Taking my semi-daily afternoon nap, I realized that I've been watching too much
Gundam Wing and reading too much
Legend of the Five Rings books. Either that or I've eaten way too much
California Roll sushi and
teriyaki in the afternoon.
I remember being a
daimyo of some sort, but of a group of robotic suits. Mind you, they were seemingly normal sized so I would assume people are the size of
Thumbelina. Anyways, I remember being inside, with two control modules, similar to
Gundam Wing robots or to
Virtual On joysticks filled with buttons. My clan was apparently fighting a long battle against
samurai and we were
ninja. There were all these weird conversations regarding
honor and battles and about duels. Weird.
What stuck out was my one on one duel. It felt like I was fighting someone that I knew and we were fighting with thermal laser swords. I remember fighting with a two-sword technique while he was using a two-handed technique, assumingly for more power behind each swing. We fought fiercely with me losing with a slash on the torso. It felt like it was burning and before he was about to
decaptitate me, I woke up. Grim but sorta cool.