DREAM DIMENSION

Welcome to the Dream Dimension. This is a place where I share some dreams I had.

My dreams can be pretty strange. But they make for some excellent writing material! Some of them even end up as inspirations for some of my original projects.

September 8th

The first dream I had this night centered around an anime based on a manga called Nameneko Matayoshi's Strongest Legend: Don't Blame Me!

It's a manga I managed to get into late in the summer. In this one episode, Matayoshi (the tabby) was in a bike race against this other character. (It was probably an original character who didn't appear in the manga.) The race was heating up, and Chikuwa (the little yellow guy) was trying to tell him something. But I couldn't make out what he was saying. The episode then cuts to another scene with some of the characters in a hotel room. Leo (the white cat in the back) noticed an object on top of a dresser. After he picked it up and wondered what it was, the dream shifted to another scenario.

I was moving into a new house in another country. Instead of unpacking some of the boxes, I sat down and read a horror novel. I don't remember the specifics of it. But there was this one kid who actively tortured the people who had wronged him in life. One scene involved two other kids panicking as they were about to be squished by a moving wall. A while after I finished reading, I watched an animated horror movie adaptation of the book. The art style had a cartoony look, and some of the scenes were the same. The scene with the moving wall had a girl replace a guy, and there was another scene where the protagonist began to doubt his actions. By the time I got to the climax of the movie, the dream ended.

September 9th

I woke up in a school where a friend took me to a massive cafeteria that also doubled as a hub for eating establishments. The meals served there were actually free until 10 AM. To be honest, the only reason my friend dragged me there was so that she could say how angry she was at someone for embarrassing her and that she had a plan to get back at them.

After that, the dream shifted to some guy putting accessories on other people's cars to make them look cool or scary. He did all of this in an area that looked like a combination of a small town, a port, and a parking lot. Needless to say, the owners of those cars were not happy with what they saw. After they tried to confront the criminal, the dream ended.

September 18th

I was playing Pokémon Violet Version and was in the middle of the Mewtwo Tera Raid Battle event that ended the other day. I wasn't really up for it. But I decided to test my luck and fight it anyway. My team and I managed to do great, and we actually beat Mewtwo. It's too bad it was all a dream... (That, and I used Koraidon for the fight.)

Sometime later, I found myself entering a community center that looked like a DMV. It alternated between teaching ballet classes and serving as a theater. There was a program where some cartoon character talked about something. But I couldn't make out what he was saying.

After that, I woke up in another dream where I was suddenly in a town that was located in my old home country. I could walk through areas at faster speeds. I nearly made it to the next town over when the dream came to a close.

October 14th

I was getting ready to travel to a new country. It felt like I was continually rushing to get to a train or an airplane on time. But I have no idea why I did because there wasn't any transportation available. There was a big metal gate that opened to reveal the road to a new country. Almost as if it was a portal to another dimension that was treated like a miracle for all to see. It reminded me of this scene from Pokémon Pocket Monsters when Professor Oak shows the road to Route 29 to Red, Gold, and Silver.

I was about to set off into this new territory to see what it had to offer. But then, the dream ended.

October 15th

I was minding my business when some girl punched me in the face. It was completely uncalled for, and I feel like she's one of those jerks who want to start fights for no reason. I thought talking to her wouldn't change anything. So I took her to court for assault. I managed to win the case before transitioning to another dream.

I was eating some roll-up candy in a study hall and won some posters from a promotion it was holding. The art style used in the posters made it look like a film from the 90s featuring some pretty-looking dogs. After I finished admiring the posters, I turned on a nearby television to watch a movie. A dog was on a train headed toward a city. He saw a French dog and was so enamored by her that he missed his stop. After a few seconds, he snapped out of his trance and ran back to his original destination at the next stop. He ran into a dead end in an alley before heading back and taking a different path that led him to the city he was initially headed to. Before I had the chance to see him explore it, the dream ended.

October 16th

I went to a musical for a popular cartoon. I thought it was Pokémon because I remember holding up a sign with "Orre" written on it after they asked what our favorite region was. But it could have been another show like Bakumaru or Bluey. Speaking of Pokémon, there was a big event held for Pokémon Brilliant Diamond Version and Pokémon Shining Pearl Version where they were giving away powerful Pokémon through Mystery Gift. It must have been done to ramp up the excitement for a tournament.

The venue for both of these events was very colorful and incredibly HUGE. It looked similar to the Little Cup stadium from Pokémon Stadium 2.

