Post by: superstarMASIAH on February 01, 2005, 07:33:32 PM
#1. The song "Dark side of the moon" by Pink Floyd was playing. I was 3 and blowing bubbles outside. The reflection of me in one of the bubbles goes up in the air, then you are looking up at it, and you see the moon in the background. Now I am still 3, and now I am on the moon, just wearing normal clothes. I see my grandma, I walk towards her and give her a hug. As we do that, "Discovery" the spaceship from 2001, passes the moon. Now I see Dave Boweman and companion going towards a white opening in space. The opening is the hole in my ear. They are microscopic, and I am now seen laying in a bed at my aunts old house, but I am present age. I wake up, because of a baby monitor beside the bed, and she sais "Kyle, time to wake up." I wake up, go downstairs and David and companion are there eating breakfast with my aunt. They see me, and I greet them as if we were old pals. But something is wrong, we turn around and the monolith was behind us. m As I look at it, I fall to my knees, and you see the monolith towering above me, and there is a reflection of mario's face in it. That is when the song ends
O world-egg, hear me.
I am Horus of millions of years.
I am lord and master of the throne
Freed from evil, I traverse the ages
and spaces that are endless.
Post by: CashCrazed on February 01, 2005, 08:42:16 PM
And for those of you who HAVE played it, I take comfort in the fact that I just got the theme song stuck in your head right now just as it got stuck in mine as I was typing this. Laaaaaa, la, la, la, la, la, laaa, la, la, la, la, la, la, laaaaa!
Edited by - CashCrazed on 2/1/2005 6:44:58 PM
Post by: Master Mario on February 01, 2005, 08:55:49 PM
TMK fan since three years ago!
Post by: CashCrazed on February 01, 2005, 09:03:51 PM
I also have some that have to do with running away in an endless plane. Usually it's my neighborhood at night, but sometimes it's other places. Something bad happens in my house, I try for a while to get out and finally succeed, then I run. Run, as far as I can. Passing house after house, it just goes on forever until I either get caught or.....I just keep running until I wake up.
Post by: Insane Steve on February 01, 2005, 09:52:01 PM
~I.S.~
Post by: Suffix on February 01, 2005, 09:56:15 PM
"Chocolate milk is the best thing to ever happen to the dairy industry."
- Ian "Suffix"
Post by: Master Mario on February 01, 2005, 11:37:01 PM
TMK fan since three years ago!
Edited by - Master Mario on 2/1/2005 9:43:26 PM
Post by: Hirocon on February 02, 2005, 12:54:20 AM
Last night I drempt that I was donating blood. I was given one of those sand-filled stress balls and told to squeeze it repeatedly with my right hand. I'm right-handed, so I don't know why I was donating blood from my right arm, but whatever. As the needle was beeing stuck into my arm, I was squeezing the stress ball so fast that the needle slipped. It slid down and cut a huge gash along the entire length of my arm. I started freaking out, thinking that I was going to bleed to death...but when I looked down, it was water, not blood, that was coming out of my arm. I was perfectly fine, except for being drenched in water...my arm didn't even hurt. Then I woke up.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on February 02, 2005, 05:50:19 AM
O world-egg, hear me.
I am Horus of millions of years.
I am lord and master of the throne
Freed from evil, I traverse the ages
and spaces that are endless.
Post by: Raccoon Sam on February 02, 2005, 10:52:03 AM
I saw it and climbed up To the roof, and jumped to the rope and pulled as hard as i could.
Then: Bam!
It was raining Hairpins!
Then i saw an old grampa saying very softly, but angrily:
-They're here... Again...
Then i woke up and saw my sisters hairpin what She Forgot yesterday to my desk.
...
Weird.
I can sometimes control my dreams, and sometimes when i blink in the dream, there comes a cut-scene that my eyes are Glued, and i can't open them, or sometimes there comes a cut-scene of an old BnW movie where an old lady says:
-That's all i got.
Then i wake up.
Odd is, that i've never been able to read something in my dreams.
______________________________________
I''ll tell you when i''m signature!!
Post by: Vidgmchtr on February 02, 2005, 01:34:40 PM
Post by: Nameneko on February 02, 2005, 02:00:06 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on February 02, 2005, 10:03:47 PM
"Don’t look into car headlights and freeze, because you might get run over or shot."
Post by: goodie on February 02, 2005, 10:07:07 PM
I heard that someone made a thing called the Novadreamer or something like that, that makes you know when you're dreaming.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on February 03, 2005, 05:48:52 AM
O world-egg, hear me.
I am Horus of millions of years.
I am lord and master of the throne
Freed from evil, I traverse the ages
and spaces that are endless.
Post by: Mario Maniac on February 09, 2005, 01:11:48 PM
I have had many dreams that I played Super Mario 64 DS (which I did finally play!)
Super Mario 64 DS is so cool, I must get a Nintendo DS! I'm not wasting $250 on a "PSP Value Pack"... it's too expensive.
Post by: Watoad on February 09, 2005, 03:21:21 PM
You might change your mind...
“Hey, lemme borrow your bike. C’mon, I’ll give you some chips.â€
Post by: Chupperson Weird on February 09, 2005, 11:38:07 PM
"Don’t look into car headlights and freeze, because you might get run over or shot."
Post by: Master Mario on February 09, 2005, 11:42:41 PM
Blam this peice of garbage! .....Oops. Wrong site....
Edited by - Master Mario XP on 2/9/2005 9:43:19 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on February 24, 2005, 07:02:31 PM
O world-egg, hear me.
I am Horus of millions of years.
I am lord and master of the throne
Freed from evil, I traverse the ages
and spaces that are endless.
Post by: Yoshisaurus Rex on February 26, 2005, 11:01:42 AM
Everyone is entitled to their own opinions, but not their own facts. But I think we can all agree that Mario rules and that''s a fact!
Post by: Tingrio on March 07, 2005, 02:27:16 PM
Post by: Suffix on March 19, 2005, 03:36:19 PM
they were from school?), I explored an enormous island of ice. Rock formations stood through the ice, and there the large penguins lived in the largest rock tower thing.
Aren't you lucky? I sketched it!
Anyway, after exploring the caves and looking outside the large wooden tower, I noticed Bowser was prowling around, near the icy coast! He was exactly where the sketch
puts him now. I also realized that I was Luigi... And all of a sudden, I controlled myself in a 3rd person perspective. The trio I was in went out and battled Bowser, SM64 style.
But instead of tossing him out to sea, we tossed him into a pile of crates, and up into the air. It was a difficult battle. He had around 8 hit points, and so, had to be tossed
a total of 8 times. When we came out, victorious, there was a cutscene and Luigi jumped through a beautiful portal-like thing, in the shape of a square.
It was behind the largest structure, so you can't see it in the sketch. Afterwards, the dream changed into a movie, and the two remaining people talked. And talked.
All I remember vividly was that the girl was confessing to the guy that she really liked Luigi. Afterwards, they were examining these strange structures on the highest point
of the rock. They appeared to be ramps. A boosting pad, similar to Rainbow Road's pads, suddenly emerged on the right ramp, and the girl ran onto it.
Soon, she was zipping around, Super Sonic style, in the loop that the ramps indicated. When the dream ended, both the people had fallen out of the loop, and were traveling
(and falling slightly) at high speed, over the ocean.
[Full Sized Sketch]
THE END
Edited by - Suffix on 10/1/2005 10:14:22 PM
"What? A half-gallon already?"
Post by: Toddathon on March 19, 2005, 11:52:42 PM
___________________________
I am the best person in existance!
Post by: King Boo on March 19, 2005, 11:59:33 PM
Post by: Ultima Shadow on March 20, 2005, 03:32:31 AM
Wow, my 300th post! Yippee!
Epitaph No.1: I told you I was sick!
Edited by - Luigi Simpson on 3/20/2005 1:33:01 AM
Post by: Luigison on March 20, 2005, 05:15:58 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on March 20, 2005, 05:21:29 PM
"We roll tonight, to the guitar bite, and for those about to rock... I salute you."-AC/DC
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on March 20, 2005, 08:03:52 PM
''I am feeling fat, and sassy!''
Post by: Luigison on March 20, 2005, 09:18:20 PM
Post by: Tingrio on March 22, 2005, 02:26:31 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 18, 2005, 05:16:43 AM
O world-egg, hear me.
I am Horus of millions of years.
I am lord and master of the throne
Freed from evil, I traverse the ages
and spaces that are endless.
Post by: Insane Steve on May 18, 2005, 02:23:05 PM
~I.S.~
Post by: Insane Steve on May 19, 2005, 10:15:02 PM
Dream #1: I am the playable character in a point-and-click adventure game. For whatever reason, the dream starts me right in the middle of Part 3: at the outset, my girlfriend in the dream (whom doesn't really match, appearance-wise, anyone I know) tells me I need to find the "magical blue triangle". That's all I was given about the triangle. Long story short, I found a small hut by a dam that was guarded by a couple members of the Russian mafia. I distracted one by "LOOKing in barrel" (Which caused something to fly out and hit one of the guards. A big flashing YOU HAVE DISTRACTED THE GUARD! GO YOU [explitive]! sign appears.) -- and entered.
The room was barren, except for a washing machine. LOOKing in this machine yielded a message that is something like "You are going down. All the way down." -- and I found myself underwater in a room. The magical blue triangle was there, in a locked cage. I got it out by waiting until it drifted to the edge and grabbing it.
It teleported me back home, where my girlfriend looks at it and is astonished.
The next day, my girlfriend is missing, and I find an odd note on a table:
"We have your girlfriend. The end.
~Georg Cantor"
(It reeks of Yoshi's World: The Game. I know.)
Georg Cantor is a Russian mathematician who died over a century ago. I figured it to be an alias. I also assume the triangle had something to do with it.
At this point, a cut screen appears. In a rough, detective voice, I say "This was looking to me a lot like the case of Part 4." After aimless wandering, I find the best way to get my girlfriend back is to go to college, of all places. I go to Purdue (where I will be going) and discover my roommate is none other than Bryan, one of the other people in the trumpet section at my school (who is two years younger than me, but in my dream, we somehow wound up in the same graduating class, although he was still two years younger). I only really remember about two things from Part 4:
1) For whatever reason, Bryan's first class was called "Belmont." I went to this class. I don't know what this class was for, but I remember that I went to the wrong class.
2) After about a couple hours of blurriness, I went to a campus McDonald's and found a rat in my hamburger. This somehow led me to find my girlfriend almost immediately. Yep. That's how my mind works.
Shortly after finding her in a small abandoned shack, the big letters "WELL DONE!" appear. Turns out it's a random Russian guy, and none other than Georg Cantor, who is wearing a straitjacket that isn't buckled (Cantor went insane before he "died") -- after a weird explanation, they offer a simple proposal.
I was to name a contest. If I won, I got my girlfriend back, if not, they killed her. My problem lied in the fact that Cantor would crush me in a mathematics contest, which is my forte in life... so... I go with the next best thing: Tetris. The reply:
"See, WE'RE picking the game. And I say we play... TETRIS!"
O...k... Cue Part 5 intro screen.
I'm sitting in a room. "The Tetris game starts in about 15 minutes. I want to be at least 75% confident that I will win." A little bar in the right corner of the screen showed how confident I was.
Soon as I hit 75%, the game started. Long story short, Cantor destroys my in Tetris (They didn't have Tetris in the 1800s, y the way) -- and they kill my girlfriend. Or so I think.
Flash back to my house. I get a strange call from a guy named "Joe." Joe claims that the Russian mob has my girlfriend alive, and in a swap trick that the Russian mob uses a lot, they killed his girlfriend, making it seem like mine for whatever reason.
Cue part 6 screen.
Joe and I meet shortly. Long story short, my girlfriend is alive, somewhere, and I have to find her, again, without the help of Ratburger.
And the dream suddenly ended there. I really wanted to see how it all turned out, too. Bah.
Ah well. if I ever get Yoshi's World: The Game done, I have a new idea for an adventure game for AGS...
The second... I'll explain that later.
~I.S.~
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 21, 2005, 01:04:36 PM
"You can milk anything with nipples."~Gaylord Focker
Post by: Latias Dita on May 22, 2005, 10:39:09 AM
I prettey muich know what my dream mean: I watch too much anime, play too many games, and read too much manga.
Random Anime Quote:
" They''ve drawn us awful carelessly."--Osaru (I think), Jubei-Chan episode 5.
Edited by - Latias Dita on 5/23/2005 4:15:40 AM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on May 22, 2005, 04:00:27 PM
“How ironic; ‘Rogers’ – it almost rhymes with... ‘eliminate.’â€
~Stewie from Family Guy
Post by: luigi~lover on May 22, 2005, 07:56:02 PM
Wacko? I think so....
~*The road to success is always under construction*~
Edited by - luigi~lover on 5/22/2005 6:57:53 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on September 28, 2006, 06:46:09 PM
Post by: Suffix on September 28, 2006, 09:05:57 PM
Today, I learned from my psychology professor that Gestalt perspective believes that every component of a dream is part of you. I do not consider myself a crazy fat man who launches enormous projectiles at protagonists, however...
Post by: superstarMASIAH on September 29, 2006, 03:02:19 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on September 29, 2006, 10:00:13 PM
Also on two seperate occasions, I dreamt that my Animal Crossing: Wild World game got severely screwed up...
Post by: Kojinka on October 01, 2006, 01:02:26 PM
Post by: MissJessica on October 02, 2006, 05:10:01 PM
Post by: Glorb on October 05, 2006, 10:21:05 AM
- thinking my Dad was a Stormtrooper
- waking up and going to school, only to wake up (for real) and discover I missed the bus
- entering a breakdancing contest where they only played a four-second loop of "Uptown Girl" by Billy Joel
- living as a potato and having a movie based on me called "Potato!"
- being targeted by assassination by George Washington
- surviving an attack of sand people on the moon
Post by: zeldario on October 05, 2006, 02:13:46 PM
2 i got sent away to this farm for some reson (i cant remember) i was talking to the owner and his daughter (who for some reason looked lke my neighbor) then someone threw a brick at the owner he then started chasing the guy who threw it in super speed to the tune of yakkity sax for about an hour half way through everthing stopped and one of the guys said "this will just take a minuite" i was really fustrated at this point so i screamed. then my sister came along in a plane an i was somehow in a car then i bashed the side of the car into the side of the plane and the wings of the plane and the doors of the cars switched then i woke i deamt this about 3 years ago and i can still remember it almost perfectly
Post by: superstarMASIAH on October 06, 2006, 08:00:36 AM
Either that or I'm not trying...
Post by: Chupperson Weird on October 06, 2006, 11:11:22 AM
Partially due to the fact that I hadn't yet laughed today, and partly because it was funny.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on October 06, 2006, 11:33:18 AM
Post by: Clark Beyer on October 09, 2006, 05:27:52 PM
Dream 1: The world backwards
My brother and I were walking in our front yard, which faces the Chesapeake Bay in Maryland...on the shore near the water, there were three vending machines: green, light blue, and dark blue...each had black stripes as well...well, every time you popped a quarter in a vending machine, a puppy came out...then a vulture would come down, fly in the air with it, I would shift to third-person view, and then the vulture would behead the puppy...I popped in 2 more quarters, and the same exact series of events would happen again, like re-winding a video-casette tape...
Then my brother and I re-appeared in our yard...there was an oak tree that was divided at the trunk, and through the middle there was a hole leading to the other side; we could see through the hole, but when you looked through it, it showed a mirror-image of the world...so we walked through, and lo and behold, everything was opposite--every blade of grass was facing in the opposite direction....then we looked at the water, and saw dead bodies hanging on 3 rafts...
Then I appeared at my bus stop in Aberdeen...the bus stop is normally a public library in real life, yet in the dream, it was a pizzaria in which my Spanish teacher served deep-dish pepperoni pizza...and there was a meeting room in the back in which all my friends from school betrayed me and left me behind, slow motion-style...then, after I grabbed a piece of pizza from my Spanish teacher, I dropped it on the floor...
Dream 2: Up and Down
I was at my school...and I had an...*ahem* an "accident"...so I asked my teacher if I could go to the bathroom...she said no, and I asked no further questions...well, it was time to switch classes, and when I exit the room, all the other rooms are in the wrong places; yet for some reason, this never bothered me; I assumed it was normal protocol...normally, my homeroom is on the 2nd floor, but in the dream it was on the 1st floor...so I walk out, and I want to go upstairs to my next class...there are normally 2 stairwells that lead upstairs: an "up" stairwell and a "down" stairwell; one of our teachers makes us go up certain stairs to get to the 2nd floor, but I usually sneak around and go up the wrong one anyway...well in the dream, I want to go up the "up" stairwell...the only problem is, it is LITERALLY an up stairwell in the dream...you see, in the dream, there weren't even any stairs...you have to climb up a pole, grab onto a bookcase, jump over onto a pointy desk, then climb through a hole in the ceiling...but in the dream I thought this was "normal"...
So I walk down a separate hallway, eager to get to my next class...on the way to the down stairwell, I see a strange little kid wearing a hat...a fellow classmate and I decide that were going to try and catch the kid before he "disappears" around the corner...I never told the other guy my plan, it was completely unanimous...we both assumed that we had to catch the little kid, because something "cool" would happen....so we chase him...and he SPEEDS right around the corner...when we round the corner, he is gone, and there is nothing but a wall at the end...I think it was reminiscent of the running man in Zelda: A Link to the Past...
So I find the down stairwell...and guess what: this one isn't a stairwell either! It's a maze of old clothes, mannequins, broom,s and Christmas wrapping paper, and at the center was a hole in the tiles that I had to fall into...so I find my way through the maze, I say hello to a mysterious janitor, and then I fall into the hole...there is a voice speaking to me, but I don't know what or why...all I remember is a strange, dark, spinning octagon, and it was really big, while I was falling through darkness...
Dream 3: Strange Cop Chase
I was in the parking lot of my old middle school...two guys in parked cars were being attacked by gangsters who were crawling on the top of the car...I curse at them, telling them to get off, but to no avail...they hijack the parked cars and drive one of them off of school grounds...the car was black...so my brother and I rush into the middle school to get snacks and drinks out of a vending machine (again: this seemed normal at the time), when all of a sudden, we find out that Arvin Sloane from "Alias" is the school principal, and Dixon from "Alias" tried to chase the stolen car, where it was driven to a weird building nextdoor to the school, where another school NORMALLY is...
so my brother and I follow Dixon...we come to this circus tent-like building, and the left side of it was punctured because the stolen black car came flying through at a high speed...it slammed right through the building, so my brother and I walk through the hole to find out...it leads to my room, where I listen to a "Beavis and Butthead" audio CD...but I don't know why, exactly...
Then I go back through the main entrance to the building, where it leads into a gravel parking lot in the middle of a somewhat-dense forest...there is a building at the end of this gravel parking lot...we enter it...it leads to a restaurant, complete with lots of people, a dining room, bar, and balcony...the manager of the restaurant is actually a girl's father (she's from my school), but since I don't know what he looks like, he had her face...which was odd...but it seemed normal...
My brother and I rush to the balcony, where we see a train track down below, with a stream running alongside it, right through the somewhat-dense forest...there are several totalled black cars around the tracks...another black car is ON the tracks, and a fast train comes and flattens it...soon afterwards, we spot the stolen car on the docks below the restaurant's balcony, so we rush to tell the manager, and when we come back, the car drove itself farther under the restaurant so that we couldn't see it anymore...
I write down the cool dreams I have...I even mapped out dream #3...
Post by: superstarMASIAH on October 09, 2006, 07:02:31 PM
What not to do.
I had a dream last night that I was in my room in the morning, looking for what I think was a pipe of some sort. My light was on and everything was in place but still obscured. It is like 7:00 in the morning and my mom is upstairs making breakfast, and my dad was outside mowing the lawn. He saw me through the window when I was reaching behind this electric picture in my room where I hid the pipe. I didn't think he saw what I was reaching for, so I singed the top of the illegal drug with a lighter. For a moment, I became ashamed of myself, how I wasn't able to wait for an oppritune moment to do this. But all passed in good time. I became full of vibe and energy and ambience. The only bad thing was is that I left everything out in the open and I couldn't remember where any of my school stuff was. I woke up half way through the dream. But in the end I think I would have been in a great amount of trouble.
Post by: PaperLuigi on October 09, 2006, 08:38:00 PM
Anyway, I had a nightmare last night. A strange shark creature was in the backyard of my old house, and was shooting out a large, tounge-like projectile at our dogs. Broke both of their backs, it did. I ran and hid under my bed, waiting for him to come into my room, when I woke up sweating my butt off. Scary, but awesome.
Post by: Suffix on October 09, 2006, 10:12:35 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on October 09, 2006, 10:31:19 PM
Let's start with last week:
Note: Anything in parenthesis and italics are real life facts about my life.
My conductor started taking a bassoon to school with him. He told me after class (Wind Ensemble, I have that class 1st period) that he'd like me to take up another instrument as well as the horn. I agreed, and immediately started to learn the bassoon. I was able to learn it very quickly. I also started playing pieces for the band, switching from the horn (I literally play the French horn) to the bassoon when a part called for it.
(That's all I can remember about that dream. I told my conductor about it, and then he shared me a dream he had the same night about his venture into a Staples to purchase a stapler. He also said he wouldn't want to put me through the trouble of learning the bassoon.)
The next dream:
Four of the school's musical groups (Wind Ensemble, Philharmonic Orchestra, Symphonic Band, and Concert Band) all started entering this huge auditorium (it was supposed to be the school's actual auditorium, but it was MUCH bigger, had numerous booths on the walls, and behind the red curtain, a gold curtain, but it looked more like it was covered in gold foil). Then, the Orchestra conductor started speaking to the four groups about this huge combined group performance we were practicing for (The only combined performances that happen regularly are half the Wind Ensemble combining with the Philharmonic Orchestra to make a Full Orchestra, and Wind Ensemble combining with Symphonic Band for a huge medley for the POPS concert held every February.), and then proceeded to show a video of our latest rehearsal. The video showed us beginning a song with most of the band members singing lyrics I cannot remember. Then, later on, it showed the string instruments in the aisles of the audience playing their parts, but most of them didn't have rods with which to play their parts, instead using broken instruments from the band room's storage room, as they worked just the same. I woke up shortly after that point.
The last dream (for this post, anyway):
I was playing in the Symphonic Band one day (I regularly help out in the Symphonic Band's and Concert Band's lacking horn sections, the latter having only 2 players, while the former has none.), when the conductor decided to give out parts for Molly on the Shore (A piece we're currently working on in Wind Ensemble, which has a very difficult clarinet part, too difficult for the clarinetists in Symphonic.). I was quite annoyed at this, as Symphonic Band usually mangles every piece the conductors give them (I was actually in this band my Sophomore and Junior year, so I should know), because most of the players don't care at all. I kept asking my conductor "ARE YOU SERIOUS?", and his reply was always "Yes, now stop asking me that". At the end of class, I put my horn away, but the lockers were now in a basement of sorts that had a walkway up back into the band room.
Yup, all crazy dreams, the last one being a terrible nightmare. A friend of mine I told the dream to agrees.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on October 12, 2006, 03:10:59 PM
Post by: CoconutMikeNIke on October 12, 2006, 04:34:26 PM
Post by: The Chef on October 12, 2006, 06:49:47 PM
I was at my old school, but in the past. I saw a couple of the teachers in younger form. Then I saw my mom, who was about my age. Then in the hall way where the cafeteria was supposed to be, there was stained glass windows on one side, making it look like the religeon school I attended at the time. On the other side, inside the cafeteria, was a colorful room with a group of people watching this demonstration of what looked like a ball pit (like the one at Chuck E Cheese's or whatever) by Willy Wonka, of all people. He looked just like he did in the 70's movie. Uncontrollably, I jumped into the ball pit, thus messing up the demonstration and getting yelled at by Wonka. Then, I decided to go back to the present time, but I had to find this time machine that looked like the scale in the nurse's office, except there was a big digital clock on it, The problem was, I had to find my mom because she supposedly went to the past with me but got turned into her past self in the process. The dream ended when I finally found her and stepped on to the time machine.
