#dreaj

also a bear and someone i sorta know was there

i found a small like human sized tank (in a bog/fen/marsh)that i could pick up with relative ease and used it to intercept the blows from the bear ( i even told the other person to run away and not to worry, cuz ill 'tank' the blows lol) until i realized that the bear was trying to guide us somewhere (thru a tundra)and being as gentle as they could about it

eventually i let them "grab" my hand and drag me to this park (with SUPER OLD and fat and gnarled and relatively short trees with some of the densest foliage id ever seen) where the bear tried to officiate a wedding between the person i knew aand myself and force us to get married to eachother using the one ring from lotr.

the 3 of us had a bit of a cartoonish slap fight about it (cuz me and hte other person did NOT want to get married and especially not forced to by a bear, and the bear was DETERMINED to make this happen) until i actualy got to LOOK at the ring and see that it was the one ring and told them both and slapped the bear on the back a couple times and laughed about it. the bear looked like they were about to cry and the other person immediately got on the phone to tell their friend about the whole ordeal.

I CANNOT express just how RELIEVING it was that, that was all it fuckign took to stop this bear from tryna marry us. i may have also JUST ALMSOT lost my vision and myself to the ring and its influence while i was tryna perceive it, but its ok i pulled myself back. and thats all it took. i was so happy about that

i managed to make the ring disappear somewow andi think the dream ended roudn there

oh yeah, earlier in the dream before all this, the first person who caught me being invisible tried to pull a sword of a cabinet to like attack me with. but it was like a sword in the stone kinda deal and while they managed to get it out, they broke off an entire section of the cabinet with it and almost dropped it thru the floor cuz it was so heavy. i managed to redirect its fall onto a plate on a table and nothign broke but god when it hit the table it was so fucking heavy it felt like it should have broke a hole all the way thru to the earths core and then some. anyways we had a whisper argument about what just happened until the part with the bear happened

i, however, was simply chilling

just doing all kinds of magic by my self and living my life and having a generally pretty good time, an when i wasnt doing like magic experiments and blowing shit up, i would be engaging in my various hobbies and/or cooking. i had this nice little garden that “culminated” into this very pretty, slanted spiral made entirely out of various grasses and plants. it was all arranged in a very special way that honestly im not sure how id describe, almost like a cylindrical hall of mirrors? anwyays most days id conjure up various instruments amd play then for the plants 🌱 as ime watering or pruning or digging stuff up. i also had a second garden which the plant spiral led to. this one had some plants too, but it was more dedicated more towards the various exchanges ive made with all the random strangers, who ive accidentally encountered at “my mountain”. large floating mass of land that i conjured up and shaped to be my home where i spent most of my time, especially since it was so vast and had such varied environments. anyways the random encounters ive had with ppl were all my fault, due to maybe some curse or perhaps it was this inherent chance that laid within my magic. any spell or conjuration or like literally anything i did that had to do with magic, had a small chance to “summon” complete strangers from anyplace and anytime, usually at the very least one at a time until i send that specific set of ppl back to wherever/whenever they came from.

anywyas so ya like i had these little floating globules allover the place that i grew in my garden (by conjuring up spheres of water, letting plants take root IN the water and then taking some of that water and doing other magic shit withit) that basically served as like those spots in museums where u press the button and a prerecorded voice tells u about whavever ur looking at. i used them and basically had them set up as traps all over the... island cuz ppl would be showinf up whereever and whenever. the trap was simply just bestowing "information about the time, place, where, who and how". again like those museum info buttons with a prerecorded message. i didnt use them unless i felt it was absolutely necessary and like they were about to start some shit or smth. normally at first i would try to ignore them cuz with the entire island being the way it is ( chalk full of vegetation and life, oh we even got a cool lil desert somewhere around. its not too big but not too small. i had sculpted it for the purpose having access to certain desert based plant and animal life for like cooking or reagents or just sliding around the dunes) they could probably survive on their own. i also didnt want to drop whatever inwas doing to go greet thrm cuz half of the time a lot of them would immediately recognize me somehow. one of the few reasons i ever left the island was to try n find the shithead thats spreading rumours about me to the point that most ppl around could tell who i was at first glance as well as having them be as afraid of me as they are. it was annoying tryna deal with that every time so i usually let them do their thing unless i could see they were like causing trouble or they werent gonna make it.

