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There were huge eggs all over the campus, but no one ever told us we were having an easter egg hunt? You'd think there would have been flyers about it. They’re really pretty, I can’t imagine how long it took to dye them. What even lays eggs this size?

Okay. I don’t care if it is going to eat up most of my savings, I can’t stay in this house one more night. I’m renting a room here, I’ve gone along with everything the landlord’s asked as far as how the public areas of the house are kept, it’s his home. But when I come home and he’s gone into my room and rearranged my personal things to “make it easier” for me to find them... that’s way past the line of what I’m comfortable with.

[Audrey]
I’m going to be late to work tomorrow. I’ll try to keep apartment hunting to my days off though.

My dream love life is still a mess. The only boyfriend that I haven't killed hasn't died has now forgotten me. Not only that but he has forgotten who he is completely. I knew it was coming before hand. I'm not sure if that made it worse or better.

Would you rather know the love of your life was going to forget you and have one last emotional night together? Or have it be a surprise and not have to deal with the 'goodbye'?

I had the strangest dream. My mother and father were there, and my sister, Lila. We lived in this little village called Poteidaia. It was beautiful, peaceful, but I wasn't happy there.

Okay.

Say you got a soul mate in your dreams. Transcending history and the world and even changes to the past, you always end up finding each other. Like she once managed to wreck the loom of fate just to save you and risking the complete obliteration of the world in the process.

Say she shows up in Orange County, but she ain't dreamed yet.

How the hell am I supposed to not look like a crazed stalker? Besides not being caught.

Have you ever met someone and felt like you’ve known them your whole life, like you were meant to know each other? I met someone like that. Completely by accident. She saved my life, really. It’s funny, I’m sure I’d never seen her before, but I’ve never felt more connected to another person.

Maybe there is such a thing as destiny.

despite my utter hatred for this holiday Taste of Home is having specials today and the rest of the week plus pies baked in the shape of Hearts and all that shit.

Neena
PIES. i have them. happy hallmark holiday, I know we're not close but I've got your back.

Kitty
Thanks for being my bestie here. <3 there's delicious treats for you in the fridge

Logan
what do i say to you? I am sending out a v-day package for you, full of delicious foods. Get over it. Miss you.

Allanon
Happy valentine's day.

One of my neighbors asked me to make a custom cake for their daughter’s birthday. An Oscar the Grouch shaped cake which I’m pretty sure I can do easily. I asked how old their daughter was turning and found out that she’s going to be 40. This is the kind of thing my parents would do if they lived out here, and I love it.

Did anyone else see those weird embryo shaped things falling from the sky?

This reminds me a lot of Dahak trying to enter the world. Someone with a pure soul and no blood on their hands didn't happen to commit murder for the first time, did they?

I would like to thank whoever is straightening their hair at 5:30 am, with no clue how to use a flat iron, for having to wake up because it set off the smoke alarm. Really, I had nothing better to do on a Sunday morning, like sleeping in, than to stand outside of the dorms in pajamas and bare feet while we all waited for an all clear.

I could have lived without a talking cat showing up in my dreams and trying to stick his claws in my baked goods. And trying to convince me to put fish in my desserts. At least I had today off from work so I could get some housework done and not need to worry about cooking anything.

[Thor]
Did I leave my phone charger at your house?

I wish I could chalk my weird dreams last night up to too much wine or eating something that disagreed with me before bed, but I’ve been here too long to try and delude myself that way. I guess I might as well put it out there what I dreamt of right? Seems my life there is almost mirroring the life I’ve lived here in some ways - including growing up as a boy named Tippetarius. At least the old witch raising me there had the sense to shorten it the same way my parents did and calls me Tip. Even if she does use me to do all of the work around her place while she sits around practicing her spells and whatever else she gets up too when I’m not around.

