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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on Apr 25, 2011 8:19:02 GMT -5
I had a dream the other night that my friend was trying to kill me by using a pissed off, invisible elephant. After running around for a bit, both of us got caught by a family of cannibals, who ground her up to use in their Easter dinner. I managed to escape the same fate by stealing their car, which I quickly crashed on the highway, leading me to scale a mountain in order to hide from the pursuing cannibals. I soon discovered that the mountain was a giant bookshelf, and the dream morphed into me trying to find the porn section.
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Post by Sleepy on Apr 29, 2011 11:05:12 GMT -5
I had a semi-NSFW FSTDT dream last night. I was standing in front of a small set of bleachers, and to my right, I saw a large group of FSTDT folks sitting there. I'm not sure who it was specifically, but it was all regular posters. They appeared to be in the middle of an orgy, only everyone was pretty much fully clothed. There was an occasional boob hanging out, but nothing too graphic. It was a very odd orgy, just this large, squirming mass, like something you would see if you were high. I decided to join it. I felt very uncomfortable because my, er, stuff accidentally fell out of my shirt, and someone groped it. After that, I only remember trying to escape the orgy.
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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Apr 29, 2011 12:29:36 GMT -5
I had a semi-NSFW FSTDT dream last night. I was standing in front of a small set of bleachers, and to my right, I saw a large group of FSTDT folks sitting there. I'm not sure who it was specifically, but it was all regular posters. They appeared to be in the middle of an orgy, only everyone was pretty much fully clothed. There was an occasional boob hanging out, but nothing too graphic. It was a very odd orgy, just this large, squirming mass, like something you would see if you were high. I decided to join it. I felt very uncomfortable because my, er, stuff accidentally fell out of my shirt, and someone groped it. After that, I only remember trying to escape the orgy. Sorry, that was probably my hand; I've been lucid-dreaming a lot lately.
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Post by Jodie on May 8, 2011 11:21:52 GMT -5
I had a dream several nights ago but I cannot remember when now or what the dream was about, but I woke up with the following image in my head:
I am floating in space close to the moon. It is full and bright and has three feather hanging from it like a dreamcatcher. Beside the moon is a window shaped like a turtle, through which I can see a bright blue daytime sky filled with fluffy white clouds.
This image has stayed with me very vividly for days now, and I am currently trying to paint it. .
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on May 8, 2011 16:09:58 GMT -5
Last night, I dreamt that it was the end of the world. At one point, they showed the queen drown on TV when a sudden flash flood swept her away while she opened Parliament. :\
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Post by Hades on May 9, 2011 4:03:05 GMT -5
I didn't sleep well at all tonight, got maybe an hour and change. I at least got a memorable dream out of it.
I was back in time, dressed as Benjamin Franklin on stilts, handing out fliers for Ben's new restaurant of debauchery. The name of the place actually was Ben's Restaurant of Debauchery.
Somehow, even though this was supposed to be taking place in Ben's time period, the inside of the restaurant had pulsing colored lights and a loud sound system. People were scantily clad and grinding to the music, and Ben was in the middle of it all.
I woke up just as the service wenches started throwing bacon into the crowd.
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Post by Art Vandelay on May 9, 2011 4:13:34 GMT -5
If there existed a restaurant that featured serving wenches throwing bacon at the patrons, I would totally go. In fact, I would practically move in.
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Post by Sleepy on May 9, 2011 11:03:03 GMT -5
Hades, your dream has made my morning (even if it's a couple minutes past that cursed noon).
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on May 16, 2011 20:48:00 GMT -5
Fuck. I just woke up from a dream where a T. Rex ate my mom.
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Post by MaybeNever on May 16, 2011 20:56:38 GMT -5
Yeah, more like it ate YOUR MOM.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on May 16, 2011 21:28:36 GMT -5
The only thing worse than having someone tell you they've been inside your mom is to have them tell you that your mom has been inside of them.
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Post by MaybeNever on May 16, 2011 21:51:58 GMT -5
What if your mom is a surgeon?
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Post by Art Vandelay on May 17, 2011 2:39:35 GMT -5
Or a proctologist.
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Post by Mlle Antéchrist on May 17, 2011 7:53:32 GMT -5
I'd file a restraining order against the creepy patients who felt the need to contact their doctor's daughter. Then I'd fuck their moms.
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Post by The Lazy One on May 17, 2011 11:41:48 GMT -5
I had a dream last night that the country had been taken over by some fundie military junta. Lots of people were trying to get out, but unless you had a friend on the outside, there was no way you'd make it, because the enforcers would get you. A friend of mine who lives in Britain was waiting for me with a rowboat (apparently we were going to row the boat back to the UK or something, I don't know), but there was only enough room for the two of us and a small amount of my stuff. My dad was already dead and my brother and mother were in custody, but some of my friends and other family members were desperate. My uncle's pregnant wife was begging me to let her go instead, so that her baby might have a chance to live in a free society. Another friend was yelling at me, that he needed to leave, since there was nothing left for him here- his fiancee was dead, his family was missing, and his workplace had been destroyed by a bombing run. Everyone was begging me to let them go instead, but my friend who had the rowboat was yelling at me to just get in the damn boat, there wasn't any time left.
I ended up getting in the boat, and he started rowing away. We hadn't gotten very far when the enforcers showed up and killed my friends and the rest of my family, then started firing at us. They hit my friend in the head, and he died.
Then, it was like something inside of me snapped. I rowed the boat back to shore and started just attacking people left and right. I didn't have any weapons, but it didn't seem to matter. I killed them all, then sort of calmed down and realized what I had done. Now, my friends and family were all dead, and even though I'd killed everyone who'd killed them, it didn't bring them back.
I woke up crying.
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