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I was with a small band of military soldiers and we were preparing for the aliens to arrive to attack our position. :oops:

Based on our location it was somewhere outside the university I believe.

One of the soldiers drove a bus and parked it in a position to give us cover.

I don't remember what went on during the battle but we all died. We didn't seem to put up much of a fight. o_O

However, a machine AI revived me??

The machine construct didn't seem to exist in this world as it didn't have a physical manifestation as if it was acting outside reality?

Like I have no idea where this machine AI came from and what it looks like. o_O

It only revived me for some reason everyone else laid dead on the small hill we died on.

Honestly I rather still be dead. :cautious:

I mean, everyone else is dead and the aliens were here so what is the point? I'll probably just die again... You can't beat an unstoppable opponent..

In another dream I was fighting Alateron with a long sword... I never actually fought him but only saw my squire boy fighting him in real life.

Like he is a good designed fight over all but there is a couple of flaws with the fight.

One is mobility power creep like most monsters in Iceborne suffer from and second is his super nova which I find is really cheesy and they really need to rebalance that since it is overtuned. Oh, I guess two moves where one turns his whole body into a hit box and the other is a true combo that instant kills you.

You can see some of the reasons why I kinda retired from Monster Hunter. :confused:

It stopped being about fun and testing your ability in a way and more focused on making everything challenging and tedious. :cautious:

Not to mention the game focuses a little too much on artificial grind like lots of randomness. The equipment jewel system is an example. Spending 1000 hours for one gem when you need three is absurd. God Eater is much easier to find desired abilities with abandoned God Arcs in comparison. Not to mention the mission tells you what the chances are of a reward as well. Lastly fights in God Eater last a reasonable amount of time and aren't a 20-30 minute chore. I could go on... I respect my squire boy's opinions of Monster Hunter but Monster Hunter isn't for me game design wise. It is not like I hate Monster Hunter. I like the graphics, the weapons and armor, and the environments and such.

Anyways, the last dream I can remember was a drawing of me and the hut but focusing on me and the dragon queen.

It was incomplete but it was pretty much 90% complete... so it was almost complete? o_O

The drawing was of much higher quality than my normal drawings as if I took delicate time with this piece.

In the drawing the dragon queen and me had a family? :oops:

It was a very happy drawing. :giggle:

lol

I remember the Garnidelia song 'Tougen Renka' playing in the dream as well.

It was near the end of the song and I heard either this part of the song or this other part of the song:

"Like flowers, I bloom then wither
my heart trembles with love
the only thing I want
that's your 'I love you'
let's sing until we see the end"

or

"Like flowers, I bloom then wither
my heart trembles with love
the only thing I want
that's your 'I love you'
let's sing until we see the end
with our eternal vow 'wo ai ni'"

...

I am the dragon queen's faithful and loyal samurai after all. :LOL:

It's always about flowers and passion for some reason. :oops:

Reminds me of a certain red flower...

Anyways, that was all I could remember for tonight. :)

heh heh heh :giggle:

edit- I didn't realize we finally reach 100 pages! Yay! :giggle:

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Two nights ago, I think I had two separate dreams.

The only thing I remember from the first part is that I had a bad cough, sinus headache, and fever. I thought these were COVID-19 symptoms, but I couldn't get tested because the governor shut down the testing sites. (As far as I know, many testing sites are being shut down IRL because a hurricane is coming. I woke up with a cough and a headache, but I think that was because I'm allergic to my parents' dog and she's been sleeping in my bed.)

The second thing I remember is being in my anatomy & physiology class from high school. Class was dismissed, and I somehow ended up in my house when I exited the room. In this dream, however, the house was a mansion. I was on the second floor, and there was a narrow catwalk above the first floor. I was afraid of heights, so I crawled on the floor to give my body the most stability. One girl from my class was trying to get me to back off the catwalk, but I was too afraid to move. When I moved, I slipped through the railing and fell onto the first floor. Then I went for a run in the neighborhood, but I don't remember much else.

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Last night, I dreamed that I was running late for a therapy appointment. I thought the appointment was at 6 PM, but it was actually at 4:30 PM, and the clock in the dining room said that it was 4:15 PM. I thought about texting my therapist and telling her that I might be late, but I decided that texting her would waste precious time and I'd simply explain myself when I arrived. I ran to my car, which was already running, and I saw my father sitting in the driver's seat. The clock in the car said that it was only 1:15 PM, and I asked my father if it was accurate. He said that it was, but I still had to go to a horseback riding camp for 1:30. Since I didn't know where it was, he drove me there.

The road looked an awful lot like one of the roads by my grandfather's house, but there were 5 different lanes at the intersection where that road met the highway. I remember that there were two right turn lanes (which seemed bizarre to me), and my dad took one of them.

