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Akima:
I dreamed last night that I was in the PLA, but for some reason we were fighting alongside US Marines, somewhere hot, dry, dusty and mountainous. Afghanistan? I don't know. There were few of them, but they had all the heavy weapons. There were many more of us, but we only had rifles, grenades etc. We were defending something in some caves, but nobody had told me what it was. I was some sort of technical specialist, not an infantry soldier, but someone pushed an old Type-56 assault rifle into my hands and ordered me to the front. All my equipment was too big. Artillery burst closer and closer. Someone shouted "Here they come!" in Chinese. I kept shooting, but had no idea if I hit anything in all the dust. After that, I don't remember.

It was very weird indeed; I don't think I ever had a war dream before.

Cambyses:
There was this island with hillbilly samurai. They looked and acted like authentic 17th century samurai, but spoke English with these backwoods accents. There was this medieval Chinese warlord who may or may not have been immortal. He owned two talismans: a shark's jaw that somehow guaranteed whoever possessed it to gain the upper hand over their enemies, and an insanely sharp sword, which could kill or hurt people by cutting a picture of them. The sword wasn't made out of metal, it appeared to be carved from some kind of bone, possibly from some kind of demon or monster. The samurai tried to fight him, but were too bound by their codes of honor to resort to underhanded tactics: "Naw, reckon I can't do that. Ain't the way of a warrior!"

Meanwhile, on the mainland, there were these other warlords, who belonged to some kind of sect that would convene at the ruins of a massive city somewhere way off in the middle of a cold, arid plane every year to take part in a ritual that involved some kind of mind altering substance that came from the dust and the water from the wells. When the lords returned to their respective domains, still visibly reeling from the experience, there would be another year of guaranteed peace and prosperity.

Thrillho:
Had a dream I was a cop, and we chased a criminal into a building site. Somehow my partner got cut in half, but was not only alive but seemingly pretty okay with it. The ambulance arrived and established he wouldn't fit in the back like that, so they cut him up into smaller pieces, and just piled him up in a box with a head on top. Then I woke up.

Is it cold in here?:
I had one where I visited a business and asked whether they had a millimeter-wave camera I could use to look at the cosmic microwave background radiation. And a sex dream in which the majority of the time was taken up trying to remember where I had parked my car.

idontunderstand:
That's how I usually do it, what's strange about that?

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