Dreams

Jan 18 2022

• I was friends with a man who could use electric magic, and also had a regenerative ability that made it almost impossible for him to be killed. He, I, and a couple other people were tasked to guard a princess who was hiding in an abandoned castle. He was also an instructor and we were his students.
• The princess was initially protected in a room made out of a crackly electric forcefield, with two teleporters that led in and out of the room, one on each end. But it also doubled as an online space, perhaps so the princess wouldn’t get bored, and so there were a steady stream of people unknowingly wandering in and out of the virtual room, and it eventually even got hacked.
• Due to security issues, he eventually figured out how to lock down the teleporters so that only he could use them, and this also ended the room being used as a virtual space. The princess was hidden elsewhere and he used this as a sort of personal room and honeypot, as he knew that others still thought that the princess was being safeguarded in there.
• At one point, four invaders burst into a room nearer the front of the castle that I was in, as I was still recovering from being at low health from some other event. I was seated on the floor and raised my hands to show that I didn’t want to fight. It turned out that they didn’t plan on killing me either, but they did try to interrogate me, and I told them that the person they needed to defeat to save the princess had a secret, which is that he could teleport using his electric skills. They thanked me and continued onwards into the castle.
• I followed behind them to watch and saw that one of the four party members was a dancer who remained behind in the previous room whenever the other three entered a new one, and she would put down a cassette player radio on the ground, play some dance music on it, and do a dance to buff her teammates from afar. She was actually someone that I had heard of from online before and that I had admired, so I watched her for a bit before wandering off.
• Later on, the party was defeated, and I was summoned to the room by the electric mage, who was seated on a one person sofa. I noted to myself that he looked like Justin from my secondary school days. I apologized and asked if he wanted to know why I had “betrayed” him by telling them that he could teleport, and he said both no and yes at once. I blinked and realized that he had actually physically said no, but had mentally said yes, and I had somehow heard both. I asked him if he could try to mentally talk to me again (by mentally repeating the word “yes”), and he seemed to try but couldn’t do it.
• Anyway since I knew his true answer was yes, I said that I did so in exchange for my life, but that I had withheld both the secrets of the princess’s hiding place as well as the fact that he could regenerate, so I had set them up for failure anyway — because I was so forthcoming about telling them about the one secret, they thought that that was the only trick that he had, and only prepared for that, and thus lost.
• There was also a reason about helping him test his new defences since we had so few visitors these days since he shut off online access to that electric room.
• Snippet: At some point much later on, I remember going shopping in a weird mall. On the way back, I hopped onto a train at East 9 station because the tickets were free, planning to head to East 11 (Tampines) or East 12, but once the train started, we were told that the East 10-12 stations were actually closed and the next stop for the train was some city an hour or so east of the East 12 station. The city claimed they had put signs at the East 9 station stating this, but this obviously wasn’t true or at least unclear as a lot of other people on the train were also now stuck on a train going out of town and were mad about it. I wasn’t too mad as I had brought along a textbook and some homework anyway, so I took a seat and pulled that out to work on it.

