I had a weird dream last night about this guy with some sort of machine/musical instrument powered by his farts. It sounded kind of like a tuba but had several tubes. He was ostracized by most of the community because they thought he was weird, except for the autistic girl who wasn't bothered by it and would play the violin to accompany him. She introduced this boy (maybe her friend?) to the man and they made a blood pact to go to the moon.
Then it cut to these guys taking a bunch of shipwreck victims to an island that was apparently owned by the fart musician and rented as a refugee camp to fund his inventions. On their way back one of the guys was laughing about how all the refugees only had SNES when he had a GBA with 4x the battery life.
Ranko saves the world
I had a nice dream last night that I was in a little tea cafe in a rustic village. Just as I was leaving to go to an appointment with someone I saw hataters with her phone(it had a cute purple and black checkered design case) taking a picture of the cafe as she entered, but since I was in a rush I didn't have a chance to say hi. A few hours later as I was leaving my appointment I checked this site and saw someone had posted a picture of the cafe and realized it was hatate from earlier. I then took a picture of a tiny purple and black checkered car that chen was driving down main street, and replied to Hatate's thread. After a few posts back and forth we decided to meet up somewhere in the town, but I woke up before we could meet.
I wonder what it means…
I had a scary dream where people received photographs of themselves but the photo was all weird and mangled or something dangerous was happening and then soon they would die and it was always a cruel death though not necessarily painful or gruesome. But shortly after they looked at the photo, it would turn back to a normal photo so they just thought they were seeing things or something, like after they blinked, it'd go back to a normal photo.
It's a little bit like that Goosebumps series of stories with the camera. hmm, i think it was called Say Cheese and Die.
But my dream was a little different to that story. It happened to a few people in separate events, but I only remember the third time it happened when someone had a photo and this time instead of blinking or looking away from the photo (where it'd reset to a normal photo) the person stared at the photo for a long time and it started whispering all the secrets of the cursed photos to him and he was soon driven insane and he wrote down a quick message to his gf explaining the curse and put the message in a book so it wouldn't blow away and left the book on a handrail overlooking a tall bridge over a bay and then he jumped to his desu but as he did so he knocked over the book on the handrail and it fell into the water and was lost and then my dream revealed that his gf had already had her own photo taken earlier that day and she was already omae wa and it was very cruel twist to my scary dream.
bad dream, i didn't like it at all, it was very uncomfortable.