A Building And Joan Rivers And Some People Hunting People With Powers

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I somewhat remember part of two connected dreams from last night but I will type them as one dream, the dream took place during the day in the city of D, and I remember being at a large fictional one-story building with a tall roof that possibly was on Eastside.

There were various people at the building, especially probably college students partying in one or more of the main areas that had a stage, and there were various rooms/areas inside the building; and some of those areas were living spaces/houses/apartments.

I remember exploring a small area in the building where there were many old objects, some of which possibly were from my childhood, and this area was like exploring someone’s old storage building of objects/memories/emotions/et cetera; and it was nice exploring the objects, and feeling the various emotions and remembering the various memories associated with them.

At some point the comedian Joan Rivers and a group of people in the dream who I knew interrupted me wanting me to ride with them by automobile to a buffet restaurant to eat/drink, and so I left with them and Mrs. Rivers drove us in a whitish colored Chevrolet Suburban.

Mrs. Rivers was being her usual self and I remember us talking/joking as we drove, as we ate, as we drank, and eventually we drove back to the building driving on a route past the D Jail and the D Post Office.

Once we returned to the building we went to a part of the building where Mrs. Rivers lived with some of her family (a woman and man who had whitish colored skin), and this area was designed like a shotgun-style house where you could walk through the entire area in one straight line.

The others sat in the living room after I talked with them and Mrs. Rivers briefly but I went to the bathroomย  which was in a room connected to the kitchen/dining room, you had to walk through the bathroom to reach other parts of the house and there was a window in the bathroom that allowed you to see into the kitchen/dining room/living room oddly, and for some reason I took my clothes off to urinate.

As I was urinating my dad walked into the bathroom and he recommended that I put my clothes on, we briefly talked, and then he kept walking further into the house probably through the bedrooms; and I finished urinating, and I put my clothes back on.

I walked further through the house as well to a back room where old objects were stored, maybe the same room from earlier, and I started exploring the old objects again until I got interrupted by the others again.

The others invited me to join them in the main areas of the building where the partying/games/sports/et cetera were taking place and maybe Mrs. Rivers joined us briefly, and I probably talked with her briefly as she drank/drunk some alcoholic drinks while making jokes about people.

This area had a bar that also served food, there was music, dancing, games, sports, a stage, and more; and at some point I possibly was no longer myself, and maybe I became a young man with whitish colored skin with yellowish colored hair who looked like the character Souichiro Nagi from the Japanese animated TV show Tenjho Tenge; and I had powers somewhat like him I guess.

I remember playing sports with other people who had powers and one sport involved using our powers to move a ball to try to score in our opponents goal/whatever, and my partner was an attractive woman with whitish colored skin with reddish/brownish colored hair who looked like PS SD and she used either water or air powers.

Some people had water powers, air powers, I possibly had energy powers or powers to move things with my mind, and other bending-type powers combined with various other types of powers.

My female partner and I were doing great as a team, at some point my partner through the ball so hard with her powers that it went behind the stage, and so she went to get the ball as the rest of us waited.

After a while she did not return and so I started to worry about her but then a group of people came from behind the stage, and they started attacking everyone who had powers.

I ran to question them about why they were attacking us and about what happened to my partner, a bald man with whitish colored skin who seemed maybe a bit snake-like told me that they had set up a trap and that my partner got caught in their trap but he did not say if she was dead or alive or what they did with her, and he started talking about how we people with powers all needed to die and/or something like that.

Him and the others were hunting/killing/capturing everyone who had powers for some reasons, they refused to stop and I became angry because of this and because he refused to tell me where my partner was, and then I started fighting them and using my powers.

They seemed well-trained and equipped to try to counter our powers so I had a hard time, and at some point I woke up; but then I had another dream that was connected with this dream.

After fighting various people for a while I ended up fighting a large/strong Samoan sumo wrestler-type man who had light brownish colored skin with long shiny/wet slightly curly blackish colored hair, and he was so strong and tough that I had to use various objects as weapons against him while running to avoid his grapples and strikes.

My strikes did not hurt him at all and the weapons only barely hurt him and my grapples did not work on him, and so I ran around throwing and hitting him with any object that I could find while hoping that he would get tired eventually; and my powers did not seem to work against him, but that is all that I can remember of this dream and I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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