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Post by: The Chef on October 13, 2006, 02:13:03 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on October 13, 2006, 05:13:51 PM
Why wouldn't Mario Fans understand it? I know you don't BUY any turnips, but they're still in the game.
I forgot about turnips being in SMB2. But no. I was refering to the "Stalk Market" in Animal Crossing. You buy turnips from a certain visitor and sell them to the store when it is has a high buying price.
Post by: AbercrombieBaseball on October 14, 2006, 10:30:07 PM
I was on some sort of trip with a bunch of my friends. Somehow my one friend and I get seperated from the rest of the group and find ourselves in this room filled with talking heads. And I mean talking heads. Big spheres with faces on them that say stuff. The building is a pyramid-type structure.
Now my friend is sort of scared. Not as much as me, but she was frightened. The heads were talking to us. Somehow we escaped but wound up in this hallway with a bunch of escalators. Think of a mall center court but without stores. Who should walk by but the band director from my high school who HATED my friend. Now she's even more panicky because she thinks he is going to get her in big trouble for nothing.
So we go down this escalator and find the rest of our friends there but half of them are unresponsive. My friend tells me that she valued all time time she spent with me because she was worried I was going to become zombie-like just as they had but somehow didn't. So we sneak off away from these people and just start having a heart to heart conversation.
At this point I woke up.
INTERPRETATIONS, ANYONE?!?
Post by: The Chef on October 15, 2006, 07:39:33 AM
In other news, I had a dream last night that I actually manged to remember!
I was sitting on the porch of my backyard on a cloudy day, but I was not me, I was my cartoon persona Rob-Bert. In this dream, I was narrating an episode of the animated series that I plan to have in the future (because Rob is the narrator on that series). Anyway, I(Rob) was telling about how much that yard has changed over the years, how I used to play in it all the time when I was little, but eventually lost all desire to play outside as I got older. Then I went on to comment about how crappy the yard currently looks, with the evergreen trees around it falling apart and the grass all dug up, exposing the mud. Afetr that, I went around to the front of the house and sat on the front steps. Here I told about how I like sitting in the front nowadays, because it lets me see the outside world in a clearer way, which I was unable to do at young age. Then I woke up.
I found it to pretty interesting, to say the least. What do you folks think?
Post by: BP on October 15, 2006, 10:47:46 AM
Well, this train shoots off at the speed of light. When it stops, not even a second later, I audibly declare, "Whoa... that was awesome." But suddenly, I look, and the seats around mine are not empty. I'm sitting by some people I've never met, and my family is sitting in the row in front of me. The speed subway had somehow killed everyone in the world, and this was where I was to be for the rest of eternity. I'm not saying it was Hell, but not being able to sit next to my parents and sister for eternity was not a good deal. When I woke up, I had such a massive headache.
I think this is the first dream I've had in which I died. Most people report that they wake up as it happens... Good thing this was just a dream, though. Oh, and for what it's worth, my eyes stayed shut when my brain woke up. They felt so heavy I stayed there for a few minutes.
Post by: Area 64 on October 16, 2006, 05:37:19 PM
...Don't ask me, I don't know either...
Post by: GiftedGirl on October 16, 2006, 06:51:07 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on October 17, 2006, 06:06:09 PM
Then I had this dream where I was in school, at my locker. For some reason it was really messy, but it isn't in real life. Then this kid I know walks up and stuff his bag into my locker. It was time for lunch so I grabbed the bag and asked him if he wanted it back, he accepted. Then I was walking to lunch when I turn down the direct hallway to lucnh, and it is bigger than the lunch room itself. The hallway was really big, and everyone was eating there for some reason. I walked through a crowd of people and one kid I sit with runs up to me and pretends he is going to kick me, but doesn't. I see our table and Chuck, a friend of mine at school waves me over. And that is the end.
Post by: Jman on October 18, 2006, 11:46:46 PM
Post by: The Chef on October 19, 2006, 03:20:40 PM
Years ago, back when Justice League was premiering on Cartoon Network and all the cartoons I loved were still on, I had this dream were Kirby was at my house showing me his new girlfriend, who was basically a female Kirby with black hair and a white hat (I must have picked this up from the Beat-Alls episode of the Powerpuff Girls) and then I walked out side and a I saw a molehill. Wouldn't ya know it, Banjo, Kazooie and the Bottles family moved in near my house.
After that, the dream broke into another part where I was seeing the preview commercials for Justice League, but all the characters were replaced by the cast of SSB64! I remember it being like this:
Mario = Batman
DK = Superman
Link = Green Lantern
Samus = Wonder Woman
Kirby = Hawk Girl
Fox = Flash
Ness = Martian Manhunter
Then the dream ended.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 02, 2006, 07:05:26 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on November 02, 2006, 10:47:08 PM
Dream turned nightmare: .............Kane was waiting for us! He choke slammed every one of us until I finally woke up. It was kinda funny, but still scary.
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on November 03, 2006, 05:45:44 PM
It was a dream about the Wii, I was at a store and waiting for people that worked there to install Wii a kiosk, funny enough after some seconds someone did and the Wii controller was ......... a freaking remote with an adaptor at the bottom that of course connected to the nunchuck attachment (Though the nunchuck I did not see in the dream. O_o). From what I remember there was something like the NGC SSX on Tour game with Mario characters as the featured demo on the Wii. (Well, that was a rip-off.) The thing didn't even work well.
Er, now thinking back on the dream it sounds like a parody I would think up.
Post by: TEM on November 03, 2006, 06:40:59 PM
Post by: The Chef on November 04, 2006, 05:27:19 PM
Post by: Mr. Wiggles on November 04, 2006, 06:49:05 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 04, 2006, 11:12:42 PM
Post by: The Chef on November 05, 2006, 12:36:52 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 05, 2006, 01:04:42 PM
Post by: TEM on November 05, 2006, 01:16:29 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 05, 2006, 02:23:26 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 07, 2006, 04:11:05 PM
Last night I had a dream that I was on a pirate ship. We were battling this other pirate ship (for some odd reason, instead of fighting with swords, we were fighting with minature machine guns). And my main goal was to capture the flag of the other pirate ship. I boarded the other ship all nervouse and quick, when my ship blew a cannon ball into the enemy ship I was on, splitting it in two. The hull went end up and thats where the flag was, so I was climbing as fast as I could before we sank. I finally got to the poll that was in the front, it was like being on the top of a mountain. But then suddenly the flag blew off the top, and I thought it was lost. Since I was in dispair and I couldn't return back to the ship having failed my mission, I fell of the top into the water. It is at this time that I must explain that we were in a harbor of the pacific, and I floated of underneith a bridge and looked on the other side to see that the flag had fallen on the land, and wasn't lost forever. So in the end I completed my mission.:)
Post by: Pt_Peach on November 07, 2006, 05:41:30 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 11, 2006, 07:45:17 PM
Post by: Boo_penguin on November 12, 2006, 12:14:28 AM
Well, I had some wacky dreams lately, it involves me (of course) and several people who don't know.
Well, the other day, after work I goes to sleep and suddenly I wake up, and I was sleeping, you know what I mean? The whole job idea was just a dream, but well, that's not the point, the point is, I continue sleeping and suddenly I was in a empty room , just me, Boo, in an empty room with a doll. The doll was in the floor, and suddenly the doll talks : he say to me some words in japanese. I don't know japanese so I cannot tell you what the doll says to me, and actually I don't know if the doll was speaking japanese, but it sounds complicated, so I think was japanese.
So, he talk to me, and I grab the doll and shake it. He stops.
I turn around and some dudes that I don't know grab me from the legs and take me to another room, where a person was in a chair.
The voice of the person says (backwards)
-You stole the code.
I dunno why, but in this dream I don't have voice, so, I assume I just say "no, I don't" with my head.
The voice of the person repeats
-I know you steal my code
Again I say with my hands and head "no, sr. I don't stole any code"
So suddenly this person turn to me, and yes, NO FACE at all.
Just a plain head.
I wake up screaming. My mom says I was screaming ¡not yet! ¡not yet!
I dunno what means.
But was scary.
Post by: Jman on November 12, 2006, 12:25:45 AM
Post by: Pt_Peach on November 12, 2006, 12:35:54 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 12, 2006, 01:08:11 AM
Post by: The Chef on November 12, 2006, 08:26:29 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 12, 2006, 10:48:30 AM
I was riding with my mom in her car and we had to stop behind a couple other cars in an intersection. We slowed down and came to a complete stop, and then inched forward and barely tapped the car in front of us. The car's back lights immediately exploded and the car went careening forward into other cars. This caused a chain reaction of amplified physics and a bunch of cars crashed. One SUV had its top layer of metal peeled off. Underneath was some round grin of some sort.
Post by: TEM on November 12, 2006, 11:34:58 AM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 12, 2006, 11:51:19 AM
Post by: GiftedGirl on November 12, 2006, 06:03:48 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 12, 2006, 09:30:57 PM
Post by: Luigison on November 12, 2006, 09:36:05 PM
Post by: SushieBoy on November 13, 2006, 02:07:33 PM
Post by: Kojinka on November 14, 2006, 05:21:01 PM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on November 14, 2006, 05:59:39 PM
Then I woke up to find my bed in a giant mess of unorganized sheets and pillows.
Post by: The Chef on November 23, 2006, 09:40:17 AM
Last night I dreamed about bacon and eggs.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 29, 2006, 12:57:27 PM
It was some sort of modular vacuum cleaner.
Post by: Boo_penguin on November 29, 2006, 01:39:09 PM
I was in a videogame-store and none was around. Just me with tons of videogames and consoles, only for me.
So I take a AMIGA32CD, some NES Carts and several misc stuff and runaway.
When I return to my home I open the door pretty happy for my adventure, so the door opens and a giant
ATARI 2600 punch me in the face.
Mind in blank.
I wake up.
Post by: TEM on November 29, 2006, 04:53:23 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on November 29, 2006, 07:26:50 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on November 29, 2006, 07:36:28 PM
Anyway I had a dream that I had a Wii, and- no wait I explained that one already.
Anyway I had another dream that I got a Wii for Christmas, and then I upload- no, I'd rather not explain that one.
Anyway I haven't had many wacko dreams recently, so...
Post by: Vidgmchtr on December 01, 2006, 06:23:38 PM
So, I actually HAD a sharable wacko dream. Just last night.
The dream was fairly coherent though factually inaccurate at a lot of points (most of the beginning of my dream there was some sort of block party and I was reading up information on Frank McCourt (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frank_McCourt) and flashbacks of stuff he apparently did in my dream happened though they didn't in real life).
Though, that was the beginning of the dream, which I forgot most of, and it was pretty boring anyway. I'd say the most wacko part was toward the end.
I was inside of my house, and some guy was there as well, talking to me, telling me stuff I do not remember. I was going to take a walk (the guy followed me and continued to talk as I listened), and as I left, there was an unconscious tanuki (one that looked like the statues, not the actual animal) on my lawn. It was big, approximately 5 feet tall, and probably had a waist twice as big as mine. Oh, it had clothing on. It also seemed to be missing things it carried (it was apparent in my dream I saw the tanuki before). Its clothing consisted of a huge pair of shorts, and a vest (opened). As I continued to walk down the street, there was another unconscious tanuki on another lawn, wearing similar clothing, also having stuff stolen from it.
When I got to a third one, the guy who was talking to me saw the confused look on my face, and asked me what was wrong.
"You know, I thought tanukis only existed in quadrupedal form. And, not in this country."
After I said this, the third one regained consciousness, and looked at the house he was laying in front of. The look on his face quickly changed to an annoyed one, and it walked up to the front door and rang the bell. As it waited it leaned on the railing of the stoop, which it then started to tap on out of boredom.
The guy then quietly laughed and said to me "heh, he thinks the people of that home stole his stuff!"
"Hm?"
"...I stole his stuff."
"And the other two?"
"Those too. They're dead. I killed them. I got lazy by the third one, so I guess I forgot to kill him."
"....."
After that, a loud noise (my alarm) went off, and it was heard by the tanuki, me, and the crazy guy, and I woke up.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 01, 2006, 06:50:44 PM
Post by: The Chef on December 01, 2006, 06:55:22 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 01, 2006, 07:55:45 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 02, 2006, 12:40:50 AM
Post by: bobman37 on December 02, 2006, 12:57:09 AM
Post by: Eclipsed Moon on December 02, 2006, 01:02:08 AM
Post by: The Chef on December 02, 2006, 08:53:55 AM
I appeared in my old grade school, yet I was my current age. For some reason, a bunch of kids who went to my old school were there, and they didn't look any different from the last time I saw them. We were actually in the gym, learning how to ballroom dance. We had to partner up with someone and I ended up with this girl I liked (who was actually the only person in the dream who I didn't know in real life). I was really nervous. Then I find out that we have to put on these bumblebee costumes, which we got from a pile in the corner. I was the last one there and ended up getting an old one that barely fit me and looked different from all the other ones. When it was time to dance, a gorilla busted in through the wall. Remembering what I learned from watching lots of TV, I ran to the jambox and turned on the music we were going to dance to. Then the gorilla began dancing like crazy. Now I needed a way to get it out of there, but it grabbed me by the arms and started to dance with me. Realizing that this was the only way to stop it, I somehow spontaniously gained the ability to dance really well and proceeded to amuse the gorilla by putting on a a really awesome dance performance. After that I was regarded as a hero by the other kids. I need to have dreams like this more often.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 02, 2006, 02:42:00 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 02, 2006, 10:19:28 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 03, 2006, 11:37:55 AM
Post by: AbercrombieBaseball on December 04, 2006, 12:03:52 AM
Post by: Lizard Dude on December 04, 2006, 01:55:06 AM
Post by: Eclipsed Moon on December 04, 2006, 02:05:03 AM
Post by: AbercrombieBaseball on December 04, 2006, 02:38:23 PM
I'm at the mall with some of my friends. I am going to pick up some polos at Abercrombie when I am told to go outside to tend to an emergency. Men move me into what was once a store and is now a chamber. Inside are my friends (who somehow got from Abercrombie to this chamber). They are all tied up except for a few. They are getting rounded up. I wind up talking to one of my buddies but he falls down and is taken away. One of them starts rambling on and on (he does it all the time in real life as well). He too goes down. There's another guy who is being chased by a man with scissors. He falls into another friend of mine (she falls down when he collides). Another guy hurts his back while trying to escape. It looks like all my "free" friends are tied up now. Then, in the middle of the room, is one of them. She's wearing a white top and looks terrified. Sweat is pouring down this girl like crazy. I go in to see what's up and she just grabs ahold of me. I do the same to her, telling her everything wil be okay. These weird guys wearing weird black clothes surround us and we embrace very tightly as if something will happen. Both of us were perspiring like crazy at this point. I woke up as soon as the guy who rambles on and on yelled something.
This dream happened in July 2005. I've been puzzled by it ever since.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 04, 2006, 06:58:39 PM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on December 04, 2006, 09:03:25 PM
Last night I had a dream that I was wandering aimlessly in my school. I was the only one there. I looked out the window, to find that it was daytime. I wandered around until I found a secret room, that had nothing but a giant set of decending stairs. I walked down, and the door closed. It was all dark, and I started running down the stairs. Somehow, I didn't fall down. I ran, and ran, until I got to the actual part of the room. It had this giant, barricaded door, with minefield signs and barbed wire. I lit a match, found a stone, and threw it against the door and it made this "poof" like sound and everything turned into a puff of white smoke and the stuff dissappeared. I got out, and there were some trucks outside unloading various boxes of stuff. One guy dragged a submarine out, and I stole it for some reason or another and somehow took it to a lake where I found my brother and my mom. Me, my mom and my brother went in the submarine, and went into the lake. The submarine, however didn't work, and we sank to the bottom. Somehow, I warped out of the lake while my brother and my mom were trapped. I felt sad, and started walking and I walked into this door, and somehow, it lead to my colset. There was all of the stuff that was always there, but there was also aLEGO submarine and two LEGO figures. I walked out, and I was in my house. I felt really depressed, and tried to call someone. But there were nothing in the house. I mean nothing; it looked like an old, unoccupied home. Nobody was outside, there were no cars passing by. Nobody. I was in total iscolation. I started feeling depressed, and slowly limped to the kitchen to see if there was any sign of my godparants, friends, or my dad. Or my brother and my mom, to see if anybody rescued them. There was nothing. Then I woke up.
Wow, this is one of the most depressing dreams I've ever had. But does it mean anything...?
Post by: BP on December 08, 2006, 01:50:34 AM
Post by: Jman on December 17, 2006, 11:29:16 PM
Post by: AbercrombieBaseball on December 17, 2006, 11:42:34 PM
But I keep having a recurring dream. I keep dreaming it's Spring 2005 again. The time of year seems to vary but it's always between late February and early June. The same people are always there. In Spring 2005 I was in high school and was a senior, and most of my dreams seem to take place at my high school. The people in the dream are my closest friends from there and occasionally a teacher or two seems to show up.
Am I having these because I loved high school so much and I miss these people dearly? They've recurred more often since a few weeks ago when I went back to my high school for a day to observe a teacher (I'm an ed major in college). I also had a nice conversation with one of my old friends after school and I think we both realized that we really missed each other--she was like a sister to me, both older and younger--this girl helped me set my life straight and if it weren't for her I wouldn't be where I am now but she's also three years younger than me so we both sort of feed off each other for advice. She shows up in my dreams a lot even though we are not in a romantic relationship yet she is one of only three people I trust with telling my life secrets to (the other two being my best buddy, 32 years old and pretty much my big bro; and my old baseball coach who is like a father to me).
Could it be I am going back to these days a lot because I no longer have this trio at college and although I seem pretty cool, confident, outgoing, popular, etc on the outside I am bottling too much up and I want to think of better times when I had these people plus a bunch of other friends who I think about on a daily basis even though I've got plenty more buddies at college?
Post by: Jman on December 18, 2006, 04:38:52 PM
Post by: Eclipsed Moon on December 18, 2006, 04:40:29 PM
Post by: Jman on December 19, 2006, 03:28:55 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 19, 2006, 03:31:35 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on December 19, 2006, 11:20:01 PM
I had a pretty crazy dream just the other night. I was in Wind Ensemble class, and in the dream the school apparently had a pool. And, we rehearsed. Under water. With bathing suits on. Amazing how the brass instruments didn't rust and the woodwind instruments didn't get damaged as we played for over half an hour. I also found it amuzing that we sounded good, considering that sound travels better in H2O than in O2.
Showing off the subscript and spoiler tags for no reason, seeing as I could've just typed out "water" and "oxygen" much quicker? You bet.
Post by: Jman on December 19, 2006, 11:25:58 PM
Are you sure you're not confusing "making sense" with something else, Jman?
Let's just say I was very confused when I first saw Tommy, and I've heard a lot about Rocky Horror. Napolean Dynamite was just thrown into my sentence for comedic purposes.
Post by: Eclipsed Moon on December 20, 2006, 12:13:22 AM
As for RHPS, don't try to say anything unless you've seen it.
Post by: AbercrombieBaseball on December 21, 2006, 01:32:35 AM
Anyway, on to my most recent wacko dream. I'm back at my alma mater and it's all deserted. Sealed up. I go outside and there is my best buddy (not a student there), my baseball coach, and a girl who went to my school. They for some reason want in the back entrance and claim that the school will be doomed if they don't get in there. Well, they get in. The girl, who was on crutches, goes into the band room and I didn't see her again. My best buddy runs down toward the science rooms. Coach just sort of stands there and panics, sort of like if the team was down 9-1 in the third inning. I'm standing there with Coach and I'm just as puzzled as he is. My best buddy starts running back and some force appeared to be working against him. Then I wonder what happened to the girl. Coach is still standing there doing nothing. Then I wake up.
Post by: Luigison on December 22, 2006, 10:05:55 AM
*I kinda woke up as my wife open the garage door*
Now I was viewing a huge scene in the third person.
The greedy nemesis was launching the bracelets to Earth. I saw the detail of his control room, the launch area, etc. But that is just detail so I'll get back to the story of my dream.
My nemesis turned when I said something. (The scene was back to first person with me as the hero. Presumably we had beat the alien and caught up to him too late.)
*I slightly awoke again. I think my wife closed the garage door.*
My crew and I were locked in a room. I found a terminal and used to to write a warning to Earth. I don't remember the whole message, but I strangely ended with a message to my wife (not my real wife). "This part is to my wife who is ..."
*I awoke again. This time it was because Hannah was awake. I couldn't remember the "..." part, but had a feeling was something like suicide, divorce, or something equally bad. I also had the feeling of being like Indiana Jones in character, but looking like the hero in Serenity. It was a scene more like Alien vs. Predator, but with a Doctor Who feel. This could be because I just bought a Serenity DVD to give my father and have been watching Doctor Who (the fourth doctor) DVDs. It's strange that the whole dream was like bits of movies.
Edit: I think I know why I had that dream now. Last night, I think it was around 2 AM, I watch a silent b/w version of Star Wars on YouTube and though to myself that it be cool to write something like Star Wars that would be made into a movie, but there were so many of those type of everyman scifi movies that were mostly boring to me. (I prefer deep hard science fiction novels over most movies.) Although Star Wars was entertaining and fun to watch, it wasn't very stimulating.
Edit 2: I think the message to the hero's wife was from one of Arthur Clark's movies.
Post by: Pt_Peach on December 23, 2006, 06:21:02 PM
I dreamed that I came home and my step-dad had been in my room and he had smashed my gamecube to bits and broken all of my game in half and thrown them all over the floor and the only thing that was safe was my DS in my coat pocket and this dream freaked me out!!! (Sorry for the run-on sentence)
Post by: MaxVance on December 23, 2006, 07:08:44 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 23, 2006, 09:16:33 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 24, 2006, 11:13:03 AM
[10:35:03] <Chup|inert> and his eventual goal was to find Bird Person for some reason
[10:38:56] <Chup|inert> he was eventually seen heading to hawaii
Also I remember at one point that he thought he may have found Bird Person's father. For some reason, he and the unknown people around him discovered that this person might not have been a man. Then someone said something like it could have been a woman and she just "rocked out." It turned out to be the wrong person, anyway.
Post by: GiftedGirl on December 24, 2006, 03:02:28 PM
"I dreamed I was a Chevy Lumina and I was putting a pair of socks on. I couldn't put the socks on where they were supposed to go(because I had tires, not feet) so I just put them on my rear-view mirrors. It was very strange."
Post by: SushieBoy on December 24, 2006, 04:53:25 PM
Post by: spamspamspamspam on December 27, 2006, 06:01:41 PM
The other night, I had a dream where there was a funeral for the Nintendo GameCube. All these video game characters were there, Mario, Luigi, Wario, Waluigi, Bowser, Yoshi, Kirby, Link, Sonic, Snake, and for some reason, Spongebob and Ness.
The epitaph on the gravestone read: "We Hardly Knew Ye"
Post by: spamspamspamspam on December 27, 2006, 06:19:37 PM
Post by: GiftedGirl on December 27, 2006, 06:33:29 PM
You are just saying that, because you are crazy for cars.
No, I really did have that dream. If I was just saying that, I would have thrown Guido in somehow.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on December 28, 2006, 11:58:09 AM
The Wind Ensemble I am in was going to have our Winter Concert performed in a theater in New York City (I have no idea why, but if that really happened, that would be totally awesome). Unfortunately, the concert was terrible. It even ended in the middle of the third piece because everyone was off tempo and playing incorrect pitches, and to top it all off, lots of people were still putting together their instruments or missing entirely (I myself wasn't even ready until the middle of the second piece). The conductor stopped in the middle of the piece to lecture us, and the audience just left the auditorium as if the concert had just ended.
We also learned that some of the musicians (key ones) died in an accident in a room not too far from the theater shortly before the concert, hence their absence. The dream ended with one of the conductors asking me "So are you going to drive home, or are you going to take a cab?", and I didn't answer, because I realized that in a dream I had earlier I was taking a train to the city and had tickets for the return trip in my pocket.
