#do i have room for a bunch of giant caterpillars in my house? no.

[fleurmatisse]

y’all. the person who made that caterpillar posted a link to the pattern and that patternmaker has like eight different caterpillars..........

[kaaytea]

HI 🖐🏽 I read some of your work and it's so good. I love it. Especially 'Oikawa with braces' UwU and 'Getting rid of bugs for you' that was my fav reminded me of when I had a run in with a bunch of cockroaches at 3AM 😅😂 Would you mind doing a 2nd part for it with Kuroo , Oikawa , Terushima and Yaku THANK YOU 💖

Hello anon! Thank you for the kind words, I had the dumbest smile on my face reading this 🥺 Bro I feel you on the roach thing, I've had my fair share of roach encounters..it's not fun😔 thank you for requesting, I had a blast writing this!

Getting rid of bugs for you pt.2

⤷Includes: Kuroo, Oikawa, Yaku, and Terushima

Warnings: Roaches, centipedes, wasps, and crickets

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Kuroo

He's so smug about it

"oh you want me to get rid of this bug? Give me a kiss first"

If he can actually tell that you're really shaken up tho he's very serious about it

He hates seeing you scared, it just doesn't sit well with him

He'll probably requests a kiss after he gets rid of the bug tho

It was a cool summer evening, Kuroo was in the kitchen starting to cook dinner and you were lounging on the couch with a novel

You were just about to flip the page when something landed on the book

Oh

O H

So uh big wasp, that will probably get angry if you try to kill it, is crawling around towards your hand

Great......just peachy

Thank God Kuroo was In the kitchen bc he probably wouldn't have heard you whimper out his name if he was anywhere else in the apartment

"T-tetsu"

"What's wrong, (y/n)?"

"help me....please"

Ah...now he understands

He grabs a glass from one of the cupboards and swiftly makes his way over to you

He's VERY careful when trapping the wasp bc that last thing he wants is for you to get stung

He somehow directs it to crawl on to the cover of your book and traps it under the glass. He then quickly goes to release it on the balcony of your apartment

Immediately goes to check on you. He pulls you into his chest and kisses the top of your head asking if you're alright

"You alright, Kitten? Not hurt?"

"no I'm okay. Thank you for saving me for the hundredth time"

"I'll always make time to save you.....Now, I think I deserve a kiss, I risked my life to save you from that wasp."

Yaku

Yaku's a bad bitch nothing scares this guy

Will always get rid of bugs for you no matter the size

He likes feeling needed and LOVES protecting you; you are his baby and he'd do anything for you 💖

If you text him saying there's a bug in the house he will actually drive home and leave what ever he's doing to come save you

You had just finished washing your face and went to reach for the small towel that was hap hazardously tossed on to the bathroom counter

As you lifted the towel a large roach scUttLeD from under it

You let out the loudest shriek, dropped the towel and bOoKeD it out of the bathroom

Yaku was already running to find you when he heard you scream so he entered your bedroom just as you slammed the attached bathrooms door closed

He was really worried so he was in front of you in seconds grabbing on to your hands and asking what was wrong

"shhhh calm down calm down, what's wrong?"

"There's a roach in the bathroom!"

".....huh?"

"A ROACH MORI!! THERES A BIG, CRAWL AROUND THE SUBWAYS OF NEW YORK ROACH IN THE BATHROOM!!!"

Ok so there's a roach locked in the bathroom

This is new

He peeked into the bathroom and yep you weren't kidding, there was the roach sitting in the sink

Damn it is pretty big

Yaku didn't really know what to do. He was kinda iffy about killing the roach bc he didn't want to deal with..Uh.....cleaning the remnants of it, but what would he do with it after he trapped it? Where do you take a live roach?

He decided to just kill it, carrying a live roach around the apartment would send you into cardiac arrest

One good thwack! Later and thoroughly washing his hands in an attempt to get rid of that creepy crawly feeling, the bathroom was officially Roach free

You really snuggled up to him after the roach fiasco, giving him a tight hug and a kiss

"Thank you so much Mori, you're the best!"

"Anything for you :) 💖"

Oikawa

Ok so Oiks doesn't despise bugs, he's best friends with Iwa so he's seen his fair share of giant beetles and caterpillars, but he's not completely comfortable around them

If it's a tiny spider? Sure he's got this, just get him a paper towel

But if it's big? Yeah no he's just as freaked out as you are

He masks it very well tho

On the outside he's all: "don't worry babe I've got this, let your big, strong boyfriend handle it 😌✨"

But on the inside he's like: "oh fUck it's huge! Ah um ok... This is fine...wHy iS iT mOvInG sO fAsT?! Don't touch me don't touch me don't touch me!"

Looks cool, calm, and collected but is an actual disaster

You were tidying up your bedroom, nothing too fancy just putting away some clothes, dusting here and there

You were just about to go celebrate your hard work with some ice cream and your favorite movie when you spotted a hair tie on the floor

Huh....How did you miss that?

You were jUst about to pick it up when you realized something

Hair ties don't have legs

UUUUUUHHHHH

WOW COOL YOU ALMOST PICKED UP A CENTIPEDE WITH YOUR BARE HAND HA HA SO FUN!!

Apparently the centipede didn't like you much as it started rUnnInG out of the bedroom and into the living room

You followed it so you could see where it was going

That's when your wonderful boyfriend came home 🥰

"Tooru! Get it, quickly!"

"what am I doing?"

"THE CENTIPEDE YOU FOOL!!"

He kinda panicked bc you were yelling at him and you were scared and wOW does that thing have a lot of leggys!

He slipped off the shoes he was wearing and just yEETED one at the bug boi

The both of you were just kinda staring at the shoe like 🧍

You turned to go thank him for dEmOlishing the centipede but stopped when you saw that pout on his face

"What's wrong?"

"I just bought those shoes, now one of them is tainted with centipede bits :("

Terushima

Will he laugh at you? Perhaps, but it's not to make fun of you, he just thinks you're really cute~

He’s not bothered by bugs at all, he actually thinks they’re super cool

Refuses to kill them bc, “They’re living creatures babe....plus look at how funny it walks! Why would you want to kill something this dope!”

It was movie night so you were on snack duty while Teru looked for something to watch on Netflix

you decided to just pop some popcorn and call it a job well done, plus all of the chips you had went stale bc Teru NevEr closes the bags well

You grabbed a bowl and threw some popcorn into the microwave 

You sat on the counter and scrolled through your phone as you waited for the microwave to go off

Did...something just move right next to you? 

