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FleckSplat
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DoctorWho said:
Are you a doctor?:lol
revolverjgw
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Had a dream that I was doing some urban exploration in some sewer system and came across a giant river of snot (I don't know how I knew it was snot), which I promptly fell into. When I was in it, I could see gigantic viruses the size of bananas. When I climbed out, the rest of the dream shifted its setting to my normal day to day life and I couldn't shake the horror of falling in that snot and I was battling a horrible cold. I was showering every 5 minutes and kept thinking about the giant viruses and regretting being careless enough to fall in there. What a stupid dream.
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I dreamt I had a crazy fuckin' lumberjack beard. And then I woke up.
J-Roderton
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In my dream I came back to my dorm room to find that my credit card was stolen. Then I look over and a hatchet is stuck in my wall with a note on it that says "You're next".....
Creepy.
Creepy.
I remember bits and pieces to my dream last night but it started out with me in a bootcamp type place. I was in a class learning about military combat and strategies and it seemed to be placed during the years of WWII but for some reason my teacher was Will Ferrel with a gray scientist hair cut. I was learning stuff from him until some crazy monster things came into class. They threatened all the troops. For somereason I had some amazing sword that was coveted by everyone. I was able to defeat the monsters and every praised me so they promoted me to an officer of my platoon.
In our quarters I had some awesome type throne bed while everyone else slept in cots. At the end of the room was another room with bunkbeds. In that room people went for punishment because it smelled like shit.
Shit happened in the dream then all of a sudden I was on a mission assaulting a giant bunker that seemed to store missiles and shit like that. It was myself and 4 other troops. We managed to sneak into the missile bay and take out the guards. Then all of a sudden the ground started shaking and we were alerted that Cobra Command was coming. Some chick like the Baroness came through the door and I was shooting her troops with an M1 Garand or some other carbine. Then all of a sudden I heard my alarm and woke up.
In our quarters I had some awesome type throne bed while everyone else slept in cots. At the end of the room was another room with bunkbeds. In that room people went for punishment because it smelled like shit.
Shit happened in the dream then all of a sudden I was on a mission assaulting a giant bunker that seemed to store missiles and shit like that. It was myself and 4 other troops. We managed to sneak into the missile bay and take out the guards. Then all of a sudden the ground started shaking and we were alerted that Cobra Command was coming. Some chick like the Baroness came through the door and I was shooting her troops with an M1 Garand or some other carbine. Then all of a sudden I heard my alarm and woke up.
was on a trip with a mate and his gf (only in the dream the girl was the gf of a different friend - she's hot either way and seemed extra hot in the dream).
ended up sharing a bed with them, and she was a restless sleeper, lots of moving around, flailing body parts etc, I think her feet was in my face at one point. I found it odd, but in a super nerdy way it was also really erotic, I'm having actual physical contact with a hot girl oh my gosh!
he seemed to think it was normal. anyway the girl ends up wanting to have sex and is grinding all over me, I felt like I have never wanted to bang someone so much - but I'm there trying to resist and push her off cos she's my friends gf. One of the more erotic dreams I've had :lol out of the blue as well, I dont ever think about her in that way and I haven't seen my male friend in months and the two don't even know each other.
Needless to say I was bloody frustrated and aroused when I woke up.
ended up sharing a bed with them, and she was a restless sleeper, lots of moving around, flailing body parts etc, I think her feet was in my face at one point. I found it odd, but in a super nerdy way it was also really erotic, I'm having actual physical contact with a hot girl oh my gosh!
he seemed to think it was normal. anyway the girl ends up wanting to have sex and is grinding all over me, I felt like I have never wanted to bang someone so much - but I'm there trying to resist and push her off cos she's my friends gf. One of the more erotic dreams I've had :lol out of the blue as well, I dont ever think about her in that way and I haven't seen my male friend in months and the two don't even know each other.
Needless to say I was bloody frustrated and aroused when I woke up.
1930's~ America, winter, night, on a hill just outside a moderate sized city. While playing in the snow with a bunch of friends from the city, an air raid siren goes off. We all look up to catch a large squadron (20 or so) of American C119 planes passing by. Immediately we noticed that a number of the planes were damaged; some had engines on fire, etc; it looked like they had just retreated from an engagement after suffering horrible losses. Right as they are passing overhead, one of the planes loses control and crashes into another, which results in a shower of shrapnel falling down around us. We all duck to the ground and curl up to avoid being hit. The dream ended as the debris was clearing, and the fate of everyone (myself included) being unknown.
The feeling of panic as we tried to avoid being hit and the realization that our planes were beaten so badly by an enemy's surprise attack was pretty horrifying.
The feeling of panic as we tried to avoid being hit and the realization that our planes were beaten so badly by an enemy's surprise attack was pretty horrifying.
someone please analyse my dream
for like the first time ever (or that I can remember) I had similar dreams 2 nights in a row. I think its a sign of some kind. They weren't just throwaway dreams, they both felt very vivid and made quite an impact on me.
first one is above, basically I fancied the gf of my friend - I know them both but they don't know each other in real life so no idea why they were a couple here. She was making moves, my friend didn't care and I was trying to resist. Quite awkward. She was also blonde but she isnt in reality, I barely think about her and although she's hot, I don't have any feelings for her at all.
Second was similar. it was a different guy, one I hadn't seen in years and wasn't really close to. His gf in my dream was amazing, no idea who she was though, again she was blonde and I had a huge crush on her. We kept getting into scenarios where we would be close i.e. sat next to each other in a room or stood next to each other in a queue. My friend at one stage says to me "if you like her you should let her know" and I'm thinking "but...she's your gf...how the hell do you know I love her and why dont you care???". very awkward again.
