Art by MeddygonThere is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.

Gah, that was odd. I’ve only seen 5 minutes of Oni being played, but I dreamt about it.

The scenery was a factory of sorts, the walls of a purple and white blending hues . . .

It started with Oni running down a catwalk and knocking a guy over the edge of it midway. She runs to some hollow container and punches a few buttons, and then climbs on top by way of cloaked ladder. The ladder is barely visible, and we only know it’s there by the light shining off it slightly.

She slips inside the container through a hole in the top, presses more buttons, and steps out the door onto the catwalk.
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I dreamed of greater things today, I dreamed of what I want to be. What I want . . . or what I was meant to be. Was I meant to be great? No, no one is born into such a status . . . we must toil with our services in life before we are granted such a penance . . . That is what they tell me, yet I do not believe them . . . but who am I to claim that I’ve been denied a destiny? Perhaps it’s a past life . . . But I’ve lived so long, how could it . . . Did I forget things over time? These scars tell me I have . . . I don’t know where I got them, yet they’re there . . . they’ve always been there . . . Those wings, were they mine? What happened to them? Why can’t I remember . . .

I had a dream about JHONEN.

I was at a convention, and he was there. I, of course, joined the massive throng crowding him to praise and ask questions. I finally get up to him, and his first comment is, “You’re small. You’re a very small thing.” I start to ask him something, and he says, “AW ISN’T THAT CUTE!” picks me up, and starts running. He sets me down somewhere, and runs. I run after him. I catch up with him and say, “RED JHONEN IS NOW IT!” and run. He chases. He tackles me, and says, “Blue Schroe is now it.” He keeps his arms around me so I can’t run, and we just sit in a random corner of the convention and talk. For some reason, I’m wearing a shirt with different fruit on it. He starts licking the fruit. I say, “Jhonen, this isn’t a lick’m wall.” He stops and says, “Aww.” I look up, and I say, “Jhonen, have I introduced you to my boyfriend, Jorenko?” and Jhonen was all sad-like.
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I just dreamed that I went to Taco Bell and they asked me to work gain, so I said yes, worked for an hour, (at night) and Jorenko ran in to take me away. We ran outside and ran into Matt on the street, and we followed him to Media Play, were he bought something, and we all left.

Then I started making a new campaign using the Darksun: the Shattered Lands game engine (even though that’s not possible) and Jorenko and I entered the game to test it out, and my Elf character died. (They can’t be brought back to life in AD&D 2e)

Jorenko and I met up with Queen Mew and went for a walk in the park, and then I posted the New Q (The dream occurred after the Q was posted) and Jorenko answered it on his laptop and Mew went to another PC to answer. Her PC was below mine in this place, so I leaned over the edge of my floor to look at what she was doing. She wouldn’t have seen me, but my necklace dangled over the edge.

Rar.

Per usual, several dreams. Most were too random to type.

I was at my grandmother’s house (but it wasn’t her real house) for a family gathering. Lots of giant donuts to eat.

Wait, perhaps it was my house, because I had my own room. Which had a door that exited to the outside.

I look out the window, and some bard is harassing my brother, a barb. My brother, the Axe barb. Heh.

I rip the screen in my window and start shouting at the bard to leave him alone, waving a sword at him. Tony takes the time to run off. The bard goes after him after I go back inside.
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Dream 2.9 –
“And you know what that means, don’t you?”
“No.”
“Well, I sure as hell don’t, because this is YOUR dream!”

Dream III

I was playing this new game that starred Luigi for some reason, and it took place in a mansion, but it was NOT Luigi’s mansion. The point of the game was to collect certain items to aide you win the final battle, which you could play at any time. The boss was a fire breathing ghost who was holding a little girl hostage in a room.
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Dream 1 – Pikmin topped tomatos.

Dream 2 – I was walking down a road, when I see people walking around robbing cars, so i turn around and get my car. I hop in and drive. They try to wave me over, I don’t stop, one jumps in the way, and waves his knife. I rev my engine.

