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I recently had a dream where I was standing on the grass between the tram tracks and the road. But in that spot, the rails were tilted sharply inward, towards me. And then a tram was coming along the tracks, and right where I was standing, it tipped over and started rolling towards me. I ran towards the road, but there were cars speeding by...

Sesame, this is what an expansion with humans does!
Interesting dream.

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I recently had a dream where I was standing on the grass between the tram tracks and the road. But in that spot, the rails were tilted sharply towards me. And then a tram was coming along the tracks, and right where I was standing, it tipped over and started rolling towards me. I ran onto the road, but there were cars speeding by...

This is a prophetic dream about the near future.

I had a dream about some post-apocalyptic stealth adventure. It all started with another expansion with HeroesWorld folks, where Arandor was growling and dissatisfied with something. Then the whole action shifted to real life, but it wasn't HeroesWorld people anymore — it was friends from school and university. We were walking through some empty ghost town where there was no one except us. At one point I tell my friend, hey, remember this place, we used to play here as kids, back when everything was still fine and the world hadn't slid into a post-apocalypse. Then we crawled through some channels and a big ventilation shaft. Eventually, through that ventilation, we climbed to the top (it didn't really look like a roof) of some old factory. From there, there was a very beautiful view of the mountains and an autumn forest. Something like this. The whole time (especially at the factory) I had a feeling that some authorities would spot us, so we tried to move quietly, but there was no actual pursuit, since they apparently don't care about homeless people like us — but if they accidentally stumble upon us or we stumble upon them, they would hurt us and worse. All in all, a great dream, too bad I don't remember the details.

but those were no longer HeroesWorld folks, but friends from school and university.

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What’s up with that? I thought you were a superhero in my dreams?

No, that's what an ordinary hero thought.

I had a dream that I was in some kind of research complex, running away from crazy scientists. I remember being chased by a female scientist, and I shot her three times, and she died. Then there was another shootout, and I shot a guy in the head, but he turned out to be a cyborg. Headshots didn't affect him; only a bullet made of some kind of alloy, maybe silver, would work.

I dreamt that I built the world's first flying machine. It looked like Saint George from "Dragon Hunters" (which, in turn, borrows heavily from Da Vinci's helicopter), but its propeller was in the front, not on top – like on World War II fighters. My brother and I flew in South America, around numerous coastal islands, often landing on them and exploring. Many of the islands were completely bare, with only some vegetation, while others had dwellings, people, and all sorts of interesting things in a medieval setting. The feeling of flying and exploring was simply amazing.

I often have a recurring dream where random characters, which I blatantly plagiarized from other works, play an active role in the plot of my comic. Every time, I wake up in a cold sweat.
Perhaps this is related to the fact that I seriously considered the idea of creating a small fan comic about Sailor Moon for a while, with the goal of fixing some things that annoy me in the original in the most consistent way possible. I eventually abandoned the idea, but the feeling lingered.

a fan comic about the Sailors, aiming to fix some things in the original that I find annoying in a way that is as consistent as possible.

So, would the comic be original content?

Nonsense and shoddy work that can only be produced when you're bored >_>
Actually, what I'm doing now isn't much better, but at least I pretend that I came up with it all myself.

In the first part of today’s dream, I had to help some underground organization of scientists who were hiding in the subway from some evil ruler of an obscure country. In the second part, this ruler was overthrown, and I took his place. I was about to start rebuilding this unknown country, but my dim-witted advisors, who bothered me with meaningless questions, and foreign ambassadors, who constantly tried to threaten me, distracted me from important state affairs. I got angry and was about to fire or execute them all, but I woke up. Another attempt to build a dream state failed.

Another attempt to build an ideal state has failed.

An Orthodox theocratic monarchy?