Figured you guys would want to hear about this. SUPER nerdy at parts, you’ll love it. I had a couple awesome dreams last night. The second one was BADASS.
The first one was at my apartment to start. A few friends and I were walking towards my apartment unit but instead of walking to my door we went up the stairs. We kept going up the spiral of stairs for what seemed like 20 minutes. Once we got to the top there was a turret with a 360° viewing angle. One of the people that I went up the stairs with climbed out of a window and said to me, “you’re up next dude.” And with that, he swung out the over the ledge.
Next thing I knew I was outside of the window, clutching the end points of a ladder with my feet nervously setting on one of the rungs. I looked down and felt the ladder slowly start to drift away from the wall of the tower. The ground began to rush faster and faster into view, zooming in like a location on Google Maps. After twenty seconds or so, my ladder crashed into the wall again, having turned 180°, the top now down at the bottom and what used to be the bottom was hinged in the middle of the tower.
At this point I can’t remember what happened afterwards for this dream.
For dream number two, I was fighting against something, a humanoid with a huge cudgel of some sort. I had tried to fight this thing before but had failed. Oh yeah, one more thing: I was in a video game.
In the dream I remember thinking back to the last time I fought this creature. Remembered all its moves, its tendencies, its tells. I was stronger now, and had more skills available to me. I knew I needed to fight this thing from afar, so I clutched my katana close to me face, holding it perpendicular to the ground and began gathering my energy. I then repeatedly jabbed my blade down to the ground in the direction of my foe, over and over again blasting out radiant yellow light. Beams the size of tree trunks hurled forward, striking their target and knocking it back. I was winning.
After doing this and spending most of my mana, I ceased fire and checked for my adversary’s health bar, having enabled them before the battle. Nearly three-quarters down. It was time for the final blow.
I began sprinting forward, seeing a mana pool about twenty-five yards ahead of me. I gathered the blue liquid as I passed through it and jumped high into the air, readying my special attack. Before I could finish the obligatory gyrations associated with any special move or any other hilarious actions, bullets wizzed by my body as if to warn me an arial assault would not be practical. “Fuck it,” I said. Down I went.
I speared the beast through its nose, instantly ending the battle.
That’s all I remember.