• What did you dream about last night?
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something about dragonball Z.
I was admitted to a local insane asylum due to being pathetic, but somebody screwed up and forgot to write in the official papers that I was in there, so I was forgotten and spent several years alone in there.
I got in a weird knife fight with some person that attacked me in some strange realm. The fight dragged on for quite some time, and then I remember feeling the guy's blade cut my arm and my cheek, which pissed me off. Then, they lunged at me, and threw me to the ground, but since I don't take shit from bitches, I flipped him over while he was on top of me and gutted his ass. My knife was curved and looked something like this, but it had a rather badass looking gut hook on the tip, and was closer in color to a KA-BAR and had a much larger handle: [t]http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/Peasley1/dagger_showcase20001.jpg[/t] I been playing way to much Skyrim before bed. :v:
I noclipped through an Egyptian tomb, just so I could avoid the traps :v:
[QUOTE=SecretDuck;44806273]I noclipped through an Egyptian tomb, just so I could avoid the traps :v:[/QUOTE] Shit man, you must play Gmod every day or something. All these noclip dreams.
[quote]... It goes lucid. I try to find areas that I can see clearly (this helps combat lucid sleeping sickness when I spawn girls). When there, I try to spawn pretty girls I know to do gross things to. Before this, I Avada kedavra all the pestering people around. The Joker from Batman is behind me. He is short, quiet, and his head looks like a bullet train. I Avada kedavra him and nothing happens. I tell him what his head looks like and he laughs. I Accio [I]chick[/I] but she's too ugly so I try again. I Accio [I]other chick[/I] and [I]guy.[/I] They appear to dine with me and each other. She is eating ham. I instruct her to suck my penis and she does so, saying something about an appointment. ... I'm outside. I briefly masturbate but note a CCTV camera watching me. I think I am Sherlock.[/quote]
I was on top of someone's head and later in the dream did I realized I was a hat :v:
This really cute girl wanted to sex it up. She dragged me to this club and we were gonna do it in the surprisingly clean and well-lit bathroom. But me being the mega cutie I am got all shy and worrisome so the dame got mad and she left. I followed, trying to get her to come back, but alas I failed. Upon seeing this, this one tryhard coolkid started picking on me for basically turning away free sex like I was some sort of loser (but we all know that im not). He started getting rough so I stabbed him with 2 pencils over and over. He was hospitalized but I got off the hook because the guy was a huge dick. Then the dream timeskipped and I saw on the news that he was captured and tourtured by fetishists comparable to that of those weirdos from Deviantart. Apparently after the traumatization and immense counseling he turned his life around, and I almost felt proud of him. Then I woke up.
I took [url=http://img2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130619182056/warframe/images/1/16/XTLXHN1.jpg]Nova[/url] out to dinner, but she still didn't take her helmet off or talk. Every time she went to eat something, she just crushed it against her faceplate with this really slow, deliberate motion. The entire thing was just me making super-awkward smalltalk while Nova slowly squished stuff where I assume her mouth would be. Everybody else in the restaurant was glaring at us like they wanted to kill us the whole time, which was actually super unsettling. On our way out I tried to put my arm around her but I burned my hand on one of those energy brackets on her shoulder. I think maybe I've been playing too much Warframe.
I went to a game shop to buy Doom for SNES, and I see a bunch of bright red cartidges. They were a bunch of bootleg cartridges with some varation of Doom in the title, IE "Doom vs Call of Duty 1", "Doom Doom", and "DOOM'S GREATEST HITS". One had "DOOM" on the top, but had a really bizarre design on the front. Three weren't even SNES carts, but ones for the Sega 32X. Luckily they had a testing system to see if the games work, so it wouldn't be a crapshoot to see if they worked. I hoped that one of them was Doom just with a strange label. They played bizzare and or frightening videos. The Doom's Greatest Hits played a gibberish version of "Owner Of A Lonely Heart". One was some space shmup. Then I said fuck it and went out of the store, which was in a sky scraper. I met up with my mom and grandma in a hotel room. Instead of taking the door out, I climbed down out of the window of the sky scraper. At the bottom everything was dark red and black and people were shooting at me so I hid in a ditch trying to escape, where I met three miners who made some small talk.
Lying on a bed with my long distance relationship partner that lives on the other side of the globe, that was real nice.
Something about wandering in some weird place, I can't remember haha.
I dreamed I woke up in the morning like always, ate some breakfast with the rest of the family while this plays at the background: [video=youtube;YXYRkp2HZto]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXYRkp2HZto[/video] I don't remember anything else, but after that i woke up in reality at 6:20AM with the best feeling in the world.