Just as you glanced up you saw something jump into the bowl next to you

hElLO?! wHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?! 

you were too scared to look into the bowl so you just called Teru to come investigate

“Yu?...Yuji there’s something in the kitchen!”

Teru is very used to this behavior and found it particularly amusing when you hid behind him as he stepped into the small kitchen

you watched from the entrance of the kitchen as Terushima placed a glass over what ever had jumped into the bowl

He was absolutely BEAMING as he watched the mystery creature in the bowl

“Babe come look it’s a cricket!” 

 “What? are you crazy? I’m not going anywhere near that thing!”

“But its soo cool! You have to come look at how high it can jump, this lil guy has mad hops” 

“I don’t care if it can jump to the fUcKing moon and back, just get it out of the kitchen!”

:(( ok he’ll get rid of the cricket, he really thinks you’re missing out tho

He lets the bug go outside and comes back to find you vigorously washing the bowl it had jumped into 

 He chuckles at your paranoia and goes to give you a back hug, pressing a kiss to your neck as his arms wrap around your waist 

you really were adorable to him 

[blaperile]

Hiveswap Episode 1 Reaction Part 5: Hallway to attic + Retrieving flashlight!

Day 5 of playing Hiveswap!

Last time we just finished examining the hallway just outside Joey's room and were planning on moving on, let's see what exciting new places we find today! I wonder if we're going to find some more interesting tidbits about what happened to Ms. Claire, and more information about Grandpa and Mom! Also maybe something about who Jude's mother is (seeing as I assume Ms. Claire died before he was born).

Starting at 7:20 PM now.

Heh, is it just me or did the animation of the jewelery chest opening play again when our game loaded?

Let's first try going to the attic, because we know we can't advance there yet prior to having the flashlight.

Oooh, that's a prety small hallway! A big difference from the two previous rooms, hehe.

I like that we can now see the crutches and those other things from a different perspective. I wonder what will happen if we try examining it.

Also, there's a light switch button there, but looks like we can't switch this one off, unlike the one in Joey's room, hehe.

Aha, so that's what that mess is! Just a bunch of stuff that needs to be moved to the attic but hasn't ben moved yet.

Oh dear... we can befriend the caterpillar doll? Do I even want to know what that does. 0_0

Ah, so it's a doll related to her veteriniarian interests! Makes sense. But yeah, there's not much practicing you can do on a plush toy like that. :P

Okay, "befriending" it doesn't do much special, other than walking us over to it, hehe.

Cherub Key && Caterpillar doll ==> Ahahaha, yeah this isn't a doll appropriate for storing an item in it (though the Puppy Surprise is creepy enough to be holding items too :o ).

Pffff, both the caterpillar AND the slinky are sitting comfortably in a pretty awkward position and not moving anywhere, haha.

Cherub Key && slinky ==> Oh??? That's pretty weird. Does the key attract metal for some reason? Hmmm... mysterious.

What the frick are all those things at the top of the stairs? What's that weird giant pillar thingy in the corner? And what's with that white doll with the green and red eye? I find that pretty suspicious, considering what the pairing of red and green means in Homestuck and Hiveswap...

It also kind of reminds me of that very early concept art of a First Guardian-like axolotl that I haven't thought about in ages. Does it have anything to do with that, for some reason?

And what's that pink thing? Is that another Puppy Surprise? 0_0

Also, looks like there's some old cleaning material there. Someone probably made the noble intention at some point to clean there, and then decided not to or forgot about it. :P

...Maybe Mom did that. Considering her odd cleaning behaviour in Homestuck, that wouldn't surprise me, haha.

Ha, okay. The description for that pile of junk is exactly the same as for the junk downstairs.

So, I bet we're probably not capable of entering the attic door yet, as long as we don't have the flashlight. Let's see...

Huh, so Grandpa spends a lot of time up here (when he's home), tending to his artifacts. I guess it's kind of like the attic in Jade's home, keeping his most valuable and weird possessions up there?

The question is where he got the mysterious portal from that Joey will be using to go to Alternia though. Did he find it on his travels somewhere?

That thing just brings up so many questions to my mind. I mean, Dammek's probably got a similar portal in his hive, and where did he get it from? Is it the same portal, brought to Earth by The Condesce centuries later? And did The Condesce then make sure it ended up with Grandpa for Joey to use?

Is it all part of some grand scheme of Doc Scratch and Lord English? If so, why? What big importance would it have for Joey to go to Alternia and for Dammek to go to Earth?

This is all clearly taking place after the Summoner's rebellion, which was, as far as we know, the last event in Alternia's history to have a major impact on the rest of its timeline, so what other important thing could Joey's presence on Alternia possibly influence?

Same thing with Dammek, there's not really anything important that needs to happen on Earth before Sburb takes place, right? Skaianet is already founded, and Grandpa will soon find the technology in the Frog Temple to start developing Sburb, so I'm not sure what importance Dammek could play on Earth.

That's all some really big questions, and I'm curious to see if we'll find answers to them in this game!

Oh jeez I kind of went on a tangent, didn't I? xD

Let's get back to the situation at hand.

Okay, so the attic door is locked. Which means we'll have to find a key somewhere! God what is it with all the keys in this house. :mspa:

Uh oh, we're peering through the keyhole.

OOOOOOOOOH, it's this little sequence that we've seen in trailers! With some mysterious music to accompany it. Our first glance at the mysterious portal!

But... what I find really curious is Joey's reaction! It looks like she doesn't recognize the portal! What's up with that?? Has she never been up there before? Or is the portal a recent addition to the attic (but like plainWonder says, that would be weird seeing as the Cherub Key has been here for years).

Also, how the fuck did this giant portal get up in the attic?!

Wait... this is Grandpa we're talking about, the person who also got a giant spaceship into the Medium and who is an alternate version of Jake who had a Fetch Modus that allowed him to captchalogue humongous things. Nevermind. xD

Oh boy, Joey's talking to Jude again! I guess she'll probably ask him if he knows where the key is. But I wonder if she's also going to ask something about what that thing is in there? And more interestingly, if Jude knows something more about it?

Haha, so Jude knew the attic door was locked. I love Joey's deadpan comment about it.

Oooooooooooooooh, nice! So there's some specific dialog of Jude because we don't have the flashlight yet! Hahaha, so he'll only tell us where the key is after we retrieve the flashlight.