When we got to the camp, I saw one of my poetry workshop classmates putting on a pair of boots. I walked up to her, and she casually said something about being bummed that she couldn't get an abortion (which surprised me because she's very religious). A few other poetry classmates arrived in English equestrian outfits, including my friend/former crush and the mean girl. (I was wearing jodhpurs, but I think I was also wearing one of my teal and black blouses.) The mean girl walked up to a table with a bunch of cats on it, and we all followed her. The cats moved away from the mean girl and gathered by my friend. One of the cats turned around and tried to spray my friend, getting a little bit of urine her arm. The mean girl reacted with disgust, but my friend didn't seem bothered by it. She smiled slightly and said, "[The cat] thinks I belong to her."

The professor of the Fall 2019 advanced poetry workshop called us all over, and most of the class followed him. I stayed back to put on my gloves, and my friend stayed with me. We exchanged a few friendly words, but I don't remember what they were. Once I donned my gloves and was ready to go, my friend picked up two other black gloves that were lying around and started to walk towards the professor. I followed her.

I don't remember anything remotely related to the camp after that.

The next thing I remember is being in the master bathroom of my parents' house with my friend and our professor. I took off my jodhpurs in front of them, and my friend and the professor concernedly told me that my legs were covered in abscesses, though I couldn't see my legs. The professor gave me some sort of ointment for the infection and told me to apply it after I took a bath.

Then I was in some kind of restaurant with some of the classmates (I particularly remember the "abortion" one). I decided to go off to the bathroom to change my clothes, but I didn't know where it was, so I followed a little boy and his mother who were supposedly going there. When I reached the restrooms, I realized that there was only a men's room and a room for men and women. So, I went into the room for men and women. My friend was there and had already changed into athletic clothes. We briefly talked while I changed inside a stall (she was outside), but I don't remember what we talked about. I remember laughing a few times, though. Once she left, I decided to use the bathroom, but a child kept staring at me through the cracks in the stall door. I told the child that she was being very rude and should leave me alone if she knows what's good for her. The child left, and I left shortly afterwards.

The building turned dark when I exited the restroom, and my professor was waiting for me outside. He was the only thing I could see because there was a small light over him. It started raining inside the building, and the professor asked me if I had used the ointment yet. I lied and told him that I had. He then gave me a bunch of tiny yellow-and-red striped umbrellas (small enough to be accessories for dolls). I thanked him, and that's all I remember.
 
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I had a fairly long dream last night.

The first thing I remember is saddling a brown bear. I also put some blinkers on its face (which looked more like swimming goggles than horse blinkers), and then I led it to a horse racing track and mounted. I rode the bear in a race against horses. I don't remember any actual outcomes of the race, but I remember starting off going counterclockwise and turning around and finishing the track clockwise. (Counterclockwise is common in USA horse racing, but many of the big European races I've watched have gone clockwise.)

The next thing I remember is that I was at one of the stables I used to ride horses at when I was younger. My mom and I used to care for the horses there on weekend mornings, and that's what we were doing in the dream. I was in one of the sandy paddocks without any horses in it, but my feet kept sinking in the sand. My mom called for me from the nearest barn, but I couldn't move. Her tone got angrier, and I struggled harder to reach her but made no headway.

I went up to one of the barns closer to the main driveway, and I saw the barn owner there. She told me to put a grain bucket "by [one of the horses'] bed." There was no bed in the stall, so I set the bucket down by a heap of sawdust. I guess that was the right place. The owner then told me that my favorite horse at the barn wanted to see me, and I got excited. The horse in the nearest paddock came up to me, and her physique looked exactly like the physique of my favorite horse, but she was flea-bitten gray instead of flaxen chestnut (real picture of the horse). I petted her for a little bit, and that was really nice.

The last thing I remember is staying at a modern resort with my father and my brother. There was an exotic reptile convention going on, and I saw a lot of familiar reptile YouTubers. The rooms were only divided from each other by a half-wall, so there was no privacy between rooms, and we were supposed to stay in a room adjacent to a room occupied by a bunch of loud and obnoxious convention-goers. My father and brother expected me to do many things that I didn't know how to do or wasn't aware of (like redeeming vouchers, extending the reservation, etc.). They seemed shocked and disappointed when they found out that I hadn't those things automatically, and they seemed frustrated when I asked them how I was supposed to know to do those things. Then a church service was held in the lobby before the reptile convention officially started, but I remember little of it.
 
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Had another weird and long dream.

