A Competition & Locker Room & Explosion

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was in a building that was possibly partly or mostly a college or school, and I was in a competition with other people including my formal male classmate AM.

I can not remember what the competition was about, I do remember that I was tricked into wearing an outfit during the competition, which ended up looking like a dress or something; which I was not happy about at all, but the competition was going on so I could not stop.

A Wedding & The Russian Military / Vampires Invade Our Hideout?

I forgot to record this dream until later in the morning so some details are missing, but I do remember that part of the dream took place inside maybe a house; and I was there with my brother GC.

My brother GC got a phone call from our uncle CE that one of our family members, maybe a cousin, was getting married; and they wanted me to make something for the wedding.

Game Theory: The HORROR That Threatens SCP

Game Theory: The HORROR That Threatens SCP

What is it?

The 2020 YouTube video Game Theory: The HORROR That Threatens SCP by the YouTube channel The Game Theorists.

What is it about?

This is how The Game Theorists describes this video:

Is beloved my many, whether it’s through the SCP Foundation and community or the games like SCP Containment Breach and SCP Blackout. They’ve landed in some trouble recently, with a person taking their Russian trademark. You see, that person has been on a mission to, seemingly, take down all the SCP over there. Why? No one is quite sure. Today, I want to focus on the LEGALITY of what is happening, Should this person be able to get the SCP copyright? What power does he have? What does it mean for the beloved SCP? Let’s dive in!

The artwork featured in this video and it’s thumbnail are being used under a Creative Commons license:
Page Creator: LurkD
Image Uploader: AelannaPhoto
Link: http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-1471

Assassin Body Swap? | A Formal Russian Party?

Source: Wikimedia Commons

I had a variety of short detailed dreams last night that I woke up remembering but I kept going back to sleep without recording them, and so now I can only remember part of several dreams.

Dream 1

This dream took place during the day and involved me being dressed up, and I was at a formal party that was possibly outside but I can not remember.

Everyone else was probably dressed up in formal clothing as well, my former male classmate JC was there sitting at the same table as me, and I remember him watching a video on his mobile phone that was possibly about barbecue and barbecue sauce because he probably wanted to make some.

As I was watching the video with JC I noticed a woman with light-color skin wearing makeup and a nice dress with her hair pinned up staring at me negatively for watching the video I guess from across the table, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

The next part of the dream took place outside in a slightly fictional version of the alley by my parents house to the left of where the chicken cage / kennel / coop should be, and I was there with several people including my dad and my brother CC and my brother GC.

I can not remember what was going on, but at some point I remember remembering a false memory about my brother CC killing (probably murdering) his fictional girlfriend when he was still a minor and she was either killed in this alley and / or buried there about where we were standing.

In the dream my brother CC was probably still in the military, since this crime happened when he was a minor in the dream he got lucky, and he was able to move on with his life when he became an adult.

I made a comment about how this was messed up, what my brother CC did back then was wrong, that I loved my brother CC, but I had to call him out on this terrible crime that he did back then.

Our dad started to deny that anything happened or something crazy like that, he started repeating various things, but me and my brother GC did not waste much time arguing with him because he was just going to talk in circles defending our brother CC.

My brother CC responded to me by saying: “F##k you!.”, and I responded to him reminding him that he is my brother and I care about him but that he needed to be called out for his terrible crime back then.

Me and my brother GC started to walk away as our dad continued jibber jabbering in circles (which is an annoying thing that he does in real life sometimes) his defense of our brother CC, but that is all that I can remember of this part of the dream.

The last part of the dream is very confusing and unclear but cool, it involved constant jumps between dream characters and time periods, and it seemed to involve at least one body swap among other things.

I can not really make out what most of my voice recording of this dream said so I am not sure if I was in the dream or not or where it started, there was a woman with light-color skin with long red or black hair who were somewhere, something happened to her when she went to sleep or got knocked unconscious where it seemed that another woman woke up in her body while she woke up inside the other woman’s body.

The first woman was just a regular person, but the other woman seemed to be an assassin who had a mission but this body swap was messing up her mission.

The first woman woke up in probably the other woman’s body confused, flashes of memories came to her throughout the dream, and the dream jumped back and forth between them and some people associated with them and maybe even me.

The first woman ended up in a convertible car slowly moving up a street during the day when a man with light-color skin wearing sunglasses and fedora jumped in the car and started driving it while saying something to her.

The first woman was confused, the man seemed to be part of the mission that the second woman was supposed to be on (an assassination mission I assume), but the first woman had no knowledge of this and to the man she was the second woman because she had her body now.

The man was confused and started to question her trying to figure out what was going on because time was running out and she needed to continue her mission.

The second woman was handling the body swap better, she knew she was running out of time for her mission, and so she probably called the man to explain that she was somehow in a different body and was in a different location so they needed to make adjustments to hopefully still be able to carry out their mission.

But that is all that I can remember of this dream.

Dream 2

At some point in this dream I was outside during a gray day at a fictional version of the area near where The R Trailer used to be, and I was there with my dad and my brother GC near my automobile.

I walked away for a moment and when I returned my dad had just pried open the driver’s side door of my automobile with a flat crowbar-like tool and my automobile was possibly flipped on its side, and so I ran over yelling asking what was he doing.

