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I am JoJo! It turns out I was a teenage Jonathan Joestar, one of the main characters from the JoJo's Bizarre Adventure manga series ( |
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Making Metaphors At first, I remember sitting on this restaurant with G(a), B. (male) and another friend, possibly B. (female). It was B(male)'s birthday, so we were having a little party. It was something really simple, though, and I remember we jokingly clapping for him and hanging around a bit. At some... |
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How to Use Magic R. is going to present some kind of performance, and I've been invited to watch. I'm not sure what the place was, but it looked an awful lot like a playground from my old school. As I arrived, R. had this strange costume, apparently it was a bird/chicken costume, and he was followed around by... |
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Rope-Climbing School I'm visiting the school I used to study in. It's daytime, possibly morning or early afternoon. I'm on the main area on the third floor of the newer building, near the long ramp. It's exactly how it really is IRL. I'm surprised to find here several small groups of people scattered around. Each... |
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I hate Mauricio ]I'm at this place that seems some kind of cross between a museum and a school. There's me and two or three others who are students, and a teacher - Mauricio de Sousa, the creator of the Turma da Mônica (Monica's Gang) comics. He looks just like the pictures, but he turns out to be incredibly... |
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Sacrifice School I studied in this special school, along with several other students. Things were really strange here, as it seems that while it was an expensive private school (and my family seemed to be really wealthy), the other students acted strangely towards me. Some of them feared me, others clearly hated... |
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Little Cosplayer and Friends I'm leaving a building (a hotel) and heading towards a small Japanese-themed fair that was taking place in a nearby street. Most stands aren't set up yet, but I browse through them nevertheless. There wasn't really a hurry, as in the next day the fair would continue, anyway. I walk up to a stand... |
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Flying Dream I had a Lucid dream, and I was flying! |
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