Jan 19 2022

• A motherly figure that I and a boy were living together with had a black boyfriend who neither of us liked as he was a deadbeat. He knew some sort of magic, however, and one of his tricks was that he could come and go by melding himself into the woman’s form and then stepping into/out of her from afar, basically using her as a gate or portal, I think. One time we interrupted the ritual as he was leaving, so she had back most of her body but one of her middle fingers belonged to him, and he was stuck that way for a while due to spell cooldown. He could still hear because he was part of her, but couldn’t speak since he didn’t have control over the mouth.
• The boy and I found that he had set up a secret shooting range by our clothesline in the backyard, which was illegal. There were little holes in the fence covered by the laundry where one could stick a gun and take pot shots at the forest behind our house and the deer there. We proceeded to dismantle the shooting range despite him flipping the bird at us.
• In a separate dream later on, I was in a University building and went to see my professor about some English Literature analysis questions at the back of a book which I didn’t fully understand. It was also our homework and I said that I had already handed it in but wanted to find out what it actually meant.
• I ended up leaving the textbook with the teacher for some reason and headed off to another building, located in a train station, to talk to a different professor about some science or computer science question in a book as well, where I did basically the same thing.
• While I was elsewhere on University, I then realized that evening was drawing near and it was nearly 7pm, when both buildings would close. I had to pick up the two textbooks before I left, and the English building was nearer where I had to go to get home, so I decided to first teleport to the Science building and run upstairs to retrieve my book. On my way back down, one of the railings had been removed from the second story staircase and so I almost stepped out over open space, expecting there to be stairs there, though I caught myself in time. I thought that that was really dangerous to leave unattended.
• Once I reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped out of the building, I teleported again to the other building and ran up the stairs, although I didn’t bother phasing into my body this time to save time, so this second run was done on an overhead map instead of in first-person view. I made it to the staff room at 6:58 or so and found the instructor at the back of the room.
• Snippet: At one point I had completed a weekly entry in my online blog, and then told either Satinel or Kel about it, but after doing so I realized that I had skipped a couple sections due to using an old template for my post, and was missing Plushie of the Week, as well as the date header and one or two other sections. So I went to go squeeze in a section on one of the plushies I had already noted down in my sheet but had less information on (because it was paired with a previous entry), hopefully before anyone else read the post.

Jan 20 2022

• I was involved in a game of some kind that took place in an open world city on some alternate world, separate from the main world, that felt like the moon. I don’t remember the exact detail of the game but it involved travelling around in cars and trains, many characters in fancy and colourful costumes, and possibly looking for things. It was also MMOish with quests to do, monsters of some sort to defeat, and a guild system.
• I owned a guild in this world that consisted of Discordia friends (I remember Eralain being online) as well as other people. I was also part of a guild in the home world made up of what felt like people from work, or perhaps from my Scouts days or something, though I didn’t specifically know anyone in it. That guild was oppressive, and we occasionally helped people escape from it to join the guild on the moon.
• One of the people we helped in this manner was a butler whom we liked, and who ended up helping us quite a bit in the game in the other world. However, he followed me back to the home guild in one of my visits after he finished a main quest, and got himself captured when I visited my room in the guild house, which was a large hotel building.
• My own room was a ground-floor room in a separate wing of the hotel, connected by a covered walkway, lit with fluorescent bar lights at night, that led to the main building. The room officially housed 3 people and had large windows and a slightly lonely feel to it, but I talked with a friend while I stayed there that night, and he noted that he had semi-unofficially moved in with two other friends and was using it as a base of operations to sleep in every night to keep it occupied, which kept my possession of the room valid. I approved of this setup as long as I was gone.
• He also wondered why I hadn’t contacted them in so long. I told him jokingly that I had seen so many people on the other world that if he wanted to grab my attention, he needed to dress up in cosplay when contacting me. Everyone laughed.
• The butler got himself captured because he left the room and went back to the main building to try to grab some books from his own hotel room, which was on the third floor or something. They were books that he was almost done reading before he had defected to us. He got caught on the way out of the building by the security guard, however, and was dragged off to face the guild master.
• While searching for the butler the next day, I came across a corrupt government official that had aided in his post-capture processing, and cast a spell that collapsed his family’s home. He apparently had a wife and three kids who came out to meekly apologize, they told me that he had been fired late yesterday after some corruptions were exposed by a co-worker and tried to give me 30 gold or a letter worth 5 gold in compensation. I told them they could keep the money, but I took the letter as it was likely some sort of clue to help me find my compatriot.
• In the end, we couldn’t rescue him but found him listed on an auction site, which had a UI that reminded me of Eve Online. I found buy/sell/bid buttons while browsing his profile, and found that his opening bid price, which was also his current bid price placed by some other random player, was 14 lumias. I figured bidding 15-18 lumias would win us the auction and allow us to buy him back, this time for good as it came with ownership rights. There was also an option to buy him for just 1 quest, which cost 3 lumias, but no one ever really used that option in auctions.
• Anyway, there were a lot of lumias on the auction house screen that I popped open, but they were expensive, but I was the guild leader and he was well-liked, so I considered putting out a call to the guild for donations to help rescue him, and I was fairly sure the others would contribute enough to buy the lumias needed to rescue him, as we were a pretty good small-medium sized guild. I had 6 lumias of my own and a cheap auction of 12 lumias cost about 31 million gold or so, so that was the amount I planned to raise (and could probably get most of myself even with minimal donations, I figured).
• But before that, I needed to confirm that I’d actually get ownership because the auction conditions were a little vague. I went to the auctioneer, who was a woman sitting behind some anti-magic protective glass, and she was really rude to me and didn’t consider me a real bidder and tried to ignore me. I cast some magic that was strong enough to penetrate through the anti-magic glass, and she hastily tried to cancel my spell but also failed, and started to get strangled by my magic hand. She gave up trying to ignore me, rudely apologized, and finally affirmatively answered my question before shooing me away, although I still felt like not all my doubts were assuaged at this point as I didn’t fully trust her.

