Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 12/10/2016
By Fitful
I was in a school. I was in a new school, I had just started. I was trying to fit in and make friends. A girl I liked was kind to me and we hit it off as friends but her family was controlling, in fact all the kids in the school seemed to have families which were unsavory in some way. There were animals being abused in this school, cows being raped 24/7 by machines in the basement. Mice skewered with forks for sport. Cats getting lost in the snow, beloved familiars they were. I rescued a cat which belonged to a pretty girl and made a friend, she was so happy I did. I couldn't do anything about the cows tho, there were too many of them, and they were part of the schools operation. If I did the school would notice and stop me so I turned away and I felt guilty for just blinding myself to their misery and allowing it. I did stop a vat of mice from being skewered and burned alive. There was a war game of sorts here, where you fought constantly to win little things for your team. This war was constant. Your team was your entire life here at this school. I did play, and it was brutal. Finally I was helping some guy who was low on ammo, his bow and arrow when the setting was turn up turned into this amazing space gun type thing. But it faded fast when used like that. However he was defending his position alone, the gate started to close and I had thrown a part I had fixed just then in the way. Then he realized I was a genius, called me a "nerdy" and was happy for me. Something going about it being good, I could get "out of here". I was immediately noticed by a blonde man teacher who did move me out of the trenches only to trap me in a pretty wood house, like a collegium type wood paneled thing. It wasn't hard to discern he planned to exploit me. I ended up getting roped into a talent show of sorts, where I put on piles of glitter powder makeup which when applied created hundreds of little kawaii plastic adorable things too, even lace, and stuff all over my body. I put the make up on everywhere, wore draped clothing like a toga to show it off and went on stage. It was a bit crazy but a lot fun. Then the woman in charge of the show, the gym teacher asked me to do an encore with the girl, we would both dance, so I did. The crowd loved me, I started getting fans, literally people started coming dressed like me, but then after I got back to my room off stage the woman demands I do it again for the third time in a row. And sent out the girl I liked onstage until I got dressed and went out there. The makeup I had taken off already so I had to reapply it, and the clothes were now difficult to put on. It took me forever to get dressed the third time and I was worried about going on stage as I couldn't dance. I was so tired I didn't want to do it again and I had half a mind to make her actually pay me for performing. Real money not school credits.