I referenced #warframe fandom wikia's page for Lotus quotes only to check if they documented the exact lines the Lotus says when she detects The Silver Grove. (They actually don't.)

The page was unresponsive and took so long to load, I just closed the tab and went over to a proxy that strips out all scripts and styles.

I think there are too many consecutive posts about dreams. So I'll post about a game I didn't beat as a child.

https://archive.org/details/OregonTrailMacintosh

I remember trying to cross a river without having to pay $5 and failing, and getting my character killed because a bullet richocheted back off a rock or tree in the hunting mini-game.

I find the game much easier to beat now. What's still hard is not to have an NPC die to dysentery or snakebites.

#misc

A few night ago I had a #dream I was wearing portable helicopter rotors on a backpack. It actually worked and flew. My friend and I were flying around airplane-height and playing around with a quadcopter drone. I however was around 50 feet in altitude lower.

I had a shitty, half-broken flying machine that dipped every now and then. I didn't have a parachute and for whatever reason, I didn't think falling from the current altitude would be lethal.

I had airbender powers to drift on the wind and ascend, but the backpack was a bit of a hindrance for some moves.

My friend and I however were later caught by the police and forced to go to a public high school. I had ended up in a classroom taught by a psychotic language arts teacher. We had a surprise field trip, and she led the class into a strange shed that had helicopter rotors on the wall.

After every student had entered the shed, she promptly left to turn on the rotors in an attempt to kill everyone. I however managed to break the glass of the window and escape.

I took a nap after work and had a #dream about Kagome Hirugashi from Inuyasha no longer being able to use her time-traveling well to visit the feudal era of Japan. She was trapped in post-apocalyptic, totalitarian Japan, but still practices spirituality with the white-haired, three-quarters-yokai-one-fourth-human modern descendant of her teammate from the feudal era (Sango). While there are no demons to kill in the modern era, Kagome tracks and collects anomalies in order to piece together the mysteries of space and time. But whenever she does so, she risks arrest by impinging upon various laws set by draconian government.

The anomaly Kagome had to track down for today was a straightforward investigation of an abandoned building in an ashen desert. She decided not to interfere with her day job and collect it after work. However, if anything went wrong and things took longer than anticipated, she risked breaking curfew.

So the building Kagome had to investigate looked much like her old family home, but there was a lot of property damage. Anything that was wooden was burnt black. She had no problem collecting the anomaly which was a magic sphere with unusual patterns on its surface. But just before she got into her car to drive back, the death squads of Warframe from the Perrin Sequence and Cephalon Suda teleported in and started fighting each other. So Kagome had to frantically avoid the crossfire and immediately gtfo.

I had a #dream some time ago about sitting in the backseat of a car and invisibly listening to a conversation between a lawyer and his client. The lawyer has an unusual and sometimes tenuous relationship with his client. They were supposedly carpooling home from something. A word I had heard was "manchildren".

This dream was odd because I also felt connected to my real life body. I was as conscious as laying on the bed with my eyes closed, but I saw the dream so vividly it was just like seeing something in real life.

When the car ride had ended, I stepped out to the front yard of entirely green grass, and saw a light blue three-story house that was showing its age. As I was conscious, I had decided I wanted something sexy to happen. However, instead of anything sexy, some kind of Eurasian steppe nomad NPC from Mount and Blade appeared from nowhere and started attacking me.

This dream started to feel like Half Life or 2000s era first-person melee combat. So stepping forward and backpedaling was an effective way to avoid getting hit. I wanted to get rid of the NPC attacking me, but for whatever reasons, I couldn't get myself to directly attack him. I failed to imagine myself a weapon or sword to fight back, but I had successfully imagined a lightning strike from above to make him disappear.

I had a #dream I saw my deceased pet alive again. I don't recognize the building we were in. But I did have to check-in with a receptionist regarding his condition. I can't recall the words we exchanged.

I had his best friend with me too. When I saw my deceased pet, one of his eyes was sunken (like the state of his corpse before I had to bury him). He seemed happy regardless.

I didn't recall this #dream until the morning of the day after. I had a dream about an unusual version of Devil May Cry 4. The entire scenario and story-related events was completely reordered and reset.

In this version, the protagonist Nero doesn't investigate a cathedral past an icy mountain pass; instead he investigates a crypt in a gloomy dark forest. He does this much sooner in the game, and there were very little upgrades available.

Kind of like the Burial Grounds in Diablo II, the crypt only had a small lobby before the stairs leading to all the underground stone coffins. Without disturbing anything or killing demons, Nero encounters the two bosses from the game Agnus and Sanctus practicing necromancy.

The second player character Dante then abruptly busts down a wall to tell Nero to escape. The red demonic barriers start spawning, and Dante and Nero fight the low-tier demons on their way to the surface.