Weird. I seem to want to steal my friends gf. Thing is this doesnt resemble anything in real life right now and I haven't been thinking about girl/relationship stuf for weeks.
for like the first time ever (or that I can remember) I had similar dreams 2 nights in a row. I think its a sign of some kind. They weren't just throwaway dreams, they both felt very vivid and made quite an impact on me.
first one is above, basically I fancied the gf of my friend - I know them both but they don't know each other in real life so no idea why they were a couple here. She was making moves, my friend didn't care and I was trying to resist. Quite awkward. She was also blonde but she isnt in reality, I barely think about her and although she's hot, I don't have any feelings for her at all.
Second was similar. it was a different guy, one I hadn't seen in years and wasn't really close to. His gf in my dream was amazing, no idea who she was though, again she was blonde and I had a huge crush on her. We kept getting into scenarios where we would be close i.e. sat next to each other in a room or stood next to each other in a queue. My friend at one stage says to me "if you like her you should let her know" and I'm thinking "but...she's your gf...how the hell do you know I love her and why dont you care???". very awkward again.
Weird. I seem to want to steal my friends gf. Thing is this doesnt resemble anything in real life right now and I haven't been thinking about girl/relationship stuf for weeks.
I think I had a bad dream last night...
I was watching National Geographic at 4 AM, just before going to sleep, and there was this program that featured sleep paralysis, something that fascinates me for quite a while now.
After the show ended I turned off the lights and went to sleep. Now this is the part where I don't know if it happened or not: I remember waking up, lying on my left side and not being able to move. I started hearing fucking voices in my room but I couldn't move my body. After the voice stopped talking for the third time it all goes black...can't remember anything after that.
I actually really wanted to experience sleep paralysis (I still do) but I am not sure if this really happened or not. What I do know is that it was pretty messed up. Kinda cool actually :lol
I was watching National Geographic at 4 AM, just before going to sleep, and there was this program that featured sleep paralysis, something that fascinates me for quite a while now.
After the show ended I turned off the lights and went to sleep. Now this is the part where I don't know if it happened or not: I remember waking up, lying on my left side and not being able to move. I started hearing fucking voices in my room but I couldn't move my body. After the voice stopped talking for the third time it all goes black...can't remember anything after that.
I actually really wanted to experience sleep paralysis (I still do) but I am not sure if this really happened or not. What I do know is that it was pretty messed up. Kinda cool actually :lol
cooljeanius
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Not last night, but the most recent dream I remember having involved thinking my college was in my hometown and getting landmarks from the two places mixed up.
I had the weirdest dream ever.
I was outdoors doing stuff when suddenly I hear a great trompet sound in the sky!
I look at the sky and I see a giant pink hippopotamus centaur angel.
At this moment I scream: GOD EXISTS I WAS WRONG I'M FUCKED.
Then I run to my house and I see a lot of people ascending into heaven.
Earth turn into Hell and like I've nother better to do I go check the reactions on GAF.
Total meltdown everyone is in rage mode :lol
Some religious GAffers even post videos of them flying in heaven to piss off atheists :lol
After that I'm not sure I remember there were pokemon being tortured and I woke up saying "WTF".
I was outdoors doing stuff when suddenly I hear a great trompet sound in the sky!
I look at the sky and I see a giant pink hippopotamus centaur angel.
At this moment I scream: GOD EXISTS I WAS WRONG I'M FUCKED.
Then I run to my house and I see a lot of people ascending into heaven.
Earth turn into Hell and like I've nother better to do I go check the reactions on GAF.
Total meltdown everyone is in rage mode :lol
Some religious GAffers even post videos of them flying in heaven to piss off atheists :lol
After that I'm not sure I remember there were pokemon being tortured and I woke up saying "WTF".
My friend and I were in a mansion that looked like RE1, but it was full of guys that looked like the enemies from Rolling Thunder. We were trying to get back a stolen book that was apparently a prototype of some book she'd made of short stories and photos. She was kicking some serious ass with spinkicks and stuff. We got it back, a wall turned into a pile of comic books and fell over, then I woke up.
three or four days ago, i dreamed that i had, uhm, cut off my own dick. i remember throwing it in the trash and once people came home a while later, i took it out of the trashbin because i didn't want them to see it. by that time my penis had dried up. i remember regretting it and crying about it, but after a while it regenerated. seriously. except now it was about half the original size. i don't even know why i cut it off in the first place.
i woke up pretty much bathing in my own sweat and the first thing i did was check if my dick was still there. phew.
this is, by far, the worst nightmare i've ever had in my life.
i woke up pretty much bathing in my own sweat and the first thing i did was check if my dick was still there. phew.
this is, by far, the worst nightmare i've ever had in my life.
im not a huge dreamer but i had 3 last night, and they were in this order ( i woke up, went back to sleep twice)
1st dream, Going about my daily business and at my old Grandmas house when in the sky there appears this spacecraft, one you can imagine in the mass effect universe, clearly not human thought but not threatening. Then i thought, this cant be real, this cant be real, so i turn on the news and the news are talking about ships appearing in the sky across the world. So i go into the back garden and just stand there thinking "this must be a dream" and try to wake up, closing my eyes, pinching myself and i just wouldnt wake up. I was convinced this was real, and i felt sort of scared and intrigued at the same time....then i woke up. I love dreams like this, where it feels so real and you think it must be a dream, but cant wake up so you accept is being real. Its like experiencing emotions and situations that you couldnt in real life because the situation is very unlikely to happen. Anyway that rocked, i woke up and it was about 5am and i went back to sleep.
