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Ever had any? I had one last night, I made sure to write it down as soon as I woke up because it was so bizarre (I forget my dreams pretty quickly unless I write them down ASAP).
I was back visiting Japan again, walking around the streets looking for a place to stock up on food for my apartment. Suddenly I noticed Artosis walking out of a grocery store. I walked up and waved. Conversations are paraphrased here because remembering exact words in dreams is very hard, but this is the gist of it:
Me: "Hey, Artosis! That you, Artosis?" Artosis: "Yeah! You a Starcraft fan?" Me: "I sure am. Hey, what are you doing in Japan? Vacationing before the next GSL match?" Artosis: "Japan? This is Korea, what are you talking about?"
I looked around. No, this is quite clearly Japan. I walked Artosis over to a group of buildings and pointed to the signs.
Me: "See, they're all written in Japanese. You're pretty good with Korean, aren't you? How could you not notice...?" Artosis: "No, this is Korea. Sorry I can't chat, I'm on my way to the GOM studio right now, game is starting soon."
So I followed him, extremely confused. He walked into an old, dilapidated-looking hospital, I followed him in. He bumped fists with an old, female nurse. "Tasteless my man, I am so excited to be casting these games today...!"
They rolled out an obviously fake, toy camera and Artosis sat down next to the 'Tasteless' nurse and began talking about the matches they were going to be casting today. The nurses smiled at me and sat me down in a chair in front of the chairs Artosis and the nurse were sitting in, as the 'audience'. Suddenly Artosis looked around the hospital room slowly, at all the nurses in the audience, at me, at the fake camera, and started crying, just sobbing uncontrollably.
And that's when I woke up. I scrambled to my dream journal to write this one down as soon as I woke up since it was so bizarre. Ever had any dreams about SC?
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That is so awesome and creepy
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Creepy, wrong, and plain strange. I normally just have dreams about smoking and cops showing up, or totally random out of context adventures with no connections to much of anything.
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Hmm. I don't know if I've had a starcraft one recently. I had one that predicted the outcome of an OSL Final. http://www.teamliquid.net/blogs/viewblog.php?id=110145
Two nights ago, I had a dream where I saw a wave. It was just a wave rolling along the ocean. It got bigger and bigger, until, out from the water, a Gyarados emerged. It began spinning and spinning until I was watching a watery tornado, rather than a wave. And where the Gyarados had been, suddenly Articuno was in control. He was soon joined by Zapdos, and the whirlpool reached massive proportions, taller and wider than skyscrapers. The sky began to grow dark as the massive storm blocked the sun. To the water tornado was added the element of electricity, and the watery tornado was no longer in the middle of an ocean or lake, it was arriving on the shores of a metropolis and suddenly I was no longer a disembodied eye, but among the populous running for a desperate and hopeless attempt at survival. Finally, the bright fire of Moltres was added unto the holy storm, and the watery tornado had become a mushroom cloud: the god birds of the elements were become death, the destroyers of our world. Skyscrapers were shattered and knocked over, the streets were blood, and glass, and finally nothing but the white hot light of nuclear fire could be seen.
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well that sure gives the 2012 movie a run for its money
artosis being delusional; somehow i could picture that, tasteless as a nurse i just cant
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Wow creepy is correct...
Two nights ago I had a SC-related dream. I often have dreams where I'm running away from something, and they're kind of fun adventures where I get to fly, jump off buildings etc. But this time, for some reason Haypro got in my way, and was being super annoying. He kept taking photos of me with his Iphone and laughed saying he'd put them on the internet. For some reason this really annoyed me and I got really angry. Eventually he got out of my way. Idra was in the background playing soccer. He was telling off one of his teammates. I then carried on running away from whatever I weas running away from.
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