• What did you dream about last night?
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So for ages I haven't remembered dreams at all (or haven't had them, idk), but I started remembering a few days back. I used to be pretty lucid in dreams to the point where everything was really vivid and I could control everything too. But as time went on I forgot the dreams sooner and sooner and they became less and less vivid. Now for no reason they're vivid, lucid and I remember them again. I dreamt that my phone was floppy and soft and it was a normal defect and to fix it I had to boil it in a mold to fix it in place for a set period of time (it made sense in the dream).
I went back to my old childhood villa and I didn't want my parents to sell it. Then, I realised that it was dream, went lucid and organised a party in the kitchen. The singer sang a beautiful song about Egypt, although I don't remember it much. Then, Fallout 4 was announced but there was no info about it on the Bethsoft forums. Instead, there was some sort of conversation between two users which spammed the Fallout 4 thread.
Had a dream I was being attacked by the ghosts of robots and could only move at walking speed around a bunch of boxes blocking my exit.
Hip to be Square scene American Psycho but it was Gordon Freeman killing Doug Rattmann [I]"tell me the cake is a lie now you meme making bastard"[/I] [I]"cube loving bastard"[/I]
I had a dream I met Rich Evans what even
Garry implemented a new profile message system that was incredibly easy to hit with HTML injections, and someone was spamming messages that would open message boxes in Windows and redirect the browser to sites to download executables.
I was sucking my own dong that was 1 meter tall and it felt like sucking a sausage hah
I was investigating a homicide with two other detectives. One of the detectives pickup an m4 rifle, probably the weapon used in the homicide, off of the ground and started inspecting it. He looked directly down the barrel of the rifle and, somehow, a round let off. There was a loud BANG and I flinched. Blood splattered all over the wall behind him. There's a big bloody hole right through his forehead, and he looks at me and says, "I think I'm dead now." Then I woke up.
I had a dream I was running around the house with a bunch of friends, shooting at each other with real guns. For some reason Travis Barker from Blink 182 was there, and he shot me. When I died though, I was still looking around like you would in half life or quake. When I woke up, my chest hurt a bit. I thought I actually got shot for a second.
A Cremator from HL2 broke into my house and hit me in the face with a baseball bat
I dreamt about driving down the street from my college and everything turned into some boonie-ass country, and I pulled into a factory that made tires.
I was dreaming about being a good lua coder as I'm shit. [IMG]http://i.imgur.com/u3pIyLh.png[/IMG] HALP[B][U][/U][/B]
All I remember was that I kept jumping/falling out of airplanes and spaceships over various landscapes, like country, cities, and various abstract shit. It was pretty fun especially after I got used to it after a while and realized I was dreaming and wouldn't get hurt. :v:
I had this dream that a freind of mine found this tarantula with an owl head for a face. I was lying down on a couch and he dropped the owlspider and it ran over to me. For some reason this freaked me out and I jolted out of the dream. Like I flipped out and sat up all sweaty and shit. No idea why it freaked me out that bad.
I lived on the Deus Ex version of Liberty Island, and my aunt married a musician.
I was inside a skyscraper when it suddenly started collapsing, felt strange as hell.
I was in the basement of the family house and Steve Howe (lead guitarist for Yes) was there for some reason and we talked about getting the 1972 lineup back again and I sung some songs and my voice sounded just like Jon Anderson.
I dreamed about my recently late cat, Sammy. I've been having reoccurring dreams with him in it ever since he died. The one I had last night is that we were in our living room and he was just taking a nap. I remember going up to him and saying "you're not supposed to be here, you're gone" because even in my dream I was consciously aware he died. My cat didn't care and raised his head, purred at me and I pet him for a while before the dream ended. I wish I could be happier about seeing him like that but I just wake up in bitter misery knowing that's the only way I'm going to see him.
Cuddling with my ex-girlfriend and saying we forgive each other. And meaning it. Suffice to say, waking up to reality was jarring and set the tone for a pretty mediocre day.
