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Ever have a dream about iDOLM@STER?
DeviantProtagonist:
I again have a double-feature, and really long ones to boot. The first dream occurred several weeks ago... whereas the next happened just last weekend. Read away~.
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The time was night, and I found myself on a deserted island of grasslands. Looking beyond, everything was dark in blue, given the moonlight over an endless ocean.
Walking on, what I come upon at the islands' center is a massive cathedral. No joke, the doors themselves dwarfed the hell out of my size... but what really took me back was how this entire structure was made of glass.
This was impossible, as you'd think it defied any logical sense with gravity. I wanted in, in any case.
Traversing the main hall, you could see virtually everywhere from the inside. It was also dead quiet, as one could only hear their feet clattering on glass and the ocean waves itself. Needless to say, I found it rather eerie.
Still, I disgarded the thought as my eyes came upon an idol: Kotoha Tanaka, of the Million Live craze.
She stood well at the hall's end, on a central staircase which swung into the upper floor. Her casual wear made her stand out -- the white skirt with pink blazer, and all.
Kotoha beckoned me near with a hand gesture, as she was mute; this lent on obvious sense of melancholy, as her seiyuu at the time, Risa Taneda, had gone on haitus for illness. Nevertheless, I complied to her request.
She led me upstairs and through hallways, leading to an outdoor balcony; the air was nice to take in.
Before long, Kotoha motioned me to lie down with her -- we rest on the glass and star-gaze. It was weird, as you could see them with such greater clarity than reality... like you could see the universe and its vivid colors.
Moreover... we could also see the Earth. This thing was stupidly close, too, as it was about the size of a basketball you could extend with your furthest reach. The blueness of its oceans and the clouds were nice, though.
Guess I really was on literal dream land. It ended thereafter, but damn it was a good, hopeful dream... wherein my faith has been rewarded with Tane-chan's recovery.
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Cue the fantasy setting, with swords and magic. What took place from the start is a prelude of sorts, which highlights a tragic portion of this dream. We were raiding.
I was a spear fighter, fighting alongside some other generic, friendly faces. We needed to rescue our healer, who turned out as no other than Yukiho Hagiwara. I had no idea what we fought, but she was more important.
She was trapped in a cage, dangling over a chasm. Not good, so I climbed to the top and made way towards her; just as I reach Yukiho, an unknown force shakes the cage violently, causing the bottom half to fall down.
I lurch for the sun-shaped portion of our idol's staff, leaving her to cling for life on the other end. Yukiho's staff was sharp, as it dug into my hand and caused bleeding.
Couldn't use my off-hand, either, as it gripped the cage... but I was losing it altogether. She was scared, yet tried her best not to show it after seeing my desperation.
After a brief moment, she just smiled faintly, and released. God damn, think I might've blacked out.
Fast-forward to an unspecified time later, whereupon I find myself in a small wooden town. Things were gloomy as hell, so I needed to visit the local tavern for a drink.
... Things went further south as I opened the door; I'm met by the deplorable faces of my old party.
It seems we disbanded by now, but before I could dwell more, a fuming man then towers over me -- Barret Wallace of Final Fantasy. I know this seems out-of-nowhere, but I always thought of him as the ideal father-figure.
Not only was he our leader, I knew he'd have a deep care for Yukiho, so it was that much more an agonizing sight. He blames me for Yukiho's demise, and I found myself trying to stifle my own anger -- I've tried everything.
Before things got too physical, the town is beset by screams and monstrous noises; our previously unseen foe had come for the rest of us, and jesus their appearance.
How I'd describe them is demented forms of animals -- they had elongated limbs and protruding bones, with red eyes and pure white bodies. They came as giant ravens, wolves, gorillas and other predators. People lost it.
Barret was unfazed, however... but what's sad about it is that I felt he was throwing his life away.
I owed him, so I invoked Yukiho's name, which caused more than just glances; I roused our remaining party and any able-bodied person to stand up to these beasts.
