I was excited to see her finally use her ability, but she just floated around inside the back of the car with a dagger in her hand while music played. It was disappointing. Everyone else was hyped

Later there was a big black panther who loved me and wanted to play. He was like a big puppy. I was terrified.

A mouse creature trapped under some branches? or rocks? that we wanted to catch. The guy in charge was covered with caustic black ink; he pointed to one of the jets to warn me that the mouse was dangerous.

They were chanting at me "your brother is dead" but I knew they were lying, I woke up making fun of them to their faces. "Oh noooo" dramatically, like I was calling them on their bullshit. Awful start to the day.

It's night and I'm walking on the street with other people, frustrated and scared. I'm responsible for crafting enemies and I don't want to create something I can't beat. The people walking with me are enemies too. I'm giving out chocolates (Rollo?) which has something to do with it.

Three decapitated but living people had to be put into a freezer. Cryostasis maybe. I was in agony, they are going to be so cold, the metal will burn them where it touches their skin, their eyes will freeze, should I get goggles? I realized my worrying was just delaying everything and making it worse for them. I had to somehow just get it done

Last night I was a character in a dwarf fortress game? I collected ambergris and travelled on a cart through a festival. I made a joke of our combat logs and wrote a line into it, my singing axe turned an enemy into an axe sheath. Earlier I [c]laimed a bunch of tiles from an abandoned fort and they started flickering as they rendered to the screen