After I got my Pokémon, I ended up in an area that was similar to a hedge maze. Except, the hedges were all replaced by overgrown grass. It felt like I was traveling through a field of crops. By the time I got out, I found myself in a city that looked like London. (Except for the fact it was still located in North America.) Before I could explore it, the dream ended.

October 28th

There was a big event held for an online digital pet game that utilized special peripherals to connect a device to a computer. The game was loaded with features that allowed you to store items you found on the device online, talk in chatrooms, and access different modes. It seemed to be a pretty big deal with everyone. Before I could try it for myself, I ended up in a different dream.

I was moving into a dormitory with some other people in a new college. The dorms were all based on characters from Tiny Toon Adventures. (Complete with interesting fan art.) I wanted the Fifi La Fume room but got tossed out by some guy who claimed to have had it reserved in advance. I eventually settled on a room far away from the others that had nothing to do with Tiny Toons. I opened my laptop and drew some small comics with impressive detail. Before I could do anything else, I shifted to another dream.

I found myself in a library that had some Pokémon-centric activities. (Including a challenge that had you beat 100 Pokémon in a row using an Advanced series game.) There was a giant video booth that announced tips for Pokémon games, as well as tidbits for certain characters from the anime. Complete with their voices. (Most of the trivia was fake and hilarious.)

After I exited the library, I ended up in a flood caused by a severe storm. I swam for miles until I made it to a desert town that resembled Mesagoza City from Pokémon Scarlet and Violet versions. The type symbols in the center of the town were replaced by strange alien writing. As I planned on what I should do next, I was thrust into another dream.

I woke up as some robotic superhero who was trapped in an alternate dimension where these characters from a candy advertisement chased me down after witnessing a secret of theirs in their bedroom. (Which looked like it belonged to a girl.) Thankfully, I was able to escape through an elevator, which led me to a seemingly abandoned high school. There wasn't a person around for miles except someone in an Elmo costume. I approached them for questions. When I got near them, they slowly began to turn to me and were about to tackle me. That's when I ran off.

I was running for some time, and the Elmo cosplayer was still behind me. Just when I started wondering whether I'd be able to escape from this guy, I found a nearby stairwell. Just as I was heading to the next floor, I saw some ordinary people (possibly students) walking around. I tried to reach them. But I couldn't because a red metal gate was blocking the way. The person in the Elmo costume caught up to me and took off the costume's head to reveal themselves as a crazed woman. She claimed that she was the one who made the gate and that I would become her new toy. Before she reached me, I took out a cutter from my pocket and cut a hole through the gate before making my grand escape. The woman from before tried to climb after me. But I slammed her right onto the pavement below.

As soon as I flew off to check out the rest of the city, the dream ended.

November 8th

I was watching a movie that centered around some kids who tried to take back their futuristic world from a tyrannical dictator who was bent on transforming innocent people into robotic minions and murdering anyone that stood in his way. Later in the film, one of the protagonist's relatives is hospitalized by a mercenary sent in by the antagonist. They seem incredibly damaged from the attack. The doctor even states that it'd be a miracle if they'd be able to see another day.

The protagonist is understandably hurt by all of this and decides to end everyone's suffering by taking out the antagonist once and for all. As soon as the main heroes geared up to take down the villain of the movie, I found myself in another dream.

I was watching Boomerang when a form of cable anti-piracy kicked in. Quickdraw McGraw takes out a shotgun and shoots the viewer for illegally viewing the channel. Quickdraw looks scuffed up after he fires, with a bit of dust and mangled fur. I couldn't believe something like this actually aired on TV! It looks exactly like one of those fake anti-piracy videos you'd see on YouTube. Just as the television cut to black, the dream ended.

December 17th

I was in high school. (Thankfully, it was a better high school than the one I went to.) There was this guy who kept on boasting about how he got to create a cartoon about a dog detective based on some Sherlock Hound fan art he made YEARS ago as part of an art group he was about to leave.

When I tried to move somewhere else, some Hollywood big shots approached me with the desire to have me direct a reboot of a movie franchise revolving around humans and dragons. When I first saw some footage, I was less than happy with what I saw. The character models looked ugly, and the writing tried WAY too hard to be hip with the kids. I refused to work on a film like this and turned down the executives' request. After they left, the dream shifted.

Some kooky old guy was constantly being told off for acting like a childish buffoon. It wasn't until he became a ruthless dictator that people began to take him seriously. Anyone who mocked or scolded him was executed on the spot.

