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May. 7th, 2016


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My dreams continue to move along. There's something particularly fascinating about sitting there, across the fire from a being I created and hearing him tell his tale. I know I should feel a sense of guilt in this moment, but I can't help but be awed at his process and potential for learning. Had I known, I may not have let my fears get the best of me and abandoned him.

I won't make the same mistakes in this world

May. 3rd, 2016


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So I have decided to begin offering my tarot reading services at local ‘alternative’ shops around the OC, I have left leaflets around if anybody is interested.

Apr. 19th, 2016


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I knew there was something intriguing about Angelique and now I know what it is. When we parted, in the dreams, she gave me her card, which was to a brothel. I had already figured out that she was a prostitute, so that wasn't exactly a surprise. I also had another theory about her, so I went to the brothel. Her Madame told me, 'that I should handle her firmly since she was wilful like a child' and that I wouldn't be disappointed. I certainly wasn't. In fact, I was extremely intrigued, because I was right about my theory. For those who are curious, Angelique was transgender.

I have to say, these dreams continue to surprise and intrigue me.

Apr. 9th, 2016


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I almost hate to say anything, for fear of jinxing it, but I'm feeling quite content with life. I can't remember the last time things felt so easy or so delightful. Which is, I think, a rare occurrence for Orange County.

I suppose I ought to enjoy it while it lasts.

Mar. 10th, 2016


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I still can't believe how different new sets of dreams can be while still being, in all the important aspects, very similar. While I'm delighted that these dreams are lacking in witches and demons and vampires, that's about all I can find that's good about them.

Certainly this time around my mistakes are made obvious much sooner. Nothing that can be fixed now that I have the gift of hindsight.

Feb. 10th, 2016


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I'd forgotten how much I detest moving. While the prospect of a new place to live is quite nice, it's such a hassle. One never realizes how many things they've accumulated until it all needs to be boxed up. And inevitably I know myself well enough to know that most if these boxes win't be unpacked until several months from now.

Nov. 13th, 2015


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Among things I've never wanted to do, going to spooky mansions to hunt witches is not one of them. And yet this is precisely what my dream self is roped into doing. And I would hate to break the current trend of dream talk, so I had to add my own input.

At the very least, these dreams are consistent in that they never cease to become more and more messed up.

Oct. 20th, 2015


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The more I dream the more I find myself growing frustrated with my current job. Perhaps it is time to look elsewhere or a change in genre perhaps as I enjoy the work just not the subject.

Oct. 18th, 2015


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I had come to suspect that I had an idea of what my dreams were, and where they heading, but it seems as if I've gotten it completely wrong.

Everything's getting so muddled. I wish we were back to the first set of dreams and dealing with simple possession and vampires.

Oct. 12th, 2015


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I would like it to be cooler.

Autumn is the ideal time to take a book of poetry outside to read. Something from the Romantics, specifically. But it is still too warm to do that comfortably.

Oct. 1st, 2015


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I've been told apparently reading isn't an acceptable Friday night activity when I was asked what I was gonna do this weekend.

Um. So, what else is there?

Sep. 7th, 2015


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Is this what is considered socializing, now? Talking to each other from behind a computer.

I don't mind it. I find it fascinating and bizarre that we can be social without seeing someone face to face.

This is where I introduce myself, isn't it? My name is Francis, I work at the San Diego Museum of Art. I am a curator and an art historian.

Aug. 14th, 2015


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I suppose it's rather silly to hope the dreams just end. I don't often hope for much of anything, but I'd put my eggs in that basket anyway.

Now they've all shattered and it's a big, yokey disaster with plenty of egg shells.

I've completely fucked myself over in these dreams.

Jul. 20th, 2015


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What's with you lot and the talking about dreams? I haven't signed up for the wrong forum and signed on with the hippies, have I?

Jul. 18th, 2015


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In this time of weirdness, I thought I'd provide some virtual (adorable) relief:

I absolutely love having the kiddos at home, but nothing is sacred with babies in the house.

That said, please do keep in mind that I'm a trained professional with years of experience working with big cats. Please, for the love of god, don't go on Craigslist or whatever and try to buy a lion. Really dumb idea. Leave it to the professionals.

Jul. 11th, 2015


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I've had such a restless night. Awful dreams about, well, the world ending is really the only way I can described them. Such darkness and fear. I woke up very out of sorts about it and this feeling of dread just isn't leaving me.

I'm glad I don't have to work today.

Jul. 6th, 2015


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You guys seen this moon lately? Apparently some forest fires in Canada are flaring up and turning it that weird orange colour.

