Hi again Community ;)
Anyone have any weird dreams lately? Now You can post here The dreams u have all nights and everydays.
Most of my dreams are weird, I used to write them down. lol :D
Last night I dreamt that I was at the street, and being chased by Tuskans, so we had to escape but no chance at all cause they were coming from everywhere. We ran down a street that doesn't actually exist in real life, after that imagine who was in my side? Paris Hilton is this normal? LOL my cellphone alarm was my salvation :)
I used to have loads of Predators dreams aswell, which were kinda cool. It was a bit annoying though cos once I woke up and thought I was in Predator dream.
While I've had my share of weird dreams over the years, the one I had last night was totally awesome. It was about an awesome island party with basically every person from Lost. I don't know why it was Lost but evidently those dudes know how to party!
Oh.. the dreams I've had..
This thread was made at a funny point in time really.
Last night I dreamt that I met Superman, who gave me a Legion flight ring and a Green Lantern ring. We then took of to Atlantis, which was overrun by sea monsters and fought our way through them. That's pretty much all I remember.
Perhaps a silly dream, but it felt awesome as hell. ;D
Tee-hee-hee.. Shasvre, there's no such thing as a silly dream.
I just dream about real life :( yeah suckage.
Real life can provide the most beautiful dreams.
I feel like I should be writing more right now, but I'm not exactly in the mood, and the two dreams I've been wanting to talk about are so drastically different. One of them, will provide lols through my anguish! :D
I needz to readz them, anyway I have never had a dream that felt real, has anyone here? It must be pretty depressing since I sometimes don't want to wake up from normal dreams.
Oh, I've had a dream so damned realistic at an emotional level in a strange version of our world. The relationships were the same, and the symbolism thought up by my brain was disturbing. It wasn't exactly depressing, but something of a beauty, a depiction of something I long for*.
*Not Miranda Lawson, that would be the funny dream. Well, I didn't find it funny. >:(
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:D
and sometimes i have the same dream twice. :o
This random Australian guy was trying to teach me the ancient art of shark dodging.
So bizarre.
That's awesome.
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We had a thread like this before you know that right guys?
Quote from: VEF214 on Sep 05, 2010, 08:24:47 PM
This random Australian guy was trying to teach me the ancient art of shark dodging.
So bizarre.
EPIC WIN!
Dream thread?
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I had a dream where a man was not judged by the colour of his skin, but rather...
Shit, wrong one.
Ok, I once had a dream where myself and a quartet of scottish bagpipers stormed the gates of Mordor with nothing but quilts and bagpipes.
My dreams was make me feel depressed and uncomfortable. When I wake up it is always a blessing.
Quote from: BLAIN on Sep 05, 2010, 11:25:43 PM
I had a dream where a man was not judged by the colour of his skin, but rather...
Shit, wrong one.
Ok, I once had a dream where myself and a quartet of scottish bagpipers stormed the gates of Mordor with nothing but quilts and bagpipes.
quilts eh? :D
carefully with bad dreams or freddy will come for u LOL ;D
It is now 7:20 in the morning. I wake up normally like I would for work but I do not have to go in today so I thought I should share my nights dream with you all. Well I watched the old star wars movies yesterday for they were on the channel spike. Basing off the dream it included; boba fett, imperial officers and other etc person('s). Well from what I remember I assume the officers tempted his abilities and powers. In doing soo made boba very aggravated, and this also took place in an imperial shuttle I believe, not sure where the whereabouts were. But after words were exchanged boba had gotten up and single handedly taken down most the crew in the ship around him, using his grappling hook to strangle and choke 2 at one time then slinging them away from him with no problem, melee'ing the others like he had some sort off fighting background. Everything seemed to happen so fast and the last thing I know he is sitting there screaming with his helmet off...and turned out to be a zabrak..with the appearance of darth maul. While screaming in anger and hate which I assume most of you can image that sound, I believe he was being honored and or calmed by a greater power...not sure if it was Vader or the Emperor..I do not remember, but I thought it was pretty interesting. I might have to draw up some sort of diorama of the incident for you guys to get a better understanding. It was pretty cool. Thank you guys for letting me share this information, I shall now go back into my slumber. Thoughts, opinions, criticism is welcome.
There is another dream thread literally 5 topics below this. Merged. Please check before making new topics.
My dream last night:
I was going to mid night launch for Spawn Issue #200, but meanwhile I went to a house that was own by some lady. She seemed like a nice person, but she also kidnapped superheros and makes them her sex toys. Or she can kill them and make them turn into LCL (A fluid that links a pilot with an Evangelion unit in Neon Genesis Evangelion). So I had saved the other superheros from getting killed, she try to kill Spawn but it did nothing since he is already dead laterally. I later kill her by cutting her in half with a Chainsaw.
I later got my copy of Spawn Issue #200, and meet a hot girl afterwards. Then I woke up and was mad that it was just a dream.
When I was a kid and used to visit my grandparents house, I always had the same dream. I would see a man pulling up outside the house, always in the same car, wearing a trenchcoat and a hat. Everytime I had that dream I knew he would kill me if he ever entered the house, but he always stopped right outside the door. The one time, I invited him in and we sat down to play chess. I don't remember who won, but after that I never dreamt of that man again.
Quote from: Hellspawn28 on Sep 13, 2010, 10:17:16 PM
My dream last night:
I was going to mid night launch for Spawn Issue #200, but meanwhile I went to a house that was own by some lady. She seemed like a nice person, but she also kidnapped superheros and makes them her sex toys. Or she can kill them and make them turn into LCL (A fluid that links a pilot with an Evangelion unit in Neon Genesis Evangelion). So I had saved the other superheros from getting killed, she try to kill Spawn but it did nothing since he is already dead laterally. I later kill her by cutting her in half with a Chainsaw.
I later got my copy of Spawn Issue #200, and meet a hot girl afterwards. Then I woke up and was mad that it was just a dream.
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I usually dream that the breaks on my truck give out, and I am flying out of control towards traffic.
My dream last night:
I had to team up with Spongebob and the cast of Futurama to Plankton stop from going back in time, and killing everyone as a baby. After we stop him, a time paradox was created and the earth was taken over by Lesbian Vampires. And it also turn out that Krabby Patties have become a metaphor for heroin addiction.
My dream was strange..
I'm hanging out with fire fighters and across the street there's a tent that's got furniture in it and it's standing up on one side by itself and we go in and it's normal inside but bugs start pouring out of the furniture and I lost my jacket so I had to go back in and get it so I did and then the fire fighters have to go fight a fire and for some reason the building has Auto turrets so we turn them off and the people go to get out but they turn back on and gun down most of them. Then we walk out like "good job team.", as if that was completely acceptable.
the end.
I had a dream about a month ago that I was chasing Sly Stallone across London to get his autograph, but he kept diving into different buildings, and when I followed it turned out that it was actually Arnie with a moustache. Which is odd because Sly never had a moustache. Or Arnie.
I had a dream about marrying my girlfriend.
You mean 'nightmare'! AMIRITE!!!! :D
Quote from: ghost rider on Sep 17, 2010, 03:36:36 PM
I had a dream about marrying my girlfriend.
You're boring D:<
It was in a big, big building, and I was there with some people I was supposed to know... and soldiers started firing into the main hall, through the front of the building (which was made entirely out of glass) soooo I ran into an elevator and descended into the basement, after which the dream turned into a lengthy rendition of Splinter Cell in an underground car park. It was awesome.
Dreamt that I went to the bathroom in my house, but found that it was decayed and filthy, mould up the walls (but it was still my bathroom) and generally horrible. The lights were flickering on and off quickly. My toilet was gone and in it's place was an old lady that looked like she was decaying (only slightly) her skin was blueish and she looked of extreme age. She was sat in a wheelchair, she looked quite dead. She had a drip in one hand attached to one of those frames that hold the bags with fluid in (the fluid was scarlet red). She had vivid, inhumanly blue eyes. She looked up at me and when she saw me her eyes turned deep red and she slowly, shakily got up from her wheel chair and started to shuffle toward me dragging the drip/frame with her. She kept repeated ''pécheur'' over and over again as she reached for my face.
It was the freakiest dream I ever head.
Quote from: The Captain on Sep 17, 2010, 09:37:20 PM
Dreamt that I went to the bathroom in my house, but found that it was decayed and filthy, mould up the walls (but it was still my bathroom) and generally horrible. The lights were flickering on and off quickly. My toilet was gone and in it's place was an old lady that looked like she was decaying (only slightly) her skin was blueish and she looked of extreme age. She was sat in a wheelchair, she looked quite dead. She had a drip in one hand attached to one of those frames that hold the bags with fluid in (the fluid was scarlet red). She had vivid, inhumanly blue eyes. She looked up at me and when she saw me her eyes turned deep red and she slowly, shakily got up from her wheel chair and started to shuffle toward me dragging the drip/frame with her. She kept repeated ''pécheur'' over and over again as she reached for my face.
It was the freakiest dream I ever head.
Sounds like you took a trip to Silent Hill
I had a dream tonight... it was weird.
Basically, do you have in mind Baboons?
I was driving a plane, a veivole.... with two Baboon heads, one on each side. When I pressed a button, their eyes glowed, they opened and they revealed two cannons :o with which I fired at a six armed Monkey thing that had a lot of tubes hanging from it, kinda like a failed experiment... :o
I was in this shipping yard, and then i saw these train tracks and young children were playing on them. So i did the obvious thing, pull a bunny out of the ground and distracted them with it while i told them not to play on train tracks. Then i had a random sword fight with an old lady. I got owned by the old lady. :-[
Im reviving this thread because it was win.
I obviously havnt had a dream because its gonna be 3am and I CANT FRUKING SLEEP!!!
I had a dream where fish that could walk on land were attacking my feet and legs,and when i sleep i always face the wall and woke up kicking the wall,broke my toe and the nail on my bigtoe fell off.a weird and very painful dream
Dayum :o
Had a rather... strange dream. I was kidnapped by these two evil girls I knew, and I was taken, strapped to a table, got changed into a nappy and was forced to drink prune juice and did a big number two.
Then I woke up.
The last dream I had was a few days ago when I travel time back in time back in 2000, and meet my younger self. Then I try stop 9/11, and I was able to create a better world afterwards.
Me and other people some I knew some I didn't woke up on a alien ship filled with these pods contanting all different kinds of creatures, me and this middle aged man opened one of the pods and this bulkly orange humanoid fell out, me and the middle aged guy help it to it's feet. Only to find that it could speak english we asked it "Do you no where we are?" It was as confused as we were, so everyone started opening pods all over the ship asking the creatures if they knew anything. There was this giant bug that could use telepathy, a talking Rhino with giant purple wings and this glowing humanoid looking women who jumped me a first but quickly caught on to the whole freeing things idea. After a while the middle aged guy appears covered in blood and dies right in front of me, I hear unhuman scream coming from the darkness which the middle aged guy emerged from. As I look up at the darkness and I saw two bat-like wings and then I had a sudden pain in my leg and woke up.
Turns out the pain in my leg was my girl kicking me in her sleep, I wish I could of had a Kung Fu dream. :D
^ Wtf ROFLMAO
I had this funny dream where Batman gets beaten up in a bully circle by criminals (no joke) and ends up in the hospital, everyone finds out he is Bruce Wayne.
Then later I am in a shopping centre in my town, talking to Barbara Gordon, then in comes the Joker and starts picking on her.
I watched until some gangsters come in and were getting vexxed at Joker for picking on a crippled girl who was on a wheelchair, then I just HAD to mention "Laughing" which made Joker release his Joker venom, which basically makes people laugh to death.
I took a deep breath before it got to me, everyone else started laughing their *ss off, including Joker, but he wasn't as affected since he is immune to his toxin, as I ran across town, full of people laughing to their deaths, I got a nice distance away then just stared at everyone rolling on the floor laughing, and I just woke up lol.
Loved that dream, had to share it ;D
Before I say anything about this dream let me make it aware that I have not used drugs.
I had a dream where I woke up in my room, and I walked out to the living room of my house. It was still night and I decided tp get some water. As I'm heading back to my room I see the light in my bathroom is on, so I go to turn it off. When I enter, my bathroom is about 4 times bigger and the there's a light coming from the shower. Then I hear someone call my name TWICE. I heard my name being called twice clear as day. Before I move the shower curtains I wake up screaming and sweating in my room. This dream happened to me when I was around 10 or 11. To this day I am still curious as to what was behind the shower curtains.
God, I wish I had seen this thread before I made mine... anyway, as you may have already read from my posted topic:
Will smith was on a planet like in the one in Avatar. There was a mine tunnel with a train that ran on "monster truck" wheels. Will Smith was on said train, when a predator jumped on it (just like in predator 2) and started killing everyone. During the commotion Will Smith managed to escaped by opening a door in the floor, and jumping under the train. When he regains himself from the whole event he finds a Baby Predator. It is female. It seems during the whole commotion on the train the Predator dropped its baby and fell down with Will Smith. Will smith Picked up the Baby Predator and Raised it as its own daugther. From here the dream get blurry, but I do remember that Will Smith was having trouble raising the predator because it had a killer instinct. Sometimes it wanted to kill Will Smith, other times it accepted will smith as her father. (Not to mention that it also tried to kill other kids). Will smith gave her a cloaking device that made her look human. Now it gets even more blurry... But in the end, the predator, now a teenager learns to control her killer instinct and llearns to accept Will Smith once and for all as her true father. They hugged, the movie ended. As the movie ended, I was telling Myself: "THIS IS THE BEST PREDATOR MOVIE EVER!!!" Then I woke up and tolld myself: "W.T.F.... WAS THAT......"
my best dream evar cut out one second befor secks which made it the worst.
Don't you have to sleep to dream Sweeps? :D
Dreams..... What are my dreams....
I remember I think last week I woke up and saw the remains of tears on my pillow and my whole bed was strewn around, I also saw I had bloody knuckles and there was a mark on my wall..... God damned Saturdays, always when I let out my repressed emotions.
Quote from: Vulhala on Nov 11, 2010, 09:12:56 AM
Don't you have to sleep to dream Sweeps? :D
no u.
yeah. Space Sleeper.
I havent had a secksay dream for two months now. sadface.
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Nov 11, 2010, 09:13:42 AM
I had bloody knuckles and there was a mark on my wall..... God damned Saturdays, always when I let out my repressed emotions.
lol okay then Ender
Interesting you should have this thread, I am a young widow and just recently had a dream that I was at the mirror in the bedroom getting ready for work and my dead husband walks into the room and into the closet. It was so bizzarre because I moved into this house after he passed. Still giving me the creeps!! :o
I have 2 recurring themes in my dreams.
1) I am back in my home country
2) I am once again in high school/middle school, and I get lost on my way to the next class room, which makes me arrive late
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Nov 11, 2010, 09:13:50 AM
Quote from: Vulhala on Nov 11, 2010, 09:12:56 AM
Don't you have to sleep to dream Sweeps? :D
no u.
yeah. Space Sleeper.
I havent had a secksay dream for two months now. sadface.
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Nov 11, 2010, 09:13:42 AM
I had bloody knuckles and there was a mark on my wall..... God damned Saturdays, always when I let out my repressed emotions.
lol okay then Ender
Wat.
Anyways lets see in theses 12 hours of sleep I just got I had not 1 dream!!!
Ender's Game reference. :P
I have two recurring ones.
In one I am Kyle Reese going after Sarah.
In another I am Donald Sutherland in Invasion of the Body Snatchers trying to escape from the Pod people.
Wierd, huh?
Well then Mono....
Damned weird dreams for a field worker.
Super Saiyan.
:D
Okay. It is always when I first get to 1984. When I said going after her, I meant track her to the club.
Usually I never get to Tech Noir, but sometimes I do and Arnie shows up and it becomes a big chase.
I never thought of it like THAT, but my subconcious really is sublte.
Lately I've been having these dreams/nightmares where I end up dying, the lastest;
I was in the shower turn round and the wall tiles are a giant jumble pic (You know that game where theres one free square and you have to move the squares one by one until you get the full picture) of epic an Aliens vs Marines battles, as I'm solving the puzzle I hear my Nan yelling at me to get out of the bathroom, I open the bathroom door to find myself at the end of the hall leading to my Nan's room I look around the room and see no sign of her, as I turn to leave I hear this buzzing sound and sharp pain in my neck then wake up.
I've been having nightmares as well. My frustrations, fears, and anger take form in my nightmares.
I haven't had a nightmare in years the last one I remember was like 5 or 4 years back.
I was going up an elevator, when I reach the top of the building everything looks like its shaded blue with lightning flashing from the outside. Then I see an old man on a wheel chair appear from the far side of the hall way. Let me just say this hallway appeared like it was 3-40 feet long. I try pressing the button to go down and the elevator wont go down. As soon as the man is an arms reach distance from me I wake up. The worst part is that this had something to do with my step dad working at the Biltmore hotel which is supposedly haunted on the 13th floor.
Anyone got any tips on how to lucid dream?
Quote from: MrBrokenTusks. on Jan 17, 2011, 11:34:16 PM
Anyone got any tips on how to lucid dream?
Ummmm why? Lol
The clues in the question.
Why not?
:D
Anyways, I have no idea
When I dream, which is rare these days, I can control them to a certain degree. And on one or two occasions when I was about 7-8 years old, I experienced certain random sequences of events I had seen in dreams a few weeks earlier. It was very unsettling.
My guidance counseler told me to always follow my dreams...
But it's hard to find work as a dragonfly.
I had an Inception dream a few weeks ago (I think it was Christmas night) after seeing the movie for the second time... one of the most amazing dreams ever. Seriously, considering the content of the movie, and how that would play into my dream, I was wondering if that was all lucid. Because there were other people's minds and whatnot, so I'm thinking it was in some way to do with my dream.
Very cool stuff, I'd be fortunate to have it again.
i usually get my hands sliced by machinery, or get any limb completely mauled, or i fall into something, or get crushed, crashed, intoxicated and infected, or i just die of very gruesome or disgusting accidents.
i am scared of accidents the most. its my insecurity, my fear of(my own) incompetence and inadequacy, and the absolute terror that gives me knowing that stuff like this happen every day at random.
Recently I dreamed there was a zombie attack and I was in a hotel. Me and some other people fought our way out and found out the zombies were organized and were preparing for medieval combat. So instead of getting guns I brought together an army to do medieval combat with zombies in a large green field. They had some gates set up {made of bamboo} where we could see them turning other people into zombies..and also they turned Superman into a zombie. Somehow I acquired Mjöllnir {Thor's hammer} and fought the zombies with my army and my mighty hammer...cause that's what Brian Boitano'd do.
I had a dream by gene spliceing and I had to stop these person from creating these super freaks. After I stop them, I was making out with some hot click that I help save afterwards.
I've recently had nightmares I can barely remember, either it's my loved ones deaths or my own. Also some about Katie, those usually end in sweat because I rarely purposely think about her.
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Jan 18, 2011, 05:32:55 AM
Also some about Katie, those usually end in sweat because I rarely purposely think about her.
Well, techinically that can go one of two ways...
She hates me.
Is that enough clarity?
...angry sex?
Not as fun as it looks on TV.
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Jan 18, 2011, 05:39:52 AM
She hates me.
Is that enough clarity?
Fitz, by how far
my mind is capable of bending toward a sexual situation- no.
Quote from: Sharp Sticks on Jan 18, 2011, 05:40:54 AM
...angry sex?
Not as fun as it looks on TV.
Don Draper says otherwise.
Wait.
f**k.
She hates my f**king guts and we having spoken a single word since I told her how my piece of shit self feels.
Nothing sexual, nothing humorous, nothing good.
/Holding Back Mode:
OFFSpoiler
Well you tell that stupid f**king c**t that she should go die in a lonely grave that will turn into a magnificent compost after you shit and piss on it's rich soil. How could you possibly even love such a souless bitch?
Because she's one of my best friends and I realize what's she's going through, which is why I haven't spoken to her. However I still find it f**ked she hates me for telling her how I feel.
/Continue Holding Back Mode?
YES/NO
Spoiler
How could she possibly be one of your best friends if she hates your guts? You have a misinterpreted relationship right there; she's a total bitch, and that's for certain. You say you realize what she's going through, but really if she doesn't accept your sympathy and just continues to be a total f**ker- f**k her. This is what makes me mad, manipulative c**ts who expect to be treated like princesses by every f**king person around them, and think everybody else doesn't have enough worth to be cared for. It's like my friend Charlie's girlfriend; she's got him so held by the balls that he's gone blind and can't see that he's with a total bitch in a one-sided relationship.. there's nothing to like, love, or sympathise with if you've got a f**king succubus bearing down your neck. She smiles for photos, and talks to him however the hell she wants, treating him like shit at any given moment. Really, he doesn't need her, she needs him- he just can't see that. How is this related to you? Because you've got something for one mean bitch, and you just need to see right through that and forget her. Not worth a second of your time, or a cell of your brain.
I wish I had you around for pep talks back in the day, Sweeps.
And I'm happy I have him now.
But I'd rather stop discussing this, there are parts of the story your missing.
Some times dreams are a fortelling of whats to come an whats been past.
Quote from: Daken on Jan 18, 2011, 08:00:17 AM
Some times dreams are a fortelling of whats to come an whats been past.
Ohhh, if that Inception dream was any indication...
f**k YEA.
It was cool, it didn't actually have characters from the movie, but it seemed more like EU. Just another team of Extractors that I happened to be part of.
Quote from: Daken on Jan 18, 2011, 08:00:17 AM
Some times dreams are a fortelling of whats to come an whats been past.
Careful, Thane of Cawdor.
Lol. I'm just saying its a truth. It may not happen right off the bat but it will eventually.
Quote from: Sharp Sticks on Jan 18, 2011, 08:05:00 AM
Quote from: Daken on Jan 18, 2011, 08:00:17 AM
Some times dreams are a fortelling of whats to come an whats been past.
Careful, Thane of Cawdor.
:D
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Jan 18, 2011, 08:04:27 AM
Quote from: Daken on Jan 18, 2011, 08:00:17 AM
Some times dreams are a fortelling of whats to come an whats been past.
Ohhh, if that Inception dream was any indication...
f**k YEA.
It was cool, it didn't actually have characters from the movie, but it seemed more like EU. Just another team of Extractors that I happened to be part of.
I didn't even finish that movie. It was kinda boring to me. :-\
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Jan 18, 2011, 06:16:25 AM
/Continue Holding Back Mode? YES/NO
Spoiler
How could she possibly be one of your best friends if she hates your guts? You have a misinterpreted relationship right there; she's a total bitch, and that's for certain. You say you realize what she's going through, but really if she doesn't accept your sympathy and just continues to be a total f**ker- f**k her. This is what makes me mad, manipulative c**ts who expect to be treated like princesses by every f**king person around them, and think everybody else doesn't have enough worth to be cared for. It's like my friend Charlie's girlfriend; she's got him so held by the balls that he's gone blind and can't see that he's with a total bitch in a one-sided relationship.. there's nothing to like, love, or sympathise with if you've got a f**king succubus bearing down your neck. She smiles for photos, and talks to him however the hell she wants, treating him like shit at any given moment. Really, he doesn't need her, she needs him- he just can't see that. How is this related to you? Because you've got something for one mean bitch, and you just need to see right through that and forget her. Not worth a second of your time, or a cell of your brain.
You would have had a hay day with my situation last year :D
Quote from: Sharp Sticks on Jan 18, 2011, 08:05:00 AM
Quote from: Daken on Jan 18, 2011, 08:00:17 AM
Some times dreams are a fortelling of whats to come an whats been past.
Careful, Thane of Cawdor.
Worry not, good Daken- you shall be a king!
Quote from: EEV2650 on Jan 18, 2011, 08:08:16 AM
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Jan 18, 2011, 06:16:25 AM
/Continue Holding Back Mode? YES/NO
Spoiler
How could she possibly be one of your best friends if she hates your guts? You have a misinterpreted relationship right there; she's a total bitch, and that's for certain. You say you realize what she's going through, but really if she doesn't accept your sympathy and just continues to be a total f**ker- f**k her. This is what makes me mad, manipulative c**ts who expect to be treated like princesses by every f**king person around them, and think everybody else doesn't have enough worth to be cared for. It's like my friend Charlie's girlfriend; she's got him so held by the balls that he's gone blind and can't see that he's with a total bitch in a one-sided relationship.. there's nothing to like, love, or sympathise with if you've got a f**king succubus bearing down your neck. She smiles for photos, and talks to him however the hell she wants, treating him like shit at any given moment. Really, he doesn't need her, she needs him- he just can't see that. How is this related to you? Because you've got something for one mean bitch, and you just need to see right through that and forget her. Not worth a second of your time, or a cell of your brain.
You would have had a hay day with my situation last year :D
I'm sure I would have- I hate seeing people go through that kind of shit.
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Jan 18, 2011, 08:12:13 AM
Worry not, good Daken- you shall be a king!
For about five minutes. But you'll be remembered!
Quote from: EEV2650 on Jan 18, 2011, 08:08:16 AM
I'm sure I would have- I hate seeing people go through that kind of shit.
Builds character, I hear. Building character blows.
Quote from: Sharp Sticks on Jan 18, 2011, 08:14:19 AM
Builds character, I hear. Building character blows.
Or turns them into characterless blobs of gray matter.
Most people are.
Quote from: Sharp Sticks on Jan 18, 2011, 08:17:53 AM
Most people are.
Me and you though? We're f**kin' rainbows, baby. 8)
Well, speaking of dreams, I'd best be off now; later, guys.
Double rainbows. All across the sky.
*snore*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGmb8xH0cKE# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGmb8xH0cKE#)
I think I will mention an old favorite of mine.
Quite funny really. I had just escaped from Jurassic Park and ended up back at my house.
While there, I heard a commotion. Cthulhu was attacking the neighborhood. He came up to my house and smashed it.
I however didn't run. Instead I called up to him and mentioned I was a very big fan of his. I gave him a notebook and a 20 and asked for his autograph. He said he was flattered at meeting a fan and granted my request, signing the notebook and handing it back to me.
I always chuckle when I remember that one.
Yet another death dream;
There was only person there that I knew this guy from my old school, Him, me and about 20 other people armed to the teeth with what I could easily describe as Halo infantry gear. We all get into postion in what looked like a warehouse and started guarding the doors, suddenly these wheels burst through the walls and grow bug-like arms and legs. I shoot down 3 of them then turn and run dragging my friend by his collar until he empties his clip and runs along side me, as we ran I saw people getting grabbed by the bug-like tires and pulled out of the building screaming. I find what looks like an elevator I run up to it push a big turkwise button the doors open, I see stairs leading downward then suddenly I'm push down. As I was fall I just see my mate smiling at me has his being ripped apart with his last act he shuts the door, I get back on my feet to find myself in a room with what looks like a giant cannon facing at the sky with another turkwise button. I walk over to it as I to I hear the door up the stairs giveway and this slimy humanoide with a chainsaw for a right hand I taunt it saying "Ash is you?". It lunges at me I start staggering back and hit into the button. as I look round the cannon lights up and fire this black light at the sky, as I turn to I feel this sharp pain in my chest as I look and see it's right arm deep in my chest I look up into it's big blue cat-like eyes and wake up.
blowjob after blowjob after blowjob last night...........
Quote from: Uncanny Psycho on Jan 21, 2011, 09:29:17 PM
blowjob after blowjob after blowjob last night...........
This.
Getting vengeance on everyone who has ever caused me mental pain.
Ok this was suppose to be kept a semi secret but whatever I doubt he would find out... Anyways you know how I have been watching a lot of Puppet Master because I got the box set not to long ago? I have been having weird Puppet Master related dreams and this is one of them...
So I guess I had all the puppets living with me at home with my boyfriend and my close horror friend over and I had Leech Woman just chilling with the other figures I have in the house the ones who are not alive.
Then Pinhead was sitting on my friends lap while she was watching TV almost tempting to grab her chest which she proceed to hit him every time he tried to.
Six Shooter was trying to ride my toy wooden horse I got as a gift from someone and failing miserably.
Tunneler was in the corner of the room bored as hell drilling a hole into the wall.
Then Jester was riding on one of my cats to get around.
I had Blade (who is absolutely my favorite of the bunch) on my lap as a read a book and Blade was laying against my chest in a manner that seemed a perverted so my boyfriend walks in and says " I thought that place was just for me"
I told him dream and he got a good laugh out of it.
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Frist Row:Blade, Leech Woman and Tunneler
Second Row: Jester, Torch, Pinhead, Six Shooter and Decapitron
Quote from: Predator Queen on Jan 22, 2011, 12:33:58 AM
Ok this was suppose to be kept a semi secret but whatever I doubt he would find out... Anyways you know how I have been watching a lot of Puppet Master because I got the box set not to long ago? I have been having weird Puppet Master related dreams and this is one of them...
So I guess I had all the puppets living with me at home with my boyfriend and my close horror friend over and I had Leech Woman just chilling with the other figures I have in the house the ones who are not alive.
Then Pinhead was sitting on my friends lap while she was watching TV almost tempting to grab her chest which she proceed to hit him every time he tried to.
Six Shooter was trying to ride my toy wooden horse I got as a gift from someone and failing miserably.
Tunneler was in the corner of the room bored as hell drilling a hole into the wall.
Then Jester was riding on one of my cats to get around.
I had Blade (who is absolutely my favorite of the bunch) on my lap as a read a book and Blade was laying against my chest in a manner that seemed a perverted so my boyfriend walks in and says " I thought that place was just for me"
I told him dream and he got a good laugh out of it.
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Frist Row:Blade, Leech Woman and Tunneler
Second Row: Jester, Torch, Pinhead, Six Shooter and Decapitron
Pinhead tried it. :D
okay this just happened:
i was dreaming i got up in this huge apartment, i recall it was exactly 9:15AM.... they all said i had to hurry, i go take a shower, and the shower had these windows facing the hallway, and this Mother and his child just kept bothering me there.
later i go to breakfast and my mum said something about a medicine and some tests, an she whips out a couple needles. she injects my sister something, an then goes for me, i put a Tie on my arm to stop the blood flow, and she needles me, injects something bright red, then pulls out, stabs be again, sucks bloods in, then injects that in again violently, then pulls out, then starts stabbing me more, completely f**king up my arm. at this point i'm screaming.
i can still see the blood, i woke up jumping foward and grabbbing my arm.
Freaky.
Sometimes I wish I pulled out that part of the brain that is in control of the REM phase... if there is even one.
makes it more depressing that its the first dream in long time.
at least it pulled me off bed early.
Quote from: chupacabras acheronsis on Jan 31, 2011, 01:48:00 PM
makes it more depressing that its the first dream in long time.
at least it pulled me off bed early.
People who don't dream are usually mentally ill.
I am sure you do dream you just can't remember it.
So uh, Spacemarines was in my dream. Not in a wierd way mind you. At least i think. I don't recall much about it, but i do remember he was in it.
:D
No ones appeared in my few dreams I've had.
I can't remember the last time I had a dream I could remember. :(
Most of you were in my dream last night.
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Most of you were in my dream last night.
Yep.
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Ghoooost Rideeeeerrrr.....
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Feb 01, 2011, 06:12:09 PM
Quote from: Ghost Rider on Feb 01, 2011, 04:29:04 PM
Most of you were in my dream last night.
Yep.
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Ghoooost Rideeeeerrrr.....
I killed him.
So that claw struck in your head is...?
Aye.
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Feb 02, 2011, 03:47:52 AM
Quote from: Ghost Rider on Feb 01, 2011, 04:29:04 PM
Most of you were in my dream last night.
Was I?
Yeah. It was like one of the old Pillowfighting stories that we all did a few months ago.
:D
Oh man I wish I had a dream like that.
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Feb 02, 2011, 04:07:37 AM
:D
Oh man I wish I had a dream like that.
Yeah. It was pretty good. *remembering badass times.*
Oh man now you've got me in the mood to look at my memoirs from last tear of school.
Brb :)
Quote from: Cap. Fitzgerald on Feb 02, 2011, 04:10:54 AM
Oh man now you've got me in the mood to look at my memoirs from last tear of school.
Brb :)
I might do the same.
When I was young, nearly every dream I had was scary.
One of the most scariest dreams I had was, I was in a dark room, and then someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and it was a big grizzly bear in old day clothes. He picked me up, said something I couldn't make out, then started to put me in his mouth. Then I woke up. It was the pinnacle of fear.
I could have sworn that I had that dream twice.
Nowadays they are fairly normal.
I dream every day and write it down and 4 times a week I will have dreams about killing people I doubt that's a good sign....
Quote from: Predator Queen on Feb 02, 2011, 08:18:26 AM
I dream every day and write it down and 4 times a week I will have dreams about killing people I doubt that's a good sign....
wtf.
You mean like murdering people?
:o :o :o
I had a horrible dream that I was killing someone, but they just wouldn't die. It felt horrible.
Quote from: samoht on Feb 02, 2011, 08:32:55 AM
Quote from: Predator Queen on Feb 02, 2011, 08:18:26 AM
I dream every day and write it down and 4 times a week I will have dreams about killing people I doubt that's a good sign....
wtf.
You mean like murdering people?
:o :o :o
I had a horrible dream that I was killing someone, but they just wouldn't die. It felt horrible.
Yah I have had dreams about killing people for some time though it wasn't as often till I turned 17
Why did you feel bad I think those dreams are just anger escaping in a healthy way...
Quote from: Predator Queen on Feb 02, 2011, 08:34:55 AM
Quote from: samoht on Feb 02, 2011, 08:32:55 AM
Quote from: Predator Queen on Feb 02, 2011, 08:18:26 AM
I dream every day and write it down and 4 times a week I will have dreams about killing people I doubt that's a good sign....
wtf.
You mean like murdering people?
:o :o :o
I had a horrible dream that I was killing someone, but they just wouldn't die. It felt horrible.
Yah I have had dreams about killing people for some time though it wasn't as often till I turned 17
Why did you feel bad I think those dreams are just anger escaping in a healthy way...
I don't remember exactly, but I think that no matter how much a beat him/stabbed him (harmed him), he wouldn't die.
I was initially fighting him I think, and I nearly killed him, but it was no longer a matter of defeating him, it was a matter of putting him out of his misery. And it wasn't happening.
Everything I did brought nothing but more suffering.
Thats why it was horrible.
I had a dream where a Xenomorph and a Nazi Zombie teamed up to kill a Necromorph
Far out, man.
I had a wonderful dream that I was laying in bed and it was after 7 a.m. and the sun was shining through the windows and the bed was so soft...
Then reality sets in and there are little fingers in my ears and an 8 year old drooling on my cheek going "mommy mommy I want chocolate milk" at 5:30am on a Saturday morning.
I had some really messed up dream, It began in a dark room there was a person whom I kidnapped and strapped to a chair, I started to torture him in unimaniginable ways such as pulling his eyes out of the sockets (not cutting them off either just pulling them out) and stuff, I did this to a few more people after kidnapping them.
Then karma decides to bite me in the ass and a friend of mine kidnaps me and straps me to a chair and slowly reaches for my eyes with this really creepy sadistic psycho look on his face, I was begging him "no no" and he was like "yes yeess" then I said "please anything but that" then he stopped for a moment and an even more effed up look appeared on his face as he started to reach for my balls...
Damn it after I woke up I didn't even need my usual morning coffee to wake me up fully seriously, true story I remember the dream so damn vividly.
Moral of the dream be careful what you wish for and don't be a psycho and torture people :P
HAHA.
Often when I'm dreaming, I subconsciously know that its a dream. So whenever I am about to do something awesome or some hotty is about to suck me off, my mind stupidly reminds me not to get too excited coz its a dream and I end up waking up. :-\
Quote from: samoht on Feb 02, 2011, 11:07:46 PM
HAHA.
Often when I'm dreaming, I subconsciously know that its a dream. So whenever I am about to do something awesome or some hotty is about to suck me off, my mind stupidly reminds me not to get too excited coz its a dream and I end up waking up. :-\
Dang that sucks lol it's just a dream so you should enjoy getting sucked of by a hottie anyways :P so if your mind reminds you tell it to gtfo and carry on.
The Sun Is In My Mind:
Another Ridiculously Long Post by Space Sweeper
Disclaimer:
This is a f**ked up dream. We've all had them, and sometimes we can't remember all of the details. Sometimes that's a good thing, other times, we wish we remembered how sex with _________ felt. Don't worry- this isn't a wet dream, but hell it makes one mind-bending story. It certainly bent my mind and left it on crutches. Don't read any further if you are a femminist, a holocaust survivor, or have a particular aversion to brutal violence.
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I was hoping for a dream that would make up for the previous night's only-desireable-in-the-moment dream, which left me with more moral scars than Oskar Schindler. Anyways, uh- oh yeah, I usually don't have two
interesting dreams two nights in a row, but this was the exception. Here we go, I'm asleep, and my mind is full of f**k, let's go.
I'm on a hill, and I'm with some stupid f**king kids. Below the green, grassy hill is a Nazi assembly. Okay. What the f**k. Where in the world am I? Around me is a massive, almost mountainous slope which is reminiscent of a much smaller hill behind my former Elementary school. To our left is a dark rocky path leading down to a small dock with dead trees and a ton of mud, connecting to an ocean. The sky seems much darker over there, with nothing but shades of grey- it looked like New Caprica from Battlestar Galactica. So we're spying on this Nazi assembly, and somehow I know why these Nazis are such pricks- they aren't out for ze Jews, they're out to kill ze Kidz. Next to me is the stereotypical poindexter kid with glasses, and the frumpy looking tough girl that
obviously only wears that rough exterior. Okay, so this is how I avoid writing shitty characters, I take the saddest examples from the likes of Michael Bay and whatnot, stay with them in my dreams, and feel all of the affection I should for them as companions, then when I wake up, I think:
what a bunch of uninteresting dickheads. But I digress.
So we think we've been spotted, which causes us to run down to the docks for some reason. Yes, because the best idea is to put a limited amount of room between you and the Nazi menace, leaving yourself with the ocean being the only escape. We're doing that run where you don't want to slip on the gravel, but you also want to go as fast as possible, and it is at this moment that I notice I am no taller than either of these little f**kers-- I
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Mothershitf**k. It doesn't matter, my dreamstate doesn't recognize how degrading this is, and I pretty much have to live like this every day. So we reach the docks, and there isn't much there. Just a small, shitty little wooden stretch out into the incredibly shallow water, with a muddy appearance. We turn around, and that sense of overwhelming dread comes over me- coming down the pathway is Amon Goth, the real life Nazi, but this time he is fit to his Schindler's list portrayal by Ralph Fiennes. Goddamn you, Ralph... a performance worthy of creating a nightmare? That's a first. So they corner us on the dock that is barely four feet wide. They are smiling, of course. They don't have any aversion to killing kids, because my mind threw some random number I forget after me of kids they had already killed. It must have been a lot because I do believe there was a dookie in my pants.
One Nazi picks up the girl-- I'm just gonna call her "Frumpy"-- by the neck and smiles menacingly. DAMN, NAZI... YOU STRONG! Another Nazi pushes the boy-- "Poindexter"-- down to the side, before the dock, getting mud n' shit all over him. Of course, I mean mud and "other things" when I say that, the shit is optional. And of course Amon comes for me. He just has to, because, you know, I'm the main character, and he's the main antagonist. So now he's talking to me, he's got me by the neck, and he's laughing in between putting the smackdown on my bitch ass in German (well, really he could have been telling me how fat my momma is, and how gay the music I listen to is- I wouldn't have known).
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I'd hit hang it.
Really, this is where I blanked out a bit... tends to happen when you are facing an insane Nazi who also portrayed the scary-as-shit murderer from
Red Dragon. "I vant tew make ze veld happeh, Rizhawn. Can't you undlestand zat?" No, no, sir, I can't because I still don't know why you want kids to die. I guess this is overpopulation? Sorry, I just watched
Children of Men and read
The Forever War in the same night, my mind wanders. So this is the part where he cuts my throat, and single-handedly throws me off the dock. Very effective manner of waste disposal asshole. So yes, it did seem like real-world pain, and I really thought I was dead. Is death the ability to disconnect with the body and look around? Okay, if that's what it was, why couldn't I move? Why couldn't I do anything to help those little f**kers that were being brutally assualted back on the shore? You can't explain that. I was left in this mud, occassionally getting hit by the tide. Tide goes in, tide goes out, never a miscommunication.
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My explaination was the fact that it was a dream.
Okay, so I'm clutching my throat, blood coming out like this is Kill Bill without the hot chicks. I'm really not dead. Amon, bitch, it seems you've underestimated how much it takes to kill a dreamer. I'm not embracing that pain, and groaning in a really strange way. I
drag my eyes back toward the dock where the kids are getting the living f**k beaten out of them. One of the Nazis is sitting in a fold-out chair. What a cocksucker. I crawl over to the right where the ridge leading down to the dock is. It's just as muddy there. I now try to crawl up, ignoring the thought that maybe I should be helping these kids. But then I fell. Yup, square one. Down in the mud, the muck, and the f**k. A little bit of a reality metaphor in my dream. So now these kids are crying really loud, and their beatings are starting to look increasingly fatal. The Nazi in the fold-out chair is now laughing his ass off.
Jesusf**kingchrist, you're an asshole. My dream, douchebag, so a lil' bit of deus-ex machina isn't gonna hurt-- Amon had a knife set laying there on the dock. So I crawled over to it and grabbed the same one that was used to cut my throat. Dramatic irony for the win. Time to be a badass.
I slowly got up, reached around the Nazi, and slammed the knife into his chest. Wow, that's not as easy as it looks in Dexter. There was this one second where I thought I really just f**ked up, but really it was just my lack of strength in the initial moment. Then it came- yup- the knife broke through his breast plate and.. ugh. He fell off of his chair, screaming (hey, at least he wasn't laughing), and I pulled him into the mud. I didn't want to make any mistakes.. so... I stomped his neck as hard as possible and climbed back up on the dock. The other guys were alerted to me, so Frumpy crashed her head into her assailant's nose and jumped for the knife collection. She ended up stabing the living shit out of that Nazi's ass. Strangely disturbing, I wonder if I would have accepted it more if she was hot. Oh yeah, that's right.
Fatale.
So Amon kicks Poindexter in the ribs one more time, he coughs up blood, and I go into some crazy ass frenzy, chasing Amon with a knife for a short time up the hill before he trips and accidentally knocks me down for a second at the same time. I use my knee to give him intensive back therapy, hopefully breaking his spine down to a pulp while doing so. And as he yelled, I got the knife out and started stabbing him in non-critcal locations. Cos' it's always gotta be the non-critical locations. Blood all over the place, soaking in with the gravely rocks, and getting all over my face and his. So as a last-ditch effort, he tries grabbing my face, briefly stopping my final knife thrust, giving me a moment to think whether I want to be as bad as him in my brutal methods...
Sorry, I trailed of there, yeah, yeah, I did. So my stiff and shaking arm slammed down with all the power I could hold in a dream grounded in my own twisted reality, knife in hand. Whack! That piece of shit is dead. f**k you, Amon Goth. So me, Poindexter, and Frumpy head back up to our outlook position. Now, the dull, grey village at the bottom of the hill has Nazis with their hands on their heads, and they are on their knees. Typical surrender formation. Some authority figure from something I like, could be Commander Shepard, could be Captain Keyes, could be Admiral Adama-- let's go with Admiral Adama, is conversing with Hitler as his own team comes in and aim their guns at the Nazi pricks. They exchange papers, and the Nazis are executed. Hitler is crying, as he should be, and he is taken away. The grey European countryside village is swept by new rejuvenating colours that actually appear normal. Everything below me transforms into what appears to be Whistler, Blackcomb- a ski/snowboarding hotspot in British Columbia, Canada- not an hour away from where I had lived until last year. I turn to look for those kids, but they're gone.
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The grass is now a beautiful green, the trees are blowing in the breeze, and I smell carnival food. Below me is a massive festival with people walking around, and running up the hill. There are barbeques fired up, and people laughing. There was now a water slide running down the hillside toward the village Of course, in my dreamstate, none of this came to me as strange. Usually, this massive hill is used for skiing and snowboarding, but this is evidently the summertime.
This is where the dream gets incredibly random, so you'll have to bear with me.
Now, like there was never a Nazi occupation my friends come to me and describe a game, which is based around The Lord of the Rings, in which the wizards are hiding from...
what? First of all, a wizard hids
precisely when he means to, second of all, why are we playing this game? We're.. seventeen... Turns out during that transition, I'm no longer a child. I stand up, and of course I don't question it. So now I'm playing hide and go seek with my real life friends, and then.. something that has never happened before happens- I'm somehow with AvP Galaxy members animated through their avatars in a way that makes sense in human form. I'm not sure what it was, I can't even recall what it made it possible, but I could only remeber Vulhalla's characterless space suit as he found me in a curled up in a log. I wasn't angry that I had been found, but I was just happy.
This stupid-ass game of nonsensical hide and seek went on for a bit, but then I decided to play a messed up festival game that was based around cracking the secrets of memes or some such shit. There was one girl with me that seemed to already know the answer to one of them posted on a billboard, near the top of the mountain, but wouldn't let me know. From best I can interpret the conversation went something like this:
"Do you know what the answer is?"
"I might, do you?"
"Well, that's a half-answer, why don't you tell me?"
"I just want to see you squirm."
[Laughs]
"Just like the majority of women out there."
"Hey, we're not all bad."
[I look back at her]
"Yeah but I-"
She was gone at that point. I don't remember a single feature of her face, or body. Seriously, not even her body. Again, her disappearance didn't come to me as strange, just disappointing.
The sky was now golden, and the warm air danced with the perfect cool breeze as I walked down the hill toward Whistler village. The smell of barbeques and the food that had been cooked on them was fantastic, so I decided to get myself something to eat, passing by the gravel trail that went toward the ocean which was now out of sight from fully grown foliage. Thank f**k for that, that place was nasty. I got something to eat that was either a smokey or a hamburger.. hell, I don't know. And at the bottom of the hill where the water slide ended, and there was a long, skinny base of water. I was up to my heels in it, my feet were bare. Of course, just like the majority of my dreams, there was a completely naked woman, sitting on the rim. Now here's something strange- the woman was Jennifer Aniston. And I don't mean modern day Jennifer Aniston, I mean younger, hotter Jennifer Aniston. This was strange considering my mind doesn't usually process her all that much, but f**k, I wasn't complaining. She said something to me, smiling all the way (yeah, I wasn't really keeping track of a goddamn thing, my gaze and attention was else-where.. hey, it's a dream), and then like a professional acrobat, cartwheeled away. Naked cartwheeling throught he water.
Noish.
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I love you, Mister Cobb.
Things were winding down, couples were hugging, kids where laughing at eachother's stories, and there were controlled fires. I started asking people where Jenn went, and nobody really knew.. what can I say, I got a flirty vibe from whatever she had been saying earlier, and, NAKED CARTWHEELS, I, you know, I wanted to follow through. Unfortunately, that never happened. I layed down on the hill and closed my eyes. This probably led to me waking up, seeing as I can't remember a damn thing more than that.
I rarely have a dream with such events, and I always roll my eyes at other people's whacky-assed dreams that seem thrown together on the spot, but this was a special one worthy of remembering. I assume most of you aren't as cynical as I, so perhaps you even enjoyed reading my f**ked up mind-adventure? Maybe you like my mind-adventures and I should write these more often, seeing as it's not much of a big deal. Good dream. Depressing, refreshing, brutal, symbolic, and... fun.
Thanks for reading.
Spoiler
Naked cartwheels.
Well.
I don't know whether to
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Both
Sweeps, that's one for the ages, and sounds a lot like my dreams at times.
That was mindblowing.
I've been dreaming about being in Hell. Its like my mind is giving form all of my fears and anger.
Amazing you get the Oscar for creative detailed dreams
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Quote from: Predator Queen on Mar 02, 2011, 04:09:34 AM
Amazing you get the Oscar for creative detailed dreams
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I don't feel like it.
not you Sweeps
Quote from: Predator Queen on Mar 02, 2011, 04:09:34 AM
Amazing you get the Oscar for creative detailed dreams
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I accept this.. on behalf of... oh,
f**k, Kate made this look so easy last year--
Melissa Leo is awesome, and so are you for presenting me with this honor.
I was sleeping the other night and something terrifying happened. It felt like someone was pushing down on my chest, and it felt like the sheets were actually pressing down as well. It's the first time it's ever happened, don't know if it was a freak case of sleep paralysis, but it scared the crap out of me.
Sweeps, that huge ass post made me laugh my ass off. :laugh:
I had a dream I was in a space war.
Quote from: Hive Tyrant on Mar 02, 2011, 04:28:15 AM
Sweeps, that huge ass post made me laugh my ass off. :laugh:
:>
Glad to spread the love and brutality, mo fugga.
Seriously though man, write your dreams more often.
Please
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Mar 02, 2011, 04:38:57 AM
Quote from: Hive Tyrant on Mar 02, 2011, 04:28:15 AM
Sweeps, that huge ass post made me laugh my ass off. :laugh:
:>
Glad to spread the love and brutality, mo fugga.
It's not so much the dream itself that's funny but the way you write it is
hilaaaarious.
Quote from: Hive Tyrant on Mar 02, 2011, 05:43:40 AM
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Mar 02, 2011, 04:38:57 AM
Quote from: Hive Tyrant on Mar 02, 2011, 04:28:15 AM
Sweeps, that huge ass post made me laugh my ass off. :laugh:
:>
Glad to spread the love and brutality, mo fugga.
It's not so much the dream itself that's funny but the way you write it is hilaaaarious.
Thank you. :)
Yeah, in actuallity, the dream comes across as quite horrific, and the first part of it really was. I was just trying to maintain a certain level of.. well, comedy to it.
