A few dreams last night. In the first one, I was checking up on the D-Day RTD, where my character was hiding behind a log. The log exploded and my character was bleeding to death.
In the next one, I was driving around and either my dad was following me somewhere or I was following him somewhere. The laws for red lights and yellow lights had recently changed for some reason, and because of this a semi truck hit one of our cars so I had to drive him.
Then the last dream. I was the female protagonist of Pokemon Black/White and was checking on some little sidequests or something. All I had to do here was watch some flashback cutscenes.
In the game, my uncle was a really close and important character for some reason. This scene explained why - he was working in a Pokemon zoo or something and a man and woman walked past, presumably a couple. They started talking to him and he mentioned he was my uncle. The lady was quite thrilled that he was related to such a famous Pokemon trainer and started paying more attention to him than her boyfriend. It was implied that he liked me so much because it gave him stories to tell to woo women.
For watching the first cutscene, I was gifted a permanent discount at a nearby restaurant that specialized in those wedge shaped potato cakes they sell at Arby's.
The second cutscene showed something embarrassing about some rich boy. I don't remember much about it except that it took place in the same zoo, and that I had to choose two pokemon beforehand that would show up in a group of Pokemon following the kid. One of them was an electric type that looked a lot like Girafarig.
After the scene was over, the rich kid stormed in and yelled at me for learning whatever embarrassing thing about him, then ran off into the next room. I followed him in and he apologized and gave me an item he apparently made out of something he got from a ditto - a prototype armor that would transform the pokemon holding it into any pokemon that made contact with it.
Then I woke up. It seems I write weird Pokemon fanfiction in my sleep.
Bonus dream bit from two nights ago since I was just reminded of it:
I was at some party and was about to leave. I wanted to head over to my friend N's place with him, but I had my car so we had to drive separately. Before I left the party I grabbed some chicken - not fried chicken or anything, like I ended up with some cut up chicken, thanksgiving turkey style.
I was holding it in my hands so I grabbed some tissues and made a little bag to wrap it up in. Then I was passing through some gate like at the airport and was afraid they'd take my chicken, but someone reassured me that I was allowed to take up to a certain amount. I ended up having exactly one pound, which was below the limit, so I took it with me and started making plans to trade it for stuff.
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