I got to say, it's really giving me the creeps. Especially since it was just full a few nights ago.

Jun. 8th, 2015


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With my residency swiftly approaching, I've been attempting to finally organize my apartment and make sure I have everything I'll need. My chosen profession in pathology seems a bit more poignant these days.

Mostly, I wanted to share that, as I was going through my books, I found a copy of an old penny dreadful tucked away from there. Varney The Vampire. The sight of it makes me feel a bit sad, truth be told. If anyone happens to be curious, Project Gutenberg has it in their archive. Or at least some of it. I certainly know what I'll be doing with my night.

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I don't normally use social media, but I suppose, in a way, it's kind of like people watching, which is something I do enjoy doing. You can learn so much a kit a person when they don't know you're watching them after all. So I stumbled upon this group while looking for something else and I must admit, I'm not entirely sure if you're all crazy or intriguing. I suppose only time will tell for sure.

May. 14th, 2015


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Well fuck all this.

Fuck these dreams, and all the demons and vampires and whatever other bullshit happens to my dream self. I'm done with it, I'm over it.

I need a change of pace. So tomorrow night (that's Thursday), all y'all are invited out to my ranch (the one I live in, not where I work) for something of a hootenanny. There'll be plenty of music, food, and booze to go around. No dress code so long as you don't show up naked. There's a pool, so bring your swim trunks if you like. No life guard on duty or whatever though, you can take care of your own selves like responsible adults.

Party starts at five, anyone who's at my place past midnight gets turned into a pumpkin.

RSVP here or whatever, if you want. Or just show up.

May. 3rd, 2015


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I've spent most of my day going over a collection of sketches and research from my dreams. It truly is remarkable, and I'm almost beginning to think it's entirely feasible, given today's scientific advances. Yet surely someone would have long since discovered the art of reanimation were it possible.

Actually, I find myself more interested in the sketches peppered throughout the pages. I used to draw now and then in my childhood, and occasionally now I do the odd medical diagram, but I think I'd like to find a knack for it. I suppose I could always just start drawing as I please. There's another month or so before my residence starts, I think an art class might fill the time decently. It will certainly distract me from this dream business. Does anyone have any recommendations of where to go?

Apr. 26th, 2015


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Is it quite common for people to develop skills from their dreams in their waking life? I've seen a few people mention such things happening, but is it inevitable? I'm torn between whether I'd like to have that happen or not.

Apr. 21st, 2015


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I tell you folks what, April has really gotten to me something fierce. First off, I'm knocked flat on my ass the first couple days of the month, sick as a dog. Maybe the flu, I don't know, but I sure as hell ached all over, could barely move without feeling nauseous.

Then I had more of them damned dreams, which just keep getting stranger the more I have them. (And I did meet you, Victor, like you said. Some gentleman you are.)

And now the horses are acting skittish around me. Do I smell funny?

Least I got to keep my own body, is all.

Apr. 18th, 2015


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Do you ever feel, during the course of your dreams, as though you are watching a film of some kind? A horror film, for instance, wherein the hero is headed towards his inevitable doom, and no matter how you scream at him to watch his back, he never sees the monster lurking just behind him.

I feel as though my dreams are coming to exactly such a point.

Apr. 15th, 2015


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I feel bad, I woke up from new dreams and the first thing I did was get up and take my violin into the living room. I just finished playing and while I don't think I woke Will or Tessa, I have to remind myself that we're not at the Institute where if I decide to play in the middle of the night, it's big enough that no one will hear.

We seem to be making a little headway in the dreams though. We have an idea to try and find out if Mortmain's plans against the Nephilim are personal or not. Gideon and Gabriel Lightwood are also going to be coming to teach Tessa and Sophie to fight. That should be interesting, considering Will and the Lightwoods don't get a long.

I suppose I should try and go back to sleep now.

Apr. 12th, 2015


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Everyone seems back to themselves, then? What a strange experience it must have been. Though I am far from envious. I've been having my own experiences in the form of these dreams.

The man I reanimated was very nearly perfect. So eager to learn and quick to learn, and, I hadn't expected it, he retained memories of his former life. What a fascinating thing man is. Disaster, though, appears to be abundant in these dreams. Actually, now that I'm typing it out, it makes me feel a bit ill, so perhaps that's enough. In brighter news, I found a pile of old books on my coffee table this morning. Quite a lot of poetry and plays. They're in fairly good condition, too, which is lovely.

And then of course there are only a couple of months left until my residency begins. I'm nearly counting down the days. Administrative work is so tedious.

