So I woke up a few hours ago, and I was having an awesome dream. I dreamt I was like an anthro dragon with wings coming out at about where my shoulders were, but I’m not sure if I had a tail or anything. I was in an underground place with walls of concrete and it was kinda oval shaped with about 12 ft. of water or so at the bottom, and two large concrete pillars. There were two other dragons there, one about my age, and the other quite older. The older dragon and I both looked like the dark dragon on American Dragon Jake Long (I used to watch that show), and the other one looked like an Australian dragon I think. I’m not exactly sure if that’s what I looked like though since I only saw in the first person view. The older dragon I think, was teaching or training us on flying and other dragons powers. So I learned I could fly (I was better than the other guy, who could barely get off the ground), and breathe fire. At first I tried flapping my arms, but since that didn’t work well, I crossed my arms and only used my wings. The older dragon said to try harder so I flew faster around the area and tried to fly level, but I failed and crashed into the water. Then I woke up.
It was so awesome though, I wanna be a dragon. QAQ

Ok, so first, my brother and I were in a school being all up in a halo style game thing or somethin’, So we’re shooting bad aliens and stuff through the halls, and I spot one of them holding a cool dual laser thing that’s like as big as a mini gun, all white with two lasers, one red and one blue. I guess it was some sort of a key, because when I pointed it at certain panels with red or blue shields, certain apertures would open. Anyway, so we keep on going my brother is shooting baddies, and I’m randomly pointing around my laser, when an automatic sliding door opens to reveal a big mall type area where some of my bro’s friends are hangin’ out on some couches. He starts going on about a certain formula, so his friend gives him a calculator, and he calculates this formula 52,000 times. While he’s doing this I hear a weird sound from above (idk what that was about). We then continue to walk outside where people are freaking out, and a man is telling everyone wth cars to evacuate (which makes no sense). So my me and my brother, along with his friends hop into a really nice orange car (like a camaro or something) and floor it, only to be chased by a big group of men on motorcycles. I fall off (somehow) and run towards them, but of course they where too fast since they where in a car. For some reaason I had money in my hands (really huge money) and I dropped a 100 dollar bill, so I tried to run back before anyone else could snatch it, but of course a man and his girlfriend picked it up already. The bill turned out to be a check, so a long argument went on about how he couldn’t even use it and he gave it back on a condition that I cannot remember.

I then found myself in the international district, where two women (one of them my friend Rachael, and the other one was also my friend, but was shorter, although most people are shorter than my friend Rachael) who were walking by and were intrigued by a stand the owners callled either flower wheel or sakura wheel, idk. This stand had many sections like a large bento box filled with Japanese food, such as tempura, sushi, and for some reason lobster. So two ladies get what they want, and I decide I want a snack that I’ll buy with the small amount of money in my wallet. I decide tthat I want one tempura for $1.03, two raw fish sushi roll $0.33 each, and something else. When all of a sudden a third owner (the other two where middle aged japanese women dressed in Kimonos) was a tan man who was probably actually Chinese that wore a fish monger’s outfit, told me that he’d give me a huge deal with LOBSTA!!! So I was like heck yeah! but then the man who walked with me that tried to steal my money told me that there are children watching, and so I figured it was a test to show how not to be a sucker. Suddenly there were tons of children surrounding the stand. The male owner said “see, but I didn’t tell you how much lobster, or at what price. I coud’ve given you a shrimp sized lobster and charged you a fortune.” The mob of kids then preceded to say a collective “ahhhh.” Our attention was directed to a young female wearing glasses, black slacks, and a tucked in shirt, who looked like a tour guide. She Told them about the tortoises who were on their way towards us. “One of them was run over”, a kid shouted, and the teacher/tour guide told the kids about how her parents died in a car crash.

That’s where my dream ended. I really wanted to eat the food at the stand though, it smelled so good. QAQ

buttknight:

there’s this image that keeps showing up in my dreams.

a pair of hands with translucent flesh so you can see through to the bone, but as they move, you can watch it decompose to black fuzz, and bones, like time-lapse.

and it’s accompanies some kind of a beat like a drum.

my head hurts…