Posts from Dreams. Auto-translated

I had a dream that I was in school and started an airsoft club, and then our class president smashed all the light bulbs and windows in it with pellets. And then I dreamt that I was sitting in an office and, as a dare, I ate a couple of spoonfuls of rice mixed with Carolina Reaper peppers, adding wasabi and drinking it down with cinnamon tea. Everyone was horrified, but I didn't even flinch. But in real life, I'd probably end up with a bleeding hemorrhoid.

I had a dream that I was playing some new World of Warcraft with Lokken, probably the second one. It turned out that Lokken was a former paratrooper, and he was showing me some army photos. In Warcraft, Sylvanas had returned, and everything seemed to be rearranged; I couldn't even tell where the game was and where reality was.

"I had a dream."

and could they actually play some MMO and create their own clan?

In my dream, I was playing the role of a minion for an unnamed main villain from some unknown work of fiction. And I had to deliver something to him, something I had cunningly obtained through tricks and mischief from the main heroes. I was holding the item in my hand. With difficulty, I found the right house, radiating malice, among an entire block of prefabricated buildings, covered with corrugated metal on top, like barbed wire. The house's door was round and covered with a lava pattern, which made it stand out from the others. I opened it. Inside, there were some people, and they seemed to be drinking green wine. I had a small glass of tears in my hand. I was afraid that there wouldn't be enough tears, but I still offered them to try, and poured some: surprisingly, no matter how much I poured, as soon as I set the glass upright, it would fill itself up to the brim. I took a sip too, and in that taste, as much as it could convey, I felt the bitterness of the whole world, of all the people in it. Characters from Dungeon Meshi entered. I'm not sure if Chilchuck was there, and I don't even remember if I thought about him (even though I like him, he's still a happy-go-lucky guy and wouldn't fit well into the scene). But Falin was there, and even two Marcilles, one of them was pregnant (my brain!). I poured them some tears, and they gave me an expensive dwarven liqueur, with an emerald-green carved bottle, and it was quite sweet. The liqueur's label was concise, like some Articles on Wikipedia (it seemed that it even said so, instead of the manufacturer and everything else). I asked them: "Isn't Layos with you?" "No!" they answered in unison. "What about Senshi?" - for some reason, it took a second in my dream to remember the dwarf's name. "No!" the same answer. I was afraid of something bad and quickly asked another question: "But are they okay?" "Yes!" the girls' voices answered cheerfully in unison, and I felt a little better...

. I had a hard time finding the right house, one that radiated malice, among an entire block of panel buildings, covered with corrugated metal on top, as if with barbed wire. The house's door – round and covered with a lava pattern – stood out from the others here. I open it.

Inside, some people are sitting, and they seem to be drinking green wine. I have a glass of tears in my hand. I'm afraid that there won't be enough tears, but I still offer them to try, and pour some: surprisingly, no matter how much I pour, as soon as I set my glass upright, it fills itself right up to the brim. I also took a sip – and in this taste, as much as it could convey, I felt the bitterness of the whole world, of all the people in it.

So deep CIS vibe.

I had a dream that I was riding in a trailer and kept hitting my head on the ceiling. Some little woman started nagging me, saying, “Sir, couldn’t you stop growing?” I woke up.

Here's a nasty creature that ruined my dream.

Loken, it seems like you don't like girls at all.

He probably read "babka" instead of "baba".

^ Exactly. Perhaps the post was edited later to portray me in a negative light.

I dreamt that I bought a lion and it lived in my apartment. It was one of those dreams where I create problems for myself.

Then there was another dream where one of the terrorists asked me to help with preparing for an explosion. Or I even took the initiative myself, not understanding what was going on. Later, when I realized, I smashed their CD and vinyl record, which they were using, and distanced myself from them.

Yesterday, I dreamt of another cool game that I couldn't quite remember because I woke up suddenly. I think I was playing it, and at the same time, I was thinking that I should remember it because the idea was really great. I only remember that the screen/map was divided into four parts (maybe for 4 players), and they were all built up, like in some kind of factory or old strategy games with worse visuals. And there was also a reddish background, as if it was happening on Mars or something. It's interesting what the point was, because I definitely liked it.

And today, I dreamt that somewhere near us, they were making sausages out of dogs and even raising them specifically for that purpose, which, of course, made me feel unpleasant. It's a strange dream, because I don't live in Korea.

By the way, I have an uncle who served in the Airborne Forces. He's 2 meters tall, just like Locken. And he's just as bald.

Did you dream about him?