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Arranged Marriage

Dream from 5/30/19

I was made to marry this guy who I barely knew for unknown reasons and the whole thing was like bare bones/bare minimum (cost like $1000 for the whole wedding). It took place in my middle school's assembly hall and there was this weird, almost-rabbi dude mumbling something on stage while I waited to go up and meet my to-be husband, whose name I barely knew. My dress was dumb and I realized that I didn't have any makeup on and I didn't even have the chance to shower after derby practice, so my hair was all gross. I don't think I had a veil, either. 

Anyway the rabbi no one could understand finally stopped and refused to continue until everyone sang this weird song, and when that was done I finally got to go up onstage and see my groom. Who was wearing baggy jeans and a green sports jersey. I said my vows that I improvised on the spot (using a shitty microphone and addressing the audience instead of my groom), which were something along the lines of "I've always thought my future husband was one of the most attractive people in the world and his wit and intelligence mad me fall in love with him" etc etc, all of which was bullshit and I avoided using his name because I still wasn't sure about it. And he wasn't ugly, just average looking, very jock-like. He was also dumb as a box of rocks. 

Anyway, I wrapped up in about 30 seconds cause I ran out of things to say and couldn't be fucked to talk more (also I didn't promise him anything), he took the mic and did some weird karaoke song in german that was about firefighters, but he didn't pay for the song to play so there weren't any subtitles on the karaoke video so he just stood there awkwardly mumbling into the mic for like 3 minutes. And this whole time I'm like 'why the fuck am I marrying this guy' and I'm determined not to let this affect my life at all, like I'm still going to live on my own in my apartment and basically ignore that he exists. 

 Cut to the consummation, which was in a fucking swamp/jungle thing and I realize that he's never had sex before (somehow). 

Then we find an old chest with a couple treasure maps in it, and I fall down this deep hole but manage to catch myself on the sides of it and hang onto some roots until him and some other people who are up there can tie enough vines together to fish me out.

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In Which I’m an Amnesiac Serial Killer

Dream from 6/27

I dreamed that I was this kid called jacob in a school/correctional facility and I snapped and killed a guy because he was picking on my friend. the principal pulled me away and I said i didn't remember killing him but I wanted to since I wanted to remember hearing him beg and the look on his face when he died. Then it was revealed that he was actually my third victim and the first two were stashed in evidence drawers, but one of the teachers had taken one of the bodies to use in class because I apparently, like, dissected him and chopped his limbs off. All of which I didn't remember and so was looking through the evidence drawers in fascination trying to see the bodies. 

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Another Infinity War Prediction

Dream from 4/15

I had another infinity war dream. It was weird but my parents and us were watching Wicked in theaters and I went to pee during intermission and some Mexican dude drove into the side of my car while he was parking and I went off on him. While I was yelling somehow it got even more fucked up. Then for some reason we went to the camp quest grounds and back. I forgot to get his information so we went back, but then I was an avenger and we had to take a word path to take us off world. We had to walk up to this doorway and run up the wall and around the door to get there, then go through it. Which resulted in a lot of cool superhero landings. Lady Sif was there, as well as Thor, iron Man (who I think I was), and doctor strange. We were fighting someone but I don't remember who. And also Simmons fixed my car.

Doctor strange took one of iron man's plasma blasts, multiplied it and colored them into a portrait of himself in the "draw me like one of your french girl" poses, and then threw it at the enemy (who I assume was thanos or loki but I don't remember who).

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In Which I Predict Infinity War

Dream from 4/20

I had a dream about infinity war. The movie started with rocket, cap, widow (who was me), and starlord on an escape pod flying over what looked like the Nova core City at night. Someone pushed starlord out of the open door we were by and he fell. Rocket lived up to his name and latched onto my back, acting as a jetpack as I shot at Thanos, who was also falling and making a joke that the fall wouldn't kill him. And then Cap's body fell. Or rather, the two pieces Thanos had sliced it into, bisecting it at the waist. Then Thanos hit the ground and decided to take a nap. Flash back to the asguardian ship. Thor is there, talking to everyone but facing the window (in his chair). Camera pans out to show an empty room, with giant black dandelion seeds floating where his people used to be. Loki shows up, evil again, preaching how Thor led then to destruction and taunting him with illusions of his lost people. And then I woke up.

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In which I’m a shapeshifting clone

I had another huge saga dream last night. (2/3/18)

I don’t remember the first part very well, but I was Link from Breath of the Wild and I was with two friends in a big forest. I had suffered trauma and the only way to rid myself of it was to kill myself in this boiling lake and come back as a clone, so that’s what I did. There was one part of the lake that was super boiling and there were people around it basking in the warm water, and no one stopped me as I headed down towards the drain/heating element and died/came back. I also made thirty copies of myself (ten tall, ten medium, and ten short) for people to buy since I was really popular, and they all sold right away.  But it didn’t fix the issue, or rather it did but it created a new issue. The clone me knew I was a clone and was really quiet and despondent about it.

Then a cross between Hella from Thor 3 and my Homestuck Troll OC Medina showed up in a black outfit with green accents (very similar to Hella’s outfit) and started being a bitch. No one really liked her, but she wasn’t exactly the villain.