The first thing I remember is being at my middle school for some sort of commencement ceremony. My entire 8th grade class was there, but I think we were all adults. (The ones I had seen since my middle school days all appeared the way they did in college, but the ones I hadn't seen just looked like bigger versions of their middle school selves.) This version of the school, however, had a massive auditorium in the back, and that's where we were. I remember taking a seat by myself in the very back of the auditorium, and one of my guy friends from middle school sat next to me. (I've explained the story about him before, but I told my friends that I had a crush on him when they wouldn't stop pestering me about who I liked, and they blew the situation way out of proportion and harassed us both for a year and a half. Instead of trying to shut it down, I continued to play into the situation until I finally had a breakdown when I realized how much pointless damage I'd caused both of us.)

Anyway, he talked to me a bit. I remember that the conversation was rather one-sided; he'd say something to me or tell a joke, and I'd usually just quietly chuckle or respond. I didn't ask him anything or take a ton of interest in his life, but I was happy to be with him. I think he said something like, "I like you more when you're yourself." I chuckled quietly again.

When we were dismissed, he said, "We'll reconnect one day. I'll be happy to speak to you again like we did in the past."

I then smiled and said, "I'd hurt myself just to redo the past." (Or something like that; I distinctly remember saying "I'd hurt myself" to do something about the past, but I don't remember exactly how I worded it. It wasn't my usual way of speaking.) One of his friends (who I'd seen at my university) was standing behind him when I said that, and he looked appalled. We then said goodbye and parted ways.

Dismissal was convoluted. We were all escorted to the breezeway between the cafeteria, locker rooms, music room, and one of the classroom buildings. My middle school friends were all crying and hugging each other, but I merely said hi to them when I approached them. Most of them seemed unhappy to see me, especially the ones I wasn't afraid to see.

After that, I went to the bus loop, and my aunt (on my dad's side) was recklessly driving a white Tesla around the loop. She abruptly braked before the crosswalk and told me to get inside, so I got inside. She did a couple more erratic laps around the bus loop before speeding off school grounds. She told me that my grandparents were sick, and they were all being cared for by my family in Seattle. (IRL, my maternal grandfather died before I was born, both of my grandmothers died within the last 5 years, and my paternal grandfather is alive and seems to be healthy. My paternal grandfather and both grandmothers were alive in this dream.)

My family members from Seattle were in my grandfather's house, tending to everybody there. There was also a horse outside (the same horse from the last dream, but she looked like her real self in the dream, not gray). I mounted the horse and rode bareback, but the surroundings changed to look like the inside of my parents' house. I remember being afraid that the horse would lose her footing on the hardwood, but she still trotted and cantered over the surface. She even jumped over some piles of clothes that I folded yesterday. Even though it was difficult to stay on, I thoroughly enjoyed this part of the dream.

That last part of the dream made me realize how much I miss riding bareback. I mean, I miss horseback riding in general, but bareback riding was my favorite. Communication with the horse felt so much more direct and intimate, and I kind of liked the vulnerability of the experience.
 
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This dream was about a mother raising her baby son? :oops:

However, as she was raising her son in that moment she could see the end.

The home would be in ruin and decay and she would also no longer be here as well.

Then her son would return with a woman back to the same house in ruin and decay.

Memories would return to the son where the home would appear as it were in the place where it wasn't in ruin and decay.

He would also see his mother raising him in the home too when he was still young.

Then it would all come back and the house was back in ruin and decay.

The son and the woman would eventually leave this place behind while they get back to their own life.

It was a sad dream. :cry:

Life, then death, then life beyond death, there is death once again, and then a different kind of life and repeat...

There is elements of the past and present and the future.

It was kinda weird. o_O

When the mother was seeing the future it was the present, but when her son appeared he was both the future and the present while looking back into the past. The perspective also shifted from the mother to the son once that happened and the mother looking into the future was no longer the present. When the son left the future outlook never returned back to the mother which would you assume it would since she was the present looking into the future. Yeah, that sounded confusing huh? o_O

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Am I actually a Deathsinger? :oops:

Ironically I keep singing the song of death. The Deathsong.

I'm kidding, but in Deathsinger that truth would turn a Singer in life, now Deathsinger, finally insane.

Why was their world over and ending? So that another one could take place but with different rules and choices this time. It would always lead to that result over and over again. There would never be peace but dreams to a sleeping goddess (yes, the enemies drop dream pieces and fragments).

So once you got closer and closer to the pale moon which made its effects stronger and more potent... It finally drives the Deathsinger in you completely crazed and insane. Learning both that endless hellish cycle... and something beyond that truth made her frenzied. What was beyond the truth? Oblivion? Nothing mattered? No one really knows.

She accepted her role in life and only at the end as a Deathsinger to utterly obliterate the living and the dead.

