[QUOTE=Alsojames;52351717]I don't remember the whole dream, but all I do remember is my mum holding up a container of sour cream and saying "you guys know this is still good, right?"
I don't know what it means, either.[/QUOTE]
She's telling you to drink cum?
I was sitting in my car somewhere with the door open and I saw the most beautiful girl and I wanted to talk to her but didn't know what to do. Then she comes up to my car and starts talking to me and it fast forwarded to us hugging for a very long time.
then my stupid dog barking woke me up :(
i had a dream where i went on a killing spree with a battle axe down some muddy canal like that one in hl2 dressed in a bandana and [sp]a fursuit[/sp]
I had a brain surgery. The doctor first scraped off all the skin off the side of my head with some kind of scraping tool, after that he cut half of my skull off. There was only a tiny bit of pain. He then picked some kind of worms out of my brain and slammed the skull back on, and I was healed.
she was there. we went to school and she and i sat in the back of the classroom. in this world, we're delinquents. i'm smoking a cigarette and she's drawing some bodyhorror pictures. she draws a portrait of my head with spider legs coming out of it and i think it is the coolest thing. we spend time just shooting the shit until class ends and she says she was excited for the next time she got to hang out with me.
[editline]14th June 2017[/editline]
i remembered she asked me why i didn't draw anything for her, i didn't get a chance to tell her that writing is more my forte, especially compared to my drawing ability
I'm not gonna go into much detail about them, as one is boring and one is likely an unpalatable tale round these parts. But my first dream last night had me at the controls of UP 4014 with 150 freightcars behind her, and my second dream involved a vulpine anthro having his way with a feline anthro rather roughly in post apocalyptia
I had a nightmare last night that turned into a chill dream. It was the end of the semester and all of a sudden I found out that I needed to write two papers for one class for the final day but I kept dicking around and clocks kept changing. Then I trying to fix my shoe in a hallway before going to the class to make sure it was okay to email them to my professor later that night and I met a janitor and we talked for a bit. Turns out we have some things in common so I got my football from my apartment (i was nearly stabbed on the way there) and a couple PBR's and we chilled.
I have absolutely no priorities in my dreams.
A volcano appeared in Florida and the entire city was evacuated and covered in an ash layer. I went there to investigate the abandoned city, but the volcano exploded and I saw a giant rock flying towards me before everything went black.
I then found myself looking at my own headless corpse. I had turned into a ghost. I went back to my home city and did ghostly things like driving a train and having ghost sex with women.
A bit long but as accurate as i remember (with a bit of fluff from explaining something [i]intrinsically[/i] known during the dream.)
[quote]Whatever our journey was, it was over, as the giant stone obelisk crumbled above us and people scrambled to gather what they could, the city was evacuating. There wasn’t much time before the whole structure collapsed and my comrades and I had done all we can.
We were almost to our ride out when one of my companions stopped and with hardly a word was lost in the clamor. We all knew where he was headed, there was only one place we all did our shopping, a small shop in a now formally quiet corner of town owned by a young woman. Ever since their first meeting my friend has insisted on helping with the shopping and though he has never said a word he was fooling no-one. Once we had caught up to him it was to find him trying to convince the lass at the counter to leave the shop but she held fast, she hadn’t even packed what was on the table in front of her. The burly fellow before her was trying to explain that it was to dangerous to stay, anxiety and desperation clear on his face, he wasn’t wrong, one piece of the tower above would flatten the whole block.
The shopkeep wouldn’t budge, her face a portrait of solemn acceptance. She explained to him that this shop was her life, that her parents entrusted it to her when they passed, and that although it wasn’t big or well known, it was her’s to grow and nurture, and with that she asked him if there was anything he wished to buy and if not that he would have to leave. At this point my friend lowered his head, I steeled myself to go in, to intrude on this personal venture of theirs when he rose up, a fire in his eyes.
