I got home, I walked outside and say millions of the same red car that looked like a mini version of the Handui Senadi doubting all the open parking spaces. I decided that I would use my magic to make the cars change color. And I did. And then I tried more then one at once and I failed-I wasn't strong enough. Some people came and started taking the cars, so I used my magic to try and stop them, but again, I failed. I then ran away to Chataqua where, on the way to Bestor Plaza, I saw these demantors. I chased after them, trying to get to them and kill them or something and stop them for turnning everybody intol animals...or something like that. So I ran with some of my friends and suddenly I was shoot with an arrow or something, and I fell down unconsius. I then heard some people say 'good, now it'll be complete.' And then I woke up in the 'Chapel' area of my school. I got up and looked at the guys who had sent the demantors out and I said 'damn it you, why the hell have you turned them all animals! YOu'll change all the wiccans back, or I'll kill you!' and I then brandished a pair of Nailclippers threatingly. He then said 'Oh, I'm Sorry, but I can't do that.' And I got all pissed off. And then I was like 'WHY!?' and then he started laughing and he was like 'you're an animal, too.' and he pointed to my jacket, in which there where wings...I was some sorta eagle. I hissed off and flew out the window over the atrium, abanding the towel that had wrapped me up in and throwing on some clothes. I then found Mr. Malcom, who was a God of somesort (he was dressed like a King of somesort...) and had not at all been effected by the curse. So I went and got a stone from him and brought it to Bestor Plaza, and it shone in light and everyone was back to normal. And then the same process happened twice more again, except the 2nd time I beat the demnators, and the 3rd time I was a rat instead of a bird.
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