2nd Dream, I was on the train back to university, i really miss university and how much of a bubble it is, especially the start of the year when there is a few weeks with no work, just straight out partying and doing what you want. So this dream was really cool because it reminded me of how awesome it was to have no responsibilities. Not so much more that i can say but it lasted a while and i met my cool new corridor mates and it rocked. Woke up around 7am (its my day off work) and took a piss then went back to sleep.
3rd Dream, i worked for Konami on my favourite football game and got an email from Valve asking me if i would come work for them creating levels, awesome stuff, a bit weirder and shorter this dream but still awesome.
So there we are, seldom do i dream but last night was fucking awesome
1st dream, Going about my daily business and at my old Grandmas house when in the sky there appears this spacecraft, one you can imagine in the mass effect universe, clearly not human thought but not threatening. Then i thought, this cant be real, this cant be real, so i turn on the news and the news are talking about ships appearing in the sky across the world. So i go into the back garden and just stand there thinking "this must be a dream" and try to wake up, closing my eyes, pinching myself and i just wouldnt wake up. I was convinced this was real, and i felt sort of scared and intrigued at the same time....then i woke up. I love dreams like this, where it feels so real and you think it must be a dream, but cant wake up so you accept is being real. Its like experiencing emotions and situations that you couldnt in real life because the situation is very unlikely to happen. Anyway that rocked, i woke up and it was about 5am and i went back to sleep.
2nd Dream, I was on the train back to university, i really miss university and how much of a bubble it is, especially the start of the year when there is a few weeks with no work, just straight out partying and doing what you want. So this dream was really cool because it reminded me of how awesome it was to have no responsibilities. Not so much more that i can say but it lasted a while and i met my cool new corridor mates and it rocked. Woke up around 7am (its my day off work) and took a piss then went back to sleep.
3rd Dream, i worked for Konami on my favourite football game and got an email from Valve asking me if i would come work for them creating levels, awesome stuff, a bit weirder and shorter this dream but still awesome.
So there we are, seldom do i dream but last night was fucking awesome
I dreamed last night that a new building was being built in our city, and it was probably twenty stories high, but only twenty or thirty feet deep. It was covered in blue tarps while they worked on it, and in the dream I drive up to a stoplight and I can see the building bending in the wind. I mention this to my wife, and the building suddenly breaks in half and simultaneously collapses into rubble.
I had a weird dream last night that I threw a small green lizard into my Crocodile's tank and they started fighting and somehow the lizard knocked out my crocodile and then was trying to eat him so I got a stick to distract him from eating him the crocodile till the he got up and ate the lizard.
It was in pieces so I can't remember it all 100% coherently because it's been over 24 hours now, but even though I woke up a couple of times, it wove together like one long story. Here's what I can recall:
I'm driving in a convertible by the coast at night time, but the buildings are all neon and there are no street lights. The road was like a very tight W pattern, going down slowly toward the beach and back up toward the buildings. I was driving slow and the world had a soundtrack that was floating in the air, it was kind of lounge-y piano. The air was cool but not cold, and it felt good. I had a martini glass hanging from the rearview mirror and a suit on that was grey with a pink shirt and a white tie. I was going to a concert that I can't remember, and I was picking someone up that I can't remember.
Then I'm at my work, except it's not my work. It looks identical, but it's a drug store instead of a grocery store. There was a guy there on his knees, pleading with some woman in a doctor's medical jacket. She said he had come too late and they were closed, but he had blood coming down from his nose out of both nostrils and it ran down his chin and looked like a deep red handlebar mustache. He was saying that if his kids didn't get attention right away, they would die. The lady very calmly said, "You should accept their fate, and try not to be late in the future."
Just then, a bee landed on her shoulder and the guy freaked out upon seeing it. He said that the bees are what got his kids, and then pointed toward the ceiling and his eyes got very big. I looked up only to find that the store had no roof, but rather the ceiling of a cave, very high and dark with stalactites. The ceiling itself wasn't the scary part. Hanging from the ceiling was a series of car-sized beehives that were connected with little beehive passageways, so that it looked like this gigantic chandelier made of nothing but beehives. Just then, about 80 billion bees started swarming around it and I made a break for it. I decided it would be best to hide in my liquor room. I got in there and it looked just like the one I work in. I could hear bees, so I took a thermal long sleeve shirt that I have in there, and laid it on the floor to block the opening underneath the room's door. I heard a man walking by, then another, then these spraying noises followed by what sounded like hail on a roof. One of the guys said, "this gas is gonna take care of these bees, good thing we have our protective suits on!", and then I noticed that the gas was seeping into my room through the cracks on the sides of the door. The air became soupy with gas and I could taste it, but I was trying my best not to cough since the noise would attract more bees. I got down low on the floor since I figured gas rises, and I felt sleepy. Then I woke up.
I fell back asleep and I was in this house I lived in during the early 80s. Someone opened a cabinet and there were all of these plates stacked in a crooked pile, and they fell over and broke. My mom's wiener dog was there, and he got glass directly in his eye and on his face. He came over and sat down, and I slowly removed the glass bits. It was gross because I could actually feel the glass pulling out, but I was glad he was ok. Then I was walking on the deck of a ship, only to find One Piece characters there. They were fighting some enemy that had the power to split them into two forms, one that was violent but asleep, and one that was awake but major cowardly. I saw a couple of the guys hiding behind a wooden box, scared to come out. Then the ship started dragging on the ground, and I looked over the side only to see that it was going down into this brick sewer drain. I jumped off and the ship toilet bowled for a bit before going down the hole, enemy and all.