Plus a cab drive across three or four counties would be quite expensive, I believe.
(If you remember my post in HOPEFUL, you'd remember that we did great at the concert in real life, to the point of the conductors being in awe.)
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 29, 2006, 05:01:26 PM
Sequence
I had a dream that I was driving my dad's truck to front street, and the inside of the truck was a mess. Papers and wrappers were laying all over the inside. It was night out, and I got to the Northgate plaza on front street (for those of you who are wondering, front street is a popular hang out spot, it has lots of convienience stores, gas stations, grocery stores, and such.)
I went in to Eckerd's and saw my friend Brian. He was with his dad and he told me that trevor had given him some money to get something, but instead Brian gave me the money. And his dad says "That boy trevor is an idiot." So I walk out with a candy bar and I'm walking towards the truck as I see a million familiar faces.
I get into the truck and everything is everywhere on the inside, my ipod headphones were tangled around my arms. I left the parking lot to the main road, and started back down Route 11 towards my house. It started to get really hot in the truck with the heat on and my jacket was still on, so I cracked the window a little bit.
This is where things started to get a little wacko as I was passing the church that we go to. I'm passing the church, and things seem to get much slower. I'm looking down the road ahead of me and at the houses on the left side. All the houses were in a cube shape except for the roof and did not have any walls, but instead had pillars at each corner of the roof. When I looked inside them from the vehicle, there were matresses and thats all that was in them, and they took up much of the space. The matresses, all synched up with each house, would levitate, turn around in the air, and then set back down, and then repeat the process.
On the left side of the street, I looked toward the ground where the gutter was. There were dead man's cloths lying there. When I say dead man's cloths I saw a trenchcoat with stab wounds on it and blood stains, there were also shoes a hat and pants and shirt. But there was no bady to go with the cloths.
Then I look ahead of me on the road and there is this screaming banshee in front of me.
And thats when I woke up.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on December 31, 2006, 12:48:07 PM
Post by: SushieBoy on January 01, 2007, 07:34:40 PM
Post by: BP on January 05, 2007, 03:28:42 PM
First, it was Christmas. We weren't where we were on the actual day, though. I was asked by my dad to go to Target and get the best pliers I could find. So I went there and there were, like, super-powerful pliers right by the door. I decided that since I got the pliers so quickly, I'd go buy a game. (I saw John/ViRUS on the way there)
I go to the game section and I started looking for Yoshi's Island DS, which is strange since I don't really have any plans of getting it in real life... and like I've experienced so many times, what I want is not there. Oddly, though, there was a stack of DS boxes, but thinner, and the logo on the left side was the GBA one. Most of them simply had a picture of one Pokemon and no description. I think I commented to myself, "They need to stop making so many of these games..."
My mom showed up and said, "You're taking forever, and you're not even looking for pliers!! come on..." That dream kind of faded and I was at school. It looked nothing like it at all, and John had transferred there over Christmas (I wish). So it's me, G-Dawg, and ViRUS, and I guess it's lunch. I take a look at G-Dawg's cell phone and it has the ability to tune in to TV stations. The Super Mario Bros. Super Show is on! He's like, "What's that, a commercial?" and I'm like, "Nah, back in the day Mario actually had a TV show. And if I can find a bunch of errors in TMK I could win the DVD, but Suffix is probably going to win."
For some reason we stayed on campus. The snack bar is weird-looking, and the lady who works at the bowling alley is the cashier. Don't know why. John (ViRUS) tries ordering a hamburger with fries and there's some complication... So he can't get fries. The burgers are ridiculously expensive, and they're burgers like they have at the gas station, definitely not like the ones at the bowling alley. And then I woke up...
In real life, I was using pliers last night to get the stuff out of the wheels in my computer chair. I saw ViRUS in Target last week, he was stuck in the part that beeps if you didn't pay for something, which was going off by mistake... it happens. Vidgmchtr has been talking about YIDS lately (which likely triggered the part of the dream where I'm looking for it). Whenever I go out looking for games, I can never find what I want (like in the dream!!). Last night in #tmk, Br26 asked who was getting Diamond/Pearl and I replied with "Nah, there are too many Pokemon for me to handle" or something similar. ViRUS tried to transfer over Christmas break, couldn't, but will be in time for next year. The part about the SMB:SS explains itself--the contest in TMK and Suffix winning so far (out of us in #tmk). I can't really relate anything else in the dream to real life, except that the lady who works at the bowling alley (I don't even know her name) was just like in real life--she likes to pick on me. And somewhere in the dream, I don't know where, I had another outburst about "lol," probably triggered by CTOAN popping in #tmk yesterday and saying "Lol." before anything happened. I had a bit of an outburst then... :S
Post by: kirbyman on January 05, 2007, 06:28:28 PM
I was running in a field of white lab mice. And suddenly, I felt the earth tilt about 90 degrees down. IT WAS WIERD (again) I TELLS YA!!! (again)
Finnaly, Samus Aran...Period.
Post by: kirbyman on January 05, 2007, 08:15:29 PM
Post by: The Chef on January 05, 2007, 08:19:20 PM
Post by: kirbyman on January 06, 2007, 07:45:18 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on January 06, 2007, 07:54:32 PM
Post by: MaxVance on January 06, 2007, 08:01:07 PM
Post by: AbercrombieBaseball on January 07, 2007, 02:01:43 AM
I somehow got abducted by my dad (who is non-custodial and has never tried to abduct me before). He was forcing me to go to my old college that I hated and transferred from. Well, he let me get out of the car once I got to the building that was once my dorm so I run toward the direction of the student union. There's this big office building/mall type place there and I get on board an elevator with some creepy lady. I get off and then get back on so I can be in the elevator alone. The place has 12 floors and I get up to the top level and see a guy with grey hair and a goatee there. Then I see one of my friends from high school. She's walking along and looks concerned and is coming to tell me something when this goatee guy (who is dressed in a white lab coat) takes a shaker of something out of his pocket (looked like salt) and dumped it on the girl. This girl somehow turned into a tomato. I punched the guy out of the way, picked up the tomato, and went downstairs. The goatee/lab coat guy and some old professors who hated me were all there (on the third floor). Meanwhile I'm running around with this tomato in my hand and eventually walk outside to find my grandparents flagging me down. I get in their car, we drive to their house, my dad tries to chase in his car but gets lost or crashes (don't remember which), and I still have this tomato that was my friend in my hand. Just as my mom is about to arrive to take me home, I wake up (still with my friend as a tomato in my hand).
ANY INTERPRETATION OR HELP ON THIS IS GREATLY APPRECIATED. I FEEL VERY HAUNTED BY THIS DREAM AND I DON'T NORMALLY GET LIKE THAT.
Post by: The Chef on January 07, 2007, 11:29:39 AM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on January 07, 2007, 12:47:44 PM
Post by: The Chef on January 12, 2007, 05:50:06 PM
Anyway, the first thing I'd like to mention is that I've never had a dream this vivid featuring the H*R cast. In fact, I don't think I've ever had any dreams featuring them at all before now.
The dream was like this. All the characters were apparently staying at my house for the night, as it was nighttime for most of the dream. I think I only saw Strong Bad, Homestar, Marzipan, Bubs and Strong Mad. I can't remember why the others weren't there. I think Strong Sad didn't get invited or something, and The Cheat and Coach Z might've been there, but the first five are the ones I know for sure. The thing was, though, Senor Cardgage also showed up, which made Strong Bad really happy, so I had to let him stay. The problem? He was never around when everyone else was, and whenever I was alone, he'd show up near me. I even caught him raiding my fridge behind my back.
I tried to convince Strong Bad that he really wasn't as cool as he thought he was and that he was probably up to something, but to no avail. Nobody else believed me either, not even my own mother. Eventually, something happened outside, and we all went to investigate. for some reason it was abnormally foggy out, and all I could see were the character's silhouettes. I also saw Senor Cardgage's silhouette in the distance, but nobody else saw it. Eventually they decided that it was just the neighbors or a stray animal or something and went back in. I knew it was Senor Cardgage, though.
As I was walking back in, I heard someone behind me. I turn around, and I see that it's only Homsar. He apparently wanted to come over too, but none of the other characters let him due to not liking him. I kinda felt sorry for him and I told him I thought he was cool, after which he thanked me by actually speaking in a coherent sentence. I think I may have had control of what I was dreaming at this point, possibly from being half-awake. Then I think I fell back to full sleep again, because the dream cut into a second part. This part of the dream involved me and my cousin in a pharmacy store eating candy bars. I think I was afraid of running into Senor Cardgage again, implying that this was a continuation of the first part of the dream.
Very weird indeed.
Post by: kirbyman on January 14, 2007, 10:32:39 AM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on January 14, 2007, 10:46:45 AM
Post by: The Chef on January 14, 2007, 11:30:35 AM
Post by: MaxVance on January 14, 2007, 12:34:11 PM
Post by: The Chef on January 14, 2007, 12:58:45 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on January 25, 2007, 12:32:04 PM
I was dreaming that I was in my bedroom, and my mother was sitting on my bed with what I thought was a new cat. I asked her what the cat's name was, and she told me it was not new, she just used a remote to change her fur color, gender, and size.
She then gave this odd remote to me, and told me that you can change pretty much every physical trait of yourself. Skeptical, I went into the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror, and tried to use it to change my skin color. Surely enough, my skin color darkened noticeably. Thankfully, there was a "revert to normal" button on the remote that changed me back to my normal skin color. My mother left my room, and I went to my computer, continuing to look at the remote, to also see that it didn't just change physical traits, but other things, such as sexual orientation (odd...). I DID see that weight and height were options on the remote, but I was happy with my own, but eventually tried those out anyway. I went into the bathroom again, knowing I could just revert myself back to normal, and used the down button on the weight, and watched myself get skinnier in the mirror. The height part of the remote was not a button, but rather a touch sensitive thingy that you'd put your thumb on and move it up or down to change your height. Jokingly, I set it to make it look like I was a tall, skinny freak. I went downstairs to show my mom, and she said "Don't do that, go put yourself back to normal".
Then I woke up.
Post by: Kojinka on January 25, 2007, 03:59:59 PM
Post by: Ultima Shadow on January 25, 2007, 05:17:19 PM
I haven't eaten corn in two months!
Perhaps that's why. :o
Anyway, I once had a dream that involved me going into my school library, giving a bag to an Oompa Loompa and getting a note from the Oompa Loompa. I forgot what it said, but someone I knew wanted to read it but I wouldn't let them. My music teacher then appeared and called me racist (wtd), but it was not long before I got into a discussion with one of my friends about jelly.
Incredibly strange and not too detailed, but it has confused me for days.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on February 14, 2007, 12:18:07 AM
It was a normal school day. The day ended, and I was about to go on my bus, when a friend decides to stop me and talk with me for a short while. After a minute or two, something really strange happened. an empty school bus had fallen out of nowhere upside-down onto the bus I was going to be on had not my friend decided to stop to speak with me.
It was pretty scary, at first it just laid there, upside-down on top of the school bus, with the children in it looking up in shock and confusement. Then the top bus crushed it, killing everyone inside. This happened before mine and my friend's eyes, no one else had seen the huge crushing.
It was pretty disgusting, inside the bottom bus was a bloody mess, the windows were shattered, and one student's arm was sticking out of where a window used to be, with the hand missing.
I was pretty traumatized by the whole thing, and cried to various people about how I could've been killed by it.
What made this whole dream scarier for me is that I asked various people in it if I was dreaming or not, and their reply was "No, this is really happening".
Post by: BP on February 14, 2007, 12:38:15 AM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on February 14, 2007, 05:53:47 AM
Post by: Kojinka on February 14, 2007, 07:51:19 AM
Post by: Pt_Peach on February 14, 2007, 08:45:44 AM
Post by: The Chef on February 14, 2007, 01:52:17 PM
Post by: The Chef on March 09, 2007, 06:59:10 PM
Remember the friend I sent the rose to whom I mentioned in the Valentine's Day topics? Last night she dreamed she told me she was planning our wedding and I was confused to death. XD
Post by: Jman on March 09, 2007, 10:44:42 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on March 10, 2007, 12:24:58 PM
Post by: Kojinka on March 14, 2007, 07:06:08 AM
Post by: The Chef on March 14, 2007, 12:43:22 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on March 14, 2007, 06:02:13 PM
Post by: Suffix on March 14, 2007, 06:13:23 PM
Post by: The Chef on March 14, 2007, 06:35:10 PM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on March 14, 2007, 06:45:32 PM
Post by: Mr. Wiggles on March 14, 2007, 07:30:43 PM
The other day I dreamt of being in some Transylvania-like location, complete with vampires and a creepy castle in a forest. Some old men led me to a cave full of vampires, and I had to face some large monster that resembled Paul Wight. I remember losing until this girl saved me. Too bad I woke up soon after.
Post by: MaxVance on March 15, 2007, 03:37:07 PM
I dreamt I was exploring an enemy stronghold (disguised as a soup kitchen)When I read that, it at first sounded like you were disguised as a soup kitchen.
Post by: Kojinka on March 16, 2007, 03:10:26 PM
Smells like a Paper Zelda...Yeah, I'm willing to bet it was gonna be Paper Mario related, but, somehow, Zelda got into the picture, and I dreamed up a Zelda game with Paper Mario-esque humor
Post by: Pt_Peach on March 16, 2007, 06:36:51 PM
Post by: The Chef on March 17, 2007, 07:14:16 AM
Post by: Luigison on March 17, 2007, 09:04:48 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on March 18, 2007, 08:47:06 AM
Post by: Pt_Peach on March 18, 2007, 09:46:14 AM
Recently, I have nicknamed one of my (boy) friends "Smiley" because he has this wonderful, day-brightening smile. Then the night before last, I had a dream that I was a criminal and I had such a charming smile that the police nicknamed me "Smiley" and told everyone else on the force "Don't be fooled by the grin".
Post by: superstarMASIAH on March 18, 2007, 02:39:43 PM
Post by: Kojinka on March 18, 2007, 06:20:26 PM
(when I was typing this I accidentally added a 'g' at the end of 'Python' ahahahah!!!)
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on March 31, 2007, 06:34:03 AM
Post by: Glorb on March 31, 2007, 10:31:15 AM
I was a truck driver, driving on some lonely rural road at night. Suddenly, a police car came up out of nowhere and told me to pull over, which I did. The cop told me to give him my license and registration, and when I ducked down to get it (because, for some reason, I kept it under my seat), the cop attacked me with an axe. I dodged him and quickly sped off. Suddenly, three or four rusty-looking trucks were driving alongside me and tried to ram me off the road. I managed to ram one of them off the guard rail, but then I suddenly lost control and my trailer full of exploding barrels detached. A bunch of barrels bounced towards the purusers' trucks and blew them up. However, my truck was on fire, too, so I jumped out and rolled on the pavement just as the truck exploded. Suddenly, tons of guys, wielding torches, guns and chainsaws, came running at me; I did a roundhouse kick on one of them, took his totch, and threw it at a bunch of the guys, which made them explode. I then ran over to a pay phone and dialled 911, but that made me wake up.
That would make such an awesome movie.
Post by: The Chef on March 31, 2007, 01:00:52 PM
Can you really explode someone with a torch?
Post by: Glorb on April 01, 2007, 08:05:30 AM
Post by: The Chef on April 01, 2007, 02:04:33 PM
Post by: GiftedGirl on April 03, 2007, 03:41:36 PM
Post by: The Chef on April 03, 2007, 05:01:04 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on April 03, 2007, 05:06:20 PM
It began with these two Ninjas fighting, and one of them got the upper hand. But just when he was about to finish the other one, he transformed into a girl! I woke up in a sweat, almost crying, I think.
Post by: GiftedGirl on April 04, 2007, 07:00:45 AM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on April 04, 2007, 12:06:13 PM
Post by: Glorb on April 04, 2007, 01:50:16 PM
Apparently, I was in Resident Evil 4, and was fighting off some villagers. Suddenly, one of their heads exploded, revealing a parasite; however, it was extremely dumb-looking and looked like an old PS1 low-polygon model with a big, vertical mouth. It suddenly had a close-up and the words "The Harrison Bug" appeared underneath it. Fearing for my life (because The Harrison Bug is a bigger threat than chainsaw-wielding nutjobs), I ran inside a house, where I came across a large couch. Naturally, it opened up, revealing a really fat guy, and suddenly the "You Are Dead" message appeared onscreen, even though I wasn't touched. Then, for some reason, I woke up in a cold sweat; apparently, the dream was much scarier in my sleep.
Post by: GiftedGirl on April 04, 2007, 03:27:49 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on April 04, 2007, 07:17:45 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 13, 2007, 03:45:11 PM
Post by: Kojinka on May 15, 2007, 04:05:14 PM
My dream from last night was as follows:You need to stop playing RE4 in dark rooms at 3 am, Glorb. lol
Apparently, I was in Resident Evil 4, and was fighting off some villagers. Suddenly, one of their heads exploded, revealing a parasite; however, it was extremely dumb-looking and looked like an old PS1 low-polygon model with a big, vertical mouth. It suddenly had a close-up and the words "The Harrison Bug" appeared underneath it. Fearing for my life (because The Harrison Bug is a bigger threat than chainsaw-wielding nutjobs), I ran inside a house, where I came across a large couch. Naturally, it opened up, revealing a really fat guy, and suddenly the "You Are Dead" message appeared onscreen, even though I wasn't touched. Then, for some reason, I woke up in a cold sweat; apparently, the dream was much scarier in my sleep.
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on June 13, 2007, 10:30:43 PM
In another dream, I was in some kind of market, and this scary-looking old lady was coming after me around the isles. She had the same hairstyle as the creepy grandma person in the movie "The Others", and had bright blue eyes (which are creepy-looking sometimes). She was feet away from me and smiling menacingly, about to attack somehow, and just before she got to me, I said ">restore" and was shoved backwards in time, escaping her clutches.
Post by: N64 Chick on June 14, 2007, 08:11:54 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 14, 2007, 09:32:52 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on June 14, 2007, 11:41:59 PM
Post by: Suffix on June 15, 2007, 12:12:34 AM
I had a most bizarre dream yesterday night, in which I was trapped on an heavily forested island with a bunch of scruffy people I didn't like too much, such as Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka. The island had a small group of buildings (pirate-built, I assume) which looked very much like the Pike Place Market (http://www.pikeplacemarket.org/), only with less buildings, lights, and items other than meat. I tried on many occasions to escape, but all my boats were either sabotaged by Wonka's cronies, or were somehow untied from the dock when I wasn't looking. A group of Vikings even came, demanding a tribute-- a boat or my life. Needless to say, I wasn't able to go anywhere.
The worst part was that I couldn't wake up. It took a loud yell from my mother at 11:00 AM to finally help me get off that horrid island.
Post by: bobman37 on June 15, 2007, 11:01:51 AM
Like, a long time ago, I had a dream where I was in my basement using a sword to fight bad guys with the Power Rangers. In retrospect, that would have been a totally awesome dream, but for some reason I was scared. So I tried to wake myself up and I couldn't.
Post by: Kojinka on June 15, 2007, 10:21:45 PM
Post by: Rao on August 19, 2007, 12:39:32 PM
Post by: MaxVance on August 19, 2007, 11:33:36 PM
Post by: Super-Jesse on August 19, 2007, 11:43:59 PM
Me, my wife, and 4 of our friends were dressed as videogame characters. Of course, I was Mario, my wife was herself (?), and my friends were Link, Kirby, Luigi, and Toad. We were in this tall building, and all of sudden Zombies (yes, zombies) started attacking us. We tried to escape, but my friend dressed as Kirby was bitten, and he turned into some deranged dinosaur evil monster thing. My friends and I ran to the parking garage, but I tripped. They got away and Kirby-saur came running towards me. I dodged him, and he was sealed in this middle "room", one before the parking garage (where my friends had sealed the door) and after the main hall (where I was). So I naturally locked him in there and went around, down the stairs. When I was running over to the parking lot, I saw the room was empty, and he can broken the seal I put. I ran into the parking garage, grabbed a feather (Cape Mario), and dashed back out with the hugest Hammer ever. Before he came out of the building, I waited next to the door and when he stormed out I smacked him back and out! With the Zombies coming, I threw the hammer at them and flew up to my friends. I had a short talk with them about what happened, and we decided we had to take on all the Zombies ourselves. We jumped off the parking garage and straight into the Zombie horde.
And then I woke up.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on August 26, 2007, 06:24:10 PM
I dreamt that my father, brother and I had just left some place, and were in a parking lot not too far away from home. My brother and father went into my father's Mustang, telling me to follow them home. I hop into my van, start it up, and realize that the Mustang was long gone. Not knowing what way they went, I quickly chose a path home that I knew of.
At some point, the van turned into me riding my bicycle. As I was riding that, a bunch of planes started going appearing above me, flying in the opposite direction, and they were all shaped like bloated missiles. Then, they started dropping bombs. They weren't strong bombs, they could not kill or dismember, just hurt really badly. I had to dodge them, on my bike. People were outside, as well, also trying to not get hit. Some were unsuccessful, and the ones that got hit dropped to the ground in pain. I got fairly good at dodging them, but the final plane dropped a bomb that landed in front of my bike (and later on in the dream, apparently hit me instead). I flew off my bike and fell in a ditch on the side of the road, dirty, and in pain.
The scene skipped to me arriving at my house. My mother was shocked to see me in the condition I was in, and my father was annoyed at the fact that I did not follow him home in his car. Feeling too tired to explain why I went the way I did, I just sat on the couch, and looked at the TV. A news program interrupted whatever was on, and it showed a dramatic montage of people getting hit by the bombs from the planes with sappy music playing in the background, and the montage had ended after a few seconds, with my own spill from the bike being the last one. A reporter then came on and told about terrorists flying by various local areas dropping bombs where I lived.
"That was me. See?" I said.
"Oh, that's terrible!" Said my mother.
My father didn't say anything, but stopped being annoyed at me.
In the following days after the incident, I was at a gathering, and I told a few friends about what had happened to me. Apparently, one of my friends was taking drugs and quit cold turkey once she heard I was one of the victims.
....*This next part of the dream I don't remember very clearly, but in this time, the terrorists turned into random delinquents who enjoyed ruining peoples' days*....
I was walking down the street the following day, and the delinquents appeared from their hiding places and started pelting more bombs. I quickly ran to the middle of the road, and somehow was able to slide on my belly down the road, using my legs to push. I eventually came to a road where delinquents weren't allowed, and a bunch of them went "awww" as I got there, and I got to wherever I wanted to go.
That night, My father took me and my brother to a Checkers fast food restaurant, though we went to a location that is a Dunkin' Donuts in real life. We ate in the car, and I told my father that I did not feel safe anymore, with the constant barrage of bombs.
The dream pretty much ended there. Very bizarre.
Post by: Mack_The_Knife on August 28, 2007, 07:07:49 AM
Post by: Kojinka on August 28, 2007, 11:49:59 AM
I have reccuring dreams that may be partly inspired from Final Fantasy 4. I'm a knight, doing stuff, but eventually I end up climbing a mountain. At the top, there's a ball of light and a sword. I take the sword, and poof! I've been transformed into some idiot wearing a funny hat. It's lime green, with a feather growing out of it. Not put in, growing out!that kind of reminds me of the US LttP commercial.
Post by: CoconutMikeNIke on August 29, 2007, 03:25:28 PM
Post by: Nintendoobsessed on October 30, 2007, 07:06:51 PM
Post by: Suffix on October 30, 2007, 08:38:57 PM
Without further ado, my first entry since its instatement is "Aliens Attack Again, Cool Sword." (http://iansuffix.kontek.net/subcon/)
Please note that despite the consistently fascinating content of my dreams, I am not a great story teller. You probably won't find any gripping narratives, but you might find something funny.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on October 30, 2007, 11:01:20 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on October 31, 2007, 07:45:35 PM
Post by: Hacker Pikachu 25 on November 01, 2007, 08:53:01 PM
Post by: Boo Dudley on November 01, 2007, 09:21:55 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on November 02, 2007, 02:26:52 PM
Post by: Mr. Melee on November 02, 2007, 07:20:46 PM
I hate it when I realize I'm dreaming, and I try to wake myself up but I can't.
