I and a group of people were being led around, seemingly for a birthday party or somesuch. We started out in a park, playing a few games, then went to a movie theatre place that was also for gambling and got a mini pizza from there, and then went outside the building and raced in cars.
I was with a person who looked like he'd come from the world of the matrix, and was leading us, a group, to a destination. I ran ahead of the group, whom he had told me to guide, and came up to a building just as he was flashing about it, breaking the windows with two fingers.
We went through a broken window into a stairwell, and began swinging about. There were "Ferrets" there, although they looked more like albino rats. He said that you should not get near them; if you did, they would sense you and then turn you into one of them.
We continued to swing, seemingly with superhuman strength, as several times I thought that I had to hold really tight or I'd fall, and I did so easily.
Finally we reached a room, where pizza was laid out on one rack, food on a table beside it, and a cat on another rack. The guide said something about them being dangerous, and then disappeared. The others started coming in, and I warned them about the food, which they had immediately started to eat.
I realized that I had MechWarrior 5, which I had forgot, and went to play that, which looked more like StarWars : Mechs. I had found a book in some series that I and someone else with me had been discussing, and gave them it.
Someone was showing me bowls that they were considering for Christmas presents, one was green with a very faint blue pattern, the other white with a silverish pattern.
I and Mom were in a car driving next to a McDonald's icecream buss, everyone said that they moved slowly but there was no proof. We somehow ended up on the buss, and then we stopped at the nearby Mcdonald's.
I was sent to ask the cashier for another softserve machine, but before I stepped out the driver asked me "Don't you think this buss is slow?". I said that everyone said it was, but that I saw no proof for it.
Asking the cashier for the machine, she handed me a cup of vanilla and chocolate ice cream, which I took, but then explained myself further. She brought the machine and I put it on the buss, eating my icecream. We had a total of three softserve machines on the buss then.
I was running after a car that other people I knew were in, and as I approached was thankful that they opened the door for me to hop into, which I did and then hastily closed, hoping that we hadn't been seen. Noone else saw any signs of this, and I was relieved.
We rode for a while down a dirt road and were soon surrounded by buildings. As we reached the end of the city, driving past a large building, we turned around, planning to drive out again. However, I got the driver to ask someone at the side of the road if it was safe. He said that it was, and that the large building was the Lion King's home.
My "home" had a stove and, above it, a cupboard. I frequently cleaned out the stove by spraying water on it from an old RealLemon bottle. Paperclips somehow frequently found their way there and I pulled them out.
I wandered around the ground frequently, visiting various places like the art gallery, while the rest of us were getting "jailed" from a distance. They didn't tell me and hid the artifacts of this jailing in their houses.
Finnally one day we got in the old car again and drove to our apartment. After we went in, we locked one of us in a closet against their will and went into a nearby room. We started talking, and they revealed to me the jailings.
After that we were all suddenly scantily clad...
One of us was trying to kill the others, and we were chased throughout the apartment. Finally he ran out of ammunition and we took him back.
It was the day before the day some claimed that all would die; I wasn't sure about the truth of this, and hadn't read enough about it to make a judgment. I was surfing the net and such, and then finally went to bed very early in the morning with the intention of sleeping for a few hours.
Before I went to bed, weird red lights inside my monitor came on, I assumed it was because of radiation. I was scheduled to participate in a racing tournament the next day on the computer.
I went to a Dollar General store where the race was now to be held, entered it, but then had to leave for some reason. Dad stayed there with my score sheet, which had now turned into a pot of nacho dip, and I sat down.
I was living in someone else's house, sleeping in front of my computer. She and her friend slept in her bedroom.
She asked me to get down a sleeping bag, and so I did so. I went to out side the bathroom and climbed a pole. At the top there were about four signs. I threw one to the ground, urging it to copy itself. It read "sleepingbag", or something similar.
I then carried it to the owner of the house, and when I gave it to her it was a sleeping bag. The sleeping bag was evidentially for her friend, who I found out had previously used the name 'Havanah' on Yahoo Instant Messenger.
