Longish post:
I've had a few silly dreams lately. A few nights ago I had a dream where I had an airsoft MG42. I have a few friends who like airsoft, so I expected them all to be jealous, but nobody cared.
Last night I had a really weird dream. I was in some kind of arena, the sides were made up of buildings that looked like they were from the old west. It seemed to be some kind of place where you could battle someone to the death for fun. I got the impression I often used the place, and I had a scoped rifle in my hand, apparently my favourite weapon. I climbed up a ladder to a metal platform, to snipe my opponent from. When I got up there though it had inexplicably become really narrow, and I couldn't stay on there without holding on to something. At this point I realised the only ways down were falling, or trying to get back to the ladder to climb down. Even though I knew it wouldn't harm me because it was a dream, I didn't particularly relish the idea of either option, so I forced myself to open my eyes and wake up. I fell asleep a short while later, to find myself at the bottom of the ladder in the arena. Since I couldn't effectively use the rifle, I took out a knife and proceeded to try to find my opponent. We ended up fighting with knives, and even though I was more accurate with my stabs, nothing seemed to hurt him. He grappled me to the ground, and slashed at my eyes. I stabbed him again, even though I was blind I felt the knife go through his spine. When that didn't work I aimed for his wrists, to sever the nerves and tendons. Once again, I felt the knife go through, but it didn't affect him. I ended up losing the fight, to my dismay. D:
tl;dr: Stupid magic cheating cowboy beat me in a knife fight.