main reason i didnt immediately send them back was cuz i had to make sure i sent them back properly, also like, i wanted to see if i could trace + assess how the rumours were developing so inwould eventually talk to them and show them SOME hospitality. i know it wasnt anyones fault in particular that ppl kept showinf up, but when most ppl who do show up are THAT afraid of u based on some bullshit rumours, dealing with it was just...annoying... after proving thst im not an immediate threat and that the rumours were bullshit(sometimes i WOULD fuck with them cuz i knew they were boutta start some bullshit), i would usually ask them where theyre from and what its like and then try to divine some of the local specialties and cook that for them. then if they liked it id give them a couple samples of the islands local food. we had a LOOOOOT of fucked up and interesting plants growinf here, some was the natural course of things and some of it was by my design and experimentation. of course making sure there were no side effects that i couldnt just magic away was a concern since the local wildlife and my own self wasnt a particularly useful point of reference, given all the fucked up magic bullshit that the island itself and i are always up to.

i dont remember any specific visitors in particular but the way it would usually go is,

they show up whileim doing magic

-> if they arent causing trouble, i leave them alone (even if they were causing trouble i usually had jus tthe right spell to like fuck withthem enough to get them to stop, i usually liked to use enchantments or illusions that like would guide them towards a lake and let them chill out OR i would just fuck with them indirectly or directly until they were ready to like not destroy me n my island)

-> once im done withwhat im doing and like feel like it, i otherwise lead them to my garden/house or some specific location (or i go to them)

-> we do the whole "who are you" song n dance

-> i convince them to talk about where theyre frome

-> i make food or drink for them or let themdo it themselves or ask them to teach me, OR i just figure it out

-> we talk more

-> i learn about the time n place theyre from, they learn that the rumours are more or less bullshit (cuz i mean i guess they COULD be true considering how powerful of a witch i was but yknow, will and intent an all thatbulshit ALSO LIKE IM A FUCKIGN HERMIT WITCH)

-> we exhange info about our various goings on and lifestyles

-> if theyre interested i invite them to make some kind of "tether" that would help not only send them back but also allow them to return if they so wished. i tell them about the garden/shrine (cuz it enshrines all the memories and effects dedicated to our various encounters hehe)

-> tether gets made (and yeah the tether could be just about anything, a scrap of paper, maybe something with something written on it, a sculpture of some kind, something culturally significant to the person in question, knickknacks, or some times they just give me something they were carrying on them at the time. one thing i usually liked to do was trade knives. i would make a knife (sometimes out of pure magic, or i would just fire the smithy up and we'd make it together) for them and i would ask if they wanted to trade and if they didnt id just give them the damn thing anyways. i mean yeah thats what the tether was. it was always an "exchange". the objects exchanged would always serve as the tether. always)_

-> i place the tether in the second garden/museum/shrine of encounters, putting them iin a display case, a hanging rack, or set it up in some way, shape, or form. taking care of these was also a nice way to pass the time.

->using the tether, i send them back if they want to go back immediately or i give them a magic thing that lets them go back whenever they want and let them do whatever, as long as they arent fucing everytihng up

-> i go bakc to enjoying my solitary floating island lifestyle

-> repeat

oh shit i almost compeltely forgot this ones so long lmao

so at some point after like living as described for who knows how many years, i ended up getting "summoned" myself. i was like summoned onto this thing like one of those bird watering fountains but with a magic circle on it

anyways the position at the store 🏬 was like a regular one except they had me working like lead role in some show that served as like an asvertisement for their company. it was like a full blown show and it was like a pretty good soap opera cuz if you didnt know youd habe no idea it was advertising for the store. so yeah i was the main character???? for some reason... and the main character was like this maid with this super frilly maid outfit kinda like this

and she was like ome of those characters that stumbled her way thru the story, into and out of problems. sje had good insight sometimes and was good at event planning and liked to run and read mysteries a lot. i guess it was a bit of a mystery soap opera cuz there were a lot of murders and other problems that shed end up solving cuz all the other characters were so caufht up in the surrounding melodrama that the only “mostlybut not really” uninvolved character had the time to think about what was goin on lol.

anyways they paid me for like an entry level position and i had to act out this character for the show on the set and in the store itself. the job overall sucked and like the store too but i kinda liked not habing to wear the stores normal uniform and the maid outfit allowed me to get away with fucking around and doing some other bullshit i absolutely would have not gotten away with otherwise. also i liked working on the show more thhan anything else. it was... fun.... despite eberything else.

anyways at this point i just got stopped at the entrance and havent gotten changed yet. so i make a dash back into the tunnels tha connect to the entrance and stsrt looking for a changeroom. the tunnels are like a swathing sea of people in these subway like tunnels. it was all white like a targets walls would normally be. with thst type of stone or brick thats been painted over. it was nauseating. it shared that same kind of miserable lighting too... anwyays i kept running into various people cuz there was so many around ir was impossible to not do so. and almost ebery single one i ran into kept aski nd me about “the affair”. i didnt bother to keep asking at this point. after feeling like id suffocate and die like this several times i made it to thechange room . which had the same pale white ceiling and walls and insufferable lighting and almost as many people inside as there were outside. but at least the changeroom was incredibly spacious... people still wouldnt stop asking me a bout “the affair” until i managed to erect a barrier of boxes and linen in a corner so i could change in relative peace.