I and a group of other people were playing a game, kinda like CTF in real life. Our enemy was a group of cats, and they were immediately fatal to us upon contact. However, we had balls that we could throw at them to disable them. The balls felt very heavy.
There was a cat chasing me, and I was very near my goal. I had a ball, and threw it at the cat. I missed, but the ball bounced back near me. I changed course and caught the ball, then threw it again. It hit, and I was free to win the game. We had had to complete an objective for each letter on a keyboard. The keyboard's layout was very weird.
After that, we took our armies and lead an attack in a WC3 RPG. I was an archmage, I believe.
I was on my computer, putting programs on my calculator, changing a hexadecimal number after every few programs I had uploaded. This was evidentially the address they were to be placed at.
I then received an AIM message from a stranger, saying "Evil has returned". I then quickly wondered if they meant the evil hexadecimal number/calculator program.
I was in a fighter or somesuch, flying around somewhere near earth, when I got an emergency recall message. I then proceeded to warp to the far-away place where our main ship was, and, seeing an enemy detaching from the ship, follow it.
Another one of the crew had just arrived at the ship, and the one who had summoned us was watching the controls again, noticing the rouge ship. "She planted a machine gun in our battle room!" she said, then blinked as another blue ship turned up following it.
I knew that I didn't have any long-range weapons that could destroy the ship, so I got as close as I could and released some explosives. Seconds later, both ships blew up. This evidentially caused the machine gun to blow up too.
The other two crew members dashed into the battle room, seeing a message on one of the two screens: "Blah had to blow up in order to assimilate with the computer". I then materialized and proceeded to point out something that we had to remove from the wall, and we started to get a flame thrower ready.
We were sitting in seats lined up in rows, waiting for a show to begin. It was evidentially 'free week' at the building, but this show was always pay, and, thus, they still asked you to give some money. Everyone dug into their pockets and such and got out about $.50 each.
It started with someone riding across the stage in weird armor, on a horse. It was evidentially a part of a painting education program, and the horse and rider were evidentially like those portrayed in some painting.
A voice then continued, after having talked about the payment, to talk about the show. They would take wild animals across the stage, and you could look at them. But he warned you not to meet their eyes.
I and a group of other people were hanging out in a clan hall or something, browsing a list of items for sale. I was looking at the tent item, which would let us all travel together in a comfortable environment.
After getting to the end, I was looking at a Zelda-like map, which I began to transverse. I lost about half my life, but eventually got to an exit which led me to a pathway and then another entrance. Once I entered, someone else was with me.
I was evidentially worried about the quality of the guards, the "queens", who were supposed to keep intruders out, but he thought that they were utterly perfect.
I was at school, it seemed to be a special day, several people had yummy food they were handing out. I had taken a piece of cardboard containing part of a game I was working on, and had just modified the delays and volume a bit and it sounded perfectly like a crowd, to my surprise and delight.
Once at school, I had evidentially modified it to look like a rocket, with the piece of cardboard at the very bottom. Several people asked to sign it, and I let them, although I was worried at first about not having space to write further code on, then noted that I could get another piece of cardboard.
I tried to see if I could fit the rocket in my locker, as it was rather big, but then realized that it wouldn't fit and decided to just carry it around.
I started using the code, and to my surprise it seemed to work without batteries, but I knew that the sound wouldn't work without batteries, which was a shame.
One of my classmates asked me to give three muffins back to another one of my classmates, and I complied, taking one of the muffins for myself.
I then wandered around into the library, where some of my classmates were as well. One of them took down a book and said that he thought some of these pictures were from another book, which he named. The other person he had shown them disagreed, but I agreed with him. Then I realized that my cardboard, which was tucked under my arm, had paper when you lifted the cardboard up.
The Quake CTF server had evidentially gone down, and someone offered to host it on their computer. We were all herded into a room with 7 gigantic beds, and we all hopped onto one.
We then proceeded to do stretches, rather extreme ones, and I, not knowing the procedure, tried to copy the people near me. I looked around, and uneasily noting that this /probably/ couldn't be used for football, came to the conclusion that we were going to play CTF.