It worked. It worked so much.
if i was to post my dreams i would get banned :P
Quote from: Guts on Mar 02, 2011, 02:43:35 PM
if i was to post my dreams i would get banned :P
You and me both if I don't water mine down.
Most of my dreams are too huh.......lets say
excessive to be spoken in a honest light of things on the forum.
Still though I enjoyed sweepers quite a bit, very creative to say the least.
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Mar 02, 2011, 03:21:12 AM
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The Sun Is In My Mind:
Another Ridiculously Long Post by Space Sweeper
Disclaimer:
This is a f**ked up dream. We've all had them, and sometimes we can't remember all of the details. Sometimes that's a good thing, other times, we wish we remembered how sex with _________ felt. Don't worry- this isn't a wet dream, but hell it makes one mind-bending story. It certainly bent my mind and left it on crutches. Don't read any further if you are a femminist, a holocaust survivor, or have a particular aversion to brutal violence.
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I was hoping for a dream that would make up for the previous night's only-desireable-in-the-moment dream, which left me with more moral scars than Oskar Schindler. Anyways, uh- oh yeah, I usually don't have two
interesting dreams two nights in a row, but this was the exception. Here we go, I'm asleep, and my mind is full of f**k, let's go.
I'm on a hill, and I'm with some stupid f**king kids. Below the green, grassy hill is a Nazi assembly. Okay. What the f**k. Where in the world am I? Around me is a massive, almost mountainous slope which is reminiscent of a much smaller hill behind my former Elementary school. To our left is a dark rocky path leading down to a small dock with dead trees and a ton of mud, connecting to an ocean. The sky seems much darker over there, with nothing but shades of grey- it looked like New Caprica from Battlestar Galactica. So we're spying on this Nazi assembly, and somehow I know why these Nazis are such pricks- they aren't out for ze Jews, they're out to kill ze Kidz. Next to me is the stereotypical poindexter kid with glasses, and the frumpy looking tough girl that
obviously only wears that rough exterior. Okay, so this is how I avoid writing shitty characters, I take the saddest examples from the likes of Michael Bay and whatnot, stay with them in my dreams, and feel all of the affection I should for them as companions, then when I wake up, I think:
what a bunch of uninteresting dickheads. But I digress.
So we think we've been spotted, which causes us to run down to the docks for some reason. Yes, because the best idea is to put a limited amount of room between you and the Nazi menace, leaving yourself with the ocean being the only escape. We're doing that run where you don't want to slip on the gravel, but you also want to go as fast as possible, and it is at this moment that I notice I am no taller than either of these little f**kers-- I
am a little f**ker!
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Mothershitf**k. It doesn't matter, my dreamstate doesn't recognize how degrading this is, and I pretty much have to live like this every day. So we reach the docks, and there isn't much there. Just a small, shitty little wooden stretch out into the incredibly shallow water, with a muddy appearance. We turn around, and that sense of overwhelming dread comes over me- coming down the pathway is Amon Goth, the real life Nazi, but this time he is fit to his Schindler's list portrayal by Ralph Fiennes. Goddamn you, Ralph... a performance worthy of creating a nightmare? That's a first. So they corner us on the dock that is barely four feet wide. They are smiling, of course. They don't have any aversion to killing kids, because my mind threw some random number I forget after me of kids they had already killed. It must have been a lot because I do believe there was a dookie in my pants.
One Nazi picks up the girl-- I'm just gonna call her "Frumpy"-- by the neck and smiles menacingly. DAMN, NAZI... YOU STRONG! Another Nazi pushes the boy-- "Poindexter"-- down to the side, before the dock, getting mud n' shit all over him. Of course, I mean mud and "other things" when I say that, the shit is optional. And of course Amon comes for me. He just has to, because, you know, I'm the main character, and he's the main antagonist. So now he's talking to me, he's got me by the neck, and he's laughing in between putting the smackdown on my bitch ass in German (well, really he could have been telling me how fat my momma is, and how gay the music I listen to is- I wouldn't have known).
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I'd hit hang it.
Really, this is where I blanked out a bit... tends to happen when you are facing an insane Nazi who also portrayed the scary-as-shit murderer from
Red Dragon. "I vant tew make ze veld happeh, Rizhawn. Can't you undlestand zat?" No, no, sir, I can't because I still don't know why you want kids to die. I guess this is overpopulation? Sorry, I just watched
Children of Men and read
The Forever War in the same night, my mind wanders. So this is the part where he cuts my throat, and single-handedly throws me off the dock. Very effective manner of waste disposal asshole. So yes, it did seem like real-world pain, and I really thought I was dead. Is death the ability to disconnect with the body and look around? Okay, if that's what it was, why couldn't I move? Why couldn't I do anything to help those little f**kers that were being brutally assualted back on the shore? You can't explain that. I was left in this mud, occassionally getting hit by the tide. Tide goes in, tide goes out, never a miscommunication.
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My explaination was the fact that it was a dream.
Okay, so I'm clutching my throat, blood coming out like this is Kill Bill without the hot chicks. I'm really not dead. Amon, bitch, it seems you've underestimated how much it takes to kill a dreamer. I'm not embracing that pain, and groaning in a really strange way. I
drag my eyes back toward the dock where the kids are getting the living f**k beaten out of them. One of the Nazis is sitting in a fold-out chair. What a cocksucker. I crawl over to the right where the ridge leading down to the dock is. It's just as muddy there. I now try to crawl up, ignoring the thought that maybe I should be helping these kids. But then I fell. Yup, square one. Down in the mud, the muck, and the f**k. A little bit of a reality metaphor in my dream. So now these kids are crying really loud, and their beatings are starting to look increasingly fatal. The Nazi in the fold-out chair is now laughing his ass off.
Jesusf**kingchrist, you're an asshole. My dream, douchebag, so a lil' bit of deus-ex machina isn't gonna hurt-- Amon had a knife set laying there on the dock. So I crawled over to it and grabbed the same one that was used to cut my throat. Dramatic irony for the win. Time to be a badass.
I slowly got up, reached around the Nazi, and slammed the knife into his chest. Wow, that's not as easy as it looks in Dexter. There was this one second where I thought I really just f**ked up, but really it was just my lack of strength in the initial moment. Then it came- yup- the knife broke through his breast plate and.. ugh. He fell off of his chair, screaming (hey, at least he wasn't laughing), and I pulled him into the mud. I didn't want to make any mistakes.. so... I stomped his neck as hard as possible and climbed back up on the dock. The other guys were alerted to me, so Frumpy crashed her head into her assailant's nose and jumped for the knife collection. She ended up stabing the living shit out of that Nazi's ass. Strangely disturbing, I wonder if I would have accepted it more if she was hot. Oh yeah, that's right.
Fatale.
So Amon kicks Poindexter in the ribs one more time, he coughs up blood, and I go into some crazy ass frenzy, chasing Amon with a knife for a short time up the hill before he trips and accidentally knocks me down for a second at the same time. I use my knee to give him intensive back therapy, hopefully breaking his spine down to a pulp while doing so. And as he yelled, I got the knife out and started stabbing him in non-critcal locations. Cos' it's always gotta be the non-critical locations. Blood all over the place, soaking in with the gravely rocks, and getting all over my face and his. So as a last-ditch effort, he tries grabbing my face, briefly stopping my final knife thrust, giving me a moment to think whether I want to be as bad as him in my brutal methods...
Sorry, I trailed of there, yeah, yeah, I did. So my stiff and shaking arm slammed down with all the power I could hold in a dream grounded in my own twisted reality, knife in hand. Whack! That piece of shit is dead. f**k you, Amon Goth. So me, Poindexter, and Frumpy head back up to our outlook position. Now, the dull, grey village at the bottom of the hill has Nazis with their hands on their heads, and they are on their knees. Typical surrender formation. Some authority figure from something I like, could be Commander Shepard, could be Captain Keyes, could be Admiral Adama-- let's go with Admiral Adama, is conversing with Hitler as his own team comes in and aim their guns at the Nazi pricks. They exchange papers, and the Nazis are executed. Hitler is crying, as he should be, and he is taken away. The grey European countryside village is swept by new rejuvenating colours that actually appear normal. Everything below me transforms into what appears to be Whistler, Blackcomb- a ski/snowboarding hotspot in British Columbia, Canada- not an hour away from where I had lived until last year. I turn to look for those kids, but they're gone.
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The grass is now a beautiful green, the trees are blowing in the breeze, and I smell carnival food. Below me is a massive festival with people walking around, and running up the hill. There are barbeques fired up, and people laughing. There was now a water slide running down the hillside toward the village Of course, in my dreamstate, none of this came to me as strange. Usually, this massive hill is used for skiing and snowboarding, but this is evidently the summertime.
This is where the dream gets incredibly random, so you'll have to bear with me.
Now, like there was never a Nazi occupation my friends come to me and describe a game, which is based around The Lord of the Rings, in which the wizards are hiding from...
what? First of all, a wizard hids
precisely when he means to, second of all, why are we playing this game? We're.. seventeen... Turns out during that transition, I'm no longer a child. I stand up, and of course I don't question it. So now I'm playing hide and go seek with my real life friends, and then.. something that has never happened before happens- I'm somehow with AvP Galaxy members animated through their avatars in a way that makes sense in human form. I'm not sure what it was, I can't even recall what it made it possible, but I could only remeber Vulhalla's characterless space suit as he found me in a curled up in a log. I wasn't angry that I had been found, but I was just happy.
This stupid-ass game of nonsensical hide and seek went on for a bit, but then I decided to play a messed up festival game that was based around cracking the secrets of memes or some such shit. There was one girl with me that seemed to already know the answer to one of them posted on a billboard, near the top of the mountain, but wouldn't let me know. From best I can interpret the conversation went something like this:
"Do you know what the answer is?"
"I might, do you?"
"Well, that's a half-answer, why don't you tell me?"
"I just want to see you squirm."
[Laughs]
"Just like the majority of women out there."
"Hey, we're not all bad."
[I look back at her]
"Yeah but I-"
She was gone at that point. I don't remember a single feature of her face, or body. Seriously, not even her body. Again, her disappearance didn't come to me as strange, just disappointing.
The sky was now golden, and the warm air danced with the perfect cool breeze as I walked down the hill toward Whistler village. The smell of barbeques and the food that had been cooked on them was fantastic, so I decided to get myself something to eat, passing by the gravel trail that went toward the ocean which was now out of sight from fully grown foliage. Thank f**k for that, that place was nasty. I got something to eat that was either a smokey or a hamburger.. hell, I don't know. And at the bottom of the hill where the water slide ended, and there was a long, skinny base of water. I was up to my heels in it, my feet were bare. Of course, just like the majority of my dreams, there was a completely naked woman, sitting on the rim. Now here's something strange- the woman was Jennifer Aniston. And I don't mean modern day Jennifer Aniston, I mean younger, hotter Jennifer Aniston. This was strange considering my mind doesn't usually process her all that much, but f**k, I wasn't complaining. She said something to me, smiling all the way (yeah, I wasn't really keeping track of a goddamn thing, my gaze and attention was else-where.. hey, it's a dream), and then like a professional acrobat, cartwheeled away. Naked cartwheeling throught he water.
Noish.
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I love you, Mister Cobb.
Things were winding down, couples were hugging, kids where laughing at eachother's stories, and there were controlled fires. I started asking people where Jenn went, and nobody really knew.. what can I say, I got a flirty vibe from whatever she had been saying earlier, and, NAKED CARTWHEELS, I, you know, I wanted to follow through. Unfortunately, that never happened. I layed down on the hill and closed my eyes. This probably led to me waking up, seeing as I can't remember a damn thing more than that.
I rarely have a dream with such events, and I always roll my eyes at other people's whacky-assed dreams that seem thrown together on the spot, but this was a special one worthy of remembering. I assume most of you aren't as cynical as I, so perhaps you even enjoyed reading my f**ked up mind-adventure? Maybe you like my mind-adventures and I should write these more often, seeing as it's not much of a big deal. Good dream. Depressing, refreshing, brutal, symbolic, and... fun.
Thanks for reading.
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Naked cartwheels.
Listen to the
Inception soundtrack while reading this. Anyone.
I dare you.
I laughed at the 'AvP Galaxy members animated through their avatars in a way that makes sense in human form' part. ;D
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I can has ur younger-hotter Jennifer Aniston 2 plz
Last night I had a dream where me and my dead dad were in a fight to the death. :laugh:
I dreamt I was making a sandwhich, and then scorpions came out of the mustard packet. It just wasnt the same without the mustard. :'(
Quote from: The Ghoul on Mar 02, 2011, 03:14:07 PM
Quote from: Guts on Mar 02, 2011, 02:43:35 PM
if i was to post my dreams i would get banned :P
You and me both if I don't water mine down.
Most of my dreams are too huh.......lets say excessive to be spoken in a honest light of things on the forum.
Still though I enjoyed sweepers quite a bit, very creative to say the least.
Amen bro!
Quote from: Shobidoo on Mar 04, 2011, 12:50:09 PM
I dreamt I was making a sandwhich, and then scorpions came out of the mustard packet. It just wasnt the same without the mustard. :'(
Next time, you show those scorpions who's boss.
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Quote from: Shobidoo on Mar 04, 2011, 12:50:09 PM
I dreamt I was making a sandwhich, and then scorpions came out of the mustard packet. It just wasnt the same without the mustard. :'(
Next time, you show those scorpions who's boss.
Eat them next time, might taste good and you might become stronger if it doesn't kill you or you could turn into this.
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I had a dream last night that I got banned from AvPG for posting the Blue Waffle.
By the way, never look up Blue Waffle.
Quote from: RazorSlash on Mar 05, 2011, 02:36:39 AM
I had a dream last night that I got banned from AvPG for posting the Blue Waffle.
By the way, never look up Blue Waffle.
Lol, I'm kinda ashamed that I already know what that is.
Quote from: The Ghoul on Mar 05, 2011, 02:38:32 AM
Quote from: RazorSlash on Mar 05, 2011, 02:36:39 AM
I had a dream last night that I got banned from AvPG for posting the Blue Waffle.
By the way, never look up Blue Waffle.
Lol, I'm kinda ashamed that I already know what that is.
I only know what it is because a friend of mine sent it to me as a prank.
I still f**king hate him for it.
Quote from: RazorSlash on Mar 05, 2011, 02:39:10 AM
Quote from: The Ghoul on Mar 05, 2011, 02:38:32 AM
Quote from: RazorSlash on Mar 05, 2011, 02:36:39 AM
I had a dream last night that I got banned from AvPG for posting the Blue Waffle.
By the way, never look up Blue Waffle.
Lol, I'm kinda ashamed that I already know what that is.
I only know what it is because a friend of mine sent it to me as a prank.
I still f**king hate him for it.
My friend did the same thing to me. HAHAHAHA!
remember the black midget from 'irene, me and my other me'?
I was him. And alot of zee finest rear ends in the universe.
I was walking around my neighborhood and this group of assholes was around and started chunking rocks at me. Even when they were really far away the rocks magically flew towards me. I went home, got my gun, and shot the people with a sinisterly wide grin. The end.
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That toy always cracked me up it's the look on his face. :laugh:
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That toy always cracked me up it's the look on his face. :laugh:
I know right, its like "Yeah I'm a badass."
:laugh:
Quote from: The Ghoul on Mar 05, 2011, 02:41:52 AM
Quote from: RazorSlash on Mar 05, 2011, 02:39:10 AM
Quote from: The Ghoul on Mar 05, 2011, 02:38:32 AM
Quote from: RazorSlash on Mar 05, 2011, 02:36:39 AM
I had a dream last night that I got banned from AvPG for posting the Blue Waffle.
By the way, never look up Blue Waffle.
Lol, I'm kinda ashamed that I already know what that is.
I only know what it is because a friend of mine sent it to me as a prank.
I still f**king hate him for it.
My friend did the same thing to me. HAHAHAHA!
My cousin did it to me in my case. I still have not found a way to get back at him for it.
If I had read this conversation a few months back, I'd have googled the thing out of curiosity.
I've learned to NEVER do things like this.
Something from 4chan, I suppose.
I was jamming in chip shop with my mates and I order a 7 inch pizza and my mates says to me "Why do you always order pizza?" I'm like "Fine I'll order 6 hot wings" I look to the right of him and see an open oven and a tomato stuck in the grill, the flames right under it and it wasn't cooking. Just as I say "This is a dream." I wake up.
:-\
So if I was a character in Inception my totem would be an oven that cooks in reality but doesn't in the dream state...
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What a disappointment...
Had to save Sarah Conner again. This time I got past Techn Noir and the police station but didn't quite get to the hotel.
But I'm getting there.
:laugh:
You'll need new sheets on that day.
I just dreamt that I was a young newbie Predator who was hunting some strange alien creature and a ooman soldier on a rocky mountain in some sort of Earth like planet. I killed the soldier and skinned him leaving his equipment and skin there, I took the skull and spine as trophies and hung him somewhere, eventually the hunt is over and before I knew it I'm back in my Yautja living quarters "waking up" finding out it was only a bloody dream and I'm on my way to some kind of ceremony, a friend woke me up and told me to join him and the others in the hall we're gonna eat.
So I go and am introduced to the other clan members, the leader was a HUGE female and she didn't seem friendly, anyway I go to get a drink, everyone picks a nice brew but I pick some super fizzy drink, I didn't know it but when I picked it everyone gave me weird looks even the Yautja cook, then I went to the toilet (which was in the dinner hall, in the public yes I guess Predators have no shame :P) there was a wall covering me but it was small, I open the drink and man when the foam shot out I was like :o (Imagine P*ssyface's expression before Harrigan cut his hand off) the fizz shot out like mad, I quickly point it at the toilet to make it look like I'm taking a leak, boy did the area get messy, then I took a sip of the drink it tasted kind of like coke ;D.
Later I join my pals for dinner they were having some nice spaghetti and pasta (lol I know) it looked delicious, and I go "which plate is mine?" and the guy points it out and I take a bite (it was great), then some Predator calls me out and everyone is silent, my friend tells me "good luck" and I go to the Predator who called me, he points me to the direction of the toilet (uh oh)
I go there, and there is the huge female clan leader looking really angry, she points to the huge mess I made earlier and says "did you do this?" I nod (crapping bricks at the same time) and I offer to clean it up and she tells me I will and to meet her at her quarters for "punishment" it sounded naughty I know but scary at the same time, then I wake up omg I wish I finished of that pasta it was delicious >:(
Btw some detail of the interiour of the ship was a mixture of avp and p2 ships, I recognised them immediatly in the dream :) thank God for this thread, I get to write it down now and no I didn't make anything up I swear I just woke up from it ;D
Last night I had a dream where I went around killing dinosaurs with a a bunch of guns, many axes, and many swords right before I woke up, I was about to fight a T.Rex carrying a rocket launcher and a .50 cal on it's sides, zombie Raptors, a Brachiosaurus with cannons on it, and group of ninja Oviraptors. I think someone must have put something in me before I went to sleep.
Quoteninja oviraptors
*nods*
Quote from: King Rathalos on Mar 11, 2011, 01:03:37 AM
Last night I had a dream where I went around killing dinosaurs with a a bunch of guns, many axes, and many swords right before I woke up, I was about to fight a T.Rex carrying a rocket launcher and a .50 cal on it's sides, zombie Raptors, a Brachiosaurus with cannons on it, and group of ninja Oviraptors. I think someone must have put something in me before I went to sleep.
...I love you.
Quote from: King Rathalos on Mar 11, 2011, 01:03:37 AM
Last night I had a dream where I went around killing dinosaurs with a a bunch of guns, many axes, and many swords right before I woke up, I was about to fight a T.Rex carrying a rocket launcher and a .50 cal on it's sides, zombie Raptors, a Brachiosaurus with cannons on it, and group of ninja Oviraptors. I think someone must have put something in me before I went to sleep.
Your dream does not
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I had a pretty great dinosaur dream once. In my dream I was watching TV, and on the TV there were two kids being chased aroung a kitchen table by a raptor. This continued for some time, minus Benny Hill, until they stopped, and the raptor jumped onto the table.
"Well," spoke the raptor. "I believe this has been a productive session. But my time has run short, and I have many more embassies to visit."
The raptor cleared his throat, covering his jaws politely with a curved claw. "Goodnight to you all, and remember:
travel in packs."
The rest of the dream consisted of aerial shots of New Zealand and the raptor leaping majestically over fences.
Quote from: King Rathalos on Mar 11, 2011, 01:03:37 AM
Last night I had a dream where I went around killing dinosaurs with a a bunch of guns, many axes, and many swords right before I woke up, I was about to fight a T.Rex carrying a rocket launcher and a .50 cal on it's sides, zombie Raptors, a Brachiosaurus with cannons on it, and group of ninja Oviraptors. I think someone must have put something in me before I went to sleep.
Darn I was thinking of Turok Dinosaur Hunter and Turok Evolution the whole time while reading this ;D
Quote from: Guan Thwei 1992 on Mar 11, 2011, 11:09:29 AM
Quote from: King Rathalos on Mar 11, 2011, 01:03:37 AM
Last night I had a dream where I went around killing dinosaurs with a a bunch of guns, many axes, and many swords right before I woke up, I was about to fight a T.Rex carrying a rocket launcher and a .50 cal on it's sides, zombie Raptors, a Brachiosaurus with cannons on it, and group of ninja Oviraptors. I think someone must have put something in me before I went to sleep.
Darn I was thinking of Turok Dinosaur Hunter and Turok Evolution the whole time while reading this ;D
Ironically I do believe that's what brought forth the dream since I was playing Evolution a few weeks earlier. I should probably go and play more :D
I love Turok Evolution ;D
I had two awkward dreams today, once again I was a Predator fighting Aliens and Predaliens in some compound, there were also dog aliens.
I can't remember it fully but I remember a really weird moment where I find a jeep and open it's door with my clawed hands to find it full off cramped Aliens inside hiding from me and not wanting to get out, I had a lot of difficulty trying to pull them out there were just so many of them, and man they felt disgusting to the touch like crabs with some slime on them what kind of a Predator am I to get disgusted by such things? I was also worried about getting my claws dirty such a wimp, maybe I should be called Pussyface, not that badass in P2 :-[
then it just switched to me being a Na'vi and me and a friend were trying to get ourselves a girl, and I just started to kiss the girl he liked ;D he was a good pal though cos he smiled (or maybe he was into that sort of stuff I dunno) then we made that bond thingy me and his girl under that tree, those who are familiar know what I'm talking about :)
Weird string of dreams I'm getting these days, does anyone get multiple dreams in a row? Or am I alone?
This is a recurring dream I have - I've been having it since August 2008 I think, and it appears randomly during my REM phase - there are two versions of it.
The dream starts with me - I'm fluctuating in Space. No Astronaut suit, nothing. I'm in common clothes. In front of me, very far, Earth, the Sun, the Solar System y'now. Everything. While I'm looking around to try to know what's going on, I hear a horrible woman scream. This scream is not a normal scream, it's... unnatural, in the dream I had the feel that a woman couldn't do that. Then, right next to me, flashes a ginormous Meteor that is fastly and inesorably going to crash on Earth. The thing is so enormous that right before it collides with Earth, I could see it was at least half of it. When it collides, Earth explodes on impact and I'm overwhelmed.
I awake.
As said, there's another version, in which I hear the scream not before the Meteor, but when Earth explodes.
Jee, I always awake full o' sweat when I dream this.
Stupid pod people showed up again.
Those guys.
My dream last night was that I was in a school that was lock down because a group of shooters plan on killing everyone. The FBI comes inside and ends up killing them. As we about to get out, we find out that a black hole created by the US army by mistake is slowly sucking things up in the area.
Everyone was rushing out and half of the lake was suck up inside the black hole. I was trap inside then Spider-Man show up, and end up saving me before it was too late. Then somehow afterwards, we both show up in the middle of the hill where the FBI standing at with the other people that escape. It turn out that we save by some mutant that can reset time.
I dreamed of Slender man. I woke up with pissed pants.
Demons, demons, demons, demons! Oh, and giant robots/mechas.
Well first off, to understand the creepiness of this dream I had when I was young you will have to have seen the TV show or a picture of the "Amazing live sea monkys". (I think thats what its called).
If you haven't seen it, Google image it. They are creepy as f**k.
Heres a pic
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RmdaJrGXiNI/AAAAAAAAARw/TkG71-GoG1Y/s1600-h/amazing_live_sea_monkey_show.gif (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RmdaJrGXiNI/AAAAAAAAARw/TkG71-GoG1Y/s1600-h/amazing_live_sea_monkey_show.gif)
Anyway. The dream went like so....
I was on a vacant block of land covered in long dead grass. And me and lots of African children were being chased by the Sea Monkeys. The Sea Monkys were trapping the African children in cage like structures against the wooden fence that ran around this land. Luckily I got away and found the magic portal that enabled me to wake up from my nightmare.
T'was scary.
Quote from: samoht on Apr 07, 2011, 10:03:08 AM
Well first off, to understand the creepiness of this dream I had when I was young you will have to have seen the TV show or a picture of the "Amazing live sea monkys". (I think thats what its called).
If you haven't seen it, Google image it. They are creepy as f**k.
Heres a pic
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RmdaJrGXiNI/AAAAAAAAARw/TkG71-GoG1Y/s1600-h/amazing_live_sea_monkey_show.gif (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RmdaJrGXiNI/AAAAAAAAARw/TkG71-GoG1Y/s1600-h/amazing_live_sea_monkey_show.gif)
Anyway. The dream went like so....
I was on a vacant block of land covered in long dead grass. And me and lots of African children were being chased by the Sea Monkeys. The Sea Monkys were trapping the African children in cage like structures against the wooden fence that ran around this land. Luckily I got away and found the magic portal that enabled me to wake up from my nightmare.
T'was scary.
Dear god, that was the funniest story ever. At first I thought it to be scary, then I saw their picture
Quote from: Gate on Apr 07, 2011, 11:48:41 AM
Quote from: samoht on Apr 07, 2011, 10:03:08 AM
Well first off, to understand the creepiness of this dream I had when I was young you will have to have seen the TV show or a picture of the "Amazing live sea monkys". (I think thats what its called).
If you haven't seen it, Google image it. They are creepy as f**k.
Heres a pic
http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RmdaJrGXiNI/AAAAAAAAARw/TkG71-GoG1Y/s1600-h/amazing_live_sea_monkey_show.gif (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YUWsB-dKD3c/RmdaJrGXiNI/AAAAAAAAARw/TkG71-GoG1Y/s1600-h/amazing_live_sea_monkey_show.gif)
Anyway. The dream went like so....
I was on a vacant block of land covered in long dead grass. And me and lots of African children were being chased by the Sea Monkeys. The Sea Monkys were trapping the African children in cage like structures against the wooden fence that ran around this land. Luckily I got away and found the magic portal that enabled me to wake up from my nightmare.
T'was scary.
Dear god, that was the funniest story ever. At first I thought it to be scary, then I saw their picture
To a five year old me, I assure you it was no laughing matter.
Last night I dreamed I was watching TV with my brother. A spider was on the TV. Then it jumped at me but missed. Then I went out and hung out with Kim Jong Il, and we went to this little town where there was a county fair, and a bunch of silly Japanese business men. They started talking in gibberish {since I know no Asian languages} and one of them started laughing and whacking me with a piece of paper. I grabbed the paper and they got these 'oh shit' expressions on their faces and then I just laughed too. Then Kim Jong Il looks down and sees a truck leaking oil. For whatever reason the leaking oil was contaminated and an air strike was called in. We took shelter in a diner where I found a backpack and hid under it. After the air strike I called a friend and we went to a store and I started to talk to this girl working there {who is not real} and he joked I was hitting on her. I then saw some Duke Nukem merchandise and was browsing around, when suddenly something broke a window and decompressed the oxygen in the store. So I used my shoes to fly to another store, and went in. Later I saw my dog walking around and then I went to the mall and met up with her. It was after it had closed and I wasn't supposed to be in there, so I started taking service hallways to avoid cameras..but there were zombies in there causing me to run for my life, elbowing them and shit. At first they were normal zombies, then they were glowing eyed zombies and eventually I reached a point where it was a circular room with a large sign suspended in the middle. A zombie jumped up to grab me, but it wasn't a zombie it was a kid screaming for help. I pushed him off and started to shut the door on his face, forcing him back into the hall way and used a chair to keep the door shut. I began to walk on the sign instead of just going around it, and it collapsed with me on it. Then I woke up.
Dreamed some friend and I were in New York when the events of Cloverfield happened.
Quote from: Dark Fatalis on Apr 18, 2011, 09:01:18 PM
Dreamed some friend and I were in New York when the events of Cloverfield happened.
^^^ Best. Dream. Ever. So. Far.
I had a dream how I was fighting Bizzaro from Superman, in the subways, I was getting my butt kicked and when a train came by he tortured me by pushing me against the moving train, then he pushed my face against it like Spiderman did to Sandman. Then out of nowhere Superman came in and took me out of the subways and somewhere safe, Bizzaro was still following, but we got away.
Then the dream changed to me being Spawn and infiltrating some dark warehouse, can't remember exactly what happened in this one, but it was epic, the brutal takedowns I preformed it reminded me of Spiderman Noire from shattered dimensions.
He's back in my dream again...
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Dreamt I was taking shelter from a zombie invasion in a huge dwarf fortress that was carved into a mountain, shooting zombies with crossbows along with Henry Cavill, Bobby from Supernatural and the sisters from Charmed, all while making out with Scarlett Johansson.
Why did I have to wake up?! :'(
Quote from: Shasvre on Apr 21, 2011, 12:45:36 PM
Dreamt I was taking shelter from a zombie invasion in a huge dwarf fortress that was carved into a mountain, shooting zombies with crossbows along with Henry Cavill, Bobby from Supernatural and the sisters from Charmed, all while making out with Scarlett Johansson.
Why did I have to wake up?! :'(
best. dream. ever.
Dreamt I was making a sammich.
Looked out the window. Stroked my moustache. Squinted.
Turned back to sammich, knife still coated in thick peanut butter. Schhhp. Schhhp. Schhhp.
I had an office job but I f**ked up and got fired, on the way home I passed a black cat that wasn't fully grown yet I played with it for a bit then moved on only to find it following me so I walked home with it as I opened the doors I woke up.
I dreamed that I was playing the original version of RE 5 that never came to be, why did I have to wake up :'(
I had a dream two days ago where I was a Ninja that travel back in time, and went around killing people. Then I bump into my younger self from 2000 where I walk into the movie theater that was playing "Digimon: The Movie". I woke up after wards when it happen.
Last night I dreamt I escape from the Titanic which was singking AND had been taken over by terrorists.
After my death defying efforts, I got a 45 Longslide with Lazer Sighting and mounted it on the wall in my bedroom.
It was pretty fun.
Did you kill the terrorists?
I think I may have killed a few. It's a bit fuzzy.
I have vague recollections of using the Longslide.
i dreamed that i ran an airline. for mice.
what.
I dreamt about.... 2 or 3 days ago that I was in a dark room, no light besides this square red glowing panel (Hollow in the middle so.. its a square) that was glowing a redish type color on the floor. I moved toward it, and as I stepped on it a sharp pain when through my body (I hate those dreams that you can actually feel >.>), about 5 seconds later (I think...) I start chanting words, words that make no freaking sense at all, and as I chant a image pops up into the middle of the square I am squareing (Walking around the square to each edge), its a kid, its me when I was little. As I tried my hardest to look as close as I can, I notice that that image, the person in it, I, was screaming in pain, I tried to reach out to this false image to try and help 'myself'... but with no luck. My body refuses to listen to me, I chant louder and louder, and as my uncontrollable body does this, my 'image' screams of pain and for help get louder.
All I remember is my 'now not my own body' is twisted, I don't even know how to explain it... But after I saw my own twisted body in this dream, I immediatley woke up and looked at my hands...
yeah... I'm glad my hands weren't covered in blood like in the dream... o.o
seriously, this dream has scared the shiz out of me.
Won't get out of my head either.
is that.. wierd at all? :(
Quote from: Nelizar The Hybrid on Apr 23, 2011, 04:01:01 PM
I dreamt about.... 2 or 3 days ago that I was in a dark room, no light besides this square red glowing panel (Hollow in the middle so.. its a square) that was glowing a redish type color on the floor. I moved toward it, and as I stepped on it a sharp pain when through my body (I hate those dreams that you can actually feel >.>), about 5 seconds later (I think...) I start chanting words, words that make no freaking sense at all, and as I chant a image pops up into the middle of the square I am squareing (Walking around the square to each edge), its a kid, its me when I was little. As I tried my hardest to look as close as I can, I notice that that image, the person in it, I, was screaming in pain, I tried to reach out to this false image to try and help 'myself'... but with no luck. My body refuses to listen to me, I chant louder and louder, and as my uncontrollable body does this, my 'image' screams of pain and for help get louder.
All I remember is my 'now not my own body' is twisted, I don't even know how to explain it... But after I saw my own twisted body in this dream, I immediatley woke up and looked at my hands...
yeah... I'm glad my hands weren't covered in blood like in the dream... o.o
seriously, this dream has scared the shiz out of me.
Won't get out of my head either.
is that.. wierd at all? :(
I hate dreams where you try to move or something but you can't.
Quote from: Shobidoo on Apr 24, 2011, 01:19:08 AM
Quote from: Nelizar The Hybrid on Apr 23, 2011, 04:01:01 PM
I dreamt about.... 2 or 3 days ago that I was in a dark room, no light besides this square red glowing panel (Hollow in the middle so.. its a square) that was glowing a redish type color on the floor. I moved toward it, and as I stepped on it a sharp pain when through my body (I hate those dreams that you can actually feel >.>), about 5 seconds later (I think...) I start chanting words, words that make no freaking sense at all, and as I chant a image pops up into the middle of the square I am squareing (Walking around the square to each edge), its a kid, its me when I was little. As I tried my hardest to look as close as I can, I notice that that image, the person in it, I, was screaming in pain, I tried to reach out to this false image to try and help 'myself'... but with no luck. My body refuses to listen to me, I chant louder and louder, and as my uncontrollable body does this, my 'image' screams of pain and for help get louder.
All I remember is my 'now not my own body' is twisted, I don't even know how to explain it... But after I saw my own twisted body in this dream, I immediatley woke up and looked at my hands...
yeah... I'm glad my hands weren't covered in blood like in the dream... o.o
seriously, this dream has scared the shiz out of me.
Won't get out of my head either.
is that.. wierd at all? :(
I hate dreams where you try to move or something but you can't.
Yeah Me to, I also hate those dreams where you can feel everything that is happening...
well not all of those dreams :laugh:
My dream goes as followed.
Me and a large group of kids I was with (probably from my school days) were walking down a footpath in the City.
In high Spirits we were, and when we came across a cardboard box we joyfully trampled it with childish glee. However, as we trampled it, it felt as if something inside the box was being crushed.
As we moved on down the street, a supervising teacher decided to investigate just what exactly was in the box.
I looked back to where the teacher kneeled. She opened to box and began to weep with shock.
For what it was that we crushed in the box, were two human heads.
As we fled the scene with fear, the faces of the two murdered victims appeared on the surface of the moon which filled the sky behind us.
Disturbed and in with hearts filled with shock, we continued to flee.
Had a dream where I went surfing through space on a motorcycle that had jet pack engines and laser machine guns on each side and fought a galaxy sized version of Amagasumatchi from Monster Hunter. I blew it up by combining the lasers and then making my bike turn into a giant space laser of doom and blowing him to hell. I dove back to earth into an ocean, and there were a load of big women in bikini's waiting for me when I got to the beach I crawled out on...I hate waking up from dreams like these :'(
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75gFKMoBQSE# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=75gFKMoBQSE#)
QuoteI had a nightmare after I re watched Aliens again after playing some Dead Space 2, and AVP (2010) where I was a Colonial marine and I got grabbed by the leg by a Preatorian and was being dragged towards the back of the room, I tried firing my pulse rifle but I knew the acid would hit me so I tried hitting it it seemed to get annoyed when it got to the end, so it chopped my arm off slammed me against the wall, I woke up right when it shoved it's tail in my mouth to finish me off like the tripod does in Dead Space 2. I swear I will never watch Aliens and play AVP, and Dead Space 2 back to back ever again.
Originally posted in the Alien nightmare thread, but I felt it belonged here also.
Dreamed I got a temporary ban from here last night. Forget what it was for.
Then there was spilling hot chocolate on myself outside the Pentagon.
Damn. My dreams are getting boring. Where is the spazz? Where is the adventure? Where are the giant spiders that changed into Optimus Prime? Where is my old school with Xenomorphs hiding in the vents? Where are the Predators who steal my prescription meds? Where!?
I had just turned off the tv and started to doze. Suddenly I heard my daughter screaming, it sounded like someone had a hand over her mouth. I woke up and didn't hear anything, but still kind of shaken I ran into her room. She was safe and sleeping. It is truly frightening to hear your child screaming in fear even if it is just a dream :(
Last night I had a dream that a Xeno was right in front of me, and kill me by using it's tail by stabbing me in the head. I had stock images of Newt getting facehugger on in the water, and the other cast of Aliens getting killed. My body was staking and I can feel the blood coming out of my body. I woke up to see what happen and it turn out it just a dream.
For a second, I thought someone stab me in my sleep.
I felt like I was going to turn into Ghost Rider. I woke up and my skin felt burning hot. My mom could feel the heat about 2 inches off of my forehead I was burning up so much.
I dreamt that me and a group of mercenaries, one of them being Danny Trejo, were involved in a helicopter chase that took place over an oil rig. We were in one chopper, being chased by another that fired missiles after us, while we returned fire with some heavy machine guns.
I had a dream that I cut myself shaving, looked in the mirror and realized I had a bald spot on the top of my head.
Has to mean something.
Quote from: Sharp Sticks on May 10, 2011, 06:47:18 PM
Has to mean something.
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Finally. My dreams are starting to get interesting again. Tails from the Sonic series stopped by my place. We ate some Chinese food and talked about old times. That was pretty cool.
I had a dream i went off to war to fight Taurans. And Spacemarines, Sweeper, and Sticks were all there.
Had a Neuromancer dream last night.
The world was kind of a mess of the Sprawl, Blade Runner's LA, and New Mombasa (Halo).
This was one of those drift dreams as I call them where you're in one dream and then it kinda flows into another subject, while maintaining some form of structure from the "past" one. I guess...(?) I was some kind of Case, but I didn't really have an objective. Molly was there, oh yes she certainly was.
Problem is, she was Molly. It was kinda scary.
Okay, I'm lying, it was
really scary. Thing is, she didn't have no mirror lenses, but just these nice, pretty green eyes. She wasn't as nice as her eyes though.
This gets pretty f**ked up:
Spoiler
[Insert random assortment of events that I can't necessarily remember] There was a lady going around town, having sex with men and having them wake up the next morning, hallucinating some horrible shit, and in a waking state of paralysis at the same time (sounds like that rape dino from the new Jurassic Park game). So I go to a community-team basketball game to watch (please, don't ask why) and I meet this one girl... yeah, long dreamy conversation engages that I forget, flirting like a dipshit, and it ends up with me going back to a combination of what should be my place but is really her place. Drawn out initiation with a strange conversation before anything sexual. Until, well, you know, the sexual stuff happened.
It kinda started like Case & Molly in the coffin, but it went strange, scary and downhill from there. There was a moment in which I realised that this was the girl going 'round town, making men's nights, and making their mornings terrifying and shitty. So we stopped, and I accused her of being 'that girl'. Awwww grrrrrrrl. Why you gotta go and do that. And that's when it got really scary. Of course, being the douchebag that I am, I thought that I was different from all those other guys and that maybe I changed her a little bit? More affection? Better talker? I don't know, something! So I was desperately scrambling with my words, watching her dead stare at me trying to prove myself worthy of NOT killing right there on the spot.
Of course, I was right, and I she was this girl, and this same thing would have likely happened to me, but then I got bold and tried talking to her in a more serious way, asking her why she does this kind of thing and whatnot-- how if she stayed with me (because she's really not that bad a girl; I say this with a shitlog in my undies) we could find a way of living that didn't involve... drugging men with an overzealous toxin and stealing all their shit. Cold response, more convincing counter, more sex? I don't know how these things work, but it was a dream. So. Y'know. I guess that explains the weird transitions. Morning comes after what had to be a long while, but I literally slept in my dream? Loading screen, gotta be. Anyways, morning comes and she's got some corporate ninjas after her, I open the door, I look behind me to see her naked and hiding behind the couch/pullout bed and I let the guy in. She kicks his ass and we run.
Dream continues, but it gets so incredibly surreal in terms of events and characters that I think I'd lose you. Half-best, half-scariest dream ever. And I wonder why I'm so intrigued by the femme fatales.
I wish I stayed in my Chuck-Halo dream. Yvonne was in CASE, goddamnit. D':
I should also mention than in all of my dreams, everything feels
very real.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EVtfPo5cmk# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EVtfPo5cmk#)
I had an interesting one a few days back. I was in the movie Total Recall as Quiad, but it was taking place in a combination of the Mass Effect and Halo universes. Unfortunatly, I woke up just as the fun was getting started.
Quote from: TheMonolith on Jun 12, 2011, 04:11:35 PM
Mass Effect universe. Unfortunatly, I woke up just as the fun was getting started.
Edited for relatability.
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DAMN IT
ALL
TO HELL!!
Nah. I was getting transported to a prison and Garrus was going to help me escape. Was going to be AWESOME!
MINE WAS TOO! ;-;
(I didn't know you were a fan of Mass Effect)
New fan. Just got started wit the first game and am still trying to work in time to play it.
Surprising, because on the topics of prison breaks, you'll be doing one in ME2.
Last night I had a Terminator themed dream. In first person (combined with shots just like a film!) I am a reprogrammed 'good' T-800, and I know that a superior kind of Terminator, the T-800 X (I know, I know; my subconscious doesn't rock with imagination) is sent to destroy me for some obscure reason. It reaches me in a shopping mall; knowing that I can't beat it in melee I search for a good weapon to destroy it; but it is chasing me. The T-800 X has no outer skin layer and looks just like a normal T-800, but is bigger and has white highlights on some parts, mainly the skull. Anyway, I try to hide from it, I run and try to take a weapon, but there are none in the Shopping Mall, the T-800 X finds me, but I promptly throw a shopping cart at it and run away again. I hide next to a bus but the T-800 X finds me, again, and says 'you can't escape anymore; stand still and be terminated'. Desperatedly I jump on it and begin to fight with it; it is stronger but I somehow get old of its arm and cut it off its body; sparks everywhere, the Terminator punches me with the other arm and I see my sunglasses flying. I punch it again and get it down to the ground, I punch it in the skull, which is crushed; fin of the dream, I wake up.
One of the coolest dreams I had in a while.
Cool dream OZ, but one question - if you were a machine why the glasses?
Bahaha. I dunno. I guess that was because T-800s usually wear sunglasses. :P
EDIT: effectively I wrote glasses, sorry.
Doh! That's what I get for paying attention lol
I was piloting a mech and took out Disneyland by shooting a lazer out of my mechs groin area. Then I flew off into space to see if there was anything important beyond pluto. There wasn't so I crashed into the sun and lived my life amongst the magma people. :P
Clint Eastwood was teaching me how to shoot a six shooter. And this one guy was running for a door, and i fired my revolver 4 times and missed all of them, and then Clint just shot once and he was dead. Clint Eastwood makes my dreams 10x badass.
Quote from: Shobidoo on Jun 23, 2011, 02:45:46 AM
Clint Eastwood was teaching me how to shoot a six shooter. And this one guy was running for a door, and i fired my revolver 4 times and missed all of them, and then Clint just shot once and he was dead. Clint Eastwood makes my dreams 10x badass.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kglf0BYXt7M#ws (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kglf0BYXt7M#ws)
Quote from: AliceApocalypse on Jun 22, 2011, 07:02:10 PM
Doh! That's what I get for paying attention lol
Well thank you. You uncovered a goof. :o :P
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I don't know why my dreams are getting interesting again , but last night I dreamed that I was in an open countryside, and I was walking on a earthy road; at a certain point I see a woman working on a garden. She notices me and comes towards me; she's Christina Hendricks in a red dress (! :o !) and without knowing me she invites me for a tea (!!), I get to her house, we have tea together and start talking about Tremors. Then the dream ends.
:'(
Had a dream tonight, I was watching a special episode of Doctor Who with the tenth doctor. All I remember is that he was on a desert planet and was being chased by a pack of Pig Lizards from Galaxy Quest.
I had a dream I had super powers and I became a superhero. But instead of putting the villains in jail... I killed them. Then there where no villains left to fight and I got angry and became evil and ruled the world with a iron fist.
Then I woke and I was like CRAP!!!!
So my dream started out in Perfection Nevada, with Val coming back to town to visit.
Most of the people from the first movie moved away but there were some new people and a circus in town.
Val meets Nathan Fillion (his "character" had a name but it didn't matter, he's Fillion. I think it might've been Leonard) who is apparently a business partner of his and the reason he came back,
They talk about things and in particular how Nathan didn't want to meet here.
They plan things out and say they'll go to a new manor set up in Perfection (a little ways from the circus) to discuss matters further, later.
Filllion leaves and then Val goes to the circus and sees a whole bunch of clowns and freaks doing different things.
One of them has razor sharp darts on his face that he pulls out and can throw with super accuracy, an he also shows he can throw other things like a harpoon and knives fast, hard, and accurately.
Another one in a wheel chair is apparently super intelligent and is asked questions by the crowd about random trivial facts which he answers correctly.
Then there was one who knew how to make explosives and fireworks and juggled them around for the show.
The last one is a guy (not a clown) who could lift incredibly large and heavy things. He showed this by throwing an elephant up and down like it was nothing, catching it each time.
Val then leaves the circus and walks around town talking to people he recognizes and people who recognize him from magazine articles and such.
He then finds that the shop from Tremors is owned by the little girl from the first movie and they talk for a while.
Later, at around sunset, Val is walking towards the Fillion manor when suddenly the ground starts to shake and the circus tent and a huge wall outside the manor collapse, making a sand dust cloud.
Fillion runs out of the building and sees Val, asking him what that was.
Val looks around, terrified and keeps muttering "it can't be, no no these bastards have to leave me alone...."
Fillion then grabs him and yells at him about what's going on and he can only respond with "Them the graboids it's the-"
The ground then shakes apart and a giant grabbed jumps out an grabs a clown we didn't see, as they all run from the tent. Val tells them to follow him and they all quickly get on the roof of the manor.
Fillion trips however and falls from the rooftop, yelling funnilly crazed curses.
Once on the ground he is told by Val to stop moving and does so, then grabs a few bricks around him and starts to throw them around to get the things attention, but no movement is felt.
Fillion looks up at Val and says "Do you think it's gone?"
Suddenly the ground shakes and Fillion is toppled over, and he runs toward the ladder on the side of the manor.
While this is going on Val is shouting about how this new one is bigger and it knows it makes the ground shake so it's using that to make them move and fall.
Fillion is then near the ladder when he is knocked back by the thing emerging.
He tries to turn in the other direction and run but his leg is caught by an extra long one of the tounges (which are now silver in color, and the graboid is a dark shade of brown red) he yells and tries to grab onto stuff as he is pulled in then he is completely dragged in as the others (Val and the clowns) yell in protest.
The group then discuss how the Graboid is leaving and that they'll have to take it out together when it comes back
From there it ended making me think this was some kind of pilot for a very bad Tremors tv show I imagined.
However I can't remember the end clearly because the moment Fillion died my brain went into uproar and I actually dreamed of writing about how angry I was at it because he died in the Unhappy thread :laugh:
This was a very... Intricate dream, and a long one.
Ha! Very cool.
Graboids killing clowns, now that's something to see. >:D
Had a dream that one of the family cats talked. Have those a lot.
They haven't told me to kill my family yet oddly enough.
I had a dream Charles Bronson was singing about how much he loves sandwhiches.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxDYi9gWuAE#ws (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LxDYi9gWuAE#ws)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqOKRk0sauM# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqOKRk0sauM#)
this was yesterday.
i was a covert cop or something. freelance more like. i had to get inside some sort of club, it was a huge, HUGE warehouse, find this kid and get him out safely because "something" was going to happen. the place was full of skinheads, bikers, and other undesirables. inside it was everything rusted metal and concrete, plataforms, stairs, chains, pipes and beams, very industrial. when i finally found the kid, kinda scrawny, very pale and a serious case of 1000 yard stare he ran away, i chase him to the last level, tackle him and he says something weird, the music stops and i drag him out, and suddently, EVERYONE IS KILLING. holy shit. there's a group of guys jumping at kids and cutting them apart, and doing all sorts of horrifying stuff with them, and soon the whole place is bathed with blood. i have no idea where so many victims came from. when they're done with it they all fall into some kind of deep trance and stand there, motionless and silent. i was in a closed room with the hostage waiting for them to come at us, we wait for almost an hour, and only then venture outside, and the smell was unbearable. when we walk among the killers some of them react and start following the kid around, i snap and start shooting them with a pistol i had hidden. then i start executing every single one of them, moving or not. i run out of bullet so i use an ice pick to stab them through the neck. when i'm done nobody is alive but me and the hostage. it was morning already. we walk out of the main entrance, covered in blood, the parents of the kid show up, i push him to them and just say "never f**king talk to me again" and walk away. it was a pretty nice morning. then i almost got run over by some street racers.
I recently dreamed I had a chance to have a conversation with my Grandmother (who passed October of 2007) and told her how much I missed her and that she now has two great grandchildren.
Amazing how much closure a dream can have with unresolvable issues.
I also tend to dream about elementary school a lot ... and work. Sometimes the characters overlap and exist where they aren't supposed to. Fascinating shit, dreams.
The memories of the dream are painful.
I remember a school where I was picked on and tormented, even violently attacked, but I fought back.