when i changed into my outfit i was no longer at the store. i was already wearing something else and i found myself at some type of gathering at some kind of (ski?)lodge

i remember hurrying to orepare a swimming outfit and some backup outfits for after and while i was doing that i was talking to someone about fortnite? while also preparing for some event

oah yeah it was one of those collective borthday events for people who had birthdays in the same month. far as i remember there were only 3 ppl there whos birthdays were beinf celebrated for that month. it was wierd cuz like after all the prep and setup and everything eberyone is more or less gatheredon one end in this dining hall amidst all thr serving tables full of food... and then my grandmother? (maybe?)start singing happy birthday. she gets like 2 lines out before she interrupts herself to start reciting a speech which felt like a suuuuuuuper uninportant thank you to thr “sponsors” she was reading advertisements. i looked at the guy whose name was mentioned in the first two lines of the song we were singing, miguel, and he was kinda just looking around expectantly. felt bad for him... most of the people who were gathered up before were suddenly no longer in sight cept for a few stragglers. thats what it felt like. the few left behind were just wandering aroujd aimlessly. not even chatting or eating. there were two ppl who was i was talking with on one end of the hall. i said, smth like “this kinda fucking sucks” and this one lady walked up to me and very excitedly agreed and the guy sitting in his chair handed me his phone and showed me his web page. it was pretty cool. it had this really cool pixelized style of colouring using various hues of green and brown that looked really good together. i looked thru his page while talking to both of them and as i did images of this dark builfing with spotlights occasionally hitting it started filling my mind like a vision ior clairvoyance or smth. it was a weird clustered snd complicated buildinf. i wish i remembered enough about how it looked to draw it.

the 3 of us kept talking to eachother and we realized we all got along pretty well so at some point the lady was like “hey why domt we fuck around and make our own birthday celebration since they dont seem interested in starting anytime within our lifetimes lol” and both me and the guy were like yeah thats a great idea. the guy in the chair dodnt really say much very often bur the 3 of us were all on the same page so while the lomg ass speech was s to ll goin on we dragged out a circular table, found a normal sized cake and surrounded it with plates and bowlls of food we were planning on eating. we were practically making new dishes and soups an stuff with all the combinations we were making. once all the food was ready we just interrupted and started singing happy birthday to miguel while the 3 of us held hands round the table. im not sire if he heard us since he was sitting relatively nearby my grandmother(?) who was kinda still droning on...

it was like ... no it WAS an attempt by someone to build something that didnt interfere with the environment at all. theyre were giant walls that varied in size n shape, some had platforms some didnt they were all this like washed out lavender ish type a colour... the walls and parts of the building were like . stones really. cut stones that were growing alomgside all the vegetation and wildlife thst took root here.

the sun would filter thru the gaps and bends of the walls like it would thru any other tall tree in the area. it felt magical ebery time i looked up at it. sometime the walls would spiral upwards into almost spires that appeared to be reaching and bending and grasping towards the very heavens. wait yeah... it was like all manmade parts of the structure were like fucked up treees that were as immense as the rest of the forest itself. while a lot of the structure grew to overshadow parts of the jungle (yeah im realizinf now it really was a weird lil mix of a boreal forest and a jungle just without the snow ig lol), the vegetation covered in the shade did not lose out on any nutrients it would have gotten otherwise.

- i was there for a record

- the record was like made out of a very special “living resin”. idk/idr what resin is normally made out of but whatever this living resin was made out of wasnt that

- it split into three spear like appendages...

a bit like this

almost like the record would split into three sharpened snake tails or heads or wait... kinda like. nue houjuu’s wings

anyways

i was looking for this record so i could research it and figure out what it s deal was. also i wanted to listen to it. i wanted to try and see if the record would LET me listen to it.

as it turns out there were 3 others who desparately wanted to do the same(more or less)

