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Post by ironbite on Jul 19, 2010 3:39:58 GMT -5
......................wow.
Ironbite-sometimes I want to hang in your guy's subconcious for a night.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Jul 19, 2010 4:36:22 GMT -5
^^ It's a dark, scary place in here.
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Post by Hades on Jul 19, 2010 5:26:11 GMT -5
I had an FSTDT dream last night. A bunch of us were eating lunch in the cafeteria of the junior high I went to. I only remember seeing Jeb, Shiv, Sim and Sleepy. Sleepy was wearing a mask, but then she took it off. Then I woke up. The end.
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Post by Sleepy on Jul 19, 2010 9:56:34 GMT -5
That is awesome Hades. I'm trying to hide my face, even in the dream world.
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Post by Sigmaleph on Jul 19, 2010 13:18:18 GMT -5
I dreamt some old guy talked me into having sex with him, and somehow I got pregnant, which led to the discovery that I had some weird intersex condition that was making me become increasingly female.
First gender-bender dream in a long time, I missed them.
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Post by Phys on Jul 20, 2010 21:31:38 GMT -5
The weirdest dream I had in a while started out with me walking along my road in winter, which mysteriously changed into one I didn't recognise but which was probably English, in the summer without me noticing the jump. I then walked over a modern concrete bridge, down a narrow lane which opened out onto a real road, where there was a mid-sized Jacobean house (IRL there is a relatively recent pub there), which I wandered inside and found it was being used as a school, but all the children were wearing a maroon and gold version of a green and black uniforms formerly worn by a British rifle regiment. I then wandered out of the school and back the way I came, but then I came to the bridge I had dreamt about earlier, which had turned into a Victorian brick bridge, so I spent the rest of the dream wandering around trying to figure out the substitution.
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Post by katz on Jul 21, 2010 12:39:40 GMT -5
I had such a messed up dream last night. The irony burns because while I normally read true crime and horror books before bed and am fine, the one night I'm pouring over a chess magazine I get the creepy stuff.
So, it started out as a very common "I'm late for class, I can't even remember which class or where it is!" dream. I somehow remember and burst into the classroom but I'm actually early. I feel like I've been in the room, but not in a long time and am paranoid that I've been just forgetting to go all semester. The professor is pretty much a stereotypical prof, but the TA (my college doesn't even have TAs) is being really weird towards me and flirting with me. I feel uncomfortable and weird, which is not how I usually feel towards sexy women in my dreams.
I had some sort of time skip and was at my house, and started going to my parents' bathroom. I notice on the way drops of some sort of oil on the floor, and I look closer and there's what looks like blood suspended in them. I think "Weird, wonder where that came from?" I then open the bathroom door and the top half of the professor is propped against the loo, his bottom half missing and everything hanging out.
I stand there for a second and then start losing my mind. I run out into the kitchen for the phone, slipping on the oil, and the TA is in the kitchen cutting up what looks like hamburger with a pot on the stove. She's going on about how she's cooking me dinner, but I know she killed the guy. I'm trying to make excuses to get out of there, saying I'm going to my parents' place for dinner because I haven't seen them in a while, and eventually edge my way out the back door and book it for my aunt's across the road, running full-out.
I get in her house, and though the outside is her house, the inside is my other aunt's house. I ask if I can use her phone and run to the kitchen and dial 911. I'm shaking and feel like I'm going to pass out, and suddenly most of my extended family comes in the doorway and I'm shouting at them to shut up so I can hear the operator because I can't get through. I finally get connected and manage to get out someone's dead in my house.
Then my alarm went off. I really, really hate having such vivid dreams. And I never know they're dreams until I realize it and wake up or are woken.
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Post by Aqualung on Jul 21, 2010 20:37:49 GMT -5
Last night was one of those nights where I feel like I was dreaming all night long and the dreams all ran together and when my alarm went off I was fucking exhausted. I only remember parts of some of them; I think I was at the mall in one. In another I was at work and we were supposed to get new uniforms or something and I had to go through and pick mine but they didn't have any in my size. Then in another one I was walking down this street in some city toward this big Victorian mansion-castle type thing. There were storm clouds gathering, and then my uncle showed up and we ran into some building with some other people. There was this giant snake that was going to end the world, only it looked like a normal python; I saw it bite the corner of a wall or doorway and everyone in the vicinity became paralyzed. I could move but I couldn't run; I could think but I couldn't speak. It was bizarre. Then my alarm went off. I don't know either.
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Post by Phys on Jul 21, 2010 21:32:52 GMT -5
I used to get really prosaic dreams, like dreaming a whole day and then not knowing whether I had had that day or not. If there is one thing less fun than doing assignments, it is dreaming about doing assignments and then finding that you haven't done them yet, and can't remember the work you did in the dream.
