Art by Meddygon

Half-life crossed with … Chao.

Jorenko, Bane, a few other people and I were playing Half-Life. The map we were one was the same one from a previous dream, but that dream was Quake III.

The player model Jorenko was using was Neo from the Matrix, and, for whatever reason, I was using a fireman in black with the yellow stripe. I can’t remember what Bane was using or any of the other players.

Jorenko kept chasing me and only me around, so I decided to change the player model so he wouldn’t find me easily. I hid, and changed the look to the little fish from SA2 that you can give to your chao.
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My family was on a bus. Father was driving, I was sitting near the front, and the rest were behind, along with many other people. It wasn’t my normal family, though. The father wasn’t my dad, the mother wasn’t my mom, I wasn’t me, and I had two younger siblings. I was the oldest of three children, and had a younger brother, and an even younger sister.

We were in the bus to drive the families to their new homes. A small fat child appeared out of nowhere, and introduced himself as Clout. We all shouted for Clout to get out, but he wouldn’t leave. We noticed around us that the world began to change. Clout was forcing us through different dimensions. The lands looked basically the same, but small details would be different.
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I was looking out a window at two people, a guy and a girl, struggling in the water. They made it to a dock, and I threw fishing line out the window. “When I get a fish, climb up!” I said. The first fish I caught was a piranha, and I said, “You’re lucky it didn’t get you in the water!” I shook it from the line and caught another fish. They climbed up and inside. I said, “You should ask Chad for the recording of this show.”
One of them replied, “He’s already got it online.”
“The old version, yes,” I said. “You need the new one.”

This one was rather strange. All the people were drawn in the Batman the Animated series style, because that’s what it was, a BtAS episode. The Joker killed himself by jumping into a river. Things started to come up missing and other bad things were being done. But it wasn’t the Joker, he was dead!

I went searching around where the Joker took his life, and hooray, I found a secret entrance in the rocks. It was small , and you’d have to be pretty tiny to squeeze in, but I got in. It was part of the sewer system, and it smelled awful.

The Joker was hiding in a surveillance room down the way, and saw me coming. He greeted rather warmly, and kept me in the sewers with him for a while.
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This was not a good dream. This was a great dream.

Nickelodeon. They had just started a new game show, and I was part of it somehow, behind the scenes. The game was a “safer version of real life that educates children on the dangers of the world.” The dangers of the world being the demons and undead beyond the city walls. The children go in, choose a character, and begin playing Diablo II, though that is not what it’s called in the dream, as Diablo II’s world is their real world.

After a while, the market for the game skyrocketed, and people would pay (or be paid) to have their custom designs in the game. This was good, seeing as I was the artist. More money for me. After a few years, I grew tired of the secure job, and sought adventure.
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