At least I figured out a way to get some fun living with her though. As soon as I’m out of her line of sight I’m climbing trees, fishing, digging up gopher holes. But I guess even with those things to keep me occupied and have fun, boredom was unavoidable and in a moment of brilliance (it’s not bragging if it’s true, Loves) I decided to make a Pumpkinhead man to set up on the road to scare her when she comes back from one of her trips. Just looking at what I made in the dreams - it wasn’t bad work for a little kid. He had jointed arms and legs so I could pose him. I woke up before I could see where I was going to leave him for her, but at least it’s something to look forward to in the next dream, right?

Wait, I thought that this whole Tide pod challenge thing was a joke, but I just saw an actual video of people eating them. I'm not sure if I should actually be surprised that there are people that stupid.

In light of the theme at the Golden Globes last night, Dream Me has been having a hell of a time. It's quite incredible what constituted to a woman being "ruined" back in the Edwardian Era. And what constituted as "consent".

It's rather depressing.

Anyway, we took a hit last night since no major stars wore Marchesa on the red carpet. You can thank Georgina Chapman's nasty husband for that. Caitroina Balfe wore McQueen. Several of the men had Burberry suits or tuxes.

I like Georgina, but she'd better file for divorce or she'll be filing for bankruptcy soon.


[ooc: Potential warning for discussion of sexual assault in comments.]

I suppose I ought to introduce myself on here. My name is Mary Crawley.

I must say, I don't think I was expecting such a large community. Dreams aren't something that I would normally talk about with other people, but the one that I had was so vivid that I felt compelled to do some research on the internet and ended coming across this site.

Has anyone else dreamed that they were from a completely different time period?

Anyone else wish on those damn meteors?

Anyone actually get anything coming true?

Armin warning me about Mom in the dreams... it still didn’t prepare me for actually experiencing it. After that really huge giant broke down the gate to the wall, the other giants started to pour into our village. Dad was gone to see a patient in one of the other villages, but Mom was still there. And Mikasa and I ran home to see if we could find her. Just to know she was safe.

When we turned the corner to where our house was... It had been completely flattened. Rubble from the wall had completely destroyed it, and Mom… she was lying under it. We tried to lift the wooden beams that were on top of her but. We couldn’t. We were just… what? Nine, ten? I don’t know. She kept begging us to run. One of the soldiers came along and was going to try to help us free her, but Mom told him to take us. He scooped us up and that’s when one of the giants came along. And lifted the beams we couldn’t. I saw the whole thing.

I’ll never forget what it looked like. It had ...too many teeth and just smiled far too widely when it bit


I don’t even want to continue typing this.

Armin finally had to take my phone away and hide it so I would stop calling my parents just to make sure they were alright. I know it was late and I shouldn’t wake them up. But… I just needed to hear Mom’s voice and know she’s okay. I know it doesn’t make any sense at all, because here isn’t there.

But I needed to hear for myself.

Just probably not at three in the morning.

Ain't sure what's worse, being compelled to sing a Christmas Carol, or that it had to be Jingle Bell Rock.

Well... I’m fairly certain that my boyfriend is never getting his security deposit back, since I accidentally flooded his bedroom this morning when my magic apparently decided to cross over from the dreams. It could have been worse I guess - I could have gotten him hot in the wrong way by it showing up as fireballs.




(ooc: Please pretend that this was put up right after this log.)

1. Gods are not helpful.
2. Offering a wish, and then disappearing is not helpful.
3. These are some very weird dreams and are not helpful.

Moral of the story: Zero helpfulness all around.

Mindin' my own business, got knocked off my bike by this thing. Looked like a kinda demonic wolf. Still died pretty easy though.

Somehow I don't think descending into a labyrinth that we have no control over seems like the best idea. It's really the only idea, though. I mean, this thing is alive and we're just barreling in like it's nothing.

I'm just really happy I have homework to distract me.

More Dreams! I must be in the minority when I say I actually kinda like my Dreams? But they're fun! I get to wield a huge hammer/grenade launcher that's like, the best thing ever... and my best friend is there, too! (Only he's not Dreaming, so don't tell him I said any of that.) And PANCAKES. They're the best. THE BEST.

