stop dying, topic >:( (I feel like this is just my own dream journal, sometimes
anyway, two parts to last night's dream:
started out and I was some sort of ghost detective. Like, imagine the Scooby Doo gang, except the ghosts are real (but most people can't see them and they generally can't interact with a world except in special cases), and the gang is just me (a spirit medium) and a ghost (a woman who's dressed like she's from the Great Depression or something, stereotypical street urchin clothes but as an adult) (and I'll just call "Ghostie" for ease :V). This one guy asks me to do a job, so I go to his house (a kinda creepy old mansion) to discuss the case. He personally doesn't believe in ghosts, but he knows I've solved a lot of cases regarding dead people, so he wants me to find out who drowned his son. His dog is also growling at me, because apparently dogs hate ghosts and ghost-related people (like spirit mediums). As this is going on, his son walks in and I start talking to him like it's completely normal, but the parents get really offended because they think I'm just mocking them and take it as an insult. So Ghostie ushers the kid away an I calm the parents down and learn that their son was drowned in a river in the swamp behind their house, and a few other details about the case.
so Ghostie and I go out into the swamp, where we eventually find the river, where there's a guy wading through the water, in full stereotypical saloon bartender gear. I ask who he is and he tells me his name, so I approach him to ask him questions. At this point, Ghostie looks into his soul and finds out that not only is that not his real name, but this is the guy who drowned the kid (in retrospect I don't know why Ghostie didn't just do the interrogations with the ability to mind-read, maybe it was limited? :V), but before she can say anything, the guy grabs me and forces me underwater, attempting to drown me. I can't do anything because the guy has me overpowered, but Ghostie finds out a way to interact with the physical world, in the form of "access the heart through the soul and then explode it", causing the guy to keel over dead immediately. I'm just like "jesus christ that's awesome".
part 2 involved me being at some house party that doubled as a pool party at this ridiculously huge (each side was probably around 2 football fields deep/tall, though the front yard's width was normal) house that had two wooden staircases covering the length of each side connected by a patio in the back (I think it was a callback to a house I went to a pool party at back in elementary/middle school). The front yard and the left staircase were absolutely packed with people, and for some reason I decided to grind the staircase's railing. So I go up the right staircase and around the back, and get on my towel and grind down the railing (don't ask how towels grind well on wooden railings), dodging all the stuff people placed on the railing/people and going super fast. When I get to the bottom, some guy is super impressed and wants to go down with me next time I do that because it was apparently one-of-a-kind towel grinding talent, but the house closes down and I can't go back up. So the guy gets an appointment to show off my skills at another party instead.
we go into this huge stadium to get seats for some reason, and I find out that it's actually a giant plane that's flying to Cali, where the next party is. So we arrive, and the place is some mix between modern/medieval, the whole city being situated on two slopes with a river in the middle, and I get led around for a while by a bunch of hooligan gypsy musicians. The time for the show comes, and we get on stage (which is weird to me because it's only ~30 feet up the slope from the river), when the guy who sent me runs up and says we have a problem, because "The Alliance" controls a large section of the city currently and I could die if I went through there, and that we should cancel it. Everyone sadly agrees, but I take the word of caution as an insult to my grinding skills and jump onto the railing and start my grind anyway. It starts off decent, but then I hit something and get knocked off of the towel, and everyone's like "oh no it's all over he's dead", but I manage to recover by landing by three fingers of my left hand on this piece of paper, and start the grind again with that, but slowly. I make the jump into the river and then everything starts speeding up a ton (all the while I'm only balancing on three fingers :I) and I'm doing all this crazy stuff that would make even a Tony Hawk game jealous, when I circle back around to a merchant area where some people who came over on the plane with me have set up a shop.
I jump off the piece of paper and onto some merchandise stands and start pushing them over, jumping from stand to stand and knocking as much stuff over as I can (which apparently still counts as part of the grind because I haven't touched the ground yet?). I keep doing this for a while and eventually get to another merchant area, where the people who came over with me have set up yet another shop because I trashed the first one, and trash that one too. A little while later, I finish up, and walk upstairs where the people are cleaning up the second shop, and I look at all the mess and make some snarky comment like "Man I'm glad I don't live in California!". There's a dog there growling at me, but I close its mouth and then pet it and it starts wagging its tail. The guy who brought me over walks up to me and just goes "Man, that was the nastiest grind I've ever seen!"