Finding myself in the generic corridors of HQ was somewhat surprising, but it wasn't long before I realized that I was dreaming.

I tend to have lucid dreams, so naturally I remembered that since I'm a writer, I can change anything in a word world just by describing it. So I started changing the color of the wall, painting on it with my fingers, and so on.

This was fun until I, in my sleepy lack of common sense, decided to try declaring the wall to be urple. At that point, I was surrounded by pink-purple-haze, fell through the floor, and landed in my bed, awake. My cat was sitting on my chest, demanding breakfast.

I like to think she saved me from my self-created Urple Cloud. :)

Dangit, I was even going to post about it, but I completely forgot!

-Twistey

I dreamt I got loads of concrit! Dreams being dreams, I can't remember what any of it was, sadly. If I could it would probably be irrelevant to anything I've written.

If I remember right the details involved a new OFU somehow, but that's all I've got.

Most recently, I dreamed that the Board had been taken over by a spambot or something. I think I was unable to post, and I was trying to find where everyone had gone to wait it out—the wiki, the Other Board, or something else. It was one of those worrisomely realistic ones where I had to check and make sure everything was okay when I woke up. No ypurs this time!

Dreaming about the PPC is also how I got the idea behind "The Cabin," so there's that, too. >.>

~Neshomeh