I was setting up a concert for boris (probably because one of my friends is reminding me daily that I should listen to boris again), plugging in guitar pedals and stuff, I walk up to a laptop and start programming the sound that the guitars will make, I look up from the laptop and notice that I'm sitting on a terrible plastic chair and I'm actually typing an essay on progression rock bands from the 70s/80s. I'm no longer backstage, but in a giant hallway made out of concrete with a bright light at the end, it's quite foggy and everything has a blue tint to it, with rows of desks with old pcs and crt monitors on them. And I notice all of my co workers, who're all furiously typing while I'm slacking, are all emo en scene teenagers. I'm looking around in confusion because I'm pretty sure I said no to the office job in favor of being a stage hand. Some dude in a suit that looks like a thin DSP waltzes in and sees that I'm sitting there with my arms behind my head, not being arsed with writing about pink floyd and rush. And because I'm not an emo, he gets mad at the emo kids next to me for listening to boris. I stand up, look him in the eyes and say "So, what you're saying is, that you're an old prune who only listens to clouseau?" (some Belgian band) He keeps looking at me silently, trying to come up with good comeback, but his beard turns blue and steam comes out of his ears and so he walks away , slowly, while flailing his arms around. All the emos stand up and start cheering, they gather around me and start congratulating me for making such an amazing zinger. The lighting turns to a warm orange colour, I put on my aviator sunglasses, cross my arms, and make a smug face while party music starts playing and all the emos start dancing around me. I'm now in a tiny concrete room with no windows, an open roof, and a sand floor. The walls are slightly taller than me, I could peak over them if I grabbed the ledge and pulled my self up, I was surrounded by a desert with some freaky impossible Arabic palace in the distance that look like it was abandoned for quite a while. (It never crossed my mind to climb out of the room) I no longer have my sick shades and I'm wearing an Adidas tracksuit. I look up and the sky is a dirty dark yellowy beige, turning orange near the horizon, and it's cloudy. I cross my arms and say to my self "this sucks", I frown, I squat. I woke up drenched in sweat.
I was on the internet and discovered a new meme involving headless and shirtless people with faces on their chests, usually resembling famous people. And would come with a caption that says "read a book, faggot!" I recreated an example of the meme: [IMG]http://i.imgur.com/Pmf8XFS.png[/IMG]
I had sex with your mother, but it was too horryfying to finish dreaming about that, as I woke up at 4 am, then dreamed about unicorns with penises on foreheads.
I was a photographer who joined a few impressively-bearded nat geo adventurer types on an expedition to Tibet. It started all nice and whimsically surreal as we sat eating a 3 course meal in a Premier Inn built onto the summit of an immense Himalayan mountain. Soon though, we began a trek down into the foothills to visit a temple belonging to a newly-discovered Buddhist sect. When we arrived at the temple we opened the ornate wooden doors to be greeted by the head monk who sported a soul patch and a Mike Tyson face tattoo. He was also the biggest dick imaginable. He started on my fellow adventures for no reason and punched them until they were nothing but bloody pulps, bloody pulps who he then threw into his secret torture dungeon where he kept all the other monks. I confronted him and began tossing him around the temple halls like a ragdoll, but alas he was too powerful and snatched my super-expensive slr from my hand to crush it to tiny pieces under his stupid feet. I was also sent into the dungeon, but managed to escape. I made my way up the mountainside to the Premier Inn on the peak where I made a phone call to my parents. I could barely speak for I was sobbing uncontrollably about the loss of my camera (I didn't seem to worry about my colleagues who remained in the dungeon, though). The only thing I can remember saying to my parents was "The monk was the worst. He was worse than Hitler, at least Hitler wouldn't start repeatedly punching you in the face if you met him"
I was driving poorly in the rain, then I realized it was a dream. Time to sex girls! Two tricks for sexing girls in a lucid dream without waking: 1) Use Harry Potter spells to control them 2) Do it in a familiar environment I used spells to teleport myself to my home in Alabama. Then I used spells to summon various girls. A few guys came too so I [I]Avada kedavra[/I]'d them. I commanded the one girl who had come buck naked to suck my penis. Then I commanded the other to take her clothes off. She didn't, so I used [I]Avada kedavra[/I] on her clothes - but suddenly realized (along with the girl) that I'd used the wrong spell (I should have used [I]Accio[/I]) and I immediately woke up.
Last night I had a dream I was eating dog shit from a plastic bag and being like "Oh yeah, this is pretty good." Fuck that dream, I still feel like I want to puke.