In a forum, people were asking questions about an Escape Velocity : Nova editor, it could edit most of the resources and a player editor was planned. Someone was asking if a shop editor was going to be put in as well.
One scientist was examining a jar and thought it's contents were important. It looked like a squid-like creature with legs instead of tentacles. He asked another scientist to look at it but the second scientist requested that the first bring the specimen to him, the first got angry for a bit and then complied.
The second scientist said that they needed more proof, and that the legs could have simply been sewed on, but the first disagreed and got a bit angry again. The second scientist wanted to open the container to look more closely at it, so that they might be certain, but the first didn't want to disturb the specimen.
Some crippling diseases was being spread throughout the people, a professor had been shot in a public garden, a giant wave was launched into another garden, injuring all of the people there. An old mysterious woman wandered outside our house with a package from the market, saying things about what people suspected, when asked her name the response was evidentially one of legend.
I was reading some books off of a shelf, one a Harry Potter book. The "Chinese Mountains", really a set of huts off of one side of the city, was evidentially where those who were terrorizing the population lived. We tried to figure out how to get there but couldn't, as it was too far to jump.
I was playing a game of WarCraft III, 4vs4, there were two Night Elves, including me, on my team and we each decided upon a different path to follow. There were very large battles, but, surprisingly, no lag.
We were evidentially loosing, so the other Night Elf told me to go buy an expansion pack so that I could build a building that might turn the tides. I walked over to the game rack, not paying attention to the game at the time, and began to browse. He had told me the name of it, but that one didn't look like a WC3 expansion, and was $59.
Eventually I found it, and it only allowed you to build that one new building, so I bought it, despite the price being a /bit/ too expensive for such a simplistic expansion.
We were in a class, and the teacher explained that we were to complete exercises in preschool activity books. She pointed out the ones that we had, from the 16 or so leading preschools in the world, and said that we were each to pick out one. They were all very thick, consisting of numerous assignments.
I took my book to a space on the backside of the bookshelf where there were no books, and opened it up, browsing through it. It was full of stuff from "Oregon Trail", the computer game, with the first few assignments making you make things such as wanted posters.
I was then in my home, evidentially a radioactive area, causing us to not leave windows opened and unblocked by a screen, and also to be careful in mud puddles. Charles was at Ghram's house, evidentially, and I was watching through my computer. Charles was playing with the cat, throwing food at it.
Next I went through the window's screen to Ghram's house and stayed a while, then hopped out of his window and floundered around for a bit, falling down in mud puddles at the front door, walking over to the back, falling down in the puddles on the back steps, and grabbing my cloak to prevent it from getting soaked. The dream ended.
I had signed up for a bloan, or rhyme, tournament. The first one I tried was easy, only about 5 words, and said something about Shakespear and everything. The next, starting out about 'Our lord's pepper stew', was the size of a book, and after starting that one I gladly woke up...
Was playing some sort of card game with some people, we stopped for the night, then we decided we had to make a professional assault on the car rental/lot at the corner in order to obtain information. I went to sleep for a bit, when I woke up they were finishing up the outfits and planning. They had made several detailed webpages about it, which I had read before waking up.
We were on a class field trip to an architecture/crafts store. They had plans for houses the size of shacks, a craft kit of a 'brown bird' which could be carved into that of an eagle holding a fish, as revealed by one of my classmates.
We started milling out the door and into the zoo-area. I was walking around, about to go down the corridor with the lions and such, but then instead walked around to the sea-life pool.
I remembered that there might be spider webs around here, and so I looked around. There was a giant one blocking the way around the pool and a not so large one blocking from where I had come from. The pool itself had a very low wall, and was open to the air. It seemed quite colorful. I dashed under the one blocking the way that I had come, but then decided to go back and dashed under it again. After that it looked like the spiders were waiting for me.
Then a bunch of crabs, a few of which had been there before, got on the spider web and chomped all the spiders inside their claws. After this they began stretching the web, it looking as if wind blown, until it looked like a fence. After this I rolled under it and turned around, looking at the pool.
