I had a dream within a dream within a dream...

In the deepest dream, I was just sitting in the wonderful spam zone...it looked something like...hmmm...this



So there I was, just sitting there in a thread I had created, waiting for some stupid generic fool to take some stupid old-school "Ghetto" style bait I decided to set up in honor of the dead fool when suddenly Misty busted down the door, no doubt to ruin my fun before it could really even start. She was dressed just like this



But then she dropped her gun and ripped off her vest and was all "OMG WOLF I'VE DECIDED TO TURN LESBIAN, LET'S MAKE CYBER LOVE ON SKYPE"

And I was all like "I don't wanna play you, I just wanna tape you undressing" etc.

By that time, her outfit looked more like...this



And I was all "WEE-OOO WEE-OOO WEE! LIKE A COP CAR" Like so



And then BAM! RVR just DRIVES THROUGH THE WALL OF MY THREAD IN HIS STAFF-CAR so he can ruin my almost PG-13 rated fun, as pictured here



And that, was the first kick.

I soon awoke to what at the time I did not know was another dream.

Should I go on, KHV?​

 

Brilliant .

 

bahahahahaha.

 

I'll just make this decision for all of us: Yes.

 

Inception.

 

We need to go deeper

 

To me the spam zone is more like this


but yours is more interesting. Please continue.

 

I loved the way you used the pictures. Continue.

 

More like Inebriation.

 

Dear friends, i believe we have found the first man to ever Inception himself... Please continue, this was just getting good.

 

That's what she said.

 

I awoke, locked away in a place that few members have actually seen with their own eyes...a place not many venture except when they need to change their names...a place sort of like that place on that Witness Protection show...a place called the Premium Section. It looked something like this image shown here



There I was in the only continually active thread in the section, the name change thread. I saw a line of silhouettes all holding their old names, and wishing to trade them for new ones with the approval of the greater blue members of the rainbow brigade, like so



So as I sat there, I began to hatch a plan. I would cause a commotion by changing my name to "Cinn" and saying that I was the original Cin who had returned with his old name cancer issues flaring up again. Not 100% original, but old enough that it would work on the newer ******s and those with bad memories.

My plan was to portray myself as my old arch nemesis and also old ally...the MENACING creature shown here



But as soon as I could hatch such a plan, deep dark elements of my subconscious attacked me. I was assaulted by a bitter old creature bearing the name of this hero here



But this impostor was no hero. He was an old man with a God complex and a plot to take over the entire website. I plot that I, along with the help of three others who are no longer with us and shall remain unnamed for their safety, helped stop. The events of those days nearly two years ago are arguably what plunged us into this deep dark era of pure shit that this site is currently stuck in. An epic battle that looked something like this



Just as this old wash-up and I were about to go toe to toe again, we were stopped by the appearance of this majestic blue angel that came bearing cookies and who's image cannot be described. And as she appeared, I awoke to what I would soon learn was another dream.​

 

No wonder you dreamed within you dream. That dream lacked any form of creativity.

 

Do I sense someone feeling upset because she's not in my fantasy?

 

I feel blessed I'm not.

 

No love, Kitty? Just because I killed Ghetto doesn't mean you have to hate me.

 

No. Paprika.