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2004-03-26, 10:26 AM
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Lightbulb Collector
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I was in my house, along with the rest of the family. I go to my little brother's room for some reason. THERE IS A LION IN THE HALLWAY. SOME EVIL SPIRIT SUMMONED THEM! I enter the room quickly and slam the door. He is awake. The lion claws the door, nearly shattering it. I open and sprint by. Being the gun nut I am, I beeline for the safe. My other brother is trying to get one of the guns working. I grab a Glock 9mm and head outside, because there is a lion outside.
I think my mom was there, fist fighting it. I circle-strafe it while shooting in a duel straight out of the Crocodile Hunter. I killed it. Another one appeared. Repeat. He would try to claw me, but I'd backpedal and feed him two to the face. In all I killed ten evil-spirit lions, then I ran out of ammo, but it didn't matter because the evil spirit was weak. It could only change our cat into a slightly larger version. It tried to attack me, BUT I PINNED THE FUCKER TO THE GROUND AND SNAPPED ITS NECK. Then I went inside, triumphant. My dad was on the computer in the room with the safe, calmly browsing while this had happened. We heard a bigass jet coming down. "That's the sound of a kamikaze. It's coming for us." I rush outside of the house again, ready to beat the crap out of whatever's coming. There is the sound of an explosion, medium loudness. Then some evil wizard who I can't see tells me that he just nuked the entire area. No flash, no shock wave, NOTHING. This was supposed to be directly above us, too. I run back in the house, fearing radiation. Then I woke up.
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The gun katas. Through analysis of thousands of recorded gunfights, the Cleric has determined that the geometric distribution of antagonists in any gun battle is a statistically predictable element. The gun kata treats the gun as a total weapon, each fluid position representing a maximum kill zone, inflicting maximum damage on the maximum number of opponents while keeping the defender clear of the statistically traditional trajectories of return fire. By the rote mastery of this art, your firing efficiency will rise by no less than 120%. The difference of a 63% increase to lethal proficiency makes the master of the gun katas an adversary not to be taken lightly. |
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2004-03-26, 12:05 PM
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Lieutenant General
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dude Awesome! I've never had a dream that takes place in my house...just like some house thats kind of the same.
I remember a dream from like 4, when I had to run around and collect all my mom's internal organs before a timer ran out and she died..and the lady at the counter wouldnt help. I never forgot that dream, because the last piece left was the lungs...and my mom smokes.
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2004-03-26, 05:18 PM
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Second Lieutenant
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Are you the guy that was talking about you and your friends like to aim guns at each other and gave that really weird description on how you popped a bullet out of a clip and caught it in mid air etc etc? If so you really need to cool down on the gun stuff because you sound a bit *too* obsessed with them...
If not then that's a pretty weird dream... I'd talk about one of mine but it'd probably scare people from the sheer randomness it contains...
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2004-03-26, 07:31 PM
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Major
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I always have weird dreams like the one where I was riding my bicycle on the train trakcs toward a train. A lot of my dreams have killer housecats trying to kill me. I like to rip their lower jaw off. Then I had one about the neighbors evil looking dog who chased me to someone elses house and i locked the door. It stood up and smashed its hand through the window and opened the door and chased me into the back yard.
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