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Post by Aqualung on Jul 22, 2010 6:07:38 GMT -5
Goddammit, second day in a row my alarm went off in the middle of a dream! D:<
Anyway, I was visiting my college for some reason, and there were all these people I had gone to school with there. Before that though I was walking down a street past a strip mall and I saw it was still a long way to walk so I walked faster and I was covering whole blocks in three steps. Then I got to the college and I went into this room in a building that was like a small gym; I was just going to walk through but these other people that were in there kept blocking my path. They wanted me to join whatever they were doing but I didn't want to so I said I would, then when they weren't looking I slipped out another door. I thought heh, suckers! Then I went on to the student center and there were all these people around. I was going to go up to hang out in the library, but the band was having some rehearsal in the area and there were instruments and cases and music stands blocking both stairs. So I said fuck it, sat down and started getting out a clarinet. The guy who was drum major when I was in school was leading the rehearsal; he came over to me and said we were going to take this one song slower. I'm like ok, no problem. Then I notice that the elevator doors aren't blocked so I go in one; it was a really slow elevator. Just as the doors were opening up and I was about to step off the alarm went off.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Jul 22, 2010 22:59:02 GMT -5
Last night, I had a dream that my brother was making anti-Muslim comments on the internet, so members of a generic terrorist group showed up and kidnapped my brother, my mom, my friend and I. We were trying to sneak away in my mom's van, but somehow, they had managed to set up multiple road-blocks (the city was afraid of them :\) and caught us when they saw our IDs (they even had an IQ scanner :\). They took us back to my house and informed us that they had killed my dad and step-mom. We all offered to convert to Islam to save our lives, but that didn't work. They were about to execute my brother when I woke up.
It was a fucked up dream, probably brought on by reading news stories about Al Qaeda before I went to bed. My brother isn't anti-Muslim in real life, for the record.
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Post by Aqualung on Jul 26, 2010 9:16:36 GMT -5
The one last night/this morning, I moved to Alaska with a college friend and her family. Except they didn't tell me where we were moving until we got there, and it was COLD. I was like WTF is this shit? I wanted to go somewhere WARM! Anyway we lived in this big house; it was a nice house, but then the girl and I had to share a bedroom and a bathroom, which I thought sucked. I took my bicycle outside for a ride and there was like nothing to do in this little town except play in the snow. There are probably several reasons for this dream--if I go to sea and have to share a cabin with someone I don't know what I'm going to do with myself because I hate living with other people. Also, I REALLY don't want to go to Alaska!!
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Post by DrKilljoy on Jul 26, 2010 18:28:02 GMT -5
I had a pretty unusual nightmare I thought I'd share:
In the dream, me and a few other people I knew (and some I didn't) were trapped in some sort of alternate dimension. The place was a colossal city where most of the buildings were skyscrapers with dozens or hundreds of floors. Magnetic railways ran through the sky from about 10 to 50 meters, with fast trains constantly moving across them that acted as public transport both through the city and to other areas.
Sounds pretty cool, right? Well, it quickly became apparent that this place was horrible. For one thing, there was no color. It was always night, and the city was lit by white fluorescent lights. Everyone's clothing was gray, everyone's skin had the pale look of a white guy who never goes outside, and all of the structures were made of steel and concrete. The people in the city we tried to talk to just brushed us off, and generally seemed to focus single-mindedly on their tasks at hand, not caring at all about what was going on around them. In fact, at one point, one guy (1 of 2 to show any emotion) went postal and started gunning people down, but the city's natives just kept walking on normally even when they were in the line of fire, not even turning their heads. The other guy who showed emotion was not as batshit. He was a chemistry professor who, mid-lecture, brought out a jar of some green gel, started talking about its properties, then started throwing the gel at the students while yelling things like "Look at the glow! Amazing stuff!"
The worst part was what the place did to your mind. Other people on Earth had been there, and as time went by they started losing all concepts of humor and emotion, until they became indistinguishable from the native inhabitants.
There didn't seem to be recreation of any sort. All of the buildings were things like train stations, restaurants, apartments, etc.
Eventually, I met up with other people from Earth and we devised a plan to harness the power running through the entire train system somehow to allow us to jump back to our own dimension. The power went out of control, all we did was end up messing up the train system, and the people in the city wouldn't let us try it again. I started feeling like shit, convinced there was now no way out, until I heard in the news that a group of scientists was developing a different plan to get back to Earth, that only required them to tap into a nearby dam. I woke up before I found out if this plan worked, though.
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Post by Art Vandelay on Jul 27, 2010 1:17:43 GMT -5
Last night I had a dream that a former high school friend of mine was being force-fed mouldy skittles pizza by a very large breasted Japanese girl.
Seriously, how do I come up with this stuff?
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Post by Deimos on Jul 27, 2010 2:00:30 GMT -5
My dream last night involved a gay simpson orgy. Homer, Dr Hibbert, Comic Book guy, those 3 police officers, Skinner, Kearny, Artie Ziff, that music teacher, Groundskeeper willie and I think there were 3 more but I cant remember, also George Costanza from Seinfeld was there for some reason :S
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