After that, I was eating some pizza at a Chuck E. Cheese-like location. When I asked for pepperoni, they informed me they only served cheese pizza and nothing more. I was okay with that fact and ordered two slices. The guy behind me asked for 100 or more pies and 30 milkshakes. The restaurant seemed VERY specific about the pizza crust. The dining area had several warnings about leaving the crust on the tray. Even with all this, I ate the crust anyway, and nothing terrible happened to me.

It was at that point that I was warped to some sort of final battle (Probably against the old man from before) after collecting a certain amount of magical items. Before I could comprehend what was going on, the dream ended.

January 6th

I had to transfer to different train lines to get to a specific location. After a while, I accidentally ended up on the wrong train. It was an old, creaky cargo train I thought would topple over at any moment. Somewhere along the way, there was another train that was headed straight for the one I was in at breakneck speed. Somehow, I was the one tasked with saving everyone from getting totaled in a crash. As soon as I pulled the brakes, I was transported to another dream.

I was in a theater where a production of Pokémon Live was taking place. Even though the actual play takes place during the Original Series, this version of it was set in the Advanced saga due to characters like May and Drew appearing. There was even a surprise appearance from a popular band I'd never heard of. Before we got to see the new villains interact with our heroes, all the theatergoers were asked to line up and exit the room. The reason for this was that the play was done entirely without the involvement of Nintendo or The Pokémon Company International. Making it an unlicensed production. Before I could make heads or tails of what was happening, I was thrust into another dream.

I became obsessed with a manga created by an artist named Zenmigawa that centered around an all robot baseball team. After I contacted him to compliment him on the manga and how I always admired his work (even before he started self-publishing), the dream ended.

January 10th

I went to a restaurant at night with some family members to eat some seafood. I felt stuffed after finishing my meal, and I thought we would be heading home. But my stepmom informed me that we would be visiting a friend somewhere on the edge of town. Before we arrived, I entered another dream.

A few of my friends and I were traveling down a metal bridge that led to a beach pier with lots of games, corn dogs, and tangy cotton candy. After a while, I sat down on the warm beach sand to relax from all the excitement. Just then, someone persuaded me to get into a boat to show off my Pokémon skills at their school and even enter an official tournament. Their boat looked shady and run down, which proved to me that this guy couldn't be trusted. I declined his offer and went to meet up with my friends. Before we could think about what to do next, I ended up in another dream.

I was in a theater situated in a GRAND mall watching a movie about a group in a music store with a well-liked singer. After some exposition, the main antagonist of the film appeared and tried to steal the musician's magical item. At this point, both the characters and most of the audience ran out of the building in terror. The audience ran as the scene and audio were so intense they believed the villain was out to get them.

Before I could find out what happened to the protagonists, the dream ended.

March 8th

I was watching an educational action show where the characters were about to escape a burning planet in a spaceship. One of the female characters argued with a non-human character to get out of the pilot's seat so she could drive. While these events are happening, the show's antagonist watches the protagonists through his supercomputer and is enraged that his plan failed. His rat sidekick says something nonsensical that causes the villain to bicker with him. After traveling for a while, the heroes plan their next course of action and discover that if they blow up the power core hidden within the villain's base, they can return their world to normal. Before they arrived at their destination, the dream ended.

March 11th

I found myself in a convenience store looking for snacks I could buy since I never had the time to prepare my lunch at home. When I reached the front of the store, I discovered some Pokémon cards on display. One of them was a Braixen one that looked similar to this art piece by RizPilaff. The card was a full art one where the artwork took up the entire card. I immediately asked the clerk if it was for sale, and he told me it was around $1,000. I was a little disappointed with the price and continued searching for snacks. When I came back, the clerk clarified that the card cost $11. Some shady people were arguing nearby, so I must have misheard him. I paid for the card and snacks before heading to the library to work. Before I could admire the card, I ended up in another dream.

I was trapped inside of a high school. After traveling through a long set of stairs, I ended up in what looked like the school basement. Besides a wooden desk and a PC, the only other points of interest were an exit to the cafeteria and a closed-off room that had "Beer Room" spelled above it. Even though I couldn't enter the room, I could see some boxes and furniture strewn across the room through the door windows. With all the doors locked, I spent the rest of the night browsing the internet on the computer. It wasn't long until I found out the PC also had a telephone attached to it. I dialed a friend's number and told them that I was trapped in the basement of a weird high school. Before I could tell them the address, I heard multiple footsteps coming from the direction of the cafeteria exit. Once I saw someone's shadow inch down the hall, the dream ended.