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These are words I never thought I'd say: I'm glad to be back in my own body. Not that having the ability to lift cars wasn't fun but I missed being me.

I guess one good thing came out of this - I decided to keep the cat I found last month. I couldn't ask the person I swapped with to take him to an animal shelter and he's gotten used to my house. Plus he's not a bad cat - pretty sweet actually.

Apr. 2nd, 2015


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Well I have to say I was surprised there weren't more April Fools jokes happening at the studio yesterday. It was all rather quiet. Which had me suspicious all the way up to lunchtime but nobody tried to play any pranks on me so I was happy.

I did however experience a rather vivid dream last night about being in Victorian England, that was unusual. I can only assume it is what everybody has been going on about.

Mar. 25th, 2015


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I'm not sure if there is anyone on here who enjoys classical music and cantatas, but Friday, Saturday and Sunday, there will be performances of Carmina Burana, at [location, with times],

Mar. 23rd, 2015


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First of all, I'd like to thank all y'all who've come out so far asking about lessons. I'm pleased as punch to have you on, and I'm looking forward to working with you some more.

Which does remind me, I had a question about stabling horses and I thought I'd make a note of that here. If you need a place to stable your horse, we do have a bit of room. It's not unlimited, but there are a few spots open.

Now I've been seeing a lot about these dreams around here, and I think I've been having some of my own. Damn nasty stuff, pardon my French. Hope they're not all like this.

Mar. 18th, 2015


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Oh now this is just getting silly.

I went into a shop that I saw had a few things with initials on it, intent on purchasing myself a companion to my beloved scrabble letter mug (Q, ten points, with a point chart on the reverse side).

To my great disappointment, there were no Qs to be found. Not in any of their mugs, nor in the little keychain charms I was going to settle for. I even looked at the companies online -- they don't even make them. So it wasn't that the store was out of stock, or didn't think to order a Q, they simply don't exist!

Think of the poor Quentins of the world that must go mugless due to this oversight.

The best I could find was a little trinket dish (or paper weight, the site suggests), so I suppose I'll have to find some trinkets to put in it. Though if I fill it with trinkets, you can no longer see the Q. A catch-22. (Catch twenty-q?)

Mar. 8th, 2015


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I'm not so certain why people are getting all worked up because suddenly they need to speak the truth. Frankly, I don't know why people don't just say what's on their minds all the time. I certainly try to.

In my dreams, though, I do seem to have my fair of secrets. I guess when you very literally hold the secret of reanimation in your mind, you don't want to go around saying it. I don't think people would take well to it. Even my new associates who apparently are hunting what I can only guess are vampires.

It's rather an odd turn that these dreams have taken.

Feb. 19th, 2015


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I thought I could avoid this "dream" phenomenon. In fact, I'd be more than happy to say this wasn't that at all, apart from the fact that I seem to seldom dream. And I should hope my own mind wouldn't create whatever it was that I saw.

Though dreaming of my childhood was not so bad. It was not remarkably different, save for it being set about one hundred fifty years ago. I had asthma and they treated it with cocaine, though that was employed quite a lot in medicine in those days. And then I ... Well. Things got a bit convoluted beyond that point.

Feb. 14th, 2015


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Well ain't this a mighty fine howdy do.

I was told by a couple of the younger, more tech savvy folk that I work with that is the hot new place to be. So I figured I'd give it a look, see what all the fuss is about.

My name is Ethan Chandler, I run my daddy's farm and ranch over in Irvine. I've been trying to convince him to let me expand into horseback riding lessons, so I thought why not take a poll of what seems to be the general public, see if there's any interest.

Would any of you folk here be interested in such a thing? We've got a lot of experienced cowboys who ain't got enough to do, it might be as good for them as it would be for you.

Feb. 12th, 2015


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Perhaps I'm mistaken and working long hours, but has anyone else noticed the little bit of snow here and there? I know it's snowed here before but this seems a bit ... Well. Random. I'd rather just hear I'm not delusional.

Feb. 4th, 2015


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Apparently I do not "get out enough" and I've been bullied into signing up for this. My brother invited me, and I suppose if he enjoys it, it probably isn't all that terrible. I am not keeping my hopes very high.

Since it appears I need to do a tedious introduction My name is Victor Frankenstein. I'm a recent graduate from Stanford and this summer I'll be starting my first year of residency with UC Irvine. I'll be working in pathology, both anatomical and clinical. If anything, I am looking forward to living in Orange County. I'm quite fond of the ocean, though each time I look to it, it brings to mind Poe's Annabel Lee or Coleridge's The Rime of the Ancient Mariner.

