Today I had a dream that I had some kind of Digimon keychain that was actually a crossover Kirby game. It was like, some kind of top-down RPG on a small black-and-white tamagotchi/digimon style screen except with good-ish resolution a tad more like a gameboy and one grey tone as well as black?? You could select your character from a menu of like maybe 8-10 of them that I didn’t really get to see.
I had chosen dedede apparently and discovered that when walking around through different areas each would have different music—namely in this one grassy area it played a more upbeat, ambient version of his boss theme.
My immediate thought was oh man, this has an actual soundtrack? I bet it’s a little different for each character so I’ll only get part of it, but I need to find some way to record this OST.
So the other day I was having a stupid little thought about people having Reflector MBs that could act as mini-Hfenixata. I haven’t talked about Reflectors much cause they haven’t been developed very much but basically they reside in a host and then the host and Reflector sort of “reflect” each other, that is, bring out hidden qualities of each other through their intertwinedness. They’re basically a carryover from my dropped (and in-reboot) Tyrian project, where they were inspired by the shadows in Blue Dragon Ral Grad* (which in turn first appeared in Blue Dragon).
So this will be a short post, maybe I’ll add on to it later. But I just imagine getting a degree in Aluma to be the actual wildest thing
Verity / Aeterna
In Aeterna they have the Sophius academy for Sharps, where many important ‘science’ people get started. What I already had established is it’s kind of like a university but with its own quirks, at the very least the rather obvious one of having a giant Directed attribute mascot in the basement.
Now I like the idea that every student does independent research and a small dissertation before graduating,
Last night I had a dream that I was playing a tamagotchi thing, but the tamagotchi creature sat on this platform/dais and much like the tumblr horse thing all you did was clean up poop. The poops appeared on the other side of the screen in a random little obstacle course thing you got this vacuum cleaner cursor for and when you’d clean them up sometimes they’d turn into a hologram of the tamagotchi creature that changed to whatever stage it was currently in, which in my case was some kind of Kuchipatchi bootleg with snazzy legs.
After that I was watching a weird and bad movie trailer for “Tamagotchi: The Gritty Reboot” where there were at first these normal babies crawling around and I was like “but those are just babies”, but later they underwent a gruesome transformation into grotesque alien-looking versions of tamagotchi creatures so it did live up to its title.
The super funny thing about the Stablehand world is that basically nobody has a standing military, many places have militias of sorts in case some weird circumstance requires them but nearly nowhere is there a flat-out army
…Except Hinotoria the purported country of peace which has this huge-ass military, they’re like, ‘it’s not the military, it’s the Flame Guard, they are a national guard with a legitimate peacetime purpose and we would most certainly never use them for coercion‘
No evidence can be found anywhere that they have, but this is the same country that proudly claims to have publicly burned an infamous leaker to death. So.
Today I woke up from a dream where there had been some kind of short stage play based on homestuck printed in a magazine in a two-column article format, and one of the columns was just taken up with Dave Strider having a silly monologue where there were individual parts marked in italics with the names of Shakespeare characters such as “Tenerife“, Bottom, and Titania maybe. He had just kind of spontaneously launched into his own little surreal parody of twelfth night where he was playing all the characters and bullshitting all the dialogue (probably including the name Tenerife tbh) and they were probably all saying stupid things like “I don’t know where you can buy a goddamn fucking carburettor Bottom, this is [insert weird fantasy place the homestucks on the meteor are actually in right now]“
I had a dream that in the area I usually sleep, where there’s a partition-like rectangle of shelves and then another ‘room’ behind, these mysterious college age people had just sort of appeared there. That was their hangout
On one hand they didn’t seem that scary or untrustworthy and I wanted to meet them, on the other, there was no telling what kind of stuff they got up to and I was a little scared.
I forgot most of the dreams I had but, I had one where I was kinda platforming through grey corrugated steel “roofs”, I would climb up on top of one and find this area that was like when a city building has a “balcony” (?) that’s just an enclosed area of exposed flat roof you can walk on where you can see the sky. I climbed up two tiers of these snow-covered roofs I think, each one turning into a wooden stairwell below the next snowy roof, till I got to the third one that was actually outside.
Out here there was mossy ground and some overall yellow-green vegetation further away probably including trees and ferns and shrubs.
So here’s a weird little fact about me: I have this strange complex about being shoved into the military. It wasn’t really a thing before I got into college, but now every so often I just kind of have a little freakout about how I wouldn’t be ready if somebody decided to pick me up and put me in the military.
It’s a really stupid “fear” to have. There hasn’t been a draft in America since 1973. I know that there’s no reason in the world I need to be in the military,
So I may need to preface this with a little fact about myself: I sometimes have this weird fear I’m going to get randomly thrown into the military. It’s weird and stupid, but yeah, that’s a fear I have.
I had a dream that I just kinda came home wearing my college’s ROTC uniform, and was waiting for everyone to ask about it. Surely somebody was going to ask me about this, I thought, after all it had come pretty much out of nowhere! And I had a great story to tell about it! But nobody even noticed, much less asked about it.
This was one of those non-lucid dreams where you’re just sort of another character and you have to wait to learn cool things about yourself, so I have no idea what it actually was, but I’m certain it would have been weird and unexpected. All I know is that after all that, I was finally no longer afraid of… being whatever I was now (exactly what that was wasn’t straightforward for reasons you’ll soon see). I was a changed person, and now I was perfectly okay with it.
Unfortunately, I soon learned that my big experience of personal development was all for nothing, because the entire marching band (which had of course just appeared out of nowhere) was also sporting ROTC uniforms. Because it was just the fashion now or something, it was no longer an achievement for me to have appeared with one, and there was definitely no reason for people to ask about my story now. I felt just a teeny bit defeated.