March 12th

I opened my eyes and saw my stepsister play a game on the Wii. The graphics for the game were crude, and the whole thing looked like it was animated with the cheapest animation software available. Eventually, after my stepsister lost all her lives, we were greeted an image of the protagonist lying face down on the ground with tattered clothes and visible blood pouring down from the top of his head.The scene was pretty disturbing, but I brushed it off and went to get a snack. Before I was able to bite into my meal, I heard my stepsister scream out of the room at the top of her lungs. I went to see what freaked her out and found a sight so gruesome, it can't be described on a website like this. Thankfully, I was only able to make out the left side of the screen. When I crept closer to the TV to see the image in its entirety, I was thrust into another dream.

I was playing a new Pokémon game where battles functioned how they normally do. After landing a critical hit on the opponent, the screen zoomed out and the controls became similar to the ones in Pokkén Tournament. Despite my Pokémon being paralyzed, all status conditions were seemingly non-existent. Before I could get further into the game, the dream ended.

March 17th

I was traveled to a hotel in a distant country for an official covention held by The Pokémon Company. After working on a few art pieces, I went to the venue where the convention was hosted. Even though it seemed like things were still being prepared, it seemed as if the event was already underway. The convention was incredibly short on staff as there weren't enough of them present to handle everything. The fact that one of the employees asked me to help them lift a few items onto a wagon shows how mismanaged the whole event was.

The venue had a pool, but it lacked Pokémon theming and used real sea creatures like dolphins for its decoractions. By the time I finished examining the poor appearance of the pool, an angry crowd of people swarmed out of the auditorium and were headed in my direction. Thankfully, I managed to make it back to my hotel room before anything bad happened.

Later that night, there was a warning given to hotel guests that stated the Pokémon convention attendees were rowdy and would resort to verbal and physical harm to anyone who stood in their way. The reason for this was because the trailers shown for Pokémon Legends A-Z and the next anime film were stated to be of non-consistent quality. To the fans, one piece of media looked worse than the other, causing the convention-goers to become furious at the fact they spent hundreds of dollars only to be let down by a few trailers for upcoming Pokémon media. Due to the severity of the situation guests were advised to stay within their rooms until law enforcement could arrive to help straighten out the issue.

I was worried about how I'd be able to escape, when my friends arrived to help get me back home. By the time we crawled out of the window, a raveneous crowd burst through the door to the room. Even though it seemed like we were free on the road, an army of convention-goers were chasing after us at breakneck speeds. We tried to drive faster, but nothing seemed to work as the fans were still in sight. Before we ran into what seemed like an unfinished plot of road, the dream ended.

April 28th

I was browsing The Cutting Room Floor for pages on certain games, when I came across one that didn't involve video games at all. It was a development page for a Ren And Stimpy reboot leaked directly from an animator's USB drive. The files mostly consisted of concept art and model sheets, but there also existed frames and storyboards for episodes that didn't air at the time the files were leaked. Before I could see what else the page had to offer, I was shifted into a different dream.

I managed to find an official Pokémon manga at a store. The store was unique as it had several copies of each volume in a different language. Some of them were in Japanese while others were in Spanish, yet contained dialogue written entirely in English. Once I got to the third volume, things started to get weird... There was a massive amount of slapstick where characters visibly bled, with some characters engaging in crude humor that would NEVER be approved by any company that wants to release a children's manga to an English-speaking audience.

I'm pretty sure there were a couple scenes where the protagonist's mom fantisized about dating multiple men or dreamed about marrying Professor Oak. After I put the book away, I entered another dream.

I found myself at a party hosted by some snobbish people who seemed full of themselves. I only really came because a friend wanted to meet the main host who was the author of a webcomic. Despite my friend's wishes to stay, I decided to leave and go somewhere where I feel like I actually matter. Before I could leave, the party hosts spotted me and mocked me for being too average to accomplish anything big in life. Feeling sick of their pompous behavior, I confronted them on their actions and stated that the only reason they bully others is because their parents never cared for them throughout their lives and they lacked people who could give them genuine love.

After I finished speaking, the hosts became serious and said that I would regret my words and that I should steer clear of the main host's father. The father appeared to be a LARGE, burly man with sharp, slender arms and a body that curved over his victims who slaughtered anyone who disrespected his family with his own bare hands. Thankfully, I was able to reach my house before he noticed me. Before I could find out what happened to my friend, the dream ended.