dream 1: I'm in a small alley-ish way with Jacob D, Tylar R, and Matt C. We're all sitting against a wall, while on the other side, there is a dark pane of glass. In my dream, it's signifying Women's House, on the OWU campus. I don't know if we were inside a larger building or what, but it was kind of dim and looked to be lit purely by streetlights or something. Anyways, Jacob's taking muffins and smearing them all over the wall for whatever reason, and the rest of us are just watching. Some residents of the house walk from around the corner, look at what he's doing, then at me. I look at him, then them. They were people that I know I've seen in real life but don't know the names of. I get the feeling they want me to stop him. Either I do, or he just ends on his own, but the residents tell me that he's going to be on trial for his inconsiderate act. I swear they actually said that he's to be set on tribulations to determine his punishment. Like, it was just tribulations, no trials. But that just might be me hopeful of a Hannibal Buress joke manifesting in my dreams.
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I feel like I go inside, and it's the desk I work at. Shane G is there trying to get some weird computer to work. I get to functioning, then head in the back to the offices. I see Sarah L sitting on the floor looking through folders of pictures. I don't know why she was doing this, but I join and I look at them. The first few are pictures of her, then the next few are of Rowan H. Looking at the pictures, I'm thinking to myself which ones would be good to write on, but on the back like a postcard or a senior picture. Eventually, Sarah and I get up to leave, and she starts driving me somewhere. She asks me something that ends in "friends," to which I interpret as "Do you like Friends?" Like the show. I weakly agree, but say I haven't really watched it much.
dream 2: In a room that's almost a dorm room. Tylar's there. Jacob's there, sitting on a bed. Matt's there, sleeping in another bed. Someone's making a loud snoring noise, so we wake Matt up, thinking it's him. Nope, not him, but somewhere else in the room, Rachel C was asleep, snoring. Note: I woke up and heard the noise coming from Matt who was sleeping about 5 feet away from me. Anyways, I sit down next to Jacob on the bed and he asks me if I downloaded the new Oddworld game, which I hadn't. I said I was busy playing too many other games or something. I start playing some David Cage game right then and there. I think it was Heavy Rain, but I was doing some stupid things on purpose. I remember there was a part where the character I was playing (who might have been Ethan Mars) is sliding down a pipe in the sewers. Given the option to go left or right at a fork, I do neither. Mars slides straight into the wall in the middle and is no more.
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I quit that game to play another: Bioshock. Don't know if it was one in specific, but it certainly did not function like one. I remember starting on Jacob's computer then moving to mine which temporarily caused a significant drop in framerate in my dream. We're in some sort of apartment, and when I say we, I mean myself, Rob E, and some characters of the actual game. The NPCs are telling us that there are things in the hallways which we have to escape from or possess or something. We're introduced to some short teleporting power to get out of the building. The whole time, Rob is telling me how stupid the story is and pointing out all the plotholes. We leave the building and cross the street to a theater. One with a stage, not a screen. We sit in the back corner, and I take out my wallet, wanting to adjust the sound of the music playing from my credit cards. I drop some, but the ones I hold onto, I hit buttons on the side of them to lower the volume. Because we're in the corner, it echoes and carries loudly, even at its softest setting. I eventually give up and stick em back in my pocket. The guy sitting next to me hands me two that I dropped. I put it away and watch the stage as the show begins. A massive guy walks out, like, 15-20 ft tall dude that looks like a guy I used to work with. A voice announces him and his talent, as the guy's head transforms into a lizard thing, then to another weird monster thing. In my head, I think to myself, "This is gonna be the big boss I gotta fight. That's gonna suck. Please don't let anything bad happen here." The guy quickly finishes his act, thanks the audience, and turns to retreat back behind the stage. As the curtains part for him to enter, a massive locked door is revealed. A small, flying man appears to tell the lizard guy that he's to do his bidding and follow his orders. I take my friends and we get out and wait in the street for something to happen. Eventually something small flies out the door and into the wall next to us. Then I wake up.
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