This burly man spoke confidently but I could hear the nervousness in him, he declared that there was something that he wished to buy, that it was the only thing in this store he wanted. With that he pulled out a checkbook and hastily scribbled on it before passing it to the bewildered woman, quietly saying that he wasn’t sure if it was enough. Written on that checkbook in his near illegible handwriting was the amount of
“my everything”
After reading that she broke down to tears, smiled, and nodded yes. It was every bit as sappy and embarrassing as it sounds, and while the two of them were caught between laughing and crying the rest of us couldn’t help but smile. Later we joined back up, safely away from the tower, and we all comrades and citizens watched as the stone structure collapsed and fell upon the city where so many lived their lives.[/quote]
I don't know why I have dreams like this but their almost never about waking life.
I had a dream two nights ago where Donald Trump was destroying the world and in all directions there were explosive waves coming towards me and for some reason I had D4C from JoJo and kept traveling from timeline to timeline to find one where Trump wasn't destroying the world.
For some reason I dreamed that I was viciously banned for necrobumping a thread from 2013, I didn't realize it until it was too late.
It's not often I have dreams with a coherent plot so here goes.
I'm playing a virtual reality game on a server that is a serious rp centered around Jurassic Park.
I first play as a visitor who arrives by train as multiple carnatauruses are attacking visitors in various bamboo or wood buildings. I jump from the roof of the train to a stairway on an observation tower and run up it.
In the tower, I join up with other visitors who have gathered some weapons. I try out a sniper rifle and find that the zoom function is broken and doesn't show up when you press the keys. Taking a less powerful sniper rifle, we plan an escape. I'm tasked with helping a an attractive blonde woman with C cups to a car.
At the gate to the parking lot, I notice there is a pack of velociraptors hiding in a row of concrete cylinders. I find that my sniper rifle is out of ammo and there's a toy shotgun beside one of the cylinders. I tell the woman to lead the way to the car. I distract the raptors so she can get to the car and after hitting a raptor with the toy gun, I get mauled by one raptor.
A crowd of armed visitors is able to retake the parking lot and some people find my character by the gate in a puddle of blood. One of the people is a park employee and the woman asks how I am. He says my character is not going to make it. The blonde demands calling a medevac for the wounded. The employee tells her there's nothing that can be done for my character because the lacerations are too deep and I've lost too much blood.
There's an admin there who tells us that we can't break the new life rule, so if anyone is dead, they have to make a new character before respawning. He says he just had to ban a guy whose only defining characteristic was killing raptors because he kept playing as the same character after dying without firing a single shot.
While the employee is still arguing with the blonde woman, I make a new character and suggest calling for a helicopter to evacuate the wounded while we try to assist anyone else who needs help escaping the dinosaurs.
i was going with a group of people through an old folk's home that wqs dark soulsified. we were beating up monstrous elderly people. one sneered at me and asked for Werther's Originals and tried to gut me with a knife. i stomped on their foot and blood came out of their mouth.
earlier in the dream there was something about living in a high-rise.
i was a park ranger, showing the new guy around. i was trying to convince him it wasn't always a boring job by taking him to the plac where cultists bring people in. we drove through a crowd of them. then drove by myself to an old train depot and helped a family offload luggage. found myself at my house. there was a girl there with a projector talking about some new drug that lets you experience future people's memories and actually take control of them. i tell her it sounds interesting but I'll stick to dissociatives. i then deliberately fall into a puddle. she laughs at me and asks why i did that, and i told her "because i can". she complains about having to make omlettes for tomorrows breakfast. i ask her if she really needs to. she says no then decides she won't, and jumps into another puddle.
I was just chilling at my home when a helicopter landed outside my window. A bunch of Russian Cyborgs came out and attacked my house, they were unkillable because of their upgraded bodies. They caught me and we flew to a remote location in a forest, where there was an elevator.
The elevator was incredibly fast, going faster than terminal velocity down into the earth. We finally arrived at its destination, which was a fancy lounge with huge glass windows, some parts even having full glass walls, with a beautiful aquarium behind them. There were a bunch of alien species walking around.
I was told to sit in a chair, and was watched by a robotic camera so that I did not leave the chair. This was a long part of the dream, it felt like hours of real time just sitting there (maybe the melatonin pills I took before sleeping increased the vividity and sense of time here). After hours went by, I was asked to visit the receptionist.
I walked to the receptionist who explained to me that this place was called the Tower, and had 20 levels. Everyone started at level 1, and had to accomplish various tasks to ascend upwards back to the surface, to be freed.