After school I would travel to a dimly-lit, pleasant Asian restaraunt to smile at the young waitress, but even here I was followed and attacked. The men were professionals, killers, and they hunted me mercilessly, but I found a way to escape. I was forced to face one as he cast his projectiles at me and struck, and I killed him. I hid from them in a tree and watched as they discussed my fate, then I slipped from the branches and journeyed through a zoo full of trapped animals that cursed me with maniac roars and howls. I fled past them in sadness and anger.
In the end, I followed the team of killers to a sprawling desert battlefield. Humans and machines were fighting brutally, killing each other in scores over a certain area within the field. It was apparently a portal to earth (?) and I joined the battle. I was always moving, striking and running and sailing through the air, killing many in the bitter, awful violence. They looked human, and they died like humans, but they were not. Near the end, one of our men saw the portal and ran screaming joyously for Earth, for home. The machines tore him to pieces with bullets, though he died with a smile on his face.
Then everything stopped, and images of my school, the restaraunt, the animals, everything began appearing before my eyes. There was a robot female, dancing with me at the school dance, her beautiful metal features shining in the lights as she circled around me laughing. The waitress was the same robot, and one of the animals at the zoo. In the end, they were all robots, and they told me that they were killing us because we could never love them. She told me she tried to kill me because I could never love her like she loved me.
It was funny that throughout the dream I felt that I had achieved a great feat of survival, and done powerful things to help my kind. In the end, I could do nothing but cry as if I had only been able to love her, none of it might have happened. The hundred times I had succeeded didn't matter, only the single time I failed.
:(
What a dream. I don't dream like this often, and in fact have been sort of depressed as I haven't been able to remember many of my dreams for about a month. I hate the feeling, like my dreams were robbed from me and I get no inner escape. I feel tormented by an invisible god.
Oh, and this. Of course, it had to be this playing:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0kGAz6HYM8#ws (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0kGAz6HYM8#ws)
Last week I had a dream where I got my little finger bitten off by a Crocodile, I didn´t feel it when it happened or after. For some f**ked up reason I was poking my finger.
Two days ago I had one where I was running from zombies in what I believe was Raccoon City (new RE Raccoon City), and all of a sudden my vision became blue and I started chasing people to eat them, I started of limping and then I became a sprinting zombie (ala DotD remake), scared the shit out of me.
Last night I dreamed that I was a space marine sent to deserted planet to clear out a viral infestation. I was sent there with a group of 18 other marines. One of them betrays us. Stealing the research data and finding out that he was an employee of a rival company that offered his $10 million dollars for the research data and a live specimen. After a few battles with infected civilians and monsters me and the last 6 marines find a group of scientists. I later find out they were the scientists that created the virus. I lead the remaining scientists to get off the planet before the rival company takes them hostage. 5 of the marine die in a surprise attack by the infected. I fake my death. While the scientists escape with the rookie. I lock myself in the laboratory that was used to create the virus. I hear them smashing at the door. After a few failed attempts I create a serum that can kill them all. I run thought them all and enter the ventilation system and release the gas into the air vents. I take a stealth ship and flight back to Earth as the base self destructs.
Last night I had a dream that Ash was doing to me what he did to Ripley. As I was fighting him his head came off and all that nasty android guts went every where. I woke up sick to my stomach, yuck.
To this day I can't watch that scene in the movie, it still makes me dizzy :-[
Dreamt that I was part of a group of freedom fighters in some communist dictatorship. Our rebel leader looked like a mix between Charlton Heston and David Carradine. We were attacked by soldiers in some urban environment. Charlton Carradine was the first to die, took a bullet in his neck. That's how we knew we were under attack. Our group took refuge in a building and while the others fought of the soldiers, I ran to the roof and escaped by climbing down a drain-pipe on the other side of the building. Turned out I was the only survivor as I ran away.
Fight to the end my ass. :laugh:
I had a dream lastnight that i was in the mountains panning for gold,and if i didn't meet the deadline i would be executed or something along that line,i was panicing needless to say.
For the first time in so many years I had a 'good' dream. =) Up until today all I could remember was nightmares. I found a horse, I've never rode one before, but I decided to wing it. At first nothing was going right, but then I got better, and I got better, until I was riding like an ace. The end.
I can't tell if what I had was a dream or a nightmare.
So I wake up midday and feel like my stomach hurts, my mom takes me to the doctor and an X-ray is preformed and pretty much the same that happens to Ripley in Alien 3 happens to me. I've got some weird ass crap inside me. The worst part is it that the thing doesn't explode out of my chest. No my f**ked up subconscious makes me take a dump to get it out. So later on me and my family are hanging out at a restaurant in front of a mall that looks like a cross between Red Lobster and T.G.I Fridays. All of sudden a mummy with machine guns that shoot blue laser breaks through the door of the restuarant, I get my family out and I go back to take on the mummy things and I start blasting them with their own guns, then right before I wake up I pussy out and nearly die.
That is the worst dream I've had in a long time, so f**king disturbing I don't even want to sleep tonight. :-[
I was in a large mall and I ran into Charlie Sheen and Emilio Estevez. Charlie had overcome his mental problems and was very polite. The three of us sat down and discussed the movies they had been in.
The following dream happened the night after I'd been trawling the Interwebz for reference pictures of the P2 weapons for hours:
In my house there is a room that I use as an art studio, and I was in there and I'd actually started constructing the armour for my Ladypred cosplay. And sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of me was the lovely Pussyface, giving me disapproving looks as I was making the armour, and at the same time being useful and holding my sticky tape for me. Then, for some reason, my friend shows up and grabs the end of the tape and wraps Pussyface up in it. Then both disappear, leaving me standing in the middle of Bourne Woods (look it up, it's a famous place) with an encylopedia of mushrooms and a roll of Sellotape.
Weird. My subconscious needs a holiday.
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
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Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Spoiler
Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Quote from: Laufey on Oct 31, 2011, 06:39:05 PM
I had a dream last night that Sweeper and myself met in person and discussed the growth of our beards. Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Strikes me as a pretty weird thing to dream about, bet there's a hidden meaning in there somewhere. :laugh:
Argh, have mercy on my poor mind. :laugh:
I had a dream that I was Optimus Prime and I was fighting Micheal Bay :laugh:.
I dream I married mary elizabeth winstead and have a big freaking house
BOOYAH
Holy f**k, dude, WE GET IT.
Quote from: r888 on Nov 02, 2011, 06:49:38 AM
I dream I married mary elizabeth winstead and have a big freaking house
BOOYAH
Still not as bad as Shadow Pred and Zooey Doucheface I reckon
What.
ShadowPred uses Zooey Deschanel as an aesthetic, this guy uses Mary Elizabeth Winstead as a closet-based worship shrine.
Huh. Looks the same to me.
Not any more than yours are creepy Cybermen worship sigs. It's all in the content of what the person is actually posting. That said, having the person's name in large type is pretty f**kin' weird.
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Nov 02, 2011, 09:38:32 AM
Not any more than yours are creepy Cybermen worship sigs. It's all in the content of what the person is actually posting. That said, having the person's name in large type is pretty f**kin' weird.
But it's not -
Ah now I see.
Yeah that's weird.
I dream once I was a blackwatch soilder from prototype
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Last night I dreamed ...
That I was riding a bike with Jack Black across a plastic bridge and I rode off the road into the ditch only to find that it was full of scattered food ... like from a destroyed picnic basket. I crawled on my hands and knees and came to a pipe that was dripping chocolate syrup. Only it wasn't really chocolate syrup ... it was blood.
Later I was hanging out with Thor and the Warriors 3 in Asgard and Conan was there (a realistic version of the Frazetta painting, not from the movies) and he was ripping the tops off of women. (?) Thor told me the rainbow road was fixed and that he was helping people from another galaxy relocate.
Later still ... Luke and Leia are walking towards a glowing portal and I hear Luke say "We can go to Pandora and become Avatars." Thor still has Han (in carbonite) in Odin's treasure chamber. I hear Loki say "That's going to be worth a lot one day."
I wake up ... only I'm in a kids bedroom like Elliott's from E.T. In the bed adjacent to mine is my younger brother Sharp Sticks and he is eating Star Wars figures with a plastic shark from the 1970's Jaws board game.
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I remember I was on a pirate ship with captain Barbossa. I asked if he and Jack were friends, and in a disgusted tone he said yes, and I felt disappointed.
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Nov 03, 2011, 07:16:33 PM
Last night I dreamed ...
That I was riding a bike with Jack Black across a plastic bridge and I rode off the road into the ditch only to find that it was full of scattered food ... like from a destroyed picnic basket. I crawled on my hands and knees and came to a pipe that was dripping chocolate syrup. Only it wasn't really chocolate syrup ... it was blood.
Later I was hanging out with Thor and the Warriors 3 in Asgard and Conan was there (a realistic version of the Frazetta painting, not from the movies) and he was ripping the tops off of women. (?) Thor told me the rainbow road was fixed and that he was helping people from another galaxy relocate.
Later still ... Luke and Leia are walking towards a glowing portal and I hear Luke say "We can go to Pandora and become Avatars." Thor still has Han (in carbonite) in Odin's treasure chamber. I hear Loki say "That's going to be worth a lot one day."
I wake up ... only I'm in a kids bedroom like Elliott's from E.T. In the bed adjacent to mine is my younger brother Sharp Sticks and he is eating Star Wars figures with a plastic shark from the 1970's Jaws board game.
http://i1208.photobucket.com/albums/cc377/BatChainPuller/jawsgame.jpg
One of the coolest dreams ever, no doubt. :laugh:
Edit: I just dreamt that there was a Halloween special of Dexter which crossed over with Scream V. Pretty awesome...
But then I woke up and had to face the cruel reality.
I had a nightmare then a dream.
The nightmare was basicly me under water with a great white shark the size of a large bus. Not. fun. at. all.
The dream, I'm back in high school, the doorways in and out of school have these check points for some reason. I sneak through then walk along casually. Then I look behind me and there is this guard yelling at me in Spanish (?). I'm like "Oh this is just great...", then when he touches me on the shoulder I knock his ass to the ground, I go down to punch his face in and he gets one punch in my face, I said something like "You hit like an insect" then with one hand on his shirt collar and my other in a fist I just keep smashing his face in. I then woke up... punching my pillow...
I tend to remember nightmares better than dreams, really. I remember one where I dreamt I saw a light in my bathroom so I went to check it out. I tried to open the door but there was resistance. Then something pulled me in and lifted me off the ground and I started screaming. That's when my brother had to wake me up because I was actually screaming.
Another one was a sleep paralysis. Lying in my bed and looked up and saw a long shadow, looked again and the shadow was still there. I started to scream (again) and that when I woke up (I sorta was already awake, I became unparalized) and realized I was seeing the outline of the shelf over my bed.
I keep on having this nightmare about a black dog that crashes through my window and goes ape on me....It's even more weird because I would lock my door and be working before it came ??? And also weird cause I hate dogs! I can't stand the things...
I dreamed I was getting chased by John Ryder a few nights ago. I was in such a rush i stopped to steal some ice cream in order to give my escape some flavor.
Raining outside. Go out onto front porch. Look up into sky. Grey clouds swirling apart reveling some sort of thick disk shaped craft with different sized layers spinning in opposite directions.
Feeling of awe and panic. Feel heart beat in throat and ears. Low frequency hum growing louder ... not so much a sound than something invisible taking up more and more of the air. Can't breath.
Feel small bead like things in my mouth. Spit them into my hand. My teeth are falling out.
I dreamed I met Chuck Norris last night.
He was an asshole.
But on the plus side I got to kill lots of zombies.
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 02, 2011, 03:07:58 PM
I dreamed I met Chuck Norris last night.
He was an asshole.
But on the plus side I got to kill lots of zombies.
Lucky bastard
I had a dream I was Uroboros in a lab and wanted to get out of the lab and start my own decoration company but Chris redfeild and Sheva attacked me :( I wasn't gonna hurt anyone... much ;D
I had the weirdest dream last night, involving John Slattery and shifting/morphing furniture. Still trying to figure that one out... ???
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I had a dream about The The Jungle Book last night. I was walking through the woods with Baloo, who was this huge grey bear, with a face that mostly consisted of sharp teeth if I remember correctly. We were talking about something when we both stopped, having heard something sneaking around in the bushes. We both feared it would be a tiger, but turns out it was just Bagheera keeping an eye on us.
Just felt like a weird subject to suddenly dream about. I haven't seen the movie for years.
I had a dream where I was on a pirate ship with Barbossa. I asked if he was friends with Jack Sparrow and he rolled his eyes and said yes, and I felt disappointed.
Man i had the craziest dream lastnight,more like a nightmare.There was these things they looked like headcrabs from Half life only smaller.
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They would explode on you and it would burn your skin,but if you got it into your mouth or eyes it would turn you into a zombie,but these weren't ordinary zombies,they looked like people and acted like people so you never knew who was who.If you hit one of these zombie sleepers they were real fragile they would break apart and all goo would come out of them.The whole dream was me trying to survive woke up in a sweat.
I had a dream that I was on the Avengers set and then Iron Man put on a bath robe with an Iron Man suit pattern on it and it turned into an Iron Man suit with moon physics. He was floating around and shit and Cap was just staring at him like 'WTF'.
I wanna know what's up with my subconscious mind.
All I can say about my last dream is that there were lots of explosions and lots of vehicles crashing into each other, oh and flying cartoon sharks that had their tails replaced with rockets, and shot .50 cal bullets out of their mouths.
I was Snake Plissken last night.
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 08, 2011, 09:43:16 PM
I was Snake Plissken last night.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G8-WqTtfXho# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G8-WqTtfXho#)
8)
Am I the only one who first read that as I was Snake Plissken's last night? :laugh:
i just had the weirdest f**king dream. first it was a war torn XIX-century european city full of scraps and leopard tanks and barricades. the streets were all weird, narrow, irregular, and there was only quietness. i was a little kid building stuff out of cardboard. something like a fort. then i recall hearing something. i walked down the street and suddenly i was in an old west town, but all the buildings were seven or eight stories tall, with tilted surfaces and ladders everywhere, it looked almost like feudal japan. and people were escaping to an underground tunnel while two men dueling it out outside. there was this weird purple hue on everything. and then i noticed pools of coffee of different kinds in the dirt. i could only presume that dispute was related to coffee wasting, i guess. and then a storm began.
I had a dream last night that I was part of the actual Avengers, they were real in society today and I was Hawkeye! My obsession with him had paid off. We were in Vegas fighting against an evil Hullk, a girl who had been taken over by the Venom symbiote, and a bunch of henchmen. Iron Man and Cap' were taking on Hulk, Thor and Widow were handling the Henchmen, and before I jumped into action I was watching it on a movie screen with my Uncle, which I was complaining that Hawkeye doesn't get enough action in the movie, then finally I was put into the costume and I was fighting the Venom-Bitch. And my brother was Cap, My uncle was Iron Man, my friend was Thor, my old high school P.E. teacher was Hulk, and one of my ex-gf was the Venom-Bitch.
I was doing flips and turns and shooting arrows like a young Hawkeye fan could only dream of. After the battle Coulson and Sam Jackson came out to tell the city this was a show with very professional actors and that everyone can return to their usual activities. And the city cheered us on, man it was the best. Sadly it was one of those dreams your brain makes you think is actually real, I woke up.. and well you know.. :-[
Quote from: MudButt on Dec 09, 2011, 06:19:05 PM
I had a dream last night that I was part of the actual Avengers, they were real in society today and I was Hawkeye! My obsession with him had paid off. We were in Vegas fighting against an evil Hullk, a girl who had been taken over by the Venom symbiote, and a bunch of henchmen. Iron Man and Cap' were taking on Hulk, Thor and Widow were handling the Henchmen, and before I jumped into action I was watching it on a movie screen with my Uncle, which I was complaining that Hawkeye doesn't get enough action in the movie, then finally I was put into the costume and I was fighting the Venom-Bitch. And my brother was Cap, My uncle was Iron Man, my friend was Thor, my old high school P.E. teacher was Hulk, and one of my ex-gf was the Venom-Bitch.
I was doing flips and turns and shooting arrows like a young Hawkeye fan could only dream of. After the battle Coulson and Sam Jackson came out to tell the city this was a show with very professional actors and that everyone can return to their usual activities. And the city cheered us on, man it was the best. Sadly it was one of those dreams your brain makes you think is actually real, I woke up.. and well you know.. :-[
That a awesome dream
Quote from: r888 on Dec 10, 2011, 05:03:46 AM
Quote from: MudButt on Dec 09, 2011, 06:19:05 PM
I had a dream last night that I was part of the actual Avengers, they were real in society today and I was Hawkeye! My obsession with him had paid off. We were in Vegas fighting against an evil Hullk, a girl who had been taken over by the Venom symbiote, and a bunch of henchmen. Iron Man and Cap' were taking on Hulk, Thor and Widow were handling the Henchmen, and before I jumped into action I was watching it on a movie screen with my Uncle, which I was complaining that Hawkeye doesn't get enough action in the movie, then finally I was put into the costume and I was fighting the Venom-Bitch. And my brother was Cap, My uncle was Iron Man, my friend was Thor, my old high school P.E. teacher was Hulk, and one of my ex-gf was the Venom-Bitch.
I was doing flips and turns and shooting arrows like a young Hawkeye fan could only dream of. After the battle Coulson and Sam Jackson came out to tell the city this was a show with very professional actors and that everyone can return to their usual activities. And the city cheered us on, man it was the best. Sadly it was one of those dreams your brain makes you think is actually real, I woke up.. and well you know.. :-[
That a awesome dream
You have no idea.
The night before I had a random sex dream, nuff said.
I just had a dream about two huge "Thing" creatures fighting each other. ;D
I've had this same kinda dream for years. I keep dreaming lions are chasing me. It is so vividly real that I wake up sweating and my heart is beating like a drum. Sometimes I'm outside in my yard, here in the Midwest in America, where there are no lions at all, and in the distance I can see them in the tall grass. I try to warn others, but they dont believe me. I have to run and get into my house, but sometimes they sprint after me and get in. Then, I'm running up the stairs, trying desperately to get into the attic. Sometimes I try and yell at them. This is when my wife laughs at me in the morning, because if you try and talk in your sleep and your brain isnt working, and your tongue is stuck to the roof of your mouth, you sound fully retarded apparently, like "nnnnnhyaaaaaa"!
My other weird dream combines my fear of claustrophobia and the movie"the Descent". Im crawling through a dark maze underground, and have to fit through these small passages, and in some areas these monsters are coming out of a deep pit. I have also had different versions of this one.
Last night was an interesting one.
I was driving a car down a dark road and ended up driving it right off a small cliff (about 15 feet) and into the ocean. I was able to get out no problem. I wound up at a friend's house in my hometown. When I went inside, no one was there. A tanker truck and some redneck guys pulled up out front. I recall having a confrontation with the rednecks and ran back to the house because I was worried the tanker truck would explode. It did and that somehow managed to attract a hungry T Rex. I, and a bunch of other people, hid by the side of the road as it came by. I was scared because I was knelt under a small overhang and was worried about getting cornered there.
My dreams are getting fun again. For the longest time it was just me at school.
Quote from: Crazy Rich on Dec 12, 2011, 08:03:47 AM
The night before I had a random sex dream, nuff said.
Those are clearly the best.
On my Grandmother's back porch facing the woods. Early morning light and the trees split apart and several over sized Elephants (Mûmakil, Oliphaunt sized) come striding towards the screened in porch.
Have just enough time to rush everyone into the house before tusks and trunks explode through the screen and wood, tearing off the roof. Splintered debris everywhere. Roaring.
Peaking through the windows as they circle the house. A mass of grey wrinkled skin moving past is all I can see. One shoves a tree over with a massive foot. It falls out of my sight beyond the window frame and the house shakes. I have to record this!
I grab my video camera and crawl out onto the upstairs roof. Recording down as more of them join in the demolition. The roof sways beneath my feet. These things want to kill us.
I will just sum this up:
I was my Batman OC (Original Character) and I killed Robin by ripping into his chest and pulling out his organs with my teeth. (She is some sort of werewolf genetic experiment). Broke into buildings terrorized people killed people ate people. Finally the epic show down between me and Batman in a museum.
I dreamed about death, I dreamt of my confusion of what happens when I am no more ??? And I'm not scared of it any more....
I dream that I was harry potter casting out powerful spells and destroy the avengers suck on that thor and iron man
Then I woke up damn
It was like I was viewing and episode of the Gilmore Girls but they were in a desert traveling in a silver car I don't remember why but at one point the car fell of a little cliff landing on it's back and fliped over like a warthog, but it ended with me wanting to make my own honey and asking my mum what I would call my cousins.
I dreamt I woke up and went to my desk and it was covered in xbox 360 magazines :D ???
It was a zombie survival and everytime thinngs got truely hopeless I would open my eyes and be standing next to a window looking down a grow number of zombie looking for a way in then turn and say "We have to move!". Then as we opened the door a dark hair woman with a blue and yellow summer dress would be our first zombie attack. Like it was a video game and they spawned in the same place when you die. Some of the zombie carried these white bottles that let out acid. It was real deal no win situation the last time I tried to get out they got us at the stairs I just remember acid flying everywhere.
I had a dream before that I think it was how I got to that place all I remember is a old man flying and me in back it was a stunt plane, and after I died for the final time I saw a little girl with a back pack find a pond and start fishing init.
I dreamed about tornadoes.
Quote from: Hive Tyrant on Dec 26, 2011, 02:01:53 PM
I dreamed about tornadoes.
One of them brought your house on the Wicked Witch of the East's?
it's 3.36am here, so I'm going to dream about marriage again probably in a couple of minutes, joy...
Quote from: Hive Tyrant on Dec 26, 2011, 02:01:53 PM
I dreamed about tornadoes.
I have at least one of those a year, ever since I was six.
Maybe it is just because I find them fascinating.
I dreamed about TransFormers a few nights back. I don't remember much except that it was like the first Bay film but with G1 designs and no Shia. Was pretty nice.
I dream about me riding a chimera
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Last night I dreamed I was going down a road, and at a certain point there was this enormous house. For some reason I decided to enter it. Inside, it was pretty much like a ginormous mall. There were long shelves, at least four per wall, on which there were stalagmite-looking things. They were transparent, faintly self-luminous, and when I touched them, I would somehow jump in a motion picture. First one I jumped in was Tremors, I could see a Graboid coming out of the ground just like in the film, near the end. Then somehow I got sucked back to this mall, and touched another of those stalagmite-esque formations. All of a sudden I was in the Nostromo, with Ripley running down the corridors, at a certain point the Alien pops out of nowhere and screams 'Intercom!!'. That's when I woke up.
I dreamed that I was on the Nostromo once. There was an entire Hive on board.
And I got adopted.
It was odd.
I had a dream that I was a sandwich ;D
Yes. And you were delicious.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JfUM5xHUY4M#noexternalembed-ws (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JfUM5xHUY4M#noexternalembed-ws)
Quote from: Terx2 on Dec 28, 2011, 03:23:22 AM
I had a dream that I was a sandwich ;D
I hope you had ham and mustard seeds in you ;D
I dreamed that while at a Ren Fair, I got stalked by the killer from Final Exam.
Of all the slasher movies out there, it had to be Final Exam.
Oh well. At least it wasn't the killer from Don't Go in the Woods.
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 28, 2011, 02:37:55 PM
I dreamed that while at a Ren Fair, I got stalked by the killer from Final Exam.
Of all the slasher movies out there, it had to be Final Exam.
Oh well. At least it wasn't the killer from Don't Go in the Woods.
Whats a Ren Fair ?
I dreamt I was in a space ship and I was floating around ;D But so was a facehugger so I was trying to float away but I couldn't :laugh: weird since I never have bad dreams about aliens/predators.....It was funning though.
Quote from: fry1236 on Dec 29, 2011, 01:32:58 AM
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 28, 2011, 02:37:55 PM
I dreamed that while at a Ren Fair, I got stalked by the killer from Final Exam.
Of all the slasher movies out there, it had to be Final Exam.
Oh well. At least it wasn't the killer from Don't Go in the Woods.
Whats a Ren Fair ?
Renaissance festival.
I dreamt I was in a hick town, and I was in a large van, trying to dodge bullets from a passing gang. There other things that went on, but the details are way to vague to make any sense, I think they were images of a strip mall.
I get some of the weirdest dreams where I'm in a situation, I've never had any experience with in real life.
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 29, 2011, 02:34:07 AM
Quote from: fry1236 on Dec 29, 2011, 01:32:58 AM
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 28, 2011, 02:37:55 PM
I dreamed that while at a Ren Fair, I got stalked by the killer from Final Exam.
Of all the slasher movies out there, it had to be Final Exam.
Oh well. At least it wasn't the killer from Don't Go in the Woods.
Whats a Ren Fair ?
Renaissance festival.
Ok......Whats a Renaissance festival ;D
Surely you can't be serious. ::)
A renaissance festival is a festival where one is put into a small town or park that has been re-worked to appear like a midieval village. You get to buy swoards, munch on giant turkey legs, go to archery ranges, meet jesters, all that stuff.
Renaissance festivals are always so disappointing.
I've never EVER seen a Dragon in there.
We got to see a minotaur. The work he did on his feet was pretty awesome.
Plus I went as a polymorphed dragon. Does that count?
Quote from: TheMonolith on Dec 29, 2011, 02:49:41 PM
Surely you can't be serious. ::)
A renaissance festival is a festival where one is put into a small town or park that has been re-worked to appear like a midieval village. You get to buy swoards, munch on giant turkey legs, go to archery ranges, meet jesters, all that stuff.
;D Archery.
It started with me in some kinda of undergound prison being over run by infected creatures, there was the guy wearing the black hat from Claymore who was the leader of the marines and I had to fight an infected bear to get top side. Outside I found myself walking along a street were I saw a school next to a graveyard I was more scared of the school and went to the graveyard, found some useful items in the grave. I think it was beer and other stuff like that :laugh: all I can remember is the black bag and say's "Oh? theres 3 not 2 how I'm I gonna run with this?" As I leave I past a grave that has flowers and hate letters. It seemed like this guy killed his family but that wasn't true or something and people knew the truth sadly I didn't, the name said Dexter Morgan but it felt like it was mine ???. As I'm looking at it I hear the bell ring and these 3 kids come out of the school. They couldn't of been more than 8 years old but I was shitting myself one of them picks up a sticks and starts walking towards me. I see what looks like the stampede from Jamanji heading this way in the background. As the kid goes to hit me I ran to the left then out towards the main road a kid on a ledge tries to jump at me but is picked off by an infected saber-tooth tiger. I say to myself "Thank god!" runninng on the pavement the stampede is raging in the middle of the street I'm running along the side it as I turn to see if any of the kids are following a infected boar see that I'm not one of the infected and starts to chase me. I'm carrying so much shit that running was hard so I grabed one of the cans and poured it over myself and turned into batman, the creature no far behind me. There was these cars speeding down the road I ran past one and barely dogde the other and as the bull couldn't see me I did the Batman Begins Dark Knight dissappearing tick.
It ended with me meeting up and taking all the stuff I had to the Marines place outside of the prison. Some guy acting cool walks in with a girl around his arm, the girl smiled at me but the marines intimadated them and they walk outside to were the other non millarty personal was. As they closed the door I get nudged forwards as I turn to see the marines smiling I say "f**k it" and walk to the door as I open it I hear a girl saying "0.7.9" and wake up.
All my dreams are a f**king fight for survival it's been awhile since I made it to the end. :)
I was going at school, I enter the square just before it, when suddenly I see an enormous, luminescent red-orange shark fin cutting through the asphalt, and then a ginormous shark, always red-orange, bursts out of the ground and smashes through the school. That's when I woke up.
I had a dream repeat. Sneak out of school, beat the shit out of Spanish guard by relentlessly pounding his face in because I was provoked.
Is this a sign of a dormant nature or something?
Quote from: Crazy Rich on Jan 11, 2012, 10:05:43 PM
I had a dream repeat. Sneak out of school, beat the shit out of Spanish guard by relentlessly pounding his face in because I was provoked.
Is this a sign of a dormant nature or something?
At least you didn't have rubber fists in your dream,i hate rubber fist dreams.
Rubber fist? That would of been safer for the Spanish guard... who isn't identifiable by face anymore...
Quote from: Lie on Jan 11, 2012, 02:06:46 PM
It started with me in some kinda of undergound prison being over run by infected creatures, there was the guy wearing the black hat from Claymore who was the leader of the marines and I had to fight an infected bear to get top side. Outside I found myself walking along a street were I saw a school next to a graveyard I was more scared of the school and went to the graveyard, found some useful items in the grave. I think it was beer and other stuff like that :laugh: all I can remember is the black bag and say's "Oh? theres 3 not 2 how I'm I gonna run with this?" As I leave I past a grave that has flowers and hate letters. It seemed like this guy killed his family but that wasn't true or something and people knew the truth sadly I didn't, the name said Dexter Morgan but it felt like it was mine ???. As I'm looking at it I hear the bell ring and these 3 kids come out of the school. They couldn't of been more than 8 years old but I was shitting myself one of them picks up a sticks and starts walking towards me. I see what looks like the stampede from Jamanji heading this way in the background. As the kid goes to hit me I ran to the left then out towards the main road a kid on a ledge tries to jump at me but is picked off by an infected saber-tooth tiger. I say to myself "Thank god!" runninng on the pavement the stampede is raging in the middle of the street I'm running along the side it as I turn to see if any of the kids are following a infected boar see that I'm not one of the infected and starts to chase me. I'm carrying so much shit that running was hard so I grabed one of the cans and poured it over myself and turned into batman, the creature no far behind me. There was these cars speeding down the road I ran past one and barely dogde the other and as the bull couldn't see me I did the Batman Begins Dark Knight dissappearing tick.
It ended with me meeting up and taking all the stuff I had to the Marines place outside of the prison. Some guy acting cool walks in with a girl around his arm, the girl smiled at me but the marines intimadated them and they walk outside to were the other non millarty personal was. As they closed the door I get nudged forwards as I turn to see the marines smiling I say "f**k it" and walk to the door as I open it I hear a girl saying "0.7.9" and wake up.
All my dreams are a f**king fight for survival it's been awhile since I made it to the end. :)
For all the people that read this I'm sorry for all the mistake, I was in a rush to get it all down. :D
I dream that I was fighting this awesome monster
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That one precisely?
Whoa man, I wish it was this easy for me to fixate something in my dreams.
I dreamt of world war 3. I was at an airport working ( ??? ) with a few friends and all the sudden millions of people are lining up to get out of the country (I couldn't tell but I think it was Australia) so I was asking all these random people whats going on and they wouldn't answer cause they were aiding the wounded (another ??? ) and finally my friend walks up to me and I ask and they go into this whole conversation with me but it's muted. and then I go "So we are talking about a war ? like world war 3 ?" and she goes yeah, then I say "So where the f**k is everyone going ?" and when I turn around my friend was gone. Then all the sudden I was in Assassin creed clothes and someone (another assassin) was yelling at me to kill all bad guys and I was elling at them that we can't stab tanks.....Then I woke up in tears ::)
Dreams are supposed to have meanings. I hope this one doesn't.
lmao :laugh:
That was a legendary plot twist! :laugh:
My dream ? :laugh:
No, my retcon of it featuring Yog-Sothoth tasting an ice-cream.
Yes, your dream. What else would Lie's post refer to?
Lot's of blood everywhere in my last dream. Lots. I still don't know why though. :-\
I was asleep at my cabin, having a very strange and wonderful dream (which I cannot remember), when suddenly my brother came into my room to wake me up. He told me that we were gonna go skiing soon, so I had to get ready. Which was strange, because he was in his normal clothes, not his ski clothes. So, anyways, I wake up, go upstairs, and see my parents just lounging about, reading the paper and their books. I asked if they'd sent my brother down to wake me up. They didn't. I dreamt the whole thing.
One of my dreams woke me up from a dream I was having inside of that dream.
Quote from: SpaceMarines on Jan 21, 2012, 10:13:51 PM
One of my dreams woke me up from a dream I was having inside of that dream.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkvNmb9tMII#ws (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkvNmb9tMII#ws)
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Jan 21, 2012, 09:38:44 PM
No, my retcon of it featuring Yog-Sothoth tasting an ice-cream.
Yes, your dream. What else would Lie's post refer to?
;D.....I so new that.
I had a dream yesterday I was freedy krugear and I was smuggling Mexicans and drugs in the USA ;D
Quote from: Terx2 on Jan 22, 2012, 01:43:07 PM
freedy krugear
YAY for steampunk dream killers.
I dreamt of world war 3 again..... :-\ getting creepy, but this one was Halo-ish.
I dreamt that me and a group of people were being chased by a T-rex, Godzilla and a queen xenomorph :-\
I had a dream that I got a letter saying I was now enrolled in a university for special people. It was AvPGalaxy University. Everyone was there, their faces were their avatar pictures and their bodies were all buff white people bodies. It was creepy.
I dreamt that my school 'cineforum' is approved. When I come to a hall to pick the permission up, two gloved hands come out of a table in the center of the room, and they give it to me.
The permission reads:
'You are allowed to make your Cineforum, you are however allowed to just see the following films:
Starship Troopers 2'
Having read it, I enter a raging state and begin slamming chairs onto the table. Then the dream ends.
Ok another weird one.
In my dream there was me (about 20 years old) another 20 year old guy and woman (I think they were related) and this tiny little girl, sorta like Newt but she wasn't. Anyway, me and the guy had assassin hidden blades, but for some reason mine was jammed :D and we had taken something from the predator and he was chasing us for days and days and all the sudden me and the kid , guy , woman just stopped and was going through a bag. The little girl had a little plastic bracelet on that had a little plastic pink spider on it ??? (weird) and the predator walked right up to her (I think I tried to attack him and failed epically) and he grabbed her arm and took the spider off and put like fangs or something on it and he put it on cardboard and it bit strait through it like it was nothing and then he put it back on her so obviously he was showing us what would happen so we were like woa ! ok heres your thing and the woman gave him something and he disappeared (not cloaked) and then I wok up ???
Ok then...
My dreams have been pretty innocent.
Last night Carradine and Powers Boothe took on swamp monsters at boot camp and they escaped on a submarine.
You've recently seen Dinocroc Vs. Supergator, alright.
I dream that I was iron man
flying, kicking ass, saving the world
I had a dream I was fighting in the Xenomorph Apocalypse.
With a pulse rifle in LA shooting down hoardes of Drones till a Ravager Alien came charging towards me.
I dreamed The Dark Knight Rises and Man of Steel were connected and Batman and Superman shared screen time in both movies.
Only, the core action of Man of Steel takes place a long time after the events of The Dark Knight Rises.
Super realistic dream. I still feel like it's true.
I dreamed this...
It was night time, I was infront of my house when about 30 bikers came with thir engines roaring. They were just ooking aroun, throwing shit around, the leader (the most long yet ridiculous hair) looks at my house and says "Burn it". Then as it started raining they start rounding up my family and start throwing them into the house. I was the last one, I was scared, I resisted. Then I'm now in a one on one fight with the leader, I was losing. It then turned into an arm on arm fight, pretty much like arm wrestling, I was losing as first but then time began to slow down, I then felt a surge of new strengh, then I suddenly go from losing to completely dislocating the leader's arm. When I let go time returned to normal and I watched as his blood soaked arm was just swinging around like a toy and he screamed in pain and terror. I then turned to see my home glowing red and orange. I opened the door and ran in to the rescue but the flames vanished and my family was just on the ground alive and well. I then went back outside to hear in the distance the engines of bikers who rode off in haste and fear, the rain had stopped and it wasn't dark out anymore.
I dreamt that i was albert wesker and my plan was to spread uroboros via fish to infect the entire world.
something like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yI1Wr-mKjT4# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yI1Wr-mKjT4#)
Oh God, last night was full of Meg dreams for some reason. I haven't even read those books in a while.
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It was horrible. I'm now terribly scared of the sea for a good while. :'(
Last night, I dreamt that I was living in my old house, only none of my family members actually looked like themselves. I can't remember all the details, but I know a cloaked Predator was in there, trying to kill us. He was messing with us, really, pointing his laser sights at us without actually doing anything. I remember we all ran out of the house at night, and we eventually went to this desert-like place where we bought shotguns and stun-darts. I was the only person who knew what the Predator looked like when visible (because I guess there were no Predator movies in this dream-verse), and that information was somehow valuable.
Some days ago I dreamt that I was teaching human rights along with a teacher of mine... to octopi.
I dream I had godzilla as a pet
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Feb 17, 2012, 07:35:54 PM
Some days ago I dreamt that I was teaching human rights along with a teacher of mine... to octopi.
did it work?
I dunno, at a certain point one asked a question, but it was in... octopian, or else. Couldn't understand a word hahaha. But they seemed to be interested.
I dreamt that Judi Dench played Catwoman in Batman TAS. A younger Judi Dench, but her nonetheless. :D
What do you mean, she voiced Catwoman from the show, or she was actually Catwoman? :D
She was Catwoman, but in a animated style.
Yeah, pretty damn weird. :laugh:
Had a dream where I was piloting an Eva unit. It was fun...until the MP Eva's showed up, then it stopped being fun and became a full on nightmare. :'(
I've had plenty of bizarre dreams, but you know what's seriously unnerving? When you wake up and can't move. It happened to me last night, lying on my side with one arm out a bit. Something felt like it was grabbing at my arm from beyond the bed-sheets, but I couldn't turn around to see "it". This went on for about half a minute while I managed to groan out the words "f**k off". I finally "woke up" and turned around, but surprise surprise, nothing was there.
Now, I don't know about anyone else, but it's shit like that which can drive a perfectly normal person nuts. That's not the first time it's happened. A few months ago, something was grabbing me at the arms. Or how, months before that, I glimpsed a shadowy figure standing next to my bed. I'm not bullshitting and it's probably all just hallunications in that state between sleeping and awake, but it's not at all fun when it does happen.
its called sleep paralysis (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis)
I'm prone to it too
I wouldn't say I'm "prone" to it, but it does happen every now and then. Not exactly enjoyable.
I had a dream I was anikan skywalker fighting obi-wan in revenge of the sith. But instead of jumping towards obi-wan in the movie I force pulled him towards me, lept over him and force pushed him into the lava.
Quote from: Topazora on Feb 28, 2012, 07:38:00 PM
its called sleep paralysis (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleep_paralysis)
I'm prone to it too
That sometimes happens to me as well... >_>
I'm conscious, but my body doesn't answer for a few seconds. Then it 'unlocks'.
Anybody have that thing happen when you wake up but stuff from your dream is still visible for a few seconds?
Pretty interesting stuff.
I was on the run from the damn Pod People again a few nights ago.
Chain reaction car accident. Out of car assessing damage. My wife and kids are missing. I find them curled up together in some tall grass by the side of the road. They are incredibly small, fitting all into my arms. I cradle and hurry them off to safety from the roaring road. Down a dirt road ramp into an underground, somehow well lit, natural formed parking garage like structure. I place them on the clay like floor. A booming voice all around "You are not welcome here human." I catch glimpses of tall, possibly horned, long limbed beings gliding in and out of view between stone/clay columns. "You are mistaken" I say, feeling my body twist and double in upon itself. "I am one of you." I lower myself to the clay floor and then I begin to change.
When I think about it I think I too am prone to sleep paralysis. I'll feel like I just woke up but I can't move anything, with the exception of moving my head a little a few times, and I see, hear, and even feel things that seem so real.
One time I felt like I woke up, but couldn't move anything except my head a little bit. I then start hearing this growling that sounds so real (to my left), in fact it sounded something like this only real, louder, and right to my left...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFZPhf5p-BU# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NFZPhf5p-BU#)
I tried to bravely turn my head to see but my body wouldn't let me turn that far, everything else was frozen. Then at the loudest roar I really woke up.
There is only one time I actualy liked 'sleep paralysis' because it was more sexy than scary. I think I should be a gentleman and say no more than that.
I sometimes get some f**ked up dreams. The only dream I can remember from a few nights ago were naked women fighting Cthullu... :-\
Quote from: Topazora on Mar 07, 2012, 09:00:08 AM
I sometimes get some f**ked up dreams. The only dream I can remember from a few nights ago were naked women fighting Cthullu... :-\
Quotenaked women fighting Cthullu...
Quotenaked women
QuoteCthullu...
I've seen enough hentai to know where this is going...
Tentacles! TENTACLES EVERYWHERE!
(And I really do mean everywhere) ;D
Ok, I don't normally post in here because i rarely remember my dreams, but i had one last night that i have to document
it started off that i was in a pub, and there was a bar-girl that was the spitting image of Zooey Deschanel. she starts flirting with me with her eyes, and compliments my t-shirt randomly, we start talking and she asks me out basically, I'm apprehensive because in this dream I have a girlfriend (although i don't know where she is and we are never in contact in the dream), but she convinces me, although I'm still unsure, so i go for a walk to think about it. i come back to the pub later to get my bike, and one of the wheels is missing, which completely pisses me off, especially since the wheel that was missing was the one that was locked up, then somehow, (i don't remember how) the wheel reappears, but I'm still stressed out, so to calm my nerves I go to this bar-girl's house which is a small chalet thing, when I get there she answers the door, and she tells me to wait a minute. a few minutes later she sends some guy out who then goes into the chalet next door, where he is greeted by a husky/sexy/worldly wise brunette in lingerie. This is when I work out that Zooey Deschanel is a prostitute.
She lets me in and she tells me she doesn't want to be a prostitute and that she really likes me, we comfort each other and then have sex, and then cuddle, then I think that was the end.
weird eh?
Last night I dreamed I had to study Biology for the day after, only to discover the chapter I had to study had as subject the anatomy of the 1998 Godzilla.
Brilliant stuff. There were even some anatomic illustrations and photos (!!). Wish I could make dreams like this more often ahahaha.
Last dream I had was a horrifying bed bug nightmare. Which I often have (post-traumatic bed bug infestation stress :'(). I rarely dream, but when I do it's either a nightmare involving bed bugs or a body snatchers-type scenario... or it's a dream about me going shopping and buying Blu-rays.
The inner mechanations of my mind are an enigma.
Quote from: Cvalda on Mar 29, 2012, 07:49:35 PM
or it's a dream about me going shopping and buying Blu-rays.
NICE! I've had those same creature type dreams, Cvalda. Mine is a crocodil -man, though. Not really sure here my brain got crocodile - man from, but it scare the shit out of me from time to time.
The last dream I had: Just woke up from 3.5 hours of sleep. I will tell you the dream I had that caused me to wake up - It is a recurring dream and happens after I play ME3 mulitplayer just before going to bed.
So, Me, SpaceSweeper, CrazyRich, and Vakarian were sitting at one giant TV all playing the multiplayer together and just kinda bullshittin. How we are able to do that on one TV. I do not know. We do then for awhile, then, all of the sudden, the TV shuts off and Sweeper, CrazyRich, and Vakarian disappear and then I wake up.
Quote from: Cvalda on Mar 29, 2012, 07:49:35 PM
Last dream I had was a horrifying bed bug nightmare. Which I often have (post-traumatic bed bug infestation stress :'(). I rarely dream, but when I do it's either a nightmare involving bed bugs or a body snatchers-type scenario.
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I have a dream that pops up occasionally – I am walking around in my old high school, but it's different from when I was there. Which makes me get lost, and there's this feeling of helplessness as I am walking around, not recognizing anything. :laugh:
Quote from: Prime113 on Mar 29, 2012, 07:53:37 PM
The last dream I had: Just woke up from 3.5 hours of sleep. I will tell you the dream I had that caused me to wake up - It is a recurring dream and happens after I play ME3 mulitplayer just before going to bed.
Methinks your subconscious is trying to tell you that you may have a video game addiction. ;)
Quote from: First Blood on Mar 29, 2012, 07:58:33 PM
I have a dream that pops up occasionally – I am walking around in my old high school, but it's different from when I was there. Which makes me get lost, and there's this feeling of helplessness as I am walking around, not recognizing anything. :laugh:
I think your subconscious is trying to tell you... f**k if I know. :-\
:D
I dream that I slap black widow ass
I had a dream that I was the thing. Except I was on a spaceship heading towards Earth and I had to fight my crew members who were trying to kill me. In the end they crashed the ship into a moon and killed themselves and I was the only one to survive. I sent out a distress signal and waited for rescue.
Quote from: First Blood on Mar 29, 2012, 07:58:33 PM
I have a dream that pops up occasionally – I am walking around in my old high school, but it's different from when I was there. Which makes me get lost, and there's this feeling of helplessness as I am walking around, not recognizing anything. :laugh:
I have similar dreams of with general backdrops of familiar school settings. Usually they cross pollinated with elements from my current life. Almost like looking at the past through one eye and the present through another. They just overlap.
The dreams that fascinate and sicken me the most are the "End of the World" ones I have been having since forever. They are never derivative of anything I've ever read or seen on the subject. It's almost always celestial in nature. Involving stars which reorient themselves in the sky (night or day) as if they were particles in a clear glass of water which are suddenly disturbed. What ever the disruption is, it reaches earth and my head suddenly feels as if it's being pressed from all angles and everything sounds like it's underwater. Then my eyelids start to droop and in my blurring vision I can see the very air around me changing colors and I can't breathe. I wake up gasping.
I prefer dreams where I know the rules. Like dealing with wild animals that are suddenly in my everyday environment. Bears, wolves, sometimes tigers are easier to handle than vague world crushing cosmic weather.
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Apr 08, 2012, 04:15:41 AM
I have similar dreams of with general backdrops of familiar school settings. Usually they cross pollinated with elements from my current life. Almost like looking at the past through one eye and the present through another. They just overlap.
That's a very interesting way of looking at it. High School did have a big impact on me, maybe in my subconscious I still hold memories of it dear to me.
Quote from: First Blood on Apr 08, 2012, 04:19:27 AM
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Apr 08, 2012, 04:15:41 AM
I have similar dreams of with general backdrops of familiar school settings. Usually they cross pollinated with elements from my current life. Almost like looking at the past through one eye and the present through another. They just overlap.
That's a very interesting way of looking at it. High School did have a big impact on me, maybe in my subconscious I still hold memories of it dear to me.
I still don't think they've nailed down exactly what the human brain actually does when we sleep. But I've heard that the brain has enough space to record every detail from every experienced memory down to the cracks in cement from a childhood walk in the park. Though not 100% accessible in our waking lives ... who knows what boils up in our sleep.
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Apr 08, 2012, 04:30:19 AM
I still don't think they've nailed down exactly what the human brain actually does when we sleep. But I've heard that the brain has enough space to record every detail from every experienced memory down to the cracks in cement from a childhood walk in the park. Though not 100% accessible in our waking lives ... who knows what boils up in our sleep.
I seriously doubt it's capable of
that...but then again, I'm near sighted, so my vision in my dreams maybe follows suit. :P
Quote from: Cvalda on Apr 08, 2012, 04:33:25 AM
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Apr 08, 2012, 04:30:19 AM
I still don't think they've nailed down exactly what the human brain actually does when we sleep. But I've heard that the brain has enough space to record every detail from every experienced memory down to the cracks in cement from a childhood walk in the park. Though not 100% accessible in our waking lives ... who knows what boils up in our sleep.
I seriously doubt it's capable of that...but then again, I'm near sighted, so my vision in my dreams maybe follows suit. :P
Well ... I didn't say it records it in 1080p or anything Cvalda. But there is certainly enough room (bio-video-file-compression not withstanding) to record a lifetime of memories in all that un-used space in the human noggin. It's gotta be there, somewhere, buried. We just can't access them on command. Our operating systems probably couldn't handle it yet.
Also makes forgetting about bad things a bitch. :-\
I just dreamt that me and a raven named Loki deserted from the Night's Watch, which in this case was a biker gang.
Quote from: Laufey on Jun 16, 2012, 06:17:21 AM
I just dreamt that me and a raven named Loki deserted from the Night's Watch, which in this case was a biker gang.
Make it canon!
Last night I has a really vague dream after I saw Prometheus again..
I was trapped in that pod at the end of the movie. I heard f**king batshit crazy noises so i decided to hide... I was hiding in this vent, and I saw the Deacon. Then it ripped the cover off and I woke up.
You should have seen my bed after that shit.
Usually I will dream something and then either forget it after an hour of waking up or forget it a few days down the line. But I do have dreams that I will remember forever, for different reasons. I won't get into many of them now but here are two (in a nutshell):
1. This is a recurring dream that I have (or had, I'm not sure if I will have it again :P)... It's World War III. Somehow, I just know it is. And for some reason, the Arc de Triomphe is very prominent in the dream. I'm not sure why I was dreaming of that monument. I have never been to Paris or France for that matter. Anyway, World War III takes place in the distant future and the 2 sides that were at war in my dream both looked very high-tech and had advanced weaponry. Anyway, I'm watching them from a dark alley at night and I know I shouldn't even been there. I don't know who the armies fighting are but I would assume one of them is French. :P As they're fighting, there's lots of explosions and the Arc de Triomphe is taking lots of hits but it doesn't show any signs of damage - it appears to be indestructible. I don't get to see anything beyond the high-tech war taking place in front of the Arc de Triomphe. I just witness many casualties on both sides and then wake up. Oh, and I don't have anything against the French either - so why I've been having that dream is a complete mystery to me.
2. This dream stuck with me mostly because I dreamed it in 2 parts.
In the first dream, I was in my house (that I was living in at that time) just going about my business. It was an ordinary night and my family was also at home. Then I heard a rumbling noise and the ground started shaking. I ran outside and I was taken aback by a deep red sky. I heard a loud explosion and immediately turned to see that one of the mountains (we lived in a small town in a valley at that time) was actually a volcano that had been dormant up until then. My first reaction was to grab my cat from the potted plant it was lying in near where I was standing and then run back inside to see where my family was. At that point fiery craters started plummeting into the house through the roof. It was chaos and I just remember that there was eventually so much debris and fire and other crap that I couldn't see anything and that's where that dream ended.
