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How is that not a change? It changes just as much as in the examples I provided. There are two completely different items of clothing, and you are calling one by the name of the other.

I would write exactly the same thing.

The essence doesn't change at all.

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Do I need to quote the message I just wrote?

I think there’s some misunderstanding, because I just quoted the message I wrote just now.

Dragnyr's avatar is pretty cool.

THIS THREAD IS ABOUT DREAMS!

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Yesterday or the day before yesterday, I had a dream. It was a silly dream, with a love story, but I wasn't involved in it. I was some kind of count/prince/general, and I was in charge of a small town surrounded by high walls, towers, and various fortifications. I had two companions/slaves/servants/warriors, and they were best friends (I don't know what their relationship to me was, it wasn't clear), and they were in love with two girls, twins. Then trouble came to the town – a mysterious disease, a plague, or something like that. So I ordered all the sick people to be kicked out of the town.
One of the girls got infected with the disease, and she was, of course, kicked out. But her lover didn't dare follow her and stayed in the town. After some time, the sick people started returning to the town, and they looked like zombies. Of course, no one let them in, and I ordered the archers to shoot them down. And then that girl returned to the town. Seeing her, my companion/slave/servant/warrior wanted to climb down from the fortifications and open the gates for her, but he didn't even take a step before one of the archers shot her in the head and shoulder with an arrow. That was the most vivid moment of the dream, and I remember it best because it was very dramatic. After his lover was shot, the young man became sad and decided to go and kill his best friend, so he could be with his friend's girl. He did just that, but when his friend's girl found out what he had done, she didn't want his love, and she didn't want to live without her lover, so she hanged herself. That's the kind of romantic dream it was. As for what happened to the young man, I don't remember; I think I kicked him out of the town or had him shot.

Nebku had a dream about almost being dismembered, but I didn't, even though I requested it.

I had a rather strange dream. It starts with my cousin visiting, and we're doing something together, then suddenly we decide to go buy train tickets to Crimea. We leave, it's evening, dark, and cold. We walk and walk, and then we're surrounded by a whole crowd, and we're running around in the subway (even though my city doesn't have one). We never actually bought the tickets, and we all went our separate ways. It was a very productive walk, to say the least. But then, on the way home, I met two girls I didn't know. We started talking, laughing, and then we went somewhere and put on the same outfit – some kind of top (probably a breastplate!), and short shorts :smile04:, and some boots. It was all a light brown color. The other girl was taking pictures of us. We were posing, sometimes playing "snowball fights," and things like that. And this was happening in the middle of winter, when it's cold and freezing, and we're wearing this kind of outfit. Nevertheless, even though we were shivering, we were somehow very happy.

So, we're driving, eating, going from city to city, driving, driving, and suddenly we pass under an airplane wing, and everyone is suddenly like: what the...? Well, we kept going, but almost immediately we approach a bridge, and I yell, "Stop the car, there's a cliff!!" And then we fell into the river.
And the fall itself was weird, I realized that when I woke up (and of course, I woke up right away). My weight didn't decrease, and so on.
Before that, there was an airplane, but it was just standing on the side of the road like a monument, as if saying, "Come on, take a picture." And the one we drove under, barely missing the wing with the roof, was lying right on the road, and I don't know why.

By the way, I had a dream yesterday that they wanted to torture and interrogate me. Back then, I wasn't myself, but some cowardly, nasty, and vile person who had fallen out of favor with other nasty and vile people. And so these people caught me, tied me up, and wanted to kill me painfully. I felt panic-stricken fear, begged them not to do it, but that didn't stop them. On the other hand, I was even interested in feeling all this, since I had never experienced anything like it before x)
Also, they seemed to be planning to torture me with a gun, idk how, probably shoot different parts of my body and then finish me off with a bullet.

Before that, I dreamed of some ponies horses, some lonely castle on an island for them, a train, and many other things, but everything was very blurred and hazy.

And today I was suddenly in a computer game. Such a game doesn't actually exist; it's imagination. It seemed to be some kind of fantasy game with magic. I was walking around there looking for some artifact in crypts or idk where. I killed undead—zombies and liches, there didn't seem to be any others. But there were assassins. Their task was to wait for me there and prevent me from seizing that artifact.
The assassins were stupid and suddenly dressed in jeans, and backwards at that. However, they were almost invulnerable to melee attacks, deftly and easily parrying all my moves with their two... seemingly katanas. Meanwhile, I apparently didn't know how to defend myself at all, which is funny. But I knew how to cast spells, exactly like the mage in the game LotR: Conquest. For example, striking a staff against the ground (though idk what I was striking with there, because I only had some kind of sword), and enemies around fly away—poof poof. That's how I had to kill the assassins: knock them down and finish them off.

I had a dream that I was a Lich and was killing clowns wearing jeans.

The Claws weren't wearing jeans, nor were the Liches, but the Assassins were.

Liches in jeans were killing clowns in jeans, assassins were without underwear.

Fapable?

We liches don't care.