Ok, so i'm talking about REAL dreams any of you had while you were sleeping. Please do not make up anything. Tell us what you saw. Use creative writing techniques as you wish. I'll begin with mine:
Ok, without the big ferris wheel or the snipers, but gloomy, foggy, cold, and dull.
I was walking with a girl I had a crush on six months ago, when I was still in high school BUT IT DOESNT MATTER BECAUSE IT'S NON-PARKOUR, jumping to where it started
I reached my classroom on the second floor. the school building had a square shape, with the courtyard in the center. The hallways were open to the courtyard, kind of like a huge balcony.(If you ever played CoD4 - the Bloc map, that's how it looks like, excluding the statue; there was a leafless tree instead). It was foggy, and you can't really see anything.
I sat down in my desk on the right side of the classroom. The door was on the right side. Oh no! my backpack! "Sir! I forgot my backpac--" "Go get it
". That's how cool he was; even though I have no idea who he was
I run out the classroom. As I said before, the hallway is like a balcony. It's open to the courtyard...below. (Traceur flash-thought: "Sweet!") I monkey over the wall and stand on it, then jump down, near the tree in the middle. I land on top of a small wall thing that surrounds the tree. After that, I find myself near a wall, with some railing on top; that's where I bump into a "policeman"! Yay!
the cop asks,"what's this that you're doing?" in a nice manner. I say "it's called Parkour." "Called what?," he asks. He then pulls out a square piece of paper (not a notepad) and asks me how to spell that. I reply,"Park...oor. Well, like Park...our--" He then just left without a reason. I'm kind of pissed off of course; no one leaves me hanging
so I look forward, and I see a black SUV. I figured some FBI people came here. I don't care why, All that's important is what's next: The windows are rolled half-down. (Traceur flash-thought:"....sweet!")
I run, and dive-roll inside the first window, which is by the way on the driver's side. So dive out the second one too, but slowly and in a sloppy manner, because my feet got stuck, so I had to put my hands on the ground and stand up again. Next, another black SUV, same deal. I did a dive inside the first window, but had to try something different. "How about an Underbar 360?" I asked myself. The problem is, there's no place inside for me to place my first hand, which should be facing forward. Thanks to Adam's tutorial, I remembered that stuff. But now, I had to put my hand outside. It was messed up. I kind of twisted my arm
but somehow, I managed to get through, and swing my legs outside.
-Later on-...I reach my class again, with my backpack with me. What could've I forgot?? OH SHIT I'M BAREFOOT. No idea, but I forgot my shoes this time, back in my "apartment". I jumped again from the hallways. no SUVs or authority figures. I was confronted by a big, grand, filled with branches tree. I had to climb the freakin' tree. I don't know if I lost my key or not; I had to climb the tree. You'd think "Pfft, that's a piece of cake." Well, it is a piece of cake, without all the LITTLE DRY TWIGS THAT LOOK LIKE NEEDLES. I had to pull my way over. Imagine wearing clothes made from Kleenex and having to walk through a spiky bush. So, I get all scratched up, head to toes.
I walked back to my class, tired. I saw my crush in the nearby classroom, but Hell, Who cares?
Okay, first, sorry for being so boring. I think I added a lot of I's, which is not very cool, because I think I..okay nevermind.
What's said is said, and now it's your turn.
Write your dream if you had one. Don't be afraid to add non-parkour events; just don't overwhelm it. Try to write better than me (sure, easy >.>), and entertain your fellow traceurs and traceuses.