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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Nov 13, 2010 14:51:02 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt that I guest-starred on a crossover episode of House and Law and Order: Criminal Intent. It involved a mysterious illness, a campground in the middle of no where, my cat somehow turning into a rabbit, me running from cops at a c-train station, me having scars on my back from being beaten, my sense of balance disappearing, me living in the same apartment as House, and mushrooms growing in the corner of my bedroom.
Gotten wonder if the latter element was of the "magic" variety, what with the fucked-upped-ness of the events. I don't remember the specific order of things, just those bits.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Nov 14, 2010 20:01:10 GMT -5
So, I had another dream last night that started off as a House/Law and Order crossover, but morphed into something else after a while. At the beginning, the House team was in an isolation room with a patient, and somehow locked themselves in. They called in their "partners", who were the main characters from Law and Order: SVU. At this point, the room went from being a hospital isolation chamber to an interrogation room. The people in there needed to be rescued quickly because, for whatever reason, their oxygen supply was running low. One of the law and order people figured that the only way to rescue them would be to drive a tractor into the 2 way mirror, causing a huge explosion that would leave our intrepid detective badly burned. Why they couldn't just call a lock smith, I don't know. Anyway, he crashed the tractor, explosion occurred, everyone was rescued, and we went about trying to get this guy to the hospital to be treated for his burns.
On the way to the hospital, we decided to stop by the mall to cool him off using their fountain. Inside, I got separated from the group, and came across a friend of mine, who asked to borrow my pants for her swimming lesson (yes, pants for swimming), forcing me to stand around in the food court pantless, waiting for her. She comes back, and tells me she'll return my pants after she eats lunch. During this time, her ex shows up, then leaves pretty quickly. Finally, when she's done lunch, she tells me that she'll give my pants back next week. I get angry because apparently this is my only pair of pants, and I don't want to have to walk around pantless all week.
The dream ended with us arguing about said pants situation.
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Post by Vypernight on Nov 15, 2010 8:29:47 GMT -5
Alien invasion. I never saw the aliens, just ships flying over. Then somehow, people were turning into 'infected' zombies. I was running with this other guy when we found a police truck loaded with weapons.
Interesting; in the past month I've dreamt that I was a zombie, that I was possessed by a demon, and aliens were invading.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Nov 15, 2010 15:03:58 GMT -5
I had a dream that I was ice skating with Justin Bieber last night.
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Post by ironbite on Nov 15, 2010 18:28:11 GMT -5
That's no dream...that's a nightmare.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Nov 15, 2010 22:24:44 GMT -5
Not as bad as the time I dreamt that Glenn Beck was my uncle.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Nov 20, 2010 0:56:14 GMT -5
Last night, I dreamt that my brother was flushing kittens down the toilet
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Post by Sleepy on Nov 20, 2010 22:20:17 GMT -5
I had a strange dream last night. First, I was in town and needed to get home somehow. Rather than use my car, I decided to use a cooler. It was quite long, had wheels, of course, and it was narrow enough for me to straddle with some difficulty. I rode the cooler home, up and down every hill, enjoying the scenic view. It was tiring at some points, but also great fun. I finally got home, but suddenly realized I had to return to town for something. I mounted the cooler and began rolling down my driveway, only to find a woman in a large SUV coming up my driveway. I was embarrassed to be seen on my cooler in such a manner and rolled off to the side to avoid her. My attempt was unsuccessful, and she popped her head out the window and laughed. After that, I remember walking into a room similar to this one, except it was completely white and had bleachers instead of individual seats. Seated in the bleachers were life-size candy bars and various pieces of candy. They all had arms and legs, but no face, and looked very similar in style to Simpsons characters. The candy was there to rally against Santa Claus. Santa had been abusing them for too long. I walked up the stairs to the higher seats to get a better view, and there were several Santas standing at the very top seating level. They were all dressed similarly, but their skin tones varied. I gazed across the room and realized how massive it was. There were hundreds of thousands of pieces of candy there, all with yellow Simpsons-style arms and legs. I felt bad for the candy and decided to support them in the rally. I believe they became enraged toward the end and emptied the bleachers to attack the Santas.
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Post by chad sexington on Nov 20, 2010 22:29:55 GMT -5
Awesome!
I had a dream I was hanging out with someone on here - I don't remember who - and there were about half a dozen other people there, and she held a lottery to see who would get to sleep with her that night. I didn't win, of course.
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Post by Hades on Nov 21, 2010 18:07:27 GMT -5
Last night one of my dreams involved me owning dozens of cats. One of them was black with red patches and bright green whiskers.
