I had a grunny hunting dream! X3~
Although it was like... over five months ago, I must make a journal entry about it!
Okay... so, the dream was about me and Isarde! Basically, Gaia was like an internet game, and when I'd logged into it I could actually run around and attack as my avatar. I WAS my avatar, it was as if I'd logged into some sort of machine and had my mind transferred into some other form. In this case, MythicalYoko, with my long violet hair and my Nightwind Dragon's Gown. <3 Well, I was running around on a dock and then I spotted a few grunnies running around. I just ignored them and continued on, then I heard and saw Isarde at the end of the dock.
"Hey Myth!" Isarde called out to me, and there was a fried grunny at his feet. XD "There's a special event going on right on! It's grunny hunting! The more grunnies that we kill the better prizes that we get!"
So I was like, "COOL!" And I ran over to him, and then we dressed up into some super-tight... ninja outfits, with lazer guns! Then we jumped into some hole together and we started shooting all of the grunnies that were there while floating around like we were in space or something. We completed the level, and we were so good that we got two Steel-Plated Ninja Bands. We ran around out of our ninja outfits and just cut down all of the grunnies that we saw and picked up what items were dropped. Then we ran into Sebastian, a super-smart boy from my fifth grade glass who had a really big head. xD We jumped into another hole and he followed, and me and Isarde got some awesome angelic items! Sebastian asked if he could see them so we showed them to him and he took them, and when we asked for them back he wouldn't give them to us! scream
And then I woke up. D:
However before I did I can recall Isarde threatening Sebastian with a gun to give us the items back while I glared at my old classmate. XD I have a feeling that if I hadn't woken up that we would've gotten our items back in a very violent way. <.< >.>;
 MythicalYoko · Sat Oct 07, 2006 @ 08:37pm · 4 Comments |
