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    ∞ The Rabbit Hole

    (Night- 013)

    by , 08-31-2011 at 03:06 AM (450 Views)
    Odd Funeral
    I was in Ireland or somewhere similar in Europe. I came out of an old stone building, perhaps a tavern. Out in the street there was a gathering of people. Someone I knew had died and I had been their closest relation. So I was a lot of people's attention was directed at me. For some reason, it was kind of a celebration like a happy funeral or something. It was part of their tradition to have a good time and be happy for the person who had died because the person would want everyone to have a good time and enjoy themselves. As soon as I exited the tavern everybody turned to me and an energetic portly man brought me to the center of the circle. Someone started playing music and everyone was cheering and dancing. All of a sudden I had roller blades on and everyone was expecting me to dance. So I started dancing and for some reason I could dance amazingly well with the roller blades on (particularly surprising for me seeing as in WL I'm only average at roller blading)

    Liquor Store
    I was in some mall somewhere and had walked into a small store. I walked down one of the aisles and two douches were blocking the way. They owned the small liquor store, I almost tripped on a crate they had set down right in the way of the aisle. They were stocking the shelves when they turned around to yell at me like I was an idiot. I looked around and saw that their shelves were really shabbily made and things were kind of lop-sided. Instead of being judgmental and dismiss them as douche bags, I told them that their store could use some work. Of course they took it as an insult but I walked over to one of the shelves and began to fix it. I ended up helping them and they realized that I was doing an awesome job. They were really thankful and nice after that and I ended up having a pretty fun time fixing up the rest of the shop.

    Underground King
    I was some king of the underground world of crime. I wore a dark coat with a fox fur lined hood. I had several body guards with me and I was walking out of the basement of some nightclub after some business I had there. As I walk out KrP sees me. She is with her friends on her way into the club she recognizes me and tries to come over to ask me what I was doing here. This was some secret identity I had and the coat was the signature of the legendary underground king. I ignore her, in an attempt not to give away my identity. She sees the coat and a confused look of shock comes over her face. She turns and runs back to her friends in disbelief that I was in fact the leader of global organized crime.

    [+]I was in some warehouse. Co's German shepard Bailey was there and I was petting her. It was some sort of dog research facility that was looking into how smart dogs were. Bailey was way bigger for some reason.

    [+]Me looking out my bedroom window at night at the stars. There were a lot of shooting stars.

    [+]On a giant ship in a classroom. I had said something funny and everyone was laughing. The teacher wasn't so amused and she was about to scold me when we ran aground. We all ran on deck and to my surprise we've ended up right in my back yard.

    [+]In a cafeteria trying to microwave soggy cherry poptarts. There were two short fat Mexican girls following me being really annoying.

    New Future of Mankind
    There had been some radical regime change due to a new technology found by some group of people. Now the entire world's population was being put into white cocoons made out of some special material. There were huge systems of ice slides all over the place that bodies were then being transported across. Everyone was being put into these cocoons and moved somewhere in the Arctic for something. I get put in a cocoon but manage to tear it a little which renders it useless. As I slide along the ice bridge path I roll myself off into the icy water right beside the ice path over the ocean. I struggle in the freezing water and manage to squirm out of the cocoon and get to shore. I end up in some cool modern concrete building that had been converted by some group into a living area. It was pretty cool inside. They were the resistance against the new regime.

    [+]I was talking to BrF and then she told me she casually reminded me that she was a lesbian, like that was something I should have gathered a long time ago. She thought I knew. (In WL she is most definitely not a lesbian, but in fact can actually be quite promiscuous)

    [+]Large white needles were shot at me. They punctured me all over but I was ok. Later I noticed I couldn't move my eye very well. One of the spikes had gone straight into my eye and was sticking out, moving wherever I looked. I had to pull it out without pulling out my eye as well.

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