Two other people appeared next to me, and some weird events occurred.
(stayed up all night to reset my sleep schedule. didn't remember any dreams. :P)
I was in a Navy office with someone else standing beside me. There was someone sitting in the desk in front of us. The officer in front of us said that we were "Cease and Desisted" and that that meant that we wouldn't be working for the next five weeks.
He then went on to explain that due to the situation something had to be repainted or something, and, thus, the gates were closed until 6 o'clock in the morning, at which time they would be finished. I thought that that was an ungodly time to get up, and pondered staying up til then.
(defintally from 'on the beach', which I had just finished.)
I was in the hall near my bedroom when somehow I realized that this much be a dream. I began laying my hands on the walls and putting my ear on them then closing my eyes and imagining that there was a door there, but that didn't work. Also tried this on the bathroom door, to no effect.
(i think this started from a false awakening; don't remember, but I was in my house near my bed.)
I was standing around, looking around. It looked like there was snow on the ground. A british-looking man in shiny clothes was running towards another person's property. The owner came out with a pitchfork, and stabbed the british man in the stomach. After he had fallen, he stabbed him again in the back.
Somehow the british invader had managed to get away, and he was eating with my family, supposedly about to die. There were some photos handing up in the window which he was facing, and I started talking about the camera that was used to take them.
We had evidentially found it with the pictures already in it. He figured out that the camera had been his, and I gave him the pictures to look over.
(this seemed to draw on the previous two dreams as well.)
I was a participant in a game rather like WarCraft III in that there were a number of races, and that there seemed to be a leaderboard indicating the remaining players, of which there were quite a few.
I was holding my base with the help of someone else. It was rather peaceful, and I figured that the combat must be going on on the other side of the area. As players left or were defeated, their bases were inherited by other players, and I eventually had 3. One was, I think, based somewhat on insects - my original base. Another seemed to be a human base, and the other was based on fruit-made projectile.
I was looking around for stuff for a weird converted-to-digital camera, and came up with about 10 used sheets of 'film', some with clear squares other with brownish film-colored squares. Each had a fogged apple logo at the top.
I also found around ten or so short things to plug into a wall socket, which could accept one of the pieces of film. I have no idea why I had so many, and remarked about such to Dad, who was there.
Then I found the camera itself, which had a slot in the bottom to accept the film.
I had just swam back from a place in or across the nearby river. While swimming I had closed my eyes for most of the way so that I wouldn't have to see the bright sun, and I found it quite relaxing.
At one point when I opened my eyes for a short period of time I had to change courses to avoid hitting a pickup truck that was coming along.
When I got back on land, behind a large house, there was someone there maneuvering two cars into place. They both had their doors open and, after she had gotten them into place, they both started to roll backwards, into the marshy farmlands behind them.
She picked up their remotes- one of which was quite long, the other rather short- and started maneuvering them to attempt to get them to stop, as she could drive them with the remotes. However, the one in the back suddenly exploded in a flash of flame before the other came to a halt. Saying words of regret, she said something, I think, about us fixing it and then walked off.
We had all sorts of gadgets which allowed us to fix the car easily, as well as augment it in a variety of ways.
I was in The Frozen Throne's World Editor, working on my RPG map, iceshard. In particular, I was making use of the Spell editor. Can't remember what the spells were that I was making...
I was playing Warcraft III or TFT, couldn't tell in particular which one, although it would probably have been a TFT game. We had just destroyed an enemy base, and were heading down to another, possibly the last one.
I was standing inside of a building which was closed for the night with nothing particular to do, supposedly waiting for it to open. I didn't feel that I was trespassing or anything, but that it was a rather normal thing to do.
Standing by the glass doors, I saw someone walking past. I opened the doors and they said that they were here to wait for something - not sure whether it was something inside the building or a train or buss. I let them in the building, and walked out myself, looking around a little and continuing to wait.
I was staying up all night to reset my sleep schedule and getting confused about whether it was AM or PM, and wether my parents should be up or not.