So then I'm with my dad and we're walking in some desolate desert-y place. Like Phoenix but not as dry or miserable (this isn't a nightmare, after all). We're walking and carrying some kind of boxes, not sure what was inside them. As we walk, we're talking about how great it will be to get home and shower, and go to the bathroom. I guess we couldn't just go outside even though there were no people and few buildings around. He says that he's been holding it for two days, and he usually goes twice a day, so it's going to be extra great to hit the bathroom.
Just then, these guys come out from behind some wall and they look sort of like bad guys from Mad Max or something, and they have guns. They stop us and they're being dicks or whatever and my dad goes, "you guys can have these boxes, we don't really want them anyway. We just want to keep walking, is all." So one of the guys goes over and he points this gun at my dad for a few minutes and my dad goes, "I'm not gonna make it. I have to go so bad. I can't believe this." Then he poops his pants, but it just falls out at the bottom of his pant leg on the ground. The guy with the gun laughs and I get super pissed. I'm like, "you know, it's one thing to rob someone of their things. But you just robbed him of his dignity. Alls he wanted to do was take a shit at home on his own toilet, and you had to go be a dick for no reason." Then I walked over and the guy was laughing and pointing the gun at me, going, "come on buddy, you gotta admit, that was a laugh", and I just grabbed his neck and squeezed it with both hands as hard as I could. His neck snapped and it sounded like a piano falling through a tree. I was laughing. His head fell over to one side as his neck felt like squeezing some really thick water balloon. The other robber guys were like "HOLY SHIT" and ran away, and I just kept squeezing. As I'd feel it turn to water balloon feeling, I would squeeze higher. His jaw was completely mushed, and his eyes were bulging and the top of his head was clear, like it was about to pop. I went, "Man, you got a shitty deal, didn't you?" and then I woke up feeling like a king.
I'm driving in a convertible by the coast at night time, but the buildings are all neon and there are no street lights. The road was like a very tight W pattern, going down slowly toward the beach and back up toward the buildings. I was driving slow and the world had a soundtrack that was floating in the air, it was kind of lounge-y piano. The air was cool but not cold, and it felt good. I had a martini glass hanging from the rearview mirror and a suit on that was grey with a pink shirt and a white tie. I was going to a concert that I can't remember, and I was picking someone up that I can't remember.
Then I'm at my work, except it's not my work. It looks identical, but it's a drug store instead of a grocery store. There was a guy there on his knees, pleading with some woman in a doctor's medical jacket. She said he had come too late and they were closed, but he had blood coming down from his nose out of both nostrils and it ran down his chin and looked like a deep red handlebar mustache. He was saying that if his kids didn't get attention right away, they would die. The lady very calmly said, "You should accept their fate, and try not to be late in the future."
Just then, a bee landed on her shoulder and the guy freaked out upon seeing it. He said that the bees are what got his kids, and then pointed toward the ceiling and his eyes got very big. I looked up only to find that the store had no roof, but rather the ceiling of a cave, very high and dark with stalactites. The ceiling itself wasn't the scary part. Hanging from the ceiling was a series of car-sized beehives that were connected with little beehive passageways, so that it looked like this gigantic chandelier made of nothing but beehives. Just then, about 80 billion bees started swarming around it and I made a break for it. I decided it would be best to hide in my liquor room. I got in there and it looked just like the one I work in. I could hear bees, so I took a thermal long sleeve shirt that I have in there, and laid it on the floor to block the opening underneath the room's door. I heard a man walking by, then another, then these spraying noises followed by what sounded like hail on a roof. One of the guys said, "this gas is gonna take care of these bees, good thing we have our protective suits on!", and then I noticed that the gas was seeping into my room through the cracks on the sides of the door. The air became soupy with gas and I could taste it, but I was trying my best not to cough since the noise would attract more bees. I got down low on the floor since I figured gas rises, and I felt sleepy. Then I woke up.
I fell back asleep and I was in this house I lived in during the early 80s. Someone opened a cabinet and there were all of these plates stacked in a crooked pile, and they fell over and broke. My mom's wiener dog was there, and he got glass directly in his eye and on his face. He came over and sat down, and I slowly removed the glass bits. It was gross because I could actually feel the glass pulling out, but I was glad he was ok. Then I was walking on the deck of a ship, only to find One Piece characters there. They were fighting some enemy that had the power to split them into two forms, one that was violent but asleep, and one that was awake but major cowardly. I saw a couple of the guys hiding behind a wooden box, scared to come out. Then the ship started dragging on the ground, and I looked over the side only to see that it was going down into this brick sewer drain. I jumped off and the ship toilet bowled for a bit before going down the hole, enemy and all.
So then I'm with my dad and we're walking in some desolate desert-y place. Like Phoenix but not as dry or miserable (this isn't a nightmare, after all). We're walking and carrying some kind of boxes, not sure what was inside them. As we walk, we're talking about how great it will be to get home and shower, and go to the bathroom. I guess we couldn't just go outside even though there were no people and few buildings around. He says that he's been holding it for two days, and he usually goes twice a day, so it's going to be extra great to hit the bathroom.
