Neo-Dada
| Everything seems completely realistic. I push off the ground and start flying. | ||
| A bunch of people, including me, are stuck in a hotel when the world suddenly goes screwy. | ||
| I spot a shop selling Ma Jong pieces on the other side of the street and point them out to the others, although I accidentally call them "Mo Huilan" pieces. | ||
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| I piece together some other bits of evidence and discover that my "helper" is the one who killed me. | No idea why. | |
| There are jagged edges, and steps (like on a staircase) and all manner of weird stuff. | The captain of the transport spells out extremely strict rules about where we're supposed to stand, what we're allowed to say, etc. | |
| For some reason, I'm planning on sneaking in later. | ||
| To prevent something Very Bad from happening, a bunch of friends and I have to make this mixture of ingredients and throw them into a lake in Florida. | ||
| One of the bad guys is right near me, and I'm unarmed. | Legend has it, that when two people sit on a bus together, a telepathic link will be sometimes forged between them that lasts for a day. The strength of said link depends on how far back they are sitting. | |
| I'm having a conversation with a spoon. It keeps asking me to do errands for it. | ||
| I shove a finger through my hand (it takes a few tries, but I do it). | ||
| We talk with her as she's going through an obstacle course-type thing. She's torn between Women's PE and advertising. | ||
| I'm working for a gangster (sometimes I am the gangster-I have some identity problems) who is organizing a marine battle in the lobby of a hotel. | ||
| I'm finding a bunch of secret stuff. | ||
| A little while later, a policeman pulls up. He gets out of his car and mentions to me that the guy I gave a ticket to has several other tickets already. He's wondering whether the guy really deserves another. | ||
| We're parked in a parking lot, watching what looks like a tornado on the horizon. I get out of the car to take a closer look. It is indeed a tornado, and it's coming straight towards me. | I figure maybe they eat algae. | (which is weird, because she's on foot and we're driving) |
| I try it out a couple of times, launching myself off a balcony while holding it over my head. | ||
| In the scene, a man is coming home. It starts out reasonably. But the man describes his wife twice--and the descriptions are utterly different. The guy I'm talking to blames this on the performer who improvized the scene. | ||
| We're carrying big cans of something, and hiking up a steep hill. I demonstrate how to put on a sweater when it's extremely windy (by aligning the sweater parallel to the wind so that the wind holds the sleeves out for you.) | (I'm not in this dream at all as far as I can tell, just watching it) | (which, in this ending, we had put in a box with lots of other envelopes) |