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Post by Aqualung on Nov 28, 2010 9:55:20 GMT -5
Last night I dreamed I had cancer. I went in for a UTI or something, then when I went back for the test results they handed me a piece of paper with the results saying I had bladder cancer. I started crying and freaking out, then a nurse came over to me and gave me a chemo shot. I then sat down in a chair and waited; I asked how long until I could go to the bathroom. I was relieved when I woke up and realized it was a dream. Then, the neighbors who live below me were up all night having a party or something and I could hear them laughing and carrying on. This part actually happened; they did it the previous night too. I turned my radio on to the classical station to drown them out and get back to sleep. This was at about 4:30 am. Anyway in the next dream I went out to look in the windows of these downstairs neighbors and asked them to kindly STFU. They got pissed off and told me to fuck off, which then led somehow to a flame war over Livejournal. In another dream I went to some high school class reunion; it was at some big fancy restaurant, and I brought my cat in. He was really smart though and stayed with me and let me carry him the whole time. Everyone there of course thought I was nuts. What a complete suckfest.
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Post by Sleepy on Nov 28, 2010 19:21:36 GMT -5
I had a bunch of random dreams last night. I know one of them involved someone/something trying to kill me, because I woke up at 3:45 a.m. with my heart pounding, silently repeating to myself, "It's not real; it was just a dream."
In another one, I was giving my third speech in public speaking class, except there were only six people in the audience. My voice wasn't shaky like it normally is during speeches IRL, and I thanked the audience for listening to me.
There was also a dream with FSTDT forum members. I know Nappy was there, but I can't remember who else.
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Post by wolfgangravenna on Nov 28, 2010 20:03:56 GMT -5
I had one dream where i was looking at a perfect apartment with 5 friends who had never met each other before. It was PERFECT! Carpeted, appliance'd, well kept, quiet, clean... it had a stand for my trombone, an easily for painting in one room, and good solid desk for writing and a drawing board... all the people who moved in with me got along famously. Then i asked how much it was, and all i got was "Well, sir. Per month it's..." And then i woke up.
Last night i had a dream that my Ex-girlfriend offered me sex. I was coherence out of it by my "ideal" girl. So then i ran, hitch hiked down a road, spoke to my dad, who was doing blacksmithing (which is not his trade), and woke up before i could say "We're through" to my Ex.
I love dreams!
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Post by Keiro on Nov 29, 2010 2:45:20 GMT -5
Apologies for the swears.
So I just woke up from a dream roughly 40 or so minutes ago.
The first thing I said to myself the moment I woke up? If that bitch EVER interferes, I'll take care of her permanently, no questions asked.
It surprised me by the intensity and determination I felt when I said it. >_>;
Anyways, onwards to the dream.
I was in a bus, heading towards Florida to meet my lover. I'll call her Kitten for now because that's the only thing that comes to mind right now.
Anyways, so I'm on this bus traveling and when I stopped at one of the bus-stops, I'm intercepted by my ex-mother and I was drugged, then when I woke up, I find myself in Arizona, well over half of trip, away from the bus stop I was at.
I manage to get access to the Internet and tried reaching Kitten on Skype and was actually on video with her until my ex-mother interfered again, and tried to convince me to stay with her in Mexico. She knocks me out again, with Kitten bitching my ex-mother out for what she was doing and threatening, no, in fact getting law enforcement involved.
So, the next time I wake up, I'm in fucking Mexico in the truck they had when I last visited my ex-mother. :/ I gather all my crap and said fuck you and bailed.
So, I go roughly the two miles or so to the border and manage to get border patrol to let me pass and make a phone call because my fucking identifications were missing and I was freaking out. >_>
They did drug me though, but they held me there til Kitten arrived with the copies of my identifications and I was released to go with her back to Florida. Little did they know I was about to flip out and go all... I suppose "god" mode. That's the best I can explain it, because I felt pretty damned full of Power then. >_> (I'd love to feel like that again... there's nothing like knowing in the dream you could do whatever the fuck you wanted with your Power and not worry about the consequences.)
Edit: They also said they'd come after my ex-mother for kidnapping and some other stuff I don't remember.
By then, her presence had calmed me down. We'd gotten home, and snuggled, because I was still pretty fucking freaked out by the fact that my ex-mother of all fucking people in the goddamned world, managed to not only find me, but put me in a position where I had difficulty in protecting myself and making sure I could survive.
THAT IS NOT A PLEASANT FEELING! D:
And before it gets hot and heavy, I wake up... so I don't know if it went further than that or not.
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Post by Aqualung on Nov 30, 2010 9:35:46 GMT -5
Lately all of my dreams have been either bad things happening to me, or me screwing something up. I never have happy dreams anymore. This is really bothering me. That does it, I'm going to get some vitamin D pills at the store today.
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