Just then, these guys come out from behind some wall and they look sort of like bad guys from Mad Max or something, and they have guns. They stop us and they're being dicks or whatever and my dad goes, "you guys can have these boxes, we don't really want them anyway. We just want to keep walking, is all." So one of the guys goes over and he points this gun at my dad for a few minutes and my dad goes, "I'm not gonna make it. I have to go so bad. I can't believe this." Then he poops his pants, but it just falls out at the bottom of his pant leg on the ground. The guy with the gun laughs and I get super pissed. I'm like, "you know, it's one thing to rob someone of their things. But you just robbed him of his dignity. Alls he wanted to do was take a shit at home on his own toilet, and you had to go be a dick for no reason." Then I walked over and the guy was laughing and pointing the gun at me, going, "come on buddy, you gotta admit, that was a laugh", and I just grabbed his neck and squeezed it with both hands as hard as I could. His neck snapped and it sounded like a piano falling through a tree. I was laughing. His head fell over to one side as his neck felt like squeezing some really thick water balloon. The other robber guys were like "HOLY SHIT" and ran away, and I just kept squeezing. As I'd feel it turn to water balloon feeling, I would squeeze higher. His jaw was completely mushed, and his eyes were bulging and the top of his head was clear, like it was about to pop. I went, "Man, you got a shitty deal, didn't you?" and then I woke up feeling like a king.
ChiTownBuffalo
Either I made up lies about the Boston Bomber or I fell for someone else's crap. Either way, I have absolutely no credibility and you should never pay any attention to anything I say, no matter what the context. Perm me if I claim to be an insider
I had a dream that Jessica Chobot and Olivia Munn were in my church.
The sermon was boring.
What a shite dream.
The sermon was boring.
What a shite dream.
i usually have dreams everyday.
but recently i can't remember myself having ANY dreams. maybe its because i'm feeling stressed due to exams?
some of the dreams i have are amazing. others, not so much.
once i was half-awake, my dad walked in my room. i got scared. no idea why. i even knew it was my dad. yet i got scared. he looked like the saw character.
but recently i can't remember myself having ANY dreams. maybe its because i'm feeling stressed due to exams?
some of the dreams i have are amazing. others, not so much.
once i was half-awake, my dad walked in my room. i got scared. no idea why. i even knew it was my dad. yet i got scared. he looked like the saw character.
I dreamt I was Batman and the Joker was on top of a supermarket.
He kept throwing stuff at me and shot at me with a pistol and I needed to find a way to get up there. For some reason I could shoot Batarangs out of my right arm. I also knew Batman had a grappling hook so I tried using it but instead I shot really thin webs from my wrists like Spider-Man! I couldn't pull myself up on them though.
So I entered the supermarket and there was like,a pair of garden scissors attached to a grip and I used them and the scissors shot into the ceiling like a grappling hook. I went "Yes,I can use this" and went outside but couldn't figure out how to reattach the scissors and make them shoot out again.
Then I woke up.
He kept throwing stuff at me and shot at me with a pistol and I needed to find a way to get up there. For some reason I could shoot Batarangs out of my right arm. I also knew Batman had a grappling hook so I tried using it but instead I shot really thin webs from my wrists like Spider-Man! I couldn't pull myself up on them though.
So I entered the supermarket and there was like,a pair of garden scissors attached to a grip and I used them and the scissors shot into the ceiling like a grappling hook. I went "Yes,I can use this" and went outside but couldn't figure out how to reattach the scissors and make them shoot out again.
Then I woke up.
akachan ningen
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I wonder how many people are lying about their dreams. Seems like a silly thing to lie about.
I was going to go to a local comic con this past weekend, where Adam West was going to be a guest, as I wanted him to sign something. A few days before the con, I had a dream that he had to cancel due to infected fingers. I remember in the dream thinking, "how can you have infected fingers?"
Escape Goat
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HisshouBuraiKen
Member
In my dream last night I played a game that I made up in the dream. The game was so awesome I wrote down the rules when I woke up.
There is a treasure chest in the middle of a field/building/whatever that can only be opened with a certain key. The key is just a trinket and there are tons of them scattered all over the field. You have to find the right one and open the chest to win. Each team has as many players as you want but only two can actively play at the same time and have to tag out.
There are five classes, you have to say the class you're playing when you tag in:
runner, chicken, hunter, thief, unlocker
runner - can be caught by hunter, can pick up, no carry limit, can be robbed
hunter - can't capture the chicken, can't carry anything
chicken - can only walk not run, can't be caught by hunter, can carry one item, can't be robbed
thief - can be captured, can't rob chicken, can pick up, can carry one item
unlocker - can be captured, can be robbed, can unlock chest
The reason it's called "chicken" is that in my dream this player had to carry a life flapping, squaking chicken trying to escape. And lemme tell you, you can't run or carry more than one trinket when you're trying to hold that thing. But it does protect you from hunters and thieves.
Oh and the chest is guarded by some old Gandalf-knockoff of a wizard guy.
Captured people get stuck in a prison zone until someone sets them free. Robbing and capturing is just playing tag.
I may need to refine the rules some more so they work in the waking world but I really want to play this now. It needs a name.
There is a treasure chest in the middle of a field/building/whatever that can only be opened with a certain key. The key is just a trinket and there are tons of them scattered all over the field. You have to find the right one and open the chest to win. Each team has as many players as you want but only two can actively play at the same time and have to tag out.