Aug. 25th, 2013

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Okay, I have seen mentions of dreams around here and I'm wondering if the ones I had recently are the same ones everyone was talking about. They were the strangest/most realistic dreams ever.

So, they have to be set in the future or something because I look older and I'm a certified teacher. I have a small classroom of young kids and I wear the craziest outfits you have ever seen. Now, that's all normal and such, but then suddenly it takes a turn when I decide it's time for a field trip. The school bus we ride transforms and we go crazy places. The first dream was a trip into outer space, the second dream was us inside a STUDENT when the bus shrunk and he got swallowed for lunch, and the last dream was inside ANOTHER student while he is fighting a cold.

These kids seem to think it's pretty darn normal and I have to say I'm pretty badass if I'm able to do something like this. The kids manage to learn some really awesome things due to these field trips, but holy crap - completely insane.

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Yes, thank you for telling me how to do my job. I'm young, not stupid. I know how to enter a crime scene. This isn't my first trip to the zoo.

Aug. 24th, 2013


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Vacation over. I have to say Rome was rather pleasant as were the women for whoever suggested it. It was almost as good as London but not as good as Barcelona. Have to say being back in the States is good for when you just want a cheeseburger and a coke. The best food contribution we ever made to the world.

Aug. 21st, 2013


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Does anybody know anything about alchemy?

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The more I look into it, the amount of bleed-over from these dreams into everyone's lives is fascinating. Though I wish, a little, that it would start happening to me. My work's reached a stand-still. I look at what my dream self was able to accomplish with little in the way of scientific advancement, then think about what I could do with everything we have today.

I'll keep my fingers crossed that I come across the journal he's kept, or that some great epiphany will come to me when I sleep. As for now, it's back to studying languages until I find my steam again.

Jul. 19th, 2013


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It would appear my father seems to think I'm lacking in certain aspects of my life. He sent me out a book that I started reading earlier today, but, and this might say how keen I am on it, I left it an acquaintance's home and won't be able to retrieve it until Tuesday.

The book is "Proof of Heaven." I won't bore you with details, if you're interested, you can Google it.

I'm afraid my dad isn't very subtle when he's trying to hint at things.

Jul. 9th, 2013


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Hello. My name is Mary Eunice McKee, and I've just moved here from Baltimore where I was helping with food donations at Community Of Most Precious Blood. I'm a bit ... shy, I confess, and not very good at meeting new people. I hope I can do good works here as well. It feels like I was Called.

Jun. 23rd, 2013


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My tea sets.

They are singing.

Jun. 22nd, 2013


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Never been more glad that I don't have pets. Hearing animals outside talking is bad enough.

...Incidentally, I think my father in the dreams might be completely insane. Why would you give a girl in a wheelchair jewelled shoes? Silver ones, at that.

Jun. 4th, 2013


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I got a care package from home.

I'm almost one-hundred percent certain that I'm too old for care packages but there are some delicious peanut butter and chocolate chip cookies, so I can't complain.

May. 21st, 2013


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Had a dream that I was dying, and then suddenly fondly remembering my childhood and subsequent youth. At least, a representation of my childhood. I'm not entirely surprised by them, really. Now that Henry's gone to follow opportunities in England, I'm strangely lonely.

I've never really been the sentimental sort, but I guess having the constant presence of someone around was something I got used to. Now I find myself missing my dear friends back in Maine more and more.

I'm sure it'll pass. These things do, after all. However, if someone is looking for a place to live, I conveniently have extra room now. Though really I don't care either way.
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I'm quite sure that I've been here for 72 hours straight. I've been sleeping in my desk chair. I don't really know how much longer I'll be here. I haven't been this busy in ages.

[Friends]

Could one of you perhaps go to my apartment and feed Toby? I got just enough time to feed him yesterday, but I need someone to look after him.

[Sherlock and Victor]

There's quite a bit of bodies here if either of you need anything. And I'll be here for a while.

May. 15th, 2013


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I've read speculations and theories that the dreams we have are experiences from a past life. If that is true, I must have been some sort of monster in mine.

May. 14th, 2013


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To those I inadvertently offended:

Cut for discussion of violence/nonconsensual acts )

I have since become aware that there is a colloquial definition for the term, which does in retrospect make the police use of that word quite offensive. I can adapt my own usage, and will, when discussing the subject in a colloquial way. I had no intention of offending anyone, and regret that I did. I never try to be deliberately cruel.

This is why I prefer dogs.