Once your protector, guide, and friend on your journey is now against you as the last Deathsinger at the end of the world after the Queens of the Apocalypse. Ironically you use the same weapon against her. The Deathsong.

Ironically no matter the choice in the end it does repeat itself once you move on. Likely a couple of times if you're going for the different ends and secrets.

I don't think people will realize you can actually walk through the mirror at the very end into Shangri La... They would definitely see the button prompt to seal the pale moon though. :LOL:

Anyways, the last dream was me and my mother were outside in the evening cleaning around the backyard and garage.

However, we heard a noise and we weren't sure what it was or where it came from. o_O

It turns out it was from a drunk man approaching the hut. :oops:

We tried to shoo him away from a distance but he kept intruding onto our property. By the looks of it he was heavily intoxicated.

For some reason the door to the hut was wide open. We must've forgotten to close it as we were cleaning outside. o_O

The man was about to enter the hut and that was when I charged at him to protect everyone else inside the hut.

I stopped my charge as he changed course to now approach me.

Me and my mother backed up to the fence. However, at some point we were cornered and that was when I had to fight the drunk man.

I had no choice but to approach the man and to tell him to back off. I didn't want to attack the man first because of self defense. The man did initiate and lunged at me.

He grabbed onto my shirt as most brawls and inexperienced fighters would do. The way they fight is to obviously cave your head in which is really predictable and easily countered.

My right hand was on his left hand grappling my shirt. He threw a punch with his right hand towards my head and of course my left arm stopped the attack as I intercepted it. The attack slammed into my forearm and slid off.

He threw another right punch but I placed my left arm over head to stop it and then I returned a punch at his head which disoriented him.

It was a matter of deflection and parrying the attack then returning an attack of my own before I was eventually free from his grapple. With another parry I threw two rapid power blows to his head which loosened his grip on my shirt which allowed me to twist and pinch his left hand off of me as he stumbled backwards from the recoil.

At this point I could follow up since I still gripped his left wrist as I broke from him. I could drag him back from the disengage where I would return the favor and cave his head in. I proceeded with the disengage and let go of his left wrist as he fell over.

I wished I had sword in hand. I am much better with a sword than with my hands. Plus we could've avoided this with a sword since well, a drunk person clearly knows what a sword does... Hell, maybe even a gun in my hands.

Me and my mother quickly returned back inside and closed the door.

Seriously what is wrong with you people? :cautious:

Just leave the hut alone in peace please.

Um. Where was my squire boy to help out??? Were you just watching the entire time man? o_O

But at the very least we are safe and I am glad.

That was all I could remember for tonight. :)

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My memory of last night's dream is a bit spotty.

The first thing I remember is having lunch with my close friend, but we were waiting in a queue outside the restaurant because it was supposedly full. When we got to the front, a waitress led us to a booth inside, but we saw that the restaurant was nearly empty. I remember ordering tea, but I don't remember ordering or eating any food.

Then my close friend and I went outside and played a board game with a few of my minor friends from college (classmates who I was friendly with, but we didn't hang out outside of class or anything). The board game had some cards, and I remember that I had an opportunity to give a player some of my cards, and some sort of advantage came with those cards. I gave them to a girl from my most recent fiction writing workshop class (she was in one of my other dreams here; she's the one who has a lot in common with the friend I had a crush on). I received some kind of task from another player, either my close friend or a minor friend from a literature class, but I don't remember what it was.

Later on, I was walking a dog down a street that was supposedly in my college town. (He was a big dog but had the same name as the miniature schnauzer I had when I was younger... I think he was a Doberman.) I saw some friends from middle school along the way, and they wished me happy birthday but gave presents to the dog. The presents were dog treats anyway, so he just ate them. The dog led me through a wooded area and then a nearly-abandoned shopping mall. I saw some of my old bosses from work in the mall, and they asked me how I was doing. I don't remember how I responded, just that I allowed the dog to lead me away from them after I gave short responses.

I don't remember exactly when this was (but I'm pretty sure it was while I had the dog... I think it was when I was leaving the woods), but I saw my friend/former crush. We briefly talked, and I remember her telling me that she had a lot of work to do, and I shouldn't worry if she doesn't make it to class today.

The dog left sometime after I exited the mall, and I went to class in one of the classrooms from my middle school. My most recent poetry workshop professor was there, but most of the students who were already in the class were fiction workshop classmates, including two of the minor friends I played with earlier. One of them asked me if I had completed my task [from the board game] yet. I told her that I had completely forgotten about it, but the card with the task on it appeared in my left hand when I told her. I turned a desk backwards and waited for my friend/former crush to show up, but she didn't come. The dream ended as the professor walked to the front of the classroom to start the class.
 
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