The dream then became a tank battle, where I was the commander, fighting with other Tower contestants against other contestants. By the end of the dream I had become level 2 in the Tower (which took 3,000 XP), and went up with the elevator to the second lounge which is when I woke up. I recall the requirements doubled every level, so to get to level 3 would have required 6,000 XP.
[editline]25th June 2017[/editline]
Going from level 19 to 20 would have cost 3,145,728,000 XP, that's a long ass Tower to climb
Well I cant remember much of it, but I remember i was in my room (except it wasn't my room?) starkers when my neighbor at my bedroom door knocked and said "you decent?" to which I replied No. I then turned off my wireless headset, got a dressing gown and walked out, to a ruined rooftop (neighbour was gone).
From there the details are blurry, but I recall relating it to the scarecrow encounters in Batman Arkham Asylum, except I didn't give as much of a shit about being seen as Batman did.
I went to a friend from school's house party for his birthday. We were in the back garden and it was pretty dark and muddy, and there was loads of people I didn't recognise, including one guy I had something of a disagreement with. I can't remember the exact details but the notable points are:
- at some point he said his name was "Poalke" which I laughed at
- he tried to pick a fight with me but kept kissing me on the cheek trying to be threatening
- his friends also kept trying to fight me because I said his head was too big for his body (it was)
I told him we should just stay out of each other's way and he agreed, and that was the end of Poalke. I eventually found my actual friends and went outside the house with them before going back in, and on the way back something incredibly strange and disgusting happened which I'll spoiler tag; [sp]a few of the girls at said party started unintentionally spraying the beer and other alcohol they had drank out of their asses, apparently this was "just something the female body did" so I just tried to nod understandingly and continue on. [/sp]
Once we got back into the back garden, mostly everyone had left, and we began playing some football-type game but using various large garden tools like spades and shovels to hit the ball around with. We then realised our friend's parents had come back - which reflecting upon feels slightly cliched for a dream - and of course they weren't very happy.
Someone had broken his mum's necklace so I tried not to get in trouble by making up that I was a "craftsman" and would be able to fix it. She showed me something else that needed to be fix which was this weird sort-of lego house with two minifigures that were meant to be inside. I thought, fucking brilliant, I'm actually great at lego. In all honesty, the only things I can fix are lego and wi-fi.
After messing with it for a bit, my friend's dad turned up and told me it was just a plan by his mum to keep me here because she fancied me. He showed me the bottom of all my shoes, which were there for some reason, and they all had a little note reading "Karen, can you put these to the side for me, thanks" presumably left by the mum. Allegedly, she had been watching me for so long that she knew what shoes I was going to buy before I did, and asked the staff at the shop (who are apparently named Karen) to put them in the store room until I came in. The dad then said "You can tell a lot about a man by his shoes" in a Forrest Gump voice.
At this point I decided enough is enough and I ran out my friend's house, hiding behind little walls on the way so they wouldn't see me running away.
I really don't know what to make of this dream. Probably one of my longest and weirdest ones yet. I feel like a lunatic writing down his schizophrenic episodes.
I just remember driving towards an intersection, while a dude walking a bunch of dogs was just standing in the middle of the road, blocking my path.
I had a dream that I was waiting in line for a dangerous roller coaster and then later on Garfield went up floating on stage and was telling everyone the reason why he didn't go on the roller coaster is because someone on Twitter sent him a death threat over a joke he made on Youtube.
I had a dream that The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, had cybernetic brain implants to hack into computers. With wires coming out her cranium. She used her powers for a shady government type who wanted to catch two dangerous criminals.
The dream took place during that horrific Boston marathon incident. She hacked a camera to secretly record black hat and white hat, as they were building explosives. Every time they turned round she turned off the record light so it looked like the camera wasn't on, like a comedy routine.
In this version of events the two bad guys tried to jack a plane, but the girl used her powers to hack the air locks and sucked the two guys out. Guess thats what they get for ruining marathons. The story ends with her mission complete as she drifts away into a dark ocean, ready to one day hack again.
Thats the last time I watch "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" and "Patriots Day" in a single sitting.