Like, a long time ago, I had a dream where I was in my basement using a sword to fight bad guys with the Power Rangers. In retrospect, that would have been a totally awesome dream, but for some reason I was scared. So I tried to wake myself up and I couldn't.
Man, do I ever hate those dreams. They're just so weird. You can feel yourself trying to move, but your [part of the brain that controls sleeping] keeps your body unconscious. It's very weird, and I hope I'll understand it one day.
Post by: Glorb on November 03, 2007, 10:38:06 PM
Post by: Jman on November 05, 2007, 01:19:33 AM
Post by: Suffix on November 05, 2007, 02:12:22 AM
Post by: TEM on November 05, 2007, 11:23:07 AM
I first realized I was in a dream state and not just thinking about things when there was a Smash Brothers style battle going on in a grocery store where I used to work. At first it was Game & Watch vs. Link; they fought in front of rows of carts, as a stage hazard the carts would back out into the field of battle and become obstructions. As the short battle went on G&W morphed into Young Link. At first he just started to make Young Link vocalizations (in the dream I consciously thought that was weird and that the game was glitching, my ability to really think was my first hint at lucidity), then the moves, then the body came. After the Young Link appeared I realized I was dreaming. I looked around, away from the battle. I was in my room and had been looking at my television, I wasn't actually a "real" spectator in the game. At this point I realized I was having a dream and aware of it at the same time.
I remember reading about lucid dreams and that they say if you look at your hands in a dream they will be doing something weird or will look strange. I looked at my hands to find that they were only palms. My fingers were missing. In the dream I groaned "Oh God" at the horror of it. But being aware that I was in a dream some what lessened the nightmarish quality of the discovery.
This is the strange part.
I looked back at the screen to find nothing but static. I thought to myself that I can do anything in this dream. Instead of thinking about it and going on an awesome flying adventure around the world/through space, I closed my eyes and thought really hard, "I can do ANYTHING I WANT."; expecting something miraculous to happen. Instead when I wrenched open my eyes I opened my real world eyes too. For about three seconds I stared with my eyes half open. In the lower half of my vision where my eyelid had departed I saw my real bedroom wall. On the upper half of my vision where the eyelid still covered my eye I still saw the glow of my dream television.
I would have closed my eyes and attempted to keep dreaming, which I think may have been possible, but I saw a rather large spider on my real world wall. I concentrated on the lower half of my vision to decide for sure if I was seeing this spider (it was dark in the room, the spider was the color of the wall). I decided I could and had a brief struggle to wake up. Eventually the dream let go and I was able to fully open my eyes. I quickly grabbed a notebook lying beside my bed and smashed the wall where the spider had been. When I pulled back the notebook no sign of the spider could be found. Whether it had been a figment of dream escaping into my real world vision or it had simply moved when I turned to get the notebook I do not know.
I got up, sat on the edge of my bed and mourned for the adventures I could have had in my lucid dream.
P.S.: The thing with me accidentally waking myself up was worse than it seems because wrenching my eyes closed, screaming in my mind, and then opening my eyes is a trick I've successfully used to wake myself from a dream countless times in my life. I should have known better :(
Post by: Lizard Dude on November 05, 2007, 08:01:52 PM
Post by: BP on December 23, 2007, 05:14:41 PM
Post by: Suffix on December 23, 2007, 05:42:02 PM
I recently had a dream where G-man was running/oppressing this town, where the poor people hid in this virtual reality sector. My cousin Allie lived there, for some reason. I don't remember much more than falling down the center of a tall stairwell, landing safely. I also remember some sort of secret path and actions that let me into the secret sector.
Post by: ShadowBrain on December 23, 2007, 10:04:42 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on April 28, 2008, 03:12:31 PM
The latter are more common for me, just the other night I dreamt a huge amount of insects had gotten into most of our food, and a huge worm was crawling in our ice cream (I found out while eating it).
Also, bees. They seem to be separate from my other bad dreams involving insects.
Post by: Suffix on April 28, 2008, 03:26:44 PM
Post by: Lizard Dude on April 28, 2008, 03:30:19 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on April 28, 2008, 03:50:36 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on April 28, 2008, 04:09:47 PM
In a bizarre coincidence, I was thinking about common themes of my bad dreams this morning and realized that I dream a lot about realizing I've forgotten a class I had registered for and am now horribly failing it, being halfway through the semester. I don't think I had realized that I've dreamt this multiple times until today.I had a similar dream during high school, I read my report card and saw a class I was failing, and I forgot I registered for that class, so the next day I went in and apologized profusely about forgetting to attend the class.
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 28, 2008, 06:58:39 PM
...Yeah, I'm weird.
Post by: Lizard Dude on April 28, 2008, 08:02:04 PM
Would you use a horizontal attack or vertical? Or maybe a throw?
Post by: Captain Jim on April 28, 2008, 08:06:19 PM
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Post by: Kojinka on April 28, 2008, 08:19:27 PM
Post by: TEM on April 28, 2008, 08:20:14 PM
Post by: Kuromatsu on April 28, 2008, 09:44:05 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on April 29, 2008, 08:56:00 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 29, 2008, 06:16:54 PM
For one reason or another, be it a subconscious fear of terrorism or paranoia about the apocalypse, I've had multiple dreams about my house/the world being completely decimated by explosion, nuclear destruction, or just plain fire raining from the sky. I've also experienced recurring dreams of surreal UFOs and other creepy flying objects/atmospheric phenomenon around my home and/or elsewhere. For some reason, they show up a lot of times because I'm summoning them... and I regret it.
Post by: Captain Jim on April 29, 2008, 08:35:20 PM
I've also experienced recurring dreams of surreal UFOs and other creepy flying objects/atmospheric phenomenon around my home and/or elsewhere. For some reason, they show up a lot of times because I'm summoning them...
Let the record show that ShadowBrain is actually Giygas.
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on April 29, 2008, 08:48:07 PM
It was a triangle-shaped formation of three large lights. It moved slowly in a southern direction. After flying for a few minutes, it suddenly disappeared.
Wasn't the first paranormal thing I've seen in my neighborhood. I've heard/seen phantom animals making strange sounds outside my house. Shadow-like apparations that vanish in milliseconds. Mysterious, discarded photos of different houses in different cities. The list goes on.
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 29, 2008, 09:21:08 PM
Wasn't the first paranormal thing I've seen in my neighborhood. I've heard/seen phantom animals making strange sounds outside my house. ShadowBrain-like apparations that vanish in milliseconds. Mysterious, discarded photos of different houses in different cities. The list goes on.Fixed.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on April 30, 2008, 12:21:55 AM
Wasn't the first paranormal thing I've seen in my neighborhood. I've heard/seen phantom animals making strange sounds outside my house. Shadow-like apparations that vanish in milliseconds. Mysterious, discarded photos of different houses in different cities. The list goes on.Fixed.
Post by: BP on April 30, 2008, 01:45:04 AM
I saw a TOFU outside my house one night.
Heh heh heh.
I'm so boring. Lots of people have these stories about ghosts and aliens and sometimes even dwarves, and I've just got one, and it's really old. It'd sound dumb and corny though, and I should be going to bed right now, so not now.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on April 30, 2008, 09:02:28 AM
Shadow-like apparations that vanish in milliseconds.CHAOS CONTROL!!
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 30, 2008, 08:51:50 PM
Fixed.Killjoy!
Post by: Vidgmchtr on April 30, 2008, 09:03:14 PM
Jell-O Pudding Pops are a delightful evening snack.Fixed.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on April 30, 2008, 09:05:04 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 01, 2008, 06:38:59 AM
Fixed.LOL...
Alright, you win!
Naturally, when I wanted a GameCube many years ago, I had plenty of dreams featuring them in my possession... but not when I woke up.
Post by: N64 Chick on May 01, 2008, 09:39:05 AM
The first one I had a few weeks ago. I dreamt I was buddies with Shigeru Miyamoto! Like, I was showing him my Mario stuff (which I had a lot more of in said dream than in RL) and he'd let me come with him to interviews and stuff. It was a pretty cool dream, but it came to a quick end when my dumb sister and her equally annoying kids came to my house.
The other dream I had Friday night. It...just baffles me and I'm willing to bet that I had it for a reason. Basically in this one I put my head on someone's chest and listened to their heartbeat. Thing is, I didn't actually see who it was. I think the likely candidates are...
my dad: He's still in the hospital after all this time...
my boyfriend: He's in Kentucky right now and I kinda miss him.
Luigi: Don't ask about this one, although Kojinka can probably guess.
Luckily, the dream only lasted about a minute. Minute thirty seconds tops. Anyway, I get the feeling that my subconscious is telling me that I should do something about this loneliness thing that I've been having lately and seek out someone for comfort...or something. What do you guys make of it?
Post by: BP on May 09, 2008, 07:20:48 PM
I was watching the news with my family (something that actually never happens in real life) and the report was about Joseph Stalin declaring war on the United States. I know he's long dead and all now, but in my dream he was alive and well, dictating Russia in modern times. I felt like I had seen everything in the report already, maybe from an earlier one--a roof was on fire, and lots of signs like the ones you see promoting local politicians, "Richard Mann for treasurer..." but they were all in Russian, saying threatening things and exalting Stalin, of course. I don't actually know any Russian.
There was also a kid on fire, the only thing that felt new in the dream, and he was too busy writhing in agony to roll after stopping and dropping. Some cops tried to roll him around manually, but he resisted, screeching. His chin caught on fire, resembling a beard. One of the cops hit him with his nightstick saying, "Roll, stupid kid!" Then, the cops ran away as the kid exploded. It was pretty nasty and very very weird, but there was no blood--just organs.
In my history class, we're long past any discussion about the USSR, so I don't know why I had this dream.
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 10, 2008, 11:35:01 AM
I actually write down my dreams in a notebook, because it's entertaining to reread, and it tells me things about myself. I recommend that to everyone. A recent interesting point was the first Spanish that was ever spoken in my dream. There was this Hispanic janitor and she sat in a hall of school with me and I can't recall what exactly she said in Spanish, but it was definitely Spanish.
Post by: Suffix on May 13, 2008, 02:04:57 AM
Speaking of which, there are four retellings available that weren't linked before. (http://iansuffix.kontek.net/subcon/) I highly recommend the fifth one-- perhaps you can get your own rendition of the nightmare if you think about it enough!
* Amusing Append to The Museum (http://iansuffix.kontek.net/subcon/subcon002.htm): I discovered on the last day of my Honors Seminar that Heidi, who I was definitely attracted to, was married (despite being my age). This is one of the reasons why rings are important-- and she had one.
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 13, 2008, 09:12:17 PM
I've recently decided that I officially hate the idea of black-and-white symbolism in dreams. Such as "clouds represent a new love", or "windows represent a mindset", and the like. Reality is usually sacked during the dream. Morality and instinct are scrambled. And if there is indeed symbolism in dreams, it would probably be on a personal basis.
Post by: Kuromatsu on May 13, 2008, 09:37:49 PM
Such as "clouds represent a new love", or "windows represent a mindset", and the like.[danecook]What about getting chased by a crab wearing loafers and shooting lightning out of its eyes?[/danecook]
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 13, 2008, 09:48:04 PM
I've recently decided that I officially hate the idea of black-and-white symbolism in dreams. Such as "clouds represent a new love", or "windows represent a mindset", and the like. Reality is usually sacked during the dream. Morality and instinct are scrambled. And if there is indeed symbolism in dreams, it would probably be on a personal basis.Heck, I decided that a long time ago. I can probably count on one hand the number of dreams I've had that directly correlate to some sort of insecurity in my life and/or make sense.
Post by: Suffix on May 14, 2008, 12:22:15 AM
We read quite a bit about Freud in my Psych 198 class, and let me tell you, he was under fire from all sides and times (sort of) for his sketchy publications.
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 14, 2008, 06:30:13 AM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on May 14, 2008, 05:01:45 PM
I was captured for some reason, taken to a metal bedframe (with a strange-looking mattress on it), and placed on it. Some guy asked me what kind of death I wanted, and before I could reply, he fiddled with some buttons, pulled out a small pistol, and shot me. Then I started floating around the room incoherently.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on May 14, 2008, 05:12:41 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 14, 2008, 05:25:57 PM
Post by: missingno on May 14, 2008, 05:28:49 PM
Post by: MaxVance on May 14, 2008, 09:54:41 PM
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on May 15, 2008, 08:15:57 AM
I recall one time when I was aware of the fact I was dreaming and started messing around with some stuff... that doesn't happen anymore. It was fun though.
Post by: jmdblazer on May 15, 2008, 09:05:24 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 15, 2008, 10:24:05 PM
For some odd reason, I have a lot of third-person view dreams. I've only died in a couple... I wake up before the inevitable happens most of the time.I hear ya all the way.
I recall one time when I was aware of the fact I was dreaming and started messing around with some stuff... that doesn't happen anymore. It was fun though.
Post by: missingno on May 16, 2008, 07:42:05 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 16, 2008, 04:57:58 PM
Post by: BP on May 16, 2008, 05:35:43 PM
I always have dreams in third person, too.
Post by: Kuromatsu on May 16, 2008, 06:46:17 PM
Everyone calls me a Wallhacker.
Post by: Lizard Dude on May 16, 2008, 08:05:49 PM
I only dream in first-person!
Post by: Kuromatsu on May 16, 2008, 08:28:40 PM
That, or just press "Q"
...I have a feeling that what I am saying doesn't make any sense but that's how I do it.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 16, 2008, 10:32:32 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 16, 2008, 10:35:11 PM
Plenty of things are reflective, Sir ShadowBrian. I'm sure before the mirror was invented people looked at themselves reflected on their computer monitors and shiny black Humvees.I know, but you get what I'm saying, right?
Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 16, 2008, 10:36:25 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 17, 2008, 10:01:59 AM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on May 17, 2008, 10:57:35 AM
The first one was when I was 8; my dad started chasing me around the house with some sort of weapon, and after a while, he just gave up and went to work with stocks while watching a football game.
The most recent one was about two months ago; my dad started chasing me around the house with a steak knife, then I pulled out a butcher knife and (accidently) slit his hand. Then he went into the garage and pulled out items from a plastic Best Buy bag and started giving them to people.
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 17, 2008, 10:48:28 PM
Post by: MaxVance on May 18, 2008, 12:58:25 PM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on May 18, 2008, 02:10:59 PM
Post by: BP on May 18, 2008, 02:21:48 PM
I love roller coasters, but they're so awkward. I'm not a screamer and throwing one's arms up seems silly and pointless.
Post by: Vidgmchtr on May 18, 2008, 03:15:49 PM
Either add more cars or have line cut offs every so often.
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on May 18, 2008, 03:34:43 PM
Post by: Kuromatsu on May 18, 2008, 07:14:52 PM
Post by: SolidShroom on May 18, 2008, 08:16:24 PM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on May 18, 2008, 08:21:58 PM
...and I scream random phrases as we go down...
I have a funny story. My friend, my other friend, and I were on Batman: The Ride at Six Flags Great America. Before each corkscrew, we would all shout, "Do a barrel roll!" in unison.
A second one was on Vertical Velocity: we were at the top of the spiral tower, and my friend shouts, "Chad Miller!" (my name). He shouts it again, but this time with me and my other friend. Before we knew it, the entire train was shouting my name.
A third one was on Viper. My friend told me to shout, "Casey!" as loud as I can while going down the first drop. I do so. At the end, my friend starts giggling, and he says, "That girl sitting behind us. Her name was Casey!"
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on May 18, 2008, 08:26:41 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 18, 2008, 08:33:33 PM
Post by: Vidgmchtr on May 18, 2008, 08:39:38 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 18, 2008, 09:31:58 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 19, 2008, 01:09:24 AM
Post by: Kuromatsu on May 19, 2008, 09:59:54 AM
Once I selected a character, it went straight to the race, but this time the Karts we so slow, that I had to hop just to get going faster. Luckily for me, the only items that players could get were bananas, and in a rare occasion, red shell(s). After finishing the race in third place by taking multiple narrow shortcuts, I had somehow unlocked the ability to get bikes. They did prove to be a little faster, but any sort of jolt to the side had caused me to get knocked over, and I had to pick my bike back up and get it started again.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 19, 2008, 10:46:34 AM
Then I dreamed I was Kevin from Home Alone and for some reason I had to save a past version of myself from Harry and Marv. The four of us had apparently just finished a camping trip/back-to-school shopping spree in the parking lot of Wal-Mart (which had originally been either the cafeteria at my college or a made-up pasta restaurant, one of which I had been trying to get to before 2 PM to get a spaghetti and meatball sub earlier in the dream), and were going our separate ways, but I realized that when Harry took something off of the shopping cart, he took part of my backpack straps, because without them, the straps wouldn't go together. I followed him as he walked/drove his Wario Bike over to the cart return, and when I got there, it turned into a big van full of other burglars. I politely asked Harry to let me look for my backpack straps. He refused initially, but Marv convinced him to let me on because there wasn't much time left. As I was on there, I heard Harry explaining the plan to the other burglars, part of which involved creating more complicated distractions for the police than the dental-related things they had been doing for so long. As he talked about that, I saw a car running over soda cans in the road beside a library I used to go to IRL. Finally, I got the backpack straps (oddly enough for me, after switching locations, I actually ended up going back to the original location), and baby me/Kevin appeared in my arms as I ran back to the blue Chevy Suburban that my family used to own in real life. I debated for a while whether to put baby me in the middle, next to another random baby, or in the back. I finally decided to put him in the back and sit with him. Once I was back there, I called my (Kevin's) mom on a cell phone and told her not to worry because I'd be back home by tomorrow morning (I figured the trip would be about 6 hours, and it was about 5 or 6 PM). Then as I hung up, I realized I didn't have anyone to drive the car. And I woke up. It's dreams like this that make me not as concerned about trying to have lucid dreams, because I could never make up something that cool.
I think somewhere in between there, I had a dream that I was watching some people from here playing Mario Kart Wii, and wondering why they hadn't registered my friend code yet.
At some point I also dreamed that my entire body was painted black and I was running down a hallway trying to look like Mr. Game & Watch.
Incidentally, I'm typing this on my Wii with a USB keyboard, and I took so long typing this that the remote fell asleep.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 19, 2008, 01:19:49 PM
Post by: The Chef on May 19, 2008, 03:14:24 PM
This parade was greater than any other parade I've ever seen. It was Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, the St. Patrick's Day parade in my neighborhood, the parades that always happen at the end of the Mario RPGs, the parades that happen in Walt Disney World, and the Prince Ali parade from Aladdin all rolled into one. It started out as just the St. Patrick's part, as I was hearing the bagpipes. When the dream started, I just caught the tail end of that segment and then the bell players came up. Watched that, then the brass band from this local high school came in, and I was overjoyed as in real life I;m never able to see that part of the parade.
Then, when I thought it would be over, performers from those other parades start showing up. It was like whatever kind of orchestrated song I thought of, it was being played by the bands. I even got to hear a live rendition of the Super Mario Bros. song and it sounded just like it does on the Smashing...Live! CD. I was amazed, I was blown away. I couldn't believe I was actually hearing this. For that moment I thought I might be dreaming. Then the Aladdin/Disney theme parade section came up. I was even more amazed now, as they were playing "Make Way for Prince Ali", live! I could not believe this either. This rendition of the song sounded just like the mp3 I listened to on my cousin's computer.
By now I was sure I was dreaming, because right after that a Little Mermaid segment was coming up, and I decided it was time to leave, but not before wishing my former girlfriend was here to see that, as I think fondly of her all the time. Then I woke up... and that was the end.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on May 19, 2008, 03:52:15 PM
SM64DS, Pokemon Emerald, FireRed, and LeafGreen.
I frequently have dreams in which I find one or more of these titles. Sometimes they're in the strangest places, too (trash cans, bathtubs, etc), but whenever I find them, I realize I'm dreaming and wake up. It's torture.
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 19, 2008, 03:56:42 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 19, 2008, 04:05:12 PM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on May 19, 2008, 04:42:16 PM
When I was 5, I was an avid Pokemon fan. That ended when I turned about 9. By then, I had a binder full of Pokemon cards, all the Pokemon games for Gameboy except Red, and an original Pokemon themed Gameboy Color. I moved shortly after the end of my Pokemon-fan period, and I forgot about what happened to all my Pokemon stuff.
I'm 14 right now.
About three months ago, I had a dream where I was in my basement. I, by accident, found all of my old Pokemon stuff sitting in a box in a small closet in the basement.
After I woke up, I went to the basement, and found all of my Pokemon stuff, in the same place my dream "told me" they would.
Post by: MaxVance on May 19, 2008, 05:14:22 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on May 19, 2008, 06:51:52 PM
Before I explain one of my dreams, I will explain things to make reading the actual dream a little easier.Do you have ESP too?
When I was 5, I was an avid Pokemon fan. That ended when I turned about 9. By then, I had a binder full of Pokemon cards, all the Pokemon games for Gameboy except Red, and an original Pokemon themed Gameboy Color. I moved shortly after the end of my Pokemon-fan period, and I forgot about what happened to all my Pokemon stuff.
I'm 14 right now.
About three months ago, I had a dream where I was in my basement. I, by accident, found all of my old Pokemon stuff sitting in a box in a small closet in the basement.
After I woke up, I went to the basement, and found all of my Pokemon stuff, in the same place my dream "told me" they would.
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 19, 2008, 07:19:29 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on May 20, 2008, 04:44:59 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 20, 2008, 06:22:19 AM
Post by: N64 Chick on May 20, 2008, 10:42:02 AM
Unfortunately, the dreams I've been having lately are so random and scary that mere words cannot describe them. Why must my subconscious torture me so?
Post by: Luigalaxy on May 20, 2008, 01:56:21 PM
Post by: megamush on May 20, 2008, 02:53:02 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on May 20, 2008, 03:59:01 PM
And, N64 Chick, try to lucid dream. I read on Wikipedia that lucid dreaming can lower the frequency of bad dreams.
I wish I could. I seriously wish I could. But considering that it's so difficult for me to fall asleep to begin with (probably thanks to Wayne back in 1999-2001), it just never seems to happen.
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 20, 2008, 04:01:43 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on May 20, 2008, 06:30:10 PM
Post by: Kojinka on May 20, 2008, 06:49:32 PM
Block is destroyed, Mario is freed, the two Peach clones disappear, Peach is overjoyed and smothers Mario in hugs. The floating castle turns into a topsy turvy block. Mario collapses from hunger. I still remember Peach's quote: "Oh, Mario, your my best friend in the whole world!" I would not be surprised if I was smiling in my sleep at that point.
This must be what I get for staying up till 1 AM playing SPM
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 20, 2008, 09:43:36 PM
I was in the back alley of my elementary school. I had several cans of spray paint and a tye-dye racing bicycle which morphed colors every few minutes. I could hear a man wailing on a bari saxophone somewhere in the distance. Apprehensively, I scanned the surrounding area for anyone, and began to spray paint a giant tooth on the brick wall of the school. Two cars pulled up, when I was almost finished. Car #1 was a red sports car with two girls from my school smoking cigarettes and doing their makeup. They ignored me, and I was glad because I don't really like them. Car #2 was a green station wagon filled with adults watching me. I walked up to them. The driver rolled down the window. He was an attractive sandy-haired man in an ugly sweater. In fact, every stinking person in the car had an ugly sweater on. They watched me intently. I rested my palm on the rolled-down window and asked them if I could finish my art on the wall. The sweater man rolled up his window on my hand and I felt a sharp pain (keep in mind this was a detailed dream). Every single one of those snobby adults were laughing maniacally. I hated them.