I really need to get out on the beach and play with my hammer. PLAY. Because I need to see if I can do all the cool stuff I do in the Dreams in real life! Now I finally know what IRL truly means.

I’m pretty sure that this is what’s going to make my boyfriend decide I’m not allowed to do any shopping by myself because I just picked up the things I needed to test this to see if it really works.

In my latest dream, my mother told me I was not an Amazon like the rest of them during an argument she and I were having about going to fight Ares. As Amazons it is our sacred duty to fight Ares, to stop him. As I was pointing that out to my mother, she comes back with I am not an Amazon like the rest of them. What is that supposed to mean? How is that even an argument, mother? Just because I am a princess does not mean I am necessarily different from the rest of my Amazon sisters! I bleed when wounded like the rest of them. I fight along side them. I hate it when she coddles me. I am not a child! This makes me so angry, and also wanting to know what apparently makes me different.

It's hard enough dreaming of relationships with people. These intricate and complex relationships where the feelings just ... creep in.

And then watching them die because of something you did, someone you crossed. I've never wanted to internet stalk someone this much before.

My brothers and I watched Beetlejuice today. I forgot how awesome that movie is! ha! And how young Alec Baldwin looks in it.

Good times.

Walls were so much cheaper to repair when they were mostly paper.

I died. For real this time.

We coulda brought me back. Gabrielle tried, she fought so hard for it. But if we did, we would have doomed thousands of souls to an eternity of torment.

Me passing on is a small price to pay to set them free.

Gabrielle's got my Chakram, and training from myself and the Amazons. She's proven herself a good leader, a great fighter, and a compassionate woman. And she's a lot purer of a soul, even after everything that's happened to her.

She can keep helping people. Though I think I'll stick around a little whiles and keep an eye on her. Never was ready to say good bye.

Funny thing is, the worse part ain't even the dying. The worse part is I won't get any more dreams with her in them. My dreams have proven time and again that soulmates can transcend time, space, and even the veil between realities. Ain't ready to let go.

Alright, bitches, I'm just gonna come out and say it.

So there's like a good chance I'm going to do something stupid in these dreams and, say, oh, sacrifice myself to do some kind of portal-closing that may or may not result in my death.

And in the effort to prepare and not scare the living crap out of my boyfriend or brother (depending whose house I'm at) in case it carries over, is there anyone that can do some kind of resurrection voodoo shit? You know, the kind that brings me back like a normal person and not a zombie or whatever. And that doesn't involve someone going to some kind of version of an afterlife to fetch my soul.

Thanks Valarnet. I'm only freaking out a little

( Cut for potential Wonder Woman spoilers, viewable to all )

Try to sleep, close my eyes, I'm watching the son of an old lover undo everything his father had tried to do to redeem himself. Borias had tried to make amends with the Centaurs, for his son to try to kill them all. It only took his daughter loving one to end the bloodshed. It was partly my fault too, from the bad old days.

Try to sleep again, and Caesar captured the Fates and changed history. I became his wife, Empress of Rome. But some some things are always meant to be, and I met a playwright named Gabrielle. Guess love can cross any boundary. We knew something was up, and Gabrielle freed the fates and reset time the way it was. Fuck Caesar. I hope he's burning in hell.

Try to sleep one more time, I got Gabrielle tickets to Sappho for her birthday, but through a series of unfortunate events we couldn't make it. But I talked Sappho into writing her a poem for me, which was the real present all along.

That one wasn't so bad, really. In the process of trying to get to the show, we rescued a virgin sacrifice who spent her whole life being prepared to die for her god, and with Aphrodite's help taught her to live for herself and no one else.

Then after Gabrielle read the poem I got her, we used Hermes' helmet to fly off into the sunset

My daughter Eve got herself into some trouble. She went looking for it, returning to the Amazons to stand trial for the crimes she committed when she was Livia of Rome.