Jan 21 2022

Dream 1

• I played a Legend of the Five Rings-like card game with Neichus and Light, except multiple copies of a regular deck of playing cards were involved, since I remember the object of the game was to collect and play sets, and I remember having eight queens and eight kings at points in the game. The object of the game was to get rid of all your cards first. Both Light and I built our decks from the big pile of cards that I owned, whereas Neichus used a brand new, sealed deck that we had just bought.
• I hadn’t played the game in forever, and barely remembered the rules. Neichus beat the both of us handily, and was a bit smug about his victory, but helped me sort back the deck cards into my big pile of cards afterwards.
• While doing so, he found a cassette tape of rule recitals, which were the game’s rules read out by a woman doing a Chihayafuru-style poetry recital, and he tried to put it into a cassette player to listen to it. But the tape wasn’t tuned for use in cassette players, so while it could be played, all the different tracks blended together and played at the same time and sounded off, even when we turned off parallel playback mode on the cassette player.

Dream 2

• I was following some friends who were in a race that involved running along streets and through or around “buildings” like a sort of obstacle course, in a really low-detailed world where the walls and ground were often just a single colour. There wre lots of doors, several chests, and even some locked doors that only one person could pick at a time.
• I knew and was friends with the top two runners who were running, but I wasn’t participating myself, so I zipped along in a car of some kind as I watched them race. The race came down in the end to picking the right branch in the final room from a split in the path. The first girl picked the right branch, which ended at a large locked door that she tried to pick. The second girl had no choice but to pick the left path, which led to another room with a chest and another locked door. She actually got her door open first, but it was a fake door with nothing else behind it, so she stomped her feet as she knew that she had lost. Going back to the first door, she arrived just in time to see the first girl finally unlock the door and escape through to the victory portal just beyond it.
• The second girl was a bit annoyed, so I went over as she collapsed down onto a nearby couch in frustration. I wanted to be better friends with her and started chatting to her, finding out among other things that she looked like a tanned Chinese girl but had actually lived most of her life in India, and had just come back to Canada recently. We chatted for a long time before I noted that she should go tag the victory portal and then come back just in case any other runners came by. She did so, and the announcer said that a second person had completed the race, 25 minutes behind the first person. She rolled her eyes at that.
• At some point before or after the race, I was preparing to drive the car and Jon was boarding the car with me as well. The car had an inventory and a weight limit but we weren’t near it yet, so he popped back into the house before we left it and brought along a bolster as well. We also swung by a bus stop where Kel was and told her that we were going off on an adventure and for her to give us a call when she was done whatever she was doing so we could pick her up and take her along too, and she said okay. There were lots of buses and lots of people trying to board them at that bus stop, so we couldn’t tarry along too long or we would cause an accident.

