An online acquaintance sent me a really long message on my UtaForum account. She told me that even if I deleted everything, she knows where I am and what I’ve been doing.
Or so she thought. She linked me to the wrong profiles in multiple social media sites. She sent me a My Little Pony fan profile? I ‘ve never watched MLP in my whole life…
I clicked on a link sent to me through Messenger, and it multiplied all the files I had on my PC.
Do not click suspicious links, kids! XD
I was in a rural-like town, with my mom. We were on a motorcycle with her driving, and had to navigate through a lot of narrow streets (idk what eskinita is in English oops) to get to the city.
Along the way, we passed through the usual barangay households: a bit dark, with close-knit houses, half-dried laundry hanging around, children chasing each outer while their parents are either drinking alcohol or talking to their fellow parents. It felt nostalgic, not gonna lie.
We stopped at a house with a yard that's big, enough to hold a party with your extended family. My mom went inside the house, and told me to just stay outside and wait for her.
I left to stroll around.
Most of the households within the area had their dogs outside of their homes, either in a cage or tied with a leash. And most of the time, they only responded to me passing through in two ways, either barking a ton, or biting me. Their bites aren't that strong, and it was only enough to stop me from walking, at least until I shake them off my ankles.
Except for this one dog.
It looked like a small brown pug, except that it had human teeth. It had a collar, but was off its leash, so it followed me around. And whenever it caught up to my pace, it bit me so hard that I had to put my pinky fingers at the corners of its mouth to at least stop it from biting deeper. And whenever it happened, some sort of background music started to play, slowly getting louder as the dog's teeth goes deep into my ankles.
It ended when an old man, who was supposedly one of my uncles, saw me sitting on the ground, took the dog out of my ankle and threw it away.
I was an idol (like the K-pop kind). I was a guest at a variety show, and the theme was water-related games. We had to ride banana boats, but I can’t recall what we had to do. It was a race I think?
We were in pairs, and my partner helped me adjust the belts that attached us to the rope. It was… kinda attractive not gonna lie… I can’t even recall their face or what their gender was…
I had a dream where my friends got arrested, but not me.
I went by the names Sam and Ingrid. My friends were of various ages and stages in life. Both me and my friends were undercover, trying to find out what sort of plans out local government have been planning as of recent.
As we went out of a store after buying some food, a barangay tanod approached us. He asked for out IDs, and we gave it to him.
But then suddenly, some civilians crowded around us, being weirdly insistent on asking us questions that are really intrusive and not contributing a lot to the investigating tanod. There was especially this one woman in her 50s asking us about our hairstyles.
A riot of some sorts then happened, and the civilians tied my friends up and hauled them up a white pickup truck. I tried to follow the truck, but then decided to head to the other direction, where there were several portals only a few knew how to access.
I crossed one of the portals and it sent me to the moon. There were some astronauts living there, and I asked them to help project a video to Earth.
I then saw another portal and crossed it, and it lead me to a forest where a few people were picnicking. I asked them for help too. I then went a bit deeper into the forest, and saw two people doing what seemed to be an interpretative dance that doubled as a ritual. Many other people went to watch the dancers, including two people I recognized as allies.
The allies asked me for details on what happened, and scolded me for asking help, saying that it'll look like I'm taking advantage of their kindness.
It ended with us looking at a tv screen, showing some CCTV footages of the prison, with my friends wearing yellow prison shirts and trying to sneakily break free.
There was a shortage of food going on, and everything was frozen all over.
I can’t remember who I was with, but we rode a car to someone’s house and I blared some music on a speaker strapped on the roof of the car. A lot of people got annoyed by that.
When we arrived at said person’s house, we had some warm food. The owner of the house commented on how weird it was that we were a group, since apparently people usually go by pairs instead.
I was watching a music video from a boy group. I wasn't able to identify what group it was, or where it was your regular American Pop or K-Pop or OPM, but I was sure that it was a group song. The music sounded like something from an American group though, with some heavy snares and claps and guitars in the chorus (like the Big Time Rush theme song)
The music video was a bit weird, it was just someone flipping through a magazine of the members' pictures. All of them were distorted, almost like alien-ish. You know that filter that makes your eyes and mouth bigger, and takes out your nose? It looks like that.
What was more interesting was the song's lyrics.