I had a dream where I suffered time lapses getting ready for school. It was like 6:30am.. then it was 8:00am.. before I woke up at 4am in the damn morning from the terrifying experience. Before that, another dream. Was confusing, but somehow my mom was still alive in that dream. My subconscious is fucking with my mind, acknowledging Thursday's the day she died last year.
Wasn't last night, but I almost never remember my dreams so fuck it. I was basically penguin Hitler, and I went with my penguin army and invaded Poland.
The dream was so fucking long and a lot of shit happened to it it could probably fit in 2 pages and a half of a textbook. I fucking hate/love this dream too because: I had the courage to ask the girl I have a crush on out. AND THEN OF COURSE THE DREAM ENDED, DUN DUN DUN. I'll probably will be never able to ask her out IRL. I'm not scared of asking girls out. I'm afraid of the answer because if she says no then it's all awkward and "Umm okay, I'll just go then." Fuckin' dreams man. This morning is off to a great depressing start. [B]Edit[/B]: Well last night I had a dream where she actually liked me. :v: So I guess that's good enough...
-I was studying to become a teacher and I was employed by my local primary school. -I was a girl in a polka dot bikini who was swimming with her classmates. The pool was full of turtles and there was a game to see how many you could catch. I caught a few but they started to lick me with their green tongues so I had to put them back. -I was in a ruined 5 star hotel lobby. I asked what happened and they said that the Haven City Palace crushed it.
I dreamed of a show like Inazuma Eleven. There was a goaler that made the poles of his goal ultra slippery, so when someone shot at the goal, it hit one of the pole, went to another pole inside the goal and, because of the slipperiness of the pole, it flew back out. I was super impressed. Now that I'm awake, I realize that the ball still went inside the goal, so it's still a goal... Wow, that's a lot of goals and poles...
I dreamt a rattlesnake somehow got into my house and bit one of my cats, the mother of the other two we have. So I attacked it, grabbing it by the neck and stabbing it with a survivalist' knife, splitting it down the middle into two. :v: I was pretty upset when it bit the cat, that's what I remember the most.
So, it essentially took place in this large crowd of people outside a building, and there was this sort of narrator guy w/ a cheery voice, saying things like, "Who can you see in this crowd?", etc. After that, though, the view/camera would move across the crowd, and then the footage would distort, and the background would turn white and only two people would remain. It was kind of hard to see, but the person to the top-right looked sort of like Slenderman (I'm not some 13-yr-old creepy pasta fan btw, just trying to give you an example of what he looked like). He had a sort of black abdomen/lower body (possibly a suit), two arms and a mostly white face, but instead had two large black ovals on it. The other person I couldn't see very well, but he was much smaller than the first. Also, the narrator would say in a sort of gruff, sinister voice, "Eheheheh, there they are." This repeated multiple times until I woke up. I honestly don't get nightmares much anymore, although it just might be because I don't remember most of my dreams.
I had a nightmare where I sat up screaming. For some reason I was dreaming of the Nova gas in Black Ops One killing a bunch of people. And it was in the same style as the cut scenes in Black Ops were. Looking Back on it I am ashamed of my brain for picking such a crappy franchise to dream about.
I was walking in LA or something with my friend. Anyways, we go near some weird Eiffel tower hotel place, and I looked up. There was a banquet hall on the top floor with a bunch of food getting ready for a party... or maybe it was after it, IDK. I wanted to steal all of the food, but my friend wasn't hungry. So, I went back in time, so he would be hungry and we could have some nice food. I apparently had to find Satan's Sunglasses, which let me see where people were in the hotel and be invisible so I could avoid them. It was an arduous journey with all sortsa weird rooms. I finally found the glasses and made it to the banquet, and stole everything I could. But, the glasses failed, some people noticed me, and started chasing me. Then after I ran around trying to avoid them, I went into some sorta noclip mode with the sunglasses to finally escape. I warped to some gigantic bathroom/locker room place that was tan in color and just was weird. I remember seeing some really fat person taking a piss so I got the fuck outta there via a window. It led to some field place where I had to fly across to find my friend. Then I gave my friend a sammich. Turns out that's why he wasn't hungry. :v:
I was in a nursery room and FCC trains decided it's a good idea to stop it. I wanted to get out of the station but there were loads of rogue fire extinguishers. Thankfully, someone helped me. Then, I was in Spain with my girlfriend. We were cuddling like there was no tomorrow while we were waiting for our taxi. Then, I woke up and realised I don't have one. :v:
I hardly ever remember my dreams, and when I do I'm usually just doing stuff that I would normally be doing in real life except for the occasional XXX rated dream :v:
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