Jan 22 2022

Dream 1

• There was a girl that was part of a male sports team that was constantly being teased by the other boys because she was so bad compared to the rest of them. In the story, she hadn’t revealed that she was a girl, but she a somewhat feminine physique, so that was the target the boys latched onto when they poked fun at her.
• One day, before a game of soccer or something against a team of aliens from outer space that was going to be broadcast on national TV, one of the members of the team even got hold of a photo album consisting of old sports team photographs of her, and flipped them open to point out that she was always quite obviously posing in the front row of those teams too but they were female teams.
• At this point, she finally burst out at them with an indignant “Yes, I’m female, so what?”, to which there were sudden cheers from some onlookers, a group of girls who were probably the female team counterpart of that male team. They mobbed her as though to welcome her to their side.
• However, she gently pushed them away, and got into a car, driving off herself to follow the male team that was taking off toward the stadium, all of them also in cars carrying one or two players each.

Dream 2

• At another point, I was on my way home from an apartment that my mom owned, but stopped at a void deck of a building just before the bus stop I needed to catch a bus home from, because I had heard that she was also coming along to take the bus and I wanted to wait for her to chat with her a little bit more. However, after waiting for some time, I realized that something was wrong and rushed off to the bus stop, where I saw her in line and about to board a bus that had just arrived. Apparently she had taken another route there that wasn’t the straight line route between her apartment and the bus stop, without realizing that I was waiting for her. I quickly joined her and we boarded the bus together.
• Later on, we alighted from the bus and waited for a transfer in front of a small mom-and-pops style Indian sundries shop, and she had a phone app that told her that the bus transfer would arrive in about 20 minutes, so we browsed the store’s goods to pass some time. Among other things, I remember being surprised when I saw the Chinese “Army Chess” board game, but in a box labelled with English and Indian words on it instead of the usual Chinese. I pointed it out to her, saying that I liked playing that game.
• We eventually parted when the second bus arrived at a train station on the old Singapore MRT line, where she was headed north from the southern split in the line to do some shopping, and I was headed east, back toward my home.

• Snippet: There was another snippet where I was looking at a large panel owned by some shopkeeper or guild owner that had a description and progress bar of a skill that needed powering up by various other people before it could be used. The owner of the skill panel also had access to a skill that he could activate, which would play the iconic five notes from the classical Waltz of the Flowers tune, and then the sound of a bird tweeting twice, and then it would give exact information on how many more people’s contributions were needed to actually activate the skill.
• Editor: When I say the iconic five notes from Waltz of the Flowers, I mean this part of the song, and with the trill at the end of the five notes replaced by the bird tweeting twice. Also, the Army Chess game referred to is this game, which I played when young and had owned and lost a couple times over the years in the past and thus is something I often used to look for in random shops that looked like they might sell it.

Jan 23 2022

Dream 1

• There was a top-down view mining game tied into classes at school, it was played by many students across different classes and different techniques were taught by different instructors. We would go to class, sit in a small lecture theatre with the instructor, and greet each other before starting to play. The game involved a miner starting on the outer ring of a small arena, next to an ore cart and a stack of 3 resources. Two of the stacks were identical and a third one was a different resource, and for every level you completed, which involved getting to the middle of the map and mining something in particular, you would start with 1 additional resource in each of the 3 stacks in future maps.
• The catch was that the middle of the map, which was a cylinder of voxel blocks, was separated from the outer ring that you started on by a ring of nothingness, just a bottomless pit that surrounded the inner cylinder of blocks that made it so the miner had to first gather materials (if necessary) and build a bridge over it, connecting the outer ring and the center cylinder, so that he could cross over and do the mining. The ore cart itself could not cross the bridge.
• In between games and classes, there was another game that involved pushing trolleys around the school, collecting more trolleys to form a trolley chain, kind of like a shopping cart train in a supermarket, as well as collecting money (I had a wad of $20 bills), and a third resource of some sort, while exploring the school. There was a current leaderboard table that was accessible, but people generally lost their spot when they went off to class, so when it came time for my next class, I gave my trolley to someone who was pushing a chain of 10 trolleys already, and gave my resources to another person who was nearby and pushing two or three trolleys himself, as we had greeted each other politely a few minutes prior. The second person tried to return me my $20 bills as I sat down and logged out, leaving the wad of bills standing up on their sides and forming a bent V-shape on a table next to me, and I noticed that they flickered as my avatar flickered as well during the logout process, which implied that they actually might follow me over to my next login.
• Snippet: I knew and managed a group of girls that could transform into magical girls, but I couldn’t understand their language once they transformed. However, I knew their abilities and they all involved renewable energy — not producing it directly, but they could individually produce things that could be combined with each other in various combinations to unlock different sources of energy for an area, that would remain even after they had transformed back.