Now I'm not sure why I had another dream related to that dream but it was most likely because that dream had been imprinted in my mind. It was terrifying even if it might not sound terrifying to some. Anyway, I believe it was the following night that I had the "sequel" to that dream. It started with me standing in my completely destroyed house and as far as my eyes could see, everything was covered in a thick grey ash. I couldn't find my family anywhere. The thing that was really bizarre to me is that nobody else appeared to be distraught. They looked a mess and their eyes were all red and puffy from crying but yet nobody seemed to be in a state of panic. I started running around looking for my family. I have no idea why I didn't just get into a car that may have not been wrecked by the event but I also don't remember seeing a single car. As I was running through the now unrecognisable town, people started walking up to me with smiles on their faces. As if that wasn't creepy enough, they started thanking me and they were crying happy tears. I had no f**king idea why they were thanking me and I still couldn't find my family anywhere. And that's where that dream ended.
I might post some far more bizarre dreams I've had but I think that's enough typing for now. :laugh:
Quote from: Vickers on Jun 16, 2012, 08:02:07 AM
Usually I will dream something and then either forget it after an hour of waking up or forget it a few days down the line. But I do have dreams that I will remember forever, for different reasons. I won't get into many of them now but here are two (in a nutshell):
1. This is a recurring dream that I have (or had, I'm not sure if I will have it again :P)... It's World War III. Somehow, I just know it is. And for some reason, the Arc de Triomphe is very prominent in the dream. I'm not sure why I was dreaming of that monument. I have never been to Paris or France for that matter. Anyway, World War III takes place in the distant future and the 2 sides that were at war in my dream both looked very high-tech and had advanced weaponry. Anyway, I'm watching them from a dark alley at night and I know I shouldn't even been there. I don't know who the armies fighting are but I would assume one of them is French. :P As they're fighting, there's lots of explosions and the Arc de Triomphe is taking lots of hits but it doesn't show any signs of damage - it appears to be indestructible. I don't get to see anything beyond the high-tech war taking place in front of the Arc de Triomphe. I just witness many casualties on both sides and then wake up. Oh, and I don't have anything against the French either - so why I've been having that dream is a complete mystery to me.
2. This dream stuck with me mostly because I dreamed it in 2 parts.
In the first dream, I was in my house (that I was living in at that time) just going about my business. It was an ordinary night and my family was also at home. Then I heard a rumbling noise and the ground started shaking. I ran outside and I was taken aback by a deep red sky. I heard a loud explosion and immediately turned to see that one of the mountains (we lived in a small town in a valley at that time) was actually a volcano that had been dormant up until then. My first reaction was to grab my cat from the potted plant it was lying in near where I was standing and then run back inside to see where my family was. At that point fiery craters started plummeting into the house through the roof. It was chaos and I just remember that there was eventually so much debris and fire and other crap that I couldn't see anything and that's where that dream ended.
Now I'm not sure why I had another dream related to that dream but it was most likely because that dream had been imprinted in my mind. It was terrifying even if it might not sound terrifying to some. Anyway, I believe it was the following night that I had the "sequel" to that dream. It started with me standing in my completely destroyed house and as far as my eyes could see, everything was covered in a thick grey ash. I couldn't find my family anywhere. The thing that was really bizarre to me is that nobody else appeared to be distraught. They looked a mess and their eyes were all red and puffy from crying but yet nobody seemed to be in a state of panic. I started running around looking for my family. I have no idea why I didn't just get into a car that may have not been wrecked by the event but I also don't remember seeing a single car. As I was running through the now unrecognisable town, people started walking up to me with smiles on their faces. As if that wasn't creepy enough, they started thanking me and they were crying happy tears. I had no f**king idea why they were thanking me and I still couldn't find my family anywhere. And that's where that dream ended.
I might post some far more bizarre dreams I've had but I think that's enough typing for now. :laugh:
Damn, dude.
I've had a fallout dream before, the whole everything covered in ash reminds me of it.
Quote from: Vickers on Jun 16, 2012, 08:02:07 AM
As they're fighting, there's lots of explosions and the Arc de Triomphe is taking lots of hits but it doesn't show any signs of damage - it appears to be indestructible.
Beautiful image.
Zombie Apocalypse dream last night. Maybe only the third one I can remember having in my life.
First one since I've been a dad.
Trying to navigate from house to house in attempts to escape a neighborhood under siege from the undead is not as fun when you are responsible for the well being of a baby and pre-schooler. :(
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Jun 16, 2012, 01:52:58 PM
Zombie Apocalypse dream last night. Maybe only the third one I can remember having in my life.
First one since I've been a dad.
Trying to navigate from house to house in attempts to escape a neighborhood under siege from the undead is not as fun when you are responsible for the well being of a baby and pre-schooler. :(
I would imagine not.
Did you escape and wake up?
Or did they get you?
Quote from: Sinister Serenity on Jun 16, 2012, 09:11:19 PM
Quote from: Bat Chain Puller on Jun 16, 2012, 01:52:58 PM
Zombie Apocalypse dream last night. Maybe only the third one I can remember having in my life.
First one since I've been a dad.
Trying to navigate from house to house in attempts to escape a neighborhood under siege from the undead is not as fun when you are responsible for the well being of a baby and pre-schooler. :(
I would imagine not.
Did you escape and wake up?
Or did they get you?
I don't remember. They didn't get us ... but I woke up feeling like I was never going to be able to rest. One of those 'always on the run' sort of fates.
So It was my first day of work and I walked into the a room of people standing in circle joined the circle until the speech was over then went into another room where these guys were playing Mario Kart Wii. I was playing for a bit until I thought "I wanna use a bike" they told me that the game only had karts, when I left the room I was at one of Stone places in Skyrim where I designed my on Bike for the game. As I got on my bike I noticed a zombie walking through the forest and thought nothing of it and headed in the direction that felt right. I saw these people running from zombies and there was a pregnant Charlize Theron running with them I gave her a left while staying with the group. We got to this western town and got into a random fist fight with some random guys but by the time the fight was over the zombies had surrounded us and I use one of the other survives to be able to escape with Charlize. We rode off into the sunset.
I had a dream where I was watching a person I trapped in a room and I had them try to solve a riddle to get out but it wasnt life-threatening,just intimidating. lot of false doors and mirrored hallways. I watched from above in like a two-way mirrored overhang.
I had the most bizarre dream I have had in quite a while tonight. I should call it a nightmare, more like. I'll try to tell what I remember.
It went basically like a film. It opens with Hitler in a bunker, the one in which he died. He drinks some kind of blood red liquid and then says some weird words (inaudible), after which he and his wife die. From his corpse, though, emerges some sort of 'ghost' Hitler. He again says some inaudible words, and some kind of portal opens in the center or the bunker. This portal has bright blue borders, and is compleely black inside. He walks towards it, smiling in the most twisted way one could smile, and enters it seconds before it closes. The dream then cuts to New York, 2115 (I know it because it's written 'on the screen', literally). It's not much different from the New York we know. Suddenly, the sky becomes of a sort of orange-like color, and everything metallic in the city -- palaces, cars, etc. -- turns of a blood red color. Moments after this happens, a portal -- of the same kind as the one Hitler opened, only bigger -- opens. Through it a group of weird humanoids enter the city. They are terribly emaciated and hunched. Compared to us, they have their ribcage enlarged. Their arms and legs are skeletal and spindly. Their heads are the thing that freaked me out the most. They have nothing a normal human head has. No eyes, mouth, nose, ears, hair. Instead of that, they had a big longitudinal mouth-like opening with ridges on the 'lips'. Their skin is completely hairless, and is of a decayed flesh color.
As I see these things entering the city, terrorizing the population even though they're just slowly moving forward in a weird, hunched walk, the deeam cuts to a weird, enormous room, all built in a blood red metal, with a chair in the centre. I see the back of this chair. Suddenly a figure enters the room. It is much like the things that entered New York, only it is of a dark green color, it has long, curved and needle-like spikes on its back, and it has metallic ridged tubes on the surface of its skin. It's like they were surgically implanted. Anyway, he walks towards the chair, and says -- I was shocked it could talk! -- 'the plan has begun'. Its voice is raspy and insectile. The chair turns, and Hitler is sitting on it. He looks younger. He is wearing some sort of weird black suit. He opens his eyes, and says 'good'. The dream then cuts to a flashback. A young boy (who is Hitler, or at least I think it is) is in his bed, and is having visions. In these visions, there is a tall humanoid thing. Picture Dr. Manhattan, only more slender looking and of a purple color. Its eyes are entirely white, and its gums are black. It calls iself 'the immortal', and tells other things to Hitler I cannot hear. The second flashback still has this boy, grown up a little (around... 15 years of age?). He is on a hill. Another one of those portals opens and this immortal walks through it. He then takes the by by hand and they walk towards the portal.
Then there is another flashback, with a voiceover telling how Hitler, after his 'death', met a race of insectoids -- they're of a dark red/black color with dark green eyes, are upright and look like a cross between a grasshopper and a cockroach -- in the immortal's universe. They were the perfect soldiers, ridiculousl strong, highly durable and gifted with a long lifespan. They, however, were hostile with him since the beginning, because they could sense his intentions. Hitler then thought of building his own army, and with the help of the immortal he kidnapped thousands of humans turning them into the creatures that entered New York, using a serum containing genes of the insectoids and of other races, granting them strength and durability, but also deforming them into what they are. The things are also used in experiments, in fact there is a scene where two of these things drag another one of them to a surgical table, while it is screaming (I swear I could hear it saying 'I did nothing') and struggling to get free; they force it on the table, as a surgical robot machine makes an Y incision on its chest with a knife-arm, and it stops moving. The dream cuts back to Hitler, who talks to himself; I don't remember the whole of it, but some of it is: 'history is a Cycle that repeats itself. Oppressors and oppressed, everywhere in the universe, until the end of time. There will be no more of that, because I will have control over everything that is. I will become a GOD!'.
As he says the last part, my mother wakes me up. Truth to be told, I am glad she did.
I can't remember the dream I had last night, or before that, or before that, or... etc. So, are we allowed to post dreams from, say, two or three years ago?
If so, let me tell you about a very memorable one from way back then, which I really want to share:
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I was watching TV in some abandoned Walmart-sized hardware store. The TV was a fairly small one, like the one in my room, and I wasn't sitting down to watch it, I was standing in front of it with my arms crossed for comfort.
What was playing? Alien, of course! Or... Aliens? Yeah, this is where it gets confusing...
Apparently this is the ending sequence to the whole movie. Ripley, Hicks, and Hudson fly the Nostromo (without refinery) out of LV-426's atmosphere, with an immense amount of turbulence. So much that it causes a very strangely-modified "Cheyenne" dropship to slide right out of a lower horizontally-accessed cargo bay door, which then hits a massive under-belly forward correctional thruster on the Nostromo, causing it to break in half. It all looked very appropriately 80's-modellish as it did so, just how the motion flowed when it broke in half, the smaller pieces flying aimlessly in the vacuum, the 'crash-hiss' sound effect also used when the umbilical releases the ship in the actual '79 movie...
Hudson looks down at a bomber-scope-type viewscreen and apparently sees a video feed of the dropship falling out of the ship and getting destroyed, as he says "Well, guys, we lost the fighting machine..."
"Forget it! We're almost out of here anyway!" Hicks shouts, all raspy as he tries to outvoice the bangs and clanks and whines of the ship's hull as it quakes from the turbulence.
"Listen," Ripley speaks up, "when we get back to Gateway, we're telling everyone. About everything."
"Hey, yeah!" Hudson agrees. "We'll tell them everything that went down back there! We'll expose the company! And there's no way we're keeping those 'things' a secret!"
"Right," Hicks adds, more calmly, "and this time we have proof."
Everything fades to a still shot of space and the Nostromo drifting slowly, peacefully, below and away from the camera, towards the great unknown. The end titles eventually scroll over this.
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Make sense?! What fun is there in making sense?! :P
Hey, at least it inspired a similar end sequence for my movie project...
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Jul 03, 2012, 12:48:48 PM
The dream then cuts to New York, 2115 (I know it because it's written 'on the screen', literally).
It's a sign! (http://www.avpgalaxy.net/forum/index.php?topic=40617.msg1208475#msg1208475)
I dream that I was batman
The moment I saw the 'new' button on this thread, and seeing 'last post by r888', I was certain the dream'd be about him being Batman. And here it is.
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Jul 08, 2012, 08:54:41 AM
The moment I saw the 'new' button on this thread, and seeing 'last post by r888', I was certain the dream'd be about him being Batman. And here it is.
Lolololololol.
Quote from: QuantumSheep on Feb 28, 2012, 10:50:23 AM
I've had plenty of bizarre dreams, but you know what's seriously unnerving? When you wake up and can't move. It happened to me last night, lying on my side with one arm out a bit. Something felt like it was grabbing at my arm from beyond the bed-sheets, but I couldn't turn around to see "it". This went on for about half a minute while I managed to groan out the words "f**k off". I finally "woke up" and turned around, but surprise surprise, nothing was there.
Now, I don't know about anyone else, but it's shit like that which can drive a perfectly normal person nuts. That's not the first time it's happened. A few months ago, something was grabbing me at the arms. Or how, months before that, I glimpsed a shadowy figure standing next to my bed. I'm not bullshitting and it's probably all just hallunications in that state between sleeping and awake, but it's not at all fun when it does happen.
Happend to me before..
Very unenjoyable. Especially if you just watched Alien. :-[
I have a dream of keeping interesting and creative threads alive.
I had an odd, AVPG infused dream last night, actually. A bunch of friends and I had gathered together on my street to film a movie that was a sort of sequel to The Thing, The Fast and the Furious (which is odd, because I've never seen that film, nor do I know anything about it except that it has nice cars), and I think Die Hard, but I could be misremembering things. Anyways, we were waiting on some other people to show up to help film, and among them were AVPG members. The only one I remember by name now is First Blood, but I know that there were more. Anyways, they were taking a while to get here, and when they finally did we were running out of time. We only had until midnight to make the entire movie because it was set to premiere at midnight. I know we never finished the movie, but we still went to the midnight premiere and watched it (I guess via some Spaceballs movie comes out before its finished magic?).
And that's all I remember :D Very weird dream, and actually quite realistic, given the circumstances :P
I hada dream I was running a marathon with my friends and we we're all dressed as superheroes,after the race I jumped on a giant goanna and rode it home. I painted my mask and let it dry outside then I hear a hisssing and see a rather large lizard hissing at my cat who has assumed a cobra like apperance,cat head,flat body swaying. it was strange. I awoke to birds chirping like when you got beaten by some villian and wake in your saviours house.
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Jul 29, 2012, 10:32:22 PM
I had an odd, AVPG infused dream last night, actually. A bunch of friends and I had gathered together on my street to film a movie that was a sort of sequel to The Thing, The Fast and the Furious (which is odd, because I've never seen that film, nor do I know anything about it except that it has nice cars), and I think Die Hard, but I could be misremembering things. Anyways, we were waiting on some other people to show up to help film, and among them were AVPG members. The only one I remember by name now is First Blood, but I know that there were more. Anyways, they were taking a while to get here, and when they finally did we were running out of time. We only had until midnight to make the entire movie because it was set to premiere at midnight. I know we never finished the movie, but we still went to the midnight premiere and watched it (I guess via some Spaceballs movie comes out before its finished magic?).
And that's all I remember :D Very weird dream, and actually quite realistic, given the circumstances :P
I was in a dream of yours? I am touched. :D
I had a dream once, years ago, where me and a high-school friend of mine escaped a WWII German POW camp on a bus. We simply drove out the front gate. It was the strangest thing. I don't even know where the bus came from, I just walk outside and there's my friend, sitting in the freakin' bus. Didn't stop us from getting shot at, though.
Quote from: First Blood on Jul 30, 2012, 05:47:23 AM
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Jul 29, 2012, 10:32:22 PM
I had an odd, AVPG infused dream last night, actually. A bunch of friends and I had gathered together on my street to film a movie that was a sort of sequel to The Thing, The Fast and the Furious (which is odd, because I've never seen that film, nor do I know anything about it except that it has nice cars), and I think Die Hard, but I could be misremembering things. Anyways, we were waiting on some other people to show up to help film, and among them were AVPG members. The only one I remember by name now is First Blood, but I know that there were more. Anyways, they were taking a while to get here, and when they finally did we were running out of time. We only had until midnight to make the entire movie because it was set to premiere at midnight. I know we never finished the movie, but we still went to the midnight premiere and watched it (I guess via some Spaceballs movie comes out before its finished magic?).
And that's all I remember :D Very weird dream, and actually quite realistic, given the circumstances :P
I was in a dream of yours? I am touched. :D
You and other members, though your name is the only one I remembered after waking up :D
I had a dream that felt like a mix between Prometheus and Event Horizon. Having somehow survived the events of the movie, which in this dream took place in another dimension, the Prometheus opened up a rift in space and spilled into our world again. The ship was now controlled by Shaw and David (here played by James Nesbitt). David had somehow been infected by the black goo and was bleeding black. And the cargo room was filled with f**ked up versions of Xeno's, most of them looking like even more mutated versions of the Newborn.
Huh...had the Prometheus not crashed into the Juggernaut, something like that could actually have been interesting to see.
I had a dream I was exploring the derlict ship in Alien wearing a space suit. Seeing ungodly abominations (other than the xenos) and killed space jockeys. It was cool and scary. I saw a live space jockey xeno hybrid me scared the s**t out of me :laugh: and it woke me up.
Man, I had a long and terrifying Prometheus dream last night too. Can't really pin it down now. I think there was another expedition, but that wasn't the main focus of the dream.
It really explored the jockeys. There were several in my dream, in different ships and encountering different crews, and there was this elaborate religious mythology that was explained. They were very sinister, and I think I went through several different crew members trying to escape from the Jockey ships, but never did. All died in horrifying ways, but there was so much more going on...
I think there was a huge significance with Dr. Shaw, like her DNA or what-not was extremely important to the Jockeys. They also talked a lot and did all sorts of creepy shit before killing everyone. It was...
It was everything the movie wasn't. :laugh: That genuinely makes me sad, but at least it was a great dream.
My recurrent nightmares seem to involve me trying to run away from/fighting zombies... and failing.. and failing... and failing.
I f**king hate zombies. >:(
Last night I had a dream that was a crossover between Jaws and My Little Pony...and I was the Shark. :( :laugh:
I dreamt I was Khal Drogo. No, not being a badass, just a quiet moment with Daenery's like the one in the Season 2 finale. :'(
I had a dream that I was an engineer and I was waken up by a bunch of humans and this robot told me to kill his.... Wait a minute. It was just like prometheus except instead of getting f**ked by the trilobite Shaw was. And ah yeah I gassed Earth with black goo turning the environment very similar to LV426 and killing all life.
i dreamt i was eating crayfish, while playing Assassins Creed 4(!) and later jumping out of a plane to my appearent death.
I dreamt that I was part of a team that included Stallone, Louis Gossett Jr. and Superman. Our headquarters was an apartment above a Miami nightclub. We also shot up a warehouse.
The new Expendables better not suck like the last one.
I dreamt a monster swallowed some sort of crab/spider creature right in front of me, then proceeded to speak to me, telling me something like that's how he rolls. He looked like the red version of the monster from Relic. Most monsters in my dreams will actually talk to me, but not really threaten, very rarely do they pose a threat. I never respond back though.
Dreamt I (for whatever reason) was held captive in solitude on a towering mountain top in some sort of stone tower with gaping windows/doorframes. The cold wind roaring through my bones. So, I finally decided to try climb down the mountain wall and then I fell off and woke...
Omg, Rapunzel, is that you?
Quote from: ShadowPred on Aug 26, 2012, 08:30:19 AM
Omg, Rapunzel, is that you?
Damn, beat me to it. :laugh:
:D :D :D
So I had a dream I was going to some kind of university but not just any university... it was Arkham University: dark, run-down, creepy etc.
Anyway, I remember it was my first day there and I was walking around with a friend and we saw Catwoman walk past. Not some chick in Cosplay but Catwoman herself. She looked like she does in the Arkham City game. I remember turning to my friend and saying, "I prefer Pfeiffer's Catwoman."
That's about as much as I remember. Makes a nice normal change from the crazy and intense dreams I've been having before then.
I dreamt that I had a pet Megalodon. But the authorities came to take it away after it ate a few people.
Two nights ago I had what was perhaps the best dream I've had in years. I was a scientist whose current job was the classification of Graboids. I debated with other scientists on their origins, I analyzed skulls, I observed Shriekers in the wild, took notes about their behaviour and all that.
Then my father wakes me up at 5 freaking am because he wants me to lend him some money. f**k that shit.
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Sep 05, 2012, 01:33:34 PM
Two nights ago I had what was perhaps the best dream I've had in years. I was a scientist whose current job was the classification of Graboids. I debated with other scientists on their origins, I analyzed skulls, I observed Shriekers in the wild, took notes about their behaviour and all that.
Then my father wakes me up at 5 freaking am because he wants me to lend him some money. f**k that shit.
Awesome. Except the last part, of course :P
I had a strange dream a few days ago that, for some reason, I went to the midnight premiere of
The Amazing Spider-Man with my mom and sister (I really went with a group of friends). Anyways, rather than Lizard, Spidey was fighting Venom, who happened to look like the Deacon from
Prometheus with a Venom symbol on his chest. The film ended with 'Venom' shooting a long tongue out and using it to drag Spider-Man closer to him.
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Sep 05, 2012, 02:51:17 PM
I had a strange dream a few days ago that, for some reason, I went to the midnight premiere of The Amazing Spider-Man with my mom and sister (I really went with a group of friends). Anyways, rather than Lizard, Spidey was fighting Venom, who happened to look like the Deacon from Prometheus with a Venom symbol on his chest. The film ended with 'Venom' shooting a long tongue out and using it to drag Spider-Man closer to him.
OMG, that's a horrible dream! I'm so sorry. :'(
I'm going to buy a notepad tomorrow and lay it next to my bed. Write down my dreams when i wake up, maybe i get some cool story ideas from it ^^
Quote from: RiddleMeTheus on Sep 05, 2012, 05:26:20 PM
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Sep 05, 2012, 02:51:17 PM
I had a strange dream a few days ago that, for some reason, I went to the midnight premiere of The Amazing Spider-Man with my mom and sister (I really went with a group of friends). Anyways, rather than Lizard, Spidey was fighting Venom, who happened to look like the Deacon from Prometheus with a Venom symbol on his chest. The film ended with 'Venom' shooting a long tongue out and using it to drag Spider-Man closer to him.
OMG, that's a horrible dream! I'm so sorry. :'(
I actually like the Deacon design :P
Strange seeing it go up against Spidey, though :D
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Sep 05, 2012, 11:06:09 PM
Quote from: RiddleMeTheus on Sep 05, 2012, 05:26:20 PM
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Sep 05, 2012, 02:51:17 PM
I had a strange dream a few days ago that, for some reason, I went to the midnight premiere of The Amazing Spider-Man with my mom and sister (I really went with a group of friends). Anyways, rather than Lizard, Spidey was fighting Venom, who happened to look like the Deacon from Prometheus with a Venom symbol on his chest. The film ended with 'Venom' shooting a long tongue out and using it to drag Spider-Man closer to him.
OMG, that's a horrible dream! I'm so sorry. :'(
I actually like the Deacon design :P
Strange seeing it go up against Spidey, though :D
But but... have you seen those other Deacon concepts? :P
Oh yeah, there are definitely some great concept pieces for the Deacon out there that could have been amazing on screen. I'm just saying that the one they went with didn't disappoint me.
Still, I would like to see it undergo some changes if we ever see it again. It was, after all, still a chestburster when we last saw it.
Whether I was actually dreaming or not but three nights ago I awoke unable to move, speak, or open my eyes, I could hear the wind coming through my window and footsteps in my room eventually I opened my eyes and there was a figure sat on the couch opposite my bed, who then disappeared... Spooky
Quote from: Topazora on Aug 26, 2012, 05:37:44 AM
I dreamt a monster swallowed some sort of crab/spider creature right in front of me, then proceeded to speak to me, telling me something like that's how he rolls. He looked like the red version of the monster from Relic. Most monsters in my dreams will actually talk to me, but not really threaten, very rarely do they pose a threat. I never respond back though.
Your personal text was similar to my reaction after reading the first part of your post.. :P
I had a dream where I went to a house to visit a friend, inside the house were talking dogs and cats. I went to sit down on their couch and knocked over a lamp where their mother yelled at me to be "more Polish!" It was weird.
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Sep 14, 2012, 01:56:25 AM
I had a dream where I went to a house to visit a friend, inside the house were talking dogs and cats. I went to sit down on their couch and knocked over a lamp where their mother yelled at me to be "more Polish!" It was weird.
Lol, more polish?
Dreams are just weird sometimes..
Dreamed I had a perfectly normal day. Then I walked past a cafe (that exists in real life where I live) and I saw someone who looked like me, sitting at a table with other people. I went over there and this woman looked exactly like me. I positioned myself right next to her and then realized that no one reacted to me - as if I was thin air. So, I knocked on tables, looked at my reflection in windows etc. to make sure I was there, not a ghost or anything... I ended up running away from the cafe...
Absolutely freaky.... When I go home today, I'm gonna have to walk past it, just to make sure... :D
Quote from: Eva on Sep 14, 2012, 06:57:53 AM
Dreamed I had a perfectly normal day. Then I walked past a cafe (that exists in real life where I live) and I saw someone who looked like me, sitting at a table with other people. I went over there and this woman looked exactly like me. I positioned myself right next to her and then realized that no one reacted to me - as if I was thin air. So, I knocked on tables, looked at my reflection in windows etc. to make sure I was there, not a ghost or anything... I ended up running away from the cafe...
Absolutely freaky.... When I go home today, I'm gonna have to walk past it, just to make sure... :D
What a cool dream. ;D I've never had a dream where I could see myself like that.
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:D
Well, yeah - if I don't feel like I just starred in my own surreal Christopher Nolan film, then I sure as hell feel like I was in some David Lynch existential nightmare with dopplegangers and freaky stuff... kind of awesome, actually 8)
Hell yes it is, your doppleganger would have to be the apotheosis of the extremely pleasant person you are. I imagine a chain-smoking foul mouthed biker woman that dies black streaks in her hair when not robbing bitches. :laugh:
Quote from: RagingDragon on Sep 14, 2012, 07:14:49 AM
Hell yes it is, your doppleganger would have to be the apotheosis of the extremely pleasant person you are. I imagine a chain-smoking foul mouthed biker woman that dies black streaks in her hair when not robbing bitches. :laugh:
EVA, go do this now!!!
Quote from: RagingDragon on Sep 14, 2012, 07:14:49 AM
Hell yes it is, your doppleganger would have to be the apotheosis of the extremely pleasant person you are. I imagine a chain-smoking foul mouthed biker woman that dies black streaks in her hair when not robbing bitches. :laugh:
QuoteWhen not robbing bitches
:laugh: :laugh:
Quote from: ShadowPred on Sep 14, 2012, 07:18:57 AM
Quote from: RagingDragon on Sep 14, 2012, 07:14:49 AM
Hell yes it is, your doppleganger would have to be the apotheosis of the extremely pleasant person you are. I imagine a chain-smoking foul mouthed biker woman that dies black streaks in her hair when not robbing bitches. :laugh:
EVA, go do this now!!!
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Quote from: Eva on Sep 14, 2012, 07:40:35 AM
Quote from: ShadowPred on Sep 14, 2012, 07:18:57 AM
Quote from: RagingDragon on Sep 14, 2012, 07:14:49 AM
Hell yes it is, your doppleganger would have to be the apotheosis of the extremely pleasant person you are. I imagine a chain-smoking foul mouthed biker woman that dies black streaks in her hair when not robbing bitches. :laugh:
EVA, go do this now!!!
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I was in some sort of Mall with the sword from Sucker Punch I saw slashing through Harry Potter, Dexter, Red Dwarf and Twlight was right next to True Blood. So I Jimmy'd the sword in-between them and twisted it so it's horizontal did a flip kick kicking it with my left foot then catching it with my right hand all in the same twist. My son then comes and says "What are doing?" "I'm cutting up all the good shit." I said. Then I saw this
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With the blades on sale, but they looked like cheap knock off's. Next thing I know I've got into a fight with the Store manger and his telling me to leave so I take one of the swords and my son and make a run for, we get half way up the road and looked at my son he had 3 bags of perfume. I turned to him and said "Your a serious?" he replied "Their for mum ones from you".
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I actually had an alien nightmare last night after watching Aliens. It was vague.
I was in a parking lot in front of a strip mall. It was the dead of night and no one was there. Even though it was abandoned, there were cars lining the parking spaces. I walked up the road to the last parking space and looked into the window of a store from across the road. Inside there were shadows just moving... They looked like aliens. They just crawled around and knocked stuff over. I got scared and ducked behind a car. I started moving in between car after car, trying to get far away from the store. Then I heard glass break, and weird scratching noises. I waited behind the car for a long time, really scared. Nothing happend for the longest time, so I looked over the car. The window from the store I looked in was broken. The aliens were gone, except for one. It looked back at me and I ducked under the car again to avoid its gaze. I continued crouching from car to car so I wasn't seen. Then I heard a very loud shriek go off behind me and I looked over to see the head of an alien peer around the side of the car and hiss. Then it left, for some reason it didn't see me. I got up and ran down the street, I have no idea why, dreams are weird. I kept running, but it was more like a jog. Suddenly I wasn't in the parking lot anymore. I was across the road from it on a sidewalk. A forest was off to my side. I heard glass breaking to my left and shrieks. So I do something I would never do IRL, I run into the dark forest. As I crunch through the leaves at a slow walking pace, a loud siren goes off from the road. (Like the one in The Mist) Those scare the shit out of me, so I freeze. Then I hear a slow crunching behind me, it gets faster and faster, until I turn around. And when I do, I wake up.
It was strange how I just jogged or walked at times, while I was terrified. I remember thinking "run!" But my body wouldn't respond. I didn't actually see much of the alien, just in the store and the head. I assume one killed me at the end of my dream, but I'll never know. It was very eerie.
I keep having dreams about bridges. Is this supposed to mean anything?
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Sep 23, 2012, 02:11:11 PM
I keep having dreams about bridges. Is this supposed to mean anything?
That depends. Jeff or Beau?
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Sep 23, 2012, 02:44:55 PM
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Sep 23, 2012, 02:11:11 PM
I keep having dreams about bridges. Is this supposed to mean anything?
That depends. Jeff or Beau?
I think it was Nash...
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Quote from: Rick Grimes on Sep 23, 2012, 02:11:11 PM
I keep having dreams about bridges. Is this supposed to mean anything?
If they also have giant Lizards chasing taxi cabs on them... perhaps.
No giant lizards but sharks and crabs!
I want a movie out of that. Giant Sharks against Giant Crabs on the Brooklyn Bridge.
FUND THAT SHIT.
Should I contact SyFy?
Do it!
*Calling SyFy*
"Hi, Nightmare Asylum here. I have another shark movie you can add to your terribly made SyFy Shark movies list, since that seems to be all you're making now.
Oh, and by the way, if you were smart, you'd ditch all the shark movies and get yourself a decent budget to resurrect Tremors with the original creative team intact.
Thank you very much,
Nightmare Asylum!"
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Sep 23, 2012, 03:05:44 PM
Do it!
DO IT NAOWWWW!!!
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Quote from: OmegaZilla on Sep 23, 2012, 03:01:52 PM
I want a movie out of that. Giant Sharks against Giant Crabs on the Brooklyn Bridge.
FUND THAT SHIT.
This?
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or this?
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First one sucks.
Second one, FUND IT!!!!!!
SyFy's next hit film: ZombieShark!
Last night I had a dream about a pretty epic fight between Wolverine and a Licker. Normally, Wolverine would make short work of such a creature, but this thing just wouldn't die. It was brutal.
Last night I had a dream I was giving a hole bunch of loonies ($1 coins) to a poor person.
Later in another segment I enjoyed a hot dog with ketchup and some onion bits on it on a sesame seed bun.
This thread made me flip through my dream journal.
What the f*ck
In my last dream i was in some sort of resort and there was a tree with a little bottle of black goo in it. I drank the goo obviously :laugh: My upper body went all black and my muscles grew to enormous levels.... Even ripped through my shirt. Later i tried to hide it because i was afraid people would freak out :laugh: :laugh: to much prometheus for me xD
I had a dream that I was trapped in a supermarket filled with tons of women.
Last night I dreamt I was with the Modern Family cast and we where watching two nukes spiral out of control towards the city,It was then a survival scenario. Gloria and Claire where loosing their shit.
I had a dream in which I was unbanned from TK. Man what an amazing dream that was. 8)
Get over it, man.
I will not. :(
Then live in unspeakable and screaming pain for the rest of your existence.
You make it sound like other options have the ability to exist.
Come on man, just let the f**king thing go. I've seen many of those posts. You should've left yourself when they asked you if you ever had your brain checked for mental illness.
I dreamed that I lived near a really big stream that went into a lake. Gandalf the White was also a good friend of mine. Well I was swimmin' in the stream and there was a submarine in there. Me and Gandalf decided to explore the submarine, and so we went in. We wandered around when suddenly a massive wolf started running at us that turned into a person. It turned out that werewolves were living on the submarine. A bunch of them came at us and locked us in the brig. We escaped and fought our way out to find that the submarine had been docked in an underwater cave. Gandalf turned into a flying Lovecraftian horror and spat fireballs at the werewolves. We managed to make it back to where we found the submarine originally to see it was still somehow there. We blew it up with C4.
QuoteYou should've left yourself when they asked you if you ever had your brain checked for mental illness.
TK is too amazing a paradise for me to leave because of something as pointless like "words".
Paradise is where they constantly call you mentally ill? Did you try to translate some lines from the Necronomicon?
I don't even know what that is, is that a card collecting convention?
Quote from: The Exile of TK on Oct 03, 2012, 08:51:55 PM
I don't even know what that is, is that a card collecting convention?
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The dream about posting at TK again returned, it was magical. 8)
Dreamed that for some reason I was going to go ice skate. There was a big competition and someone signed me up without my permission, so I got mad cause I'm not really that fantastic at ice skating. So anyway I show up wearing my standard clothes and jacket when I see this massive course I have to go through. I set off and there's big Hot Wheels style loops and spinning shit and it's madness and I'm going through and I get turned around and Im' going the wrong way through the course so I'm doing it like in reverse of how I'm supposed to and when I slide to where I'm supposed to be I'm at like a checkout station like at Walmart or Kroger and I win somehow so I go home and I'm on the way home but we decide to go to Orlando, so we're going and there's a witch flying through the air and it's Halloween Horror Nights and I'm havin' a good time. The end.
I had a dream where I was back at TK again; needless to say it was great. 8)
I also noticed that nobody posted in the last week, do the forums have insomniacs now? ???
Hey. Yes you. Martinfly? I'm talking to you.
Please spray your acid spit on my face. As much as you can.
Quote from: Vepariga on Oct 04, 2012, 01:25:32 AM
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THE SISKO HAS SPOKEN.
You have failed.
I'm actually watching DS9 again right now. ;D
Quote from: TK Junkie on Oct 03, 2012, 08:45:35 PM
QuoteYou should've left yourself when they asked you if you ever had your brain checked for mental illness.
TK is too amazing a paradise for me to leave because of something as pointless like "words".
How many god damn times have you changed your name dude?!
Why am I having fantasy dreams, I've had two in a row these past nights... I told my friends all the raunchy details, holy hell. :-[
I've been having a few vivid dreams and just dreams that are so fantastical in general, that it's almost exhausting. I know that sounds bizarre because who would complain about having epic dreams right? Maybe it's some kind of trapped creativity I need to release somewhere in some form - I have no idea.
This night, I dreamed that I got a little bit intoxicated, while posting funny pics of myself at this very forum. Lol... as if... :D
I dreamed that I was being chased by a crocodile and fought with a lion!
The dream I had last night was about an advanced alien race comes to Earth to evolve us and our technolohy as long as we side with them if there is a galactic war. Long story short we try crossing there dna with ours and It turns into a monster that infecfs and converts any alien and human into one of them and they wipe out alll life on Earth.
Waffles, waffles covered in syrup raining from the sky, best dream I've had in a while. :laugh:
Mine was a mix of The Walking Dead, and a repeat of the same fantasy.. :o
I just had the weirdest dream about AVPG users. In this dream, MudButt was one of the first members on the site, only his name was Oldboy. And he had this pink Doctor Who set (very much had the same colour tone as this one (http://www.avpgalaxy.net/forum/index.php?topic=387.msg1510620#msg1510620) by Never say no to Panda!) and below the avatar, he had this square symbol with the letters "SS", which of course stood for Bat Chain Puller.
And somehow this all made perfect sense. :laugh:
Another dream about posting at the amazing paradise that is TK. 8) What I wouldn't give to be back there again.
I had a dream I was forced to wear a Puff The Magic Dragon suit and do Gangnam Style in the middle of a Toys R Us.
I had a dream Michael Biehn joined this forum and only a few users and I knew it was him. The teasing, oh the teasing..
Another dream of posting in the magical golden amazing paradise that is TK.
A dream that TK was never mentioned on these boards ag-
Quote from: TK Junkie on Oct 15, 2012, 04:02:04 PM
Another dream of posting in the magical golden amazing paradise that is TK.
Quote from: TK Junkie on Oct 15, 2012, 04:02:04 PM
Another dream of posting in the magical golden amazing paradise that is TK.
.......
TSDA loves TK enough that he would rather be on TK instead having sex :P. It won't surprise me given that he is so crazy over TK.
Another dream of posting in the paradise of TK, friggin fantastic.
Quote from: Amaterasu on Oct 14, 2012, 08:29:55 PM
I had a dream Michael Biehn joined this forum and only a few users and I knew it was him. The teasing, oh the teasing..
..what makes you think he isnt here already? :P
I had some dream that I was some lame ass superhero that fight crime at a old high school of mine.
I had a dream someone brought an Alien egg to school. It did not end well, and I ended up having to fight the Xeno with my 5 friends..
Yet another dream about the magical ecstasy that is posting at TK.
Stop.
I am beginning to think you are doing this with some kind of voluntarily caricatural purpose.
Edit: TK Junkie.
Can't a guy have dreams about missing the golden paradise of wonder and excitement?
Sure, but we don't have to know about it every single time.
If you guys insist although I will be no less depressed. :(
You just need to move on. When will you realize that it is greatly far from a reason to be depressed for?
Since I found nothing to move on to.
Life. You know. Friends. Books. Movies.
None of those were able to fill the void. :(
I shit you not this is the dream I had last night and I really can't remember most of it so I'll just go with what stands out still.
I wake up, and start hanging out with some friends, you know just doing the same thing we usually do; eating shit and not having a care in the world. All of a sudden I get arrested and sent to a prison where I manage to somehow befriend a few of the inmates. Through their help we manage to escape and some how not draw any attention that some convicts have escaped. Very well, so after that I head over to some party at night and I do well party stuff for a good while and one of the convicts shows up to talk to me and tell me that some of them are after me to kill me. So I decide it's a good a time as any to leave when one of them spots me and chases after me. Now this is the weird part. A demon rottweiler dog thing...comes out and attacks him. Now the weird part was that my point of view had changed to his for a good few minutes while he locked himself in a car to avoid the dog who just stayed there staring at him. After that I went back to seeing things normally through my perspective. Then I get in my car to leave but it ends up breaking down (it's still the middle of the night by the way), so I get on a bike my car had and I leave the area (was some sort of park) where the party was taking place. For some reason it becomes day time and the city I'm living in look like a cross of Cartagena and London (most likely childhood memories of mine somehow seeping into the dream). I see this group of people that for some reason in said dream I dislike and I hit them with my bike; then I see the same group of convicts running away and I crash into them to ask them what's going on. They tell me something about one of them going apeshit and running off to do something. I take this as nothing and walk home. Now it's sunset and for some reason the lighting looks like a Micheal Bay movie (you know the one, the one where it seems to be continuously at sunset.). I walk in and ask my mom how her day was while she's making a salad. She then tells me her day was good and to look at the news. Again my perspective changes to another area which looks like an office building crossed over with my school and one of the convicts is in the the elevator with a hostage and he call me out. My view switches back to me and I see him smiling while he has the knife the next to the hostages throat. The weird part as well was that it was playing on the news as if he were streaming it through a computer. Again my view switches to the inside of the building and all of a sudden the guy is attacked by what I can only describe as an organic Scorponok (the live action version) and Akura Vashimu from Monster Hunter. The guy then fights it a little and it stabs him with it's tail which spins like a multi-spiked drill while it stabs him in the gut. Suddenly soldiers that look like the Helghast from Killzone storm into my house and start shooting the place up. My mom tells me to go to the building where said hostage situation was going on and stop the man. So I say okay and I see my mom fighting all these soldiers off using just plates. I get to the building and now the view has switched to a tracking camera as it follows the convict fighting said scorpion monster. He fights it for a while getting shot up every now and then by it's drill tail. Did I mention it could also fire it? After a while the man falls on his knees but looks up and his entire body just snaps and extends like Chief Mendez from Resident Evil 4. At that exact second I arrive and again I can see myself in third person as if I myself were the camera and I was watching myself live through this. Right before anything happened though, I woke up.
Do I...Do I need help?
Before anyone asks no I was not lucid dreaming, this dream just happened at random.
Lately my dreams have been vivid and exhausting.
They're always epic in scale and I can usually recall a lot of what happens in them. It sounds fantastic enough but it happens often and I sometimes wake up feeling drained as if the dreams actually happened.
A lot of them are sci-fi dreams - the worlds always look different. Some of them are really emotionally draining.
Quote from: King Rathalos on Oct 17, 2012, 08:15:39 PM
I shit you not this is the dream I had last night and I really can't remember most of it so I'll just go with what stands out still.
I wake up, and start hanging out with some friends, you know just doing the same thing we usually do; eating shit and not having a care in the world. All of a sudden I get arrested and sent to a prison where I manage to somehow befriend a few of the inmates. Through their help we manage to escape and some how not draw any attention that some convicts have escaped. Very well, so after that I head over to some party at night and I do well party stuff for a good while and one of the convicts shows up to talk to me and tell me that some of them are after me to kill me. So I decide it's a good a time as any to leave when one of them spots me and chases after me. Now this is the weird part. A demon rottweiler dog thing...comes out and attacks him. Now the weird part was that my point of view had changed to his for a good few minutes while he locked himself in a car to avoid the dog who just stayed there staring at him. After that I went back to seeing things normally through my perspective. Then I get in my car to leave but it ends up breaking down (it's still the middle of the night by the way), so I get on a bike my car had and I leave the area (was some sort of park) where the party was taking place. For some reason it becomes day time and the city I'm living in look like a cross of Cartagena and London (most likely childhood memories of mine somehow seeping into the dream). I see this group of people that for some reason in said dream I dislike and I hit them with my bike; then I see the same group of convicts running away and I crash into them to ask them what's going on. They tell me something about one of them going apeshit and running off to do something. I take this as nothing and walk home. Now it's sunset and for some reason the lighting looks like a Micheal Bay movie (you know the one, the one where it seems to be continuously at sunset.). I walk in and ask my mom how her day was while she's making a salad. She then tells me her day was good and to look at the news. Again my perspective changes to another area which looks like an office building crossed over with my school and one of the convicts is in the the elevator with a hostage and he call me out. My view switches back to me and I see him smiling while he has the knife the next to the hostages throat. The weird part as well was that it was playing on the news as if he were streaming it through a computer. Again my view switches to the inside of the building and all of a sudden the guy is attacked by what I can only describe as an organic Scorponok (the live action version) and Akura Vashimu from Monster Hunter. The guy then fights it a little and it stabs him with it's tail which spins like a multi-spiked drill while it stabs him in the gut. Suddenly soldiers that look like the Helghast from Killzone storm into my house and start shooting the place up. My mom tells me to go to the building where said hostage situation was going on and stop the man. So I say okay and I see my mom fighting all these soldiers off using just plates. I get to the building and now the view has switched to a tracking camera as it follows the convict fighting said scorpion monster. He fights it for a while getting shot up every now and then by it's drill tail. Did I mention it could also fire it? After a while the man falls on his knees but looks up and his entire body just snaps and extends like Chief Mendez from Resident Evil 4. At that exact second I arrive and again I can see myself in third person as if I myself were the camera and I was watching myself live through this. Right before anything happened though, I woke up.
Do I...Do I need help?
Before anyone asks no I was not lucid dreaming, this dream just happened at random.
Your mom is a badass.
I had a dream about Tombstone, but it was genderswapped. My friends and I were the characters. :laugh:
Quote from: Laufey on Oct 14, 2012, 03:11:52 AM
I just had the weirdest dream about AVPG users. In this dream, MudButt was one of the first members on the site, only his name was Oldboy. And he had this pink Doctor Who set (very much had the same colour tone as this one (http://www.avpgalaxy.net/forum/index.php?topic=387.msg1510620#msg1510620) by Never say no to Panda!) and below the avatar, he had this square symbol with the letters "SS", which of course stood for Bat Chain Puller.
And somehow this all made perfect sense. :laugh:
Why am I just reading this? :D
Being an admin at TK, the feeling of punishing wicked people, friggin magical. 8)
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 06:06:41 PM
Being an admin at TK, the feeling of punishing wicked people, friggin magical. 8)
You seriously don't have anything else to dream about except for TK? Get over it. Move on, find a new hobby, read a book, play video games. We get that you
deeply and
profoundly miss your beloved website, but you don't need to post about it every goddamn day!
Dude, Rick, I know your intentions are good.
But at this point, thinking he will listen is like hoping for worldwide peace.
HAHA, i geddit. it's done, the joke is over.
Twin Drive Assigimaquagagoowhatnow? is a troll. with a profile pic that says "to depressed for a profile pic" he got to be kidding. im not even going to try and say "cheer up f**kwipe" because he as played us all like fools.
no matter what he will response to this, we can be sure, that this man, or woman, is a troll.
Hilarious since I am not a troll, just a really sad guy. :( Nothing I do or attempt to do raises my dopamine levels anymore, at this point I am just trying to find some worth in my life to no avail.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:11:39 PM
Hilarious since I am not a troll, just a really sad guy. :( Nothing I do or attempt to do raises my dopamine levels anymore, at this point I am just trying to find some worth in my life to no avail.
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Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:11:39 PM
Hilarious since I am not a troll, just a really sad guy. :( Nothing I do or attempt to do raises my dopamine levels anymore, at this point I am just trying to find some worth in my life to no avail.
Well, you're clearly posting nonsense bullshit on here just so we can get pissed off at you. Go see a therapist if your problems are that bad for you. Better yet, just leave this website and spread your sadness somewhere else. We don't need your depression here to ruin our happy days.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:11:39 PM
Hilarious since I am not a troll, just a really sad guy. :( Nothing I do or attempt to do raises my dopamine levels anymore, at this point I am just trying to find some worth in my life to no avail.
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Interesting how I did not act depressing until you guys responded to what I dreamed about. If you don't like someone's post, why respond? ??? If you don't then your happy day is not ruined.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:22:02 PMI did not act depressing until you guys responded to what I dreamed about
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Post wise I didn't.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:22:02 PM
Interesting how I did not act depressing until you guys responded to what I dreamed about. If you don't like someone's post, why respond? ??? If you don't then your happy day is not ruined.
f**king troll. If you don't like someone else's response to your post, then you shouldn't of commented in here.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:23:35 PM
Post wise I didn't.
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Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:22:02 PM
Interesting how I did not act depressing until you guys responded to what I dreamed about. If you don't like someone's post, why respond? ??? If you don't then your happy day is not ruined.
At this point, my happy day is ruined the moment I see your icon.
It's nothing personal, I just don't feel sorry for you in any way.
QuoteIf you don't like someone else's response to your post, then you shouldn't of commented in here.
Dream threads are about posting dreams. As far as I am aware I did nothing troll worthy.
QuoteI just don't feel sorry for you in any way.
Can't blame you, nobody ever does.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:29:04 PM
QuoteI just don't feel sorry for you in any way.
Can't blame you, nobody ever does.
Yeah, there's a reason for that by now.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:29:04 PM
QuoteI just don't feel sorry for you in any way.
Can't blame you, nobody ever does.
Then why post here when no one cares about you?
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Oct 28, 2012, 11:01:02 PM
Then why post here when no one cares about you?
This.
Because he's a troll.
A lot of people assume that.
But I pay attention to the way Humanity is going.
It is very well possible all of his "trolling" is legitimate.
Which is honestly worrying.
Quote from: Twin Drive Sigma Aquarion on Oct 28, 2012, 10:29:04 PM
Can't blame you, nobody ever does.
I feel sorry for you. Not because you were banned from TK, but because you keep dwelling on it like its the only thing in the world that matters... :-\
I
really wish that you wouldn't keep posting about it here, but at this point I know that you're not going to stop. I'm not calling you a troll, I'm not swearing at you, and I'm not disrespecting you; I just seriously think you need to try to get your mind off of that website and do something else with your time.
*Opens window*
I just wanted you all to know I'm laughing at this shit, carry on.
*Close window*
Twin Drive (or whatever you're going to change your name to eventually), stop.
If you are trolling, the joke is stale now. Really. It wasn't even funny to begin with.
But If you really aren't trolling, just shut the f**k up and focus on things that matter, please. For everyone's sake. There are people who suffer with depression for legitimate reasons and here you are acting like a little f**king baby who pretends they have depression because of a f**king forum. Get some perspective, man. There are people with real problems and you're just making yourself look pathetic with your absence of perspective.
If you seriously believe you're depressed over an internet forum, I ask that you please go get professional help. And I'm not saying that to be nasty.