He moves, and I drive on for a while. I get through to some corn fields. A group of villagers pile in my way, all brandishing some form of weapon. I can’t run them all over. Someone throws a cigarette into the cornfield and it starts to burn. the villager’s attention is diverted, so I drive on. I stop, park my car, and go back to help them.
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I had forgotten most of my dreams last night until I read Ozziepants Cafe, then I remembered a bit.

I was at a college campus. To get to a certain building, one must go down a set of stairs, under ground, then up another set of stairs into the building. Inside the dark room was a desk and books, and many other things that reminded me mansion basement in FF7. The bulk of the dream was a group of people trying to get into the room (I was in this group) while various other groups kept us out. Some of the groups were: The Knights from Monty Python’s Quest for the Holy Grail, Rabid Christian Fanatics, FBI Agents, and the Mafia.

For some reason, I was always the only one who got through.
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Dream II

For some reason, TNG and I were at a hotel. I cut up a bit of food and threw it on the floor for the cat, but the cat wasn’t there. We did, however, see something grabbing for it, but not reaching. I look down at the floor, and my dog is pulling her excess fur from the carpeting with a bird-claw like paw – both her rear paws have become deformed. MADNESS.

Dream III

I can’t recall much . . . but at the end, we were waiting on a boat for a plane to get to us. “We” being a ghostly goddess – long white dress with dark black hair. There was a male, can’t describe him, me, a couple others, and some freaky girl.
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Dream, dream, dream a dream.

For some reason I was cleaning out my Taco Bell bag while at school, and it was in my old high school, and it was during one of Schneider’s classes. I hated Schneider. I know most people say they hate their teachers, but tell me – have you ever walked into a class KNOWING you knew more than the teacher on the subject they’re supposedly teaching you? People may THINK they know more than the teacher, but with her, I KNEW.

I was cleaning out my bag, and for some reason, the desks were the ones with open space under the surface, so you can stuff … stuff in it. I was stuffing the minimal amount into it, because I didn’t want to lose it, but I did end up stuffing some workbook into it, and some sports trading cards. For some reason I come across a cake in my bag.
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For some reason I was in my old trailer in Troy Villa. The main door was open, the screen door was closed. I was seated at a computer next to the door, and I could see the overcast skies through the door. Behind me was Mike Shapiro, on another computer. To my right, another person. We all worked feverishly to code something. People kept coming to the door and asking questions about Joe the Circle, and I would have to stop what I was doing to look in a guide to answer them.

At some point, the dream turns into me looking for a hat to buy to wear to a very snooty ball. I find a nice purplish black one. I show it to my brother.
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Dream 1

They were testing a plane that could allow people to stand on the wing and feel no discomfort. A few people and I were asked to stand on the wing after being shown the video. The guy said I should bring my legos and play with them on the wing. I said, “If any of them fly away, you’re buying me replacements, right?”

He said, “No.”

And then I beat him up until he agreed to sign a contract stating that if any of my legos were lost, the company would replace them.
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I just had a dream I held a dying man in my arms.

It started, we were in an arcade. Many of my friends an I loved the games in this three story arcade. We often wondered why they’d closed the two basement levels – five stories of games would be great. The old guy who worked there, Bade, would often chase us away when we hung around the stairs. We’d never been nice to Bade, and he’d never been nice to us – At one point in the past, he’d shot me in the arm for trespassing.

We finally saw he was distracted, so we bolted down the stairs. We had stolen a key, too, so we could get through all the doors. We were all gamers, this was a game to us.

Another dream.
For some reason, I was wandering around Stony Ridge Park, and there were haunted houses and such to tour. I had fun in them, yay.

Later, I walked into this place that looked a lot like a dig site, but at the front door was a bunch of people lifting weights. I followed the wall around. The floor looked like a black, rocky waste. At the far end of the room, I can see that it is/was a hangar for aircrafts. There’s a plane right outside these giant doors. Suddenly, there’s a rumbling – a plane is flying low overhead. It jostles something loose in the ceiling, and we wait for it to fall down the chute – it’s a silver toilet. I laugh and walk up the mound of black rock. I see something that interests me – someone’s using magic. Since this entire place seemed to be a training facility of some sort, I decided I wanted to learn to use lightning like I’d seen someone just do. Earlier, I had seen a man showing his apprentice how to fly. I walk up, and poo, it’s not a teacher – it’s a bank. I look inside their vault and see nothing but amethysts. Big, shiny amy’s. My birthstone. I look at the banker and inquire who they belong to. He states that he’s not allowed to tell, but he can take my name as a person who can be told once they’re claimed. I give him my name, and he almost faints. They’re mine, I put them in the bank hundreds of years ago, and no one was permitted to know they were mine until I claimed them. Whee! He gives me the key, and a bowl of shrimp pasta.

