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I had another winner of a dream last night.

Basically, robots and machines had taken over the world, but instead of killing all the humans, they made a few into cyborgs and tried to incorporate them into their new robot society. So I was a cyborg. I had a manufactured and assigned "father."

He was, for all apperances, Agent Smith.

I think our job was to hunt people down and kill them? I was a cute little girl, just terribly, terribly serious. I looked kind of...like...

( Takatsuki Yayoi. )

Just, like I said, a very serious Yayoi.

Reminder to Robin: take your morning pills on time or you end up going back to sleep and having vivid, outrageous dreams.