There are five classes, you have to say the class you're playing when you tag in:
runner, chicken, hunter, thief, unlocker
runner - can be caught by hunter, can pick up, no carry limit, can be robbed
hunter - can't capture the chicken, can't carry anything
chicken - can only walk not run, can't be caught by hunter, can carry one item, can't be robbed
thief - can be captured, can't rob chicken, can pick up, can carry one item
unlocker - can be captured, can be robbed, can unlock chest
The reason it's called "chicken" is that in my dream this player had to carry a life flapping, squaking chicken trying to escape. And lemme tell you, you can't run or carry more than one trinket when you're trying to hold that thing. But it does protect you from hunters and thieves.
Oh and the chest is guarded by some old Gandalf-knockoff of a wizard guy.
Captured people get stuck in a prison zone until someone sets them free. Robbing and capturing is just playing tag.
I may need to refine the rules some more so they work in the waking world but I really want to play this now. It needs a name.
I dreamed I was in a stairwell forcing myself on a TV personality I find attractive, I wasn't raping him, and he wasn't pushing me away, but he wasn't giving anything back, so I knew it was one sided, so I stopped. When I did, I looked at him in the eyes, and got a really strong certainty feeling that I had misconstrued my admiration for him as a person for a sexual attraction and apologized, feeling a little teary inside and a genuine respect/admiiration for him, mentally questioning if this applied to homosexuality in general (misplaced admiration/hero-worship as sexual attraction).
Strange. I do like celebrity sex dreams though, when you realise it's a dream, so you better go for it full on before you wake up! :lol
Strange. I do like celebrity sex dreams though, when you realise it's a dream, so you better go for it full on before you wake up! :lol
Vipershark
Member
My dream from last night?
I was in a mall. I was walking around, bored, and went into a store that I didn't recognize.
It turned out to not be a store at all, but instead was an apartment. An apartment belonging to James Rolfe, aka the Angry Video Game Nerd. He had a ton of games and consoles I'd never seen before (Dreamcast 2?!?!?!?) and he let me play them.
After a while, I went over to his entertainment center to change the game, and when I turned back around, it was no longer AVGN's apartment, but instead that same apartment belonged to Philip Defranco, aka sXephil/PhillyD from youtube. We talked and played games for a while, and then I left.
I somehow ended up in Virginia at my aunt's house after that, and it was christmas.As the kids were opening presents, we heard a loud noise outside, and looked out the window. The black cars came FLYING down the street, and the people inside were shooting at each other. My uncle made a comment about them thinking they were in a movie, and as we walked outside, all the people got out of the cars and were actors. There really was a movie being filmed in front of the house. One of the actresses there was Jenna Fischer (aka Pam Beesly from The Office), and as me and my brother both love the office, we had to go talk to her.
So while she was on a filming break, she came and sat on the porch and me and my brother went to talk to her. After asking her a few questions, we realized that in real life, she was nothing at all like Pam Beesly. She had large tattoos on her face and was mean.
Then I woke up.
I was in a mall. I was walking around, bored, and went into a store that I didn't recognize.
It turned out to not be a store at all, but instead was an apartment. An apartment belonging to James Rolfe, aka the Angry Video Game Nerd. He had a ton of games and consoles I'd never seen before (Dreamcast 2?!?!?!?) and he let me play them.
After a while, I went over to his entertainment center to change the game, and when I turned back around, it was no longer AVGN's apartment, but instead that same apartment belonged to Philip Defranco, aka sXephil/PhillyD from youtube. We talked and played games for a while, and then I left.
I somehow ended up in Virginia at my aunt's house after that, and it was christmas.As the kids were opening presents, we heard a loud noise outside, and looked out the window. The black cars came FLYING down the street, and the people inside were shooting at each other. My uncle made a comment about them thinking they were in a movie, and as we walked outside, all the people got out of the cars and were actors. There really was a movie being filmed in front of the house. One of the actresses there was Jenna Fischer (aka Pam Beesly from The Office), and as me and my brother both love the office, we had to go talk to her.
So while she was on a filming break, she came and sat on the porch and me and my brother went to talk to her. After asking her a few questions, we realized that in real life, she was nothing at all like Pam Beesly. She had large tattoos on her face and was mean.
Then I woke up.
Last night I dreamt that I found out that the gods really exist. I wanted to expose them to the world so everyone knew that all the myths and legends were true. I was in my grandmothers house and I ran onto the front pourch screaming "the gods are real!" I ran up the street screaming the same thing, saying that I have proof. The further I ran, the houses around me started to disappear. The roads got longer and it just became a barren place. I continued to run and then the backdrop of the sky changed to a piercing blue to a neon green. Dark clouds started to form in the sky but I kept on running. I turned around one last time and there was nothing. When I looked forward, the dark clouds formed a funnel and dropped to the ground. At this moment I was overtaken by paralyzing fear. I begged and pleaded but nothing heard me. I asked for forgiveness, but no one did. My body started to pull and slide towards the tornado but my will to live kept me on the ground and I begged for my life. Suddenly the funnel pointed towards me and I shot through the air with the world twirling around me. I could hear the echos of my screams within me. Then there was nothing. I could no longer hear my voice but I felt my fear. As I entered the tornado, I noticed that it was bright inside and in that very instant I ceased to exist.
My alarm clock went off.
My alarm clock went off.
I was at my friend's house, and I was spending the night. She had a bed that was white metal with big frilly sheets. In the morning her friend had arrived from Germany and they were going to go watch a movie as some kind of girl's day out. My friend's mom comes in and tells me that I have to clean the house.