My dad said that my brother GC had problems with the automobile but he was not specific, I assumed that the key did not open the door and maybe something was wrong with the battery, and so we probably flipped the automobile back over and I popped the hood and I started to look at the battery et cetera.

Under the hood looked new and clean and nothing like in real life, I remember black and red plastic-like material, and even in the dream I realized that things looked differently but not enough to realize that I was dreaming.

I complained to my dad about what he did and did not do as I checked under the hood, and then the dream transitioned to me walking from this area into maybe a large outdoor supply store / rest stop-like building.

Once inside I reached a room where Russian business people, politicians, et cetera were having a formal party with old and young model-like women with light-color skin with mostly long brown / yellow hair wearing mostly sexy black somewhat see-through funeral-like clothing but some we wearing formal dresses.

The Prime Minister Of Russia Dmitry Medvedev was there among the people I saw, I walked around looking around as people drank and talked as some of the women danced et cetera, and at some point a woman with light-color skin wearing a nice dress with many bodyguards wearing black suits and black sunglasses surrounding her in a defensive formation entered the room.

I had no idea who the woman was but she must have been important because she had a lot of bodyguards, and shortly after she entered the dream started to slowly shift from formal to more informal as more people arrived who were not dressed up except for some people like Meghan Markle who was wearing a white dress with an interesting texture that I assumed to be a swan inspired dress (it did not look like feathers, but like it was inspired by the look of swan feathers) who was arriving alone among the crowd like this was before she became a princess / duchess.

The dream transitioned to me walking from this area through a hallway of a hospital-like area, and in a hallway I saw and heard a boy with light-color skin with short-to-medium length medium-color hair with a bowl-like haircut singing / humming part of the song Tu Es Partout by Pauline Croze:

But I could not tell if he was singing in French or English, I doubted that anyone would know this Pauline Croze song (any song by her really), and so I started to wonder if her song was based on an English language song and maybe that was what the boy was singing but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

My Family Gets Taken Hostage By The Russian Military?

Last night I finally got some more sleep, not enough sleep but more than the previous night, and I woke up behind schedule so I to get out of bed quickly to get ready for work which caused me to forget most of my dreams because I jumped out of bed too soon and too quickly; but fortunately I barely managed to remember part of one or two or three dreams which I will type as one dream.

All that I can remember of this dream or these dreams from last night is that one dream or one part of the dream involved maybe a male British/English musician with whitish-color skin who slightly reminded me of the musician George Michael.

Maybe the dream involved someone else and/or I maybe analyzing some music by that musician, and then maybe we went to meet him in person.

I think that I remember us knocking on the door to his house during the day maybe somewhere in The United Kingdom at a condominium along a sidewalk by a street, he answered the door, but that is all that I can remember of this dream or this part of the dream.

All that I can remember of this dream or this part of the dream is that some of my family and I were traveling like maybe we were on vacation, I remember us being in an unknown city/country staying at a hotel or motel, and we went around exploring this city/country.

The next thing that I remember is either part of this dream or this part of the dream or it is a third dream or a third part of this dream, but I am not sure which is correct.

There were at least two countries having some kind of disagreement, I could be wrong, but I think/assume that it was The United States Of America and/or another country and maybe Russia or another country; but my memory of this dream or this part of the dream is so messed up now that I am not sure.

In anger/whatever I think/assume that Russia/whoever sent part of its military into another country to briefly occupy it as a message to The United States/whoever, but I could be wrong.

Either way my family and probably some other people ended up getting taken hostage by the Russian/whoever military who were probably occupying a small part of a city, maybe this was the city/country that my family and I were vacationing in, but I am not sure.

I decided to try to rescue my family and some of the others, maybe a Russian/whoever soldier and/or someone else or maybe no one else helped me, and I remember sneaking into the part of the city where my family and the other hostages were.

It was probably a gray dark cloudy day, which made it easier to stay hidden, and maybe it was also easier to sneak around because maybe I had help from a soldier/whoever who knew this area and who knew how the security was set up but I am not sure.

There were Russian/whoever soldiers guarding various areas and patrolling, this area had a lot of small buildings, and so that made it even easier to sneak around and hide.

I slowly sneaked around without weapons or armor, which was very dangerous, and eventually I reached the area where my family and some of the hostages were.

I went inside the building or buildings that they were being held in, the building or buildings were very small one-story buildings, and only the hostages were inside so I was able to talk with them and start planning our escape before we left.

My family and the others were alive and well as far as I can remember, I found all of my family and the people I knew I think, but I did not find all the other hostages of people who live in this city.

I remember having nothing against the Russian/whoever soldiers, to me they were not my enemies and they were just following orders and I had hope that this situation would end soon and that we could be on friendly terms, and I blamed the people in their government and in the other country (maybe The United States) or countries government(s) who started this mess and who were continuing to escalate this situation putting other people’s lives at risk and forcing their soldiers to do things like this.

I did not feel that most of the soldiers from either country wanted to do this, I assumed that most were just following orders, and were being used as pawns by politicians/et cetera.

As we were sneaking outside to leave and/or find the other hostages and leave, I woke up, unfortunately.

The end,

-John Jr

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