But anything for you to shut the f**k up about f**king TK. Enough already.
QuoteI ask that you please go get professional help.
I will not, even if I did it would never help.
QuoteThere are people with real problems and you're just making yourself look pathetic with your absence of perspective.
I do not have enough self worth to care, no matter how big or small something is, depression is depression no matter the source.
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Quote from: Vickers on Oct 29, 2012, 02:58:20 AM
I ask that you please go get professional help.
It will never work. No matter how hard you try, he can't get over that he was banned on a web forum. He loves TK at a point that he rather be on TK then have sex :laugh:.
TK was essentially the tit for this guy.
Like, the mother's tit.
And it's dry.
Whaaaaa.
As a member of both AVPG and TK, I do enjoy both sites but I do think AVPG has better quality when it comes to web forums in my opinion. You can has much fun here on AVPG, Twin Drive. But it won't matter since I remember you admitting that you miss TK because of the fantasy matches. If AVPG had it's own vs forum then I guess you will stop missing the site now.
TK has a better fanfiction forum and has a much richer history. I'm too used to TK to move on, so I never will. I wouldn't stop missing TK if you held a gun to my head.
I'm amazed you haven't complained about me at Evageeks and going "TDSA hasn't changed? I am making snip untrue info? Notice how I abuse question marks?". :P
Guys, at this point it is simple really. Do you remember the little ignore button? Push the little ignore button!
I had a dream I was watching Homeland.
Quote from: OmegaZilla on Oct 30, 2012, 02:12:36 PM
Guys, at this point it is simple really. Do you remember the little ignore button? Push the little ignore button!
You can ingnore your problems but they are still there ;) ;D
Quote from: Hellspawn28 on Oct 30, 2012, 03:38:40 AM
Quote from: Vickers on Oct 29, 2012, 02:58:20 AM
I ask that you please go get professional help.
It will never work. No matter how hard you try, he can't get over that he was banned on a web forum. He loves TK at a point that he rather be on TK then have sex :laugh:.
Just like most World of Warcraft players would rather a rare item instead of actual friends ::) :P ;D :laugh:
I had a nightmare that I was murdered by a deranged serial killer. It was so real, I could feel the blade digging into my chest, and the blood spilling out from my mouth.
Most of my dreams are so crazy, sick and just wrong. So I cant post them unless its very mild.
I dreamt I ate some spring rolls...
That's the most normal dream I had this year.
I had a dream I was the jockey for a horse who's track name was Cherry Falls. Which was the title for another Biehn movie..
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I had a dream I wrote a love story about a pencil and a laser pointer and Disney brought the story from me and killed me afterwards ???
Quote from: Predator Queen on Nov 03, 2012, 01:53:36 AM
Most of my dreams are so crazy, sick and just wrong. So I cant post them unless its very mild.
Come On! You can't just put that out there.
Dreamed that I, for whatever reason, was staying at a mental hospital. They really disturbing thing is that while dreaming, I wasn't disturbed by the thought of living there or perhaps being mentally ill. A nightmare where I felt sorta ok about what was going on. That's new. :D
Quote from: Eva on Nov 08, 2012, 01:32:01 PMA nightmare where I felt sorta ok about what was going on. That's new. :D
That's because you were insane. ;)
Quote from: Laufey on Nov 08, 2012, 02:05:34 PM
Quote from: Eva on Nov 08, 2012, 01:32:01 PMA nightmare where I felt sorta ok about what was going on. That's new. :D
That's because you were insane. ;)
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'Hmmm' ;D
Quote from: Eva on Nov 08, 2012, 01:32:01 PM
Dreamed that I, for whatever reason, was staying at a mental hospital. They really disturbing thing is that while dreaming, I wasn't disturbed by the thought of living there or perhaps being mentally ill. A nightmare where I felt sorta ok about what was going on. That's new. :D
Welcome to my
nightmare asylum Eva. I hope you enjoy your stay.
Another dream about the golden paradise and having admin powers. Just.... Magical.
I swear to f**king God I'll kill everyone and myself on this site one day because of you.
Quote from: RazorSlash on Nov 11, 2012, 06:08:02 PM
I swear to f**king God I'll kill everyone and myself on this site one day because of you.
...
No but seriously, why isn't he banned yet.
WHY ISN'T HE BANNED YET.
...for what?
Had this crazy dream I was being chased by a chainsaw wielding maniac! Luckily, I escaped and survived this horrific nightmare.
Quote from: Aspie on Nov 11, 2012, 06:15:25 PM
...for what?
He's a troll. A blatant troll. All he ever does is whine that his life is in shambles because he got banned from some stupid forum, and then when people tell him to shut it, he whines about how no one understands his misery.
Quote from: RazorSlash on Nov 11, 2012, 06:17:54 PM
Quote from: Aspie on Nov 11, 2012, 06:15:25 PM
...for what?
He's a troll. A blatant troll. All he ever does is whine that his life is in shambles because he got banned from some stupid forum, and then when people tell him to shut it, he whines about how no one understands his misery.
He's obeying the thread rules. This is the dream thread, and he posted about his dream. If it bothers you, just ignore him.
QuoteHe's a troll. A blatant troll
I am not.
Quotehe whines about how no one understands his misery.
You need to be there AND appreciated it to get it. Without that....
I had a dream that this site was monitored by the government because Aspie was a threat to national security? :-\
Why do you say that with a question mark? Now I have to tell Aspie his cover is blown.
Quote from: Addicted to TK on Nov 13, 2012, 12:48:27 AM
Why do you say that with a question mark? Now I have to tell Aspie his cover is blown.
I rarely imagine scenarios like this ;D It was weird because Aspie looked like this...
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Quote from: Terx2 on Nov 13, 2012, 12:47:12 AM
I had a dream that this site was monitored by the government because Aspie was a threat to national security? :-\
Wait, really? :D
Man, he sucks!
...wait....what?
Quote from: Aspie on Nov 13, 2012, 03:14:35 AM
...wait....what?
You threatening my national security, boy? >:(
lol I am so confused.
I dunno, the mind of Terx2 is a crazy place, I guess.
Now, what does the legend himself Aspie dream about, hmm? :P
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Nov 13, 2012, 03:29:35 AM
I dunno, the mind of Terx2 is a crazy place, I guess.
Now, what does the legend himself Aspie dream about, hmm? :P
"I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together."
Quote from: Aspie on Nov 13, 2012, 03:35:10 AM
Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Nov 13, 2012, 03:29:35 AM
I dunno, the mind of Terx2 is a crazy place, I guess.
Now, what does the legend himself Aspie dream about, hmm? :P
"I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together."
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Has another weird dream, but I'm not gonna tell anything about it. I don't wanna read intimate details from my dream life on the frontpage of The Galaxy newspaper!
Quote from: Eva on Nov 13, 2012, 12:59:41 PM
Has another weird dream, but I'm not gonna tell anything about it. I don't wanna read intimate details from my dream life on the frontpage of The Galaxy newspaper!
We have other means of getting to your dreams.
Spoiler
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Quote from: Laufey on Nov 13, 2012, 01:12:03 PM
Quote from: Eva on Nov 13, 2012, 12:59:41 PM
Has another weird dream, but I'm not gonna tell anything about it. I don't wanna read intimate details from my dream life on the frontpage of The Galaxy newspaper!
We have other means of getting to your dreams.
Spoiler
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... and how did that work out for you? ;)
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:laugh:
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Quote from: Laufey on Nov 13, 2012, 01:51:38 PM
:laugh:
Spoiler
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:D
Spoiler
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Quote from: Nightmare Asylum on Nov 13, 2012, 03:29:35 AM
I dunno, the mind of Terx2 is a crazy place, I guess.
So crazy it makes sense :p I've been watching way to much Homeland so that might be the reason I had that dream ;D
Quote from: Eva on Nov 13, 2012, 02:06:12 PM
Quote from: Laufey on Nov 13, 2012, 01:51:38 PM
:laugh:
Spoiler
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:D
Spoiler
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Spoiler
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Quote from: Rick Grimes on Nov 14, 2012, 01:17:00 AM
Quote from: Eva on Nov 13, 2012, 02:06:12 PM
Quote from: Laufey on Nov 13, 2012, 01:51:38 PM
:laugh:
Spoiler
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:D
Spoiler
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Spoiler
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:laugh:
While I don't remember much about my dream last night, I remember one thing: There were Twinkies everywhere. They weren't the focus of my dreams story thing, but there were everywhere in the background.
Then one of the first things I see when I wake up is this post.
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Nov 16, 2012, 05:19:41 PM
Hostess Brand closing, which means no more Twinkies :'(
It's freaking me out a little.
Oh gawd, I had the same dream, but Ho-Ho's were everywhere. This makes me sad..
I had this dream I was sniffing around an old abandoned building ,paint was peeling from the walls it was an apartment complex some of the floors had fallen through and I had a feeling that there was a dead person in here somewhere. It was dripping with water in some areas and felt pretty real I woke up and was in a small state of panic and the vividness of the building still is in my head and it makes me uncomfortable.
I just had a dream about Batman, with Tom Selleck as Wayne himself. The police were investigating a crime scene where DNA from Bruce's mother had been found and witness claimed to have seen a young Martha Wayne, so the police were breaking up the Wayne graves, which of course didn't sit too well with our main man. Weird stuff... :laugh:
Here:
Nov. 15, 2012
I have no idea what year this dream takes place in, but they are creating this new drug to combat cancer. I have no idea when I was chosen, mostly it panned over like a videogame. I saw what looked like myself strapped to a table. With nurses and doctors around me, it was like Aperture Labs-looking setting.
They named the drug A.R. after the drug seemingly 'worked' for me in not a way they wanted.
The screen seems to go dark, and then I open my eyes. I was laying outside, looking at the crumpled mess of the isolated lab. I managed to get up, seeing this wounded doctor. I remember approching him, grabbing him by his shirt and demanding what they had injected me with. All he did was smile evily at me, saying the name of A.R. was 'Apocalypse Redux' (basically the T-Virus genetically advanced).
He said that I was the 'result' they had wanted, but not so soon. And he said the lab's generatior had a meltdown before destorying the complex. He also said that the blast had not come close to hurting me. Soon my body felt weird, and I looked at my hands. Turns out my arms or the rest of my body had no skin, just muscle.
Before I could even do anything it threw me back into third-person view. I could see myself shifting all the way into whatever I had mutated into. (something like this (but imagine it skinned to the muscle and no wings): http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VO8iahJgA2I/Txy44DKvs-I/AAAAAAAAENU/i764cW0ZHX0/s1600/BlackDragon.jpg (http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VO8iahJgA2I/Txy44DKvs-I/AAAAAAAAENU/i764cW0ZHX0/s1600/BlackDragon.jpg), a skull like this: http://pictures.linkmesh.com/dragons/imagenes/golden_demon-dragon.jpg (http://pictures.linkmesh.com/dragons/imagenes/golden_demon-dragon.jpg), and when in third-person view while snooping in on an unsuspecting victim in the dark: http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27100000/Black-Dragon-dragons-27187834-1024-768.jpg (http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/27100000/Black-Dragon-dragons-27187834-1024-768.jpg))
The next thing I knew I was attacking these security guards while climbing this roller coaster figuring out I made my way to the nearest town, most of this being a vivid flash. Before everything went dark and back into third-person view, these agents were looking at what was left over during the attack. It was just blood, blood on the coaster, the ground and as well as the guns they picked up, with the cartrages still full. They said that she/I killed them before they could open fire.
Soon it put me back as first person, I felt cold because of the lack of skin. Soon a small market being my next target. I passed by a parked police car while in a run, I could hear him say "Apocalypse Redux is here!" turns out they named me after the drug as a codename for me [instead of 'Specimen 17'].
Soon I heard a voice on the radio calling them to send another mutated person like me to exterminate me. Yet she was like RE's film Alice, she bonded and stayed human.
Basically this was the dream version of the game 'SCP: Containment Breach' on steroids. Guys, I need to stop watching crazy shit before I go to bed~.
I recently had a dream in which I was running through a parking garage which was painted with florescent colors. I was looking for the exit. And when I found it, headlights from a car turned on and the car started driving towards me. The guy behind the wheel of the car was Walter from Comic Book Men.
Talk about weird f**king shit man. :laugh:
Your subconscious is telling you to buy more comics. ;)
I guess. The dream was just out there... :laugh:
I had a dream Liam Neeson was my dad, but it turned into Taken. :'(
I went to this guys flat to audience for his website where you had to dance nude but he had to leave and left out these bottles of vodka for people that got shy, me, this guy and girl bell'd everyone on our phones and turned it into a house party, next thing I know I'm half way home and these 2 footballs are kicked over a fence on the road, I throw them back over with the help of some guy (I happen to know everyone in the dream somehow). He tells me that 2 years after I left my school stopped doing Humanities class and I remembered that all I did in that class was laugh at the teacher, I headed back to the party with that guy and find that it's dying down and the guy turns to be and says @you have to do a shot for every hour you were gone@, the girls fills this glass with vodka and I wake up.
I was at TK as an admin punishing people for every little thing they did; just being their was magical enough. 8)
I had this dream about The Walking Dead season finale. Potential spoilers if this turns out to be true. In it, Rick and group are rescued off the road during a zombie attack where Douglas Monroe (played by Bryan Cranston) takes them in to safety and leads the group to the Alexandria Safe Zone!
Quote from: Aloof to Dying on Dec 08, 2012, 02:07:45 PM
I was at TK as an admin punishing people for every little thing they did; just being their was magical enough. 8)
Nobody's buying it anymore.
I don't care, it is what I dream about these nights.
Quote from: Aloof to Dying on Dec 08, 2012, 11:06:16 PM
I don't care, it is what I dream about these nights.
Do you dream about anything else other than TK? It's seriously annoying when you post the same dream in this thread over and over again.
QuoteDo you dream about anything else other than TK?
Not really. :(
I had a dream where I was Akuma. It was awesome ;D
Man, I just had a Dexter dream, where everything in Season 7 ended happily and him and Hannah were going to Aspen for a Christmas vacation. :-\
Quote from: Shasvre on Dec 12, 2012, 05:44:07 AM
Man, I just had a Dexter dream, where everything in Season 7 ended happily and him and Hannah were going to Aspen for a Christmas vacation. :-\
"Hmmm, California! Beautiful!"Spoiler
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Femme fatale in Aspen for Christmas vacation? I think I had that one before, too...
Am I missing some obvious reference here...? :laugh:
<----- Not an obvious one. :laugh:
Was there a Fatale story in Aspen then? ;D
Yup, the Christmas special I did in the first year was about them hosting a multi-media celebration Christmas party in Aspen only for the CEO of the focus company to be targeted by another assassin.
Classic Christmas story.
We need another Very Fatale Christmas.
I would totally be up for another, but it would have to be in the pre-Juliet era.
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Dec 12, 2012, 05:55:55 AM
Yup, the Christmas special I did in the first year was about them hosting a multi-media celebration Christmas party in Aspen only for the CEO of the focus company to be targeted by another assassin.
Classic Christmas story.
And seeing as who your character is based on, Strahovski was there as well. Awesome. ;D
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Dec 12, 2012, 05:57:22 AM
I would totally be up for another, but it would have to be in the pre-Juliet era.
Or be a Very (Depressing) Fatale Christmas.
Quote from: Shasvre on Dec 12, 2012, 05:59:34 AM
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Dec 12, 2012, 05:55:55 AM
Yup, the Christmas special I did in the first year was about them hosting a multi-media celebration Christmas party in Aspen only for the CEO of the focus company to be targeted by another assassin.
Classic Christmas story.
And seeing as who your character is based on, Strahovski was there as well. Awesome. ;D
And Olivia Wilde, too! ;D
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Quote from: SpaceMarines on Dec 12, 2012, 06:00:19 AM
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Dec 12, 2012, 05:57:22 AM
I would totally be up for another, but it would have to be in the pre-Juliet era.
Or be a Very (Depressing) Fatale Christmas.
"Hey Juliana, what did you get Juliet for Christmas?"
"Everybody within a thirty-foot radius will find out once she opens the top of the box."
"Oh..."
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Dec 12, 2012, 06:09:01 AMAnd Olivia Wilde, too! ;D
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Don't tell me that Jen Carpenter was there as well, or else I'm buying a ticket to Aspen. :o
Well actually, she was. :laugh:
Spoiler
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Jennifer Carpenter, Olivia Wilde, Yvonne Strahovski, John Slattery, James Callis... I really wish this was a real thing. :laugh:... :-\
If you ever get the chance to meet them, at least have them sign a picture of their character. :D
It is my life goal.
had 2 dreams. one being about vampires and how they were taking over. Figuring humanity was lost, I just opted to become one of them. There was a lot more to it, but giving any of those details wouldn't make much sense, most of it has to do with familiar surroundings.
The other one was when I was doing an investigation on a scientist who was turning a man into a robot. He didn't tell us outright, told us he was doing something else. So I had to go through door after door to finally get to his secret lab and found the man made into a robot or cyborg. The setting was 1950s, I think.
My last dream was about a building with a roof made of cheese, built as a New Year's celebration. A candle would be lit and burn for a few hours and at 12 PM on New Year's Eve, it would reach the cheese, which would melt and rain down upon the people in the room.
my last dream was having 'fun' with Harley
I had a dream about my cat Juliet being torn apart by some animal and I couldn't do anything, then I realized it was a dream. Then I "woke" up to see her dyeing on that counter at the vet. Then I really woke up. I guess I don't feel good.
Had a dream about Jack Reacher, yet he was fighting zombies. And part of the cast in the film Humans Vs. Zombies appeared in my dream, and there was also one part of the dream where my legs were bandaged and I was in the hospital with college students talking about the 'Zombie Virus' just outside the hospital room. :laugh:
Had an odd dream with a recurring theme "men who build towers so high, they no longer see the sky." and there was in fact an extremely tall tower that would have put the Twin Towers to shame. In the story of the dream, there was a rich man and his wife who travel to Africa and befriend a native there. That's where they hear that quote I mentioned. They bring him back, because he had a desire for an eduction in the musical arts, if I remember correctly.
But the rich man actually had a skyscraper that was extraordinary tall, and he apparently had these balconies, where he was a making a garden for his daughter. He was having a cherry blossom tree being lowered down and it was something I was watching through the window, and that when I saw the rope break and the cherry blossom tree fell. Because the cherry blossom tree was at such a height, it started to fall away from the tower and starting picking up speed- that where ever it landed, it caused an huge amount of damage for the people below.
Also, my fear of heights was intensified, as I kept freaking out when I looked down.
So I had this dream where I was living with my family in Colombia in an apartment. I decided to go out for a late night stroll and maybe get a hotdog. Being Colombia and this not being the city area the light's are that sort of dim yellow that makes everything look brown/orange (think Alien 3) I'm walking down the street and I hear this noise coming from an alleyway, I look and I see what I can only describe as something that looks like a cross between the mutated Licker from the first Resident Evil movie, and the Kothoga from the Relic and around the size of a grizzly bear. So this thing is chasing me and chasing me until I reach my apartment. I start running up the stairs and now there's three of them, I close the door and one of them smashes it's head through it, the face which I now had a good look at did in fact look like the Kothoga mixed with the monster from Cloverfield (look I don't even know a better way to describe it, it just seemed to have what looked like fangs on the top and bottom jaw that protruded and looked like mandibles stuck to the skin). So that one I stab with a kitchen knife and I keep running, the apartment me and my family live in seems to now have 100 floors or something and these things just wont stop chasing me. I finally make it to my apartment get in my bed and just put the sheets all the way up as if I were a little kid hiding from the monsters in the closet. I woke up right after that.
f**k. :'(
I had a pretty random Django Unchained dream. I was being chased by Candie and these other random guys, and found my way to Django, and my dream goes into 3 person veiw. I see myself as a black dragon-horse creature in which I'm Django's horse. :laugh: After that I woke up to my alarm, which is a crappily recorded version of the Django Unchained intro song. :D
Last night, I dreamed the the characters from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic were in Borderlands. They were killing things and blowing shit up, blood was flying everywhere. I woke up and the first thing I said was-
"f**king awesome."
I had a dream I was one of my Manga dogs, and I had to fight against this evil Great Dane. Well, my pack mates and I. Anyway, my troops were getting killed off one by one -- I forgot the dog's name, and we were speaking a whole different language. So, my best friend, who I think was an Akita Inu breed was about to attack the evil dog, he saw her attack coming as she lept and grabbed her by the neck with his jaws and threw her to the side.
But see, we had to fight the dog going uphill on a big pile of logs -- the evil Dane occupied the top log. And yet, my best friend was thrown right onto the tip of a thin, sharp branch jutting out straight up. And that was her death in the dream; getting impaled.
I just watched her life-less body before going into a full sprint and attacking the dog. Yet the Dane swung his paw at my head, sending me rolling down the log pile, and catching my leg on a branch; impaling my hip. It was so bad I started bleeding out, and of course the dog had to come down and rip a chunk out of my throat. Turns out we were on Papac Alaska's (Ax Men) log run, long before they got there. And I had already bled to death when they came. As far as I could tell, I was a German Shepherd dog.
I actually found that place between dreams and reality I was clearly awake but every time I closed one eye and stared at the blank TV I saw flowers.
I had a dream where I lived somewhere else and this guy with no shirt was trespassing on my front porch and I was like "you need to leave" and he said "No, man." so I said again, "you need to leave or I'm gonna shoot you." And he says, "No, man." So then I go and get my shotgun and I'm like "Last chance" And for the final time he says "No." So I shoot him and he flies back like he's got ragdoll physics in Halo or some shit and he flies over the rail and his leg disconnects at the knee even though I shot his chest and he's got no wounds from the actual shot itself but he's dead and his eyes are all open and stuff.
I had a dream where one of my beloved friends dies. I was at school and the bell rang to go home, so I was crossing the busy street and my dog followed me across the road. As I turned to look at him while waiting on the other side he was halfway across and got hit by a car. I burst into tears and realized it was my fault he followed me. I was shouting "It's my fault" over and over again while in tears. :(
I dreamt that I sucked my own dick...weird.
Dude, at this point you don't even have to label that as a dream.
*Looks at Rick's post*
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Ermahgerd Rick, stahp eeet. :D
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Hey, guys, what's going on in this thre...
Oh, shit.
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Jan 19, 2013, 12:19:09 AM
I dreamt that I sucked my own dick...weird.
Did you spit or swallow?
Quote from: Lie on Jan 19, 2013, 12:58:39 AM
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Jan 19, 2013, 12:19:09 AM
I dreamt that I sucked my own dick...weird.
Did you spit or swallow?
I'm not sure, I was too busy choking on my own dick and breaking my back doing it.
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Jan 19, 2013, 12:19:09 AM
I dreamt that I sucked my own dick...weird.
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I had a dream I was in my local bakery and there is this girl there she's about 5.2, pale mixed raced, black hair tied back, no ass, no tits. Ever since my mother told me this story about a guy coming in and confessing his love for her, I've always felt a little attracted to her. I've hit on her occasionally and she's made it clear that she has a boyfriend and she's heard about me from my big mouth mother, right that's all the history now the dream;
I was in the bakery with my mother and the girl was serving us and every cake or anything we asked for she'd react for it in a sexual poses and when I asked her is there any Carrot Cake left she leaned over the counter and kissed the end of my nose saying "I'll check round back for you" and when she walked away suddenly she had this stunning figure. See in shows when people suddenly remember things in anime and the images flashes with a sharp noise I saw my Girlfriend praying like this;
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I turned to my mum I said "I'll be outside" when I step outside I woke up, I knew it had to be a dream that bakery girl in f**king miserable as hell.
It's been bugging me all day I knew how my gf appeared and faded was taken from something I'd seen before, it was from this 0:41;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFuDqF3EVIs# (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gFuDqF3EVIs#)
I had a dream about fortune cookies that caused people to die bloody deaths if they read them. So I ended up calling an older brother (which I didn't know I even had) that lived in San Diego, so I could go hang out with him till everything cleared up.
Someone mixed mustard and vodka together as a drink in my dream and when I woke up I was really worried that that drink was a real thing.
This has been a strange past 2 pages :-X
Quote from: Aspie on Jan 20, 2013, 05:08:14 PM
This has been a strange past 2 pages :-X
I had a dream you SHUT THE HELL UP...
guess it didn't come true...
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Quote from: ScardyFox on Jan 20, 2013, 08:29:19 PM
Quote from: Aspie on Jan 20, 2013, 05:08:14 PM
This has been a strange past 2 pages :-X
I had a dream you SHUT THE HELL UP...
guess it didn't come true...
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Quote from: Rick Grimes on Jan 19, 2013, 12:19:09 AM
I dreamt that I sucked my own dick...weird.
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Just read Rick's post...
I can't stop laughing. :laugh:
I had a nap-dream about this forum, yet everyone looked like they were in the Django Unchained movie.
What was I wearing?
Err, I can't remember. Nap-dreams are hard to recall for me..
Quote from: Rick Grimes on Jan 19, 2013, 12:19:09 AM
I dreamt that I sucked my own dick...weird.
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I was in the world of Silkroad online and these thieves were running for their lives I quickly hide and this high lvl hunter came chasing after them the trader just behind him. I watched and wait for his transport killed it in one hit took all the stuff and hide I woke up when my scroll to the thieves den was full.
I MISS SILKROAD! :'(
I dreamed that every member on this forum was playing Halo 4, but we were all the Spartans in the battle. I was attacked by ShadowPred holding an energy sword, but I managed to stick him with a plasma grenade before he got to me. I shot down Aspie at a distance with my battle rifle. As I was about to go down a large staircase, Crazy Rich suprised me. I kicked him down the stairs and met him at the bottom. We managed to disarm each other and we engaged in a lengthy melee battle, which I eventually won. Standing tall in victory, I was then assassinated by Space Sweeper. Badass dream.
I dreamed that I dreamed, but that never happened. :'(
My most recent dream was Dick Smith punched and killed Mohamid Ali (Not sure if thats the correct spelling)Also China declared war against New Zealand and lost in two months.
I saw a Walrus
I had a dream that I was running to the Prometheus and this giant Deacon but it wasn't like the normal Deacon it looked a little wraith-like anyway it came from around the back of the Prometheus and hit me with a Sunlight Spear;
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When I woke up I was like "It look beautiful* I can still remember the image of it's scarf like skin things moving as it came round to attack me.
I dreamt that when I was in the middle of a meal, one of my teeth suddenly broke (I think it was an incisor; maybe a canine). At first I was a bit annoyed, since I've just gotten my braces off, but whatever, dentist's fix these things all the time. I went into the washroom to check out my hockey-player maw, poking at what was left of the tooth. I noticed it seemed really loose. Like, baby-tooth-about-to-fall-out loose. I poked at the one next to it. Same thing. Tried all the teeth; ever single solitary denticle in my mouth was loose, rotting, and ready to either snap or disintegrate. This scared me, as I've never even had a cavity before.
Then I woke up.
I dreamed humanity was hunting down the next link in our evolution which was me and everyone seemed to want me for they own purpose. In the end there was a massive war over the world because everyone wanted me.
I dreamt I was back at TK, what a dream laced with silver and gold, greater than all the treasure of the world. 8)
2 semi-nightmares :laugh:
One there were aliens coming from my back garden and I had to shut the back door but their were coming like the A:CM AI really slow walking on 2 legs, I shut the door looked back it was open and before the Aliens even got near I just shut it again. That f**king game. -_-
I was jamming with a mate that I kinda tossed aside years ago, then it was still his house but clearly a party and I saw this girl I know looking at me from across the room, there's something about her in real life that was there in the dream she always has a look of complete hatred and loathing it's just her default face, next thing I know I'm in the room just about to leave that part of the house and I hair his mum telling him to "look at what his done to you" and that I should leave. He comes and tells me to leave then I just walk into the mothers room and in the dream I didn't notice but she looked like he's mother wearing a my mother costume.
Ahah you had post #666!
Damn!
I ended up being the little bird who tells Rick to go and take over Woodbury in this one dream.
I dreamt this cat found its way into my home. It was cute and cuddly, all of a sudden it turned into a venomous snake that tried to kill me so I bashed its head with a rock.
I think that may have been analogous for how you view relationships with women.
Oh god, I'm sorry, that came out of nowhere.
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Feb 26, 2013, 03:49:10 PM
I think that may have been analogous for how you view relationships with women.
Oh god, I'm sorry, that came out of nowhere.
Was waiting for someone else to make that connection. :laugh:
Quote from: coolbreeze on Feb 26, 2013, 03:50:04 PM
Quote from: Space Sweeper on Feb 26, 2013, 03:49:10 PM
I think that may have been analogous for how you view relationships with women.
Oh god, I'm sorry, that came out of nowhere.
Was waiting for someone else to make that connection. :laugh:
Don't worry, that was the first thing that came to my mind too
Had a dream about sinking Navy battleships, my friend and I looked like monsters out of the Godzilla films. My friend ended up sinking an aircraft carrier. However, the atmosphere felt like Call of Duty: Black Ops..
I had a dream last night that involved Captain Rhodes, John Candy, and aliens attacking an airfield in a red & gold Chevy Caprice. Don't know what the f**k it was about, but it was like having an Ed Wood film playing in my brain.
Quote from: First Blood on Mar 21, 2013, 09:50:25 PM
I had a dream last night that involved Captain Rhodes, John Candy, and aliens attacking an airfield in a red & gold Chevy Caprice. Don't know what the f**k it was about, but it was like having an Ed Wood film playing in my brain.
You were probably visualizing one of Cvalda's scripts and it materialized in your dream. ;D
She does have that affect on me.
Quote from: Eva on Mar 21, 2013, 10:07:54 PM
Quote from: First Blood on Mar 21, 2013, 09:50:25 PM
I had a dream last night that involved Captain Rhodes, John Candy, and aliens attacking an airfield in a red & gold Chevy Caprice. Don't know what the f**k it was about, but it was like having an Ed Wood film playing in my brain.
You were probably visualizing one of Cvalda's scripts and it materialized in your dream. ;D
Nah. There's not enough repressed, toxic sexuality, and pffft, aliens. Everyone knows aliens are really non-corporeal intelligent entities that exist on another level of reality. ::)
I didn't say it was a
good script...
Spoiler
:P ;D
I had the craziest dream last night.
It all started when I went out hunting with Daryl Dixon and we came across a few zombies, after killing a few we fell down a hill where I landed in front of a cow that magically shit out pieces of crap made out of gold. I stole a few golden shits and the two of us continued hunting. After searching for an hour, we couldn't find anything. Then Daryl started picking at a bee's hive to grab some Honey for the group back at the prison. When he did that, a huge swarm of bee's chased us for 3 miles.
Later that night, we all celebrated and made honey comb cake and partied after the discovery of the golden shits I found. Then we went to the movies and watched The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug.
I was going into the backyard when I saw someone chasing my dog Benson with a knife and then stopped then starting chasing Applejack, stopped, then started chasing someone who had a "SpaceMarines" vibe to them into the next backyard (so indecisive...).
I grabbed the shovel and held it like a battle axe. I hopped over the fence. First I struck the knife guy with the shovel with all my strength, breaking his wrist and hand holding the knife. I didn't stop there for I felt a battle rage, I then struck the back of one of his knees, bringing him down. Then I finished him by striking his neck where it met his left shoulder, killing him an saving my companions. Then someone rode a motorcycle charged at me with a clever, I bitch slapped him off the bike with the shovel right off the bike, then used his own clever against his arm. I let him run away in agony.
The End.
So SpaceMarines Guy lived?
Yep.
Gud.
Didn't kill anyone because he was so indecisive.
I had a dream I was on a large boat, a ship even, out in the middle of my lake with a hot bikini woman under the beautiful sun. I think we were just about to do it with mutual passion when she said "ahhh, I love the deep water". Then the first thing that popped in my mind was "SHARK". I get off, run for the wheel and I turn that ship around to head for shore as fast as possible thinking "F**k this I'm goin' home". As I'm at full speed I can see land far in the horizon, then I look at all the water around me with eagle eye focus for awhile, searching. I then look back up forward and all land had magically vanished, I was in an open ocean.
The End.
I'm thinking of starting a blog where I write down all my epic/nightmarish/silly dreams. Even if nobody else happens to read them and it's purely for myself.
Last night I had a dream that I owned a washing machine called
Blingtron 4000 Jerk. and for some reason I only became aware of the name after having bought it. So I took a photo of it with my iPhone (I don't actually own any Apple products, lol) and it went viral. Everyone thought it was hilarious that there was actually a washing machine called
Blingtron 4000 Jerk. I have no idea how nobody would have known about it before but trying to find logic in dreams will make anyone go crazy. Anyway, suddenly I became obsessed with this washing machine of mine and I heard that it was going to be put up against other washing machines in a test to see which one does the job the best. So I broke into the Home Shopping Network set and jeopardised the chances of the other washing machines. I wanted the
Blingtron 4000 Jerk. to win damnit! I never did see which washing machine won. :'(
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Seriously, how did my mind come up with that?
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That sounds like the launching point for some demented Coen Brothers film.
Quote from: Vickers on Mar 25, 2013, 12:19:10 AM
I'm thinking of starting a blog where I write down all my epic/nightmarish/silly dreams. Even if nobody else happens to read them and it's purely for myself.
Last night I had a dream that I owned a washing machine called Blingtron 4000 Jerk. and for some reason I only became aware of the name after having bought it. So I took a photo of it with my iPhone (I don't actually own any Apple products, lol) and it went viral. Everyone thought it was hilarious that there was actually a washing machine called Blingtron 4000 Jerk. I have no idea how nobody would have known about it before but trying to find logic in dreams will make anyone go crazy. Anyway, suddenly I became obsessed with this washing machine of mine and I heard that it was going to be put up against other washing machines in a test to see which one does the job the best. So I broke into the Home Shopping Network set and jeopardised the chances of the other washing machines. I wanted the Blingtron 4000 Jerk. to win damnit! I never did see which washing machine won. :'(
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Seriously, how did my mind come up with that?
Huh, that's pretty interesting. I have no idea what to make of it though lol.
I just found it funny how I became so obsessed with a washing machine. :laugh:
Had one of the most downright bizzare zombie apocalypse dreams last night.
I could still fight zombies, they were zombies that could jog to get to where they were going. I had no idea what kinda animal I was, but I could fly. I think my inhuman howling to keep other weird animals away caused the zombies to come to our town. And shit got crazy..
I need to stop playing The Devil's Cartel. This one dream I had was in that game-verse, however, the story-line turned into The Hangover. We all got pretty f**ked up, and Salem kidnapped my dog. Nobody got lost or died though. :laugh:
Had a dream that I heard news that they were firing all the teachers from my hold school and headed down there, saw two of my old teachers leaving apparently they fired them cause they're gonna get in employment support staff to teach kids and find out what they want to do and hopefully leave school and walk straight into a job. Reflecting on this I was like "that's a perfect idea" but in the dream I was angry at them for laying so many people off, I walked in to find all my old schoolmates there, had a good time just chilling, flirting, reminiscing.
I had a dream were I accended humanity and became worshipped as a god. I was good until people started attacking than I wiped them out and became feared. After that everything spiralled out of control.
Quote from: Terx2 on Apr 12, 2013, 08:40:44 AM
I had a dream were I accended humanity and became worshipped as a god. I was good until people started attacking than I wiped them out and became feared. After that everything spiralled out of control.
I know the feeling.
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Well, had this dream where our family owned a huge biker bar (like the one from that show Full Throttle Saloon). Never knew where it was at, and I guess my brother, who was my stepbrother wanted my dad to die of cancer and let him take over the business. Only, my real dad was Army of Two's Tyson Rios, and my brother was his stepson, so my bro in real life was my stepbrother in this dream. And I guess Rios' buddy Salem was head of security at this bar. He and I just happened to be the same age, so we hooked up. As far as what game they appeared from; I could tell it was them from The Devil's Cartel.
Yet there was this mini side-dream where I was Amaterasu from Okami, like those mini dreams before you wake up.
I keep dreaming about a city under the sea with non-euclidian geometry.
and a weird, green tentacled face.
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I personally dug the Alan Moore version of R'lyeh in Neonomicon...
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a woman's uterus. The main character mates with a Deep One and the resulting offspring is Cthulhu. As Cthulhu exists outside of space and time, he influences events that cause his birth in the human dimension. And at the end of the story he "lies dreaming" in the womb's water. Trippy stuff.
I had a dream where Ian McKellan and myself were a couple.
Quote from: EEV2650 on Apr 19, 2013, 08:11:49 AM
I had a dream where Ian McKellan and myself were a couple.
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I had a dream that I was wearing rakes on my feet.
I had a dream where I opened a fringe investigation building. Had two teams.
Well I'm up and awake.
In the past I'd say I was being haunted, but one day after some research I actually now and then perform some sort of self sleep hypnosis, unintentionally in my sleep.
If I remember correctly, if you do a certain amount of a certain type of breathing amongst other things you can go into a sleep in which you have power over your dreams, but a mistake can be made which is opening your eyes in the "breathing" process.
When you open your eyes during the process you don't get power, in fact you get to live in your own horror scene. The way these horrific experiences are described match the details of what I experience.
I "believe" I "wake up", and what does one do when they wake up? Opens their eyes! Then one example of what happens next is that suddenly I can't move in my bed, it's as if I'm almost completely paralyzed. Then as if it were right in my left ear right in the room begins this growling (growling with shocking resemblance to that of the fridge scene in Ghostbusters). When I "truly" woke up I woke up terrified and panicy... in the dark.
That was not the last time (evidently as I'm awake now for that reason), it happened now and then but not in the same way. Like my door opening and closing slowly then finally seeing an outworldly and horrifying creature walking through the door towards me, or my eyes being shut as I feel hands touching me inappropriately. But one thing has remained consistent with all these experiences, laying in my bed under some sort of paralysis, not completely as I could turn my head slightly and I could as move my legs slightly forward and back, and I'd be struggling. In most cases I can't even speak, but in one case I fought and I fought and in a struggling fashion got two words out, "F**k you...".
What can I do to bring an end to this? From what I know I believe I can do nothing about it. But because it's happened enough times I'm less afraid. I have come to accept these experiences as a very bad kind of nightmare. And when they do happen I can at least tell myself "It's just a nightmare. It'll be over soon", because I know the signs and can often tell what is happening before any scary shit happens. Later on with these experiences I even started taunting what ever came for me, you know "Bring it on", "Give me your best shot", "Come on impress me", kind of stuff.
I had a dream that me and some other random people my age had to do some sort of ancient aztec ritual in a park. We had to put strips of clay in our ass cracks, then position them decoratively around our assholes. We then had to stand up and spin around whilst shitting.
Then I woke up.
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I had a dream I was in a battle, in Mandalorian armour in a mud and blood battlefield resembling that of WW1. I was taking cover a shooting while others were falling back, then it became somewhat quiet. I then heard a woman's voice going through a helmet, a fellow Mandalorian. I went to her then starting falling back with her to get her to safety. Then the artillery began coming down on us and a blast knocked us into a crater.
As I got up I found I we were not alone in that crater, a lone enemy hiding, an ugly looking alien, we went into hand to hand combat while the artillery was still coming down. Next thing I know, I'm gutted by a blade he pulled out fast and he starts laughing, I respond by pulling out my blaster pistol and blasting him in the knee then shot him twice in the head. Than that woman Madalorian gets up as she's come to her senses. I hear the artillery stop and then the roar of a wave of charging enemies. I told her "Get out of here" while I held on to my wound. I then turned my attention to a blaster machine gun type weapon, quickly bandaged up my wound to try and keep the mud out, then went prone at the edge of the crater.
The enemy approached and approached and I held and held for the element of surprise. When they got close enough I fired the rocket on my jet pack that took out many, then blazed away with that blaster machine gun. The kept coming, I kept firing, sometimes even resorting to the flamethrower. Eventually many were dead and the rest began retreating. As the battlefield became quiet I realized I couldn't get up, then I slowly began to drift away by the machine gun in that crater.
The End.
All I can remember is I was on a bus listening to Breaking Benjamin and the bus stop was like in ruins of London.
I dreamed that me and my friend were piloting a Jaeger in the Pacific Rim universe and fighting a monster. Two of my other friends were out technical advisors. We tore the f**ker apart. 8)
I had a dream about two earths. One was science oriented and one was religion oriented. And then there was this cult that tried to shift through into the science world and try to take control of both.
I was traveling back from some gathering and talking to some guy that said I was cheap in Naruto, while Lindsay Lohan was cracking out in the back seat, she looked f**king scary and we stopped and let her out and she started running on all fours chasing Dogs and Goats but because it was so dark every time she ran passed us we all jumped and I woke up then fell back to sleep she passed again and this repeated itself 3 times before I was like "f**k this I'm getting up".
Last night, I had a nightmare. Not a dream, a good old fashioned nightmare. I was walking down a street, at night and every single light that could be on was off. Either burned out or just turned off. Not a soul could be seen anywhere. A crow flew past my head. Like, REALLY close. After a while it happened again. As time passed by, the crows became more frequent and aggressive. I could see figures coming out of the alleyways. I sprinted into a hotel that had one light on on the 12th floor. I took the elevator, which was working for some reason. I heard a voice call my name, but for some reason I knew that it was the voice of a dead man. The cries became louder and louder until it became nearly unbearable. I finally reached the 12th floor and went to the room where the light was on. I heard a creaking noise coming from inside, so I opened the door. Inside I found my girlfriend that cheated on me (some of you may remember me telling you Guys about it on here) hanging from a pipe. She had killed herself.
This nightmare was so terrifying because of three reasons.
1- I was attacked by a crow a a child.
2- I saw a black figure in my backyard at night about two months ago.
3- My first time with my girlfriend that cheated on me, and my first time in general, was in a hotel on the 12th floor.
I'm getting chills writing this now.
Nightmares is pretty much all I ever get, I'm used to it though. It'd be nice to know what a good dream feels like again though.
I've gotten Nightmares before, but never this profound. I woke up shaking like a leaf. I put on Django Unchained to help me forget about it.
Quote from: Dovahkiin on May 27, 2013, 05:21:38 PM
I've gotten Nightmares before, but never this profound. I woke up shaking like a leaf. I put on Django Unchained to help me forget about it.
When I was deep in the psychosis all I had was Nightmares but I got so used to them cause they always left me with a different aftershock, as if I'd just watched a breathtaking cliffhanger.
I was thinking about how I've always had nightmares, feeling like since
ever. So I googled "How to have a good dream" and found and read a wikiHow page on it.
Warning: The following is for mature audiences and not 12 years olds, viewer discretion is advised.
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I just woke up from a sex dream.
It was sweeeet. So, basically this beautiful woman just comes out of no where all friendly like and offers. I'm like "okay" then we're going to my bedroom (in my previous house from my childhood, don't know why), we start out with a long while of grinding, touching, kissing, holding in a double bed with passion, then we just do it. Next, pan out to a cabin in daylight on a on open greenfield and we part ways with smiles, I approach a friend by a road then we start walking away and he says "Dude she's a babe", then I said something like "We banged ;D".
But then here is the bad news my friends, this dream isn't over and she's never seen again either, in fact that part was like "The first act", the field bit was an overture of sorts, then began the nightmare. The skies turn black and red and I'm now in a horror movie, I boldly rescued hostages from some evil dudes with success, later end up in a different house (my current house now) where I see a doctor looking at a playful but silent little girl in an empty fish tank when walking up the stairs. I enter my room, the door magically slams behind me then I hear a fleshy BOOM! Then I open the door and the doctor is gone, blood is everywhere but not on the silent little girl smiling while standing in a tank full of bloodless water. Everything else is a blur in my memory, something to do with climbing a tree to get another house to save someone else(never seen this house before). Then I wake up.
I had a nightmare that this serum (The cure for 80 percent of the worlds deadliest cancers) got infected by a terrorist group called "The Armada" and it rewrote the dna of everyone who took it. Deforming them and increasing there aggression. In a way devolving them. All countries went into quarantine isolating themselves and ordering marshal law. This woman I meet during it was carrying the original serum inside her and we hear rumors of a camp in Antartica is requesting anyone left to go there promising protection, food and shelter. About two days later everyone infected became worse. Growing tusks, loosing hair, eyesight fading and vomiting blood. We flee to Antartica and after days at sea we arrive. But the camp turns out to be The Armada's headquarters. We get captured, separated and tortured. Until an infected person unknown to us locked inside our ship breaks free and goes on a rampage killing most of the armed people and turning those held captive (including me) before dying from the cold. I wake as I start starving after eating the woman and begin returning to normal.
I had the best dream. I was working on the moon, and the colony was made up of huge domes and long connecting walk ways. Everything was made of glass, the walls and ceilings. It seemed so real, it was dark outside and I had stopped walking through the hall to stop and stare at the Earth. I felt my neck stretching to gaze at towards the blackness of space. It looked like velvet with little lights in it for stars. The Earth seemed to be glowing. The hallway was kept a little chilly. I felt so content. Then the stupid alarm went off and I'm stuck here on Earth for now. What a great dream :)
Had this dream my best friend and I had found ourselves in the film They Live.
I had a dream that I was browsing in the store (Wal-Mart I think), then I looked down enough to notice I had no pants, I was surprised to see myself in underwear instead. But then I was like "Haters gonna hate!" and danced through the store.
Had nightmares last night. I can't really remember what they were about. Something about demons, sex and torture. I'm sure it had something to do with that undigested meat loaf, mac and cheese, and apple juice I had boiling in my guts.
Demons, sex and torture? Or what Grimes used to call "Tuesday Nights"
You've spoken the forbidden name Novak :o
Shit! Is that why my chest has tightened and there's a shooting pain running down my right armmfdgmfdgfdlbdlb cv bv......
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Quote from: EEV2650 on Jun 22, 2013, 01:40:52 PMHad nightmares last night. I can't really remember what they were about. Something about demons, sex and torture.
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Last night I dreamed that I was walking to an appointment and during the walk there was Chewbacca going after me -- he was continuously imploring for charity.
Most bizarre dream I have had in a while.
I had a dream I teamed up with Sgt. Donnelly from the Micheal Bay Transformers movie and we had to fight Xeno's. I was the one yelling "this is about to get all bad n' shit!", and "this is going to hell real fast!". But I was able to defend myself. XD
Aweful dream, giant spiders with a hard exoskeleton were rampant on my street. No more mixing cough medicines before bed :-\
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Quote from: EEV2650 on Jun 22, 2013, 01:40:52 PMHad nightmares last night. I can't really remember what they were about. Something about demons, sex and torture.
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With my avatar that response is epic :D
So I had this dream last night...
I was stuck in the base from the original Doom games and everything looked like Doom except for the enemies and myself who all looked realistic. Now that's not the strange part...
The strange part is that I'm looking for some girl and I see what's happening to her as if it were a cutscene (I however don't even think about it I just move on as if I'm the actual character). She transforms into this disgusting spider-woman monster (which is a boss in the games btw) that has extremely wrinkled skin and those creepy old witch hands.
So she starts hunting me and I have to run around looking for a weapon in a place full of Imps and possessed soldiers. The place looks like a demonic maze version of the prison from The Dark Knight Rises. So I'm running and there's this scary ass music playing in my head. It sort of sounds like a more horrifying/faster version of the music in Alien Resurrection when the swimming aliens start attacking. So I'm running around and Spider-Bitch is hunting me down trying to kill me and I'm blasting my way through soldier and imp after soldier and imp until I find the plasma gun. I start trying to kill Spider-c**t with that and it doesn't work so I go through another maze. I find the BFG-9000 and right when I'm gonna blast her apart she becomes all pixelized Doom 1 & 2 style along with my hands and the gun; and then I wake up. And it wasn't a slow wake, oh no. It was one of those where you wake up gasping and you open your eyes as soon as you regain conciousness.
Needless to say...I should probably stop playing Doom for a while methinks...
Had a dream that they put Sgt. Donnelly in an episode of Transformers Prime. But it was like I was watching the episode on my phone in my dream. Yet he kept talking about this Autobot named 'Amaterasu', and Amaterasu turned out to be a wolf-autobot who's vehicle form was a black hawk helicopter. And I guess Ammy was Donnelly's Guardian Autobot. I think when I finished the episode I just sat there quietly before waking up out of the dream. :laugh:
The first time I played DOOM gave me a hella nightmare where I died 2 or 3 times in one dream.
So every nightmare I have theres always a city of pipes in the middle of a park and it was zombies,I went to my house and I suddenly looked like I was 25,so I was running and 3 hell hounds that look undescribable started chasing me and then my family was at the house and im going to protect them but the hounds came up and tried to bust the door down and im holdin it down to let my family escape but when they did the hounds broke the door and tore my arms off and ate both my legs.
Then all of a sudden I was with a group of people id never seen but we were running from this spider like thing as big as a 4 story house chasing us in a cave,I was in the back running but then the thing gutted my heart out with its leg and snagged me up and threw me on the jagged rocks. After that the last time I died I woke up directly as it happened so I dont remember.
It seems whenever I have a dream its always a nightmare like these as of the last 2 years.
I had a terrible nightmare. It was realistic and was about one of my greatest fears.
To try and keep it simple, I met someone. They were honest and kind, many things good about them and they became a good friend. It was at that point one of the best dreams I've had in a long time as I once more had someone I could trust with my life, all was right with the world... but then it begins to take an ugly turn.
These good things about the person begin to vanish without reason, and they become more and more dishonest and mean, deceptive and cruel. My heart was being crushed, and I even began to say things that weren't true because I wasn't even thinking, I was so suddenly heart broke and in pain that I was just retaliating with anything that came to mind.
It was horrible.
I've been chased by T-rex, ghost and aliens, but this nightmare hit me deeper.
I get nightmares where I can fight back.