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 20, 2008, 10:08:48 PM
I dreamt once that myself and all my friends had somehow become the 3rd-grade versions of ourselves. All I can remember is that we were in the parking lot of my old middle school, preparing to... I don't know, go on an adventure, or something.
Post by: Glorb on May 20, 2008, 10:16:18 PM
I'm walking down this road, right? And then this shopping cart/baby carriage kinda thing rolls past me and stops a few feet ahead of me. I walk up and discover it's full of dynamite, so I kick it away and jump to safety as it explodes. A moment later, an old man with a long Rip Van Winkle beard and a robe walks up to me and repeatedly states, "You bad, bad man." I guess maybe the carriage belonged to him. Also, during the whole dream, that dance remix of "Woman" by Wolfmother is playing.
Post by: Luigalaxy on May 21, 2008, 04:07:07 AM
Saddam Huessein is alive and at my house. In the end, I die. When I awoke, I was hyperventilating.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on May 21, 2008, 06:24:23 AM
I had this dream where I invented this piece of techonology that when over someone's eye that looked like the display inside of Ironman's suit (giving you information about things around you etc.), it was also retractable and had things like infer-red and x-ray vision. it was sorta cool.
(https://themushroomkingdom.net/board/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.myfavoritegames.com%2Fdragonball-z%2FImages%2FScouter.gif&hash=35524e1aed0b7a2d57cac38e2dbdd3e6)
Post by: BP on May 21, 2008, 08:54:45 AM
I awoke at 4:00 eastern time because of a dream... actually, a nightmare.What made the dream so scary, did he have his "nucular" weapons?
Saddam Huessein is alive and at my house. In the end, I die. When I awoke, I was hyperventilating.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 25, 2008, 08:28:03 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 25, 2008, 09:56:02 PM
Normally, I wouldn't bring this up (as I'd pretty much forgotten about the whole thing and haven't had a dream like that in a while), but there was a snippet of solo-underage-driving in my subconscious last night.
Post by: Luigalaxy on May 26, 2008, 11:38:28 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 26, 2008, 11:45:42 AM
Post by: Luigalaxy on May 26, 2008, 11:48:56 AM
Post by: BP on May 26, 2008, 03:18:03 PM
I T ' S: IT IS
I T S: BELONGS TO IT
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 26, 2008, 04:07:38 PM
Personally, I'm tired of people mixing up "effect" and "affect".
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 26, 2008, 05:08:50 PM
:D
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 26, 2008, 06:05:57 PM
I've always said that one of the main advantages of Nintendo shying away from voice acting is that they have the best grammar of anyone in the industry. I'll never forget Sonic Adventure 2's "I'll find and destroy that cannon... and then kick their emperial butts!" There were too many grammar mistakes in that game to point them all out, and far too many for grown men who write for a living, but that one has always stuck in my head.
Post by: N64 Chick on May 28, 2008, 07:37:40 AM
Basically, I was using some balloons to fly around to different places. I went to some temple area and stole some money from it though I suspect that some of it was fake. Seriously. Stephen King on $1 bills? Anyway, I also went to another place called the Lake of Amusement where I could breathe underwater and saw all kinds of neat things like the Kraken monster from Earthbound. Amusement indeed. At one point, some punk kid tried to steal one of my balloons and I think I might've seen a bunch of cats too. Maybe they were in the lake.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 28, 2008, 12:04:53 PM
Post by: nensondubois on May 28, 2008, 01:49:27 PM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on May 28, 2008, 01:51:43 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 28, 2008, 04:42:29 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 28, 2008, 07:09:10 PM
Post by: Suffix on May 28, 2008, 09:37:40 PM
EDIT: Actually, I've decided that it wouldn't work as well. It would probably feel really claustrophobic. But we've got to have some sort of change from the original! I would imagine the plot to be something along the lines of Gadd asking Luigi to put down a particularly powerful group of Boos and clean up the mess they've made in some locale. Perhaps Luigi finds later than somebody has been taken hostage, so we can keep with the tradition of rescuing.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 28, 2008, 09:43:11 PM
Post by: Suffix on May 28, 2008, 09:46:59 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 29, 2008, 06:40:18 AM
Post by: jmdblazer on May 29, 2008, 05:19:28 PM
And back to dreams. I read that if you dream something and your mind then deletes it, if you see a place similar to the deleted dream, it will seem like you've been there before, but you won't know why. AKA deja vu.
Post by: Glorb on May 29, 2008, 05:34:22 PM
Nintendo is publishing Fatal Frame IV
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Post by: ShadowBrain on May 29, 2008, 06:46:34 PM
Check out this list (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_video_games_published_by_Nintendo)--they've published stranger things (seriously, Hamtaro Olympics? Ken Griffey, Jr. Baseball? Do they just use a dartboard every other year to decide what to publish?)
Also, just to balance out the off-topicness of this post, I think I had a dream the other night where Mr. Rogers was a comedian in his earlier days (even though he looked the same) and there was a novelization of sorts of Dumb & Dumber (the humor of which was lost in print form).
Post by: jmdblazer on May 29, 2008, 07:26:30 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 30, 2008, 06:44:41 AM
Post by: dc804 on May 30, 2008, 01:03:26 PM
I also had a dream that I was at my grandma's once, and there were a lot of dead deer in her back yard. It was cool. I was reading horror stories before I went to bed which led up to it.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 30, 2008, 04:05:21 PM
This next one is even more confusing. In this dream, I had a memory of earlier having had a dream that my dad had a dream where several ghostly women told him that ketchup prices were about to go up, reaching $3.87 per bottle, and he should buy them now at $1.10 per bottle. Outside of that dream, but still in the actual dream, we had recently moved to a new house, vaguely reminiscent of the farm from Harvest Moon: A Wonderful Life, where my little brothers and sister rode bikes that were each all one solid color. Then my dad really did have a dream where a ghost woman told him to buy ketchup before it got up to $3.87 a bottle, and somehow I could see it. He was skeptical, but I told him to go to the store and if ketchup was $1.10 a bottle now, the dream was true and he should buy lots of ketchup. I came along with him, but before we got to the store, I could tell I was waking up, because everything was starting to fade to the black of the inside of my eyelids. I made my dad drive faster, but by the time we got to the store, I was basically awake. It felt like the dream was trying to tell me something, though it was completely different from what I thought it would tell me, and it faded out like the batteries were dying.
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 30, 2008, 05:07:47 PM
One time I dreamed that people can fly when they're naked.*Commences stripping-down*
Post by: TEM on May 30, 2008, 10:59:26 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 31, 2008, 01:18:18 AM
Post by: Suffix on May 31, 2008, 12:19:31 PM
The first thing I remember is leaving my party of three while we were sneaking our way through this enormous, dark, and metallic complex for unknown reasons. I'd bet we were after some sort of boss-man. There was a big, tough looking guy (he reminded me of the TF2 Demoman), a acrobatic but well-armored silent girl (I think she was sleeping most of the time), and myself. We had set up camp in what appeared to be the top of a dam; there was a sweeping and smooth metallic surface going down into unknown depths on one side of us, and high walls with windows and outcrops on the other side. I climbed up to a shelf on the walled side of us, and then somehow turned into a morphball, specifically, the morphball created by Samus's Light Suit (Echoes). There I broke several glowing locks with standard morph bombs, and then fell out the other side to a door I had just opened. The door revealed an elevator shaped exactly like a big, red, hamster food pellet. I decided to scout ahead, so I went up.
The details on what I saw up there are hazy, but a guard spotted me, so I went down the elevator again. When I reached the giant empty room, however, it had somehow turned into an auditorium of sorts! Hundreds upon hundreds of people were sitting in chairs where the smooth inclined plane was, and all of them were sleeping. The heavy guy ran up to meet me, and I whispered something about a Centurion coming. He positioned himself on a peninsula-type catwalk that extended from the top of the "auditorium," and I hid myself in the shadows of the wall. Sure enough, some bulky guy in a military uniform came stomping right towards Mr. Broad Shoulders, and tried to grab for him. The big guy did likewise and with some difficulty, started rotating him over the edge of the catwalk. At this point I rushed forward and gave him a mighty kick-- which to my surprise, sent the guard flying past the sleeping people and over the edge of what used to be a dam, onto a hard floor below. I didn't want to imagine what that would do to a person, but I heard an unpleasant "SMACK!" People woke up to this noise, and started looking around in dead silence.
Details become hazy again, but my team snuck swiftly into a shipping and receiving cargo area to escape some mean looking robots. When the door closed behind us, a cutscene started in the previous room: the robots were debating which door we had taken. "Fools!" cried the largest one, "it must be the light cargo area!" One of its associates reasoned, however, that the light cargo door has a pressure pad requiring a weight of 400 kilograms to open it (I wasn't aware of this before the robot said it). "They have a gravity manipulation device, such things mean nothing to them! Get that into your head!" While yelling this, the largest robot had been drilling a hole in the head of the aforementioned associate. I suppose he was manually getting that into his head.
The end of the dream was brought about by yelling downstairs. The layout and appearance of the dam/auditorium stays crystal clear in my mind, however.
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 31, 2008, 12:26:15 PM
Post by: Suffix on May 31, 2008, 12:30:29 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on May 31, 2008, 12:32:57 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 31, 2008, 07:43:12 PM
Some tidbits:
-There was a huge guy in my house with an equally imposing gun (he was after my dad for some reason). I managed to get on his back and do a sleeper hold.
-Myself and someone else (a friend, maybe--actually there might have been two other people) emptying sideways out of a huge pipe into a gigantic, underground, factory sewer-esque chamber with catawalks and pipes all over the place. I don't know how deep the water was, but I couldn't touch the bottom. Then, two or three alligators showed up! I think one bit me, but it didn't hurt--maybe he just nibbled. In a panic, we somehow managed to get to higher ground. Once up there (myself and one other guy--either the third person got eaten or they just disappeared for no reason), some massive person/creature elsewhere in the room (it was dim--I think I saw something across the room, but I can't be sure) started hostily negotiating the two of us being slaves (had we escaped from factory labor earlier?). Behind us was a row of lightswitches and I thought to myself "oh, man, no way I'm turning off the lights in a place as creepy as this". Also, there was a door I had opened previously which went to someplace that looked like a small attic, complete with stairs down. I was considering it as a potential exit...
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 31, 2008, 08:10:33 PM
Also, it should be pointed out that despite any implications of my description, the parts with Mary-Kate and Ashley were not at all sexual.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 31, 2008, 10:28:42 PM
I guess I went to the con in Dallas with my friends from work. I got in the door to the center but I was like on the basement and people were lined up to get autographs from a bunch of people I didn't recognize. But Samuel L. Jackson/Laurence Fishburne/The President from The Fifth Element seemed to be there. And Crispin Freeman. I somehow made it up the stairs/escalator and saw one of my friends. He was going to go do something but then I heard about shirts being sold, apparently something about a Dalmasca Defense Force. Sounded good so I went to the auditorium, which is where they were being sold. People kept greeting me as "Squeaky" and I didn't know why, but it seems that someone had called me that once. But everyone was calling me that, mostly people I didn't know. I was standing in line so I decided to play my DS, and it had some weird platformer starring(?) a dog which was very squarely drawn. I was apparently under the impression that it was a Mario game. I also was having a very hard time seeing my DS, which showed up better when exernal light was applied. Very weird. The point, aside from the platforming, was, on a more zoomed out screen, to run through a building or environment of some kind and touch the most of the area possible, and get points. Little markers would show up telling where you had been. I think this was actually inspired by the flowers in Donkey Kong Jungle Beat where you have to collect 100 of them.
Post by: Kojinka on June 01, 2008, 11:09:08 AM
Last night, I had a dream where I was shopping for birds. My sister and I found a bird/cat hybrid. It was the size of a kitten and it had a cat head. I believe the breed was called [can't remember] Tabby, which made sense because its white body had orange tabby stripes. The one I was holding started to purr a little. The dream ended when my sister and I were about to pay for the birdcat.
Post by: Glorb on June 01, 2008, 11:36:45 AM
I seriously want to play that game again.
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 01, 2008, 02:50:57 PM
Post by: Corleone on June 01, 2008, 04:42:17 PM
My last Mario related dream involved a random guy playing Mario Galaxy. I went up to him and said, "Dude, that game got boring like 8 days after it came out" and he was like, "Yah but I must unlockz Luigiz!" and then his eyes froze.
It was more of a mini-dream, really.
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 01, 2008, 04:57:39 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 02, 2008, 09:49:22 AM
"Yah but I must unlockz Luigiz!"
Been there, done that. It really doesn't add that much replay value.
Post by: Ambulance Y on June 02, 2008, 06:22:06 PM
Post by: The Chef on June 02, 2008, 06:42:46 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 02, 2008, 07:11:54 PM
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on June 02, 2008, 07:22:26 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 02, 2008, 09:49:46 PM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on June 03, 2008, 09:31:39 AM
Has anyone ever had a dream with the Fungi Forums in it?http://themushroomkingdom.net/board/index.php?topic=4925.0
Last night I dreamt Vid returned briefly and posted a link to a questionable web site. He was then banned after that. Waking up I was like "...". But I doubt Vid would ever do something like that so I shrugged it off.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on June 03, 2008, 09:35:23 AM
Post by: Glorb on June 03, 2008, 01:53:30 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on June 03, 2008, 02:42:59 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on June 03, 2008, 04:18:01 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on June 03, 2008, 05:18:42 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 04, 2008, 08:46:31 AM
Post by: jmdblazer on June 06, 2008, 09:08:54 PM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on June 06, 2008, 10:00:23 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 07, 2008, 10:59:41 AM
Yours reallylikeLOVE Kingdom Hearts, don't you?
Yes.
I've found lucid dreaming to be difficult. Most of the time when I realize that I'm dreaming I then feel like I'm waking up, so I fight to stay asleep and enjoy the rest of the dream. Once or twice I woke up from a dream I really liked, fell back asleep and resumed where I left off. This happened once when I dreamt that Bowser was my substitute English teacher.
Bowser as an English teacher? He can't even speak clear English, so how could he teach about it?
Post by: The Chef on June 07, 2008, 11:55:58 AM
Post by: N64 Chick on June 07, 2008, 12:40:03 PM
Bowser as an English teacher? He can't even speak clear English, so how could he teach about it?
He didn't say Bowser was a good English teacher. But I'd love to know too.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 07, 2008, 01:52:18 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 07, 2008, 10:26:32 PM
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on June 08, 2008, 09:09:53 PM
Has this happened to anyone before?
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 08, 2008, 10:11:00 PM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on June 08, 2008, 10:25:14 PM
Post by: jmdblazer on June 08, 2008, 10:28:07 PM
i surprisingly haven't had a bad/scary dream in like a year.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 09, 2008, 01:24:29 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 09, 2008, 04:33:18 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 09, 2008, 07:11:45 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 09, 2008, 10:49:39 PM
Post by: Suffix on June 10, 2008, 01:42:33 PM
Post by: BP on June 10, 2008, 02:49:04 PM
I went to the school's swimming pool, which was much larger than usual and had huge bleachers on each side. There, my P.E. teacher was extra cranky and would only count a student present if he or she jumped into the pool when he called his or her name. Even if they didn't have any swim-ready clothes. Luckily I did, and I'd just found my towel perfectly dry on the sidewalk. I jumped in from the top bleacher and kind of floated down. It was really weird. But then all of a sudden my P.E. teacher became less cranky, nice, even. He announced he didn't care and marked the rest present. So I got out and went home.
Except I didn't go home and found myself in this small house that was decorated with frilly things that made it resemble the inside of a mansion. And Porky Pig was there. He ran inside a tiny plastic flame in the fireplace and said "Aren'tcha gonna chase me?" I didn't respond, but no, I wasn't going to. Then a bunch of letters appeared on the floor and a voice told me that if I wanted to leave, I had to use them all in a crossword-type of thing, kind of like Scrabble. It didn't matter what the words were. When all the letters were gone I needed one more E. So I flipped into 3-D (But I was already in 3-D...!) and found a whole new set of letters. That dream ended and I went into that toss-turn-I-don't-wanna-get-up sequence.
Post by: Toad on June 10, 2008, 03:57:51 PM
The walls are what really get me. They are covered in musical notes, as if somebody has taken some sheet music and painted it on the walls. I'm not sure what song it is, but I know it's on both walls. What really bugs me is that I feel like I've seen this piece of music before, but if I stop to examine the notes, it becomes all blurry, like it doesn't want me to see it.
Post by: Luigalaxy on June 10, 2008, 04:45:17 PM
1. I found the secret page! (w/ help, obviously. But, like Sapphira said, it's mostly porn.)
2. Recurring dreams are the only kind of dream I cannot conquer.
On topic of the secret page, you should update it.
Post by: nensondubois on June 10, 2008, 06:08:24 PM
Post by: TEM on June 11, 2008, 08:47:57 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 11, 2008, 12:11:24 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on June 11, 2008, 12:37:39 PM
Post by: Jman on June 11, 2008, 01:44:18 PM
I had this dream where I was driving around my hometown, and then I stopped at Target. I got out of my truck, and could somehow see about 5 tornadoes off in the distance. All five had touched down and were heading my way. Of course, I ran into Target to look at some DS games.
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 11, 2008, 04:36:48 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on June 11, 2008, 05:25:06 PM
I dreamed I found the secret page (no joke). Maybe I should take a break from trying to find it.
"And I would like to present you w/ the Hint Machine Beta!"
ACTIVATE!
INSERT QUESTION.
"As you can see, this piece of paper says: "Where is the TMK secret page?"."
"Now I will insert it!"
QUESTION INSERTED.
READING................
WARNING! TMK PAGE= LPKJTGOJMPTITHBNIPTGPBJ
KAZRRRRRRRK!
"Wah?"
BOOM!
pssst...
play smb 3. check the guide.
Post by: CrzyFlmngMnkyHead on June 11, 2008, 08:01:37 PM
pssst...
play smb 3. check the guide.
All I see is a guide.
Post by: dc804 on June 11, 2008, 09:40:23 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 11, 2008, 09:44:54 PM
Post by: Ambulance Y on June 11, 2008, 10:02:35 PM
Post by: nensondubois on June 12, 2008, 12:57:10 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on June 12, 2008, 01:25:55 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 13, 2008, 02:01:12 AM
Post by: Kuromatsu on June 13, 2008, 06:40:40 PM
Last night I had one of those zombie dreams, I was in a/my house, and for some reason I had found myself looking in a mirror looking like a hoplite with an axe. Then I had approached to a zombie which it said some intelligible threatening things, but I had cut it off with a axe to the face. A bunch of disgusting things happened, it seemed to writhe a bit with its head split in two, but then it started laughing because more zombies were behind me. For some reason my axe disintegrated, and I was forced to run, but there was nowhere to run, zombies were closing in on me, and apparently the room was shrinking too. After the first zombie had clung onto me and bit, I woke up.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 14, 2008, 07:51:29 AM
Post by: jmdblazer on June 16, 2008, 10:48:54 AM
Wow that took a long time typing that on the Wii.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 17, 2008, 10:14:53 AM
Wow, that statement made my Paradox GaugeTM spike.
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 17, 2008, 10:59:00 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 24, 2008, 09:48:31 AM
I dreamt that there was a new Mario movie (a topic that had been explored in a previous dream, though it was, like, a trailer I was watching on Yahoo Movies). However, I was sort of... in it at the same time I was watching it. The beginning was a wonderfully CG Mario and Luigi bounding about a Mario Galaxy-style linear, yet 3D platforming landscape while I watched. Then it switched to the three of us karting around a dirt course.
Following this, things suddenly switched to live-action, in dank, dark setting reminiscent of the original movie. All I can really remember is that there were better special effects and I think Mario/Luigi were played by different people than the original movie. They sounded different, at the very least.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on June 24, 2008, 10:42:52 AM
Post by: Ambulance Y on June 24, 2008, 12:38:42 PM
THat could lead to future mental instability as you are not meant to remember your dreams. Dreams delete themselves for a reason.
That's ridiculous.
Post by: Luigalaxy on June 24, 2008, 01:54:48 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 24, 2008, 02:24:13 PM
Post by: Zarkanthesmasher on June 24, 2008, 02:41:27 PM
- There was a dream where somehow the crew from the Black Pearl was looking for the treasure from Treasure Island (I followed with them). The quest started in a visitors center in some town, but when I found a minature model of the island, I fell through the floor into a giant cold room that looked like an icy cave. After crossing shaking pillars of ice, I entered a room that had platforms floating in a pool of cool water. I crossed over them and went into the next room, where I found an exact copy of the previous room - only with boiling water instead of cool water. Next room I went into - same thing, except that the boiling water was now lava. That's all I can remember from that dream
- Another dream: I was browsing the internet and went to the Smash Dojo (this was before Brawl came out). The update of the day was that Captain Falcon had been demoted to a boss and had been crossed with Vieutiful Joe. I remember being really angry right in my dream.
- Yet another dream: I'm going through a carnival and I got something to eat. Suddenly I'm going up to an abandoned mill with a water wheel, where I'm looking for Jack the Ripper. I go inside with a professor and find a room with a bookshelf on one wall. The professor calls out for me to stop, but I pull the bookshelf down (some suspensful music plays quickly), and inside is Jack the Ripper's diary. The professor is overjoyed, but while he is reading it, Jack the Ripper himself comes from the other room. I show out that "it's him, its..," but as soon as the professor turns around, Jack turns into the professor's assistant.
:P
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 24, 2008, 04:39:45 PM
Post by: BP on June 24, 2008, 04:57:48 PM
Post by: TEM on June 25, 2008, 09:04:02 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 25, 2008, 12:11:22 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 25, 2008, 03:28:54 PM
That's awesome, someone should make that as a short film.Ever seen "Billy's Balloon"?
Post by: Kojinka on June 29, 2008, 03:21:49 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on June 29, 2008, 03:32:56 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 29, 2008, 10:03:49 PM
Post by: Suffix on July 04, 2008, 04:53:02 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on July 05, 2008, 11:28:52 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on July 05, 2008, 10:35:00 PM
Post by: Suffix on July 06, 2008, 12:45:24 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on July 06, 2008, 11:39:11 AM
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on July 06, 2008, 10:22:47 PM
Jealousy has gotten to me. It's intricate and detailed in a way that makes no sense, but at the same time it holds some kind of story value... that's amazing.
Post by: Glorb on July 06, 2008, 10:51:11 PM
I wish my dreams were that random.
What's all this, then?
I had a dream last night. All I can remember is that I just went around punching the crap out of everyone.
Post by: The Chef on July 10, 2008, 06:33:27 PM
Near the end of the dream I found myself at my high school, surrounded by people I knew, except the school looked different and nobody recognized me. This was because I changed history, which somehow changed the building plans for the school and prevented me from ever attending it, so nobody there knew me. I remember being in a physics classroom full of students who were legal experts on the matter, because apparently my changing of history caused the educational system to be highly advanced without distractions like the internet holding us back, and tried to tell them that I actually belonged in an alternate future where everyone is dumber and the technology is more advanced, and that I needed to find a way to get the time machine up and running so I could go back to the past and stop myself from changing the future.
I really need to have a follow-up to this dream.
Post by: Suffix on July 13, 2008, 02:56:00 AM
I call it: Guild Wars: Mammoth and Girl (http://iansuffix.kontek.net/subcon/subcon007.htm)
Warning: May induce hunger in cavemen.
Post by: BP on July 13, 2008, 04:10:39 AM
I was in a very dry hot place not so different from where I live, except there was no death-defying/inducing humidity. It was this sort of outdoor bar-restaurant thing (like a Sonic but very very large with resemblances with a dairy) connected to a road by a long dirt path in the middle of nowhere, owned by a man named Picasso. Now, Picasso also made Team Fortress 2 (I have no idea why but yes), and had a habit of locking people up in this huge outdoor cage by the restaurant. He had locked my friend John in there for unknown reasons. If this were a real story it'd make sense, as John's quite the pirate... I look like a seasick kid next to him and his 360 game-stealing ways.