The question is though, is it technically possible to already find the key and enter the attic (and by extension the Cherub portal) before we even retrieve the flashlight?

I wonder if it's perhaps in the basement? That would be the perfect excuse to have us go all the way through the entire house, haha.

....Or wait, maybe the key is in the tree hut! And then Jude could send the key to Joey with that pidgeon we've seen in trailers and concept art! I could see that happening too.

Cherub Key && Attic Door => WELP. We quickly closed that narration because it looks like we weren't supposed to read that yet, 'cause it gave away something about the location of the attic key. :(

Alright, let's try to forget that and move on.

Moving back to the previous hallway (again that animation of the jewelery box opening. Maybe the hallway really is spooky and the jewelery chest is haunted! :mspa:).

And now, moving to the T-junction and see what's there!

Ooooooh, we're looking at the hallway from a different perspective! It gives a different view at the statue and the Sufferer doll, plus some new things! Apparently Jude's room was right there, very close to Joey's, haha.

But... that Lord English castle though. Grandpa/Jake, why do you always need to have this stuff that so creepily resembles Lord English things. 0_0

I like that you can see more of those monsters flying through that window outside.

And oh hey, there are the stairs to go down, along with the infamous family portraits we've seen a lot of teases of!

I wonder if we can enter Jude's room and/or the door next to it? It could be that we can't go into certain rooms of their house, like the bathroom. Seeing as the bathroom always seems to be a room we can't enter in the homes of Homestuck, while we can only enter them in the homes of Homestuck boys.

Well, I guess both a boy and a girl live here, but seeing as Joey's the main character I'm betting we can't enter the bathroom. :mspa:

Other than that, oh god, plainWonder has a point! There are a few pink turtle figures there, as a reference to the Turtle consorts in Homestuck! Plus they also seem to be some sort of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, hahahahaha.

...

I wonder if it's a coincidence that such a turtle figure is lying down just outside the Lord English castle, what with how Caliborn once killed a Turtle consort in Homestuck. :P

I find it interesting how there seems to be a crown on top of Lord English's head, even though he's never been depicted with a crown before. Though I guess he IS a lord, haha.

Oh man plainWonder just made an amazing remark: it seems like the two pillars on this castle were first coloured in gold, but it largely wore off on one of the sides, so that there's only one truely gold coloured pillar left. Just like Lord English's golden tooth.

And what's with that box with colourful... pins? For a second I thought they were just the B1 Kid colours, but it seems like there's more colours there, haha.

Finally, that dragon painting between the two doors. It looks awfully familiar to me? Could it be that something like that appeared in The Inaugural Death of Mister Seven? Or am I thinking of something else here...

Huh, strangely we've now got TWO options when examining the statue! On the other side of the hallway we had only one option. Now we can also "use", but apparently that just triggers another comment about how Joey doesn't like using the darts as ammo seeing as she doesn't like guns, hehe.

Pfffff, welp. We can't even examine the Lord English castle. I was actually hoping she'd give a funny remark about that, haha.

Let's examine the weird dragon painting.

So okay, according to plainWonder we've seen it before in concept art and there were some theories about a hidden meaning to it? I don't remember that.

But in any case, he does have a point that the lowest one looks a little bit like an axolotl, and that the right one kind of looks like it has antlers!

Also, the left one kind of looks like it has a Lord English-like scarf plus green wings? The plot thickens. :P

...Huh. It's kind of weird that Joey specifically remarks the eye of the lowest dragon as seemingly following her. To me, it looks like the eyes of the upper two dragons also seem to be staring in the same direction.

Does it have a symbolic meaning?

Or... maybe Jude's room is right behind this painting and it turns out that Jude carved a hole in the wall so he could remove that eye and peek through it to keep an eye on the hallway for suspicious things, and whenever Joey feels like that eye is following her it's actually just Jude looking through it. xD

Huh, when we zoomed back out on the rest of the room, those colorful pins seemed to flicker for a second? I wonder what their deal is?

Also, that closet to the left of the door seems to have a kind of weird S-like shape, haha.

And uh, what's with that shark figure and skull onthat shelf? Especially, what's with that eyepatch on the skull. xD

I'm suddenly thinking of all those one-eyed people in Homestuck. Though I believe Vriska's the only one to have ever worn an eyepatch? I doubt this is supposed to be a reference to any of them. :mspa:

plainWonder's got a good point that this door, right next to Jude's room, might be the hall closet where Joey's flashlight is! So let's wait a bit before we examine that and let's first examine everything else we can before opening it (also, I bet we probably can't go downstairs before we retrieve the flashlight?).

A... lite brite? I've literally never heard about that before. But it [url="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lite-Brite"]IS real[/url] and looks like something fun!

OOOOOOOOOOH, by using the "Lite" option we can let Joey make her symbol on the lite brite! I wonder if we try it again if she can also make some other symbols?

Also, cue "you waste exactly four minutes on this tomfoolery". :mspa:

Pressing Lite again, she makes a Tesseract symbol!!! :O I love how it's exactly like the Bec symbol we all know, except with eyes and a mouth, haha. That's so cool. I wonder if she'll also make Jude's symbol and Mom's symbol? :O

N'AWWWWWWWW, she made herself, Jude and Tesseract. That is incredibly cute.

Also, I should mention that I really like how you can slowly see the board change as she makes a new design, and how the pins on the floor also change when she makes a new design.

Ahahaha, next up is the Cherub spiral symbol! She obviously made it because of the pattern on her key, but I can't help but feel nervous with that Lord English castle right there. :P

Also, this just helped me to notice that that Lord English castle doesn't have any red cheeks.

Okay, looks like that's all for the patterns on this lite brite!

Cherub Key && Lite Brite ==> HMMMMMMMMM, that's really mysterious. I find it strange that she "knows" she's seen it before, but can't exactly say when it has happened. Could it have been in her dreams? Like, has she been having some mysterious dreams (no, I'm not necessarily suggesting she's a Sburb player just yet :P). Also, her "in your mind's eye" immediately made me think of Terezi.

JOEY CONFIRMED FOR HERO OF MIND. :mspa:

Tap shoes && Lite Brite ==> PFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, I love how it suddenly seems to be turning into a running gag that if Joey tapdances she'd fall off stairs, just like it already was in the stairway to the attic.

Huh, interestingly the only thing we can examine in the left corner of the hallway is the cabinet! I actually thought it would have been those other items, haha.

Are we going to look at the contents of this cabinet?