I think at this point one of my clones drew a symbol in the ground or a piece of copper and died. It was at this point that the dream pulled back to reveal that I was watching this with Zan and Meghan from the couch in my living room and I asked Zan why that symbol was important (since I didn’t remember) and he told me that it was the dude from before. I delved back into the dream and the clone had summoned a big purple and black monster similar to Pedri from Ava’s Demon. Hella started fighting it and it was taunting me that I couldn’t do anything (for some reason I was Junkrat at this point) or hit him with anything. So I recalled all of my clones and everyone I knew. It took a few minutes, but then there was this flood of people crashing through the forest towards him. He said I couldn’t hit him with anything, so I hit him with *everyone.*

The parade thing then travelled through Kitchen Window, where there were a bunch of people selling stuff at counters in front of glass cases with kitchen gear in them since this was now like a big celebration? Cecil Baldwin was there selling WTNV stuff, and next to him was a chick selling nerdy astronomy shirts. This had gone on for long enough and I wanted the right person to stop it (I was my shapeshifting OC Syzygy now) so I fought back through the tide of people to get to him and give him the sesame seeds so he could make the announcement that it was ending. Strangely enough, I hadn’t seen any of my clones. Also, they can shapeshift.

So it ends, and I think Pedri is killed. I have no idea where Hella is, but I know that most of my clones are dead and I found out that when I sent the recall signal out (by pressing a bunch of buttons on a tree) a couple of their owners tazed them so they couldn’t leave. I thanked Cecil and started organizing the cleanup and made sure everyone had all of their stuff before leaving.

Then the dream/movie changed and I was Yugi and still depressed about being a clone, but Joey and Tristan (who was black) and the girl whose name I don’t remember and I were in the Egyptian desert near a town that was sunk into this GIANT hole in the ground and we had to figure out our lineage or something in a big stone building. Kaiba was there too being a twat like he usually is. And there was a half pipe and Tristan was doing some sick moves on it.

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In which I run away from my responsibilities.

Dream from 1/15/18

I had a stress dream about school where I was in some entry level medical class and there was a 5,000 word paper due at the end of the semester that he hadn't mentioned AT ALL by the professor (it was only in the syllabus) and it was 40% of my grade. It was two days over due when I checked.

So instead I ran through the plains of Africa at night with two friends and a kid to get away from the meteor shower that was killing all the dinosaurs. It was super beautiful and cinematic because the sun was just setting as we were nearing the treeline, and we broke through just as the last rays faded and the sky turned black and filled with stars. It was gorgeous.

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A prank door

Dream from 11/3

When I was falling asleep, I had one of those bullshit short dreams that jerks you awake right after you fall asleep. I remember not expecting a step, so I put out my left foot to catch myself, and my foot jerked in real life. I have a broken fibula in that foot, so it hurt like a motherfucker. Fuck you, brain making me do that shit. 

Anyway, the only thing I remember from my actual dream is that I designed a prank door that looked like a normal door, but when you opened it it was like two feet shorter and a foot more narrow so you’d walk through and hit your head and possibly shoulders on it. I got my IRL friend Zan with it (he’s over 6′).

Also I think I was at school? I have a vague memory of freaking out over an assignment that was due.

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In which there was a thrift shop

Dream from 10/28/17

It was a thrift shop, right next to the Kowalski's where Walgreens used to be. It had two guitars and a bunch of yarn, amongst other things. Everyone loved the thrift shop, but it was built upon a gravesite. Except it wasn't. Someone dug up the plans and realized that it was built atop a small hole with a small house in it, two stories but only one room, and tiny, and suddenly there was a cry for the house to be excavated and turned into an attraction. I think the house was haunted or evil in some way, furious at being buried for so long. Five or six people volunteered to start digging in the middle of the shop, myself included, and a contract was drawn up where we would work hourly until we hit $100,000/day, to be paid by the store owner, which worked out to be five hours. Everything was going great for two months, we had been digging and had a hole about 3ft wide and 3-4 ft deep, but then we hit harder stone. Work slowed, and we were only working 4 hours a day. One day the owner approached us and said he couldn't afford it any more, implying that he had been dipping into his savings to pay for it but he couldn't keep doing that. He nonverbally implied that he wanted us to volunteer to work for free, but we refused. I looked around the shop and noticed it was emptier. The guitars were gone, one of which I had been playing on and was fond of, and much of the yarn was used in projects the workers had worked on. I talked to the guy and he found an older, out of tune guitar that I started playing on again.

Then there was a class in the thrift shop, a bunch of people taking a test. I hadn't gone to a single lecture, but I had to take the test, and five or so of us came up with a plan. We'd all turn in the test with a note on it, I don't remember what it said, but the first person to be graded would get full marks if we all followed through with it. I wrote a longer note talking about what was happening in class before I was about to turn it in, but a couple people from out group turned it in first. The teacher saw me writing and asked what I was doing, then walked away. But she had left the answer booklet on my desk and didn't realize it. I started filling in the correct answers. It was a history test on six or seven different time periods and there was a huge list of terms that we had to pick from and fill in the blanks. Some of the periods were the american internet age, the amazons, and the iron age, which I think was actually the industrial age. I decided to break the agreement with my group and actually try to do the test, starting with copying down some answers from the answer key, but also getting some wrong so as not to be suspicious.

Then there was a party where some of my friends were performing in the second floor of a house on the beach. We looked out the window and saw another house party, a Victorian house on the beach right next to the water, where a white truck drove up a ramp and through the second floor. I tried to pay attention to my friend's song, but I wanted to watch what would happen in the other house. A red sedan drove out the front door on the first floor, followed by a red drag racer. The white truck never came out, but we knew it had driven through a hole in the second floor in the back of the house and down the first floor. We decided to go over there and make sure everyone was okay and when we got over there, the bottom floor was the thrift store, and it was completely empty. It looked a bit messy, but not trashed like you would expect from three cars driving through it and a bunch of college kids throwing a kegger. Colors: tan store, colorful yarn, brown guitar, yellow tiny house with ominous reddish lighting, black water, black sky, red and white cars