Posts from A small pub near Fludoscarr. Auto-translated

Exz, who was talking about you?)) I meant cases similar to when posts had to be deleted.
P.S. And no one has forbidden fighting with chairs, tables, guitars, etc. :)

Damn! ()_() How did I end up in two at once? Oh my.

Thank goodness, brawls are allowed, otherwise I thought I wouldn't go to the pub anymore. We need beer and entertainment, where are our instigators?

professions are only available for enemy units; our soldiers are multifunctional, but I still prefer to play according to specializations. It's more interesting that way. I once came up with a crazy scheme that completely overwhelmed the AI, causing it to start acting stupid. For example, a warrior in flying armor, equipped only with explosives) a bomber of sorts ;D
or one that fires two стан-launchers with both hands in one turn)
and so on.
For example, Kryssalids can't do anything to me if I just fly up one cell. They are not trained to jump)

I found some Elerium, built some bases, and Ar is annihilating everyone with his BFG. In general, all that's left is to build an Avenger and fly it to Cygnus...
...and then start working on the second UFO:)

P.S. Oh well, anyway, a mixture of alcohol and stomach acid is much worse than spilling beer on your pants.

P.P.S. We don't hit people anymore; we don't know how to do it politely.

P.P.P.P.S.
Hmm. I've been wanting to tell you about a recent dream. So, I was walking with someone, probably a former classmate, along an alley between buildings. The windows were painted with nauseatingly ugly paint.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a policeman materialized out of thin air and started demanding that we give him our fingerprints, take us to the station, and accuse us of "loitering"...
I turned around, and there was another one on the other side of the narrow street.
The first cop started taking my companion's fingerprints when suddenly a scream rang out, people started running through the alley, and we all hurried there.
There was a small group of people, two of them were "fighting," and the rest were listlessly wandering back and forth and talking.
I remember talking to a few of them, and then we all dispersed in a crowd along the street. I was even glad that I had cleverly gotten rid of the annoying law enforcement officer, and he wouldn't get my fingerprints now.
The whole dream was in some pale, dull, reddish-yellow-brown tones and reminded me of either a gray autumn or the absurdity of existence.
To be honest, I sometimes have the strangest dreams, but I've never had a dream that was so depressing and made me feel so bored and sleepy.

Please, don't mention alcohol right now. It's a very inappropriate time. And secondly, I'm not just capable of spilling beer on my pants.

Exz, what are you implying?)))) Today, I had an interesting dream, but I don't remember it very well... In short, the entire forum (or at least part of it) lives in one house... The house is large (about 10 floors, maybe more). I don't remember how many entrances there are (maybe 3)... but the apartments don't look like ordinary ones, because their structure is different from ordinary ones, they are also large, well-furnished, and, most interestingly, some of the apartments are connected (those that are next to each other), but there also seem to be common corridors on some floors... It's a very strange house. By the way, not only people from the forum lived there, but also people from real life... It all started with my brother and me arriving (I don't know from where) at our apartment in this house... Then a guy came in (an acquaintance from real life), chatted with my brother, and left (maybe with my brother)... Then people from the forum started arriving. First, one person came, and my brother and I wanted to go to another (or others, because we wanted to visit several), to invite him (them) to go for a walk with us... But then more people came (also from the forum), we talked about something... After that, they left... Then I don't remember much, except that my brother and I were walking through the corridors and entrances of this house, talking... (we were going to those we had planned to visit, but the way seemed long)... Then I don't remember anything at all, and then I woke up... I had to go to school... That's it... When everything calmed down, I went back to sleep, and the dream continued... Again, this house, but the people in it are no longer familiar, but they are my friends there (and we are already something like a dormitory, a clan, a cult... I don't know), and people from another similar community came to us... Everyone started running, fighting, and then the police seemed to arrive... But I definitely remember running with someone, and in the end, we ran out of this entrance... P.S. Another crazy dream... At least there were no games in it... Because often I dream that the dream starts like a game, and then it becomes real... P.P.S. Maybe this is how I imagine the forum? Or rather, I have such an idea somewhere deep in my head, in my subconscious, because I wouldn't have even imagined it like this... P.P.P.S. Maybe later I'll replace the words "PERSON" and "PEOPLE" with nicknames... P.P.P.P.S. I only remember the faces of those I saw... As for the others... they were more like images, because when I see a nickname, I immediately have an avatar in my head

I'm back! I swear by the Emperor, Cthulhu, and Chuck Norris, if those installers get drunk again, I'm buying an AK-47 (an M14 just isn't the same) and going to my internet provider's office! By the way, what happened while I was gone?

A post in the style of Arandor – incoherent, incomprehensible, vague, confusing, and it’s unclear who the characters are... In the best traditions, in one word...

well, that's just how it's designed)))

but honestly, it rarely happens that I fully remember a dream... usually, it's just in fragments)
I have vague memories, but I can't recreate them...

P.S. although some dreams are remembered well, at least the main part... maybe it depends on the dream... if it's important (to me), interesting, etc., then it's okay... but if not, then...
P.P.S. and in general, dreams are often nonsensical...

Well, here I am again, and the tavern is empty. What kind of people are these? You come here, and there's no one to talk to. I read Arandor, and I just feel a general sense of unease, with a slight touch of depression.

Ar is simply a tragic figure. He is used to creating in a gloomy, psychedelic style.
It's like a "build your own cult" version of "Dom-2" [a Russian reality TV show].

...almost all my dreams are strange, and often real places (houses, etc.) change; that is, part of it is normal, and the other part is bizarre... it's like my house, but if you turn a corner, then who knows what they've built there)) or the landscape is just different...
and also, the perspective often changes... sometimes you're looking from the side, sometimes from your own eyes... and sometimes it's like a half-game)

P.S. and I'm not even talking about the plots)))

P.P.S. although sometimes they can be interesting).

yeah, I had a dream that I was studying at some strange school, and then zombies attacked my town, and I even killed one – I sneaked up and broke its neck.
and after some time, there was a continuation – I was walking to a familiar person's house, which had a strange structure, and then I went outside and saw two people beating other zombies in the light of a street lamp...
here it is, the harmful influence on the brain:-(

Speaking of dreams, I have a similar experience to Ara=)
By the way... Has anyone ever had the experience of being in a dream and suddenly realizing that it is a dream?

When I was sick, I kept dreaming about a meat grinder, almost every day. Pieces of meat, entrails, blood... brrr... It's probably stress and the consequences of a severe emotional trauma caused by the injustice of society, a society that has become detached from the higher, benevolent principle. Or maybe I just don't know. Sometimes I have such wonderful, fairytale-like dreams that I could just keep sleeping and sleeping...

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Yes, I've had that happen. It was a frequent theme, actually. For example, I'm falling down and plummeting (I'm afraid of heights in real life), and I'm flying faster and faster, tears welling up in my eyes, but I think to myself, "This is just a dream, I'll reach the ground and wake up in another world, in reality..." There were also dreams like in *Heroes of Might and Magic*, where someone is attacking, and there are zombies, and everyone is shooting at each other, maybe some monsters, and then I realize that when I wake up, it will all be over. Strange, scary, and incomprehensible dreams. And in some of them, when I realized it was a dream, I could take control of it, and I don't understand this phenomenon at all. Then I could buy something for myself, taking money out of thin air, take revenge on someone, become big or small. Dreams are a strange thing; you can't figure them out without a drink.