Ahahaha, okay no, we're just examining the lamp on top of it. Never mind what I said. :mspa:

Cherub Key && Lamp cabinet ==> Pffff, so now Joey's trying out the Cherub Key on this. Yes Joey, I highly doubt it fits there. xD

plainWonder does have a good point that this seems to suggest those drawers on the cabinet are locked. HMMMMMM :p

Alright, let's examine Jude's door now!

Oh, we're zooming in on the door, and the Lord English castle is still in good view! Can we NOW click on that castle? :O

...Nope, we cant'. xD

Looking at his door more closely, my eye is mostly drawn to that drawing of a black ball with wings and sharp teeth. Other than the red eyes and legs, doesn't this look suspiciously like the monsters flying around outside? I wonder if that's a coincidence or not.

Oh??? The narration is really interesting here. Jude's got a pet in there!!! My first thought was a hamster, to go with the hamster tube that seems to be exiting his room, but I find it weird that it's an animal Joey DOESN'T wants to deal with! Which is pretty remarkable, seeing as she likes animals so much!

Whatever it is, I assume it can get around with that hamster tube? So that would mean it's at least something relatively small.

Looks like the identity of this pet and the contents of Jude's room will remain a mystery for now. Perhaps until Hauntswitch?

Joey's mention of traps in Jude's room reminds me of John and Nanna's habits of putting buckets on top of the door to fall on whoever opens the door, and also of course Bro's traps for Dave in their appartment.

And there's another mention of Joey wanting to avoid an encounter with Jude's pet. Mysterious. :o

Tap shoes && Jude's door ==> So, Joey especially wants to avoid setting off the pet by tapping! Sounds like it's a pet that could be a real nuisance or even dangerous if it gets upset...

Haha, alright! We can't go downstairs without our flashlight, like I thought. I like how there's a mention about how we've already been to the attic.

Well then, let's see what's behind that door which is presumably the hallway closet (I mean, it's not like there are anymore options :P)

Okay, so it is indeed the hallway closet.

Huh, apparently it contains old belongings of Joey? I wonder what else is in there, other than the flashlight (if anything special)?

Oooooooooh, looks like the ballet shoes are in there! I kinda forgot we hadn't retrieved those yet, makes sense that they're in there! Along with some other old stuff and some clothes, it seems.

Ahhhhh, apparently we need to use our tap shoes to make that box fall! Finally we can use our tapping skills to actually make something fall, haha. xD

Also, who even put that box up there?

Tap shoes && Box ==> Ooooh, cool animation as the box falls down! So, looks like there's only 3 things in there: the flashlight, the ballet shoes, and... a bag of chips? Why is that in there? Or does it perhaps have something inside (other than chips) that is of importance to her?

HOLY MOTHER OF BATMAN we suddenly gain a lot of new items: the ballet shoes, the flashlight (without batteries GOD DANG IT so that's why I remember seeing more batteries in the concept art, haha), a bag of pet treats (oh man... are we going to use that to get Tesseract out of the dog house), and also a bunch of flippos!

Goddang that is a preposterous amount of new items and also new combinations on all the items in the rooms we've visited so far!

New conversation with Jude incoming! He's probably going to mention the location of the attic key, and maybe he'll also have an idea where we can find more batteries (my bet right now is that we'll have to take batteries out of that radio we've seen in concept art).

Pfff, so much is going on and Jude is concerned about his pogs being kept safe. xD

Kind of reminds me of the Pokémon anime where James has a ridiculous concern for keeping his crown corks safe.

Now that I'm thinking about it, Jude's formal way of speaking and talking in upper caps reminds me a bit of WV's manner of talking to John, haha!

Huh, so Jude wants Joey to head over to "the trophy room". Probably a room similar to the Grand Foyer in Jade's room, with all those trophies he had on the wall?

Alright, we're calling it a day here, at 9:35 PM.

Tomorrow, the first thing we'll do is start examining all the combinations of the pet treats, pogs, ballet shoes and powerless flashlight on the items we have encountered so far! That'll probably take up enough of our playtime tomorrow, haha.

[what-soul]

My life story

I was born November 10, 1995 at 2:03 AM in Baltimore, Maryland. From what I can remember from my dad's "birthday story", nothing too significant happened. My parents were in their early 20s and I'm fairly sure they weren't prepared for the financial responsibility, because I've been told they sold my mom's CD collection and we ate PB&J and other filler staple foods. I'm pretty sure that's why I can't stand the idea of a PB&J sandwich - I had too many as a kid. We lived in Ducketts Lane in Elkridge, soon joined by some of my cousins who I grew up with. I remember a nasty, broken toilet in a basement with wood paneling and willow trees off in the corner. There was only 3-story townhouses there.

Ginny was born, and my dad realized that if he wanted to be in the military, he had to join before he had more than 2 kids. So he was at training camp when Katie was born, doing crazy stuff like swimming with 50 lb backpacks and running through chemical fumes without a mask. We moved around during this time, I think to Tennessee and Kentucky? I have no memories beyond a pre-K daycare (where I made a scarecrow with brads for joints) and the neighbors having those electric kid-sized cars.

In Kindergarten I went to Rockburn Elementary at 4, due to Maryland's strange age cutoff at the time. All I remember was that our class was near the entrance, the room was big and empty in the middle, and a caterpillar once pooped on my hand while I was admiring it on the playground. I don't remember anyone from the class. First grade is a blank, but second grade...

The second grade area was a bunch of dynamic classrooms with vibrantly colored sliding walls and a larger central area where we could buy lunch. They offered either a special that day or pizza, but I usually brought a packed lunch. I remember playing mandala with a tomboy of a black girl who scraped her knee once and showed us how it was getting puss. That's where I met Nicholas Eagles, who was my best friend for the year. I'd go over to his house every week or two where we played the pokemon card game and some Nintendo games. He had a pogo stick, but I couldn't figure out how to use it. At one point, we climbed up the big evergreens in his front yard and I fell, getting caught by branches a couple feet below. He once admitted that he thought I was gross when he first met me, though I don't know why.

Then we moved to Pennsylvania for my third year in school. I don't remember our house but I remember the area. It was next to a small pond with cattails and the backyard led to a huge patch of undeveloped land. We found some kids playing there far away, and I became friends with the older brother who enjoyed hacking together weird electronics. There I got into Yugioh. Ginny's hermit crab died and we had a fancy funeral for it, complete with a coffin made of mud bricks molded from legos. Our parents bought a wooden playground, I think?

