Princess Peach

I was apparently getting ready for a costume party and was looking through what seemed to be a store of costumes. I found Mario and Luigi costumes easily but for some reason wanted to find a Princess Peach costume(perhaps because a man should be allowed to wear dresses just as much as a woman wears pants). I quickly found the slip - which was tan - and the petticoat - which was black and thick like a blanket. I put them on(over my cloths) and continued looking for Peach's pink dress. I irrationally wanted to not be seen until I wore the complete costume and thus avoided others choosing their costumes. Someone caught on and sent people after me. I ended up cornered behind a rack of cloths; I needed to throw quarter dollars to distract the on-comers. I realized that I had only one option left, and stepped through the wall. I found a room full of beautiful kimono, hanfu, and hanbok; I thought 'Nice. Next time I should dress as Fujiwara no Sai.'. Toward the back of the room, I found Princess Peach's pink dress. Who would have found it there - through the wall?! I, apparently. After putting on the dress, I realized that I was quite unable to find the crown. I decided to use wall-magic as the solution to the problem. I imagined crowns in the nearest wall and pulled them out until I found one that looked like Princess Peach's. In my complete costume, I went back through the wall I had come through, ready to show off this difficult-to-find costume. After stepping through, I found that the dress and crown I had found inside the wall had disappeared; also, my petticoat was torn for all to see. Maybe I should just get an easy costume.

Spidermanish

I was doing something with a locker(the type that schools have), and, for some reason which I cannot remember, got into a fight. Seeing no real reason to hurt me opponent, I simply dodged him throughout by jumping about 10 meters high and 15 meters far; I had plenty or air time as though I were wearing a metamaterial suit designed to redirect gravitons around me. My opponent was frustrated with this and told me to stop dodging. After not complying, he gave up and asked how I could do it. I told him "I read comics. They include instructions in there and everything." while pointing at a rack of comics over my shoulder. Apparently, I was in a mall of some sort... with lockers. My previous opponent was suddenly very interested in reading a superhero comic. I went into one of the stores that looked interesting; in it were three ninja/bushi tending to the store. They tensed, ready to make a sale. The fatter, nearer one said "Are you planning on buying anything today?". I replied honestly: "No, I plan to sit around while looking at things I won't buy. In this way, I can have the full anticipation of owning an object without paying for anything.". The three warriors did not take kindly to my type - they all rushed at me, apparently to beat me out of their store. I grabbed a white cloth and threw it over them, under which they became bloblike. I rolled it in such a way that the blobs merged and became  one. I said "I will take your individuality and your movement, but - in return, I will give you the awesome power of heat!". I removed the cloth, and they had become a furnace. The furnace said "Giving us the power of heat was a mistake; we will heat you out of this store!". "I'm sure you will.", I replied, as I sat down to relax in a chair next to the furnace. I remember no more.

Electroman

I was riding a trike with a back wheels of wood and a front wheel like a car's. I was racing against cars in a city with a highway raised above the ground. After a tricky bit of maneuvering, I blew a flat, and thus stopped to change my front flat tire with a wooden one as wooden tires were less likely to blow, and it was a car-sized trike anyway. As my opponents in their street racecars had taken this chance to leave me hopelessly behind, I continued on more slowly - race forgotten.
I noticed a large sum of money on the ground, and started picking the bills up. The bills were perfect copies, except for the color of the paper they were printed on, which was too pale. I decided I might be able to use them despite their whiteness and continued picking them up. A gang of people arrived and told me to drop the money and leave. They looked threatening, so I complied.
I left by riding on the power lines(one line per wheel) which were abnormally thick. The police arrived, so a gang member leaving the scene knocked me off of my bike and stole it, leaving me stranded, hanging on a wire. I moved along the wire much like monkeybars, and after grabbing a second wire, I was able to use a third to get on top of the powerlines to walk on them. After walking, then running, I was able to skate atop the powerlines, and somehow use the electricity to power my body. After a long while I passed someone on the ground, and I heard him say "Is that Mark? Didn't he die years ago?", and his friend agreed, saying something about counterfeit gangs.
Eventually music started playing in the background: "Electroman! Sa-ving the u-ni-verse! Electro-lectro-lectro-man!", and my skin changed to a black and white mixture. Before I was able to do any exciting crime-fighting, I awoke.

The inspired dream

The rich guy who for some reason is interested in me came to my house. I recognized him primarily by his expensive black car, which I don't remember him leaving prior to this dream. He brought a sign which said 'Happy birthday', had a cool pic of him, and showed information about his company. We conversed a while, him doing cool poses through the entirety of the conversation, and me copying him. After deliberating, he convinced my brothers (Nathan and Roman) and myself to come follow him. After a while, we came to a lamba intersection, us on the branch. After waiting a short while, we saw a chance to cross; we rushed through a gap in the traffic, but got stuck in the middle of the road, for many cars racing each other over the speed limit burst forth from the right. After crossing, we walked up a hill to the right, out of the way of any foolish cars that might wish to careen with speed off the road and crush us in the process. The rich guy took us to what would best be described as an oversized carnival ride. 'Twas a large wheel, probably about 350 meters high, and we laid parallel to the axis of the wheel, so when we looked either headwords or feetwords, we could see the center of the spin above the horizon. The wheel moved slowly, and a little ways into the ride I noticed that by looking into the center of the spin, I could see what seemed to be a heaven. I told Nathan, who was seated next to me to look at the spin. Looking at the spin a while longer, I noticed an icon of a church in the center, and many other icon near it. Nathan suddenly exclaimed "Awesome!". I recognized what I saw to be a map of the processes my subconscience was running at the moment. I told Nathan this, but he seemed to see something else. I decided that the tasks which my subconscience was running was not enough, and decided to start a few new workspaces and fill them with many new research processes. Nathan said that the people riding the ride must be paying for billions of dollars worth of energy. When I started some more workspaces with a wobbly-workspace-in-cube effect, I somehow booted up my normal conscience, and woke up.