I’m hungry.

Okay, that dream was just disturbing.

There was this huge explosion at a nearby farm, and, for some reason, my dog was over there. We rushed to go get her. We drive around the emergency crew, around an old steam engine that’s decorating the farmyard, around some water mains that broke in the explosion, and finally to where the dog is and, what do we see? She’s just sleeping. I bundle her in the car (I’m holding teddy tails the entire time) and we look around the place.

It’s a farm from a previous dream. The leatherworks/blacksmith’s shop from that old dream had gone kablooie, the barn was now some hacker central, and the railway that passed in front had blown up as well.

Wha-booooooom!

Bus dropped a few others and myself at some unknown underpass and drove off. We all had sparse packings and little cash on us. We all waited for a ride. (Note: in this dream, I was the blue hair Schroe rather than myself.) I sat and talked to a few people, and really hit it off with this older man (Nothing sexual, mind.)

A car finally stops to pick us up. The man gives me his spot and waits for the next (he’s so nice). We stop at some school and then drive off again. Then, I’m dropped off on the side of the road next to some woods.

There’s two people waiting for/with me. We walk into the woods, and it’s pretty hilly. We keep walking, and walking, and walking through the woods, over the fallen leaves.

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A Diablo II dream.

There once was a very powerful necromancer who was also a king of his land. A young princess was offered from a neighboring land as a peace offering. He accepted her, and she became the queen. She was very petty, and vain.

One day, years later, she slew her husband, and became the sole ruler of the land. She, over the years, had harbored a great hatred for him, and became to dabble in the magics, developing her own spells as needed to become a powerful sorceress/necromancer.

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Dream, dream, dream . . .

The first that I recall was trying to show the character Mr. Burns just how evil he really is, kinda like a Scrooge/Ghost thing. I dragged him to a small children’s hospital and forced him to sit with the kids for a long time. While I was there, Jenessa showed up to tease people. I asked her to leave, and forcibly pushed her out the window entrance to the room. The only way into this room was through a window on the second story, with a small patch of roof to step up from. She finally agreed to leave, and when she had her back turned, I pushed her. Someone, Halley, saw this, and agreed to keep silent, because she and many others thought that Janessa deserved it. Janessa is brought up to the care center on the 2nd story in a bit and healed. (HP system for this dream: Upon death or serious injury, a certain number of HP is removed from your total permanently) Janessa begins to cause trouble in the hospital, and I go to throw her out again. She leaves, and again, is pushed from the roof. We just leave her this time. We don’t care.

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In a small classroom, like none I’ve ever seen, the students draw on the board while the substitute teacher yells at them, “Don’t make me get Lak! You know I will!” Jorenko, Squee, a few other Corkies and I sit in the back of the room just talking and playing with slinkies. For some reason, the sub and I get into a fight, and he ends up kidnapping me. All that I have with me in the car is a broken slinky. He drives off, threatening to kill me and stuff. I convince him not to kill me by giving him certain favors with the aid of a slinky. He continues driving down a road until it becomes a dirt road, and then he follows that. The road becomes surrounded on either side by some sort of plant that’s being farmed there. It’s all in rows, and the car is going between the rows. Ahead of us on the road is a bunch of other cars, all slowly heading to the same place. The sub, a bitter old man, starts to drive through the field, trying to get past the other drivers. I smack him and yell, “Are you TRYING to get caught?” He gets back in line with the other cars, and later we’re walking down the same path. All the people are trying to get to a baseball field where there’s some woman in Aztec style clothing singing in a strange language. The sub an I veer from the path at the last moment and head down a hill to get away. Three men in a golf cart scoot up to us – one is also an old man, while the other two are armed guards. I levitate, trying to look scary and frighten them. It works, and then I land next to them and say, “Hiya!” and walk off as they arrest the sub.

