May 20, 2008 00:03
I've learned I don't really need Zan or Ko to pull a mindfuck to end my soul for all of time.
I do it perfectly on my own; while sleeping.
I'd been dreaming about something or other than escapes me but, obviously was very serious because of the undertone I was getting from the dream itself. At some point or another, there was something that was really earth shatteringly serious that was about to be said or revealed and, at that time, the dream abruptly switches.
It's one of those "I'm not sure what the hell I must have inhaled or smoked but, holy shit that's some serious WTF in my system." dreams.
As in; why there was some typical anime background, complete with school girls mind you, and at the track field, where this whole.... thing took place from a 3rd party perspective. Perspective being, you know, watching some poor girl with black hair in gothic lolita and huge blue eyes get completely uke'd by some track star chick who looked like Hitomi Kanzaki from Escaflowne and Aya Mikage from Ayashi no Ceres with her short hair's lovechild... and one hell of a dominant personality. GL got a few nice hits in, including a knee to the jaw that had me wincing and shaking my head because, as much as I'd love to deny not reading any kind of Yaoi manga, I've read it and we all know what happens when the uke fights back, or tries to as in GL's case.
Yep, little one got uke'd so hard even Sasuke'd stare and go, "Damn."
Somehow, said scene between those two turns into some huge massive 8 person orgy that included some blue haired chick who, by the impression of shock, horror and disbelief before the sexins began, was more likely than not a member of the Student Council or the Class Rep.
Not to mention the disturbing that was Touji from Evangelion and Onizuka from GTO's bastard lovechild jumping up from the behind Track Star chick into the sunset in a pair of boxers looking happy as hell.
Ladies and Gentlemen; this is probably why I should seek professional counseling; because does anyone else's brain turn from "SERIOUS BIZNESS" to "HAY GUYZ, IT IS CAN BE RANDOM WTF HENTAI TIEM NAOW!" in the span of probably about fifteen seconds dream time?
Yes? Good. You know my pain.
No? Good for you, now go away and save the remnants of your normalcy.
Alarm buzzing against your feet to wake you up? That's an interesting feeling, same as the whole waking up to sit for a good three minutes and go, "...did that really just happen in my head?"
I can ride my bike with no handlebars, no handlebars, no handlebars...
SON OF AN EDIT: I think I know where the Gothic Lolita girl came from; someone in my friends' list was talking about Rozen Maiden.
...why this is suddenly making that dream all the more disturbing should be obvious.
Why couldn't it have been something like mud-wrestling between Moka and Kurumo (Kurume?) from Rosario + Vampire? That would have at least made sense in some fashion since I'd read 20 chapters of that!
what the shit,
dreams,
wtf,
fail