>>7200644Well that was a dream that i just had. Quite emotional too, but unfortunately I'll have to skip over most of it.
including the bit with my father School setting, writing general is a club. Friends with Lamy transformation club. School day ensues as normal, your club is suggesting new ideas on how to fuck chuubas which actually are just teachers from your school, there are many Lamys walking around school, setting up panflets "To become Lamy", everything is going fine, everyone is happy, but a troublemaker appears leaking the stories of the club to the chuubas and opening the club doors too early which annoyed the club members, this starts a massive argument within the writing club which sparks a fight. The jannies (school directors)get involved. The next day as you get to school, you see some of your friends along with bookshelfanon (archiveanon) from the writing general, standing in front of a new mural, freshly painted. The mural is a graffiti of the writing club, next to another graffiti with of Lamys having fun together in a pretty blue background. The club members are sad. You ask what's wrong, bookshelfanon replies
> "The jannies... they decided our club was inappropriate and caused too much trouble after yesterday's fight. The Lamys tried to help us but they ended up getting disbanded too... " Your body freezes with rage. You clench your fists and start running into school, up the stairs to the last floor where the jannies stay. It's time to confront them and sort this out. As you reach the rooftop, you find one of the jannies alone sitting at the edge of the building, you strike up a conversation with him, probing him about his opinions on what happened and about the writing club
> "They had it coming... every last one of them. I enjoyed dismantling that club very much so" > "I see... " You say> "Then fall" As you kick the jannie of the rooftopHis face is one off surprise, but as he falls he starts laughing maniacally. A tentacle comes out of his back, and grabs onto the rooftop's edge, which he then uses to propel himself up to the top again. He laughs at you
> "Did you really think you could kill me? " He starts clawing at his face whilst laughing, as his flesh is teared off, spikes start coming out of the wounds, revealing a demonic and deeply disfigured appearence .
> "You're gonna need a lot more if you wish to kill me, BOY!"You're gritting your teeth so hard that they may snap at any moment. If you could, you'd be crying tears of blood. You let out a cry of war that came from so deep within your gut that you may as well have puked out pure rage.
"JANNIESSSSS!"
You lunge forwars towards him, the fight that will ensue will determine the fate of the clubs.
That's it. That's the dream. Though there was some backstory and (you) already knew the jannies were demons, and you knew how to exorcise them, but i had to improvise by turning it into some surprise reveal. It was quite the dreams, many feelings were felt.