Was killing zombies while riding a dragon
I was doing some weird shit with some animals that had really strange visual properties, kinda hard to explain, it was like they were going fast but they werent moving. There were also killer tree people and a forrest and a shed in that forrest. I woke up when I turned around a corner where there was nothing ans saw nothing, turned back for a second and when i looked back again i saw written in blood (gee this is giving me chills) "I wanna die" in the distance.
jesus fuck my subconscious needs to go to a loony bin.
All I can remember is that Oregon was scheduled for demolishing in the coming days, because it was going to be rebuilt and redesigned to "fit a safer and cleaner perspective" according to the newspaper.
I remember that they were going to blow it all up with dynamite, and I was worried about the blast causing damage all the way over here for some reason.
Oh, and all of Oregon was just one large city.
the first dream i was driving through some small towns at night when i pulled over in one to stop at a bar. as i was walking down an alley i heard someone from behind me call out to me. i thought i was being mugged. the guy said "hey, you look like you're not from around here. there's something you HAVE to try, follow me." i started following him, nervous the entire time and looking for an out. the whole thing felt really weird and i didn't trust him at all. he started talking about whatever he was going to show me, "yeah, it will feel really weird but it is so cool, you don't want to miss it." he stepped into a sort of forest path with thick canopy and i took the opportunity to run. i could hear multiple footsteps chasing me. i got to my car and got inside but was dragged out before i could close the door. it was the guy and a few other people, looking pissed. there was something wrong about how they looked but i couldn't place it. he said "you're really not going to like this. but it's for your own good" and they started dragging me into the forest. dream skipped to me in a sort of dirty cell with a guy and a girl. the guy is trying to tell me that he and his girl deserve to escape in my car more, which i disagree with.
the next dream occurs in the middle of some kind of disaster. shit all across the world starts exploding for no known reason. there are clouds which shoot shafts of light down onto the surface, causing an explosion on contact. additionally, many people have outright died for unknown reasons. i am a pilot making my way to a sort of temporary strategic camp set up to figure out what the hell was going on.
had a dream i was playing tf2 with MF DOOM and he was trying to get market gardener kills
i was going around, meeting friends and doing regular life shit, but the whole time something felt off. near the end of the dream, curfew came into effect and i realized that shit was dystopian as fuck. TVs constantly playing propaganda, military police on every street corner, ect.
had another dream where i was in some sort of tower, and to ascend to the next level i had to complete some challenges. most were just easy puzzles. sometimes i was watching as an observer, watching myself and others try to complete the challenges. i went through some of the same challenges over and over again and when i asked the others if they remembered doing this they looked at me like i was crazy and said it was the first time, every time. there was one elf-looking dude who sometimes appeared. he said he could remember, and before he could explain why i woke up.
I was teleported to Londom, but I had a time limit before I would be teleported back so I only had time to go to one place.
i was at some birthday party for someone i knew in high school who i didn't really care about. there was a different guy from my high school there trying to set me up with his little sister, not his actual one but his fake dreamworld version. i was very confused the whole time. she cuddled with me and i kissed her but only because i thought it would make her happy, i was still confused
I was someone in some sort of game that looked too much like an HL2 mod. It was complete with odd Source engine physics. The dream started out with JakobTheQuizGuy (the UT leitmotifs person) changing his Twitter and YouTube pictures to higher resolution ones. Then there was some sort of pause. I was in this strange room that I can't describe with words so i'll draw it.
[IMG]http://i.imgur.com/41X1hkl.png[/IMG]
(wall had a weird rubbery turf texture)
In the hotel-like building, a bunch of Metro Police from Half-Life 2 came over (the hotel room was a lot like a building I was at in Maryland). There was another weird transition and I was in a tunnel with Steam users (I swear one of them was HighVoltage). The tunnel was covered by crude metal plates. Outside was a very small highway. I saw someone at my school, but they were a transformer. There was a weird voice that was like the LEGO Worlds voice, but I don't remember what he was saying (could be evidence that my Stampy memes are started to get to me). Then, a bunch of people on the other side of the highway started throwing dodgeballs at me and other people (who suddenly appeared there. The walls on the opposing side of the highway was the Half-Life 2 logo. The ones on my side were Half-Life 3 logos.
I dreamed that I robbed an oddly McDonald's-themed bank with an awkwardly-shaped shotgun
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