Had the strangest dream yet most awesome dream last night. · 2:25am Nov 3rd, 2014
I was at a garage sale or something. It had nothing but vintage toys there. I was looking for some Gen. 1 ponies there.(Despite not being around during G1, I'm rather fond of it.) I did find one or two ponies, too. What was odd was that I refered to one of them as Posey, but it didn't LOOK like Posey. It was a blue earth pony with a mane similar to Gusty's, and it had a weird cutie mark that I can't really remember.(Posey is almost exactly like Fluttershy in both personality and appearance, except she's an earth pony and has flowers instead of butterflies for a cutie mark.)
Now here is the awesome part. I met Lauren Faust there, and we went to McDonald's, ordered cheeseburgers, and chatted like old friends.
Afterwards, I recall being at home, and playing with Not-Posey's mane-brushing it and braiding it, like I was seven all over again. Then, it suddenly jumped to a chase scene. I was in a wagon with some other people. The wagon was being pulled by a life-size Firefly toy, which(thankfully) looked like Firefly, except it was the same cutie mark on the Not-Posey. Then we were in some old shack that looked like it should have been torn down half a century ago for the sake of public health. Somehow it had working electricity, and even an electrical outlet-the latter which I used to electrocute a steampunk robot to death in an attempt to fix it, despite the robot screaming at me NOT to shock it. Then some old geezer who looked like the lovechild of Spiderman's Uncle Ben(from the original trilogy) and Ray's dad from Everybody Loves Raymond started yelling at me. Apparently this dude, in whatever universe this dream took place in, was MY uncle, who I lived with in the shack, was also the robot's creator. He was pretty upset that I killed it- upset enough to banish me from his "house" and live with some ultra-rich dude in China.
So then I sailed to China in the rich Chinese dude's personal cruise ship-yes, he had his OWN cruise ship just for himself. As we landed, a gigantic black cube ran up onto the beach. I went to investigate, and the box's side opened to reveal that it was filled with nothing but ponies, ponies, and more ponies. It. Was. Beautiful.
But then the rich prick said that there was NO WAY we were gonna keep any of those ponies in HIS house. He then sent for the military to blow the ponies up. Then Beyonce, the dude from The Pink Panter movie, and some other actor(I think it might've been Arnold Schwarzenegger) showed to stop the henious plot. So while they were kicking ass, I was just sitting around, playing with the ponies, and thinking "They're all so beautiful" the whole time.
And then...I woke up. I was very displeased.
2582305 Unfortunately, the rest of my dreams are not as awesome. They're either extremely weird, extremely disturbing, or both.
I once had a dream where the only way I could stop Hitler's tanks from rolling over Poland was to eat a bag of pineapples...with my eyes. True story.
2669248 What even?
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Hey, don't laugh. I'm a hero. I saved Poland. Dreamland Poland...but whatever. Still counts.
2672192 I saved the entire (dreamland)Earth once!
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Aww, man...all I saved was fucking Poland. Nothing good ever came out of Poland...not even kielbasa. It's too greasy. And the language is like fucked up Russian.