1 of those was someone who said the record was vvvvveeeeeerrrruyyyy important to her and she tried to interfere eberytimr we came across one another in the facility . she did this primarily by using telekinesis to fashion like... “funny bombs”. they were basically just telekinetic bombs that were supposed to be like nonlethal interference but everytime someone walked into one, they would almost end up dying from the sheer force of the confetti and streamers released or like just barely avoiding the explosion would have someome inadvertently dodging towards/into a greater danger

the oyher one after the record i think it was this ragged mannikin that had a one track approach towards reaching their goal. the mannikin, however had a great reverence towards the forest and the facility itself. iirc they wished to meld with the record and mold and grow itseld into something more flexible. or smth i think it was tryna just simply adopt the characteristics of the record into itself. the body was a mixture of wood and flesh. i think the wood was some kind of derivative of the same material as the structure’ walls n such were made out of, mixed with one of the local trees... or smth like that. i thinn this very nature of this mixtur me unsettled the mannikin to no end , given how the structure and the vegetation, while they may grow alongside one another, do not interfere with one another. also iirc the flesh to wood ratio was like 1:8 i think 💭

we all fought eachother at least once

at some point we actually all started traveling together thru the forest. after a very lomg while we encountered a door. the only door in the entire facility. god i wish i remembered what happened after that

next thing i remember is this HUUUUUGE grand dining hall split up into many VEERRRY llomg rooms with SUPER LONG tables and incredible amounts of food on each. there were so many people. oh yeah all the tables were connected so if u had to get to the other side of the table quick, you were fucked

the numbers denote the different rooms

the rooms in the dining hall were split a bit like this. the doorways were huge and there was a warm lighting setup so that the closer u were to a wall the less light there was

i was helping out woth the preparations an setting a few things up but this stupid shithead who had NOTHING to do with any of the ppl actually working there was tryna pose n posture as the host of this giant gathering. it pissed me off so much i grabbed him by the back of his collar and dunked him into this gigantic pan ful of leftover brine from tbis mega honeyed ham we had made not too long ago and then slammed him against the wall prob like the milksop webkinz. he was stuck against the wall so i just left him there for all in the room to see and started to walk away so i could get back to work ig. i hesitated to call it work cuz i dont think inwas part of the staff but i was helping as much as i could. and like... i was having fun. getting ppls food, making drinks and running around and finding creative (and food safety compliant. as much as i wanted to i couldnt in good conscious bring myself to leap and flip over the table) ways to get around the labrynth that was the long table. what i do know for certain is that i did not sit down at any part of that long ass table at any point. anwyays i was walking away from the shithead i slapped onto the wall but he wouldnt shut up. he still kept talking, yelling even, as if he was responsible for this grand affair. i ripped him off the wall reall quick, spun him around so as to dry all the brine om him to like seal his mouth shut and then slapped him onto a different wall. i walked off and washed my hands and changed in the change room and went to this smcomputer room we had next to the dining hall...

there was this person who walked up behind me and tried to show me this game. i tried it out and it turned out she was like the face and voice behind the main character. she wouldnt stop humble bragging about it but inthought it was a bit funny cuz i coulsnt stop thinking about how cool the menus and UI and intro cutscene was. there was this really cool song in it too like a classic shmup... affghhg i wish i remembered anything about it

id drive a car into my driveway, get out, set up charges for some cars or just blow up other cars by raising my hands in the air and like cheering. then the process would repeat for like a very very very very very very very very very veyr very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very long time like maybe almost 40 hours straight. or maybe a year. idr....

anwyays this granted me the status of “true vampire”  and i didnt need to drink blood. i think i could still enjoy garlic too ig. in fact i think i was still very much amongst the living, i just had that title and had like vampire-ish powers. kinda. i was chilling. it was all pretty cool ig.

at least until this one like actual “true vampire” started like boasting about me? like as if i had anythign to do with him? (i didnt) but he was like one of those ancient vampires who wouldnt shut the fuck up about the “grand traditional ways of the TRUE vampires of eld” and all this shit about “vampires these days dont know what it means to be a TRUE vampire” nobody really felt like they could argue with him about all that on account of there only being like less than about 12 of them around, including myself? most vampires aroudn in this time were like artificial homunculi? or just like not considered “true” vampires cuz they were bitten to become a vampire or “artificial”. and they had all those bullshit like hierarchys and caste systems pertaining to all that bullshit. and i thought he was full of shit too. i would just say to him, “we’re all vampires, like shut the fuck up idiot” via shared vampire telepathy or like a letter or smth idr. but like he wouldnt. he wouldnt shut the fuck up and  kept going on TO EVERYBODY about “how everyone should aspire to be like this TRUE new vampire” and it pissed me off how he was talking about ME like as if i gave a shit about any of that. before i could like relaly say or do anything about it, all the other vampires, like in the entire world, started like tryna kill me cuz they were SOOOOOOOOOOOOo mad about that one old shithead vampire said.

i dont remember what happened after that but

the only thing i do remember after that was the racing circuit for bugs.