At the start of the dream, I’m being driven out of the Commune by … some company. They turn the entire Commune into the playhouse for some super genius kid (looked like Akira). They would always have games and people over to entertain him, but he’d only sit at some little Tandy and program things. Whatever agency I worked for wanted me to kill the boy. The boy was more Tetsuo-ish than Akira. He had a Kaori … but it was *gag* Flinchum. I make my way through the game room. I’m well hidden because there’s a bunch of kids there, 500 billion arcade machines. :D

Then they order all kids to leave, so I have to hide. They don’t find me. It’s time for the kid to do his job, the reason they keep him – he’s got to do some hacking. They leave him alone to do his work except for one old woman who’s watching over him. I step into the doorway, and see that the kid is seated in seat second from the right in a row of four seats at a table. On the table are two computers. He’s sitting at the computer on the left. I bring up my gun and say, “Aren’t you usually on the right?” (Which he usually is). The woman gets up and yells for security. Too late. Tee hee. Time to destroy whatever they learned through the kid. I broke stuff! And I got away! And I blew up my Commune to get rid of them :(

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My parents were driving around, I was in the backseat. We slowed next to this woman on the side of the road as we were about to enter some campus. She wanted to take our order, so we ordered tea. My dad started to drive off, but the woman shouted, “Don’t you want your tea?!” Dad replied, “Bring it to us when we park.” For some reason, I was embarrassed by this. He then proceeds to park in the second farthest parking spot away. The farthest was occupied by a white Chrysler, which also happened to be what we were driving. We got out of the car and see Jorenko standing at a picnic table in the playground. We run up, say hello, then Jorenko and I go off to play on the slide. Steven Tyler (his voice was Mr. Morgan’s) was the Slide Director, and he chose who got to go down and when. He would only let people go down if they could name a flavor of pop that no one else had yet. I named a bunch of Faygo flavors, so I got to go down the slide a lot. Everyone’s hair was dyed, too. Bright orange, red, yellow, green, etc.

For some reason, it moved on to a view of a message board and a bunch of different avatars. Wasn’t my board, but there were avatars of me on it.

— oooh, nothing like some surprise bondage to make my night,

Don’t look at me like that. I was only 3 weeks old :-(

— Ah, self-portrait?

The body’s mind recently opened up some past memories This is a scene from when they’re taking the body to have the “Growths” removed from her back.

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The souls are easy to explain.

Azula is a evil, conniving bitch who’s capable of doing good only when it benefits her

Amanda is a bitter young woman who just wants to live her life after it was taken from her before her time.

Kerin’s deathly afraid of everything, but she’s capable of being sneaky when she needs to.

Scissors spends all his time making as many people as possible miserable.
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I just dreamt that Jorenko and I were walking on some rocks by river, and were going to walk on them. I took off my sandals as Jorenko walked down, and once he reached the bottom, I tossed them to him to catch them. He missed and the fish began to eat them. He caught a fish, opened it’s mouth and showed it to me. “See? Piranhas!” But they weren’t attacking him.

Next, in the dream, I woke up in my room and it was filled with about two feet of water. The same fish were in it, eating my stuff. I waited for it to drain, then began to seek a way to keep it from filling again.

The next bit seemed to be a cross of Star Trek, Star Wars, and Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within
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Harry Potter related dream

A young Schroe, along with two other students, both male, wander the dark halls of Hogwart’s. Schroe has it in her mind to scare these young’uns. The room falls into complete darkness, but the boys keep going by feeling the walls. Schroe can see perfectly. She removes her feet from the floor and begins to float to the boys. Just as she’s about the scare the ever living daylights out of them, a torch flashes, and the room lights up. Schroe sets down on the ground, and acts like nothing was wrong.

They get in trouble for being out at night, and are sent to their rooms. On their way, Schroe silently sets a spell for everyone to grow beards. While they’re working to get that removed, she sets another one – a pack of random dogs infest the school.
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