I dreamt Nipaa

Make a short story long, last night's surprisingly vivid dream of mine involved me being related to Higurashi's very own Rika Furude, the supreme idol of perfection within lolicon circles.

The odd dream at hand originated with my real cousin and I driving home from school in the summer. Already there were two things off which kept freaking me out; one, that seven months had skipped so suddenly, and two, why my fifteen year old cousin was driving instead of me. I would never figure out the answer to either of the two oddities however, as the next thing I knew, my cousin seemed to have thought it was a good idea to drive the car into my garage door. However through the powers of mystic dream armor, I was completely unscathed and somehow managed to escape the death trap vehicle with my cousin tailing closely behind, although he had forgotten to do one thing; turn off the car's engine. And cars that aren't switched off in my dreams like to go on berserk rampages, which is just what it did.

It was then that I myself had thrown a furious fit. I recall yelling some rather nasty things to the poor guy, though it probably should have been my fault for letting a fifteen year old high schooler with no previous automobile experience drive for me. Anyway this scene ended up with me chasing down the run away car in an attempt to salvage whatever I could, but at this point the dream had magically shifted to the next event.

I was at IHOP. You know, IHOP. Which is weird, since I've only ever dined at IHOP once in my life. I'm not even sure if you're supposed to capitalize all the letters. I was never a fan of pancakes and if I had to choose breakfast for dinner I'd go with good ol' Denny's. Anyway, I was at IHOP with a couple friends and relatives (including the cousin from earlier), and for God knows why Rika was there.

Delicious sacred, loli shrine maiden from a crappy horror series Rika Furude, was, my cousin. I don't know about you guys, but to a man like me, that is probably the second best possible thing for a lolicon to be able to dream of (remember I am a proud fan of incest). And why this is significant other than being related to the holiest of holies within lolicon land, is that this was in fact the first time I've ever dreamt of an anime character, in normal life.

It's weird actually, most people would suspect a closet otaku like me to dream of wet and naked elementary schoolers nearly every single night, but unfortunately the good Lord wasn't so gracious to me, except for last night. It was very strange too, my delicious nipaa cousin appeared pretty much as an anime character, but the other unimportant people and I myself were normal humans, yet there was nothing odd about it at the time. And all of this has helped me conclude one thing finally; that it is totally okay for a young man who's done nothing but good in his life, to fall in love with his underage Japanese cartoon cousin.

I could tell you the rest of the dream but it was unimportant stuff that, while may have been obscenely disturbing, it wouldn't be able to top sharing an ice cream cone with my cousin Rika as we walked together, her small hands holding mine, on the pier, gazing towards the beautiful, burning sunset. My memory of that last part may have gotten distorted a bit, but I decided I enjoy this version so that's just how it shall be.

And the last thing I'm going to blab about is the personality test I just took. Only reason is because my homosexual friend had interrupted me in the middle of writing this post to take it so I may as well post my results.

Your Type is
ESFJ
Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging
Strength of the preferences %
33 25 25 11

According to the website this apparently makes me a gayfish. I've, never really thought about it, but I couldn't possibly accept some internet website to tell me who I am, so instead I'll ask you guys.

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