I was reading on The Frozen Throne forums about how a person's computer crashed right after they used the Crypt Lord's ultimate.
I was picking out food or prizes to take from school with me. I didn't want the food because, I said, I had plenty of it at home. I didn't see anything interesting in the prizes, and, so, I went to the other room where people were going after they had chosen.
I then saw someone with what I thought looked like an Aphex Twin sticker from the brief glimpse I got of it and then ran back into the prize room. All I saw was a T-Shirt that, at first glance, looked to be promoting Aphex Twin. But, then, I read it and saw that it was really "Pow Wow Apex" or something.
I was then talking to Matthew, and remarked that it seemed that that mixup occurred frequently. We walking into the library and asked someone he said new lots about that kind of stuff if he knew about Aphex Twin. He responded that he wanted to be left alone. He seemed to be reading something.
After that everyone gathered in a large room past the library. The view switched to a tunnel leading off from it. There was a pitlord looking creature (like the one in Warcraft III), who was talking to himself about his plans he was about to unleash.
He was ejecting invisible spores, from a first air-blowing tube now, and later would eject the activating chemical. He was delighted with them, and noted that they'd act like coffee would, only 11 times stronger. To get this effect with coffee, you'd have to use $1,100 or so dollars worth of it. The spore would, it seemed, put the people into a very deep sleep.
He also remarked that it was a shame that you couldn't put the spores in missiles, as they'd disintegrate in the heat or impact or something.
He released the chemicals, and the spores popped into a visible size. He then retreated to his home, where he instructed his door to stay on guard, which it did after a bit of debate. While this was going on, three creatures were hiding in the eaves right about the door.
Then, one creature entered the door, and confronted the pitlord. He started to attack him, but, looking closer, realized that the only thing odd about the pitlord was that his eyes were burning and that he had 3 legs. He decided to go to the pitlord's side, and begged for mercy, which he received.
(wow. I get much more detail when I'm not lazy and write them out in full right after I wake up.)
I was watching some commercial prepared by the government about towing your spacecraft properly. It showed examples of what might happen to two spacecraft if they were towed improperly at the end.
Next, Two police pulled up behind a stopped vehicle with a spacecraft being towed, and arrested the man for towing it improperly. He stepped out of the car with his hands up, and a gun fell to the floor noisily from somewhere. He muttered something about not having a good grip when he used guns.
He was arrested, handcuffs placed on him, and he was secured in the auto-seatbeling seat in the polices' van. Angrily, the driving policeman proclaimed, after driving around for a while, that he was going to take him straight to the judge, and drove right next to a door leading into a large official looking building.
They entered a chapel, and told a group of people standing around a table there why they were there. One of these people told them to go through the glass doors behind him and wait with a nurse who's name he mentioned. They did so.
One of the police officers, now a female, picked a cell-phone up from a bag where it had been ringing and turned it on. The person on the other end asked for the nurse, and, not seeing her, was given a response about her not being available. Then the nurse stood up and said something like "Excuse me? I'm here.". They laughed.
They went down into a sunken area, the police and the criminal. Both police were male now. There was some fiasco about one of the police unleashing a stock market scam on the computers which was there.
Then, two people came in, looking like mexicans. They grabbed some stuff, including a U.S. flag which was there. One of the police asked to see it, and then tried to rip it. As he couldn't, he proclaimed that a police person must be redistributing flags.
It got rather muddled from there on out.
I was sitting down at a food kiosk, looking over the menu, laughing with some stranger who was doing the same at some of the presentations- one of the pieces of food was wrapped in the same of a duck. When asked why the food was kept in baskets at the counter, the cashier replied that it helped keep them warp, and shook the baskets.
I decided to order a "citrus apple of the sea", as the sign on it's basket proclaimed it's name to be. Taking the bundle which the menu had priced at about $6, I unwrapped it only to discover that al it was was a ball of fried rice with a shard of shrimp in the center.
My Mom was there also, although I'm not sure what she ordered. After I had gobbled mine down, she asked if I wanted more, and that if so we might want to order it by phone, perhaps from the 310 area since then it'd be quicker. I declined, noting that It'd take 11 of those to fill me up and that the price was outrageous.
