Wow. Haven't ben here in a while. Oblivion and Left 4 Dead are addicting that way I guess. :kitty:
Weirdest thing when I went to file my taxes. Found out I owe the state $10. Ya. Weirded me out when I found out about it.
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Wow. Haven't ben here in a while. Oblivion and Left 4 Dead are addicting that way I guess. :kitty:
Weirdest thing when I went to file my taxes. Found out I owe the state $10. Ya. Weirded me out when I found out about it.
Wow. Dude. Totally wacked out nightmare liast night. Even though it got a bit hairy at times, it was still pretty awesome.
In my dream I was the leader of a small group of 3. Me, my brother, and a girl, who's name I can't recall, but I think it was Sara (she looked 14-16).
We were some kind of demon hunters, I guess. I know I was the "tank" (the guy who dishes out all the damage, and protects the others from getting hurt), Sara was our "tracker (she had a nose for sniffing out demons, and a gift for learning their weaknesses and traits real quick) an dmy brother was there for support (over headsets, giving us advice. Funny how quick kids think).
We were hunting some kind of vampire in the suburbs. Afte ran initial encounter, which I cna't quite remember, we tracked him down to my grandma's old house. After tring to eavesdrop on his conversation with a few lackeys, I got caught, and began to fight them. :P PK fire, thunder, Ice. It was great. Although I was worred that they weren't being much affected. I thundered their heads, they flinched but recovered immediately. I fired them, and they stumbled, and shook their heads dizzily, but showed no other sign of weakness. So I took a dramatic charging pose and screamed out "PK AWESOOOOME!!!". Although the air around me ripppled with power, and the enemies were shaking so much that they were blurring out, it wasn't havin ghte inteded effect (a giant awesome smiley coming over the horizon, or blasting out of me, and reducing them to dust).
At this point, I feaked. I called a retreat, and launched a quick PK ICE to slow them down. They barely flinched, and they didn't freeze either. At this point, the Vampire was REALLY pissed off, and chased me and Sara upstairs. I managed to find my grandma's old room (above the garage-turned-billiards-room), and I locked the door. Sara had barely managed to nick the enemies with her own spells, and she looked both worred and depressed. I shrugged, and suggested we get the hell out of there. Sara shook her head ans said "That's no ordinary vampire. He's a count! Once a count smells fresh blood, he'll remember it, and he'll know exactly where to find us! We can never escape!". About the same time as I swore violently, the vampire tried to turn the knob, and somehow the lock slipped. I managed to grab the handle, and I kept it closed, parying that he thought it was just locked and not being held shut. Sara then commented that we should just surrender and plead mercy. I knew it wouldn't happen.
My bro then came on over the headphones and told us to just get out, any way how. It was midafternoon, and vampires couldn't logically go out of a house in the sun. Trusting his odd kid logic, (and my sudden pissed off impulse at Sara), I let go of the handle to let the count ooen the door, and then slammed my weight against the door, causing him to stumble. I then grabbed Sara by the arim, ran to a window, blasting away the glass with a thunder, and then launched myself through it, taking the screen out too. After rolling off a slant in the roof (which isn't there IRL), we bonced onto the driveway safe. My bro then shouted to us to get going, before the vampire could see us, and know which way we were fleeing.
So we took off towards a bike path, where my bro was sitting with the headset. He gave us a thumbs up, and then went pale, yelling for us to run. I looked back to see one of those big walking robot-alien things form Moon walk out of the garage and start chasing us. That was fine by me, sinc ethose guy sare slow, and I was actually able to run properly (unlike in most escape dreams). We ran all the way back to my house, with the big guy in hot pursuit. My brother (a natural sprinter) made it waaay ahead of me. Sara turned another way, and I ran to my house, managing to close my garage door just soon enough that the vampire-in-alien-suit would not be sure which house was mine. I then bolted up to my room and dove under my covers.