Dream 2

• I was on a bus with a group of people and we would stop on many different occasions for things. The earlier interactions are now lost to time but involved some sort of game or quest objective, and involved slowly collecting people who would join us from various stops.
• At one point, war broke out, people on the bus disembarked by a town near a mountain pass that many of them were from and that bordered the country that was invading us. They went to help set up explosives and other traps to slow down the approaching army. The invading army suffered a lot of casualties but eventually overwhelmed the defences and took the town anyway. I and three other girls that I had befriended were captured and put into some room full of guys in the enemy-held town to sexually entertain them (offscreen). Apparently I could occasionally escape, but always ended up returning since the other girls couldn’t escape. Eventually the war ended and we were rescued, though I got separated from them at first and rejoined the bus first. I asked the bus driver to stop by his home village, where the other three were from, so we could pick them up and I could meet them again. The bus driver smiled and nodded, so I knew that the others were safe.
• During the war, I got into a spaceship on one of my escapades, which could aim for distant stars and constellations and fly off toward them. The ship could not change direction once fired, until it reached a star system, so the pilot’s initial aim had to be very pinpoint precise, as it was easy to miss the target and end up flying forever in empty space. I wondered how many lost humans were pilots in ships that were forever stranded in the empty void of space. But I was special, I could reset the ship to its launchpad and restart if anything went wrong. Anyway, I visited the Pleiades constellation before flying home again. I was pretty happy about this but found that the actual constellation was literally just a few blue balls in the sky like we could see from Earth, just slightly bigger in person. They were like giant cerulean marbles, but were still smaller than my spaceship.
• One of the guys on the bus had a poor pre-war first impression with me, after the war he was still around and looked more grown up. Seemed like he had gone through some sort of redemption arc and he looked warily and apologetically in my direction as he paid for the bus fare by the driver’s front seat, but didn’t approach me.
• We had other normal stops post-war that I remember. At one stop, two different types of tiny baby birds, about the size of a clenched fist, were given away. There was one thinner breed and one fatter breed. No cages were provided, but short branches with cotton balls stuck onto them were given away with them, apparently the birds liked them enough to remain obediently perched on them, more or less. A motherly matron person on the bus, who was our cook, said that they’d eat any random beetles that happen to fly around, and would also fly over toward her when she was cooking in the bus kitchen. I declined to take a bird in the end because I said it would be a lot of trouble trying to get it through the airport and plane and back to Canada when I went home eventually.
• At another stop, we had a post-war party with many party games and toys. For example one person was playing around with a large, dome-shaped toy which sat on the floor, and when you compressed the rubbery dome portion, and then let go of it, the dome would re-inflate with such strength and speed that the entire toy would jump up and hit the ceiling. The toy was the size of a cowboy hat. Another toy was a set of round paper drums with Hatsune Miku’s image on one side and another character on the other side. They came folded up/compressed into a thin circle and were meant to be unfolded and then rolled, so a woman was standing on one side of the room and rolling them one by one at high speed toward the other side. But I noticed she was doing it wrong, as she did not realize they could actually be unfolded before rolling, so I went to the other side of the room, caught one that she rolled my way, cracked open one of the sides to separate/loosen the drum a little, and then rolled it back toward her. This caused the drum to expand out as it rolled along, so by the time it reached her it had fully expanded out into what was basically a giant paper tree log. She was surprised at this.
• The bus also went by a side road at one point that sloped upwards toward a military camp, and it was lined with rows of soldiers, five per line, facing the main street, as though defending the military camp. A thought came unbidden into my mind about a bus plowing into them as part of an enemy attack, and how far they would get before the soldiers with their weapons (and bodies) could blunt the inertial force of the bus.