Suddenly, I'm at my dad's house and he's constructing a gigantic entryway over the existing doorway. I ask if he needs help and he goes, "go play with those guys out there so they'll quit bothering me." I go out to the front of the yard and there's a yellow basketball. Michael Jordan is there and he wants to play kickball. The other guys that wanted to play were all former US presidents. I know Clinton was there, and a couple of the real old guys, because they had powdered wigs and those pilgrim shoes with the big buckles on the front.
Then I woke up.
Suddenly, I'm at my dad's house and he's constructing a gigantic entryway over the existing doorway. I ask if he needs help and he goes, "go play with those guys out there so they'll quit bothering me." I go out to the front of the yard and there's a yellow basketball. Michael Jordan is there and he wants to play kickball. The other guys that wanted to play were all former US presidents. I know Clinton was there, and a couple of the real old guys, because they had powdered wigs and those pilgrim shoes with the big buckles on the front.
Then I woke up.
UnluckyKate
Member
I dream about me opening my copy of Red Dead Redemption and finding two maps/posters. So I framed then to the wall and I was happy because it was beautilfful.
This morning, I woke up and saw nothing on the wall so I look around for the posters and I raged because I could find only one
This morning, I woke up and saw nothing on the wall so I look around for the posters and I raged because I could find only one
NEOPARADIGM
Banned
I keep having dreams about this chick I had a major crush on in undergrad. She's made an appearance something like five times already now, including once where I was marrying her. Given I've been in a devoted relationship for a decade, I don't like it at all, frankly.
beelzebozo
Jealous Bastard
just woke up from a dream in which jean claud van damme and steven seagal came to my house to repel an incoming mob force trying to kill me and reclaim a nintendo wii i won in church bingo.
note: i was not a member of the church
note: i was not a member of the church
beelzebozo
Jealous Bastard
dead serious. you know how things in a dream seem really horrifying at the time even if they're ridiculous? the mob really scared the hell out of me. i was really happy when jcvd burst from the woods across my road on a military motorcycle. it was a big relief
leroy hacker
Member
I dreamed last night that Mark Pellegrino was a classmate of mine and he was visiting my apartment. I helped set up a computer and CD drive for him so that he could copy a CD.
Had a dream that took place at a lake with a house nearby. There was this old man who was chasing after a sea monster (something loch ness kind). He finally ended up capturing the monster, it was constantly changing shapes and had all the world's knowledge (all kinds of formulas) written on it.
Can't remember exactly what happened next but the dream ended with me in the house and trying to escape from it. All the items in the house kept on turning into human figures who lunged a punch at me and the disappeared instantly again, only to have the next one show up. It was a really intense escape scene, but I finally managed to make it outside, only to be greeted by that same old man who was just sitting there behinde a table with a white tablecloth over it, enjoying his tea. He had turned evil but was calm, I knew there was no point in running or fighting him, so I just sat down and tried to calmly talk to him while all my friends would get there to help me...
Can't remember exactly what happened next but the dream ended with me in the house and trying to escape from it. All the items in the house kept on turning into human figures who lunged a punch at me and the disappeared instantly again, only to have the next one show up. It was a really intense escape scene, but I finally managed to make it outside, only to be greeted by that same old man who was just sitting there behinde a table with a white tablecloth over it, enjoying his tea. He had turned evil but was calm, I knew there was no point in running or fighting him, so I just sat down and tried to calmly talk to him while all my friends would get there to help me...
Why would you do that?
Member
I just had a dream where I was playing a game (I think it was Mario Galaxy 2, but it was moot, since I was the hero in the game), and there were multiple final bosses. The third final boss were these two pillars that rose from the ground, and I had to whip them. They were tough to beat.
When I took 1/2 their health away, they slowly transformed into a female. She was eating away more of my health, so I stepped back, and it turned out that she was a naked black lady laying face down. She had a cute butt, and I had the opportunity to... well, do her from the back. I was like, "Woah, seriously?! What an awesome final boss!" So instead of doing her, I IM'd my friends to tell them. To one friend, I was like, "Hey, can you believe the third final boss is a girl, and you can actually do her? Maybe you can lose your virginity now!"
Then I somehow realized that I was dreaming, so I needed to verify this information was real, so I looked it up on Youtube and on other places on the Internet and verified it was real. I was still skeptical, because I knew that I was still dreaming, but I was too lazy to wake up and check it. But, instead of me "playing" the third final boss, I just kept looking for gameplay videos.
Then I woke up. I missed out on a potentially awesome dream.
When I took 1/2 their health away, they slowly transformed into a female. She was eating away more of my health, so I stepped back, and it turned out that she was a naked black lady laying face down. She had a cute butt, and I had the opportunity to... well, do her from the back. I was like, "Woah, seriously?! What an awesome final boss!" So instead of doing her, I IM'd my friends to tell them. To one friend, I was like, "Hey, can you believe the third final boss is a girl, and you can actually do her? Maybe you can lose your virginity now!"
Then I somehow realized that I was dreaming, so I needed to verify this information was real, so I looked it up on Youtube and on other places on the Internet and verified it was real. I was still skeptical, because I knew that I was still dreaming, but I was too lazy to wake up and check it. But, instead of me "playing" the third final boss, I just kept looking for gameplay videos.
Then I woke up. I missed out on a potentially awesome dream.