I did have this one about playing an arcade horror game titled "Rush Valley". Like, as soon as I stared at the screen, I found myself immersed into the game and was like I was actually there. But before I got immersed, it was like I was watching the into. The plot was supposed to be "Two kids go missing in 1993 in the valley's forest. A year later in 1994, a female (main protagonist) is escorted to the area by a small town officer to look for her lost dog, who was never lost at all."
And I guess Rush Valley was an area a few miles from a small town in which the protagonist was from. Rush Valley is like Ravenholm, we NEVER go there. As far as characters, the police officer guy was like supposed to be a male lead role; Officer Ferotes – Small town police officer who wears a brown cowboy hat, biker gloves, and shorts (no idea why), aged about 29-30 years, is shown escorting the protagonist to the forest valley but waits as she goes in, seeming to flee as the woman disappears into the fog. He's white, so it's all good. And I think he was ex-military.
Before I knew it, I was in the game, meeting the officer and shit. As soon as I entered the foggy area of Rush Valley, the "NOPE NOPE NOPE" ensued. Holy shit, it was one of those scary-ass nightmares where you think you're gonna kick the bucket, but it never happens. Just scares the living shit out of you. I did manage to find the dead bodies of the kids and like "freed their lost souls" before this text came up in my face all melty font saying "You've done your job, NOW GET THE f**k OUT OF HERE BEFORE YOU f**kING DIE". And I just about turned tails and ran screaming back to the edge of the forest, which was more flat land covered in creepy-ass fog.
And then I get thrown into a cut-scene which was like; The woman flees the forest, getting clear and back to the road where she runs into officer Ferotes. She goes on about the man in the forest, in which Ferotes promptly escorts her back to his car to take her back into town. The game ends. The monster never actually showed itself, but more of "getting lost and swallowed up by the darkness".
A couple nights ago, I dreamed that I was in my house and SCP-173 was in my room.
(If you don't know SCP-173 here's the article. http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-173 (http://www.scp-wiki.net/scp-173))
I ran away and began shutting doors behind me, but no matter how many doors I shut, I'd always hear the f**ker behind me. Scariest nightmare I've had in a while.
I had a weird dream. Where I was a part of a gang that steals pokemon, yugioh and magic the gathering cards and sells them on ebay. Slowly we each get caught because of someone leaking infomation. I'm tasked with finding out who it was. Turns out my truck was optimus prime and been gathering evidence on all of us. Massive police raid on our hideout. Most of us get slaughtered by trying to activate the cards ;D I hide inside the bunker built under our hideout. Building explodes and I climb out carrying suitcases full of cash. I see optimus lying on the ground bleeding and I walk away.
I had a dream I met Zack Ward, and gave him praise for his role as Postal Dude in Postal. As well as giving him shit for his role as vampiric Billy the Kid in BloodRayne II (the movie). It was awkward, but he seemed to be insanely friendly. Apparently, in this dream; they seemed to be filming a new season of Titus in my hometown. :laugh: :laugh:
Just what the hell did I do to dream about this...
Had an RE dream last night.
Chris was trying to give a speech during RE6, and this started to play:
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But it was like I was the only one that heard it, Piers was off doing things, and I couldn't keep it together with the music and Chris combo. I started laughing so hard, and of course they gave me the most annoyed stares possible.
Last night I dreamed that I was fighting against Bane and his army of thugs from The Dark Knight Rises along side Batman and Scorpion from Mortal Kombat. We were losing until Rainbow Dash from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic and the vault hunters from Borderlands came to help us out. All in all, pretty badass dream! :laugh:
If I can recall another Resident Evil dream, it was one I had the night I beat Re6 and went to bed.
I remember rattling off a bunch of inappropriate jokes in front of Piers Nivans. I mean, the jokes were so raunchy that the best thing Chris could do was to ignore me. :laugh: Apparently I crossed the line with one of my jokes, because one minute Nivans looked okay - the next - he was shouting at me to shut the hell up. And I was just like:
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Of course, Finn was like "don't yell at Ama.." - don't ask me why these dreams even happen.
I have a recurring presence in my dreams I've called The Blackened.
They seem to be people carved out of meat into generic positions and then roasted until they stiffen. At first they seem to be nothing more then bizarre statues, but they can move slightly, and their throats and faces twitches when they try to speak, which only ever ends up being a harsh croak.
I've seen a man in a coat and hat in my hallway, the hat being scorched black and pink -fins- about his head, long stiff curtains of meat hanging down, wrists fused with his hips in an imitation of putting his hands in his pockets. He slowly tilted his head and his cheek tightened, sighing until he croaked.
Another was a mother and her child standing in the middle of the road watching me, their hands fused together, stiff fins of meat forming their hair, the mothers legs fused at the knee by one stretch of black meat to imitate a knee length skirt.
They've never been aggressive, they normally just pop up into the more isolated dreams where I'm somewhere alone. They stand and watch, mostly from a distance, radiating a powerful sense of longing.
Had a dream last night that I got teamed up with Retribution-verse Barry Burton, but we were in the movie SHARKNADO.
My dream last night was me and a bunch of random game characters got fused into a reality tv show. Kazuya and Albert Wesker were fighting over the TV. Scorpion and Shadow the hedgehog were fighting over refrigerator space. Plus Link and Dante was fighting over the last slice of pizza. While I was arm wrestling with Megatron. Oddly enough I won all six times in a row.
I had this random Attack on Titan dream (I blame my childhood friend for streaming it over her iPad while she was over this week), I was Okami Amaterasu, and Issun was mouthing off to Attack on Titan's Levi. Right then Levi turned around and smacked me on the muzzle, wasn't sure if he was aiming for Issun, or I was the closest person standing by him. :laugh:
I had to mention in one part of my dreams last night that Debra Messing was my girlfriend and wanted me to not kiss her lips, but her eyes. Her kisses were really soft and gentle, I might add. ;D
I was driving a Mongoose (Halo) while being chased by a Spinosaurus.
That's amazing. :D
Watch this before reading below for some context.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4PR9NZlAB4#ws (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4PR9NZlAB4#ws)
I dreamed that the cat with hands appeared in my backyard one day. It was playing with my pug, Abbott. My sister begged my mom for us to keep it, even though I was thoroughly creeped the f**k out. My mom agreed and it was okay for a while. Then we went outside and Abbott's face was gone. The cat had taken it. It was truly horrifying. I woke up in a cold sweat. But then I remembered it came from that badass short film and I smiled. :laugh:
Every once in a while I dream that when I spread my arms I begin to fly straight up for hundreds of feet then fly around. I love those dreams. :D
I dreamed I was some kind of android. The entire outside of my body was metallic. I existed in some pitch black maze. There was no air flow. I spent forever just feeling my way around, hoping to find a way out. Finally I felt breeze and started to see light. There was a very long ramp leading up to what looked like a bunker door. Outside I could see pale red skies. Finally, I got outside, and found the wind was so choked in red dust that I couldn't see very far. The wind was hot. In the distance, I could see the crumbling remains of sky scrapers. They seemed damaged by erosion.
As I walked, I noticed it was getting harder and harder to put one foot in front of the other. I looked at my hand and tested my fingers. They were stiffening. I kept walking, and it became an effort to lift my foot and move it forward. My knee was making a grinding sound. I spent what felt like days walking in a straight line, steadily slowing down, all my joints locking up. Now I couldn't move at all. My eyes crusted over with rust.
Years later, someone scraped the rust from my eyes and stood before me. They had no face, skin a dull red, wearing a loincloth and a spear made from scrap metal. The creature looked me over, determined I was worth nothing and my power finally died.
I had a dream about a mutant baby, it was a human-like baby but had the eyes of a frog and had hands shaped like ping pong paddles, and it had a dirt coloured "skin" which it's skin looked almost kinda like a dried up desert ground with the cracks in it.
I had a dream that I was interacting with the characters of Mass Effect, and I left the room because something was troubling me, when I went back in, they were all dolls that looked like Sesame Street puppets.
I had a dream I was getting chased by an elephant with a mini elephant on it's back, which had a giant trunk.
And for some reason it was beating up a lion to a bloody pulp, which soon came after me too.
As I was about to escape in a jeep, I ran into unmovable Cape buffalo....
Come to think of it I had no nightmares but I do have dreams about me with the people from high school of the dead we kill zombies that's it then I wake up.
Does having aliens abduct you then putting a motorized saw right through your head until you wake up at the point when it reaches your spine count as a nightmare?
Just a bit of back story first. My grandfather is a truck driver in New England, and due to all the snow we've had lately, I got a job helping him. So, a few days ago, I had a rather interesting dream. I was driving down a dark, damp road surrounded by woods on both sides, apparently on the way to a delivery in the truck. By the side of the road, a group of orcs of the Tolkien variety were firing crossbows into the path ahead of us. Rather than be freaked out, I was simply curious as to what they were firing at. That is what scared me.
As we kept driving, we encountered a group of men exiting a vehcile in hazmat suits. They began pointing to this dark purple liquid on the ground, and urged us to avoid driving through it. We (me and my grandfather), did as they told us, and kept on going. Up ahead, this scene repeated again, with a group of hazmat suited people telling us to avoid the dark purple liquid on the ground. We kept driving until we reached what appeared to be a town square, and my grandfather entered a shop to talk with some old friends.
While I waited in the truck, a young couple approached and begged us to let them in. All the while, I could vaguely make out my grandfather's old friend's telling him that there was a zombie outbreak. Oh, great. Suddenly, one of them he was speaking with fell to the ground and began twitching violently. My grandfather left the shop in a hurry, and allowed the young couple to join us in his truck. The next thing I knew, the scene shifted, and I was in a dimly lit basement opposite a table with four people sitting at it. On one side of the table was an acquaintance from high school, whom I haven't seen in years. Across from him was another acquaintance, one who I don't talk to much, by who I have more contact with than the other guy. Sitting side by side on another side of the table, with their backs to me, was the young couple from earlier.
Basically, the four of them were discussing how to combat this zombie outbreak. I didn't do much, I just paced around and was wondering what was happening.. For some bizarre reason, I wasn't overly nervous, I'm just a natural pacer. In any case, after a few moments of not talking, I went up to that old acquaintance from high school, and began talking to him. I told him about what I was doing with my life now, and then the dream ended. Sorry if this posted was a bit long winded, but I felt like sharing that dream.
I dreamed I was eating a bowl of porridge. As I pushed the spoon into my mouth, it came out with blood on it. I checked with my tongue and fond a gouge in my gums where the spoon cut in. I shrugged, kept eating, and when I pulled the spoon free of my lips, a tooth and a little scrap of meat fell into my porridge. I looked down, stirred it curiously, shrugged and just kept eating. As I ate my porridge, the spoon just kept destroying my mouth, until the bloody porridge I shoved into it just fell right back out through the holes in my teeth. Eventually my entire jaw fell into the bowl.
I just sat there and looked at it, placing my hands on the table, trying to get my head around this. I should be worried... but I'm not. Then I noticed that the flesh had melted off of my hands and wrists, and when I tentatively drew back, some of the fingers crumbled and sinews shredded off. So, I guess I'm just waiting in my chair to fall to pieces then.
While panning for gold in what appeared to be Alaska, a woman was being chased by some guys and threatened to strip to her undies. For some reason I put all my large gold nuggets on a scale and got over 9 ounces (since they are nuggets, the price per ounce can jump dramatically!) She grabbed a pair of scissors and said she would cut the power. She did so. I was then jumping on sinking snow in the Bering Sea and went into a very small church (?), with many Iniuiqat natives. As they were speaking in their native tongue, I could understand them and a little girl said she would teach me their customs. I agreed without any hesitation and felt a very high sense of excitement whilst with the natives.
I really need to move to Alaska. ;D
I don't typically remember my dreams but I remember last nights 'cause it was kind of a weird one for me.
So...I was the creature actor for Alien 5. I was being directed by someone who was apparently a cross between Neill Blomkamp and David Fincher. The suit looked like the Alien 3 suit. However, I remember thinking in the dream that I was going to be shit. I'm too short, I'm not slender or tall enough and I just couldn't nail my marks. I was doing this weird arm thing like the Predator. So we take a break and I'm just pottering around the set, being nosey, looking at the various things and apparently I'm nailing the performance. The cameras start rolling and I freeze up.
Then we end up in a different part of the set. There's a pillar of hived up material being rigged up with a harness and wires. Neill/David is talking me through some stunt work we're going to be doing when I notice Dennis Lowe on set. Turns out he's doing some FX work on the film and has brought along all his stuff from Alien and it would seem he's got some pretty rare photographs. I then see SiL, Valaquen and Wvvvrmmm stood there, literally hyperventilating with excitment over the photos he's showing off. Then shakermakerman walks up to me, cool as a cucumber looking around and says "pretty cool, eh?"
And then I wake up.
So, I remember being in a city similar to Miami, somewhere on the outskirts of the city, near a huge mall. I was walking along the streets nearby and seeing cars scattered all over the place. There was no trace of an accident, the cars were in perfect condition. I remember seeing this in 3rd person mode so I could see myself and some of my buddies in SWAT suits walking carefully along the street (sure Rainbow Six Vegas came here). Suddenly, we heard 2 cars coming from behind, a red and a black SUV. We all turned back too look. My buddies fired in that direction and I was running in the opposite direction. Didn't realize I was walking in circles as when I came back, the red SUV was blocking my way. I slided over it and continued going to the mall, without knowing what happened with the others.
After that I remember coming home in the black SUV. My home was a simple cabin in the middle of a swampy area with a lake nearby. TO my amusement, it was in the middle of the city. Something like a side-street. I got out of the car and saw my sister (I'm an only child) coming in (Juliet from Lolipop Chainsaw, except without Nick). She was carrying something. A vending machine and a surf board. I took the vending machine and put it next to the big rock in front of our house. Coming from the house, there was Fred (inspired by Fred from Blue Team - Halo, though looking 10-20% like him). He just stood there and looked around. A military truck came in, in there was my dad, but looked nothing like him and didn't act like him. He looked at the vending machine. I pressed some buttons at random and something came from the upper side. It was a damn turret ! Four black SUV's came in.
It all looked a bit like WATCH_DOGS. Out of nowhere, I was carrying an AK47, so I jumped in. A parachute came bursting out from Fred's chest and covered his entire body. A fking parachute... :laugh: I kept firing, firing. It was only me and Fred. Oh, no there was also Juliet. She kept looking at me like she was waiting patiently for me to finish. After I finished the fight, I woke up.
I did not play WATCH_DOGS the day before having this dream. Random dreams hit me all the time, guess it's my name. :laugh:
Aside from the occasional "brutally murdering people" and/or gore-filled dreams, I think my favorite from like a week ago was me being a shark. I like to read into those "dream meanings" and most of the animals I've dreamed about represent some pretty bad stuff.
Also if you squash spiders in your dreams, it's supposed to be misfortune. I mean, I killed three in one dream, I think I got a comet coming for me. :laugh:
So I had a funky nightmare last night. I sometimes have what I call fever dreams. They're really weird nightmares that I wake up and find myself sweating, high temperature. I normally blame my lady friend as she has the heat output of a thousand suns.
I had one Monday but I can't remember it. Last nights I do. It was an interesting one for one specific moment. So I'm in a mini-Hubble telescope. An old one apparently, one of loads. And then I ended up in an Apollo capsule. We're about to land on the moon. It's this bit I loved - I was so exhilarated in the dream, seeing all the lunar surface and the mountains and etc.
We're circling this area and the pilot can't put down and we start to panic. Eventually we're down. Turn outs we're in some sort of dome that has been discovered on the moon. Complete with atmosphere. I keep my space suit on anyway. I'm there with 2 other guys, one who is apparently my Dad (looks nothing like my Dad). We go exploring to find these Alien towers (that end up looking like prefab locations from Halo) and get attacked by these weird moon aliens that are like cougars and have some damn good bounce on them.
Not-Dad says behind to lock some doors and hold them back and me and the other fella eventually make it through the closing door using our own super bounces.
And I wake up. Silly dream but I remember that feeling of wow of seeing the lunar surface.
Had a dry dream(if you know what i mean ;) :D ;D ;)
Been having MANY m2m erotic dreams recently. :D
I think drinking warm milk at night has been making me remember my dreams lately. I can definitely say I've been dreaming about zombies :-\ I only started watching Walking Dead back during Christmas break, I haven't really gotten back to b/c school.
Any nightmares(on the nightmare thread)
Lot of nostalgic dreams last night. Being with my dad and my siblings, visiting random (fictional) places with them, and my brother having a pet python for some reason. However, the highlight that was absolutely magical was looking at the night sky and seeing a total eclipse of the moon (don't think that is scientifically possible), multiple planets, and glimmering stars, sometimes they an ancient telescope. The night sky was at my grandparents house in Virginia, but the woods were replaced with empty vacant housing complexes. In reality, my mother has been traveling to VA to help clear the houses out since there have been multiple deaths since last Christmas.
Man that night sky was magnificent! Almost a religious experience in a dream.
Recently had a dream where i was exploring an abandoned building with a friend. It was full of junkies coming straight out of a fallout game, who where not too fond of our presence. Kinda creepy, but fun in a way when we were escaping them.
A brief moment driving near a farm and listening to, get ready for it, a Pink Floyd song that doesn't exist in our dimension. The only lyrics I can remember Roger singing were "no matter how he tried" followed by glorious saxophone tunes and blissful piano solos by Richard. Felt like something from the Momentary Lapse album, if Roger had stayed. Man I wish that song existed!!!
Recently had one where I started a new job and the boss was mean as a snake. Then I was tagging along on an expedition searching the ocean depths for famous shipwrecks. I eventually transitioned to a lovely and somewhat lengthy segment where I exchanged "the pleasantries" with a very attractive and capable woman about 15 years older than me. Immediately following that, I enjoyed the company of 5 rather exciting young ladies, in the simultaneous fashion. I later awoke to discover it was only 3am, and I still had a few hours of sleep left before work. Alas, I returned to sleep, and dreamt only of the past. A guy could have worse nights.
Had one last night that was very cinematic. I dreamed I was watching a new Alien film, though I sometimes felt like I was a part of it. But drifting in and out of roles and viewpoints as it went along. The setting was something akin to the game Dishonored. It was a kind of french/victorian city on the water. There was a woman sleeping in a safehouse. It was dark, damp, and had a high ceiling. During the night, she was attacked by and "did in" a hybrid mutation, similar to the dog mutation from The Thing, though she caught it in mid-transformation. As she tried to understand what she had just seen, she noticed the carcass of the original animal some 10 feet away, illuminated by the moon on the black stone of the safe house. The feeling was that of an assassination attempt.
After witnessing a meeting of several other people, it was revealed that the woman was part of a small group of individuals who question the recent deaths and disappearances that have been taking place across the city. They rendezvoused with her late the next evening, and left the safehouse. Exiting the alley, they each tore off a poster for some ongoing labor dispute or social/resistance movement. They made their way down the sidewalk by the river, blending in with the masses, as the orange sun began to set. After making it some distance, the local authorities began arresting demonstrators.
While the rest managed to escape the road, the woman was arrested and brought to a holding facility. It was made of red stone and glass, and stretched over and across the river like a small bridge. It was comprised of several holding rooms with large glass inset so passers-by could see and berate those within. As the first guard applied the manacles, she continued to play the part of innocent protester and said something akin to being "proud to suffer for the cause" or some such. The sun set as another guard shoved her into the room. He extinguished the candle in the doorway and the room went black.
Midway through fondling her posterior, there was a quick hiss, followed by an explosion of dark wet fluid and the crack/crunching of bone. I heard skin tear, and a dark shape like a large and ever growing serpent slithered across the ground with unrivaled speed and tore through the window plunging into the waterway some 20 feet below. The woman, horrified and confused, stepped towards the window. A line was being traced through the water as something swam just beneath the surface.
In the dim light cast by the street lamps below and to her left, she could see that the material she was covered in was blood and all manner of human tissue. The line in the water finally reached solid ground some 50 yards away. As she watched, a dark shaped crawled out of the water and onto the barren and dark street. It was a mature xenomorph, though she didn't know what it was. It turned and stared at her. Raising its left arm, it displayed the head of the guard, torn from his body, as if taunting her as it hissed and displayed its inner mandible. The woman lost it, and began to scream hysterically. Her screams were very rhythmic, a fact that made more sense when I realized it was my alarm clock, and I woke up. I think I'll write this one. Call it, "Alien: Liberation".
Dreamed I interviewed for a job working on some kind of large ship. I wound up working with about 3 of my current co-workers. Apparently we all left at the same time due to our current (real life) job tanking, and we wanted to stay together. We were going through a particularly bad storm, and there was danger of flooding down below. A coworker came and told me I was needed in the engine room.
The engine room was separated into two large halves for some reason. There was a large steel wall dividing the two. The ceiling was about 20'-25' above my head. I stepped down into the water, and radioed to the crew on the other side of the wall. I told them to close some (unnamed) valves to slow the rise of the water, and then get to higher ground. I closed the valves on my side, and proceeded to make my way up through the ship, telling my coworker to go first. As I was climbing one particular ladder, I looked to my left. There was a large pill shape opening in the side of the ship. It was maybe 8' high and 15' wide, and it allowed you to see out onto the lower deck.
It looked like were in the middle of a very strong hurricane. And I could see through the rain and waves that several men (possibly 8-12) were carrying a large stone object and trying to force it up a metal staircase out on the deck. I got to the top of the ladder and ran for the nearest door. I asked my coworker, "what the hell are they doin'?" She seemed scared and begged me to leave it alone. I flung the door open, stepped out into the storm, and went after them.
I caught up with them near the edge of the railing on the main deck. Heavy rains and crashing waves were making it difficult to walk, and terribly hard to see. They saw me and stopped. I was about to cut loose a list of questions and colorful expletives when I felt an unusual sensation. It's difficult to describe, but it stopped me in my tracks and I felt like I was near great power. Then I saw what they were carrying. It was a large stone cross. The discoloration in certain areas told me what I needed to know, it was the cross from the Crucifixion.
I was trying to understand why it was made of stone, when one of the men carrying it started shouting "we were never supposed to find this!" and various things about how we'll all die if we don't throw it over board. I knew somebody could be hurt or killed if they kept messing with this during the storm, A fight broke out. I did okay. It was messy, and definitely not choreographed. Eventually I got ahold of the man in charge and broke his nose, which shut him down pretty quickly. The weight became too much for the others, and they lost their grip on the artifact. Somebody screamed before it hit the deck. There was a loud noise and some kind of concussive wave flung me backwards into a steel wall. And then I woke up.
Even though I've graduated, I still have dreams where I'm in high school, or in high school and just walking around the middle school building for some reason. They're becoming less and less frequent, but now that it's September, I still have this incredibly odd feeling that I'm missing stuff and have way too many past regrets that refuse to go away. I skipped prom and ball, but I have dreams where I'm looking for someone at one of those events, usually a fictional person. I also have a lot of dreams where I'm looking for people in a grocery store, or I'm driving somewhere and I don't know where I'm going or who I'm looking for this time.
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Sep 09, 2018, 03:56:26 PM
Even though I've graduated, I still have dreams where I'm in high school, or in high school and just walking around the middle school building for some reason. They're becoming less and less frequent, but now that it's September, I still have this incredibly odd feeling that I'm missing stuff and have way too many past regrets that refuse to go away. I skipped prom and ball, but I have dreams where I'm looking for someone at one of those events, usually a fictional person. I also have a lot of dreams where I'm looking for people in a grocery store, or I'm driving somewhere and I don't know where I'm going or who I'm looking for this time.
This is completely normal, and you'll likely experience these dreams less as time goes by. I graduated college many years ago, and have no regrets, yet still have dreams that I'm running late for class or looking for an old friend. In most dreams I just wander around campus. Sometimes it's foggy and there is nobody there. Sometimes there's the new bunch of young kids raising hell and I'm just the old boy lost on "their" campus.
You're may just be subconsciously wondering where you go from here, and who you're going to be. It was an important time in your life. You'll miss it, you'll miss the people. It will all work out.
Quote from: Huggs on Sep 09, 2018, 06:01:43 PM
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Sep 09, 2018, 03:56:26 PM
Even though I've graduated, I still have dreams where I'm in high school, or in high school and just walking around the middle school building for some reason. They're becoming less and less frequent, but now that it's September, I still have this incredibly odd feeling that I'm missing stuff and have way too many past regrets that refuse to go away. I skipped prom and ball, but I have dreams where I'm looking for someone at one of those events, usually a fictional person. I also have a lot of dreams where I'm looking for people in a grocery store, or I'm driving somewhere and I don't know where I'm going or who I'm looking for this time.
This is completely normal. But it does get better as time goes by. I graduated college many years ago, and have no regrets, yet still have dreams that I'm running late for class or looking for an old friend. In most dreams I just wander around campus. Sometimes it's foggy and there is nobody there, sometimes there's the new bunch of young kids raising hell and I'm just the old boy waxing nostalgic. Sometimes the university is just included in a random dream as a background or location for something unrelated.
You're wondering where you go from here, and who you're going to be. It was an important time in your life. You'll miss it, you'll miss the people. It will all work out.
The weird thing is that I knew where I was going my entire senior year. Went Navy in October, and spent the rest of the year preparing. I guess the funnier part is that I was one of two people in my entire graduating class going military, so hearing everyone else talking about college made me feel less and less capable of relating to people my age. It's too early to tell if I'm going to miss anything or anyone. I kinda wonder if that's why none of the people I "look for" in dreams are real.
It started with me waking up in the middle of a steel corridor. I apparently had been knocked unconscious by something or someone. The lighting was a deep red/orange, as if the lights were failing or it was just some apocalyptic hell-house. I stumbled down a few corridors, leaning against the wall. I came to an open door, the kind you might see on a large ship. The hinges were heavily mauled by something and there was no way it was ever going to be closed again.
Through the doorway was an immensely large hangar, also bathed in the dim orange glow. It was filled with large shipping containers that had been tossed about and were now piled here and there. There was a good deal of metal detritus scattered amongst it all. Sharp, rusty, and blackened structures protruded from all angles. I suddenly felt a deep rumble beneath my feet and my ears were overcome with the sounds of metal being sheered apart and the loud roar of some unknown creature. Water suddenly burst from somewhere within the hangar. Great torrents poured in from all directions as the raging animal continued it's tirade. I turned and ran. Racing down the corridors, slipping and tripping my way towards God knows what. Hopefully, a way out.
I eventually reached a small metal staircase. At the top, the corridor was greatly widened, from say 5 to now 20 feet. The ceiling was about 15 feet above my head and it ended in a wall about 60 feet away. On the wall was a massive door about 8 feet tall by 5 feet wide. It was a gigantic hunk of steel covered in large rivets and weld lines. Whatever was chasing me had begun to gain ground, and the entire structure rocked and rumbled to the point that I was having a hard time maintaining balance. As I began my arduous trek for the door, it was like walking through deep mud. Whatever I was in, it had begun to angle terribly to my left, and I was losing what little balance I could maintain.
When I finally reached the door, I turned the gigantic wheel at its center. I could hear the water pouring up the corridor behind me, and the beast was nearly at my back. Since there was also now a slightly upward angle to the floor, I was having to fight the full weight of the door just to push it open. At this point, the noise was an unbearable cacophony of grinding and tearing. It was an explosion of sound, like being in the middle of a volcanic eruption. The thing (whatever it was) was nearly on top of me when I finally reached my breaking point. Fearing my death was imminent, I threw my shoulder against the door and managed to capitalize on the momentum it created. The door flung open just as the noise disappeared, and I found myself freezing as I jumped forward and flung it shut behind me.
I leaned back against the metal wall and shut my eyes for a moment. All was silent. When I opened them, I could see that I was standing in a snowdrift that had formed against the steel wall of some large structure. It was dark, and as I started to my left, I slipped on pure ice and fell against a metal railing, bruising a rib. Using the rail to work my way forward, I saw the structure was angled at about 15 degrees, with most of it buried within the ice below. After some careful examination, I realized I was standing on the Titanic. Now frozen midway into the water. There was no sign of human life anywhere, and my shouts went unanswered. I could see the ocean itself has been completely frozen over for as far as I could see, and it was entirely solid.
The cold was beginning to take a toll, and I was beginning to shake terribly. When off in the distance, some quarter mile away, I could see the outline of a large structure resembling a lighthouse, though there was no land in sight. How it came to be there was a mystery to me, but it was shelter, and that had to count for something. I was staring at the stars while trying to decide whether or not to make for it, when I was carried off to another dream.
I dreamed that it was night-time and a UFO warning had been issued. I stepped outside to gaze up at the sky, and noticed that there were about 5 burritos floating at mouth height about 5 feet to my right. There was a thin translucent filament tied to each one. The line ran straight upwards and vanished into the ether.
The sky was gorgeous though. Even though it was night, there were blotches of beautiful reds and oranges, with some blues and purples mixed in. It was like an entire galaxy stuffed into one area of sky. I knew the space men were dangling the burritos over the sidewalk to abduct people. My cousin wanted to eat the burritos, and was lost.
I felt guilty, and decided to mow the lawn. It was difficult at night, and with the threat of Alien invaders. But my mower seemed to have lots of extra horsepower, and I was able to reach great speeds. This would help if I needed to escape, but I was worried I might drive into another burrito trap.
Quote from: Huggs on Jan 26, 2019, 07:53:46 PM
I dreamed that it was night-time and a UFO warning had been issued. I stepped outside to gaze up at the sky, and noticed that there were about 5 burritos floating at mouth height about 5 feet to my right. There was a thin translucent filament tied to each one. The line ran straight upwards and vanished into the ether.
The sky was gorgeous though. Even though it was night, there were blotches of beautiful reds and oranges, with some blues and purples mixed in. It was like an entire galaxy stuffed into one area of sky. I knew the space men were dangling the burritos over the sidewalk to abduct people. My cousin wanted to eat the burritos, and was lost.
I felt guilty, and decided to mow the lawn. It was difficult at night, and with the threat of Alien invaders. But my mower seemed to have lots of extra horsepower, and I was able to reach great speeds. This would help if I needed to escape, but I was worried I might drive into another burrito trap.
I've had some strange dreams before, but this is taking some cake.
Hard up for money, I was tasked with seducing a female UPS driver so someone else could steal the cargo, but was late due to unforeseen circumstances. My only way out of the situation was to don a Peter Boyle disguise and run in slow motion. The pursuing forces thought it was hilarious and fell out in laughter. Upon reaching my vehicle, it was determined to be non-functional. I sought refuge with a strange family of morbidly obese individuals who taught me their ways.
At the conclusion of my training, I was taken to a sacred bathroom. The layout resembled a barbershop, and there were cheap metal chairs covered in blue fabric lined up against all the walls. There was a large purple curtain in the northeastern corner, through which people passed. In the middle of the southernmost wall, a 4 foot high stack of chairs served as a makeshift throne. Upon this throne sat Chris Farley, still alive. I was told that his death was faked so he might go and live amongst his own kind. I asked to shake his hand, but was told I would not be able to, as he was eternally busy with his job of shepherding deserving people to the place of relief.
Bidding them farewell, I set out on my own to find a vehicle. I nearly got into a fight with some hucksters, but we heard police sirens so everybody took off. I eventually gave up looking for a vehicle and just walked home. I was then asked to house-sit for my aunt. While looking over some antique ammunition, I turned on her radio to have something to listen to. The first thing that came on was some kind of interview where one Frenchman was trying to seduce another. I turned off the radio and went to do something else. Her toilet was broken, and I was about to pray to Farley when I realized the location had suddenly changed.
I was in an abandoned underground complex of some kind. I opened the wrong door, and was greeted by a horde of the undead, swimming through the air. I was unable to get the door shut in time, and had to run for it. They were very fast air-swimmers for dead folk, and I was forced to fight several times. I luckily discovered that twisting off the left nipple was their Achilles heel. Utilizing this tactic, I was able to survive and escape through a door and wound up on the loading dock of one of my old jobs.
The rest is still just a blur. As best I can remember, I was shot with some kind of giant novelty tranquilizer dart, I saved some kittens, there was an apocalyptic run on shower curtains, I was stalked through the fields and hunted at night by some kind of monster, some emotional bits involving places from my past (now abandoned and silent), and a campfire story about a one-fingered proctologist who supposedly wanders the woods at night and fingers people to death.
How are you not a writer?
I've never really had such vivid Alien dreams before, and this one was weird, so, buckle up.
I was walking with my mom in this really fancy mall, and after sitting down at a cafe, she tells me to let her see my phone. Now, neither of my parents know that I'm into Aliens and study action figure collecting and gaming and whatnot, so I was afraid of what she was going to say when she opened my Twitter.
The first thing she saw was something I retweeted from Alien Theory. She looked at me and said, "Alien, huh."
I said, "Yeah. Ever seen it?"
No response, but she did hand back my phone.
The next part of the dream was at an outdoor convention. This time, I was alone, and pretty excited because every cast member of Aliens (except those who've died) were set to be there. I wandered around aimlessly for some reason, and finally decided to first approach Michael Biehn. He was in a good mood and signed something I was carrying. We talked for a bit, and I moved on after getting a hug.
Of course, my sights are set on Rolston next, but I felt bad when I saw nobody at Daniel Kash's table. So I go over, I whisper, "Hey, Spunkmeyer," and suddenly we're talking like old friends. It was nice because there was no line and no one told me to move along.
After getting Kash's signature, I move on. I've got a beeline on Mark Rolston's table, but then a security guy gently ushered me out of the park. I look over my shoulder to see all the tables are empty. It's over, and I felt like crying.
The third part of the dream was, well, bad. I was with a friend (someone my brain made up, no one I know in real life) in a grocery store when we see something strange going on in the electronics section. It's a cat being facehugged. I grab my friend and run back out to my car, where I take a handgun out of a hiding spot under my seat.
We're then transported to a large and dark shower room at the middle school, where the cat-birthed Alien is stalking a Predator. It was a lot like a bad video game; I shoot the Alien in the head a few times, and all it does is scream, spaz out, and sprint behind another corner.
There are five other people with me, and we can't seem to agree on what to do. Apparently, we all have weapons of some kind. One guy has a rather pathetic-looking submachine gun, and ends up decimating the Alien with it. The Predator is pissed we took out his trophy, so we run into the bathroom next door to the showers.
That's where it ended. No clue what any of it means.
What does it mean?
1. You family isn't into alien. And you're worried what they think of your love for it.
2. You're worried you'll never meet Mark Rolston.
3. You like cats, but not as much as bunnies.
4. Size matters, but so does confidence.
5. You want to shower with other people.
Quote from: Huggs on Feb 16, 2019, 09:49:40 PM
What does it mean?
1. You family isn't into alien. And you're worried what they think of your love for it.
2. You're worried you'll never meet Mark Rolston.
3. You like cats, but not as much as bunnies.
4. Size matters, but so does confidence.
5. You want to shower with other people.
;D
Points 1, 2, and 4 are true. Like, really true.
Had a bunch of different dreams featuring predators last night.
First one was set in my old childhood home, and during the daylight. I knew it was in there with me, but couldn't see it. Every step and turn I took was scary. But I escaped.
Second one was set later that night. I was in the city and it was raining hard. I hunkered down in some back alley court and waited for it. I could hear it coming. I hid behind some trash cans as it dropped to the ground. I psyched myself up to fight, but an unknown event forced me along.
Last encounter was in a large office building. I managed to escape but realized there were 2 children still inside, so I went back. The power was failing and there were some kind of dark blue emergency lights kicking on. The whole place looked real freaky. As I entered this enormous lobby, there was a wall of glass doors at the other end with some turnstiles in front of it. On the other side of those doors was a large staircase.
As I made for the glass doors, I saw the flash of the things eyes to my right . I decided to just keep going, and hope that it would stalk and watch, thinking I hadn't noticed it. It was hard to see in the dim blue light. I found the children a few floors up with a female cousin of mine. We collected the children, and made our way down . We ran into a few more people and tried to persuade them to come with us. But for some reason they wanted to stay and either steal things or just die.
The elevators were down so we had to use the stairwell. I handed the little boy to my relative, and took out my knife. We were running out of time , and I could hear the thing ravaging the people we left behind . It was one floor above us, but that wasn't going to last for long. The children were starting to cry, and then there was a roar and scream similar to Lamberts death in alien. We froze.
My vision was adjusted, and I was beginning to see better. But now we didn't know where the damn thing was. I grabbed the boy and we hauled ass. As we reached the lobby, I could hear the wall of glass doors behind me explode. The exit was locked so I kicked it open and nearly broke my leg trying. We ran through this large open courtyard just as an air strike blew the place to dust. The sun was killing my eyes, but it was a beautiful sight. We got to my car, and drove away.
We stopped at this old convenience store, and got something to drink. I was leaning against the car while getting gas, and watching her clean the little boys face while the girl played nearby. I finished pumping gas, and some guy asked me if I could spot him a cigarette. I told him I don't smoke, and walked away.
Pre-menstrual dreams are weird.
So, I was at a convention in this museum-like building right on the shore of an island. For some reason, I wasn't in my own body, and was in Drake's instead, with a ferret on my shoulder. Voodoo Magic was in a Wolf cosplay, being trailed by a woman with short red hair. I'm not entirely sure what we doing, but I knew that everyone had just came back from swimming in the ocean. A hurricane was supposed to come in, so, of course everyone wants to leave, but we can't because everything's been locked down. People are panicking, and Voodoo and I are hiding in the cafeteria, in front of the sandwich bar. The panic kinda dies down, and suddenly everyone's putting on either Alien or Predator costumes.
I don't even want to bother attempting to analyze this mess. :P
Too much of mine was forgotten, but I remember there was an old woman fishing down an abandoned road that was half flooded. She hooked two large fish at the same time, contrary to physics. They turned out to be novelty Godzilla inflatables, and a bidding war began between some old people in a nearby boat, and some fat lady with a cigar in her mouth.
I unhooked them during the argument and left correct change. The old woman was offering to throw in some large plastic Novelty coke bottles as a bonus but cighead wasn't going for it. Then I visited an old dream where Ernest p worrell hooked an underwater fried chicken on a flooded street and it turned into some kind of river monster and was fighting him to the death as opera played. I remembered there was a thermos with some soup nearby, so I just sat and watched the show this time.
Guess I had fishing on the brain. That and the flooding we've been having.
I'm driving a nice car, in the passenger seat it's Hailee Steinfeld, in the backseat sits Chloe Bennet, Chris Pratt and Jeff Goldblum on the way to a movie set where we're filming. We film a hilarious scene that I can't remember what exactly happened but after the take we're all laughing. I go home and don't remember much but I end up waking up in the dream next to Chloe Bennet and Hailee Steinfeld on the same bed mind you (Obviously had a good time in the dream) Then I woke up before I could drive into the sunset, eminem might as well have been there to tell me "Back to reality, op there goes gravity!"
Dreamed I packed up and moved to the big town. Went down to the unemployment office and ran into this guy who apparently put the word out that I was freelance. Later that night I was approached by a guy offering serious cash for some less than legal work. Followed him to the bad side of town and wound up making a deal.
There was some woman that was dying. The problem was that she was pregnant and the kid had to survive. They took me to hells version of an operating room and had me lay down and gave me a local anesthetic. They cut open the right side of my chest near the top of the pectoral while another group sliced open the woman's abdomen. They transferred the fetus into my chest and "wired it up" as best they could. I would provide the blood flow while a small portable unit that looked like it had been stolen supplied everything else. It would only work for about 72 hours.
I was sown back up as the dead woman was removed from the room. It was a strange feeling at first, as I had reduced range of motion in my right arm. I was given instructions on where to rendezvous with the receiving party. I asked no questions, which seemed to relieve them. I grabbed my magnum, put on my jacket and was shown out through an alley. What followed after was just standard action stuff and a lot of escaping, except for the constant need to protect the right side of my chest from injury. This proved very difficult during a fall and a particularly nasty 1 on 1 in the small bathroom of a building I was patching myself up in.
I anticipated being screwed over at the end, and took measures to screw them first. I had just kicked some dude out of a truck when it was T-boned from the passenger side and I woke up. Thank goodness. I was getting the crap beat out of me.
So I dreamt that it's a few days before Christmas. It's snowing hard outside, and it's almost one in the morning. I can't sleep, so I go downstairs because one of the movie channels is running an Alien marathon. I caught the tail-end of A3, and didn't want to see Resurrection, but there was nothing else on, so I stayed put. For some reason, it was a much more graphic and gross cut of the film, and I became weirdly afraid Gediman was gonna pull me through the screen.
About an hour in, someone comes downstairs. Drake is holding one of my stuffed animals, and looks at me with that grumpy expression, saying, "Why the hell are you watching that?"
I tell him I can't sleep and there's nothing else to do. He looks out the window, mutters something about how Spunkmeyer and Hudson are going to shovel in the morning, and decides to sit with me on the couch. A few minutes later, he starts looking nervous, and says, "Turn off the TV."
I try, but it won't turn off. That's when I woke up.
Dreamed I was in a football stadium at night and a large semi-claymation version of the hulk was going insane and destroying everything. I made it to the parking lot where the was an intense battle going on between local pd and some of the weirdest robots I've ever seen. I survived almost getting fried with a flamethrower and then went home confused.
Woke up the next morning and watched my local news as Paul Sr. from American Chopper reported on a prostitution ring that was busted in my town. I remember recognizing some of the women. Went for a walk to clear My head, and wound up back at the stadium. They were still cleaning up the mess from the night before. I was talking to this little kid who unbelievably was in charge of the surveillance system, when a guy who was supposed to be an old acquaintance walked up and asked to talk with me.
He led me Down a side alley to this one guy who was an obvious troublemaker. He was twirling a filet knife in his right hand and spouting off about union business. After it became apparent I wasn't comfortable getting involved, it was made clear to me that I didn't have a choice. I told the family in the security booth to leave and then I asked the jerk where he was from. He said Arkansas. I laughed and said if he wasn't from here he shouldn't be causing trouble. He swung the knife. I grabbed his forearm. Manipulating his limbs, and with the help of a cinder block wall, I sent him to la la land, and gently set his unconscious hiney in a nearby trash can. I broke the knife and threw it away. The other guy told me I was a deadman. I said I wasn't worried. After evading both the police and civilian forces, I found my way home, where I had a delivery waiting for me.
I had ordered a book but they had sent me a Blu-ray of the will Ferrell collection. It was pink and white and he was wearing a nice sweater. The titles of the films included "I love cookies 1&2" and hot something or other. Depressed by this, I went to take a nap and found that large mice had hoarded things under my bed. I called a family meeting with my cats, but they refused to listen.
I gave up and went for a snack.
There was some other stuff. A stint in prison. Hugging an old friend. I worked on a bridge, made my way through a post apocalyptic city and something about a hot air balloon that ran on Dorito power. But it's all too fuzzy to recall in detail.
Quote from: Huggs on Mar 11, 2019, 06:24:26 PM
I had ordered a book but they had sent me a Blu-ray of the will Ferrell collection. It was pink and white and he was wearing a nice sweater. The titles of the films included "I love cookies 1&2" and hot something or other. Depressed by this, I went to take a nap and found that large mice had hoarded things under my bed.
It sounds like Baron's getting to your subconscious.
QuoteI called a family meeting with my cats, but they refused to listen.
Not sure why this is funny. Probably because I rant to my cat occasionally.
Oh yeah, and there was section in an old castle where a friend and I were playing hide n seek with motion trackers. David 8 asked to join in. When I noticed he was studying us and imitating certain things, we got outta there.
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Mar 11, 2019, 06:31:25 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Mar 11, 2019, 06:24:26 PM
I had ordered a book but they had sent me a Blu-ray of the will Ferrell collection. It was pink and white and he was wearing a nice sweater. The titles of the films included "I love cookies 1&2" and hot something or other. Depressed by this, I went to take a nap and found that large mice had hoarded things under my bed.
It sounds like Baron's getting to your subconscious.
QuoteI called a family meeting with my cats, but they refused to listen.
Not sure why this is funny. Probably because I rant to my cat occasionally.
I thought of him when I saw it. I figured he'd love it. I almost went to pm him in the dream.
Anyone ever dream with a full soundtrack? I did last night, might have been the first time ever.
Everytime.
Hmmm. First time for me, at least first i can remember. Blank Banshee and Perturbator, so at least it was decent tunes.
My problem is that i often cannot remember my dreams properly only unconected bits. Does someone have some advice for me? It will be very apreciated.
But what i do remember is that my dreams about Isolation ten times scarier than actual game itself.
Keep a pen and notepad by your bed and develop the habit of writing them down as you wake up.
Hmmm...i'll try. Thank you by the way.
Well I had a somewhat decent dream. I was having a huge party with a bunch of celebrities including my crushes and my father shows up and ruins it, like he literally ruined my life almost so.......................
It's okay, you'll grow out of that one.
I think you misunderstand, you see he almost killed me in a house fire (An intentional one), so I don't think I can outgrow it, just move away from it.
I think he just has watched your profile and kinda thought "19? Young ones stuff"
No, the language tipped me off to general age. I didn't pick that the literal part actually did mean literally for once, i thought they meant in the dream. Apologies for the misunderstanding, predwars.
Quote from: Kradan on Mar 18, 2019, 10:35:11 PM
Hmmm...i'll try. Thank you by the way.
Try using a cellphone or tape recorder. They will allow you to record an audio description. This is much faster so you can catch things before you forget. And if you wake up in the middle of the night, you don't have to turn on the light or get up. Just record the audio, close the phone and go back to sleep. You don't even really have to move. I've done this for years.
Quote from: Huggs on Mar 19, 2019, 10:03:05 PM
Quote from: Kradan on Mar 18, 2019, 10:35:11 PM
Hmmm...i'll try. Thank you by the way.
Try using a cellphone or tape recorder. They will allow you to record an audio description. This is much faster so you can catch things before you forget. And if you wake up in the middle of the night, you don't have to turn on the light or get up. Just record the audio, close the phone and go back to sleep. You don't even really have to move. I've done this for years
This is definitely more efficient, i find the act of writing helps me personally though. Probably not for everyone.
Thank you all. But i meant that i cannot remember my dreams instantly after awakening. So there's already not much to write down or tape.
Quote from: [CANCERBLACK] on Mar 19, 2019, 10:02:40 PM
No, the language tipped me off to general age. I didn't pick that the literal part actually did mean literally for once, i thought they meant in the dream. Apologies for the misunderstanding, predwars.
Well he ruined the dream too, so I hope to outgrow that dreaming about him for some reason and continue the party with these hot women!
Quote from: Kradan on Mar 19, 2019, 10:05:41 PM
Thank you all. But i meant that i cannot remember my dreams instantly after awakening. So there's already not much to write down or tape.
Some you will, some you won't.
I typically remember all of my dreams upon awakening though. But only for the first hour. After that, the unimportant stuff starts to fade pretty quick.
I can remember dreams from years passed.
If they're good enough, I channel them into writing.
I've started storyboarding some of mine based on the notes, actually.
(https://i.imgur.com/IW0P447.jpg)
Mine are usually so eclectic and ridiculous that I wouldn't dare writing anything based on them.
I'd be doomed to a career of comedic nonsense.
Quote from: [CANCERBLACK] on Mar 19, 2019, 10:14:37 PM
I've started storyboarding some of mine based on the notes, actually.
(https://i.imgur.com/IW0P447.jpg)
Damn. i would love to see dream inspired by Giger's art... and remain sane after that.
Quote from: Huggs on Mar 19, 2019, 10:16:57 PM
Mine are usually so eclectic and ridiculous that I wouldn't dare writing anything based on them.
I'd be doomed to a career of comedic nonsense.
I write mine for that same reason, but I tinker with them to rationalize it.
Still trying to figure out why I was physically Drake and attending a con with Voodoo in a Wolf suit.
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Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Mar 19, 2019, 10:45:22 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Mar 19, 2019, 10:16:57 PM
Mine are usually so eclectic and ridiculous that I wouldn't dare writing anything based on them.
I'd be doomed to a career of comedic nonsense.
I write mine for that same reason, but I tinker with them to rationalize it.
Still trying to figure out why I was physically Drake and attending a con with Voodoo in a Wolf suit.
You idolize Rolston and Voodoos avatar was normally Wolf.
Quote from: Voodoo Magic on Mar 19, 2019, 10:51:25 PM
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This:
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Mar 07, 2019, 02:43:24 PM
Pre-menstrual dreams are weird.
So, I was at a convention in this museum-like building right on the shore of an island. For some reason, I wasn't in my own body, and was in Drake's instead, with a ferret on my shoulder. Voodoo Magic was in a Wolf cosplay, being trailed by a woman with short red hair. I'm not entirely sure what we doing, but I knew that everyone had just came back from swimming in the ocean. A hurricane was supposed to come in, so, of course everyone wants to leave, but we can't because everything's been locked down. People are panicking, and Voodoo and I are hiding in the cafeteria, in front of the sandwich bar. The panic kinda dies down, and suddenly everyone's putting on either Alien or Predator costumes.
I don't even want to bother attempting to analyze this mess. :P
How can I take this seriously when clearly Wolf would be wearing a Voodoo costume, and not the other way around?
Spoiler
The center of the universe has long red hair.
Hmm.
Quote from: Voodoo Magic on Mar 19, 2019, 11:01:50 PM
How can I take this seriously when clearly Wolf would be wearing a Voodoo costume, and not the other way around?
Spoiler
The center of the universe has long red hair.
Hmm.
At least you were comfortable in your costume. The smartgun wasn't easy to get through narrow corridors.
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Mar 19, 2019, 11:06:43 PM
Quote from: Voodoo Magic on Mar 19, 2019, 11:01:50 PM
How can I take this seriously when clearly Wolf would be wearing a Voodoo costume, and not the other way around?
Spoiler
The center of the universe has long red hair.
Hmm.
At least you were comfortable in your costume. The smartgun wasn't easy to get through narrow corridors.
Nor easy swimming in the ocean with it, I'm sure!