Was in an alternate reality where magic was commonplace. I was enrolled into a university of magic where we studied under some hardcore teachers, like dumbledore levels of shit. There was a classroom where we tried our powers against the teachers, and somehow I was almost equal with them, when the ball of fiery energy I created was almost two meters in diameter and the teacher had to call off the demonstration. Later it turned out that I was actually a vampire lord that had lost his memories, which explained my immense power. I was then hunted by some royal knights, while leaping from roof to roof on apartment buildings and skycrapers. The chase continued through mountains and monasteries and deserts, with many dangers on the way. But when I saved a random bus from falling into a ravine they realized I wasn't that evil afterall, and we became friends.
(This wasn't last night but actually a week ago.) I'm in some Japanese neighborhood with a local girl giving me a tour of the area she lived in. We saw her apartment, a park, and the local convenience store. Wherever I was must've gotten really hot in the summer because she referred to her car's back seats as a "tanning bed". Hopefully she rolls the windows down when she does that. She also mentioned that the old man running the convenience store was a sourpuss who hated when other people talked to him. I don't know what any of this means or why I dreamed it.
[img]http://www.ssbwiki.com/images/thumb/b/b6/R.O.B._SSB4.png/300px-R.O.B._SSB4.png[/img] Put my dick in it
Several lucid dreams (wake-induced) last night, was very fun. Also a dream about climbing a super tall mountain that was pretty much at a flat 90 degree angle, it was scary as fuck.
Apparently, Rihanna was the reason for Skyrim's civil war and Tullius and Ulfric were fighting for their "fair maiden". She faked her death so she could move out of Skyrim for good.
Dreamed that I was laying in bed and a nice looking girl on campus was sitting on the edge of it. Then my roommate walks in and I yell, "It's not what it looks like!" end.
Going into some old dudes cabin in the middle of the woods during winter and he let me fire his c7a1
I rarely remember my dreams, but this one from last night, I remember a single frame/image from I was standing with arms stretched out, and I could see massive walnut-shaped tumors growing out from the ribcage area of both sides of my body The tumors looked the same on both sides, as if the image was mirrored
I had a dream where my room had a fucking insect (and also arachnid) infestation and they gradually got bigger as the dream went on until there ended up being fist-sized sacks of puss just crawling around on the wall. My desklamp for some reason was the only light on, and not my ceiling light. The last thing I remember is stabbing one of the puss-sack bugs and then a fucking scorpion, then I went "wait what the fuck this would never happen where I live" and woke up. I guess my irrational hatred for bugs carried over. It's not a fear, since I didn't freak out or anything and totally stayed calm under pressure, but just I get into the mindset of "I'm slaughtering every last one of you fuckers how dare you infiltrate my home" when they get in.
[QUOTE=gk99;47191958]I had a dream where my room had a fucking insect (and also arachnid) infestation and they gradually got bigger as the dream went on until there ended up being fist-sized sacks of puss just crawling around on the wall. My desklamp for some reason was the only light on, and not my ceiling light. The last thing I remember is stabbing one of the puss-sack bugs and then a fucking scorpion, then I went "wait what the fuck this would never happen where I live" and woke up. I guess my irrational hatred for bugs carried over. It's not a fear, since I didn't freak out or anything and totally stayed calm under pressure, but just I get into the mindset of "I'm slaughtering every last one of you fuckers how dare you infiltrate my home" when they get in.[/QUOTE] I've had a dream like that, full of fucked up arachnid things which had nested in my room but I wasn't as freaked out as I would be in real life. I kind of accepted it as normal whereas when I woke up I was more scared about it.
[QUOTE=SpaceLink;47192252]I've had a dream like that, full of fucked up arachnid things which had nested in my room but I wasn't as freaked out as I would be in real life. I kind of accepted it as normal whereas when I woke up I was more scared about it.[/QUOTE] I just kinda shrugged it off like "Man, fuck bugs. Also I overslept. Fuck."
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