I don't remember much from school, just some event snippets. Bits of hallways filled with seasonal candles in bags, monthly school events like a Jim Henson style play about how drugs are bad, an uninviting cafeteria... I know I was called "booger boy" for picking my nose, but I've lost the emotional context. According to my parents, I had problems with my teachers because the Pennsylvania 3rd grade curriculum was the same as the Maryland 2nd grade curriculum, and I liked to be the teacher's pet. I'd raise my hand for every question because I always knew the answer and wanted to say it, which annoyed the teachers because they wanted the other kids to have a chance. School was apparently bad enough that we moved at the end of the year to West Virginia.

I had started the gifted program in 2nd grade, but I remember absolutely nothing from then. For 3rd grade, I remember I was called out of class some days of the week to go to a room for a gifted class, but don't remember anything. For 4th grade, all I remember was the room we went to and that I had a very hard time with math and remembering the names of shapes.

It was Shepherdstown Elementary School, and we mostly did stuff in the 4th-5th grade hallway, which I remember very well. The walls were lined with lockers and there were... 6? classes total. In 4th grade I only remember an older teacher I had for English, in which we read Roald Dahl books. I think she was a hardass but I have no especially bad memories of her.

In 5th grade I had M(r)s. Lawrence at least, and Mr. Ebersol for gifted. I remember my friends better for this time than in 4th, even though they're probably the same. They were all in gifted for some reason. There was Levi Spickler, who was more of a rival than a friend. Sam Yates, a girl with bushy brown hair who hated chocolate and loved zucchini bread. Arlo, he was best friends with Levi and a very funny and sociable kid. His hair was perpetually messy, like a big brown afro almost. The only thing I distinctly remember from him was a joke he started saying "je veux une omelette du fromage", which is French for "I want a cheese omelette". No idea why that was funny, if it was. Then there was Merideth, an athletic girl who was a bit of an early bloomer.

Most of my memories were from the gifted class. We once acted out commercials, including one, "Don't be sad, get GLAD for all your kitchen garbage needs!" We would enact plays such as A Midsummer Night's Dream. Or even write our own plays; one Levi wrote included a joke that flew completely over my head about a girl being "rapped on the head", to which everyone started knocking on the table with their knuckles.

In Ms. Lawrence's class we once made our own peanut butter chocolate candies for Halloween... That's all I got.

From 6th to 8th I was in Sheperdstown Middle School, less than a mile away from the Elementary School. I remember the layout of the building fairly well, but there are some fuzzy areas. It was mostly one long hallway going left and right from the entrance with some hallways jutting out from the forward direction. I remember Ms. Carter, a science teacher who adored me. She was a very large red-head who liked to wear excessive make-up and had a Ms. Frizzle vibe to her teaching methods. By this point I loved science, so I relished in raising my hand for every question. She eventually made a running joke out of it, saying she needed to call "1-800 dial a Robert!"

Next to Ms. Carter's room was a ramp down into a secluded area with a few classrooms, one of which was my... history class, and somewhere in that area was my sign language class. Or was it English? Gifted class was in a hallway directly in front of the entrance with Mrs. Wagner across the hall from the touch typing classroom. I mostly remember learning English, particularly the roots of words.

Then there was Mr... Marcin? An older science teacher who had a very dry, even cynical sense of humor but seemed to genuinely care about his job. And Mrs... Tracey? The 8th grade science teacher. I remember the cafeteria very well, as well as the gym - it was burned into my brain by the Pacers, an exercise we did twice a week where we'd run from one side of the gym to the other with increasing frequency.

In the 7th grade, my parents divorced. From what I can gather, my mom had caught my dad cheating multiple times, and then my dad caught her cheating with my stepdad. Of course, these were symptoms and the official explanation. Underlying that were personality incompatibilities, my mom's stress from generalized anxiety disorder without medication and raising 4 kids vs my dad's stress working a billion minimunm wage jobs just to support us. Abandonment issues, personal insecurities, projection, the works.

I know that when they announced it, they sat us all on the couch and told us about it very seriously. I barely remember it, but the memory paints it as feeling like a dream. From there, my mom moved into the basement while she found work (she was laid off) and housing while my dad bought a dog (Zoey) to fill the void. Eventually my mom moved to a rinky-dink apartment and later to a nice townhouse, and we went to each parent's house in shifts over the week.

9th grade... Was at Shepherdstown Highschool. I remember the cafeteria, a taller guy I was friends with, the entrance being near the library. That's all.

At this point my dad was laid off from his job as a professor at some university. In searching for another professor position, he had the option of going to New Mexico or Wyoming; he chose the former. After a few months of convincing, I decided to move out with him over the Summer for the opportunity of going to a good school and good college.

The time I spent from 10-12th grade blurs together. I remember quite a few teachers and classmates, but not when and where I knew them. The teachers I remember are my Spanish teacher (native speaker), Ms. McCoy (art teacher), Mr. B? (Chemistry teacher, very eccentric), Mr. Smith (science and CS teacher), Mr. DeWitt (AP Biology, he had extreme standards), and the dreaded Mr. Evans. Hello, yes? He tried to fail me out of high school by demanding that I not be allowed to take a replacement English class to substitute the grade I got in his.

The people I knew, I knew only some names and the rest were archetypes. Al of course, Ryan Sun (an asian guy who took it upon himself to become my rival, which unintentionally became a kind of bullying as I was too depressed to cope). For some reason I remember Kim Wong, another asian girl who was always near the top of the class. And Stephanie, I think her last name was something like Dijkstra, who I think was even better at programming than I was. Beyond them, the archetypes I remember were * a crazy-fun drug supplier who had some issues with her parents * a larger hispanic guy who had a very negative vibe and introduced me to Johnny the Homicidal Maniac * one girl from art who was like 7 feet tall but had normal proportions, so she looked like a mini-giant

At the same time, I was going to UNM for dual-enrollment, mostly math. My relationship with my dad was deteriorating; teen angst, stress from moving, depression, and lack of mutual understanding. Eventually he relented to getting me a therapist, which ended up being a (late) PhD child psychologist. I stopped seeing her when I turned 18 and went into college. To get away from my dad, I moved into the UNM dorms.