I was reading reviews about remote controls for my computer in MacAddict, this particular one was quite collorful and seemed to bear the name "Quicktime Mega Bazaar".
I noted to my Dad that "Remote controls don't look like they have good progress bar support.".
I was on a field trip with the drama department, we walked into a domed room, a teacher proclaimed that it had "Tremendous acoustics". Then we entered another room where the teacher's friend was teaching an art class.
I was standing outside a building, people were putting out bird food, the bird started to depart. Looking in the sky, a large flock of birds was visible. Someone remarked they theses birds didn't usually come. I said something about ti being a bird army, and they agreed, after which they rushed inside.
We stood on the picnic table as the birds came in and began to eat the food. After this, they turned into humans, and were ushered inside the building.
Charles was holding another racing event at the end of which everyone rode motorcycles to the end. At one point the race was a game with the task being getting balls in hoops in the water.
I was participating in a racing event. I was riding a weird wooden platform, one person a camel, another person a double platform, and someone a double camel. Everyone raced in turn. No winner was selected.
I was, erb, sitting in a bath tub for a while. Then, getting out, I turned on an alarm clock/radio to look at the time and turn on the music.
We were on a lawn outside of a preschool, learning how to draw, paint and write. Charles was there, as well as other people. One girl had painted a sign, consisting of a very accurate self-portrait and her name, as well, I think, as some other writing, and she was continuing to paint.
Charles was drawing a plane and some other things with a crayon. I was jealous because I hadn't been taught how to draw yet, and couldn't understand the concept.
Our teacher also had been given he task of repainting a part of the massive school building, and she gave some of us the task of making patterns on pillow-like things. This evidentially helped her.
I was wandering about a train station with someone else that I knew, talking to the people there and doing other things.
I was playing some kinda weird RPG-ish game with other people on the school buss while waiting for us to get to our destination. My class was on a field trip, and it seemed that Mrs. Talbert was the teacher taking us.
After the game, I think we got off the buss and sat down at some picnic tables to wait for those of us who had gone inside the nearby building. Looking around, there were some quite nice *ahem.* views.
I was walking alongside a roughly paved road, looking at the ground as I went. There were giant quarters sunk in the ground, most a little smaller than man hole covers. Thinking that this was strange, I looked at my hands, and saw that the tips of my fingers were moving backward and forward very quickly. I didn't feel this happening to them either.
Realizing that this was a dream, I started feeling happy and excited. I considered restraining these feelings so as not to wake myself, but noted that I didn't seem to be awakening now. I also noted that it felt /just/ like real life, and certainly not like any other dream.
I tried to float for a little bit, but didn't do too well. Don't think I really tried, just closed my eyes and imagined that I was floating. I then started wandering around, and shortly after my consciousness faded.
I had just gotten up. It was 3:00 PM. My parents, who were heading out that morning for a meeting, were back, but they hadn't picked up my package (containing The Frozen Throne) for some reason.
I was planning to pick it up, but fro some reason that didn't work out.
(what really happened was that I got up ~11:00 PM, walked to the post office, and met my parents there. they had the package, and I rode home.)
I was trying to compile some program in perl, removed the sandbag, gcc, etc from it, but couldn't get it to compile. It was written in C, but for some reason I /had/ to compile it in perl.
(yes, I removed the sandbag from it's source. don't ask me!)
Was on a weird space station, didn't feel like I belonged, wandering, paying money, evidentially on a mission to destroy it. We managed to do so, and I got on someone's space station who was there watching. It must have been in an atmosphere, because I could breathe without any kinda suit, and I wondered about this at the time until I realized that this must be the reason.
There were a lot of spherical ships floating around beneath us, and then they blew up.
I was living on the ship for a little bit, and then I was suddenly playing WarCraft III: The Frozen Throne, but it had a /very/ weird interface, kinda like you were always looking at people's profiles.
Some "priest"-ish people who looked like bizarre fruits were sliding down into a more or less empty room from a square hole in the ceiling. They were getting ready to go to an art show.