Quote from: Voodoo Magic on Mar 19, 2019, 11:15:11 PM
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Mar 19, 2019, 11:06:43 PM
Quote from: Voodoo Magic on Mar 19, 2019, 11:01:50 PM
How can I take this seriously when clearly Wolf would be wearing a Voodoo costume, and not the other way around?
Spoiler
The center of the universe has long red hair.
Hmm.
At least you were comfortable in your costume. The smartgun wasn't easy to get through narrow corridors.
Nor easy swimming in the ocean with it, I'm sure!
No, I left it in a bathroom stall, for some reason, because I remember pushing someone to get it back.
Got a couple of weird ones for ya.
First dream: I spotted some NECA Marine figures at a store (not sure which, it looked like Wal-Mart, even though they don't sell their products in Wal-Mart). All they had were Hicks and Hudson, and I wanted them. I didn't have any money, so I found myself opening up to my parents about this. I'm scared of what they'll say, but they end up saying they really don't care. Then they tell me that one of our neighbors is selling stuff, and I can go look.
It wasn't a like garage sale. You had to go in their house and look inside a big closet where everything was set up. Sure enough, they had a Hudson figure, unboxed. His pulse rifle and motion tracker and many of the little parts that weren't tightly attached to him were gone, and I couldn't find them in the giant pile of Lego pieces on the table. It was fine, though. His armor was beat up and there was a very odd smudge on his face, under his left eye, that resembled a bruise. I had to pay $300 for him, for some reason.
Second dream: I'm at a very fancy restaurant with some family members. At one point, I get up to use the restroom, and I see a premiere sign for a movie in another part of the restaurant reserved for a private party. No press was there, just the actors, crew, and some lucky guests. It's a prison movie of sorts (not Shawshank, it was something less dramatic, but definitely dark), and I find Mark Rolston's name on the poster.
I decide to go back and grab my coat and try to get into this screening. As I tried to leave, someone (either one of my parents or grandparents) would tell me to stay, because I shouldn't be wandering around on my own. I get kinda pissed, and I wait. At some point, the screening ended, and the film crew disperse into the restaurant. Maybe I have a better chance now. So I get up, freely wandering, and come across no one I'm particularly interested in. I'm then pulled out by my dad, who says we're going back to my grandmother's house. All the while, I have idea how to feel about anything.
Vile, to the point of mildly traumatising, dream this morning.
Quote from: [CANCERBLACK] on Mar 21, 2019, 08:43:25 PM
Vile, to the point of mildly traumatising, dream this morning.
Those are the best kind.
Uh, this one wasn't. All emotional abuse, no cool setpieces or freakish creatures.
Quote from: [CANCERBLACK] on Mar 21, 2019, 08:52:38 PM
Uh, this one wasn't. All emotional abuse, no cool setpieces or freakish creatures.
I don't usually have set pieces, just enlarged versions of the real places within my life. Rivers become twice as wide and deep. Buildings twice as tall, etc.
Gotta get them semi-scripted action setpieces going man, that's the good shit
Not sure what spurred the dream I had last night, but it was actually really weird. I'm surprised I even kept calm during it and ended up waking rather un-phased. haha
I'm not sure how it happened, but apparently my clothes had cut into the skin on my upper leg close to my waist. For some reason it was a really deep gash and starting bleeding, and I'm not sure who it was who came to do first aid, but he was awful at it and stuck his finger right into the wound to stop it from bleeding. I guess it was a lucid dream because I could feel the pinch and pressure of the guy's finger in my wound. Anyway, he made it worse and I somehow escaped while bleeding all over the place with no way to stop it. I got about halfway down the street in the dream before I ended up waking up.
It was a weird one, but maybe the third of a few dreams where something was trying to kill me, and apparently I'm a damage sponge. :-X
I was outside the house at night, sitting in my rocking chair. It was pitch black. I hear a scream followed by a roar, nearly identical to Lamberts death. I stood up and slowly walked to the end of the house. About 20' from the end, I stopped and gave a firm verbal warning. I could barely see anything in the moonlight.
Suddenly, a large creature came charging from around the house. It was headed straight for me at great speed. I unholstered my pistol, by the time I was on target the thing was nearly on top of me. There would be no outrunning it. I fired, and braced for the impact of its body.
I woke up in a hotel room some time later. I apparently had driven in for some kind of conference. A woman had come back with me. She was still sleeping so I kissed her on the forehead and left quietly to get some breakfast. I was approached by several govt. types who wanted to question me about what happened with the creature. The asked me for help with a problem. I was sent up to some kind of station in orbit, where I would be transferred to another station with a decaying orbit. It went bad, naturally. There was a lot of explosions and giant set pieces, but I made it.
The man I was looking for was played by Sam Worthington. He had apparently gone insane and had to be captured. When I finally found him, we fought briefly, but I let him be as his mind was clearly going down fast. He became unable to fight and I stood near him as he spoke endlessly the visions of a madman. I watched his mind crumble, and left him to his own end.
I managed to escape and returned home. I was walking across a long bridge with my father. Beneath us was our hometown, completely flooded. You could see the tops of some trees and telephone poles sticking out of the muddy water, but nothing else. We walked for miles across that endless bridge. We talked about what it meant for us, and about things that happened in the past. We finally ended up driving to this little house, where we were supposed to look at this harley that was for sale. My father on his old harley, me in my truck. I was going to trade my truck for the bike.
It was a nice old heritage softail. I hopped on, and took it for a quick spin. I haven't rode for years so I was a little nervous. Night came on quickly, and it was time to leave. We signed over the truck, and I hopped on the bike. It would be the first time my old man and me had ever rode together. But of course, the bike conked out and had to be pushed home. We worked on it there. We had a little shop and a small gas pump of our own. We got it running and I took it out for a spin. My old man caught up with me on his bike and we rode together for the first time. It was nice.
When we came back, I went to put some fuel in it, and noticed a spark coming from the pump. Before I knew it there were flames. I grabbed a hose and started dousing it as best I could. I yelled for my cousin to get everybody in the house and call the fire department, while my dad ran over to give me a hand. The fire was slowed, but it soon reached the underground well. I knew what was coming. When everybody else was safe inside I shook my father's hand, told him I loved him and thanked him for riding with me.
I dropped the hose and we bolted across the driveway to the door. The explosion flung us through air. I was knocked out. During brief moments of consciousness, I remembered the girl I left in the room, and slowly forced myself up off the ground. My hearing was damaged, and I stumbled forward into the door. I hit my head against it, and woke up.
Finally had one that actually scared me alittle.
I was partaking in some kind of alien short, but west world style. So I wasn't an actor, I was actually in the situation. I was partnered up with this lady who up to that point had been pretty resourceful. Our objective in the simulation was to find some piece of equipment on this small ship floating through space, similar to the torrens.
Of course, the crew was missing and there was blood all over the bridge. But at some point, it became obvious that something in the simulation had gone wrong, because we never found the other team and the blood and flesh we started to find was undoubtedly real. We made it to some kind of small care center/bathroom. I was patching up a cut I'd received on the way, when I noticed the part we were looking for in a large Tupperware bin sitting on the table underneath the medical supplies we'd just set out.
Obviously, it had never even been placed in the simulation, so no wonder we couldn't find it. But why not? We decided to just try and find some kind of back door out of the place instead of just waiting for a rescue team, as we were unarmed per the rules, and something was obviously wrong.
She went out first. I was right behind her. There was another doorway less than a foot to my right. Something big suddenly appeared in my peripheral vision and that woman screamed like something I've never heard. I was still in the doorway, so my instinct was to bolt backwards inside to safety. Unfortunately, hers was to run. There was nothing I could do. I slammed the door shut and locked it.
I could still hear her, for some reason she wasn't dead. She was farther away but screaming bloody murder.
"Get out! Get the f#ck out of there, it's gonna kill you!"
And just on and on.
I looked down and saw the tips of its fingernails sliding under the door. Hoping against hope that it was just a part of the simulation, I stated that I was injured and needed medical attention. I just heard the thing hiss. So I punched the door and yelled that I was serious. But the other set of claws burst through where I punched and sliced my knuckles open. The thing roared like wild and the woman was still screaming and crying like crazy. I thought she was going to have a stroke she was screaming so hard.
My hand was badly cut open, and the alien was going insane at this point. Screeching and roaring and just tearing away at the door. There was a small linen closet immediately to my left. I set down inside it on some soft blankets and pulled the little doors shut. I could hear the creature making progress on the door. It was screaming so loud and causing so much noise I couldn't hear my cohort anymore. I hoped she finally looked after herself and ran. I wrapped my hand in a towel, leaned back against the wall, and waited for the end.
I was thinking about my parents, when I heard the door give way. And that was it.
I was a crash investigator working a special case with possible extraterrestrial and Mario implications.
I discovered something I wasn't supposed to, and was forced to adopt a new identity to survive.
I had to drive everywhere backwards and change my name to Michael "Sweet Bone" Appleoli
I had a dream where I knew exactly what amish is, what dungeons and dragons is, what pentagons are, and what gravity is. And after posting this I became awakened to the nature of schadenfreude and remembered twice over I've never experienced misfortune and I'm still able to forget some things.
Perhaps the universe is trying to tell us something?
Likely that corndogs are 3 for $1 somewhere.
I don't remember the beginning in detail, but at some point I was observing on the set of a rather unusual music video detailing the life of Steven Spielberg. It was after that I found myself in a small trailer with Rick from TWD. Darryl was there and a few others. We were having a disagreement about something and it was determined that a fight to the death was the only solution. The weapon of choice was to be butter knives at 10 paces.
I couldn't make sense of it, and I didn't want to hurt anybody, so I managed to sneak away and made it home. It was later in the evening on another day, and I decided to go on a walk through town. It was very quiet , and grass had begun growing up through the roads. My path led me to the home of an old friend. But it was different. It was now a large concrete house. Modern, cold, and empty. A wind was blowing and the light was dim.
I was approached by Fred Ward, dressed in the finest Chinese garb. We were supposed to be old friends , and he was now in charge of the house, as caretaker. The house, belonged to an incestuous family of Chinese shoe merchants who moonlighted as assassins. I was given a free pair of shoes , as mine were quite worn. However, I was warned never to tell the secrets which were told to me about the family, or my shoes would explode.
While trying to leave the house, I noticed an assassin taking aim at me through a window behind me . I was forced to tell a good joke in order to survive. After arriving home safely , I tried on the shoes. My big toe triggered a switch in the right shoe and it began beeping and ticking so I threw it away.
My family thought I was crazy, and knew I was hiding something from them. Thus, I ran away to protect them. What followed was a series of unsuccessful yet very solid attempts on my life. So I got together with some of the other "targets" and filed a class-action lawsuit. We won and that was the end of that.
I was on the run from the mafia. Traveling cross country by motorcycle. I was forced to stop off in this little town, and hid my bike behind a church. I went inside and asked this nice older lady if I could sit next to her. She kindly said yes.
I watched as the reverend Dwayne Johnson took command of the pulpit, and preached on the power of faith. "Srength in The Lord, like buns of steel". The ladies in the church were throwing out "yes lord"s and "praise Jesus". The woman next to me hollered out "Lawd Jesus!" and cast a lusty glance in my direction. I was saved (so I thought) by the closing hymn, which turned out to be Jimi Hendrix's "Foxy Lady".
As the congregation rose and the signature riffs began, the reverend was down front flexing and the lady next to me was up and...grooving. I just sat there very still, my eyes as big as saucers, as the booty got closer and closer. When she twirled out of my way slightly, I saw the reverend tear his holy garments asunder, exposing the leopard underwear. It was at this point, I made a break for it, and dove through a window to my right. I hopped on the bike, and got the hell out of dodge.
This is the second dream in a few nights where I'm dreaming about being with Wierzbowski in a library. The place had four or five floors of books and DVDs. Every sitting area had a coffee station with creamers and sugar and baskets of pastries.
I was with a group of people--couldn't tell if it was family or a college project group. Either way, I didn't want to be with them after awhile, so I disappeared to an area on the floor that no one has touched in awhile. It was kind of a discarded sci-fi section--it was full of used books in OK condition. I recognized a lot of the Star Wars books, but most of the Alien ones were obscure titles that don't exist in real-life.
The sitting area hadn't been cleaned in a long time, and the coffeemaker is broken. Yet Wierzbowski is sitting on the couch with a newspaper from 1944 in perfect condition. That whole section was very quiet and I decided to just stay there. For some reason, we didn't, and ended up venturing further down the floor, not running into anything except older and older books.
All these vivid dreams you all have, and I don't dream at all! :-\
Calm down Walter.
I do have symphonies in me though.
Of course, David.
When I made the decision to go to college and pursue museum work instead two months ago, I stopped having dreams where I'm back in boot camp. Recently, they're kinda coming back, but they're more about the separations process than boot camp.
I've had a couple dreams that take place in the same fictional location--a mall with a hotel on top of it. In last night's dream, I was sent to this hotel to wait for a flight instead of the separations barracks. At first, I thought this would be great, because there's stuff to do. But then I talked to the people in charge and they said that recruits in seps aren't allowed out of their hotel rooms.
Personally, I think it means I'm still afraid of never going where I want to go and being repeatedly set back, like I'm never going to gain independence because of something stupid I did.
It you let fear rule you, it will.
Here's a golden oldie that just popped it's old head up again.
It's night. Something's wrong outside. I walk behind the barn, and realize I've walked into trouble. But now the thing that hunted me is gone. I don't have to run for the barn and climb through the rafters to escape it anymore. I go up top because it's what I have to do. I stare across the fields from the roof, some 60 feet off the ground, and feel the storm come. There's a plane in the distance. A big one. I can make out its shape during the lightning strikes. I know it won't make it. I've seen it fall a thousand times. It turns hard and flips nearly upside down, going hard into the ground. Sometimes the forest, sometimes the fields. I can feel the heat as it turns into fire. I don't bother to look for help, there's nobody there. Sometimes it's not a plane, but a black hole that slowly tears me apart. My vision dims as I watch and feel myself float away like dust. I don't scream anymore. Other times I just fly away. The rivers below me turn to oceans and nothing feels the same anymore.
Then it's evening. There are twisters in the distance. I sit on the fallen willow tree and watch them dance as raindrops fall on the remains of their destruction. They don't go anywhere, they just sway. Like a child that doesn't understand it's broken something important. Sometimes I go visit them. I come upon a massive stone gate. It's probably 40' tall and solid stone, but I push it open. There is a small stretch of sand, and a dark blue ocean that's roiling terribly under a tan sky. No ship would survive it. The wind is very strong there. I have a decision to make. I have to pick a direction, and each direction is an old dream.
I can ride the highway in the storm. There's no controlling the car. I won't be able to see, and the sheer speed of it will rob me of any control. I'll be flung around at 120mph, reaching hopelessly for the wheel and waiting to crash. I can go southeast, across the snake fields. There's a city on the other side, and there's a raised stretch of dirt about 12 feet wide that functions as a road. It runs for miles but drops off on either side and the land is covered in 2 inches of clear water. The water is filled with snakes. Millions of them.
I can go straight south to my hometown, now abandoned. I'd get lost, of course. Some idiot would drive through and almost run me over as the sun started to set. I'd follow his path to the old gas station. It will be dark when I get there. There's only one light there, and all is quiet. I'll meet someone I'm supposed to know. He never has much to say, and the white light high up on the pole keeps me from seeing his face. I think he's my father, he might be me. He offers me a ride on the old motorcycle, but I have to refuse. I know how long and dark the walk is from there, but I enjoy it. He disappears, and I head into the dark. It's a long journey home. Sometimes I have problems to deal with, sometimes I don't.
I can go west, towards the red sky. The red sky is judgement. I've been tested there many times.
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The wind blows hard but warm there. The fields are endless, surrounded by hillsides. I've been hunted in the valley many times, but that beast died when I became a man. It's the place I feel the most at peace. Standing in the red dim, oceans of fields waving like fire in the warm breeze. An entire world to myself. The one I first crossed it with is long gone.
I can go up the mountain and watch the sun set from the place that doesn't exist. I can go to the forgotten lakes and fight the giant fish. The great river with the stone walkway carved into the mountain. I sleep there often. The river is surrounded by lush mountains covered in flowers and the water is perfectly blue. The mountains keep the water in shade except for the early morning. The stone is a deep blood red. I walk down 3 steps into an open walkway along the bottom of the mountain. You can rest your elbows on the edge of the stone railing, and see it's perfectly level with the water. I lay down on the cushioned benches against the wall and sleep for days. At night there are unusual fireflies that land on the Lillie pads that float by and it covers the river in a teal light. I wake up to the smell of roses and the sound of flowing water.
I can walk the endless interstate in darkness. I can visit the home city, shrouded in morning fog. It's a dark blue fog and I can see the lights through it like fireflies. I can hop on the Harley and travel east for days towards my father's people. I can go back to the beginning of life and home, and see things in different ways. Millions of memories. There are some paths there that lead me to places that never existed. Some good, some bad. The house beside the running river, and my grandfather I never really knew. I can't speak to him, my body becomes like a child's again and he's unable to hear me no matter how hard I try. Sometimes my grandmother's soul is there, but most times she's not. She can take me to the most sacred place.
It's a dirt road surrounded by trees. The incline is steep. Halfway down (about 50 feet) there's a path that leads left towards an overgrown field. There's an old barn there. I stare at it, but don't go that way anymore. It leads to danger and ruin. It looks peaceful and warm, but on the other side of it is a small and misty stream. The banks on either side are covered in overgrown weeds. If I go there, the sun turns to grey and fog and there is no way to escape what happens next. It is the one dream I cannot leave, and it's an unpleasant one.
At the bottom of the road is a dead end with an opening on the left. I step through it onto a small stretch of sand. Straight across from me is a cliff face towering out of the water. The sand leads forward to water and the cliff, or to the right, where the water trapped here opens up into the ocean. A solitary rock formation rises from the water some 500 yards out. Continuing right towards the end of this stretch of sand is a hut. It's a bit high off the ground. The sunlight here is eternally fading. I walk up the stairs. The hut is designed to be open. There are only 4 supporting poles in the corners holding up the roof. The breeze is perfect. There are cushions and blankets everywhere, and pictures on the floor. I try to see them but can't.
Sometimes I get to look out across the water before I'm taken away. Sometimes I can feel her touch my shoulder. I saw her once when I first stepped out onto the sand and looked right (towards the hut). But she was turned away from me. I heard the sound of our child, and ran to her as fast as I could, but never made it.
So I was in this bar somewhere down in mexico. James Bond was sitting next to me on the left and I was getting slightly intoxicated. He tells me he needs a favor, but it's classified. I whisper and say "oh sure, sure" and turn to my right where nobody is sitting and put my fingers to my lips "sshhhh!!!" Keep I mind I was totally sincere, just drunk. I poured another drink as he explained he was being chased by some bad guys. Without taking my eyes off my substandard pouring method, I suddenly interrupted him by yelled out "top secret!"
I took another drink and said "James, say nor more". I reached behind the bar and brought out two large watermelons. I smashed them both open and stuck my hands in each one, wielding them like two Tommy guns. I stumbled my way out of the bar as mariachi music began to play on the old record player. I walked into the road outside and stared at the bad guys before cocking both the watermelons and shouting a triumphant "prepare to meet your hairdresser!".
I was immediately greeted with a fussilade of heavy weapons and rocketfire. Suddenly finding myself in a slightly more sober state, I fast danced my way behind a burro somebody had parked nearby. Then that infernal opening circle of every bond movie came out of nowhere and I had to run around in ridiculous fashion to stay within it. All while still getting shot at. I remember all I could think of to say was "oh, p*ss on you!" as loud as I could at the bad guys. Then came the title in giant novelty letters, "007: Say No More".
I guess I was famous for about 2 minutes.
Dreamt Ferro and Spunkmeyer were in a Harry Potter movie.
I went to bed at midnight, so, of course my dreams were a little off.
I went to sleep at 1am and just dreamt the same old stuff.
Nothing recently that I could recall, but I remembered an old one from March of this year. Wasn't on a good note because I was suffering from an episode of vertigo (Benign paroxysmal positional vertigo) which cleared up a week later. I could barely eat and keep anything down which resulted in me not eating at all when I was ill, so of course when I could sleep, I dreamt about food.
So anyway, apparently I climbed up onto the roof of this house and started eating the roof because it was made of beef jerky. :laugh:
Beef jerky roof sounds awesome--just eat around the bird poop, though. :D
I ate people once in a dream. They were all delicious. I thought they were made of bacon or something.
Imagine all the fear that is out there in the universe; concentrate it into something the size of a rainddrop. That is what is pumping through my veins and still I sing. I travel at not more than 303 C
Laying down in my bunk on a fishing trawler. Waves crashing, storm raging, but what keeps me awake is the old captain screaming in his sleep. Tossing to and fro while endlessly repeating, "Biggin's! Gotta get da BIGGINS!".
Lots of nightmares, but surprisingly one with David.
I was outside, and the sky was grey and rainy. But through it, you could see hundreds of moons. Many of them were very small, and in close proximity to each other, like a roll of quarters scattered over a table. I walked through fields and met him near the edge of a treeline. We seemed to have similar purpose, and proceeded through the trees together. We walked down an abandoned road to my grandmothers old home, now overgrown and dilapidated.
There was a large ditch in front of it. We both jumped, he landed fine as did I (something I was rather proud of giving the distance and the fall). The grass was up to our shins and we walked slowly towards the house.
"It's good to be back" I said.
"Yes" he responded.
Then I said, "...I miss her"
He paused for an millisecond, and then kept slowly moving. I felt that we were brothers or related somehow.
We walked through the hanging curtain of foliage onto the porch. The old boards had turned blue and green after years of moisture and growth. We slowly walked towards the far end of the porch, some 60 feet. It dropped down two steps into a small square area where some old tables had rotted and collapsed, and there were still some barely visible writings on the exterior walls of the house. He stepped down into the place, smiled, and his gaze moved towards the ceiling. I followed it, and was nearly startled by the shape of a large face hugger. It was twice the normal size, now blackened over, and nailed to the porch ceiling.
There was an inscription next to it. Something about music and life. He spoke something I can't remember, and I asked him for an explanation. I can't remember the words, but they were spoken as a brother and with the honest desire to understand. He took notice and almost seemed to pity me, then walked past me and I followed him off the porch. We went over to a large mound in the side yard, and it was understood that a juggernaut had crashed here. It had broken down, and was now part of the soil.
"The earth has taken it back, much as it did her. But that is the nature of all things."
He paused..."It has poisoned the soil".
Scattered amidst the dirt were hundreds of small bony shaped resembling the juggernaut. Like individual ribs bent to the point of breaking. They protruded from the mound and exhibited no particular pattern. Just then, a neighbor came walking up and asked what was going on.
David took something in his hand and said calmly, "you'll want to be leaving". The message got through, and she left as quickly as she could. The rain started coming down harder as David stared back at me. I could tell he was waiting to see if I was sure, so I nodded.
"You see, what you perceive to be death is nothing more than a natural process of change. A unique biochemical reaction. And through loss comes life..."
He removes a small vial and sprinkles it all over the dirt.
"But that life is not ours to control"
With a swiftness nearly imperceptible, he drew a scalpel and cut me ever so slightly on the hand. It hardly registered. He apologized, then grasped my hand as if to give me a handshake, and let my blood soak his palm. He let go and turned back towards the mound, squatting down over the horseshoe shaped bones. He held his hand over the shapes, letting my blood trickle down and cover them.
Something began to happen, and I stepped back about 3 feet. The rain was coming down harder, as David stood back up and turned to smile at me. He turned back towards the now moving dirt and watched patiently. Something resembling a body began to grow up out of the dark gooey mess in front of me. At about 4 feet, physical structures began to appear. Arms, legs, a head, teeth. It was like a deacon, but with some ridges on the head. It appeared to be some kind of hybrid, but stronger than both.
It screamed. Raspy and weak at first, but gaining strength with each attempt as it's body continued to form in the dark blue light. The rain was steady now, and the thing was growing beyond my capabilities to survive it, let alone fight it. David was enjoying my apprehension. But at last, when it had begun to free itself from the dark tendrils that still secured it to the ground, he bent down and whispered to the ground, "take it back".
The thing screeched as the tendrils tightened and pulled it down. Scraping, gnawing, lashing, but getting deeper into the mud every second. When at last the only thing left of it above the ground was it's head, it let out a painful scream as it's lower jaw was crushed and detached, before finally dying and sliding beneath the wet earth.
He turned to me, and we just stared at each other. Two brothers in the rain. Whatever good that was left here, was gone.
Quote from: Xeno Killer 2179 on Jun 18, 2019, 06:23:19 PM
Imagine all the fear that is out there in the universe; concentrate it into something the size of a rainddrop. That is what is pumping through my veins and still I sing. I travel at not more than 303 C
What do you sing of?
In the woods at night, with the bow from Crysis 3. Bad guys everywhere in the dark shooting explosive and flaming arrows at me.
I observed the first person that could survive without a brain. It was being borrowed to add flavor to some soup. I fought an ancient God that transformed into a giant and very ridiculous looking bird. I found myself sucked into the seedy underworld of black market cookies. My hair caught fire while sitting near a truck exhaust (I was working on a spreadsheet of possible ideas for avoiding assassination attempts by the cookie people). I witnessed an awesome display of fireworks, that unknowingly attracted the attention of alien invaders from mars. I commandeered one of their ufo's and flew it up into the sky, where I used it to play The Sims on real cities, because Katherine Hepburn told me to.
Then I was lost in an old house full of VHS tapes known affectionately as "Granny's Dungeon". Then I went outside to celebrate the snowfall only to discover that the miniature black icicles were explosive. I found this out the hard way when someone threw one at me. Later I was walking past a group of people on the sidewalk that were having an impromptu book signing for the novel "Dust Kills". When things finally started to get weird, I bought myself something to drink from the samples lady and rode the lawnmower out of town.
Last night I was dreaming that I was having a walk through a big city (like New York), when on my left I saw a large open space (which are usually destined to parks and things like that). But instead, far into the horizon (background) there were huge dunes (https://i.imgur.com/U1rh9iZ.jpg), then a large farm (https://i.imgur.com/pCSqxRx.jpg) and inside the farm a resort with a beach and artificial sea (https://i.imgur.com/HHoHwin.jpg). There was a British young couple approaching the sea to swim, when suddenly a kaboom! was heard...and all the people were screaming and running. It was a f**king geyser (https://i.imgur.com/RjeMmKS.jpg) making eruption in the middle of the beach, and part of the eruption began to splash on us who were in the normal part of the city, so I had to run too. It was super weird :-\ especially the pastiche/juxtaposition of different landscapes in the middle of the city, like in movie FX.
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I think the dream was longer, but that's the part that I remember best, and probably the most entertaining anyway :P
Dreamed I'd been put under psychiatric observation for an undisclosed reason. The only way to fake and maintain my sanity was to take a dose of vanilla extract. They knew I was faking, and were searching high and low for the bottle, though my efforts to hide it proved successful. I was able to escape, and made it to a seaside village, where an enormous storm wrought havoc, caused millions in damage and that partially sank a large cargo ship in the bay.
I sought comfort in downtown Tokyo. As I allowed myself to be overcome by the powers of the hookah, I turned towards the concubine and marveled at the delicate nature of her fingers. I rolled over to my right to grab a drink of some exotic beverage, then rolled back to continue my examination of the hand. "You know my dear...I was..." Something was wrong. Her fingers are suddenly so fat and hairy. What..the hell...is...
It seems that my cousin, in a most unusual way, had succeeded in tracking me down as I hid from the international authorities. Seeing an opportunity to scar me for life and get a good prank in, he donned a stolen wig and took her place. He was staring at me with that "got ya" look, when in a fit of fury, I assailed him with a flip-flop. Through screams of rage and laughter the message was finally communicated.
"What the hell are you doing here!?"
"We have a quest!"
"Oh no."
The next thing I know, we're in uncharted territory and running from some insane cult people who want to use us for human sacrifices. After several miles, and with the enemy nigh upon us, he took to hiding in a trash receptacle. I tried to hide behind a loose wall panel, but found the owners had been doomsday preppers, and thought it wise to store baby products in the walls. Feeling my death was imminent, I dove beneath a pile of newspaper, garbage bags, and general rubbish in an attempt to render myself invisible.
He told me it wouldn't work. When I asked him what to do, he responded "just use your crazy medicine!". To which I declared, "it's vanilla extract!". I burrowed my way as deep beneath the detritus as possible, and came across a suction cup arrow. The moment was upon us. I could hear them rummaging around. If we were discovered, then I would make such a stand with that arrow that it would be remembered for all time.
I arose slowly from the beneath the garbage, snuck behind the nearest tribe member, and struck with blinding speed and unmitigated fury as he turned. The suction cup arrow stuck fast to his forehead. His eyes stared up at it as he screamed in terror and agony, while I screamed with pure spartan rage. I twisted it, and popped it loose. He fell to the ground weeping and hysterical, clawing at the suction cup mark on his forehead. The others stared on in horror, as the thing from the garbage pile attacked without mercy. Many fell, but I left one to tell the tale.
Many more dreams followed, but that is for another time.
Dreamed I was taking part in some virtual training program to study the best methods of combating Xenomorphs. I was out on a break when everything just stopped like we'd been hit by an emp or something. I needed to get home, so I made my way through the city to the water. There was an old man there with a very rickety old craft. He helped me cross the sea while he taught me what to do in case I needed to sail alone at some point. I fell asleep. When I woke up he was gone, and the craft was torn to pieces. I barely made it to the shore as the sun was setting and the sharks were tearing what was left of it to bits.
There were no people. It took days to get home. When I finally made it I was so exhausted, I went straight to bed. My old dog hopped into bed with me, even though he's been gone for 6 years. For some reason, I just didn't realize it. I slept for what seemed like days. I woke up in the middle of the night. I walked over to a chair with my tablet and sat down. I was logging into avpgalaxy and was about to reply to one of Rabbit's posts when a drop of water hit my head. As I was drying it with my hand, I looked to my left and Rabbit was sitting in the other chair.
I said, "it's crazy, every time I see a reply on here I..."
And then it hit me.
"This isn't real, is it?"
She gave me a sad smile that told me it wasn't. I looked forward, and the house was completely dilapidated. At some point, I'd lost years. There were holes in the roof, weeds were growing up through the Windows, there was water damage everywhere. I had just been too exhausted to know it. I realized my old dog had been an illusion, then slowly turned to my left, and saw the other chair empty. The tablet in my hands was dark and silent, and the screen was cracked. I sat there for awhile, somewhat catatonic.
Some time later, I heard a noise that jarred me out of it. I stood up and walked outside, and wandering there was a horse. After I earned it's trust and scrounged up some water and food for it, I went back inside and found a change of clothes. My guns were still intact. I holstered my revolver and slung the rifle over my shoulder. I took one last look at home as the Bicameral Mind track from west world started playing from the 1:40 position.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=1Rf35iFeuI0
I slowly made my way back to the horse, climbed on, and rode off into the dark.
I gotta ask, what did I look like? I know I've never shown you a picture of me. Was it an actual rabbit or a creepy Drake silhouette with a rabbit on his shoulder?
It was one of those situations where I was aware of your presence and emotions, but cannot recall any physical details. It was more of a feeling than anything else. Although I do remember the color green. A shirt maybe, I don't know. I didn't have much time.
Still, it was good to have you there with me.
Quote from: Huggs on Aug 28, 2019, 04:42:12 PM
It was one of those situations where I was aware of your presence and emotions, but cannot recall any physical details. It was more of a feeling than anything else. Although I do remember the color green. A shirt maybe, I don't know. I didn't have much time.
Still, it was good to have you there with me.
I've penetrated your mind.
If you had stayed longer, I might've made cornbread.
Quote from: Huggs on Aug 28, 2019, 04:47:42 PM
If you had stayed longer, I might've made cornbread.
That shocked Hudson drawing is going to show up in your dreams now.
Oh no.
All things being equal, I much prefer you to Bill Paxton.
Quote from: Huggs on Aug 28, 2019, 05:04:39 PM
Oh no.
All things being equal, I much prefer you to Bill Paxton.
I'm not sure if that's sweet or not.
Could be worse. You could be on the run from one of Mark Rolston's characters next.
Like blueberry muffins, it's a truth that also happens to be sweet.
And Rolston would be running from me, by the way. All of them. A herd of wild Rolston.
If you could do that, I see no reason why you can't hold the secret to herding cats as well.
I dreamt I lost my Dog.
But I awoke to him.
Yes, indeed you're right.
Dreamed I met my future kid. He was about 4 or 5 and messing with the wash machine. Our exchange was as follows:
"Come on buddy, let that be. Give papa your hand."
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing's wrong honey. Daddy was just looking at your hair"
"Is it bad?"
"No, it's just blonde"
"Is that bad?"
"No. But if momma's isn't, she better have a good explanation" :laugh:
There had just been a massive storm. Everything was soaking wet. The sky was a dark purple and black except for a sliver of Orange in the distance, the only sign of the setting sun. There was still lots of thunder in the distance. An old friend and I had been trying to survive up until that point. There was some kind of creature stalking us. It looked like a winged she-venom, and it was mean as all hell. We'd made it back in the house just as the storm hit.
I walked outside now that it was over, scanning the tree-line for any sign of the creature. There was a field that dipped low into a enormous bowl shape. The neighbors were apparently a bunch of rednecks, and got stuck mudding down in there. They had brought in other vehicles to help with the recovery, and some were riding atv's back towards their house on the hill. I saw that everyone was okay, and went back inside.
No sooner had I done so, I felt the ground shaking and looked back out the window. An enormous rock and mud slide came charging over the hill, destroyed the neighbors house and flowed down into the valley. The rocks were each the size of boulders and the flow was traveling at immense speed. In just a few seconds, a solid mile of earth was buried under several feet of mud and stone. I knew instinctively that everyone was dead. I called to my friend and we went back outside to survey the damage.
When we made it to the field, she seemed very weak for some reason. There was an old man and a guy in his late 40's standing there already. The old man was some kind of preacher. He took out his cellphone and called somebody, as my friend lost her ability to stand. She started rolling around on the ground while the old man talked about how his church was destroyed, and I saw pieces of it in the rocks. It was at that point, I heard the monster shriek from the woods. As it did so, her (my friend's) behavior became oddly sexual, and she started sliding out of her clothes. The two guys made a move towards her, but when I reared up and put my hand on my pistol, they stopped cold.
I stuffed her back into her britches, and picked her up. She felt heavier than she was, and she was wriggling around like a darn worm. All the while I had the deliverance boys at my back and some she-demon flying around God knows where in the distance. Somehow, I made it back to the house. I set her down on the bed and was turning to go get some towels and water, when she grabbed my forearm with her right hand. She put her left hand behind my neck and started to pull me closer. She was completely out of her head, and I could see where this was going. She was whispering some kind of sweet nothings and trying to put my hand somewhere when I heard something move behind me.
I saw in the window, the reflection of a pantry behind me, and something was inside it. The thing had gotten in the house and had us both dead to rights. I pulled my hand free of her, turned, unholstered my pistol and aimed just as the thing came exploding out of the pantry. The gunshot was near deafening and mixed with the thunder outside. The impact of the creature woke me up, but I'm pretty sure I got it.
Wasn't me, was it?
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Sep 06, 2019, 05:25:32 PM
Wasn't me, was it?
No. It was an old childhood friend of mine. Our families were close and all of us were like siblings.
No physical attraction there. That's why it was so uncomfortable.
I'm sorry I didn't think to clarify that beforehand. I hope I didn't upset you. I've got family in the path of that hurricane, and I recently watched Bram Stoker's Dracula. I think the two just combined on me in a weird way.
Didn't upset me at all. I was kinda joking.
You would've slapped me, I'd have said you were too bad, we both would've smiled and everything would've been fine.
But no, I gotta get the bad ending and be attacked by the monster.
So I dreamed that I was dropped into a warzone, and the only way out was to answer Disney related trivia questions.
Dreamt I lost a friend.
I've had those. Bad dreams for sure.
Indeed, but it isn't real.
It's a good thing.
Because last night I dreamed we were all getting together and one of you asked me to leave and go somewhere else.
I'd barely been there 2 minutes.
Quote from: Huggs on Sep 13, 2019, 11:26:41 PM
It's a good thing.
Because last night I dreamed we were all getting together and one of you asked me to leave and go somewhere else.
I'd barely been there 2 minutes.
It wasn't me.
I dreamed a sentient taco told me that the salvation of mankind depended on me fixing a lawn mower.
You dream a lot.
I dream every night.
If I'm asleep, I'm dreaming.
How do you know you're not dreaming now?
Because everything's fine.
Too many nightmares?
Not really.
Most of what others would consider nightmares are entertaining to me anyway. So I don't get effected negatively by them 99% of the time.
The human brain is always working, even when one sleeps. What happens is that we don't always remember dreams. But you are very good at it. Many of my dreams are boring. However, and apart from the one I shared (https://www.avpgalaxy.net/forum/index.php?topic=34698.msg2407910#msg2407910) a few pages back, I remember having 3 weird dreams during my life so far. The first time, I dreamed I was in a summer camp, and we were attacked by aliens with cloak technology (like the Predator). Then, some years later, I dreamed that I was trying to escape, in the middle of the chaos, of a city due to an invasion of giant cigar-shaped spaceships. In my third exotic dream, my grandfather had a velociraptor as a pet living in a giant greenhouse, which, despite having the same appearance an size as the Jurassic Park raptors, was very friendly; like a dog.
Edit: In two of my experiences with sleep paralysis I experienced hallucinations.
My transition from dreams to reality is basically seamless. Often times I'm aware of my body before I even leave the dream.
Dreamed the Nazis had time traveled to the future, and Hitler was excessively flamboyant and controlled by a toupee. I was part of a special task force assigned to find and destroy his base of operations. I disguised myself as a giant cucumber and hid amongst the others in his newly formed "health guard". They were all dressed as fruits and vegetables, and were goose stepping down the street in front of his headquarters. Once inside I was pursued by an old blind Nazi colonel who was constantly throwing hissy fits, and (I believe) suffered from some form of IBS.
Sounds like the Recess Thread Food War.
Crazy dreams last night, I can't recollect anymore.
Alien dream. This one one scared me a bit.
I'd been out celebrating my aunt's birthday. I got home after dark, went inside and locked it all down. At about 9pm, I was watching a version of Alien 1979 where the Dallas death scene matches the book. The thing had just missed grabbing his foot when I lost power. The emergency lights kicked on, and of course I was on edge from the movie. So I grabbed my rifle and a flashlight and looked around. When I turned around to look down the main thoroughfare, I saw a short alien shaped shadow on the wall trying to stand erect, then it darted off.
That's all it took. I grabbed the truck keys and made my way outside, shutting doors behind me so it couldn't follow. There was a light rain outside. I paused for just a moment to illuminate the truck, to make sure it hadn't been stolen or that there weren't any creatures near it. It was all clear, but while I'd stood there quietly, I'd heard screaming from off in the distance, mixed with the telltale popping of indoor gun fire. I ran for the truck, unlocked it and jumped inside. I left the driveway and tore off down the road.
I made it to the next town. I needed things that I didn't have the time or the inclination to grab from the house. I pulled into the parking lot across the road from the grocery store. All power was out except for a couple of street lights, and I could see that they were running electrical lanterns in the grocery store, which gave it a light blue hue. It looked like the whole town had showed up, but nobody was panicking. I guessed the creatures hadn't made it this far yet. I'd have to leave my rifle in the truck so as not to cause a scene. I stepped out of the truck and took a quick glance around to make sure I was safe. I locked the door and shut it.
I made it about 5 feet, when I noticed another man stepping into the orange light on my left. He was frazzled, and looked like he was stumbling from exhaustion. Bad sign. I heard something moving fast behind me, saw the shadow and ran as fast as I could. It leapt for me and buried its fangs deep in my left arm. I was in darkness again, running across the road. The outline of the beast was long and thin. I didn't know why it hadn't managed to bite my arm clean off, but I didn't waste any more time. I reared back and kicked/flung it as hard as I could in the direction of the other guy. I heard his screams as I ran into the store parking lot.
I charged through the door, shoved past a bunch of people, and tried to catch my breath. The people there still didn't understand what was going on. They were having small conversations with each other, standing around in the lamp light, enjoying the novelty of it all. The cashier was only taking cash, so things were moving slow. I could see flashlights moving throughout the store, as people looked for what they needed. After I caught my breath, I went to grab one of the flashlights the store was letting customers use to shop, when I saw through the glass that the thing was running straight for the door. I barreled through the people, screaming for somebody to shut the automatic doors. Everybody went silent and scared. I slammed the doors shut just as the thing made it into the light of the electric lamps.
It was a dog. A big dog, but a dog. That's why it hadn't been able to kill me before. I let the poor thing inside as everybody just stared at me like I was crazy. I realized I needed to hurry, but it was already too late. The dog stepped back outside and stared off into the darkness across the street and started growling. Something bad was out there. I saw an old friend of mine run past me and out into the parking lot. I ran out the door and yelled her name. She stopped and turned, but it wasn't her.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else".
Everybody firmly believed I was nuts by then. But no sooner had I apologize, the screams started. Far off in the distance, out in the dark, people were screaming like hell. All eyes turned towards the road. I quietly let loose a string of curses, and checked to make sure my truck wasn't being overrun. I'd have to cross the dark parking lot, then the road, and make it to a locked vehicle just to get away. This would be difficult, and to be honest, I was afraid. I didn't have time for supplies, I had to leave now. I made it five feet from the door, when I heard a child crying. I went back and saw everybody was stone stiff and scared to death. Everybody thought it was just a power outage, now there was screaming in the hills.
Customers had moved away from the glass windows at the front, so I had room to step inside. These people used to be my people, so I figured there was one thing I could do for them. I was unarmed, and I couldn't save them even if I was. Death was coming, but I could at least let them know how. I got their attention, and gave them the abbreviated version.
"Listen up now, they're coming. They're big, 8 foot tall when fully grown, lots of teeth, lightning fast and immensely strong. They look like giant black wasps. They will kill everything, that's their purpose, and they're viscous as all hell."
"One more thing. They multiply by raping their young into our bodies. It's fatal".
"Anybody who's going needs to go now, the rest should seal the doors and say your goodbyes. You have minutes to live".
Several people bolted out the doors. A lot of the women came unglued once I mentioned the reproductive method. There were many children. There was nothing else I could do. I grabbed a flashlight on the way out, "that was at least worth a d@mn flashlight" I said. I ran as fast as I could, shining the flashlight all over the place, expecting to illuminate the instrument of my own death at any moment. I could hear the screams of the people in the store. The panic in their voices, the arguments, the stampeding, the doors being slammed shut. All the noise of chaos, like the store was a ship sinking on some dark sea just behind me.
I made it to the truck, and remembered I had to unlock it. I heard something in the distance. I knew that I shouldn't bother trying to see it with the flashlight, that would only cost me time. But I did it anyway. It was coming straight for me. I dropped more f-bombs than I care to count. I got the door unlocked, hopped in, started the truck and peeled out. I flew across the parking lot and down the road. In the mirrors I could see them all being overrun. The people who left the store were desperately trying to make it back, but it was too late. A few seconds later, the creatures burst through the glass, and I saw the lamp lights flicker and disappear. I kicked the high beams on, and tried to figure out where the hell I was going.
lol I need the film adaptation now :laugh:
But seriously, your dreams are so detailed! I'm jealous ;)
It was night, and I was in a some kind of military plane getting ready to jump out over the desert. I could see the dark outlines of massive pyramids below, like giant dead ships at the bottom of the sea. There was something on fire out on the sand. We jumped. The guys on the ground were getting their @$$e$ kicked. I could see that it was plane wreckage that was burning across the sand. When I was about 15 feet from the ground, I saw an object being hurled in my direction. I cut line and fell the rest of the way.
A couple of guys about 60ft in front of me were shooting at something. Whatever it was, it rolled a piece of wreckage their way and they were crushed instantly. I could barely make out what they were shooting at. It was human shaped, but very tall. It had a dark black/grey color to it. As it strode off into the darkness, towards a pyramid about a quarter of a mile away, I followed cautiously as the sand started to kick up in the wind. About 300 yards out, I could see flashes through the sand and hear the boom of tank rounds. Then there was an explosion followed by a sound of rending metal. At about 50 yards, flashes of small arms fire erupted all over the place. The flying sand and gunfire made it look like the air was full of yellow static.
I raised my rifle, and started in. I suddenly found myself free of the storm. Some invisible barrier was keeping it from touching the pyramid. I could see bodies everywhere; heard someone moan. There was a gap in the stones that was closing. Some poor guy was laying there wounded as it descended. I ran as fast as I could, but there was not enough time or room for me to save him. I only saw a glimpse of a few other wounded guys inside and a lot of fire, then he was crushed by the stone.
I wandered away into the night, back into the storm. I popped a couple of flares and waited to be found.
I was driving through a storm and a large wolf was managing to keep up with the car. The other dudes with me were freakin' out, but I had great respect for the animal. 80+mph through a hard rain and it only gained. It was a big wolf too.
I finally managed to lose the beast and stopped at a gas station. I was wearing a ring for some reason. An old lady spotted it and threw a fit, swearing it was a family heirloom of hers. I tried to tell her otherwise, but she wouldn't have it. Finally, I lied and said I'd mail it to her in a few days. After that, I proceeded home. Later, I was watching a film with family, when the new 8k television sucked me into an alternate universe. I discovered shortly thereafter that it was merely the "backstage" of the real universe. There were pipes and cinder block walls everywhere. It was like a never ending power plant.
I walked past a door that opened to the Oscars. Robin Williams was trying to deliver a closing monologue but Jack Nicholson was going into a fit of rage for no reason. He sounded intoxicated. After he was removed, closer inspection revealed McDonald's "food" all over the ground where he was sitting. I walked onward and met my father. We proceeded through the plant, both working together to turn back time and fix reality. We saw many amazing things. Some of the work was very dangerous, and I was nearly crushed to death once. But we succeeded, and I was transported to the near future.
I appeared in the parking lot of a nursing home. I had to pee real bad, so I went inside and asked where the bathroom was. I specifically asked for the visitor bathroom. The guy behind the counter said, "oh, that's smart thinkin' there. I admire somebody who just wants to do their business without all the craziness". I just stood there and pointed at a bathroom and said, "is that it?" He nodded, I walked away. In order to use the restroom, I had to pass through a security checkpoint manned by two dudes in blue uniforms. I stepped onto this rubber mat and holographic screens popped up everywhere. I was told not to move. I was scanned by whirring machines, weighed, had a blood sample taken, etc. I thought it was ridiculous, so I started making fun of it. "Hey cool, I lost five pounds". "Does this thing quantify sexiness?" After 2 minutes, I had both guards rolling in laughter and they waved me through.
So in I went, to hells bathroom. Inside I passed cell after cell. Large plexiglass windows showed the various people being held there. All bad dudes. I finally saw a row of stalls and did my business. I'd just zipped up when a small alarm sounded and the door opened on one of the cells. The lights started flickering as I crouched down and noticed the belongings of some other poor sod that must not have survived the room. A guy exited the cell, I couldn't tell if he was armed or not. I let him walk past and ducked into an alcove. There was some more backpacks and belongings. I dug through a backpack and found a good revolver, just as the guy snuck up on me and held a .45 to the side of my head. He said, "what you got for me boy?" Having caught my limit, I shoved the revolver barrel under his chin and said as coldly as I could, "f*ck you". After a tense couple of seconds, he racked a round out and handed it to me as some kind of gesture. I looked at him and motioned for him to move on, and he did. Security finally made it through, and got me out.
Back in the parking lot, I ran into the old woman again who was now immensely mad because I'd never given her the ring back all those years ago(remember, I was in the near future now). I started to flee, but slowed when I realized it would not be as swift nor dramatic a chase as I'd figured. I was starting to giggle and admire the ring, when a large claxon sounded as the sky went dark and clouds began to part. The sky was on fire, and the Aliens were invading. I dove into a cab that had no business being there and proceed to fly down the road, the driver screaming hysterically. I don't know who he was, but I yelled out, "courage Dopinder!" as an attempt at levity. It was at that point, the vehicle was struck by lightning and sent into a spin and then a flip. We hit something and I woke up.
Dreams are fascinating, absolutely. Though has anyone else here experienced much in the way of False Awakenings?
My current record of succession is six in a row, culminating in a confrontation with an actual entity (demon or whatever). Murky dark, where I was unable to stand or walk properly. Similar to being heavily intoxicated. Trust me, it was awful.
After demanding (screaming) that the large and uncouth 'being' leave (which drained me of my energy), I remember collapsing and found myself in a hallway of light. My own voice (I think) instructed me "any of these doors will lead you back", so I entered a doorway nearby and finally woke up for real. Upon awakening, I came to realise all of this had happened in a real-time span of about 20 minutes... This was about three years ago.
Suffered from sleep paralysis when I was a teenager, for some years. Mostly just the 'held down and choking' sensation. Was only attacked once. Don't have these encounters anymore at all and I'm glad. It really f**ks with your mind.
I dreamed Rabbit sent me some kind of pastry in the mail, which blew up in my face. Startled, I then put on a military surplus helmet, grabbed a super soaker, and climbed up into a barn. Hiding behind a small bale of hay, I kept constant vigil on the surrounding territory with a pair of old German binoculars, as the military drum beat from aliens played overhead.
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 23, 2019, 03:08:28 PM
I dreamed Rabbit sent me some kind of pastry in the mail, which blew up in my face. Startled, I then put on a military surplus helmet, grabbed a super soaker, and climbed up into a barn. Hiding behind a small bale of hay, I kept constant vigil on the surrounding territory with a pair of old German binoculars, as the military drum beat from aliens played overhead.
