Been having some PS2 dreams as of late, and I've been noticing a trend.
When I'm fighting against the TR it tends to be more of an action-based dream. My most memorable one dream with the TR had me as a Stalker assassinating officers, sneaking through the lines, and causing mass chaos. It was brutal, and one of the first dreams where I was a highly effective killer. It was almost disturbing.
However dreams where I'm fighting the VS are more survival-horror. Often times the base I'm defending is getting overrun. The VS dream that's stuck with me most had me "spawn in" (dream started with me popping up in the base, aware that I was in fact spawning in) right behind a VS MAX. It stood over a railing firing down upon my fellow NC soldiers. I fired my assault rifle into it's back and circled around it, the MAX unable to rotate quickly enough to fire at me. I had to reload though and because dream logic I had no more mags for my gun. I vault over the railing, that "Oh shit" sinking feeling in my gut, and begin to take withering fire from the MAX, managing to slide behind cover just before getting bipped. As my shields recover I take a look at my map. The NC controls most territory, but the VS have made a bee-line towards the TR warp gate and are currently cutting through TR territory diagonally across the map. The base I am at is currently the focus of the VS push. I look around. The base is positioned on a plain, mountains on either side some distance away, and I see VS forces moving atop them. And while the cover I'm behind stands between the MAX and myself, I am on the side of the base facing the VS advance. I hunker down, weaponless and quickly finding myself behind enemy lines. But I knew the VS had to be stopped there, and every one killed was one less we had to deal with. So when one VS soldier passed too close to me, firing his gun at our base with reckless abandon, I pop up, grab his arm and swing at his face. The gun flies out of his hands and lands a couple feet away. I have him grappled and we eventually find ourselves on the ground trying to pummel the shit out of one another. I was clearly dominating the fight, but he managed to break out of my grip and tried clawing towards his weapon. I stood up and dove back onto him, tearing one outstretched hand from the gun. I was getting fatigued from the melee and decided to end it, so I ripped off his helmet (revealing a face similar to the ADVENT face in XCOM 2) and bashed his face with it until he stopped existing.
Dream ended with me on my knees, body slacked and a wave of relief washing over me. Dunno why though, I was still in deep shit and I'm pretty sure my opponent was just a light assault.
If anything, I'm going to keep playing PS2 for the once per session epic moments and the fairly frequent badass dreams.