I did everything I could to help her, but there was only so much they'd let me do. Even Gabrielle, who'd been made one of their Queens a long time ago, couldn't do anything.

I had to prove to them Ares was manipulating them into an endless war with Rome. Eventually fought a dual with Queen Varia, getting her to the point where she'd have to kill me. Proving my point about Ares to her and the rest of the Amazons.

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So the Archangel Michael sent me to kill Caligula. Turned out he was sucking the godhood out of Aphrodite. I made a few missteps and lost the power to kill gods myself.

So I tricked Caligula to kill himself. After all, usually only a god can kill a god.

But this left Aphrodite as a mortal. With both love and war as mortals things started getting really out of whack, so I hatched a plan with a little help from someone, to steal Odin's golden apples. These apples can turn anyone into a god. Gave those to Ares and Aphrodite and restored the balance.

Was tempted to take a bite myself.

We traveled up to the Norselands in my dreams. It was something a long time coming, another one of those demons from my past I had to excise.

I ended up losing my memory, and Gabrielle was frozen in impassable flame. I was convinced to go through the flame, which restored my memory, and I brought Gabrielle back with a kiss. too bad that won't work here

Then the dreams shifted gears and I've got Ares on my old family farm incognito as a farmer.

Seem he lost his immortality, and some warlords wanted his head.

Seeing Ares tryin' to plow a field is a memory I'll cherish forever.

Future ain't all it's cracked up to be. We learned Gabrielle's niece had been sold into slavery to some warlord. One who was nastier than most. I've rarely seen Gabrielle that angry, but I can't really blame her. I'm more afraid she'll go running half-cocked and get herself killed.

So I knocked her out while a friend and I infiltrate the warlord's palace. I put myself up on the auction block. Discovered the warlord liked to have 4 or 5 people bid on his purchases to hide his identity.

But then while I'm trying to get more information of course Gabrielle gets herself gifted to the warlord too. She looked damn good dancing up there...

We did end up freeing her family and the rest of the girls. We discovered they were gonna kill one of them, but I made a little switch-aroo. The warlord got beheaded before his people realized they had the wrong person.

A righteous kill is better than one for revenge.

Remember the whole sleeping frozen for 25 years thing? We found my kid. She was raised by the Romans and turned into a real monster. But we still tried to help her. I used to be like that, but I changed. And if I can change, anyone can. Especially any daughter of mine.

We got her to realize who she was, and she reformed. But the Gods found out she was alive, and they wanted her dead, since she's supposed to be the one that'll kill 'em all.

They were wrong. They came for my daughter so I killed them.

Poseidon, Discord, Hephaestus, Hades, Demios, Artemis, Athena, and finally the furies. Zeus and Hera were already dead. Hera killed by Zeus and Zeus killed by Hercules.

Didn't think it could get much more exciting than that. Until I tricked Lucifer into taking the Throne of Hell when I was trying to save my mother's soul.

Nothing beats your dad drunk dialing you at 4pm, telling you how you're clearly the favorite child out of all his children (I have no siblings) and that he is going to rain fortunes down upon you. On his defense though it was night where he is.

I'm pretty sure the sunlight may kill him in the morning. And if that doesn't, the embarrassment and teasing that will ensue when i play back the recording of the phone call will.

The entire bar I was in just burst into a Bob Seger song.

It would be nice if those who supposedly know me so well would know that there are reasons I am taking a particular position with the latest shake up of hierarchy instead of assuming it's for personal reasons or that I am blind to what is going on. Most people do not take a position with the acronym S.A.D.I.S.T. for fun. I get the work we do, but after this long and everything else I have been trusted with before, it's rather insulting to be questioned on said reasoning.

I just wandered into a freaking forest.

Plus side, I'm just sitting in a tree and watching a bunch of furballs murder Stormtroopers. Quality entertainment.

The whole fake our death plan didn't go to plan.

