I Just Had A Gaki Dream

This is something that happens fairly often, actually. I'm a pretty hardcore fan, I watch GNT almost daily & talk about it with friends, make fan art, collect figures of them when I can, in short, it rents a lot of my head-space. I also have bizarre dreams a few times a week, so the two sometimes cross paths. Usually I end up meeting the cast at an event somewhere overseas & do my best to awkwardly express my appreciation of their work in broken Japanese, but the one I just had now was like I was watching an episode in my head.

It was clearly a much older episode, like mid to late 90's. The premise was they had a guest comedian come on who had brainstormed their own idea & would have the members do as he said. His name was P-P360, he was short with short hair, & he was in Cocorico's age range. The episode started with them walking through the station, where they found him slumped over, dressed & behaving like a drunken beggar from an old kung-fu movie. He gets up, slurs out an introduction, & tells them he'll be the director for the day. Just behind the members is a young AD, who played the part of P-P360's assistant, & throughout the episode followed him around, doing his bidding with a great sense of urgency. He was also made to pay close attention to Hamada, for comedic effect. They're all taken to a dressing room so comically overfilled with racks of costumes that they could barely even move around, prompting Hamada to ask "How the hell can we afford this?" to which P-P360 replied "Our budget is 15,50.50" (this had Hamada laughing his ass off, I wanna say there was some kinda jp pun or wordplay in use). Despite the large selection of clothes, P-P360 barks "You may choose between these", pulling out two prisoner outfits, "Big peach, or little peach" (imagine the prison batsu uniforms except one has a large peach graphic in the middle, and the other has smaller peaches multi-printed along the shirt's bottom seam). Laughter ensues, etc.

We cut to a make-up area where the cast is prepping & adjusting their apparel, all of them wearing new stuff, none of it being prison related or particularly memorable. Just colorful & casual, with the exception of Hamada, who had some half-red, half-blue, sequined jacket, like Harley Quinn in Suicide Squad, & a giant afro wig. Everything Hamada discarded, the assistant would immediately run over and take & bring back to P-P360, who would put it safely in his breast pocket, which was a running gag. Chewing gum, used tissues, you name it (it was hilarious). Tanaka was putting on blush & using tissues to blend, when they ran out & Endo asked for more. P-P360 came back into the room dressed like Momotaro, holding a gigantic box of tissues, and started to fling huge tissues all over the room & cast, in a flourishing display, his assistant scurrying about to collect them as they fell. Then it was time to "begin" the program.

Now we see the 5 members stood in a line side by side, in a boxing ring, all wearing big/different vending machine costumes (imagine one with their heads and arms popping out of it) & facing an actual vending machine. The room was very brightly lit, had pale blue walls, zero audience or any other decor, just the ring. From here, they had to battle the real machine, which meant "buy" something. One by one they put in their over-sized prop money, & received a prop snack item. Cans of juice, candy bars, etc. each one was designed by P-P360 & when opened would be not a delicious treat but an index card with a batsu written on it. Very bad/weird ones.

Unfortunately, this is when I woke up. So I don't actually know what happened. Boy, I wish I got to see. It was shaping up to be really good, haha. Yes, I really do dream this vividly, most of my friends can't get over it when I tell them in great detail what I saw in my sleep, but I genuinely do dream up wild stuff that I am able to remember large parts of. It probably seems like I just wanted to write bad fan-fiction, but this was the real deal! I googled P-P360 just for the hell of it, turns out it's a power drill, ha.