So I am there to help John escape from the giant cage, and so I open its door and go over to Picasso and distract him by getting him to ramble on and on about his game. He gets up from his chair as John is at the road but he doesn't see him.
He says to me "Ya need to stay the night or somethin'?"
"I, er, uh..."
"Well go wait over dere by that road and I'll drag some mattresses over."
I hurry over and tell John to go and hide from Picasso in my house, but not to eat everything. Especially not The Pizza. What happened after that is now all foggy... I wouldn't have posted this incomplete story if not for Picasso, the crazed old developer of TF2 who locks up pirates.
Post by: Markio on July 13, 2008, 11:30:25 PM
I was on the Choir trip, except that instead of Southern California, it was in Monterey, California, which is this coastside town with a wharf and aquarium, etc. I wandered away from everybody else and went onto an abandoned pier. It turns out it was closed and off limits, but I didn't know, I just wanted to check it out. Well, the police come and I'm in trouble with the chaperones. I know I'll be sent home that night, and when that happens, I'll be in trouble with my parents, the school, and everything will suck, right? But at the moment, the whole choir is going to a restaurant for dinner, so we're walking again. I'm in no hurry to get to the restaurant, because once we finish eating, I'll be sent home. So again I wander away from the group, going the long way through a parking garage. I start thinking, "Please God, save me," because I don't want to get in trouble, I didn't mean to do anything wrong. So I get the idea to pray an Our Father. So I'm praying, and right when I get to the end and say, "--and deliver us from evil", I wake up.
Isn't that weird? It's like He did save me, in a way.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on July 14, 2008, 03:50:21 AM
I dreamed I was part of a group of people running around an industrial building in a deathmatch where we got a point for each Spanish phrase we learned. Someone on one team found a Spanish phrasebook and said they should get infinity points, but the judge said that didn't count. I protected a girl by grabbing some guy and beating him up against the side of a moving train, and numbers popped up with each hit. I beat him up three times, and each time, he ended up as a bloody and naked Ken doll in snow, and had to walk back -- although I was actually just moving his legs to walk him back and pretending he was doing it. I remember thinking that for some reason he wouldn't die, but that if he could, he would have. I beat him up against the train three times, and at some point I thought I was Jesus. Then I turned into Merlin's owl from Sword in the Stone, except I was more like Iago. Merlin was evil, and I started wondering why Merlin was such a central character if he was evil. Then I remembered that he fights Madam Mim, so I figured he turned good later. Somehow I knew that I wasn't really the owl, but just inexplicably in his body, and Merlin didn't know yet. We were in a place that looked like the snowy place that the naked bloody Ken doll had walked through, and got to an ice bridge with water on each side and ice cliffs bordering them. Suddenly Merlin was really tall. I saw a hole in the cave on the left, and flew up into it, where there was a huge (to me) cavern. I started pondering how Merlin was going to follow me in, and figured he would just morph into something smaller. I waited for him and he didn't show up, until suddenly he was there all along. We used Kazooie to break an egg with Kiddy Kong inside, which I thought was unnecessary. I don't remember what happened then.
Post by: Suffix on July 14, 2008, 07:24:04 PM
I had a short dream this morning where I was a soldier in WWII, and landed in Normandy on D-Day-- but everyone was equipped with Halo weaponry, both human and Covenant. When a military truck came soaring out of the air and rolled to an upright position not too far from me, I jumped in it and rammed through a blockade, headed deep behind the enemy fortification. There I fought a Scorpion tank by planting proximity mines on the ground and luring the tank over them by hiding behind large rocks. I must have laid about 12 mines, but that infernal vehicle never stopped. Eventually, I retreated to where a few of my comrades were attempting to take a Control Point (as if those exist in reality), and I decided that I would use a carbine to take out the driver in the tank. Unfortunately, it was out of ammunition (despite the fact I had never used it), and appeared to be missing several key components. It also had a gaping hole down the middle from front to back. I spotted an ally holding a working carbine, so I marched up in front of his face. Sure enough, a small message saying "Hold (symbol for right bumper) to trade weapons" came up, and I suddenly had his carbine, and he had my broken carbine. When I examined my new weapon, however, it was also broken, just like the one I held originally. Disappointed, I walked back onto the Control Point's metallic base and glared angrily at the yonder tank.
Post by: RaceDrv709 on July 15, 2008, 07:42:23 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on July 26, 2008, 03:17:06 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on July 28, 2008, 08:26:05 AM
Post by: NintendoExpert89 on July 28, 2008, 08:59:34 AM
Post by: BP on July 28, 2008, 12:52:07 PM
On my way out the door, a guy was trying to get my attention saying "Hey, I'm the weatherman." But I was only interested in escaping the crazy criminal gang and getting some fresh air.
My house-base place was over some tall hills and the only super thing I did in the dream was jump across them. This took some time, and it started to rain as it got dark. I figured the criminal gang would probably track me down, so I decided to sleep in the mailbox. But what if there were spiders in that mailbox? I needed a flashlight to check. I turned to my house across the road from the mailbox (suddenly my house and the surrounding area looked the way they do in real life. At this point, I'm like the real me). But suddenly, a guy I know from school drove in on a motorcycle. I followed him through the slightly-open gate behind him trying to get his attention.
"Hey. Hello? Hey. What're you doin'? Why are you here? Whaddyou want?"
He didn't say much but pulled out a huge, violent-looking electric saw. But he took that over to my dad's garage where a weird green metal-cutting box was running. He started cutting the end off his saw and eventually it resembled a sword with a square end. He gave that to me and left.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on July 28, 2008, 02:10:36 PM
Post by: Uvaz on August 02, 2008, 02:20:41 AM
My most recent dream was something like this...
I went to the movies with someone, my family, I guess, and I bought a t shirt of the cinema, for some reason... The next thing I remember is that I saw someone stealing a Pikachu and transforming it into Treeko with a machine. I started to follow the thief, and for some reason he was a bus driver. So I took the bus, and I also took out a pokemon to bait him into letting me in. When I got inside the bus, I went to the rear of it, where for some reason, the thief was, and now had the form of an old woman. I started to demand her to return what she stole, but she avoided talking about that and got down the bus. I followed her to a market. She then went to a frame store and said "I don't steal, I take borrowed, see, I went away, it returned, and now I am richer" and the owner of the store agreed with her.
Then I wandered of and started to explore the market, where I saw a videogame store. The owner of the store saw my cinema t shirt, and asked me what movie I saw. I tried to remember, but I couldn't. "Wall e, no, batman, no, hmmmmmm" Then, a kid in the store insulted me, swearing in a very deep voice. The store owner told the boy to go out, and he obeyed. I kept trying to remember, but still couldn't. After a while, the store owner insulted me the same way the kid did! (Which was something I was expecting to happen...) I think I visited disneyland in that dream, but there were not any disney characters in there, and I dont remember at what point of the dream.
Post by: The Chef on August 02, 2008, 10:54:27 AM
Post by: jmdblazer on August 03, 2008, 10:41:16 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 04, 2008, 06:55:37 AM
Post by: The Chef on August 04, 2008, 08:09:15 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 05, 2008, 10:14:28 AM
Post by: N64 Chick on August 17, 2008, 10:30:55 AM
I'm not sure where I was. Maybe it was some sort of amusement park. All I know is that I really needed to use the bathroom. So I find where ever the heck they are and go in. Only I didn't go into a bathroom. I found myself in a multi-floored maze instead. I could see the first three floors just fine, but from the fourth floor and on I could barely see anything aside from the occasional patch of light. I also collected some items while trying to get out of this place. It was mostly just candy and Care Bear plushies (all of which were Hopeful Heart Bear unfortunately). I seriously can't help but wonder what the men's "bathroom" was like.
Also, this morning just before I woke up I dreamt that Ganondorf of all people was driving me somewhere. The heck...?
Post by: jmdblazer on August 17, 2008, 12:16:05 PM
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on August 17, 2008, 01:11:23 PM
Also, this morning just before I woke up I dreamt that Ganondorf of all people was driving me somewhere. The heck...?
That reminds me. I used to have dreams about having regular conversations with fictional villains. It was funny.
Post by: Suffix on August 17, 2008, 01:55:20 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 17, 2008, 05:11:13 PM
Post by: The Chef on August 17, 2008, 06:51:26 PM
Post by: MaxVance on August 17, 2008, 07:40:17 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on August 17, 2008, 08:44:25 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 18, 2008, 05:57:23 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on August 18, 2008, 09:58:31 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 19, 2008, 12:10:25 AM
Post by: The Chef on August 19, 2008, 07:57:32 AM
Specifically, it started out as the origin story for my little blue blob, Gibber. Now, originally, his place of origin was supposed to be Darkest Africa, but for some reason, this dream took place in the Australian outback. It opened with a brief scene of some people trudging along, and then the camera panned over to a group of Gibberish (Gibber's species) standing around near some lizards, and then shifting their shapes to hide amongst the lizards (as they're usually known to do).
The people in question turned out out to be oil-drillers, and they were actually a bunch of American workers lead by some Australian guy in a suit. Apparently the place where they came to drill the holes was actually the same spot where a colony of Gibberish lived underground (which I never even considered before this dream). Once they drilled the hole, the dream shifted to first-person perspective, and I was seeing all the action from Gibber's point of view.
It was here that I enacted the scene where Gibber makes human contact for the first time ever, except here it was with a bunch of American oil-drillers in Australia led by an Aussie businessman instead of my original idea, which was supposed to be a bunch of English biologists in Darkest Africa led by a female scientist.
I'm wondering if I should actually go along with the changes this dream made to my script.
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on August 21, 2008, 11:38:36 AM
There was more to the dream, but that's the only part worth posting. Everything else was either boring or I forgot it.
Post by: Uvaz on August 23, 2008, 02:03:38 PM
I was in the street fighting a psychic hobo, who had the power to paralyze people. He paralyzed me in the middle in the street, and a car was coming towards me. I for some unknown reason managed to escape from his powers just in time to avoid the car. I then, somehow, managed to reflect his powers back to him. Another car came, but he couldn't escape, so he was ran over.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 23, 2008, 08:20:10 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on August 23, 2008, 08:34:07 PM
I'm impressed!
Post by: ShadowBrain on August 24, 2008, 09:53:45 PM
Post by: Lizard Dude on August 25, 2008, 09:28:28 PM
<Lizard_Dude> First I was dreaming I was in the Questionable Content universe hanging out
<Lizard_Dude> Then I eventually woke up (in the dream) and found my house (old Havre one) being overrun by 4chan people
<Lizard_Dude> They were putting bananas on stuff and running around breaking stuff
<Lizard_Dude> Eventually I was calling the cops and reading their license plates
<Lizard_Dude> After that I think I had some adventures with SG-1
<NoomDespilce> How often do your dreams involve adventures with SG-1?
<Lizard_Dude> 99% of the time
Post by: N64 Chick on September 07, 2008, 07:35:31 AM
Oddly, this is one of the more tame dreams I've had.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on September 07, 2008, 05:53:33 PM
I think at the beginning, I was on a beach with a guy claiming to be Jesus, from a movie. He threw a brick into the ocean, saying it landed on Noah's ark. I asked if that meant the ark was made out of bricks, and the person next to me told me not to bother asking him anything. Suddenly, I was in Noah's ark, with Zachary Ty Bryan and Jonathon Taylor Thomas, when they were around 14, as their characters from a nonexistent movie where Zachary Ty Bryan played the spoiled kid of a rich guy who was marrying Jonathon Taylor Thomas's mother (It was sort of like Man of The House, I think, but not really). The ark was also part of a movie. The animals on the ark were all little wooden carvings, as a stylistic choice of the filmmaker. Zachary Ty Bryan and Jonathon Taylor Thomas suddenly got about 8 years younger, and were my brothers, and we were at a summer camp on the last day. The movie had a happy ending. Shortly thereafter, I was on the porch in my house with my brothers and sister, who may have been Zachary Ty Bryan and Jonathon Taylor Thomas again. While I wasn't looking, they turned into insects, and I didn't notice. I was trying to get them to help me come up with words to a song about my dad to the tune of Crown Him With Many Crowns (which I thought was God Save The Queen/My Country 'Tis of Thee while I was asleep), but they didn't help, so I turned back to the stairs, figuring "Well, no sitcom endings here. We already got him a present anyway." Suddenly, our family was in a car driven by my dad. There were Gideon New Testaments on the ground, including a yellow one I used to have (not in real life; mine is green), which now had its front cover missing. Jonathon Taylor Thomas (who was now more like Alex D. Linz in Home Alone 3) picked it up back at the summer camp. The car kept moving, swerving quite a bit, and I wondered why my mom wasn't getting on my dad's case for driving like that. And sometimes I was my dad. Some of the swerves were so close that dad/me almost clotheslined people with his arms sticking out the window while taking the brightly-colored top off of his coffee cup (his arms always moved out of the way just in time). We slowed down as we saw a bright red Model T with a checkerboard pattern on its roof coming toward us, and a banana-yellow Model T in front of us. They both tried to turn into the driveway for the antique car show at the same time, and crashed. We weren't sure if we should stay for the police report or not, but we saw firefighters coming, so we figured we should get out of the way. The car turned into a train, and I started making a little more progress with that song (I think it was "Hail him Daah-deee!/Long may his banner fly!"). We were all in the locomotive, and the car may have actually turned into the train earlier. Suddenly, the locomotive gave a huge lurch and started going ridiculously fast as we went up a hill coming up near a city. As the train reached the peak of the hill, it derailed, going straight up and hitting the ceiling. Then everything went dark. I knew I was just lying down on my bed with my eyes closed, but I pretended I thought I was dead so the dream would keep going. I accidentally moved my left hand, and hoped I wouldn't notice. I saw a blog, all white with grey text, with posts apparently written by me (or by someone else writing from my perspective) about my death. The first was lamenting memories. Another was about things fading. The second to last was "Is that it?" The last was about how the train company charged us $455.35 for the trip that killed us. Then I woke up.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on September 08, 2008, 06:43:47 PM
Post by: N64 Chick on September 11, 2008, 03:52:52 AM
I was playing a game that seemed like a mix of New Super Mario Bros. and Yoshi's Island. By that I mean the game was played as Mario and had power-ups like Mushrooms and Blue Shells, but it used the physics from Yoshi's Island. Heck, at one point I even saw a few flying Snifits carrying Baby Mario. At least he wasn't crying. That would've woke me up. Unfortunately, the game is apparently rather buggy since I kept getting into glitches like falling off the top of the screen and dying. Eventually I got a Game Over which, for some reason, used the good night music from Chrono Trigger.
Great. I'm up three and a half hours early.
Post by: BP on September 18, 2008, 07:53:20 AM
Walking down an existent street (but again one I don't normally walk down) we seemed to forget we were going to lunch and came to this abandoned apartment-type building. Since it was getting late and all we stayed there. It was free anyway. There were only two beds so I slept on the floor.
Then none of that was important anymore as the premise of the dream completely changed. I was a Yoshi and there was a boss upstairs in that building. It was a big mechanical centipede-type boss. Only its head and tail were touchable objects, the segments were all electric balls. I would eat the first segment (adjacent to its head) and one at a time, the adjacent segments would disappear. When it got about halfway down its body, though, the segments would reappear at the same rate. So I'd have to eat a segment before the halfway mark before they started regenerating to make sure they didn't reappear. When all the segments were gone I'd take the tail piece and jam it into a unit on the wall to shut the head down. I didn't realize that art first so the wall unit said something like, "Well this is retarded. Without any other body parts the head can't hurt you so I may as well kill it and myself. Bye." And so it shut itself down.
Then I had nothing left to do but wake up. Myeeeh.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on September 18, 2008, 11:36:19 AM
Then I had nothing left to do but wake up. Myeeeh.
I think I found a new signature.
Post by: MaxVance on September 18, 2008, 02:19:30 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on September 18, 2008, 05:35:17 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on October 26, 2008, 08:34:26 AM
When I woke up, my right arm was completely numb. That's fun.
Post by: ShadowBrain on October 26, 2008, 08:56:30 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on October 26, 2008, 09:43:25 AM
(The "who's touching my face" thing. Numb arms happen a lot.)
Post by: Pt_Peach on October 26, 2008, 10:13:42 AM
Post by: Luigalaxy on October 28, 2008, 06:37:33 PM
[Edit] Forgot to add this in. Knowing Luigison is a mod, it has a pair of scissors underneath the name of the poster that made the post he was moderating. For some reason. He didn't click on it, so the usage was unknown. But, my mind got the rest of the symbols right. So, yeah. Then he goes back to the screen.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on October 28, 2008, 07:04:44 PM
Post by: BP on October 29, 2008, 12:24:11 AM
The other night I had this dream that I was starving (no really) and my kitchen was full of unbaked pizzas. But the oven was either gone or didn't work because I couldn't bake them. If this were a real situation I suppose I would eat a pizza unbaked... I only remember the dream because I had take-and-bake pizza for dinner this evening. But I had it and it was terrible. Not that terrible dreams are bad--they make you appreciate things.
Post by: Luigalaxy on October 29, 2008, 04:49:30 PM
Post by: Captain Jim on November 18, 2008, 12:03:02 AM
I was at my school, when suddenly, this screen came down. On the screen was Kojinka in her Gargamel costume. She explained to the entire school that she had hidden 200 smurf plushies throughout the school, and if anyone had collected less than twenty by the end of school, she'd kill them. So, we went on this mad rush to find smurf plushies. I picked up 19 easily, and I needed one more...so I saw this one guy I really don't like, and so I kicked him in the face, which KO'd him. I took his three plushies, and kept one. I gave the other two to BP, bringing him up to 20. So, the rest of the dream involved me trying to keep my Smurfs safe from other people, so I could live.
Post by: BP on November 18, 2008, 01:19:37 AM
Post by: Suffix on November 18, 2008, 01:38:53 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on November 28, 2008, 10:45:21 AM
Post by: dc804 on November 28, 2008, 12:54:24 PM
It was night, and I saw a few lights in the sky. They were all part of the same UFO. I ran inside to grab a camera, but couldn't find one. So I ran back outside to look at it passing over me. I kept looking up, then I heard a loud mechanical noise come from it as the center was passing over me. It was the sound of the engine. The center of it was above me. There was a huge bright light in the center, with a smaller light and a red light next to it. As the center moved over me, I saw a animal behind the center of it, a dog or a deer, I don't remember, was floating in mid-air, being dragged through the air under the UFO. The entire UFO eventually flew past me, and was gone. I remember following it somewhere, but I don't remember anything else.
Though that dream was about a month ago, I didn't remember any part of it until today. Because though I didn't remember any part of it, last night in my dream, I was talking about how I saw it like it really happened. Every time I was talking about watching it pass over me, it didn't feel like I was talking about it, but more like I was going through the whole thing again. I talked about it to people over and over again. So I went through looking at the UFO over and over.
Post by: N64 Chick on November 30, 2008, 08:59:46 AM
Post by: World 6 Retainer on December 02, 2008, 02:45:55 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on December 02, 2008, 04:01:06 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on December 02, 2008, 11:08:20 PM
Me personally, I always think it's kind of awkward when I have a dream pertaining somewhat to a, um... girl at school, and the next day I think "Should I tell them? No, of course not, that's a ridiculous idea. ...Well, it's not like it was anything obscene. Still, that's kind of creepy..."
Post by: World 6 Retainer on December 02, 2008, 11:35:55 PM
Now, over the course of last spring, I joined the local renaissance faire (That has a lot less to do with this being a Zelda dream than you'd think.) In my dream, a girl I know from the scottish guild had a movie she wanted to show us (movie as in VHS tape, not DVD). We were outside, and somehow had a TV out there too. And we were all standing around outside in the woods in the middle of the day watching it.
girl: "This is a scary movie!!"
(puts it in and hits play)
Now, first I don't see anything, but I hear this kind of low humming buzz, like some sort of death ray. Then I start hearing the boomerang sound from the original Legend of Zelda... several of them, actually. Then, I see the image: Remember Link from the old 80's cartoon? (please don't confuse it with CD-i, it was slightly better) Well, a LIVE-ACTION version of him was running around a modern suburb in blind terror as some invisible mob was throwing sword beams, boomerangs, and arrows at him (hence the sounds from before). The look on Link's face was "Oh crap!!" and he was clutching his hat to his head as he jumped fences, turned corners, tripped over trash cans, etc. It was kinda funny.
Post by: Jman on December 12, 2008, 08:55:17 AM
Post by: Reading on December 13, 2008, 04:09:53 PM
I'll use different text colors and styles to try and create the exact mood and feeling of the dream.
I and two of my friends, who I shall refer to as E and M, were outside in the front yard of some house in what seemed to be springtime. There was a mid-sized tree in the center of this yard that had some spots of mold and a somewhat twisty trunk. We were just sort of chillin'. I looked to the left, watching M take a stick and poke around in the dirt next to the house. The next thing I knew, there were GIANT ANTS all around him. Seriously, they were like an inch tall. I looked back to the right for a moment and then back to him, just sort of observing those ants like I usually do to things I'm curious about. He was looking down at them, apparently doing the same thing while they scrambled around his shoes.
Then, I wasn't there. I was whisked to a dinner gathering with a lot of my extended family, like a Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner, except with even more people. It was in a semi-dark-blue, dimly lit room, with a large window at the other end through which I could see the night sky. All in all, it was a pretty cool feel to the whole room, but not exactly one suited to a dinner - those kinds of things deserve a warmer and more welcoming atmosphere.
I don't remember what happened at that dinner, but afterward, I went to a gray building (still at night). I rode down a waterslide and fell down a waterfall past some metal walls like what you'd expect in a sewer or some such. I finally landed in the same kind of sewery place in about three feet of water.
There was a girl who also arrived here who looked about 13. I greeted her with "Hi, Mimi." This was a joke, referencing the fact that she and a few others sat with me at school lunchtime and "acted out" my story Super Paper Mario 2 by using a printed copy and reading it aloud, using a different person for each character's voice. She was the voice of Mimi. In reality, I plan to print a few copies of the story for my friends to read, but I've never done anything like this at lunch - the closest I came was when, in an after-school club, I and a friend presented an interactive version of a chapter in the story by having E as the narrator, I as the male voices, and a girl in the club as the female voices. In case you're wondering why I had "school lunchtime" in dark blue, it's because I recalled the fake SPM2 memory within the dream, and the lunchroom had a lighting and color scheme similar to the night dinner from earlier, except with a bit more gray.
I think I may have traveled through some of these sewer tunnels. In any case, I ended up in a dark steel room being chased by some giant O'Chunks, except he had a different name that I couldn't remember. Eventually, the stage zoomed out or some such, and I found myself looking at a map of that sewer place's layout. It was now a place in a video game, designed by a friend I shall call R, and I watched as she pointed out the map's different features (in real life, I don't even know if she plays video games). The layout that R designed was sort of a dungeon area with different hallways and such, one of which contained that big-toothed flower from Paper Mario (forgot how to spell the name) for some random reason. I reached out and touched part of the apparently now-partially-3D level map, a white bridge with similarly white handrails. The bridge was made of a sort of rubbery substance that I moved my finger across, similar to those four little rubber holder things on the inside of the Wii Wheel.
That's all I can remember. Interestingly, last night before I went to bed, I was playing Super Mario Galaxy. How, then, Super Paper Mario/Paper Mario/Mario Kart Wii got into my mind, I have no idea.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 14, 2008, 06:35:21 AM
Post by: The Chef on December 14, 2008, 01:55:40 PM
All I remember is that I was going about my daily life, there was a new AVGN episode up, then I was thinking about crossovers such as Kingdom Hearts, and then I was seeing Elise from Sonic 2006 in some sort of FMV scene that wasn't actually in the game.
Then there was this scene in this generic clearing where she was forming a friendship with Rikku from Final Fantasy X, then they were in my house and I was playing the "third person cameraman" role. The Elise told Rikku something about "escaping, and then when they went to leave, a bunch of police cars with really loud sirens appeared outside and started circling the house faster than the speed of sound.