Ares decided to bury Gabrielle and me in an ice tomb. We woke up 25 years too late. We gotta find our daughter. We entrusted her with someone, so I guess we're going to Rome.

It's just a dream, but..

These dreams really feel sometimes like they are almost normal, and then they turn around and that changes in an instant.

( Cut for content to do with death )

So good news about those Amazons and my two friends I managed to help them escape because apparently I'm amazing (Frank's words). I mean, also because the Queen of the Amazons helped me to get them out of jail, which is pretty amazing. So then we traveled from there to Frank's grandma's with the Harpy, Ella. There were Lastrygonians in the forest and Frank had to use this spear his dad gave him to help us get past them and into his grandma's house. They were surrounding the house, though.

So when we got in, it was weirdly quiet and Frank said he could see his dad at the house in his grandma's room, but I'm pretty sure he was the only one who saw him. So we went on the roof while he talked to his dad.

Well, after Frank apparently passed out, I brought him a blanket and pillow and then made us breakfast in the morning. Frank's grandmother has a serious number of weapons in her attic. It's pretty brilliant.

And now we're escaping and making our way to some friend of Frank's family that's supposed to fly us to Alaska. Basically it's a lot of stuff all at once.

Also can I just say that two of the Amazons were named Doris and Lulu? What's that about?

Baby was born and shit got real. My old friend Hercules fought Hera and Zeus. He ended up killing his father, and from what I understand Hera was destroyed by Zeus, or at least neutralized. So I take my baby, Eve, and hatch a plan to fool them into thinking me, Gabrielle and Eve are killed. We swap the baby for a fake baby and my friend Octavius takes care of her while we do our plan.

Athena was already pissed at me because I beat her in a battle. We beat them again and the last thing I remember is drinking the tears of Celesta to fake my death in front of Ares.

I would like to express my displeasure at Pizza Delivery.

I know, you're thinking, how could anything so beautiful be terrible. I get it. I love pizza, I love pizza arriving at my doorstep. But I have beef with how you are assigned one specific location and that's it.

So when I go to order pizza on a week night and my store is closed, and I see another store mere miles further is still opening and delivering for another hour, how is it I cannot get that pizza. Why? I will pay an extra delivery charge. There's a flaw in the system, I'm just saying, and that's it.

I really can't win in my dreams. First, Annabeth gets taken or something like this guy who set a manticore loose on us. Then Thalia wouldn't talk to me because of it. Artemis showed up and took an interest in Bianca, even though I tried to protest. Artemis sent her hunters and Apollo to camp with us. Back at camp I started having dreams about Annabeth, that she was in trouble, so I went to ask the Oracle for help and of course she didn't answer my questions; not that I thought she would.

A couple of days later, there was a game of Capture the Flag and this time it was the campers against the Hunters. Me and Thalia were co-captains and after I accidently lost the game for us, me and Thalia got into a fight, using our abilities against each other until the Oracle wandered into the woods. And let me tell you, the Oracle is basically a walking skeleton in a dress, so how it got into the woods from the attic of the Big House, I had no idea.

Anyway, she proceeds to give us a new prophecy:

Five shall go west to the goddess in chains,
One shall be lost in the land without rain,
The bane of Olympus shows the trail,
Campers and Hunters combined prevail,
The Titan's curse must one withstand,
And one shall perish by a parent's hand

I don't know about anyone else, but I really don't like the sounds of that. And I'm guessing my next set of dreams won't be any better than these ones.

I was told about this site, but I'm not used to making introductions over a computer screen. It has less of an effect than speaking to someone in person does.

Have to say, the nightlife here is a bit unexpected. Both worse and better than I initially thought.

Discovering the Olympic Gods want me and my unborn baby dead. Turns out there's a prophecy where it'll bring about the Twilight of the Gods. The end of their rule.

I mostly just want to keep the kid and the baby daddyGabrielle safe. But maybe it's time for the Gods to take a permanent nap.