It was probably a fluffy pastry I deemed unfit to serve at the Rolston interview.
I had a nightmare few days ago . It was about big, really big as a bear and f**king mad dog. It had dirty grey wool, empty eyes and slime dripping from its jaws ( I think that part coming from my fascination with Aliens lol ). I got impression like it was rotting alive. It was clearly aggresive and was going to attack. I had storagetube in my hands and tried to beat the dog with it but it just gulped it. I don't remember what happened next ...
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Oct 23, 2019, 04:02:14 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 23, 2019, 03:08:28 PM
I dreamed Rabbit sent me some kind of pastry in the mail, which blew up in my face. Startled, I then put on a military surplus helmet, grabbed a super soaker, and climbed up into a barn. Hiding behind a small bale of hay, I kept constant vigil on the surrounding territory with a pair of old German binoculars, as the military drum beat from aliens played overhead.
It was probably a fluffy pastry I deemed unfit to serve at the Rolston interview.
And the fact that it was explosive had nothing to do with it?
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 23, 2019, 04:42:54 PM
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Oct 23, 2019, 04:02:14 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 23, 2019, 03:08:28 PM
I dreamed Rabbit sent me some kind of pastry in the mail, which blew up in my face. Startled, I then put on a military surplus helmet, grabbed a super soaker, and climbed up into a barn. Hiding behind a small bale of hay, I kept constant vigil on the surrounding territory with a pair of old German binoculars, as the military drum beat from aliens played overhead.
It was probably a fluffy pastry I deemed unfit to serve at the Rolston interview.
And the fact that it was explosive had nothing to do with it?
No, I put that in there.
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Oct 23, 2019, 04:43:32 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 23, 2019, 04:42:54 PM
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Oct 23, 2019, 04:02:14 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 23, 2019, 03:08:28 PM
I dreamed Rabbit sent me some kind of pastry in the mail, which blew up in my face. Startled, I then put on a military surplus helmet, grabbed a super soaker, and climbed up into a barn. Hiding behind a small bale of hay, I kept constant vigil on the surrounding territory with a pair of old German binoculars, as the military drum beat from aliens played overhead.
It was probably a fluffy pastry I deemed unfit to serve at the Rolston interview.
And the fact that it was explosive had nothing to do with it?
No, I put that in there.
You're just too bad.
Started having very vivid, dramatic dreams again. I gotta retrain my lucidity tricks so I can have more control over the antics.
Dive in and go with the flow.
I had some very weird Kyle Reese dreams over the weekend. :P
Surely not the Jai Courtney Reese?
Were there pastries involved?
So I was the only one who got blown up?
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 24, 2019, 12:51:48 AM
So I was the only one who got blown up?
I guess so.
I feel special.
And slightly cinnamony.
So what happened?
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 24, 2019, 12:54:15 AM
I feel special.
And slightly cinnamony.
So what happened?
The first one was a bit too weird.
The second one involved a strange, emotional short film with action figures.
Sounds like the work of Hudson.
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 24, 2019, 01:12:17 AM
Sounds like the work of Hudson.
A Hudson figure wasn't involved, surprisingly.
Unless he was the evil mastermind and working behind the scenes.
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 24, 2019, 01:47:56 AM
Unless he was the evil mastermind and working behind the scenes.
That . . . is definitely possible.
I dreamed I traveled back through time with my cousin. We saw various explanations of different periods and important people, and then accidentally became stuck in medieval times. When we were spotted and determined to be questionable, we were brought before the king. So as we entered this great hall near the top of this giant castle, I noticed there was a giant tower next to it. This tower was a giant solid cylinder with no interior, and a wide ramp style staircase that wrapped around it all the way to the top. There were no stairs.
The King was looking out a huge window in the castle, which had a giant megaphone style device in it. Over on the tower was this little fat guy, maybe 2.5 feet tall, dressed in mini chainmail and a little blue shirt, with a metal helmet that purposely obscured his vision. He had curly hair that protruded hilariously out of each side of the helmet like bozo hair. He was standing at the flat top of the tower, and (on command) started down the spiral ramp that was like 20 stories in the air.
In his way were all manner of obstacles. 5 feet of red hot coals, old men who couldn't see, piles of snakes, walls of arrows, etc. All kinds of things he could step on, activate or knock off accidentally. And the king had this giant "horn of Gondor" style contraption that was protruding out of the window he was sitting in front of. And, on cue, he would yell commands to the little guy making his way (blindly) down the tower. My cousin and I couldn't believe what we were seeing. He'd shout "alittle left!" or "to the extreme right!" and the little dude would veer one way or the other, hitting traps and emitting what I admit we found to be hilarious sounds, or accidentally knocking somebody off the tower and into the moat below. It was just their version of interactive entertainment, and I swear, it was the funniest thing I'd ever seen or heard. It was all we could do not to laugh out loud right then and there.
But then the guards who hauled us in went and tried to get the Kings attention. "Sire? We captured these......" And all of a sudden, the king (obviously upset about being interrupted during his game) screams out "NOT NOW! I'M PLAYING TOWER OF WHOOPSIE!!!!" And oh my God, I hit the floor half dead I was laughing so hard. My cousin did the same. This was the greatest thing I'd never seen or heard about, and they called it "Tower of Whoopsie". I literally was laughing so hard in the dream that I woke up laughing in reality, and I couldn't go back to sleep.
When I read "Tower of Whoopsie," I knew today was going to be a good day.
I'm trying not to explode in laughter.
Do it. I did.
I could hardly type it because I'm still laughing.
Quote from: Huggs on Oct 25, 2019, 12:20:22 PM
Do it. I did.
I could hardly type it because I'm still laughing.
I want to use it in a book.
If it wouldn't involve such physical danger and massive construction, I'd pitch it to Hasbro.
So this time I dreamed I was out in the forest. I heard this loud noise overhead and made my way to a clearing. In the distance, I saw this strange looking plane sort of hovering just above the tree line. It appeared to be having engine trouble. It was trying to move, trying to gain altitude, but to no avail. It slowly fell closer and closer to the treetops. Rocking back and forth the entire way.
It fnally stalled out, and fell through the trees. The explosion was massive. I knew whoever was in there had to be dead. I slowly made my way to the crash site. By the time I got there, there was no fire, nothing at all was burning, there was no smoke, there was hardly a sign that anything had crashed. I found this incredibly strange. I couldn't see the craft at first, all I could see was this bright white spot in the forest. When I got closer, I saw that it was massive. Around 20 to 30 feet tall , with and equal width. Whatever was underneath, there was some kind of incredibly thick and hardened material covering it. It looked like some sort of impact resistant foam.
I had my cell phone with me, and had just taken it out to call the authorities when I turned around and saw the craft itself. It was dark green in color, definitely human, and very large. It looked like some sort of military test aircraft. Curious, I took off my rifle and leaned it up against a nearby tree, and proceeded to grab hold of the foam and break away large chunks of it. Interestingly, once I had broken through the foam, it all quickly began to disintegrate. I surmised that once some kind of barrier had been penetrated, this allowed some sort of reaction to oxygen that caused the rest of the material to disintegrate, in order to more quickly extract crashed personnel.
Once all of the foam was gone, I could see why there had been so much of it. It had been covering a small control center that had been ejected. Six seats, with six pilots, each pair above the other, 2 over 2 over 2. It looked like some kind of shoe rack you hang over a closet door. There were small consoles in front of each of them. There were three females and three males, with one male and one female each per tier. I didn't know if they were couples or not. They were all dead, and mostly nude. The bodies were in varying conditions. It seemed as though they had died in the impact with the forest floor, and that the foam was merely an electronic response to the fireball afterwards. I managed to spot some manufacturing dates on the machinery, and a tattoo on one of the corpses which led me too believe these people couldn't even be technically born yet, nor could this machine have been built for another 15 years.
I decided that calling the authorities and thereby establishing my presence at the scene was too much of a risk. I said a quick prayer for the dead, grabbed my rifle, and walked away. A storm was coming, so my tracks would be covered. The wind was kicking up as I exited the forest. What I saw had bothered me, and continued to do so over the next several days. Frustrated and curious, I decided to meet with a contact of mine. It was a beautiful evening. 75 degrees as the sun was setting, with a light warm breeze. We were in this upscale apartment complex. It was like a small city. Outside there were many luxurious pools. Each one was unique in design and we sat beside one of these. The architecture of the place was magnificent. We talked for awhile.
He didn't want to get involved with whatever I found. But, he told me where I might be able to find some answers. He made some phone calls and told me there would be a plane ticket waiting for me. The next evening, I boarded a private flight towards an unknown destination. There were a few other guys with me, one of which seemed quite nervous. As night fell, I was looking out the window when a lightning strike illuminated a roiling ocean not 300ft below. We were far too low. By the time I realized something was wrong, some dude had opened the door on the plane and all hell broke loose. That of course, was not the end of it, but I need to give my fingers a rest.
So anyway, this big dude took a hold of the little guy sitting a few seats in front of me. He was about 5 foot 8, quite young, had short blonde hair and was very well dressed. He had on a cream colored business suit. Very stylish. So the big guy hauls him over to the door, and I can tell he's going to throw him out. I'm sitting there thinking to myself, "I really should've kept my mouth shut". So I'm about to get up and intervene when I happen to glance out the window and see the lights of a small boat on the sea below. When I glance back up, they were putting a parachute on him (at the hat height, I don't know why) and handing him his briefcase. I realized it was a drop off, not a assassination. And so, I stayed in my seat.
When they pushed him out of the plane my viewpoint suddenly shifted from my eyes to a third person cinematic view of this young businessman. He hit the water hard as the sea closed around him. The lights of the boat illuminated the scene as he was picked up. After being drug aboard, it became obvious he was some kind of accountant brought to do work for one of the cartels. He was given a test, and he failed. The two men on the boat made a phone call and spoke to each other for some time. The next thing I saw was darkness.
Slowly, there came some kind of illumination, and the dark began to turn a smokey whitish blue. As I struggled to understand what I was seeing, I saw the body pass by, feet first. It was the young businessman. They'd weighed him down and thrown him overboard with some kind of luminescent balloon attached to him. I couldn't understand why. As I watched, the weight gently reached the bottom of the sea, and he settled just above it. All was quiet, there was no sound, and no movement. The small balloon burned like a flare, quite brightly and for about 100' it turned the dark sea into a perversion of daylight. The same cloudy whitish blue.
I couldn't understand why. The body was at the bottom of the sea, there would be no need for retrieval by some third party and the flare couldn't last that long. And then, slowly, off in the distance at the edge of the light, I saw something move. It was monstrously huge. It disappeared back into the darkness. A moment later it returned. My viewpoint moved in towards the body, partially obscuring the giant form headed towards it. I saw jaws expand to an unnatural width, and teeth I couldn't believe. My view switched again just before impact. It was a shark. A giant great white shark. Not exactly as big as a megaladon, but nearly just as long and wide, twice as fierce and with teeth unlike any I'd ever seen. It was a savage display of power and ferocity. Though I was aware I wasn't actually there, I was still frightened by the sight of it. When the leviathan at last swallowed the light, and the darkness took hold again, I returned to myself on the plane, seemingly unaware of what had happened.
Nobody spoke to anyone else for the rest of the flight. We landed at a small airstrip in some south American country. The airstrip was near the water, and the great storm we had seen over the sea was finally starting to make landfall here. The sky quickly went from a deep orange covered in black clouds, to a grayish blue as the waters began to churn and drops of rain began to sprinkle here and there. The island was a U shape and we had landed on the tip of the western side. The water was about 25 yards from where I was standing.
I was heading towards a small building where I perceived I could call for a ride, when I heard the strangest sound. Looking towards the water, I saw a giant bull. It was slightly larger than that big cow from skull island and much more powerfully built. It had tight blue skin and it's musculature was immense. It's horns were massive. It had great chains attached to it, and the villagers who owned it were using it to pull something from the water. They were trying to hurry. One of the villagers was in a boat, the bull was about 30 feet out and in about water about 8-10 feet deep. The water was up to its knees. It was a sight to behold as it lurched forward pulling a weight I couldn't possibly comprehend. It appeared to be some kind of salvage work.
I was shaking my head in disbelief, when suddenly, the giant shark appeared. It slammed into whatever they were pulling, sending the bull stumbling backwards. It roared and regained its footing. The villagers were panicking. The fish came in again, destroying the boat and the screaming man in it. The bull pulled forward as one of the chains went loose. Such roaring and noise I've never heard before. There was thunder and rain, waves were crashing, and in the midst of it all were these two great animals.
The bull was pulling free when the shark came in again and wrapped it's jaws around one of the bulls legs. It stumbled, and the waves turned dark as the shark drew first blood. But the bull wouldn't go down. The other chain broke from the tension and the giant bull trudged forward. When the shark had eaten another villager and returned for another piece of the bull, the bull was ready. It slammed it horns into the water, spearing the great fish, who was lifted slightly out of the water and flung away. It rolled slowly over, but regained itself and vanished beneath the surface.
The fight was not over, but I wasn't sticking around any longer. I needed answers to some questions.
It was night. We came under sudden attack from a UFO piloted by a weed smoking dude with a fantastic afro. He strafed us from high altitudes, firing salvos of little red explosive laser balls. My cousin sought to defend himself by screaming hysterically and waving a hat around. This looked ridiculous, but after he failed to be hit several times, I thought he might be onto something and so I proceeded to do the same. We ran into an old house, screaming and flailing wildly as we ran. As I slammed the door closed behind us, the UFO landed in a nearby field.
My cousin grabbed a large potted plant, while I tore a shade off of a nearby window. I stretched it out like an accordion. My plan was to ensnare the enemy with it, long enough for my cousin to administer the coup de gras with the potted plant. As the dude opened the door, and we prepared to pounce, my father showed up and they began to discuss the best and finest weed. The last thing I heard as they both walked outside was, "it's the real thang man".
I dreamed I was watching an extended trailer for a new Nicholas Cage movie. He was in various places and in various disguises. The last thing I saw before the title card was him disguised as an arab terrorist with a thick beard, chasing a rich midget through a bazaar while riding a minibike.
The title of the movie was "Sweeny Sly and The Disco Seven".
Dreamt Hudson was holding a pool party in one of the local canals here. A train goes by and Biehn-Kyle Reese jumps off, being chased by the T-800.
Hudson yelled, "So glad you could join us, man!" while holding up a beer. Reese gave him this look of, "Are you nuts?"
And I'm just in my inflatable rubber ducky wondering why Huggs and Voodoo are late.
Dreamed too much stuff to write, so I'll just condense it into chapter names.
Something fishy
The tired ones
National Emergency
Trespassing
Groudhog minute
Rooftop helicopter
Hollywood landing
The ballad of Fatty Rustbucket
Who takes the trash in these conditions?
Big Taxi, Little Bridge.
The Cleveland Brown Fiasco
Bad Country Song
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Nov 05, 2019, 03:05:58 PM
Dreamt Hudson was holding a pool party in one of the local canals here. A train goes by and Biehn-Kyle Reese jumps off, being chased by the T-800.
Hudson yelled, "So glad you could join us, man!" while holding up a beer. Reese gave him this look of, "Are you nuts?"
And I'm just in my inflatable rubber ducky wondering why Huggs and Voodoo are late.
I was the rubber ducky.
You just filled me full of compressed air and then tried to drown me.
Had one of those dreams where I'm being chased by family members, but I also had wings and was like part dragon. And apparently I stumbled upon the CIA tracking someone, the rest was a bit fuzzy, but it was nice to dream about a fictional movie character again. A lot of the stuff I was having before was probably from some internal emotional trauma. lol
Last night I dreamed I was in a small town, at night, dark, raining, and people were chasing me, looking to kill me.
Hmm... Multiple people dreamed of being chased. Is this a sign of things to come?
I turned Gorman into a badass in my latest dream.
Quote from: Shinawi on Nov 19, 2019, 06:11:06 PM
Hmm... Multiple people dreamed of being chased. Is this a sign of things to come?
Hmm. Maybe....
Do you have similar dreams?
I dreamed that I discovered a special shirt hidden in a chest within the forest. It had magic powers. Specifically, it made everybody who looked at it cry. I had lots of fun with it.
Quote from: Shinawi on Nov 19, 2019, 06:11:06 PM
Hmm... Multiple people dreamed of being chased. Is this a sign of things to come?
It's part of the human condition. I am chased in some way in basically every dream, but I freely admit that I love it.
I was pursued through an ancient pyramid by a diminutive and hairy assassin named Sanju: The Amputator.
I rarely dream, but this dream, felt like a memory and although not lucid, felt real. I'm hesitant to call it a nightmare but it's somehow more unnerving than watching your friends get eaten alive from a closet, being stalked in your own home or running from something.
Spoiler
In this dream, I return to the home I've known most of my life and my entire childhood, a large house on the Randalstown Church Road. Elevated so high above the road at an angle that it appeared level from the front but had three enormous steps at the back, from one corner of the back to the other, leading down to a large stone courtyard, if you sat down on the top step you might take in the view.
From the right hand corner of the back of the house to the left, the top step supported an old wooden door, with its frame connected to both the house itself and a shed with grey brick foundation, mostly in fact with a tin roof, and large sliding door. The large shed on its left wall connected to a picket fence a quarter or so the height of the shed, easily passable by a young adult stepping over it.
The fence curved as it formed a corner, then connected to a stone wall that returned to the height of the shed, or just roughly the height of it, perhaps slightly above or below, I don't remember. The wall itself at a certain point turned to a 90 degree angle, and then again identically, with the wall ending in a gate. All the aforementioned features formed the perimeter of the back of the house.
It was a farmhouse a long time ago, so it faced a country main road not far from the town itself but far enough that it felt a lifetime away from any civilisation. It was certainly far enough from everyone else's abode. At the front door, and front lawn a white picket fence sat as the perimeter of the entire front of the house apart from one feature, it ended up overgrown by a hedge generally concealing the elevation. The one feature that broke the hedge's perimeter was, say if you admired the front lawn from just outside the front door, on your right was a separation in the hedge itself, leading down just behind the gate mentioned previously and also behind the only entrance to the place, a cattle grid connecting the road and the backyard.
The front of the house only contained one noteworthy feature, where a tree, of the variation I don't remember reached up into the sky, nearer to the cattle grid than the house itself, but clearly visible through the upper left window, my old room.
Now, the restless dream begins:
I and my sibling, my brother returned to the house for whatever reason near enough to dusk that the sky began to turn blood red, we stood outside the house on the road.
Empty, quiet and alone, the threshold is crossed and suddenly we notice wild cats, wild cats not so wild in the feral sense, but in the free sense- nothing more than kittens running around.
We awkwardly cross the cattle grid, I'm much older now. I see the kittens, I recognize them from my childhood. Playing, as never before. As never. A dog runs at me from a new place, a newer more modern and more comfortable looking shed, built in front of the old fence. Cows don't inhabit the field beyond it anymore. The dog licks my face, he is a Yorkshire Terrier but larger, perhaps part Jack Russell. We enter the comfort of the new shed, my brother says that we have to wait here, I smile and play with the dog, as he deserves and always deserved. I remember that I don't remember enough, I remember him and his brother. I ask why we can't leave with him, my brother says he can not leave. Until Vivid cerise, if we left now with or without him the place is no longer worldly, and Luna spoke before the clouds unfurled "It would not be good." So I stay and weep, until I fall asleep. Morning comes and the dogs and cats, gone, I hope the dog is happy now.
I was trying to save a family of squirrels and a bunny.
The squirrels ran away, and the bunny peed on me.
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 04:36:07 PM
I was trying to save a family of squirrels and a bunny.
The squirrels ran away, and the bunny peed on me.
Must've been a tempermental cousin.
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Dec 07, 2019, 04:51:12 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 04:36:07 PM
I was trying to save a family of squirrels and a bunny.
The squirrels ran away, and the bunny peed on me.
Must've been a tempermental cousin.
I was trying to avoid causing undue distress. Bunnies are cute but they can die from shock easier than any other animal. A loud fart can kill em. You can't even bathe them. The squirrels didn't care much. They just went and played with their acorns somewhere else. I got the weeds all cleared out though.
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 10:33:32 PM
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Dec 07, 2019, 04:51:12 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 04:36:07 PM
I was trying to save a family of squirrels and a bunny.
The squirrels ran away, and the bunny peed on me.
Must've been a tempermental cousin.
I was trying to avoid causing undue distress. Bunnies are cute but they can die from shock easier than any other animal. A loud fart can kill em. You can't even bathe them.
There are ways to bathe them safely if it's absolutely necessary. Some rabbits will take to it better than others.
And Super Bunny has a hot tub, because she's Super Bunny.
Loud farts? Not a problem. :P
Mt grandmother kept rabbits outside when I was a kid, and every time I had to so much as sneeze she made me run behind the garage so it wouldn't send them into shock. I thought she was overdoing it a bit until I got older and a guy I worked with who owns his own livestock business told me how fragile they were. I hate it because they're so cute and you just want to love all over them when you see em.
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 10:47:58 PM
Mt grandmother kept rabbits outside when I was a kid, and every time I had to so much as sneeze she made me run behind the garage so it wouldn't send them into shock. I thought she was overdoing it a bit until I got older and a guy I worked with who owns his own livestock business told me how fragile they were. I hate it because they're so cute and you just want to love all over them when you see em.
Some can be "lap rabbits," but sometimes the most they'll do is run around you in circles or lick you.
Quote from: TheSailingRabbit on Dec 07, 2019, 10:59:44 PM
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 10:47:58 PM
Mt grandmother kept rabbits outside when I was a kid, and every time I had to so much as sneeze she made me run behind the garage so it wouldn't send them into shock. I thought she was overdoing it a bit until I got older and a guy I worked with who owns his own livestock business told me how fragile they were. I hate it because they're so cute and you just want to love all over them when you see em.
Some can be "lap rabbits," but sometimes the most they'll do is run around you in circles or lick you.
I would pass out from the cuteness.
They also do this thing called a "binky"--when they're happy, they jump and kick their legs in the air. And then zoom around the room.
I'm watching cute bunny videos now.
...what's happening to me?
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 07, 2019, 11:48:46 PM
I'm watching cute bunny videos now.
...what's happening to me?
*maniacal laughter*
The part I remember the most from last night's dream was that I was stuck doing community service on the side of the road, cleaning silverware out of a ditch. When I glanced up, I noticed a vehicle parked in a family members driveway. I recognized it as a vehicle that had been in the news. It was a thief. I slowly made my way up the driveway, intent on nabbing the villain.
As soon as I got within 50 yards, he noticed me and started to bolt. I charged with a dirty spoon still in my hand. I was screaming and flailing wildly to try and scare him. It was working. He was falling all over himself and couldn't get his vehicle started. When I got close enough to read the license plate, he gunned it and accidentally did a doughnut that flipped the car. He crawled out and started to run. I raised the spoon and yelled "it's goin' up your @$$ boy!" I almost had him, when I switched scenarios unexpectedly.
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All I can remember offhand is that it looked and felt a lot like AVPR, but with Jeremy Renner hunting people in the hospital. He was bald with small pieces of corn melted into his bald head, and his face was always expressionless.
There was a kung fu granny that beat up some heavily armed Amish gangsters in the parking lot of a grocery store. I went fishing for some giant snakes, and then some slightly...frisky dealings on Acheron.
Quote from: Huggs on Dec 28, 2019, 02:15:40 AM
There was a kung fu granny that beat up some heavily armed Amish gangsters in the parking lot of a grocery store. I went fishing for some giant snakes, and then some slightly...frisky dealings on Acheron.
With whom?
A couple of familiar colonists.
I managed to slip seamlessly into the dream state when I went to bed, so I knew immediately that I was dreaming and was able to goof around. And for the first time in years, was able to manifest objects. I had so much fun.
The first thing I did was to manifest an old shovelhead and go for a ride. I then decided to test how deeply I was asleep, and so I created a large fence in the distance and rode into it at full speed, vanishing point style. It should've woken me up, but after about 30+ yards of what should've been 100 fatal injuries, I laid there on my back, perfectly intact and smiling. I raised my arms up in the air and yelled "invincible!".
I tried teleportation, but it only worked about half the time. I was lucky to get 20 yards out of a hard thought. I made some giant bunnies for Rabbit. Fat, four feet long and fuzzy as can be. You could've curled up under their big dewlaps. I gave them a big hutch the size of a small house to play in. Eventually, I heard my phone dinging because I was getting a text, and I woke up. Went back to sleep and had normal dreams.
I have very vivid and repetitive dreams like falling into orbit from space. I have what my doctor calls transient insomnia I go through stages of not being able to sleep and tend to have to take rounds of sleeping aids to get back into actually sleeping. I was up till 430 am this morning and when I went to bed I had two very odd dreams. One I got into a fight with my cousin John and some how i ended up taking his wife on a car ride to downtown Toronto and sold her to the nearest pimp in revenge... I woke up went back to bed and had a dream I was swimming in ice water in like an arctic setting. Idk wtf my brain is doing when I power down but it is a strange creature indeed.
Some of us dream differently than others. I was just glad I got to make the bunnies, because it was business as usual once I went back to sleep.
Quote from: Huggs on Jan 05, 2020, 08:08:30 PM
Some of us dream differently than others. I was just glad I got to make the bunnies, because it was business as usual once I went back to sleep.
The breed aficionado in me is saying you made a bunch of continental giants.
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There were all kinds. But they were bigger, and more energetic.
The one that came to me was 4 and 1/2 feet long, had light tan fur that was short as velvet, and kept his pointy ears folded against his back the whole time. I massaged his forehead while he sniffed at me. Then he thumped once or twice while sniffing the ground, and hopped up a ramp to the second floor. There was a giant milk colored lop with brown spots in the corner looking around and eating it's own poo. The rest lounged around on the upper floors.
You literally could've snugged down in their double chins. I wish you could've seen em'.
Quote from: Huggs on Jan 05, 2020, 08:43:56 PM
There were all kinds. But they were bigger, and more energetic.
The one that came to me was 4 and 1/2 feet long, had light tan fur that was short as velvet, and kept his pointy ears folded against his back the whole time. I massaged his forehead while he sniffed at me. Then he thumped once or twice while sniffing the ground, and hopped up a ramp to the second floor. There was a giant milk colored lop with brown spots in the corner looking around and eating it's own poo. The rest lounged around on the upper floors.
You literally could've snugged down in their double chins. I wish you could've seen em'.
Females usually have the dewlap to cover their babies and keep them warm. If it's too large to the point where they look like they'll trip over it when they walk, that's typically the sign of a problem.
The poo-eating is something they do to re-absorb nutrients. Hamsters, guinea pigs, and chinchillas do it, too.
They thump when they're scared or nervous.
I know. That's why I had them doing it. May as well keep it looking authentic.
But I promise those were some very safe/happy thumps, and healthy/comfortable chins. Benefits of a dream is I get to bend the rules in positive ways.
I was part of a small group trying to survive on a base similar to Hadleys Hope, except it was deep in the jungle on earth. It was getting dark and a lot of people had died already. Place was turning into a ghost town. I and two others made it to this one building, trying to get the power back on until the air evac could get there. The place was far too damaged, and we decided to leave. One guy couldn't take the idea of going back out in the open, so he curled up in a corner under some computers. I told him he'd die if he stayed, but he was scared to the point of being threatening, so I had to leave him.
Small neomorphs were setting traps for people. I tried to stop one guy from falling for it, but he wandered into the light and was taken. We finally made it to the evacuation sight as the wind was starting to pick up. Once we were a few miles away, we opened the door of the chopper and watched the place burn.
After spending a few months back at home, I was sent to an unknown metropolitan area with about 6 other people to some kind of hostile activity. I was with some other guy by the truck getting my gear on, when a few of the others wandered up and said two of us had been taken, and that the threat was some kind of paranormal entity. When asked if any of us could remember how we made it back to the truck, none of of us could. We never found our missing teammates, and we were put through the wringer by whatever that thing was that we were hunting. Three of us survived.
Back at the truck, we were exhausted and visibly upset. I was taking my gear off when I noticed some lights off in the distance. I walked away from the vehicle and asked what it was. The other guy I was with said it was some large scale reenactment that had just come to an end. After a moment it had us all transfixed. We made our way across some fields and found a large highway down below us. It was brand new, but was sealed off and silent. It had large walls on each side that obscured our vision. We jumped down and walked along it for miles into a large valley. Eventually, we rounded the last corner and saw what the deal was.
As morning came on, we walked through destruction. Large machines were busy pulling down the broken facades of buildings. The sound of it was immense. Thousands of workers were walking all over the place cleaning things up. I stumbled around the next corner and there they were. Two perfect replicas of the twin towers, still standing, and still burning. We just stared for awhile. I saw some guys taking a break in a restaurant that had been blasted apart, and we joined them. The foreman was a cool dude. He wasn't happy about it, but work was work.
I sat on a piece of concrete rubble and drank some water. I tried to open a can of peaches but just spilled them everywhere. I tried it again, with the same result. I couldn't help but laugh. We listened to the sounds of work and fire for awhile. Eventually, I asked him, "so are they coming down?" He shook his head and said, "No. People want to see this sh*t but it's not cost effective to destroy them every time, so they're modular. Empty on the inside, and lighter, but we can snap em' together by floors of ten or twenty. Unpack em and stack em. The pyro guys do their thing and...Instant history".
"Seems kinda sick" I said. He nodded. "So your packin up and headin' out?". He'd nodded again. "Well, you guys will be at it for awhile", I said as I kicked the can of peaches away. "Good luck to ya. Thanks for the h20." I shook his hand and we walked out of the restaurant with the missing front, and stared at the towers one last time. The smoke had been turned off and the holes were wide open. We watched for a few more seconds and then turned and walked back out of the valley. We walked into a field several miles away, called for a chopper and popped smoke. As we took off, I stared in wonder at the small portion of the city that was replicated in the middle of that beautiful valley. And flew away towards something else.
People say you can't die in dreams but I died in my dream last night and spectrally attended my own funeral.
Quote from: Trioxin on Jan 08, 2020, 03:59:49 AM
People say you can't die in dreams but I died in my dream last night and spectrally attended my own funeral.
Yes, you can die in dreams. I've died once, due to lightning strike.
Dreamed my area was being evacuated because some nutbag had planted a small nuke somewhere nearby. There were not yet enough military and law enforcement personnel on the scene to find it before it would go off. I was one of several locals conscripted to help search one of the last few locations, some underground industrial area. I was given 10 minutes to say goodbye to my family, which was difficult.
The sun went down as I climbed on the truck and was driven away from my screaming loved ones. Some official looking guy told me that I would be partnered up with some local woman I didn't know, and that it was likely the radiation would kill us both before we found the device. But we had barely an hour left and it had to be done. I climbed off the truck as the sun set, and walked down into the dark.
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Dreamed I was watching the new Bad Boys movie. Martin Lawrence had screwed something up and Will Smith was going to make him wear some ridiculous wig as a punishment.
"Aw, C'mon Mike"
"Take it!"
"Mike no!"
"Oh, so you gonna cry now? That's what you gonna do?"
"Mike please!"
"It ain't my shame. I didn't do that sh*t"
"I'm sorry!"
*Mike forces the wig onto a weeping Martin*
*Martin grabs at the wig dramatically, and falls to the ground*
"Why you gotta do me like that! Why you gotta do me like that!"
"You done it...to your damn self"
*Mike steps over martin, who lays on the ground quietly repeating "Ride or die. Ride or die" *
After hours of wandering the city and the countryside in darkness and rain, I finally made it to this little strip mall. As I rounded the corner, I saw an old and much beloved friend of mine. I stopped cold, then ran right for her. It took her a second to recognize me, but we grabbed hold of each other and were laughing like crazy. I thought she was going to squeeze me to death, but I was so happy that I didn't care. I managed to say, "I never thought I'd see you again!" She said the same back to me.
As our grips kept tightening, another old friend of mine (and one I loved dearly) saw us and came running. I picked her up with my left arm and kissed her as hard as I could, then set her down and wrapped my left arm around her, holding her close. No sooner had I pressed my forehead back against the one in front, then I was hit from behind and felt two arms wrap around my chest. I knew who it was by her voice. I laughed and yelled her name, and stretched a hand down to lay across hers for a moment. I leaned my head back and felt her hair against mine.
Then the others came, one by one. Running up from different directions. Slamming into the back, the sides, the corners. I reached over the others to grab shoulders and hands, welcoming back the ones I loved. And the circle grew bigger, until at last, we were all together again. A mass of pure and unbridled friendship and love. We screamed at the sheer pleasure of just holding each other once more.
Then out of nowhere, an old man wandered up, looking pitiful. He seemed old and alone, and I did not know him, but I reached out and grabbed him anyway, so he wouldn't fall. And after awhile, we'd finally absorbed everything we could from each other, and everything that could be said and felt had been.
And I watched my friends go their ways. Except for the one I loved dearly, who led me to a small diner nearby, where I found my family, including all the ones who are gone. I kissed and hugged them all like crazy, and took my old seat at the head of the table. I held my cousins child, and looked out over my family. My world was returned to me, and I'd never been so happy in all my life.
And then I woke up.
Had another good dream. That's the second one in a week.
Far out.
Can't remember the specifics now, but I know it was quite positive.
So, I saved this little bunny. Then I laid down to take a nap, and when I woke up, there were like 7 more. How that was possible considering I only started with one in the dream, I don't know. I was so confused by it that I just went back to sleep and did one of those things where you blink and it's been 2 hours. And of course, there were even more bunnies.
So I walked across the room and a couple of guinea pigs flew past "weeking" like crazy, and that freaked me out. I went to sit in this recliner that popped up out of nowhere, and this little chicken was standing on my head looking down at me. My eyes had just snapped upward to look at the chick, when the bunny I originally saved jumped up on my chest and started looking around. I slowly looked around the room and saw hay and pee everywhere as horror music started to play. I shoved my way towards the door as the bunnies kept replicating immensely fast. It was like rising water.
I stepped in some poop and lunged for the doorknob, and that was it.
"The bunnies! They're coming outta the Goddamn walls!"
It was very difficult to avoid stepping on them near the end. I was practically river dancing my way across the floor.
2 nights ago, I dreamed that I was in a garage/car port. I had this saw blade in my hand and I walked up to some kind of sharpening machine. I remember holding the blade with one hand and I reached to the side of the machine to press a button. I pressed it then all of the sudden I lost self control of my hand and the blade drove itself into my chest. I then woke up in a mild sweat....
I was in the city, and 3 different gangs tried to rob me. I finally had enough of it, and gave chase as the last group sped away. I grabbed an old scooter. The kind you step on and push. Unfortunately, it was a floor model that was somehow motorized and had some sort of autopilot. I sped after them up this giant mile long incline, as a storm rolled in. The speed was more than I was expecting, and I quickly started to gain on them.
At the top of the incline was a giant U shaped tunnel. So basically, it went nowhere. You just turned around and headed down the incline. They zoomed in and out as I entered the tunnel and followed the turn back out. My hand slipped, and suddenly the scooter did something else. Apparently, it could remember the settings of the previous user. I exited the tiny tunnel at immense speed, as the autopilot kicked in and I lost all control. It zoomed downward at over 100 miles an hour as I hunkered down and held onto the tiny handlebar.
At that precise moment, the wind blew everything off of me except my boxer shorts and my boots, as the previous rider's channel kicked in and mariachi music began to play. So down I flew at mach 3, in my underwear and boots as mariachi music blared from the tiny wheeled platform with a mind of its own. Struggling to see, cheeks clenched, looking ridiculous and screaming "holy shiiiiiiiiiit!!!" the whole way.
I so dreamt of being in the Matrix.
Last night I dreamed I was a lizard guy. My skin was falling off and I could see there was new skin underneath. The color was the same as human skin, but I could see scales on my hands and arms. When I looked in the mirror, I saw that my eyes changed from time to time and resembled the eyes of a gecko. It was super weird...and kinda spooky as well :-\
Quote from: Immortan Jonesy on Mar 27, 2020, 03:10:49 AM
Last night I dreamed I was a lizard guy. My skin was falling off and I could see there was new skin underneath. The color was the same as human skin, but I could see scales on my hands and arms. When I looked in the mirror, I saw that my eyes changed from time to time and resembled the eyes of a gecko. It was super weird...and kinda spooky as well :-\
Jonesy is a confirmed member of that illuminati. ;)
Quote from: Huggs on Mar 27, 2020, 03:13:28 AM
Quote from: Immortan Jonesy on Mar 27, 2020, 03:10:49 AM
Last night I dreamed I was a lizard guy. My skin was falling off and I could see there was new skin underneath. The color was the same as human skin, but I could see scales on my hands and arms. When I looked in the mirror, I saw that my eyes changed from time to time and resembled the eyes of a gecko. It was super weird...and kinda spooky as well :-\
Jonesy is a confirmed member of that illuminati. ;)
I'll fulfill my destiny ;D
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At least it's not the illuminaughty. They're the bad boys of the new world order.
Don't ask about the secret handshake. It's kinda gross.
I dreamed I was eating an infinite bag of potato chips. No matter how much I ate, the bag was still full ... day after day, night after night; for the whole eternity. Not to mention that the snakcs endowed me with the ability to teleport myself. I mean, I was at home, and then a few seconds later I was in a park. Then back home 5 steps later. It was super weird.
Edit: I wasn't wearing my Covid-proof mask and gloves. :-X
Spent an evening at an empty airport getting p*ss drunk and smoking cigars with Kurt Russell.
I've stopped dreaming.
I feel like Walter.
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Last night I dreamed that I was sleeping in the middle of nowhere. It was like a savanna. A cat was sleeping near my head. Then suddenly I began to feel that I was lying on something that was moving. The thing that moved was breathing. When I lean back to see what was happening, I saw with surprise that the cat was gone. I was resting in the belly of a lion!
For some reason, I wasn't afraid. In fact I felt like I was being protected. The lion seemed to be female because I didn't notice a mane. Then I woke up feeling a little overheated, at about 4 in the morning.
I think I'm eating at unhealthy times (like at night), which makes me dream.
Edit: It was super weird.
Night before last:
My highschool sweetheart gave birth to twins and we lived happily ever after. This one put me in a poor mood.
This morning:
An incompetent amateur rapper was harassing me over a week or so, and ended up trying to rob me. For some reason he had pair of Sai he was always (poorly) flashing around and thrusting at the air with.
You know 2020 is crazy when you can dream old school Unicron arrives to destroy the earth, and you just stand there saying, "it figures".
I would be disappointed if that didn't happen at this stage.
I've got a bet going with a few guys that martians will land before the year's out. Although I don't think it really counts unless the aliens are hostile.
I stumbled into an episode of Cow and Chicken where Red was about to give out the "Best Booty" award.
Quote from: Huggs on Jul 27, 2020, 10:27:41 PM
I stumbled into an episode of Cow and Chicken where Red was about to give out the "Best Booty" award.
Did you win?
I think it went to one of his alter ego's.
Burp monsters, a free-form jazz arm wrestling competition, and I upset John Travolta. I paid a shaman to cast a spell on him that turned his hair grey. He ran away crying, but stopped to do a dance move on his way out.
An old man stood on a mountain top. His arms spread out to each side. A small white cup in one hand. A spoon in the other. Giant flames reached the sky in the background. Quakes, eruptions. The world was dark and afire. It was the end of all things.
He stood there yelling, "CUP AND SPOON!......CUP AND SPOON!!".
Maybe he was onto something. I don't know. Watch your silverware.
I listen to my dreams.
Plenty of them are random noise and not worth listening to, but due to the recurring or episodic nature of many of my dreams, I can notice trends or changes if I pay attention, that seem easy enough to reconcile with waking situations.
I noticed some changes and variations on themes like this last night, most interestingly that a (very mutable) recurring locale was cleaner than ever before, parts of it even being pristine and habitable (and indeed inhabited) rather than grimy and dusty; and that one of the recurring archetypes/personalities is displaying new behaviors that, to me, are the actions of a (fictional) person fearing big changes and possibly even experiencing (a projection of) jealousy.
All very vague, rambling and possibly mildly new-agey tosh, what it boils down to is that recent things in the real world appear to be quite literally "cleaning house" in my dreamscape, and upsetting some of the more toxic locals.
Turn it into a story with Giger's visual language.
Pancakes
I once dreamed I was an Asari from mass effect and escaped a mental hospital for humans. Once outside, I levitated straight up, then landed away and two toddler Asari ran up to me shouting mom. I then woke up as they tried to breast feed.
Not even my only Asari dream.
Last week I had a dream within a dream (well ... more like a small nightmare within a big one). So yeah, I dreamed that I lived in a building in which I had never been. It was night and a woman with schizophrenia scared all the neighbors with insane screams. And when I went to sleep in my apartment (in the dream), I dreamed that my room was haunted with a ghost. Then I woke up due to the screams of the insane woman, and left the building in a hurry towards the street. Then I really woke up :laugh:
Last night I had another dream within a dream. I dreamed that I was slacking in a room, which again was not mine. It looked like an old rustic house in the country, with a spring climate. It was very nice. Then I took a nap (within the dream), and dreamed that I was escaping from some commitment, such as a marriage. There were familiar faces but for the most part they were unknown. It was weird and fun at the same time, because sometimes I dodged people in urban areas and then I was running in some forest or square. Then I "wake up" to the main dream. Here is a creepy twist. I was in that room where the spring afternoon sun illuminated everything, and then I woke up in my totally dark room at 4 in the morning. It felt like a bittersweet awakening. :-\
Was chillin on the high seas, minding my own business. Grabbed myself a sandwich, as I could hear my own voice begin a sarcastic narration of my activities. I paid it no mind.
When suddenly, everything went to sh*t, as it obviously would. And I found myself with no options but to ride the ship down into the sea. I finished the sandwich.
As the water came over my toes, there was panic, but it was manly panic. The next thing I knew, I was standing in a swimming pool, with a tiny toy boat under my feet. I quickly began to look in all directions, to make sure I hadn't been seen.
Satisfied that some manner of sun exposure had led me to hallucinate, I retrieved the toy boat, and proceeded to play with it.
I did dream about Garrus though.
I had a weird and somewhat post-apocalyptic dream. I was living with a lot of people in an old, rocky looking citadel that seemed to be built on a cliff. There was a group of young people led by a girl from my real life. This group was managing the distribution of food and other items to the other inhabitants of the citadel. It seemed that there was even barter instead of traditional trade. I remember that before I woke up, I saw the tip of buildings protruding from the sea or whatever that huge body of water from my dream was supossed to be.
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I dreamt about this boy again. 🥴🥰😍
Does your boyfriend know about this?
Of course
One day that might come between you two
You do all know Garrus' not real guys? 🤣
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A couple of nights ago I had the clearest sleep paralysis of all. My body froze when I felt something lay on top of me. When I opened my eyes I could see a person (possibly female) wearing a white dress, a kind of hat with a visor and a veil that fell from it and covered her / his face. Everything looked like fantasy movie clothing with old-fashioned aesthetics.
I was trying to get her / him off my body without success. The figure began to make bizarre movements as if her / his arms and spine were breaking. When I was finally recovering I leaned over to get up and when I looked up the ghostly figure was transforming into smoke (like a cigarette). Yet at the far end of the smoke cloud was the veiled head of the strange figure. I thought I heard moans of some kind, although I'm not entirely sure.
I woke up screaming
"Please no!," and then I turned on the lights and the tv. :-X
Spoiler
I was very scared :'(
Several night back I dreamed I was on a bus going through a town I know, when from somewhere, a bunch of rhinos apparently broke loose and started charging everywhere, wrecking all in sight. They were rampaging over the road, and the bus had to try and outrace them. Then they came up in front of us, we had nowhere to go, and that was it. Make of it what you will.
What do you make of it ?
Quote from: Kradan on Jan 15, 2022, 09:42:13 PM
What do you make of it ?
Centrist Republicans will be the death of us all.
I had a wonderful dream last night, which luckily wasn't another weird nightmare. I dreamed that I lived in a giant spaceship orbiting the Earth with many other people. The place was like something out of a
Pixar movie; all white, clean and bright. I blame the fact that I watched the last episode of
The Book of Boba Fett yesterday afternoon. :laugh:
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Now let's talk about the most amazing part of the dream. I blame my obsession with dinosaurs for this part of the dream. I was also watching videos of it on YouTube the night before I fell asleep, while I was eating lactose-free peach yogurt. In the space habitat, it was possible to clone prehistoric animals to keep as pets. The adorable creatures didn't look very realistic though. Rather, they were like live-action versions of the animals from the
Ice Age franchise. :laugh:
but they were soooooo cute! (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ my favorites were a T.Rex pup and a baby Deinotherium. They looked more or less like this:
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There were veterinarians, parties to share with the prehistoric pets of your neighbors and friends, etc. It was Jonesy's paradise!
However, there was a problem 👉👈 I had too many! which was apparently illegal. I had something like 20 prehistoric pets, among them the ones I remember the most were a baby Dimetrodon, a Pteranodon, a Saber-toothed tiger, a Brachiosaurus and a Stegosaurus among many others. There was a baby Velociraptor, but I think it belonged to one of my neighbors.
So some inspectors were inspecting our apartments to see if we were complying with the rules. :-X
However, the dream did not turn into a nightmare, and it was quite amusin. I had to take my prehistoric pets to another apartment to hide them. They looked like scenes from
'Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them'. Then I woke up quite happy, instead of scared. :)
I had a nightmare this night. I saw a close up of a woman's face covered in bandages. It was brightly lit with blue light that reminds me of a hospital ward or a dentist's office. Woman couldn't move or talk but her eyes and mouth were wide open. And there were slugs crawling all over her face slowly eating her flesh away. Her skin was covered with numerous holes through which muscle tissue could be clearly seen. Slugs were going in and out of her skin. Brrrr
Also there was Chris Pratt
Constant vivid anxiety dreams for weeks.
I've experienced sleep paralysis before, but this is the first time I "felt something by touch." I was between asleep and awake face down, when something landed on my back. I was trying to move my body but I couldn't. Then I felt as if this thing was trying to hug me or hold me tight. A few seconds later I began to regain mobility. I looked to the right, and I saw the shadow of my bed, my body and the shadow of something above.
At that moment I felt not only fear, but the desire to fight, and I tried to use my left hand to remove what was on top of me. It was like touching a hot fluid, kinda like gastric acid. Once I turned around there was nothing.
I had to turn on lights and look at some things on the internet to calm down.
I also had another very strange dream, where I lived in a neighborhood whose apartment buildings were on platforms suspended from a structure similar to a giant tree. The neighbors wanted to hit me and when they came to me, they jumped like astronauts jumping on the moon from the upper platforms. And the metro train seemed to transport me not only within my country, but also to other far away places, such as middle east.
Dream I: The room next to my bedroom on the second floor of my house was magically connected to an apartment. Everything was noir. Suddenly some little baby bunnies approached me. I went to pet them, surprised, when an adult female rabbit approached. I assumed it was the mother. When I could see her face, it seemed to represent an old woman. She was talking to me and while she was doing it, she explained to me that her owner left the door of the apartment where they live open by accident when she was on her way to work. It was then that I decided to contact the reception of the building to notify them of what had happened. A few hours later (actually it seemed like seconds), a woman with glasses in her 30s came to my "apartment" to take her bunnies. As a thank you she gave me an apple pie. :o
Dream ll: The place was a cross between a farm with vineyards where I used to spend summers as a child and an old shabby Victorian house, which I had never seen in my life. The dream was longer, and there were more people in it, but what I remember the most is the climax. It was me and a young man being chased by a crazy woman in her 40s, wearing an outfit like Wednesday's. It seemed to be the lover of the other boy, who seemed to be 25 years old. She was furious. The screams were almost guttural. By then her face was deformed (something like this
Spoiler
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). We ran off the porch and through the vineyard. The woman was like a feral animal chasing us. My gut told me that she only wanted to kill the other guy, but if she got me in her way she would kill me too. So I did an Elizabeth Shaw (something like this
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), and got out of her way to take an alternative path and leave the property. The last thing I remember is that I was stopping cars on the highway to take me back to my house I guess. In the dream it was daytime, but it was so scary that it was a pleasant surprise to find out that I hadn't shit in my underwear when I woke up.🤗
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I'm feeling that starved for brick-and-mortar stores selling decent Alien and Predator merchandise on my side of the world that I actually dreamed about it last night. And they had Predator Hot Wheels! Not something I knew was high on my list of dream merchandise!
I had a dream of owning a pet spider
f**king ugh
Quote from: Kradan on Jan 10, 2023, 07:45:10 PMf**king ugh
>:(
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They are just like puppies😤😭
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Pretty sure these little beasts are all possessed by the devil, so I'm with Kradan
Austrians have giant spiders in their alps ... Why can't you be more like them??! 🙄👉👈
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lol figures!
Quote from: Immortan Jonesy on Jan 14, 2023, 01:46:26 AMQuote from: Kradan on Jan 10, 2023, 07:45:10 PMf**king ugh
>:(
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They are just like puppies😤😭
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Do you own a pet spider ?
Quote from: Kradan on Jan 14, 2023, 10:57:05 AMQuote from: Immortan Jonesy on Jan 14, 2023, 01:46:26 AMQuote from: Kradan on Jan 10, 2023, 07:45:10 PMf**king ugh
>:(
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They are just like puppies😤😭
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Do you own a pet spider ?
I had a Grammostola rosea tarantula when I was 12. Now it's more intellectual curiosity 👉👈 because they are fascinating creatures🤩
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But! I kill dangerous domestic species like latrodectus mactans (black widow) or loxosceles laeta (recluse spider)...and the arachnolovers I know say that I should catch them to release them in a safe place. But sometimes I am clumsy with my hands and at least the recluse spider can be quite agile and tenacious LOL 🙈😅
Had a nightmare about being on board of Sevastopol station while being chased by Heath Ledgers' Joker for some weird reason