From there, we ran downstairs to hide in the basement and I (along with Elise) took a look outside the basement door to see if the evil cops were still lurking about. For some reason there was only one out there now, but it's siren went off again, scaring the ever-loving crud out of me as I and the girls ran to hide again. It was at that point I began to wonder what the hell was going on and why there were evil cop cars coming after be and two video game girls.
Then I spontaneously woke up in a fit of shock, fear, and confusion. I was almost afraid the dream would continue as I fell back to sleep a few moments later.
Post by: Reading on December 15, 2008, 07:38:14 PM
Anyway, new dream!
Chronological order on this one is pretty fuzzy, and I may even have dreamt (is that the right word?) one or two of these segments twice. Here's the dream as well as I can piece it together.
Someone, possibly my mom, wanted my brother and I to watch a movie. If I remember correctly, it was called "The Little Mermaid 3" (was there even a 2?), but the "little mermaid" wasn't actually anywhere in the movie (thankfully). Like almost everything I "watch" within a dream, it was sort of a combination of me watching it and actually being there. It did start in water - specifically, a large swimming pool with pink tiled walls that I was in. There was a person here who may have been that witch lady that was the villain in The Little Mermaid. I was now just watching as the plot of the movie unfolded, involving a criminal villain group brainwashing people and transformation them into an army of little black-and-white figures that looked sort of like the people on the Guitar Hero World Tour loading screen.
Then, the scene switched to another movie, that new Journey to the Center of the Earth. The kid from the movie was conversing with this GIANT TREE MONSTER. It had a thick gray bark and a jagged vertical mouth. Eventually, the kid pulled out three golden coins that were all about two inches wide. He put one of them into an indentically-sized slot in the tree monster's trunk, and stacked the last two and put them both into another slot just to the right of that, explaining something about how the coins contained metals that would seep into the monster's wooden body, killing it. Then he said something along the lines of "You're going to rot in Hell for everything you've done." The monster was like "Noooooo!" as the camera moved inside it and zoomed out through the closing mouth like in a movie. Some more stuff happened at the end of this sequence, but it's very hazy in my memory; I think I actually saw the monster in Hell (or at least some red, fiery place), and there might have been something about the characters returning to the surface like they did in the movie, but I can't remember it.
Then I was in my house. Apparently, people were coming over quite frequently because of something related to Super Mario World ROM Hacking, something I do in real life. It may have been that they wanted to try it for themselves, something I've noticed is very common with "outsiders" of a certain activity, or it might have been just so I could show them what I could do. Perhaps it was both, although a detail I'll mention in a bit inclines me toward the latter. In any case, it was evening, and the sky had that same bold, dark blue tone as the dining room and lunch table from the previous dream. Some people were already over. Two people showed up at our door and rang the bell, and I and my mom answered it. The person in back was a girl I didn't recognize, but the person in front, also a girl, was another friend of mine I shall refer to as C. The end of this part is kind of fuzzy as well; I do remember showing everyone a level that looked a lot like Galactic Glacier 1 from my hack Super Mario Infinity (1).
A quick note: Just for the sake of not having to describe it every time I introduce a real-life friend, all of my personal friends will be referred to by a single letter. This letter will be blue or green if the friend is a guy, and pink or violet if the friend is a girl. So far, I've introduced E, M, R, and C. The different colors are just picked based on which one I think would better suit the person in general.
After that other hazy area, it was a return to the movies. This one, however, centered on a non-existent movie adaption of Oracles of Fire (the best book series you've never heard of). The scene didn't actually resemble anything from the books - it was an icy ocean at night, with the sky color being - you guessed it - bold, dark blue (I wonder if that's going to become a common motif...), except perhaps a bit darker, at true night rather than evening. There were ice floats and what looked like icy mountains. They looked like actual landforms, but it may have just been really big icebergs. From a distance, the movie showed some people approaching a giant red dragon, like one from the books, that looked like a computer-generated image in a live-action movie. It switched, however, to a scene on one of the ice floats, in a sort of traditional 2D animation-slash-anime style. There was one of the two Oracles of Fire - I'm not sure if it was Sapphira or Acacia because they both look identical. She had white hair, like she does in the books, but also a very pale face to the point where it was practically the same color (I'm describing the following because none of it is in the books). Near as I could tell, all or most of her clothing was WHITE as well. There were these tattoos under her eyes, with a black curve following the bottom of the eyes (a small amount of white space between them, though), and three BOLD, DARK BLUE spikes/triangles that pointed downward from that curved line. All in all, she was pretty cute.
I think there was something after that, but nearly as I can tell, I woke up soon after.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 15, 2008, 07:57:10 PM
Post by: WarpRattler on December 15, 2008, 08:06:15 PM
I haven't had any dreams involving the former, fortunately, but the latter appeared in a dream I had recently.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 15, 2008, 10:46:17 PM
BTW, there actually is a Little Mermaid 3. It's a prequel. And I, for one, really like the colors.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 16, 2008, 12:16:31 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 16, 2008, 07:55:16 AM
My part was over, and I got off the stage and snuck into the audience. Some short people came up to the left side of the stage and tried to get into the play. I told my dad who was now almost entirely my mom that I knew how she did the picture thing.
Somewhere around here, I was wearing a little bit of clothes and had two towels wrapped around me. I was in my dorm, but as I went downstairs, it became my house. I wanted to go across the street from my dorm to the cafeteria across the street, so I went downstairs to the family room, where the main door is. On the way to the door, there's a big coat rack, and one coat was hanging about five feet diagonally out of the coat rack and swinging around, with an enormous leaf insect on it -- one that I had apparently seen earlier. I finally got past it, after much squeaming, and went across the street to the cafeteria.
There were clear plastic boxes of cereal. I put some mustard and mayonnaise on the end of a piece of bread and dipped it into the box, picking up pieces of the cereal, which was either Golden Grahams or Cinnamon Toast Crunch. Then I noticed that some of the mustardy-mayonaissey pieces were still in the box, and I figured I should get them out for the other people's sake. At first, I was still dipping the bread in, but eventually I just resorted to grabbing large swathes of creal out with my hands and dumping them into the trash. While I was doing that, I noticed that some pieces were orange. I didn't think much of it, but later I found out that someone had been dipping Cheetos in there.
There were a few other people in the cafeteria, and all of them seemed really tired. One of them left a kitchen sink running and then ducked under it to look for something. The sink started to overflow. I wasn't sure if I should do anything. I pushed the faucet handle down a bit so it would overflow slower, but I didn't go so far as to turn it off. Then a mysterious woman came in and shut it off for me, as I slowly backed away from the sink without really moving -- sort of a Hitchcock zoom.
The play sort of became a movie that I was watching/living, where this group of people was stuck at this house in the wild west that apparently used to be my grandma's house before everything started getting weird. There was a guy, his wife, and his mother, and her mother had apparently been kidnapped by Indians awhile ago. They went inside, stepping on and breaking some toys that used to be at my grandma's house on the way in.
Sort of concurrently with this, my mom tried to tickle me, and I spun around and flung my arms out, one of which was holding a pencil. She said "Hey, stop it!" I said "Well, stop trying to tickle me!"
Inside, it was my grandma's house all over again, and I was playing with a baby who's apparently my nephew in this weird dream world. There was some kind of weird warning screen or something before. He was a bit wet, and my grandma was telling him that I was called Uncle Big Daddy or something like that. There was a sort-of-playpen-ish thing, with a roof and walls and I think open to the grass on the bottom. A baby could walk around in here, with a cord connecting him to the ceiling, sort of like a bumper car. On the other end of the cord, up in the roof, the cord ended in a little round connector. It went on a hidden track through many little square compartments, leaving a trail of string behind as it went. It was a rather complicated mechanism, but the idea was that you could look back on it years later and see where your baby went in it.
I started imagining a baby being in there and going around. I remember thinking that this part was a cartoon. The baby walked around, until it got to the southeast corner. Here, the round connector at the other end of the cord no longer went into small boxes in a grid but one big square for the whole corner. Probably represented freedom from parents or something. In there, the baby's mother got a call from a pregnant friend of hers. We only heard this side of the conversation, but it was pretty clear that the friend had just miscarried. The mother slowly dropped down to the ground. Her pinky finger, which was mine, was inside the playpen and the baby started sucking on it. She said "Right now, either everyone can hear me, or no one."
Somehow I ended up back at my house, where I had set up a computer on the porch. On the computer, there was a chatbot that was apparently a late-DOS-era Jellyvision CD-ROM game, which I had set up to talk to ALICE on its own. Meanwhile, someone was playing Zoo Tycoon. The chatbots were commenting on it. A woman was playing Zoo Tycoon and had been trying to save the life of an alligator. I was sort of helping, but I also felt as though I had seen it all before. Eventually the alligator died, and I heard her anguished cries. The way the game was programmed apparently, there was just a big list of diseases that were randomly selected as the cause of death. The alligator's cause of death was listed as homophobia.
I went back to the chatbots. Several times during the Zoo Tycoon session, they had finished a conversation, and a screen would come up offering you the option of saving the conversation in one of two slots. I had already used one slot, so I saved this one in the other, and then planned to open them, copy everything, and save them outside, probably posting them on here.
The screen where I was copying them from became an aisle in Walmart. I was supposed to be filming a documentary or something in here. The TV there was playing something from either Discovery or a local news station about finding the perfectly preserved body of King David -- who they kept calling Baby King David for some reason. I was looking for something that looked like a gold box, and in the board games aisle, I found a large square Mad Gab box, which had two skinny yellow boxes on the sides. I filmed it, and as I did, a guy, who I think at one point was black but may have been fluctuating between races for a while, appeared in front of it. It turned out that the Baby King David thing was being filmed right here. This guy was an expert they were interviewing. He was twitching a lot. At one point, he was silent for a very awkward twenty seconds. After he'd said his piece, the reporter, who may have been Michelle Malkin, and her cameraperson turned about 25 degrees to interview another guy. I looked over there, still through my camera, and then back to the guy in front of the Mad Gab box, who now had his own, bigger camera. We had a semi-serious semi-joking fight, using the cameras partially as weapons, and yet capturing the whole fight on camera and making it look really cool.
I think eventually I dreamed that I sort of woke up and was going to post all that ALICE stuff on here, but when I got here, someone was complaining that I had bumped the ALICE topic. And then I really woke up.
I'm sure I'm leaving out a lot.
Post by: Reading on December 16, 2008, 04:38:51 PM
I had another dream last night, but it was one of those dreams I only remember a few scattered bits and pieces of. I seem to recall a party at my house, cookies with green-and-red sprinkles, and houseflies. And surprisingly enough, as far as I can tell, there wasn't any bold, dark blue.
Oh, and I just remembered something about the second phase of that previous dream. Somewhere around the end of the second paragraph, it showed the movie's end, where these people (none of whom were in the movie) were cradling this new baby, and then a small, green-and-red monster with tons of eyes crashed through the ceiling and landed on the dining table, implying that the sequel will be about aliens. Wait, green-and-red...is that going to become the new BDB?
Post by: dc804 on December 16, 2008, 08:19:20 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 17, 2008, 07:40:19 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on December 17, 2008, 08:03:50 AM
EDIT: I had a dream (I think it was last night; I don't know how I can't recall) that I got a new CT, one that was fairly long and mentioned TEM at some point.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 20, 2008, 09:06:35 AM
I finally found the right door, and the test proctor pretended to be rude. First there was a paper test. Someone gave me a piece of paper that apparently many other people had already written their answers on, and I had to struggle to find room on it. I started erasing some stuff on one part, and ended up rubbing so hard that the paper started to turn transparent. The proctor began to read question ten. I asked her if she could give the first nine questions again, but after I asked it, the person who asked turned into Colette from Tales of Symphonia, who was sitting across the table and to my right, and who had apparently come with me. The proctor shrilly told her that she couldn't go back that far because too many people were asking questions and giving running commentaries. The proctor then realized that there would be less of that now that Jesse was asleep/dead/something. Then Jesse woke up and said "No I'm not!"
The test turned out to be Tetris Party. First there was an extremely large play field, and quite a few odd-shaped pieces mixed in with the standard ones, including some one and two-block pieces that seemed to move entirely of their own accord while I was already on the next piece. At some point, it turned into two play fields, and I wasn't sure which one I was playing. Then I was controlling an ugly-looking Mario who was running around on the top of the blocks and tried to get him (who soon became a multitude of Marios) to jump up on trampolines falling from the sky to eat as many trophies and stickers as possible.
Back in the test room, we started playing Mafia, with an addition that I don't think I ever played with: Bachelor and Bachelorette cards. As best as I could figure out, each of them proposes to someone each night, and if they pick each other one night, then they get married and the townspeople win.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 24, 2008, 08:38:51 AM
I was in the present, and my mom and I were in her room. I decided I would use our printer/scanner to print out copies of the Constitution, the $10,000 bill that I still had, and that picture of the fat baby angels. We started talking about how those so-called cherubs look nothing like the description of cherubim in the Bible (four wings, four faces, flaming wheels), and pondered whether anime had anything to do with it. Suddenly, I realized that the scanner had been set to blow images up by about 1000%, so the stuff was getting printed out on lots of pages.
Somehow I ended up being/watching a guy who was time traveling on a pirate ship, along with a girl (I think they were supposed to be based on Emil and Marta, because toward the end I saw something and thought about how different it was after two years, and although I thought about Banjo-Kazooie: Nuts and Bolts at the time, overall it fits TOS:DOTNW better). So we had been time travelling around, and were worried that, because we are incorporeal in times other than our own, we might be too weak now that we're back in the present, so we went to Japan and got some Capri Sun. Then we were briefly inside a Japanese grocery store.
Finally, I somehow ended up in a real-life version of something sort of Metroid Prime-ish, where I was simultaneously three people, whose personalities may have been based on Sagi, Guillo, and Milly from Baten Kaitos Origins. We were screw-jumping through grates in a futuristic basement, all the while hearing, but never seeing, a big monster just above us. Finally, we got to a place under a big glass floor that the monster, which looked a bit like a rancor, was walking on. As the girl, I reached up and knocked on the floor to get its attention, and the glass felt weaker than I expected. The monster stuck its face on the floor, and its mouth became an enormous flat sucking implement pressed up against the glass. The So Weird theme song started playing. I was worried that it might break through the glass, so I made myself wake up.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 27, 2008, 10:04:47 AM
We left the store and started walking through the city. There was an ad on the wall for a church men's group, promoting an upcoming series about great male heroes. I pondered whether it would be better to have groups like this or to have a council of seven or eight people preaching at the same time, joining in when they have something to say. I put my half-empty Coke bottle into a tote bag I was carrying, and remembered that I also had a toy lightsaber in there. I held on to that information for later.
As we were walking down the street, there was apparently a costume party somewhere, because lots of people were wearing costumes. One of them was a girl about six years old, wearing a Jasmine costume without the top. Her brother's head appeared, sort of like a low-key version of the Wizard of Oz's head. He was talking about how she was supposed to take the top with her and get it attached to her somewhere, but she didn't, but now, they don't need to worry about that anymore, because he's got this new glue that will let them stick it on her right at home. Suddenly it became a commercial for this glue, and I was watching it. As the commercial continued, I thought to myself "So... if you ever need to stick something onto a little girl's nipples... I guess this is what you need. ...Yeah." The girl and the brother were sitting at a dinner table, and Michelle Obama came in. She was apparently supposed to either be or be playing their mother on the commercial, but at the time I said "Wait a minute, the Obamas don't have any sons!" Michelle tried to sit down in a seat, and missed. She laughed and swore.
There was also something in there about finding a restaurant.
Post by: The Chef on December 27, 2008, 11:24:51 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 27, 2008, 02:21:38 PM
Do normal people really not have ridiculously incoherent dreams like that? I never thought there was anything out of the ordinary about them (in relation to other dreams).
Post by: The Chef on December 27, 2008, 03:51:24 PM
Post by: Glitchy on December 27, 2008, 05:55:53 PM
I was in school, it was 7th period (AKA the last) and it was an assembly about...stuff I don't want to talk about. Normally, I would be in gym during that time. Oddly enough, I go back to my locker, but forget my gym clothes so I have to rush to get them back (apparently, my locker was moved so it was literally on the other half of the school). I finally got them, so I go outside for the buses. Unfortunately, I was too late and I missed the bus. So I whipped out my iPhone and called Mike Shinoda (the rapper guy in Linkin Park). The conversation was something like...
Me: Uh...hey, can you pick me up? I missed the bus.
Mike: Sure.
Me: Okay.
Mike: But I'm in a meeting.
Me: Oh.
Mike: I'll have someone pick you up, but you have to meet them "at a checkpoint". (WTH?)
Me: But I can't just leave the school!
Mike: ...Okay, I gotta go. Bye.
So instantly, it gets dark. I decide to run home. ...And then it gets light again. Nothing really interesting happens during this time (unless the part where I find the bus which goes right through the grass.)
Finally, I make it home, slightly before the time it would have normally taken me (this is somewhat understandable considering I'm the last stop).
Post by: Reading on December 27, 2008, 10:24:47 PM
I was with my brother, and I needed to play Chapter 2-2 of Super Paper Mario to refresh my memory of something (perhaps relating to my story?). I started a new file. I remember that 1-1 was a bit more dark and purple than usual. At one point, 3 flame jets came out of nowhere. In 2-2, when Mario entered a large door in the "below" hallway (that isn't actually there), the screen switched to previous Paper Mario-style 3D and tons of white rats came through the door with him. It was strange.
If you're wondering, my dreams usually have a fairly coherent, but often unstable plot (as I demonstrated in my previous dreams), with a few random, nonsense elements thrown in there. If I've been doing or thinking about something a lot, it'll often show up in my dreams.
Speaking of which, I got "Sonic 2006" on Christmas. I played it all that night, and yesterday, that was pretty much all I did. Oddly enough, no Sonic 2006-related dreams have come up yet. If my past dreams are any indication, though, it'll appear sooner or later...
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 27, 2008, 10:51:24 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 28, 2008, 07:58:32 AM
Also, I haven't seen that show in 2 years! Verrrrry weird.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on December 28, 2008, 08:01:42 AM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 28, 2008, 08:29:29 AM
No. Peach was there instead. She looked all blocky and stuff and her eyes were glowing red. So then she drifts (or hovers, not walks) towards Mario and pushes him off the edge of the stage/battle arena. That was it. I was terrified for days.
Post by: Reading on December 28, 2008, 05:52:56 PM
At 5 in the morning, the blaring wind woke me up. I was sort of half-frightened, like that dull remnant of the "FEAR OF THE DARK" we all had as children. After a few minutes, though, I fell back asleep. And I dreamed.
I was in an unfamiliar building. The school Christian club that I'm in was apparently meeting here. The "leader" I shall call J was telling us about an event that occured at this building earlier, and I was sort of watching it as well. A group of people had broken into the building (through a bold, but not very dark blue entrance) and stolen a flash drive that contained some important data. I don't recall anything else about that meeting.
After that meeting, I went to what seemed to be a rather open video game store, and a friend I shall call P was there also. The store had a fabric, tent-like roof (no walls), rows of tables on which games were placed, and an inactive fireplace in the top-left corner that had a teal-and-lime green color scheme. There were stands of various video game characters on the fireplace, one of which was Elise (aha). This reminded me of Sonic 2006, and I was going to tell P about how I got the game, but I didn't get the chance to for some reason.
I exited the store. Apparently, this was all taking place in a city that strongly resembled Soleanna (chalk two up). I was sitting at a table with some people who may have been my friends or family, and observing some docks with sailboats. That area was on the right side of the city (when viewed from the ocean). I said "Is that supposed to be the 'front' of the city?" One of the people with me said something like "No, I think this is." We were sitting close to the ocean (the city's actual layout looked only remotely similar to how it is in the game). I said "Well, this is an uninteresting front. They should have the docks out here, facing the ocean..." and then I launched into a rant about how they could improve the city's layout that I can't remember most of.
Seemingly the next day, I went to another meeting of that club. I pulled an elementary-style desk over to a group of them and sat down (in the actual thing, we use round tables). A guy who I'm not sure was an actual club member or not pulled up a chair and sat at the same desk as me. I was about to inform him about my personal space when J suddenly walked in and accused him of having the stolen flash drive. He was seemingly in cahoots with those people who stole it earlier. I don't know what that information was, but at that moment, the wind woke me up again. Except this time, it was a reasonable time to get up.
This was actually a pretty unusual dream for me, since it had a (sensical) coherent plot all the way through. It doesn't really count, though, since these are only the parts I remember enough to describe; there was much more in there, and I distinctly remember being Spongebob at one point. O_o
Funny since, due to a party, I didn't play Sonic 2006 at all yesterday. :P
I apologize for the relative lack of color in this one. It's so much easier to think of font tags when I'm using my fingers, not my arm, to type, and can see more than 2 tiny lines at once.
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 28, 2008, 06:58:51 PM
Later that night (7 or 8PM) I watched a new episode of Ed, Edd n' Eddy. It was the one when Ed was cranky. Then Ed snaps and goes on a rampage through the park and guess what? Up goes the seesaw! Now, I think to myself "wait a minute...didn't I see this episode before?" but the
episode says "NEW!". So I guess I had a dream about the future.
Post by: Luigalaxy on December 28, 2008, 07:33:20 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 28, 2008, 09:28:37 PM
No. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ESP . See the link for more information. ESP stands for Extra Sensory Perception.
Yeah, I went there and read some of it. It's pretty interesting stuff. Another scary dream I had was about Bowser in Super Mario 64, but he was huge! I mean really, huge. He was as tall as Peach's castle. All I remember is being Mario and having to duck and hide all over the place (outside Peach's castle).That's all I can remember. I had this dream somewhere back in 2001. My dream could have been telling me that I would see a colossal sized Bowser in the future, like Giga Bowser or SMS Bowser. I don't know. I guess it came true too.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 29, 2008, 10:57:55 AM
Also, at some point I killed two ducks with brightly colored bills (one pink, one green) in a castle tower, and claimed it was okay because it was for science.
Incidentally, I'm also writing on the Wii right now. My Vista forgot what CD drives are, and apparently the only way to fix it is for the Geek Squad to drive it to their secret headquarters and wipe everything out.
Post by: Luigalaxy on December 29, 2008, 11:51:48 AM
Post by: Reading on December 29, 2008, 03:17:06 PM
I was outside some gray brick building in a vehicle, perhaps inspired by Shadow's story in Sonic 2006. There were thick, tall bushes all around the fringe of that building, and BEARS were coming out of it. I was just cooly ramming them with my vehicle and eliminating them.
Once I had them all, I got out and went to a group of my friende that included one I will call D (I couldn't tell who any of the others were, although his girlfriend E might have been). We were all walking down the street, which was starting to look sort of like a carnival. Then, it stayed in the same place, but I was playing Sonic Chronicles. They were about to enter the Twilight Cage. When they did, it showed a cutscene that resembled something from Sonic 2006 rather than the comic-style cutscenes that game uses. Sonic and everyone were in a dark, city place and Sonic was sort of looking around.
Perhaps my dream was spawned from my disappointment over how Sonic Chronicles was a rather lightweight adventure, instead of the deeper, darker game they made it sound like while it was in production. I mean, come on. They even took out the part where Amy calls Rouge a tramp!
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 29, 2008, 04:49:25 PM
I mean, come on. They even took out the part where Amy calls Rouge a tramp!