It was literally just numbers. Imagine a group of guys singing "one-two-four-seven, five-four-twenty three", and that was it, that was the song.
The song was unique enough to get it trending everywhere, and people at first didn't understand what was going on with the song. That was, until days later, where someone found out that they were using a cypher for the lyrics, and that they had to decode it.
But up to the dream's end, no one was able to decipher what the song was about, because even when they decrypted the lyrics, it was still in random letters, and they had to find out what cypher it is again.
I was inside of an airplane, along with my mom, Theo and her dad, some of my online friends, and some random Filipino celebrities. We were part of a cast of a film, and had to go to Seoul from Manila.
Disclaimer: I've never been on a plane. An airport, yes. The only resource I have about planes is YouTube videos. Anyways...
Prior to that, the plane landed at the school where I took my first 2 years in high school. We rode the airplane one-by-one. The airplane's interior looked more like a bus, and the border between the cockpit and the passenger seats was pretty much non-existent. It literally looked like a bus.
As we buckled up, the driver stood up and faced us. He was wearing sunglasses. He announced that the ride to Seoul might be a bit bumpy, but he hopes that it will be enjoyable. Everyone clapped. He went back to his seat and started the engines.
The airplane ride was a mess. It felt more like a magical carpet ride. The altitude was way too low that we bumped into trees. We passed through out house many times that it felt like we're circling Manila instead of actually getting out of it. What the fuck dream driver?? You gave me dream motion sickness. I don't even have that in real life.
Okay so this was the oddest dream I've ever had, like I literally ended up waking up with literal tears in my eyes, wtf was this and why
So the dream starts with me in a line. There was a rhythm game tournament, and we had to register our accounts first before officially joining the contest. It was my turn, and I gave the guy on the registration turnstile my phone, which had my song and cards of choice.
The registration guy registered my phone by having it scanned to a device connected to a computer, but then it was rejected. The error message said that I had another account that I haven't deleted. I had to explain to him that that account has long been abandoned, since I lost access to that account. He said something along the lines of "reroll accounts are not allowed in this competition". I said that it wasn't a reroll account, that I haven't been able to access it for years, and that I've been using my current account for almost a year now. In the end, I was not able to join the competition.
On the next day, shit hit the fan.
All of a sudden, there were a lot of callout posts about me after my disqualification. Most of them also contained screenshots of 'my tweets' from my locked account, which I tried to look at but didn't actually exist. They edited it out and made it turn out that I was all the -ists that existed. Most of my mentions and DMs were death threats and gore. One of my former classmates even wrote an entire letter with the notes app on their phone, screenshotted it, and posted it along with some pictures of us on group photos, even if we never actually interacted with one another. It got so bad that even news outlets were talking about it, and everyone who saw me in the streets avoided me at all costs.
The issue slowed down a bit when someone posted a photo of a woman who committed suicide on that day. They mistakenly thought it was me, and so Twitter was divided into 3 sides; those who celebrated the death and wanted me to burn in hell, those who realized that they screwed up and apologized, and those who always knew how wrong and fucked it was to crucify someone who was just disqualified from a game tournament. It lasted for about a month.
A month then passed and I went to my college. There was an event there were all rooms were filled with arcade cabinets, consoles, and other game-related things. By that time, nobody knew about me, so I was safe. I went inside a room that was lit up with neon lighting, that lead me to a secret room filled with pillows, futons, snacks, and a big tv screen.
The TV then showed a video of one of my uncles and his wife. It was a video call. The both of them were offering their words of comfort, and that was where I immediately went into a breakdown, like full-on crying after trying to bottle up what I felt during that time. By this, I was almost awake.
After crying, I then tried to take a look from down the window of the room, and saw that there were a group of people holding paper bags full of fruits. My uncle reassured me that I'll be fine, and that I should just back out from the window.
This is gonna be a BTS-related dream so please skip over if you don't like them thanks
I was scrolling through what was apparently my stan Twitter account when suddenly, BTS's twitter account posted a YouTube link. It was apparently Jungkook's mixtape, and one of his songs had an MV. I then clicked on the link, and it redirected me to the MV.