Sometime around here was when I got my first job as a student worker. First a temp job moving boxes, then as an IT admin assistant, and finally data entry and call redirection. Over the Summer I got a job with one of my mom's coworkers helping him research hobby electronics so he could make the most of his free time. All of these were full of shame because I didn't feel like I was working hard enough to justify the pay, and they all ended in ways I took personally. At the time they confirmed to myself all of my personal failings and screamed back that I was a loser who couldn't do anything right.

I think this is around the time my mom married my stepdad, and my dad married Kaya for tax reasons. Eventually they separated and Lindsey came in; they married a couple years later. I liked both stepmoms, and had no problem with remarrying. My stepdad however, I didn't dislike, but I found a very large disconnect with him. He clearly didn't enjoy children, and had a difficult time expressing emotions which made him extremely intimidating. There were even some interactions which unintentionally shattered my confidence, as he was a programmer and I thought I could talk to him about that.

College was a blur. I met up with Al again in a sociology class we shared, and through him and his sister Sarah, I made two more friends: Ariel and Tristan. They were the best friends I remember having, though it was mostly through Al. We shitposted about My Little Pony and Arnold Palmer tea. The first semester I passed, barely. I think I failed the next semester and planned to kill myself at the end because I thought my life was ruined. I exploded and told my dad that I hadn't taken any of my antidepressants. I ended up moving back in with my dad. My sisters had moved in by that time. Our relationship only strained more, and I exploded at him telling him "fuck you", to which he kicked me out. I moved in with Tristan.

There my depression stewed. My eczema got especially bad without my topical steroid, and I isolated more and more. Tristan's dad talked to me often about stoicism, philosophy, and project management. He pursued stoicism as his best virtue, taking on all the burdens of the world. When I talked to him, it always felt like he was a diamond under immense pressure that would shatter if the pressure was relieved. It seemed like he was using my stay as an extra mouth to feed to increase the stress he was under on purpose, so I eventually worked up the courage to go back to college.

I think I did one semester, passing barely again. Then at some point, Al realized I was taking the group's sarcastic jibes personally and was codependent on them. He told me he didn't want to be responsible for giving me pain and that we shouldn't be friends. From there, I avoided everyone from that group, going so far as to make large detours to avoid spotting them. I was too afraid to face them any longer. The next semester, I went to the first few classes, then became a hikikomori for the rest of the semester, only leaving my room for food and the bathroom. I didn't want to live, but I didn't have the will to kill myself either.

That state broke when it was revealed that I had failed all my classes. My dad took me back in, with similar tensions. I visited my mom for the Summer and saw a therapist/psychiatrist named Dr. Goodman. She had my half-sister Marlena.

By sheer luck, I got a job as a administration assistant at a company my cousin Alex worked at, Engage. He presented it in terms of reprogramming their database stack, but I knew I wasn't there for that. Still, I insisted on writing scripts to do the extremely tedious job of pressing buttons in the right sequence to print the mailing labels by the thousands. At some point I accidentally managed to fuck up not once, but twice. The first was caught, but the second made it all the way to the post office where they charged a fee for every incorrectly labeled mail, probably costing thousands of dollars. I was let go soon after for personality conflicts and because I wasn't taking my time, doing things too fast so mistakes were easy to make.

I was offered a replacement job in the data entry department, which I was very reluctant to take because I wanted to run away from the whole thing and forget the wild emotions. I got it, learned the ropes, and did that for a couple months during the 2016 election (which made lots of mail), all the while getting less and less stable as I began to see the job as a symbol of my failure as a person. As I saw it, it was the job I was moved to out of pity because any hobo off the streets could deliver identical work, and yet I was still struggling and felt ashamed because no one else had any problems. I ran out of my medications and that spiral plummeted and I felt the need to quit because what work I did on the clock was terrible and I frequently had to clock out to keep from clawing my eyes out. Every day I went in was sheer agony, which I'd compare to mentally tearing off each fingernail one by one. It was exploding with shame, panic, anxiety, fear, self-hatred, and tedium.

Unfortunately no one in my family saw it that way. Everyone seemed to think I just didn't want to do my job because I "didn't like it". I tried to tell them that I "just couldn't" go in anymore, but all I got back was that I have to. I didn't. More shame. It doubly confirmed the fears I already had, that the job was more important than I was. I suffered this pain every day and yet it was more important that I bear it and lose my mind rather than lose the job. Talk about worthless.

Eventually it came to a point where Goodman seemed to think I wasn't depressed and was manipulating my parents into giving me a free ride. My parents expressed their fear that "if I dropped him off at a shelter, I'd never see him again", which stung. I didn't want to live and everyone around me wanted me to work to live no matter the cost. I would thoughtlessly mention euthanization as a viable option. So, she was right to fear that. More shame from being such a failure as to put such responsibility and pain on my parents. That day I spent an hour seriously thinking about killing myself despite my hesitation, reasoning that I was a parasite on my family and the only way to relieve them of my burden was to relieve them of me. Whatever pain I caused by dying would pale in comparison to the pain I'd cause by living. I wondered if any excuse I had against this plan was a selfish desire to continue living in spite of the pain of others. I never went much farther beyond that, though.

Eventually my parents convinced Goodman to send me to Sierra Tucson. There, I learned about trauma, the distinction between shame and guilt, codependency, and the importance of friendship. I felt awakened, as if from a coma, and first time in my life, I enjoyed living for its own sake. I was transferred to Crownview Co-Occurring Institute for Intensive Out-Patient, where I regressed some due to it being a less supportive environment. Still, I learned how to deal with adversity in reality, particularly overcoming my issues with authority, defensiveness, a need to be right all the time, and how to take criticism without taking it personally.

During recovery, Katie had my niece Aurora. Most of the effect of that was from watching how other people reacted and interpreting the underlying reasons. I believe Katie refused an abortion/adoption because she intended to use Aurora to assert her maturity and capacity to be responsible to my dad and Lindsey, who had a tendency to micromanage her which led to teenage rebellion. What's sad about that is I think she lacks self-care emotionally and mentally, and now she won't ever have an opportunity to work on herself because she'll be working on her kid. In trying to appear more mature, she destroyed any chance of reaching maturity healthily. Now she's still struggling to break free of them, seeing all of their "suggestions" (which, to be fair, are stated more as commands) as personal attacks, saying she isn't capable of taking care of her symbol of adulthood.

And now I'm in R&R. I don't know where I'm going from here.

[happynowidiot-blog-blog]

Penny and I slept in George’s bed on Saturday.