Make no mistake, I fought with such a ferocity that took even the big man back. Unfortunately, it got to my head as I found myself in the jaws of some demonic bear.
The damn thing flung me several meters away -- guess I turned out to be the one dying right then.
mariokirby:
@deviantprotagonist
Nice dream. I've been noticing the past few months you really love Kotoha.
DeviantProtagonist:
Yeah, the common eye would notice that much. :P
To sum up, she's charitable to an expense -- this even brings her to tears, yet they're compassionate. I can relate, so naturally I gravitated most to Kotoha. It also helps one of my top seiyuus voice her.
Meanwhile, people wondered how or why I'm so detailed with my dreams; not only have I done tons of RPing back in the day, I keep a notepad to gather every moment of those truly particular dreams.
My quirk as a write-o-holic really kicks off by then.
DeviantProtagonist:
Alright, I come with another dream -- it's also very big, but frankly I'm more surprised by the frequency of these.
Our setting is a desert, just on the outskirts of some major city; the time is day, and there's a large freeway, spanning across the dirt with a lake in the background; traffic is modest.
On the road, we're treated to a third-person perspective of Anastasia, of Cinderella Girls. She drove a green convertible, listening to I Ran (So Far Away). Had some sick aviators, even.
Now, the thing to keep in mind is that we're in literal Grand Theft Auto mode, with the interface and everything -- the compass map, health hearts and her currently selected weapon.
Weird thing, though? It wasn't like you controlled her, but this occurred in it's own reality, and you're spectating.
Anyways, she pulled over at a train yard. Parking beyond reach of the premises, she crouched in her approach.
She apparently had a mission to infiltrate, as the deeper she got inside, overwatch personal are seen stationed on towers. We're then shown a train coming to a halt within the yard.
The kicker with this? Said train has its cars loaded with huge missiles -- nuclear stuff, judging from the symbols.
Staying low, Anya crept well behind the compound. Now taken cover behind a stack of cinderblocks, she dialed 911, calling up law enforcement for the sake of distraction. Sirens came.
Above, tower guards began taking pot-shots at incoming cruisers; before long, police choppers began rappelling SWAT and a full-on gunfight erupted between them and mercenaries.
Anya didn't waste any time, as she bolted towards the train. Brandishing a machine pistol, she spouted some unintelligible Russian throughout and downed bad-guys along the way.
... One might wonder what a Russo-Japanese girl is doing here, but GTA always had those quirky protagonists.
Unfortunately for Anya, the train literally threw her off as it sped away. At the same time, a six-star wanted level incurred in which the game mechanics bring about the National Guard.
As shit was getting real, our idol came with a last-ditch plan; she ran outside the compound and hopped right on an Abrams tank... It's comedic how she yanked out the poor operator.
But seeing that train has barely left eyesight, Anya took a daring shot with the tank cannon -- she struck the driver car and derailed the damn thing. Amazingly, no missiles ever blew.
Beyond that, Anastasia seemed content with leaving the rest to emergency personal and drove off in her car.
mariokirby:
I had a small dream about Chihaya. It’s been a long time since I last dreamed about her (see previous posts). Coincidentally, it was during her birthday.
I remember frantically packing my suit case since I was running late for my flight. I wasn’t 100% sure where I was going or why I was going on a flight. But, it was a really important decision.
(I’d like to think what I was doing is what my fanfiction producer (he’s 16 years old) did that I came up with in my mind awhile back. Like, he decides to try again to become an idol after producing Chihaya and 765pro.)
The next moment I was walking fast outside the airport ready to go in. And, then Chihaya approached me. (She was wearing that blue shirt/blouse outfit from ML and anime.) She looked sad and after we talked a bit she started crying. She wanted me to stay. She embraced me, and I hugged her too. It was really vivid, and I could feel her body up against mine and her hair against my head. I apologize to her, but I wanted to keep improving myself. I want her to be proud of me.
(And, someday I’ll come back and stand beside her and hold hands as lovers).
I felt so energetic after that dream. Being loved by someone is such a great feeling and motivator.
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