Yoboman
Member
Had a dream wear I was carrying around millions of dollars in a duffel bag and I went to the toilet and left it outside the cubicle (because I had to for some reason) and then when I came out it was gone. I ended up panicking then I was in a park and some little kid gave me back the duffel bag with nothing in it
Very weird
Very weird
Last night I had this dream:
I and two others were secret agents chasing two guys (spies?) through Berlin. There were no specific landmarks telling me that I was in Berlin, I just knew it was Berlin. My memory of the dream starts with my two secret agent buddies and I running out of a tunnel. They were faster than me and were yelling things like "Come on!" or "Catch up!" at me in French to encourage me to catch up. I ran out of breath and stopped at point A in this picture:
At this point I realized it was late at night and I just knew that Berlin was full of rampaging hooligans at night. Suddenly a gang of hooligans appeared looking down at me from the upper street level at B. They came running down the stairs and came at me from the top of that picture. I yelled "Stop! Don't attack me, I have a serious medical condition!" in English at them but they just laughed and beat me unconscious.
I came to, the hooligans were gone and I started running again. Somehow I caught up with my two secret agent buddies, who made no comment about me having been gone for whatever time I had been gone. I suddenly knew, and so did my partners, that the two spies we had been chasing had ran into a building. We followed them into the building which turned out to be an apartment house of at least three stories. The stairs were only wide enough to support barely one person at a time, so we ran up after each other. There was one door on every floor, and the foremost secret agent buddy opened each as we passed by. Inside the first door was a woman doing laundry, which was not what we were looking for, so we closed the door quickly not to disturb her. The second door was also wrong, although I don't remember why.
Then the front secret agent opened the third floor door. One bad guy was visible inside.
The front agent quickly stepped inside and brutally stabbed the bad guy standing closest to the door. The dream switched to a first person perspective from that bad guy's eyes for a moment as he looked down and saw a huge knife, more of a machete, extending from his chest with blood and stuff squirting everywhere. The dream was quite graphic about this.
There was a second man in the apartment, but he didn't seem to be the second bad guy anymore. He started yelling at my secret agent buddy that he'd "Call the cops!" and that my friend would never get away with that horrible murder. We decided for some reason not to kill him, but rather to ruin his reputation in such a way that he would never be believed by the cops.
While we did all of the following, the man was just standing around and doing nothing while me and my friends were laughing the whole time and having a great time.
We immediatly started filling his apartment with sex toys, dildos and silicon models of various real women and furry fetish stuff (I'm not attracted by that stuff at all in real life). We laughed while we were using metal molds in a bath tub to mold dildos that we put in all of his kitchen lockers when they were done. We also built at least two beds out of wood that we put against the left wall in the above picture.
The large, real-life scale silicon models were made in some sort of bright red rubbery plastic. One of my friends had done a mistake in mixing the rubber, however. The result was that they were full of air bubbles that occasionally surfaced to the "skin" and caused ugly warts to appear. Then the bright red plastic turned into human skin and all of the silicon figured turned into real women/animals/whatevers and I woke up.
I and two others were secret agents chasing two guys (spies?) through Berlin. There were no specific landmarks telling me that I was in Berlin, I just knew it was Berlin. My memory of the dream starts with my two secret agent buddies and I running out of a tunnel. They were faster than me and were yelling things like "Come on!" or "Catch up!" at me in French to encourage me to catch up. I ran out of breath and stopped at point A in this picture:
At this point I realized it was late at night and I just knew that Berlin was full of rampaging hooligans at night. Suddenly a gang of hooligans appeared looking down at me from the upper street level at B. They came running down the stairs and came at me from the top of that picture. I yelled "Stop! Don't attack me, I have a serious medical condition!" in English at them but they just laughed and beat me unconscious.
I came to, the hooligans were gone and I started running again. Somehow I caught up with my two secret agent buddies, who made no comment about me having been gone for whatever time I had been gone. I suddenly knew, and so did my partners, that the two spies we had been chasing had ran into a building. We followed them into the building which turned out to be an apartment house of at least three stories. The stairs were only wide enough to support barely one person at a time, so we ran up after each other. There was one door on every floor, and the foremost secret agent buddy opened each as we passed by. Inside the first door was a woman doing laundry, which was not what we were looking for, so we closed the door quickly not to disturb her. The second door was also wrong, although I don't remember why.
Then the front secret agent opened the third floor door. One bad guy was visible inside.
The front agent quickly stepped inside and brutally stabbed the bad guy standing closest to the door. The dream switched to a first person perspective from that bad guy's eyes for a moment as he looked down and saw a huge knife, more of a machete, extending from his chest with blood and stuff squirting everywhere. The dream was quite graphic about this.
There was a second man in the apartment, but he didn't seem to be the second bad guy anymore. He started yelling at my secret agent buddy that he'd "Call the cops!" and that my friend would never get away with that horrible murder. We decided for some reason not to kill him, but rather to ruin his reputation in such a way that he would never be believed by the cops.
While we did all of the following, the man was just standing around and doing nothing while me and my friends were laughing the whole time and having a great time.
We immediatly started filling his apartment with sex toys, dildos and silicon models of various real women and furry fetish stuff (I'm not attracted by that stuff at all in real life). We laughed while we were using metal molds in a bath tub to mold dildos that we put in all of his kitchen lockers when they were done. We also built at least two beds out of wood that we put against the left wall in the above picture.
The large, real-life scale silicon models were made in some sort of bright red rubbery plastic. One of my friends had done a mistake in mixing the rubber, however. The result was that they were full of air bubbles that occasionally surfaced to the "skin" and caused ugly warts to appear. Then the bright red plastic turned into human skin and all of the silicon figured turned into real women/animals/whatevers and I woke up.
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