I woke up (in the dream), with my brother running in the room, saying that Sara was betraying us to the vampire, he'd just heard it over the headset. I Looked seriously into his eyes, and asked him if he was sure, because if he was lying (he exaggerates a lot) I'd break his headset, and never let him help us again. Without hesitation, he swore he was telling the truth. I told him we'd raid the fuy's place again in a surprise attack, and tell Sara only when we were starting, so it'd throw everyone off balance and maybe give us an advantage. And I made sure we both had neck braces, and turtleneck sweaters to cover them, to protect against any surprise bites from our enemy .
As the two of us, gathered together a few odd bits of "equipment" to use (read: random objects I could use as weapons), my mom came to us and told us that a guy had just invited us all to his house. Somehow, I jus tknew it was the vampire's place. He'd found us out (probably due to Sara's interferance). we drove there, with a platry amount of equipment in the back , that we managed to sneak in. Then, when we got there, senor vampire was there to greet us personally (No cape and stuff this time, he almost loooked normal, and he made sure no one saw his fangs. that and it was raining, so he could go outside and not get burned). He invited us all inside for dinner, leaving me no time to get any equipment. My bro had his headset, and this toy handgun (I guess it had some kind of magic or boost to it), and I had a small spike thing mounted on a handle. Somehow, I got separated form everyone, and found myself at a et of stairs to the basement. Suddenly, I felt fangs try to sink into my neck, but they didn't penetrate, dur to my neck brace. I whipped around and tried to plunge my spike into the vampire's heart, but I took too long taking it out of my pocket, and he managed to grab it from me. He smiled and after a brief taunt, he locked me in the staircase.
I did a quick mental inventory, touching each object I had that could help. Neckbrace, Candy (for energy), a mini headphone piece that I had always used to contact my bro (who wasn't responding to me), and that was it. then, I saw somehting move in the basement, and I flattened myself on the wall. It passed, then came back around. For some weird reason, it was Samus, in a dark blue power suit, using her arm cannon as a flashlight. She flashed her light over me, and then demanded I come and face her. I ran downstairs, and put up my fingers in the position to use Thunder, and looked to see where she was. The las tthough I had before waking up was "Oh crap. I'm the tank, and I'm locked in the basement with evil Samus, while the vampire has my family who-knows-where, with only my younger bro there to help them, and he's never actually had any anti-demon combat experience, and I have no way to get to them to help them!!"
:P Semi-scary (but still cool) dream, and it led to some pretty interesting daydreams at work today. That, and I actaully considred writing some stories about us three demon hunters.
That reminds me, the other night, I had a dream that I was Nite Owl and Rorschach and I were taking down this crime lord who made his home on a floating island above New York. Obviously, I've been obsessing over Watchmen too much recently, but anyway, it was great fun, taking out his lackeys and such, until we actually fought the crime lord who deactivated the antigravity mechanism, causing the island to plunge toward NYC. Unfortunately, just as I was formulating a plan to deal with the situation, I woke up.
Aegix, that's awesome! I wish I had dreams in that much detail. Most of mine are either low detail, I can't remember most of them, or whenever something happens, it startles me so much that I wake up.
hahahaha, dude!
Has anyone here tried Retro Game Challenge yet? It's freaking awesome. :P
I wanna be a crazy game master now.
I think I might get it. Is it really good?
So I just beat the X missions on Trauma Center: Second Opinion. Those were hard. I think I was about to have a heart attack when I finished. Ironic. Anyways, I find it quite hilarious that I was greeted with the following message:
I was cracking up reading it.Quote:
Congratulations! You just beat the cruelest operations ever devised! But remember, this is a game, and we do not advise you attempt surgery. Unless you happen to be a doctor, in which case, we advise you don't tell your patients how many tries it took you to beat a game about surgery.
I bought a truck. Woot! Not a full size truck. Just a Chevy S10 LS extended cab. Fully loaded and in damn near perfect condition. I'm picking it up tomorrow to drive back home.
I was looking at the Silverado but with as much commuting as I do between work, school and the fire station it wasn't worth the money. I really like the Colorado but I'll be getting a full size truck after I finish my paramedic training.
Now to stick some flashing lights in the window once it passes inspection. Being a volunteer firefighter is the best.