Slept for twelve needed hours last night. Weeks-long dreams included:
- The posts on my facebook wall convergining into a honeycomb-like set of eggs
- Watching some episode of
Frasier where he and Niles have some sort of song-off filled with witty insults that I found hilarious at the time, woke up, remembered, still thought was funny, fell back asleep, can't remember now.
- Finding "my sister's" derringer-sized modern pistol in the basement late at night and accidentally blowing a hole in the TV and wall with it as it goes off on its own
- Wall-bullet nicking a water pipe which causes the wall to swell up and burst, leaving a large gap with the pipes visible
- Having a relationship-destroying argument with my mother AND sister over this, that I was very relieved didn't happen in real life after all these dreams were over.
- Things spontaneously bursting into flames around our house, supposedly because of dry weather and static electricity
- My dad and I using spackle to fix the hole in the wall
- Having the same birthday party I had a few weeks ago again, only in my basement this time. The tv still worked, there was just a very obvious bullet hole in the screen whenever anything bright enough was behind it, which made people laugh
- A team of bizarre, brightly color-coded anime-like teens with super powers terrorizing my street and the ones around it for several nights if not longer
- Having another huge argument with my mom and noticing more things bursting into flame nearby, specifically as I yelled, leading me to suspect that this was actually the result of some sort of psychokinetic power I'd developed, triggered by bursts of anger.
- I focus on one of the walls which is now on fire and focus on some of my most happy and innocent memories. The flames get smaller and flicker out.
- I do this to the rest of the flames as my mom continues to scream at me for some reason. This makes it harder. Any time I stop focusing on the happy things, the flames get bigger again.
- I then run out the door, up the street, knowing I now can face the teen of super-powered villains
- I see them running from me, down an alley which leads onto the next street over. I turn down it. There is a tall, thin British-looking man in a black suit with gray stripes and sunglasses(despite it being night-time) standing at the end of the alley. I think he was smoking a cigarrette. No sign of the teenagers.
- I run down the alley toward the man, he steps aside and waves his arm forward in a bullfighter-like gesture, the teens run out from around him to face me.
- We start to fight, one at a time. There is a guy in a blue suit(most of the suits seem to be different coloured versions of
this armour from Mass Effect) with some sort of water-based powers who starts to attack me. I grab his head and, already angry at him, burn him. He jumps back yelling, a black handprint on his head and (honestly) steam shooting everywhere.
- The next is a girl in a red suit with red hair who has some sort of Poison Ivy-like power set. I can see red clouds of pheremones and supposedly poison emanating from her. We glare at each other and I know what's going to happen: a la Ivy, she walks up to me and kisses me. Right as she does, I burn her. She shrieks and falls backwards, (again, I am serious this happened), her mouth with this big scorched ring around it. All the poisons and pheremones disappear.
- Next a girl in a brown suit with black hair tries to talk me into joining them, which I refuse, and we fight with parts of her suit turning into black whips which strike at me, but I burn all of them and they recoil. Then her, the tall, thin man and a guy in an orange suit all at once decide I've "done well" and we should be friends, and we all embrace in a big circle and start dancing around. At this point I am now completely naked and painted seafoam green like the Incredible Hulk, and we have a laugh about this, but it didn't seem like a big problem or anything.
- The next day starts this weird thing where every time my dad and I aren't paying attention, a slightly strange-looking wild horse shows up on our porch and just stands there. Each time this happens, my dad tames it, sometimes while it flails around and barks like a dog, and leads it up through the house to the roof, where we've got a set of stables. This has apparently been going on for a while and we still don't know where they're coming from. One time we come down from the roof and there's already another one waiting for us.
- A girl I dated and dumped a couple years ago now lives nextdoor. I climb on to her porch to say hello. She says "I want you" and we make out, but I have to take off for some reason.
- I run into Mike Myers, who I'm old friends with, and hang out as his house with his kids who are my age in this elaborate kids room with multi-tier bunkbeds. We watch various movies and start to talk about M. Night Shyamalan, who he pronounces as "Muh-night Shomaman". He says Night's new film, which wasn't publicized at all since the last three were disasters, was absolutely amazing and he shows me clips from it. It's a CGI film involving a
9-like scenario with advanced ants as the protagonists instead of small robots. I vividly remember a lot more of it including the villains and the title, but it looks so amazing that in real life I kind of want to write a story about it.
- The next day we all go to a carnival at my old schoolyard.
There was even more than this but I can't remember it all right now.
