Another Wierd Dream Courtesy of my Mind (Hold on because this is a long one)
<It all started in an IDENTICAL copy of the PAC at my school.
[i]It's a full crowd. I'm sitting close to the top watching some dude give a speech. Suddenly this chick that I knew IRL and haven't had the best experience with (much of that is my own fault) comes up to me demanding something. I can't really remember what it was but it involved money. I tell her to piss off because I'm not in the mood. She persists and begins to psychologically torture me.
I find myself in a -blam!-ing mech fighting a giant lobster. I fry the son of a bitch and getting a message. It's the same chick. I close the tab.
I find myself in a cave working on something with some dude that I don't know. I get a visit from the same girl. I leave.
I'm back at the PAC, I see someone who looks familiar. Lo and behold it's the girl who's in nearly every dream I've had since 2016. I start to get up. The other girl cuts in front of me and blatantly asks for money, having enough of my shit. I give in and hand her 10 bucks.
Suddenly I was digitized and warped into a nice LSD trip of light shows that look like grid lines. Then I was thrust into a party with 4 other people, I knew every single one of them... only two I remember by name though, but I see them every week.
We were fighting some alien that looked like an exaggerated Cull Obsidian (or Black Dwarf for those who care). The boss dropped rewards for every bar of health we clear, and I was checking my inventory to see if I got literally any piece of gear from this kickass set that looked like a Tron version of a Warlock crossed with Tachanka from R6S.
I was jealous of one of my teammates who had it.
After the boss died, I got the helmet. Ecstatic, I put it on and all 5 of us were yanked from the world and put on in some kind of mish-mash of a SHIT TON of other worlds. We had no armor so after a brief heated exchange we figured out what we had to do.
We had to infiltrate this house in the middle of nowhere surrounded in mist and -blam!-ing SAVE CHRISTMAS. Still with me? No? OK I'm going on anyway.
We wander around trying to figure out how to solve this issue, including killing Kylo Ren for some reason.
Me and one of my teammates try knocking on the door and a "cutscene" plays where we see the inside of the dark creepy mansion. Krampus, the demonic Christmas goat-man was sitting there in the shadows talking to what was probably his assistant or something. He said some shit about "getting rid of us" and "release ???" (didn't catch that part).
When we came back to we regrouped and got flung around another 80s acid trip which included;
- Meeting Hela and having a nice chat about death, and by nice chat I mean I was about to smash but then I was pulled out into the next scenario
- Briefly seeing Scarif from Rogue One getting destroyed
- Almost getting killed by Agent 47
- Getting saved from Agent 47 by Jason Bourne
- Almost dying by Jesus Christ
- Working at Wendy's with 2 of my teammates and getting scolded at by my other 2 teammates
- Getting fired from Wendy's because of Loki
- ALMOST getting the Power Gem
Finally the 5 of us landed in a town square and just ran off, totally confused. We came to this beach. We leaned against the railing and stared across the Caribbean-like paradise... with a giant Tie-Fighter and a Star Destroyer in the distance. It was populated and peaceful. We calmed down and circled back to the town square where everyone was gathering. Apparently Falkor from the Neverending Story was injured on a pedestal warning us and the townsfolk about some creature in the sewers.
My team consisted of me, 2 other guys, and 2 girls. The 2 other guys went down and the 2 girls said "nope" and left. I followed the guys halfway down the stairs, heard a distant roar, and -blam!-ed off. I caught up with one of the girls, we met a pilot who says they can help us take out the beast. I proclaim how I am not interested. He follows us back to the beach and sits down beside us while we're trying to relax. He pleads with me. I explain half-assedly that I can't bear to see anyone die while I'm distracted by my teammate getting undressed because it's hot as -blam!- and it's a beach. The pilot -blam!-s off and I stare at the Star Destroyer in the distance.[/i]
This entire dream comes right after I just got finished watching Deadpool 2... last night.>
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