I went to the freezer, and got out an ice cream box, putting the ice cream in it in back in the freezer, so that I could get some of the yummy ice cream they had there the year before.
Suddenly we were at the art show, after getting through a series of ticket booths and such. There was a tent, with lots of colorful banners, and a building. My parents were with me. We went through the glass door into the building.
Wandering to find the show proper, we found a TacoBell stand in the otherwise normal room, and, my parents excitedly noticing the soups they had, we proceeded to order 4 wonton soups and 4 mexi soups, which I think I carried. I was somewhat annoyed, because we still hadn't gotten to the ice cream.
I remembered that charles and I had submitted the dragon-play the year before, and then the dream faded out.
I was talking to Charles, not sure what about. We were then ushered into an auditorium, seemingly with everyone else from our school. Looking around, a number of the people in the grade below us seemed to be having problems with keeping their, ahem, shirts secured, resulting in quite a view...
Then, we were suddenly flying on a dragon which was evidentially our of a play that we had created. We flew, and then, arriving somewhere, circled a few times, waiting for other people to present their works, before coming in for a hopefully-spectacular landing.
We quickly explained the play, and then the dragon was put on display. They seemed to want me to act a part in someone else's play which I hadn't known existed, and I walked down the stage before taking a seat in the comfortable seats lined up in front of the stage, like in a movie theater.
While sitting and watching the other plays being presented, someone was playing with their layout, pressing a set of big buttons somewhat randomly. Suddenly, the chairs tipped us out, and we were falling. I managed to catch myself a couple of chairs down, but still hit my head on them. After that I walked to a small, neat room at the back of the area, behind the seats, and got some ice cream.
Someone was skiing on a block of floating ice, fell on their knees, the ice broke in half down the center, starting where the skier was. They fell down the crack and died. I was watching from our yard while my parents commented on it.
Somehow, this made this other person's father die, and the army demanded money for his lost supplies. She was in Wendys, other people started to come and converse. Her mother evidentially ran a tech-ish TV channel.
Someone had won my eBay auction, but I didn't have the invoice email I had written up with me. I began to panic.
I was in the Baitshop IRC channel. Some people were trying to debug a WarCraft III map.
My client announced me as being AFK in the channel as I hadn't done anything there recently, but, strangely, the preference for announcing this fact was turned off. I checked, and it was still unchecked.
My classmates and I enter a portal to some kinda tropicalish island. We then run down the corridor we are placed in, with fences on either side. we run in an open gate in the fence, and run around. There's some machinery by the gate, and the fence looks chain-linked. By this time people have heard us, and the people that are in the house which is sitting, off center, in this fenced off segment are yelling at us in some weird language. The officials are evidentially on to us too, as we're all caught shortly and, I believe, taken back across the portal. The authorities on our side reprimand us as well.
We slowly reenter the portal individually, making friends, learning their acronyms, hiding our things in crevices and living in public. I began to steal money from their bank.
There is a enclosed pool area off of the town-center-ish place where people stand along the edges at the glass wall, you can put money through a slot above your head where it's taken by a hand in the floor for gambling. There are grates under the areas where people are to stand.
An apartment complex in the area consists of two shelves, with a door over them, where people, including the owner, sit.
We're playing with some old Apple laptops in a lab, hooking them up with new stuff and such. Some people are using them to design and build stuff. They're about to run a program which will repair their programs and make them run faster. They cheer as they watch the speeds after the repair has been done in a window on the side which contains several progress bars. It must be near the end of the day as well, because they're about to leave their work stations.
This dream then faded into the next.
My parents and I are at an Apple store, and I'm playing around with a computer controlled remote control car. If you dip down the remote, the car automatically comes back to you. It also senses and avoids crashes, unless you point a second movement stick on the remote in the direction you don't want it to prevent crashes from. This was quite fun.
We were adding pieces of a world that had been submitted by various people to a world we were creating if we considered them good enough, otherwise we left them on the que, possibly for latter review. The submitters could evidentially modify them while they were on the que.