Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts
Showing posts with label guns. Show all posts

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Night of 25JUN2014

In an apartment in Tokyo, I began receiving mail forwarded to me from my first address in the military. They were date-stamped from 2005. I received one date-stamped 2020, but it had been ripped open and its contents stolen.

Suddenly, someone put a hit out on my son, so I became his bodyguard for a while. The assassin hid in his room, next to the window, and had a blow-dart gun. I found the assassin, and shot him and threw him off a cliff (the house was on a cliff, for some reason).

Monday, June 23, 2014

Night of 22JUN2014

I was at a rich friend's house (I can have rich friends in my dreams), and I was wanting to leave. However, I had forgotten the extra magazines for my pistol in one of the children's rooms (?). So I began an exhaustive search of every room in the house. It was actually a mansion, and it was after what seemed like hours of searching that I finally found it.

I stepped out the front door, and met a steep scree. I stumbled down it, and slowly made my way to the bottom without tripping and rolling down. Then I realized I left my jacket at the house. I am not sure why I had taken a jacket, since it was blistering hot outside. So I slowly traveled back up the scree and into the house.

My first step inside was into a different house, or place. It was an arena, and I was in the bleachers. I took a seat, and a woman next to me commented on the cartridges I was quickly loading into my spare magazine. She mistakenly identified it as a ".29 caliber" round, at which I cringed (it was a 7.62x25 Tokarev). She informed me of how she had never had any luck with the .29 caliber. I didn't respond.

Night of 21JUN2014

While driving to work, on the busiest road in town, I was teleported out of my truck and into the electrical room at the state Capitol building. Angered by my inevitable tardiness, I left the room. I realized I was fully armed, for some reason (rifle, sidearm, and armor plates). Before I reached the exit, I was teleported again to the mall.

These are not places I really enjoy visiting, so being teleported to such places when I am trying to get to work had really pissed me off. I made for the exit, again. Teleported to gas station. I exited, and walked east on the sidewalk. Not really sure where I was going, because I should have headed north to get to work.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Night of 20JUN2014

My parents had recently opened a shop in a small town. While visiting, I discovered they had a slot car track that my dad carved out of a massive tree, and pieces of plastic. After entertaining himself with this toy for a few minutes, my dad lost interest and left the shop.

My mom asked me to help her carry some things to her car, near the beach. Unable to carry everything in one trip, I had to leave my enormous fishing rod in a breakfast diner, after wrapping it up in electrical tape. When I came back to get it, it was gone. I frantically searched every shop in town for it, and discovered a group of people in a booth at the diner that were excitedly pulling electrical tape off of it.

I told them it was mine, and one of the gals implored the man named 'Meadows' to relinquish the fishing rod to me, as it was rightfully mine. He vehemently refused, and we were transported to a meadow. He turned into a Wookiee, and I disintegrated his legs with a particle rifle.