Don’t get your hopes up, dears, there was not a wild tequila induced threesome. There actually wasn’t any tequila involved at all. Penny, Shahida, and I met up with Penny’s friend Ellesse from school and went to Greenwich to watch the fireworks for Bonfire Night. Ellesse is super nice and incredibly pretty. On our walk to the fireworks we mentioned that we might meet up with George and Penny immediately told her that I had dibs. We got to the place where the fireworks where being set off and got food (just crappy burgers but we were starving). It was properly cold out. I had my wool-lined Converse on and a cashmere sweater over two tank tops all underneath my coat. I even had my gloves and hat on. Penny and Shahida had tights on under their jeans and sweaters under their coats. We were still cold but it was a good cold. It’s the type of cold you dream about on really hot days in the summer. It’s November and it feels like it should.

The fireworks were really good and afterwards all we wanted was a pub and drink so we could warm up. We were in the middle of Lewisham and the amount of people meant that there was no service on our phones so we couldn’t get ahold of George. We picked a group of people and decided to follow them to see if they led us towards a pub. We walked towards Greenwich and George’s texts from earlier started coming through. I missed a call from a blocked number and we knew it was him but calling him back made his phone go straight to voicemail. We ended up in the huge crowds of people trying to find somewhere to go and George called Penny from a blocked number. We were literally standing in front of a pub called George and the Dragon. Hilarious. We eventually found him in the mass of people and followed him, Esam, and Other George (that’s literally how we referred to him all night) to the bar he brought Penny and I to last time we were in Greenwich.

We got drinks and kind of just stood around talking because there were no free tables. George had on a gray beanie type of hat and hipster glasses. He looked hilarious with a black scarf around his neck and a leather necklace over his white t-shirt. Other George is less attractive with his shirt on but he’d genuinely a cool guy. Our collective love for Esam is growing by the minute. He’s just such a chill guy and totally nice. Ellesse is also really nice but unpredictably a light weight. Like legit. She apparently got wasted off of four shots of Absolut once. Four. I’m embarrassed for her. She had a beer and was standing a little too close to George for me to be comfortable. I signaled to Penny and she ran interference. Literally. She walked up and stood in between them. Shahida, Ellesse, and I did a shot of vodka at the bar and the guys mentioned a dorm party they’d been invited to at Greenwich Uni.

We were walking there when Penny realised we were across the street from the Mexican bar we’d gone to that night. She stopped, turned to George and said, “Blow jobs! Blow jobs! Blow jobs!” I joined in after a second to make the connection and George smirks at us and says, “What, right here on the corner?” We dragged him across the street and marched up the the bar. He owed us those shots anyway but told us to order one for the six of us, his treat. It was a bit much to be in that bar with all those people. Penny and I kept looking at each other and having flashbacks. We did our shots (that Esam ended up paying for because George forgot his card. We all really believe him) and then continued to the dorm party. That was a ridiculous experience. It was a sociologists dream. The body language of everyone in that party towards us was so negative. Literally everyone faced away from us the whole time. We were talking to this guy (not flirting, just saying hey) and this girl walked up grabbed his arm and glared at us. She glared at Penny and Penny wasn’t even talking to the guy.

Esam left for a bit to meet with his dealer (who’s in his phone as ‘Dan’s Still The Man’) and then came back to collect us. We jumped on the DLR and then a bus back to guys’ house. We sat in their kitchen and smoked for a couple hours just talking. It’s probably a good thing that weed just makes me freak out considerably less then normal because Ellesse kept moving closer the George. At one point she was touching his leg (he made a joke about only one of his socks went to his knees) and Penny and Shahida immediately panicked. I was a little annoyed by it but couldn’t quite get myself to freak out at that point. George had socks on that had guitars on them. It may have actually been the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. He rolled a spliff and Kareem (Esam’s brother) took it apart and re-made it and George goes, “It’s like I gave my son a toy for Christmas and he asked for the receipt.” All I could think at that point was, “OMG he wants a son? That’s adorable!” Penny apparently thought the same thing and then had this image of him sitting underneath a Christmas tree holding a fire truck. It’s a beautiful image. This whole time Ellesse was sitting really close to him and at one George legitimately got up and moved. That was kind of awesome.

We decided to watch the Little Rascals so we all piled into the living room while George youtubed it. The quality was actually awesome once he connected his laptop to their giant tv. Esam and Penny shared the couch, Ellesse and Shahida both were in armchairs, and I stole the beanbag and perched at Shahida’s feet. George went to get comfy and came in pajamas which in his case included his gray stocking hat and hipster glasses complete with a green sleeping bag he was literally walking around in. He sat on the ground at Penny’s feet and looked so much like a caterpillar that I was dying. At one point he got up and went to get something and Penny goes, “With the glasses, doesn’t he look like a bookworm?” I literally cried I laughed so hard. It was so legit. The fact that there isn’t a picture of him like that makes me so sad. The movie was adorable. I haven’t seen it since I was like 5 and really liked watching it again. Even the boys laughed at it. After it finished we watched some really crap tv for awhile and then gave up to go to bed. It was after 4:30 at this point. Oh, one other thing, it is freezing in this house. So completely cold that we were shaking until we made George go get us all blankets.

Esam had said we could have his bed earlier that night and then offered George’s bed as well. Shahida and Ellesse took Esam’s double bed and as you’ve probably already guessed, Penny and I shared George’s single. That bed, by the way is the single most uncomfortable thing ever. Oh my jesus. How is George not in pain all the time? Do not understand. Anyways, the best part about this whole situation is that since Esam and George slept in the living room Penny and I got to snoop unperturbed around George’s room. That was fun. He has a bunch of music theory books and a ridiculous plaid fedora hanging off a shelf (there’s a hilarious picture of me wearing it on Penny’s iPhone). He has a straightener with a converter on the end which means that he brought it with him from Dubai. He has library books next to his bed and a hilarious bookmark with a badger on it. There’s a postcard leaning against the wall that upon further investigation proved to be from his grandmom (could this be more adorable? Answer: no). There’s a post-it on his desk about a jazz club and a London atlas squished next to an Idiot’s Guide to Music Theory on his bookshelf. The Liverpool scarf is undisturbed and the clothes he’d worn that day were folded over the chair.

