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Sunday, September 7, 2003


Er... I don't really have a mood today...
I've been having strange dreams lately, take a look.
Dream #1: While Seto Kaiba wrestles an alligator in some dark, abandoned pool somewhere, I am at my grandparents house, which is now a really big, fancy suite with a humongous bay window. The clouds outside are strange shapes, such as ice cream cones and birthday cakes, and are in pastel shades of the rainbow. Naturally, I have to go and eat some of that food, except I can't quite reach it, so there is a storm of some sort and a large banquet table appears, hovering in midair, seating several dragons of various elements and colors. A vortex opens in the suite and Kaiba's teddy bear gets sucked in (how sad; what was it doing there in the first place?), and from it emerges a big, shimmery white dragon, apparently the rainbow dragon. I catch it in a Pokeball because it was destined to be mine and go eat Thanksgiving dinner with the other dragons.
Dream #2: A continuation of Dream #1, except it has little to do with it. The rainbow dragon is now referred to as the white dragon. There is now another dragon, the black dragon, who is both Goth and extremely seductive (scary). The white dragon's duty is to protect me from the black dragon who wants me for something... I'm not sure what. The dream ended there.
Dream #3--several days later: I am now Spongebob Squarepants. *pause to let that sink in* I'm in our school auditorium/gym/cafeteria trying to save some random fat guy who is apparently my friend (though he is not Patrick, I'm sure of that) from Wonder Woman. She kicks me off the stage and I land face-first. Some stuff I can't remember happens, and eventually I find myself being mutated into a green, taloned, one-eyed Spongebob who can fly. I am transported to a labyrinth, turn the corner, and see the fat guy being beaten up by Wonder Woman again, so I fly over and scratch at her with my talons. She tries to kick me off the stage again, but this time I hang on to the edge and fly away, the fat guy now able to fend for himself. My parents-- er, Spongebob's parents-- are there, and they congratulate me. Then I wake up. What a relief.
See? Strange. And this post should be long enough to last for a few days...

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