I had the fucking weirdest dream that RIA was a cult.

[C-zom]

Now my dreams are almost always night terrors of some kind, I suffer the same crap Lovecraft did, and it gives me my shitty story ideas.

I was walking through a foggy, knee-high marsh with a flashlight and a map. I was desperately looking for something at the end of the map, but I couldn't see it in the dream. I plodded forward, knowing where to go, my hand clenching around the flashlight.

I made it through some tall grass before I heard a large bonfire in the near clearing. There, surrounded by miniature flames and dozens of dancing naked individuals, was a cactaur. Skeleton like, flesh falling off, green hunks all around the swampy sand--but a cactaur. In the same pose it always is, except bouncing in a circle.

"He's back! Get him!" someone yelled from the faceless crowd. I was seized at once, and struggled to break free. I was dragged up to the cactaur and it said,

"From the void I call you, I am a master of secret knowledge, please rejoin us again, everyone will fear us"

I happily accepted because he mentioned no flaws then I was fucking murdered by like a dozen of you with axes. Then I woke up.

[Snowbound Milk]

I'm a lumberjack and that's okay

[Thunder Strike]

I sleep all night and I work all day.

[Crazyman93]

It's telling you to come back to us Czom.

[Aaron J]

It is, you can never leave, ever.

[Ogaden]

I'm handy with an axe sometimes

[Crazyman93]

O.O

[Bluestrike]

Lets just say, there is more than one dead mangled whore in my gardening shed.

[Crazyman93]