After I was at the point where I was going to have to go through his closet or dvd case (neither seemed like intelligent ideas) so I turned the light off and cuddled under the duvet with Penny. Both of us were tired but were definitely too high to sleep so we talked for a couple hours. Holy shit, hilarious conversation. Such complete stoner logic going on. At one point we realised that McDonald’s would be serving breakfast and almost cried with happiness. We spent a few minutes saying “Threeeeesome” over and over again to see if George would suddenly be compelled to walk into the room. He didn’t (I was slightly disappointed). At one point we talked about how Ellesse and Shahida couldn’t party with the big dogs. We reached the conclusion that Myles doesn’t understand that as 19 year old girls we were going to date/crush on/hook up with guys who are bad for us. Penny said that her mom was a major partier when she was younger and her dad smoked pot and now they’re the most responsible, well-adjusted people she knows. I said that it’s because of their life experience. Penny then predicted that we’ll get drunk one day and end up saying, “George, you’re our life experience!”. To which, of course, he’ll respond with “Is that an invitation?”

We fell asleep for about an hour and woke up when Penny’s alarm went off at 8. I did not want to move even a little bit. I wasn’t exactly comfortable but it was warm underneath the blanket and I was exhausted. Penny got up and took the duvet with her which meant that I had to follow because it was freezing in my jeans and tank top. We stuck our heads into the living room and Esam was sprawled out on the couch snoring. George, however, had put the arm chairs together and was literally cuddling his duvet, like wrapped himself around it like a teddy bear. So fucking adorable. I knew he’d be a cuddler.

We went upstairs and woke the girls up and the stole toast from the kitchen because we were starving. Other George was leaving for work and offered to drive us to the train station (like in a car! So exciting!) so we got dressed really quick and woke George and Esam up to say goodbye. George barely would open his eyes and Esam looked to exhausted to actually process the English language. He sat up so we could hug him and George remained horiziontal while we waved goodbye. Penny attempted a hug but failed. I reached over and ruffled his hair.

Other George dropped us off at the train station and we gradually made our way home. Penny, Shahida, and I stopped at McDonald’s on our way to the flat (hash browns are so glorious) and when we got home we collapsed. Shahida and I passed out in her bed and slept until Penny woke us up at 3 PM with cups of tea so we could make breakfast. We sat in Shahida’s bed and talked for a bit before this and I managed to refer to Esam as Eames. I realised that his name just seems like someone mixed up the letters in Eames because I see that so much more often. Shahida said I could probably start calling Esam that and he’d be ok with it. I know I could but then George would make call him Arthur and I’d actually have to kill myself. I then discovered that George’s neckalce that I’d stolen at the dorm party was still wrapped around my wrist. Whoops.

We told Esam about Thanksgiving and he’s really excited so he’s coming and we’re assuming that means he’s bringing George. And Friday they invited us to the club in Mayfair where Esam has a table. There are no words for how excited I am. It’s the kind of club where the table vodka is Grey Goose. Stoked. It probably won’t actually happen but it would be awesome if it did. We’ve never been to a club with George and when Penny, Shahida, and I realised that would put us in very short dresses in front of him we all had the same reaction: “That’s not gonna end well.”

I feel as though that’s a good summary for most of our nights. Ah, well. Isn’t that the point of college?

[hachanri]

Wierd dream I just had

Slept 12 hours, had an exceptionally detailed epic dream. Setting: I'm in China doing research at some big church in the country, when bugs attack (like big starship troopers bugs), and the military shows up and pushes everyone inside, and there's lines for food and medical help and such. We all get sent home and told to keep quiet. A scientist comes forward on live tv with some reading he got from space saying '45 circle spike*' that he didn't know what ment, that he got 45 days before the bug attack in China, and decided it ment in 45 rotations thered be violence. He says there was another transmission saying 29-circle-spike-spike-spike-spike-zero, and urges that we prepare for bug attack, The government/trump doesn't trust the signals because we don't know the source, and uses military power to suppress the scientific folks.* Then to exert extra control, Trmp issues military strike against erotica and foreign books and music deemed unamerican, and homes start to be investigated and raided, paintings and books and porn being burned or confinscated. My home is full of erotica and porn and art and Japanese books and music, so I start seeking places in my house to hide the things we want to protect most.** Scientific community comes out again and says that 10 days in to the 29-day warning, we got another message that was a math equation, essentially moving all the value on one side of a line to the other side of a line. Thru a big series of equations, she says it essentially means '19 days, everyone/thing move' and thinks we will be leaving or something in 19 days. Trump sees this as defiance, insists that life continues as normal, and punishes anyone preparing to leave; there are inspections of homes and suitcases and bags and pantries to make sure preparations arnt being made. 2 days left, NASA spots an object approaching earth, but isn't allowed to say more. I wake up (in the dream) with a message being broadcasted into all of our brains saying to get up, grab what is important, and go outside immediately. There is humming and rumbling in the distance. I grab a duffle bag I'd had in half preparation*, take a long look at my room. I go collect the erotica and nudity I'd hidden during the raid, as this will be important. I go outside. I get another braincast, 'look up. Think UP.' and there's a blueish cloud and I can't tell if it IS a ship or concealing a ship, but I think 'up' and sorta just an suddenly in a ship. It's communicated to me*** that anyone I need to take with me, I need to send a thought to right NOW, so me and everyone else in the shop so far (hundreds of thousands of people) are silent as we Think to our loved ones that aren't there already, sensing who is on board so far and who might be asleep or underground or unable to have received the previous messages. As more people appear inside the ship, a humming sound is heard and some of the ship turnes invisible, and we see a series of sunflowerseed shaped meteors zip thru the clouds and into the Earth. From a distance, a swarm of spikey giant insects come, dig up the Rocky steaming pods, and break them open, and there are more bugs inside, and they start eating everything. Cars, metal, houses, trees, roads, signs, animals, fences, like giant locusts they just chow it down like a caterpillar on a leaf. It's kind of understood that this is a species that moves planet to planet like this, and it's explained to us in thoughts that they aren't evil, it's just their nature, and it will pass and they will leave. For now though, we have been rescued and will be taken to a similar planet to wait live while the bugs die out and leave the planet****. We are dropped in the woods of a planet with insanely massive redwood-like trees, with our supplies and several blocks of stone and metal, and essentially told 'good luck, we will be back', and left to our own devices. Something like 2 billion people is now on a planet they KNOW will be temporary for them, but gotta survive on. Oh, and the aliens tried to drop a bunch of like animals and livestock too but some of then died but I don't remember how. Thankfully, many people brought their cats and dogs as important people to them, and the cat population explodes. Around now, my mom wakes me up in real life, and I struggle to get back to sleep quickly, but the dream is gone. More details below.