A few nights ago I had a weird #dream about Teshin from Warframe reincarnating to a parallel universe as a classy half-French half-African businessman with a point mustache. He had connections to Hell, and he was alive during the historical event that was both the French Revolution and The Witch Hunts (Bayonetta).

During such an event, despite his business with Umbran Witches, Teshin was not under suspicion by the French revolutionaries. He associated with them in order to relay information back to Hell and assist the evacuation of demons and witches.

One of Teshin's real estate properties was a cabin on a small island in the middle of a lake, and he allowed the revolutionaries to use it for meetings. One of the pending discussions was how to structure society after the revolution.

In the crowd, I had said "communism" wasn't a real economic theory and was as valid as "capitalism" which had made one of the speakers mad. The crowd got riled up. I thought this meant I was going to get guillotined. So I ran out and summoned a magic hang glider that looked like dragonfly wings to escape. Finally, I flew by a misty mountain over to the Demon Forest and crossed the border between the Human World and Hell.

A whole 200 years later, Teshin is somehow still alive and has never aged. Teshin randomly summons me to the Human World from a summoning circle with a blanket put over it. I had a strong feeling I was summoned in my underwear which is what the blanket was for.

I had a #dream that a software engineer working a remote job was having issues with an uncooperative junior-level co-worker, so he asked me to fill-in for their work. The only thing I really had to do was render a page based on JSON data from a server. Which was trivial.

After I finished that, I left home and drove to visit my friend at an unusual phase of the day. The time on every clock was afternoon hours, but the sky itself was as dark as night. There was so much rain that water started pooling on the streets.

My friend lived in an unrealistic tower with a veranda at the roof. When I had met up with him, he was headed to the roof for some reason even though I told him I didn't want the wind to blow rain onto me.

After I followed him up, he had drawn a sigil on the ground like the transmutation circles from Full Metal Alchemist, and he conducted a ritual to transform a cat into a dog.

I think this dream was about an hour and 30 minutes long.

I had a #dream about searching for druidic relics. I wanted a druid relic so bad I ignored information that indicated that I wouldn't find one.

There was a gilded village in the middle of a gloomy forest. To the south of this village, there was a large, sacred tree that bore golden fruit in the spring and summer. For some reason, it was called The Manifold Tree. In the autumn, it would drop magic clusters of leaves that may yield a druidic relic.

I wanted a relic so bad and didn't want to wait until autumn to try searching for a relic. So I visited the tree and started digging through any pile of dried and fallen leaves for a relic.

The dream ended sometime after I started thinking about how or why the townsfolk were indifferent to a magic tree within walking distance from their town.

I had a weird #dream about smuggling money and weapons across a border with my friend. But the only way to avoid government agents was to go through a spooky dark forest that was guaranteed to have the Tank from Left 4 Dead on the trail.

I very clearly thought about the risks in traveling through this forest. While we did have guns and ammunition, we did not want to use them because our intent was to sell them on the black market. And my friend wanted to do a perfect run with no shots fired; that way, we have the best profit margins and won't attract suspicion. So if the Tank aggros, our only option was to run.

I did not want to run through the spooky forest. While the Tank can be outrun by normal people, he is however very good at taking shortest paths and hitting people with cars or dumpsters. My friend told me it would be easy.

"It's going to be as easy as running through an empty map," he said.

This dream had a very strong semblance to Death Toll but the color palette was darker and less blue, and there was a helicopter ending.

I had a #dream I donated $6 to an orphaned child that was eating candy. I told him to use the money to buy something with nutritional value. But because of my donation, I got in trouble with the non-profit organization looking after him. I never got an explanation why giving him money was so bad, but my first guess was that they were concerned that I wa a kidnapper.

I don't know what age I was in the dream. I was being scolded like a teenager by an adult teacher. Yet my decsiion to donate was based on my financial autonomy as an adult. I was overall pissed afterwards.

Later, as though in petty defiance, I was hanging out with the same orphan and wanted to help him in significant ways without giving him any money. The orphan had a job to lay dynamite in an underwater gold mine. He had a choice in where to lay dynamite and wanted to set it at the spot that yielded the most gold. While scuba diving in an underwater cave, I found some rocks with gold flecks on them and told him about it.

After the dynamite was laid and set to explode, every worker both adult and child in the mines evacuated. The orphan, however, had explicit orders to head in a different direction for the detonation sequence.

Everyone gathered at the surface that was directly above where the dynamite had been placed. I had second-guessed that we were still in a dangerous blast radius. But the ground was safely pulveriszed into a sandy pit and the next step was to dig with shovels and drain the water.

I tried to find the kid. But even after all the debris was cleared from the pool of water, I didn't find him.

(After I woke up, I had guessed the organization was snippy about the donation because it went straight to the kid and not through them. And that they were actually child labor exploitation ring.)