At the beginning, he was inside of what seemed to be a meeting room. The room was primarily colored with pink walls with white and blue accents, and there was a long white table with blue swivel chairs around it. He was seated at the head of the table, wearing the same clothes he had on the Euphoria MV (The one with the yellow jacket>, while the other people inside the room were wearing gray corporate attire. Everyone sounded like they were rushing a project, most of them were pretty agitated, and the video zooms in to their faces and hands sometimes. Finally, looking frustrated, JK shut his eyes, slammed his hands on the table, stood up, and screamed, but it was covered up by a ringing sound. When he opened his eyes, everyone else then stopped. The song then started.
Most of the MV was just shots of him singing to the song, posing for the camera, and interacting with some of the items within the meeting room.
Another part of the MV has him wearing the same gray corporate attire as the others, and he also had glasses. He was holding a folder, which he kept looking at. He walked towards a blue wall that had many sheets of paper held up by glue, pins, and blue strings. He scanned the contents of the folder he was holding, and then looked up at the sheets on the wall. Before the song ended, his back was to the camera, and he looked to his right. The camera pans to the right, where the first JK was looking to his left. And then the song ends.
The song had a jazzy sound to it, similar to Lauv's Who, but only a bit more upbeat and ballad-ish. The lyrics were mostly something along the lines of "What if I took a different path? What would my life be like?" and there was a bit of discourse on my Twitter feed about whether he regrets being an idol or he's just thinking about it wistfully. It didn't seem like a sad song, so it probably was just a random thought turned into a song.
I had a dream where there were a group of people having a pool party, and deciding to transform into their 'superhero' forms.
I was the 'viewer' of this dream, so I didn't participate in it.
In the dream, there were two groups of people who were debating whoever is better than the other. Some were just taking the situation lightly, making jokes and singing songs, while others were really mad and pushing their reasons why their group is better than the other.
To end the conversation once and for all, they decided, "Hey, how about we go Godtier?"
Oh yeah I should mention, some of them were characters from Homestuck, particularly the Beta and Alpha Kids. The other characters are random people for some reason, and there were a lot of buff guys for some reason (They're mostly Prospitians and their skin is not grey, so it's not Equius.)
The two groups are actually the Prospitians vs the Dersites. The way to know it is by their Godtier Mode, which was actually their dreamselves' clothes, only a bit fancier and based on their actual Godtier clothes.
So the Prospitians transformed first. All of them transformed at the same time, so it was a bit blinding. After their transformations, they jumped around the pool and taunted the Dersites.
And then it was the Dersites' turn.
Except that it was not, and the view zooms in to a brick wall with some violet drapes, with Dave and Rose transforming together. The brick wall collapsed, revealing some red gears behind, and the two were swinging back and forth through the drapes as their clothes changed.
The scene ended with a buff Prospitian singing "why can't we be friends?"
I had almost the same dream I had a few days ago, sort of like a continuation or something.
Me and my best friend (who we'll call Theo) went to a mall. The mall was pretty small and was a bit circular, and most of the stalls were restaurant chains. At the middle of the mall is an escalator that takes you to a lower floor, where the mall now has a longer passage going to a train station. The lower ground has the grocery section, and the first thing you'll see is the produce section, along with some small kiosks.
In the dream, the quarantine situation was finally over, and Theo invited me out. I don't know where we're going, she didn't really tell me about it.
Unusually though, she was very hyper and over-excited. In real life, she's kind of like the calm person who knows what to do and when to do it, at least in my eyes. In here, she kept on pointing to stuff and taking pictures, and even suggested that we slap some of the fruits in the produce section.
We did, of course.
And so we went to the passage to the train station. It was pretty long, and it even had a walkalator in it. There were a ton of flavored soju ads for some reason, something that we really don't have in our country...
And then I woke up.
I was with a lot of people at a cleanup drive at a beach.
We were cleaning some trash that got swept up to the shore. It was not a lot, but enough to have my friends and their friends over.
One of the many trash(es?) that ended up getting swept up suddenly moved. We untangled them and found a puppy and a bunny stuck on them. I don't know how they somehow lived through that, but they did.
We decided to keep the bunny, and cleaned it up.
And then a timeskip happened, like a literal black screen with white text. What was written was '4 months after'.
The bunny grew up a bit bigger, so I was carrying it on my shoulder. And then out of nowhere, it bit me. Two times.
The bites were small and circular, and it kind of looked like a child's bute, except sharper. It bled freely.
I had to ask around if bunnies have rabies, but everyone assured me that it's fine, and to not worry about it a lot. They didn't offer to patch up the wound, though...