Wow....that's not like Amy to call people names like that. I mean, sure she has a wild temper but she has standards. So I can see why they took that word out of the game. Reading, you do know that this is your second dream relating to Sonic, right? Maybe you're playing Sonic games too much? Or maybe not. It's just a guess. I just remembered the dream I had today and guess what everybody? It was about Sonic! I felt like I was actually Sonic, and I/Sonic was riding a mach bike like the ones from Mario Kart wii, but it felt like a combination of this stage from Sonic 2006
(https://themushroomkingdom.net/board/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Ftbn3.google.com%2Fimages%3Fq%3Dtbn%3A4beXyo9ujax1vM%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fmedia.arstechnica.com%2Fjournals%2Fthumbs.media%2FSonicPS3.jpg&hash=cdc49427f29fe13ee97dbba76e9ab90c) and this race track from Mario Kart Wii (https://themushroomkingdom.net/board/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Ftbn0.google.com%2Fimages%3Fq%3Dtbn%3ALN8IDXpUN7doMM%3Ahttp%3A%2F%2Fwww.supercheats.com%2Fguides%2Ffiles%2Fguid%2Fmario-kart-wii%2Fmap20-1.jpg&hash=bbc5301d057dd842114670bf20231269) except it was more paler looking than this. I/Sonic was riding the mach bike on a very bumpy stage similar to the pics above and was performing tricks and every time I landed, I would go faster and faster until everything went black....I (as Sonic) ended up in a pitch black room and then two bright white squares popped out of nowhere and I stepped on one, trying to get to the other platform, then the second white square vanished and I was falling but somehow I sprouted a parachute out of my back and made it to the other platform...then, someone caught me. And that's the way my dream ended. It was kind of a cool dream. Maybe it means that we'll see Sonic riding a mach bike in the near future...
Post by: Captain Jim on December 29, 2008, 06:54:55 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 29, 2008, 08:16:51 PM
...but why would Sonic ride a mach bike?! He's faster when he's not on it! That's the same issue I had with Shadow and his motorcycles....
Shadow rode motorcycles?! Interesting...I didn't know that. Anyway, I don't know why Sonic was riding a mach bike. I still question why SEGA put Sonic on a jet-powered surfboard instead of on foot. He is the world's fastest blue hedgehog and he doesn't need any vehicles slowing him down.
Post by: Glorb on December 30, 2008, 12:44:07 AM
At some point later that night, I dreamed I walked outside and saw a glowing rope leading up to the sky. When I tugged on it, it came loose, and eventually a dead body came flying down to the ground, attached to the rope. Apparently I yanked him loose.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 30, 2008, 01:47:40 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on December 30, 2008, 08:11:21 AM
I don't normally remember my dreams, and that which I do remember is disjointed, but a particular image from the night before last's dream has stuck in my head: Flying farms! Among other things, I saw a silo, a barn, and a few assorted farmhouses levitating by propeller in the near distance. I thought to myself something along the lines of, "Well, that's pretty efficient! You save space on the ground and can move the whole thing when the land goes bad."
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on December 30, 2008, 10:15:01 AM
Like the first time it happened in first grade, I was in a log cabin with my first grade class, some girl yelled for the teacher from the outside as she opened the door. After that everyone goes outside and looks to the sky. A giant monster truck on a cloud is there. Then cue the creepy horror music. Then I wake up. The same thing happened in second grade except with my second grade classmates and teacher. It never changes, but I don't think I'll be having that dream again...
Post by: Reading on December 30, 2008, 05:49:45 PM
Reading, you do know that this is your second dream relating to Sonic, right? Maybe you're playing Sonic games too much? Or maybe not. It's just a guess.That's true. As I described earlier, I got Sonic 2006 on Christmas Day and played it all that night, played it all day the 26th, didn't play it on the 27th, and played it heavily after that until I finally beat it last night on the 29th. The ends of games always impact me in some way, and this held true for Sonic 2006, because guess what...I had another Sonic dream last night!
I'm on my parents' computer right now so I can upload a chapter for my story, so I might as well add in the full serving of snaz
It was a scene sort of like the final area in Sonic 2006, except with stone pedestals that held the Chaos Emeralds. All (or most) of the characters from that scene were there, but it was actually supposed to be the beginning of a game. It sort of felt like I was Sonic at this point. I/Sonic (who I shall henceforth refer to as iSonic) said something like "Holy freaking mackerel." I can't remember if it was Shadow or Elise who was like "What?" iSonic responded, "The Chaos Emeralds are here. And not, like, scattered around where they'll obviously eventually be stolen by Dr. Eggman to power this ridiculous cliched monster that'll end up going out of control and trying to destroy the world thus forcing everyone to work together by using the Chaos Emeralds to turn Sonic/Sonic and Shadow/Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles/Sonic, Shadow, and Silver into Super forms so they can defeat it." Heh, I'm not really sure if that's what I said, but it was something along those lines.
Then, I was watching/playing/living a video game in an ocean level with small, but high islands, which I suppose was vaguely similar to Wave Ocean. The character, who was probably Sonic but might also have been Mario (I was no longer Sonic at this point) was going from island to island using the typical Sonic springboards. There was a small building on a larger island with brown walls and a green roof, that looked sort of like a shack or cabin, but Sonic/Mario bypassed it, bounced to the next island, and landed in a larger building.
Something went on in this building, but my memory blanks out everything from Sonic/Mario's final bounce to the scene I'm about to describe. I was myself, in that building, and I needed to go to my locker to get something (it was perhaps a school?). The interior of the building had those green (sort of barf-green) lockers, maroon brick walls, and a beige-ish tiled floor. The E I mentioned earlier was also here, by the locker one or two to the right from mine. In real life, she does share a locker with D that's two lockers to the right from mine.
That's about all I can remember.
I don't really expect these Sonic dreams to stop anytime soon, because now that I've finished 2006, here comes Sonic Unleashed. :P
I tend to dream in chunks. I'll often have two or three "major" dreams in a row or nearly in a row, then it'll sort of phase out, with a few minor ones, and occasionally I'll have a while where I can't remember any dreams at all. I had a down period just before the first dream I posted here, and that was followed by the next major dream. Then came another small down period with a few minor dreams, and finally the three dreams in a row I posted over the last three days. I think recording your dreams helps you to remember them (does it?), so perhaps I'll be having more.
I've never had any "fever dreams". I've had a few similar thoughts, though, like that "stare at an object and make it move with the power of your mind" thing that I'm sure we're all aware of. Also, flying farms...heh.
Post by: The Chef on December 30, 2008, 08:24:34 PM
Sickness dreams are always really strange. Maybe it's because you're half asleep anyway.
I once had a fever dream when I was out sick from school for a week back in my elementary school days. I can't remember what year it was, but it had to have been after Wario Land 3 was released because part of the dream was inspired by my then-recent playings of the game, and I hadn't gotten very far.
That said, I was lying in bed that day as I typically do when I am sick, then all of a sudden I saw the snake vase from the village stage (among others) in WL3 sitting next to the bed. Remember, at the time I hadn't progressed very far into the game, so my assumption was that the vase was some sort of cannon. For some reason I remember the "cannon" next to the bed switching between the WL3 vase and the cannons from SM64, and the bed's blanket seemed to change patterns every few seconds. My mom entered the room, and at that point I felt the bed vibrate as though it had a rocket engine attached to it. I tried to warn her that the bed and the cannon were about to take off, and then she snapped me out of my dream.
The freaky part about it is that she said my eyes were open while the dream/hallucination was going on. Is sleeping with your eyes open actually possible?
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 30, 2008, 08:34:25 PM
The ends of games always impact me in some way, and this held true for Sonic 2006, because guess what...I had another Sonic dream last night!
Wow. Third times the charm, huh, Reading? I think your dreams are replaying all the time you spent playing Sonic 2006. And they probably won't end unless you stop playing/thinking about Sonic. If not, then grab a bucket full of popcorn and enjoy your Sonic-themed dreams. :)
I had another dream today but it wasn't about Sonic, it was real life. I was in the kitchen, just looking around when someone shouted my name and said "get that cat out of here"! The cat was black. So I grabbed the cat by it's tail and threw it out the kitchen screen door. Then, the cat comes back in a calm manner, almost looking like it wanted something...and that was it. I really don't understand that dream.....maybe I'll be getting a cat someday? I don't know because I don't have any pets right now.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 30, 2008, 09:28:52 PM
Is sleeping with your eyes open actually possible?I think most species of snake have no eyelids and still sleep, so probably.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on December 30, 2008, 11:27:10 PM
Post by: Reading on December 31, 2008, 01:08:15 PM
I was in a school. It wasn't my school, that I could tell: it was much larger and expansive. I was walking in a LARGE open space, with those big lights with white cylindrical coverings. I was with a new ("new" as in not previously introduced) friend called Z, and one of his friends I couldn't remember the name of. We were going upstairs for something, and then these older guys came and started harassing us. We were just sort of cooly walking upstairs and ignoring those jerks.
We emerged on the second floor. It had brick walls and was shaped sort of like a U - a hallway, a turn to the left, another hallway, another turn to the left, and the final hallway. Those two friends mysteriously disappeared as I entered a classroom. The room itself wasn't familiar, but the class resembled my English class from last school year. We were given paper (an assignment, probably). I accidentally dropped mine, but another new friend, A, picked it up for me. I thanked her and looked at the assignment.
I don't know what occured the rest of that period before the bell rang. We all left the class. I walked to the other end of the U-hallway to my math class. There were these cheerleaders doing practice in the middle of the hallway, jumping around with flags and such. Why they were in the middle of the hallway, I'll never know, although the place did seem strangely empty. Another new friend K was one of them, and there were maybe one or two others I recognized, but I don't know who they were. I entered the math room, taught by the same substitute teacher I had for large portions of my 8th and 9th grade math classes (my middle school goes 7th-9th, making my current 10th grade my first year in high school). C was in this class, and she had the dark red hair color she had for part of last year rather than the shiny blond color she currently uses (if anyone's wondering, her natural hair color is a bit duller blond).
There was a door close to the English class at the other (the first) area of the U hallway that I wanted to find out what was in. After the math class, I entered it. I was standing in what seemed to be a storage room. It was more well-lit than I'd expect, though. There were some boxes and steel things close to me, and beyond that, some sort of console with a label I can't remember. I was now Shadow, and I investigated that console by going through one of those ? circles from Sonic 2006/Heroes. iShadow said "[Heck] a lot better than dying." Wow, perhaps I was remembering my distaste for Shadow's swearing in Shadow the Hedgehog? I never swear, so that must have been Shadow. :o
This apparently was a storage area for some criminal organization. I exited the room through a door at the other end, coming out in a field, with lighting about 5 PM, in some place that looked like an outdoor children's park but I knew was Disney World from a snippet of an earlier dream. I heard a transmission sort of like the ones from Sonic 2006, except it was my mom who was speaking, and apparently she was part of this organization that had that storage place. I walked up to this little kid (pretty much a baby) playing in this sandbox thing and tried to ask him something, and he got scared and ran away. I then looked at a spherical jungle gym thing with red bars, and recalled a narration from Maximum Ride, something like "It was now a sphere, as opposed to the dodecahedron I'd seen earlier", in reference to that jungle gym. That narration isn't actually in any of the books, and I somehow sensed that "dodecahedron" was referring to a sort of half-sphere, instead of an actual...dodecahedron. I don't think I was Shadow at this point anymore. I sort of went around the area, but I can't remember much around here because that's when I woke up.
Strange. This one also had a semi-fixed plot, except it kind of merged into a new one when I entered that one room. Also, four identified friends in this one! Maybe I'm yearning for the companionship of my friends since I haven't seen them all break.
Post by: Glitchy on December 31, 2008, 02:10:22 PM
Tonight I had a dream that was Cube (Free FPS engine) and Call of Duty 5 combined. It was so confusing that it woke me up and I felt so bad.
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on December 31, 2008, 06:39:00 PM
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I then looked at a spherical jungle gym thing with red bars.That made me think of that show, Recess, where there is a half-spherical jungle gym. I don't know, I'm kinda lost for words about this one.
But I think the dream means that you miss hanging out with your friends, and maybe even school (did I just say that?).
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There were these cheerleaders doing practice in the middle of the hallway, jumping around with flags and such.One word; Awesome.
The other night I had a dream that I was at an E3 event and I saw Shigeru Miyamoto on stage. And then he went back into the lobby and I talked to him about Mario. Then he walked me home. ([wtd]?)
Heh heh, that shows how much you (and everybody else) admire Mr.Miyamoto.
PS I didn't have a dream today.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on January 01, 2009, 03:08:37 AM
Post by: Luigalaxy on January 01, 2009, 08:59:50 AM
Post by: Reading on January 02, 2009, 03:04:13 PM
I was driven to a building that was possibly a school. Some of my friends, including D, had arrived here as well. I started a conversation with him as we walked in the parking lot toward the building, but we stopped talking after a few seconds for some reason.
Once inside the building, we arrived at a lunchroom. It sort of looked like the lunchroom from the first dream I posted here (I should give my dreams titles). I got some food and sat down at a table against the right wall. I don't know if A was there before or if she came after I did, but she sat across from me. I greeted her and we again had a few-second conversation before abruptly silencing ourselves. I think this silence thing has to do with my desire to hold longer conversations with people.
After I ate, I went to the upper-right corner of the lunchroom and looked into a narrow horizontal gap in the right wall that revealed an underwater base on the other side that belonged to Dr. Eggman, in a scene similar to Sonic Unleashed. It had gray steel walls and floor and I think there was some seaweed out of water. It was like a video game or something on the computer that I could control - there were these things that looked like white computer keys with weird black symbols on them, and I changed them to black with white symbols. It still was part of "real life", though, because Dr. Eggman got tired of my color-changing and released these GIANT RED BUGS that he called "Sun bugs". They looked sort of like ladybugs, and could fly, but were a brighter red, and were larger. They apparently had a vicious temper, a nasty bite, and attacked in swarms, so I proceeded to get the heck out of there.
I was then at my home, outside, and it seemed like it was a summer evening. The sun bugs were still attacking. I ran next to a group of rocks and trees that's behind my house, but the sun bugs were here too. There was a branch of an evergreen tree that sort of stuck out, and one of those bugs was right on it. I sort of tried to do the Matrix and dodge it, but I ended up plowing right through the whole thing, and the sun bugs were still chasing after me.
Then, it changed. This was all part of a movie that I and my friends were filming. Everything after this point is connected to the movie somehow, although it's sometimes hard to tell what was supposed to be part of the movie, and what I experienced during the "filming" but not as part of the movie itself. Chronological order on these seperate events is really messy too.
It suddenly became night as we filmed the movie outside of my house. The cameraman was a new friend called N, and P was part of the production team as well. These two flaming meteorites came crashing down. They were slightly larger than soccer balls and looked sort of the like the glowy spheres from Sonic 2006's Flame Core except a bit more red instead of violet. I had to go to the bathroom, so I walked into P's house, which was right behind mine (in real life, he doesn't even live in my neighborhood). There was a maroon-violet curtain above the toilet that ran vertically and had a gold pattern and some words on it. I can't remember exactly what it was, but I think the design looked like the Olympic Rings thing.
Later, we went inside my house to film another part of the movie. This part was apparently about a contest, sort of like the Winter Awards happening right now with different "most" categories, for inanimate objects. Except these inanimate objects were alive...and no, this is not a fever dream. There was a tall boot next to the door that leads to my garage with really sharp teeth (its mouth was where the toes are), and we filmed it scaring the crap out of this kid who was sleeping in what seemed to be my bedroom. Now, if that had been the dream itself, that would've been a nightmare. :P Perhaps that was "most vicious boot"?
After that, we apparently turned in for the night, and the next morning, it was back to filming. We were finishing up the Inanimate Object Mosts segment, or so it seemed. There was this table in my dining room (the camera was on a stand in the near-left corner) in front of the one that's actually there, and smaller, like a reading desk. There was an open book on here, and I somehow knew it was Brisingr. A nose jumped onto this table and complained "How the heck did I win the award for cutest nose?" It was clearly female, and had a few freckles in the middle (all in all, it fit the description). We then turned our attention to Brisingr, reading a certain portion that talked about "something bad". It mentioned Eragon and Arya (I haven't actually read Brisingr yet).
It was now night again, outside, and there was a pool of dimly illuminated water near the end of my driveway, lit by dim red lights. As N filmed, I watched as something crawled out of the pool. I thought it might be an alligator or something, but it soon turned out to be my friend F, acting like an alligator.
N, P, and F are all friends from my sometimes-odd "video game group", so it made sort-of sense for them to be filming such a random movie. Someone else from the dream like D or A, I can't picture doing that. Yes, D is random, but in a more...cool and civilized manner than random meteors and contests for inanimate objects and people acting like alligators. More like BEAR CAVALRY.
And there's Sonic again, or at least something related to him! I don't think this is going to stop until after I've beaten Unleashed. :P
Post by: BP on January 02, 2009, 04:42:34 PM
I had this weird dream that I was with my friends at a girls' basketball game. No idea why. I couldn't recognize what team we were there for; it was green vs. blue, neither of which are my school colors. It sucked, the lamesters right behind me got so excited that they lunged forward and flailed their arms, whacking me several times. I fell asleep in a corner and everyone moved.
When it ended I went out and approached what I thought was my car. I was hit by the cold feeling that I hadn't locked the door--and the door to this car wasn't locked. When I got in and turned it on, it was obvious that this wasn't my car. It smelled like an old guy, my dashboard pirate was gone, and it was uncontrollable. It just took off. I eventually parked it near where it was, found my actual car, and got in that.
Post by: Jman on January 02, 2009, 09:38:48 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on January 03, 2009, 07:35:51 AM
Post by: The Chef on January 03, 2009, 12:05:23 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 03, 2009, 12:55:50 PM
Post by: Lizard Dude on January 03, 2009, 01:00:04 PM
I intended to post about my dream when I woke up, but now I have forgotten the aspect that made it funny, which was specifically who the girl was that TEM and I interviewed in the cafe.
Post by: Reading on January 05, 2009, 03:46:23 PM
And the dream before that, I was chasing a train. Inside a building.
Post by: TEM on January 05, 2009, 04:30:29 PM
I intended to post about my dream when I woke up, but now I have forgotten the aspect that made it funny, which was specifically who the girl was that TEM and I interviewed in the cafe.
Think about all the dreams you've ever had in your life that you can remember, this will cause you to remember other dreams and hopefully the one you just had will crop up.
Post by: Lizard Dude on January 07, 2009, 05:54:40 AM
What the EFF?
Post by: Luigalaxy on January 07, 2009, 01:11:30 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on January 07, 2009, 07:33:36 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 08, 2009, 07:50:15 AM
Then I had another dream. There were three parts going on simultaneously, and I don't remember when they switched back and forth, so I'll just do them one at a time:
I dreamed I had gotten Chrono Trigger DS and several other games off of Amazon. The cover of Chrono Trigger, which for some reason I was calling Third Love, had gotten bent, so I decided to take it out and rip it up. I was holding one piece of the cover and looking at it while walking around. I saw a sticker on it that was a note from the seller, saying that the drum controller it was supposed to come with should be in the box. It wasn't, so I made a note to leave some negative feedback or something. I peeled off the sticker and saw some screenshots of the mode where you would use the drum controller, to fight 3D Goombas. Another screenshot was a video of a giant mechanized Mario walking through a post-apocalyptic city with the Master Sword, and he ran into Sonic. Then Mario became a Hyper Sonic that was either made out of stone or metal. Then that became a kangaroo in Mechagodzilla garb, and I was facing it. The game was called "Get the Kangaroo Wet." The mechakangaroo pushed me through the city, to the left side where there was a beach. There was no water there, but it was all a big set that we were pretending was real. The kangaroo's mecha armor temporarily disappeared, and I started pushing it back to the right, but when we got all the way to the other side of the city, there wasn't another beach, just a wall. I realized that I was apparently supposed to throw it into the water when we were at the beach. So I did that. The dog who was running the game laughed. The dog was based on some fictional character, but I can't remember who. It may have been the older brother in The Perfect Score. I realized that the little piece of the Chrono Trigger cover was in the kangaroo's mouth. As I went to get it back, with the dog laughing in the background, the kangaroo became a small whale and the shred of the Chrono Trigger cover became the whole The World Ends With You cover, and I had no idea how that had gotten into his mouth. I asked the dog futilely if he knew how to get the kangawhale's mouth open, and then just went in there myself, finally pulling out a bent and slobbery cover. I lamented it for a while, but then I realized that it wasn't the cover, it was just the My Nintendo registration thing for it (which it doesn't actually have).
Also, I was part of a group of people, which seemed to include Dave Coulier and John Stamos, who were being led, often by one of my college professors, named Buzo, through a basement and doing some stuff that involved paint. There was some kind of test where we were supposed to spray different colors of paint on a big piece of paper that was standing up in front of us. Dave Coulier wasn't too sure of himself, but John Stamos reassured him. Then I tried it, in another room, and then realized I did it wrong. I kind of got separated from the group, and ended up going to the floor above my floor in the dorm, where there were 3-inch tall cardboard cutouts of naked men scattered around the floor. There was a tiny little car with tiny little people in it that fell down and landed upside down, trapping the tiny people, right around the time that I thought about leaving negative feedback for the guy that left out the Chrono Trigger drums. I went back down to my floor, where either Buzo or John Stamos was asleep in the chair.
The third concurrent line, and the one I woke up on, involved a hypothetical Wii version of Master of Illusion. Unlike the DS game, where you use the DS to perform magic tricks in real life, this was kind of an RPG where you played as a new inductee in magician school. There were many different tricks, most of them pretty large-scale stuff, and your character could do them all right away, but the point was that for all of them you saw how they were actually done. A fat guy turned off the lights and tried to make a joke about Maxwell Smart in the future, but the person he was trying to set the joke up with was a receptionist who was behind a big metal curtain and probably wasn't there anymore, so he just quickly delivered his punchline and cut his losses. This trick had something to do with a Barbie and a Ken being in a to-scale motorhome, and the audience only being able to see their silhouettes. At first they were Minnie and Donald (and Donald was a mouse), but they became Barbie and Ken pretty soon. Both of them had long hair. I was outside the motorhome, and wasn't sure if I was really supposed to be there, but I was pretending to be a monster outside their motorhome and trying to scare them. They didn't really react, being dolls, but assistants kept moving them around and talking for them. I was wearing these (http://nbcauction.auction.seenon.com/viewitem.php?item=873&category=109) glasses. I was actually starting to scare myself a bit, especially when I saw that the dolls (which had somehow unnoticeably become my size) had glowing eyes. I think this is where I woke up.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on January 08, 2009, 11:48:35 AM
I was walking up the stairs of a giant cathedral place with some people I only knew in the dream. I got to the top area and ducked behind a short wall because someone was talking on a cell phone. It turned out to be someone I know from college, but she left. I think she was an enemy spy or something. After that, I turned around and discovered that there was a bookstore here on the top floor. One of the guys who ran the bookstore commented on how great it was to live up there because it kept you in shape. The books were $2 but when they were getting ready to close they put them down to $1. They also had some anime VHS for $4 each. I told my mom that if she was looking for books about Dissidia, she was in the right place. The whole back section of the store was filled with books on some old concept that apparently Square had appropriated in order to make Dissidia. There were hundreds of books entitled things like "The Dissidies". There was also a very large Modern Library book from the 50s entitled "How to Create Sound for Video Games".
Post by: Jman on January 09, 2009, 12:11:35 AM
Post by: TEM on January 09, 2009, 08:49:54 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 09, 2009, 10:39:18 PM
The dreams that are interesting are waaay too long and drawn outTell that to my subconscious. (assuming that I'm one of the interesting ones)
Post by: Chupperson Weird on January 09, 2009, 11:31:49 PM
(sum it up to the interesting parts, people, this isn't your blog)Tell that to yourself. CrossEyed, not TEM.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 10, 2009, 12:52:59 AM
Post by: TEM on January 11, 2009, 01:00:31 AM
I dreamed about a new, gigantic house with 5 floors and tons and tons of carpeted staircases. Where one of the doors was supposed to be, however, was a plastic curtain with a bunch of poorly drawn famous video game characters. The drawings started to pop out of their dimension and into ours, and the curtain disappeared into some kind of smoky tree area.
This may seem overly edited, but you have to sort of pick and choose what to say for the sake of keeping an audience interested. There may be lots of weird things going on, such as with the example dream, but only let the weirdest of the weird, the most interesting happenings, escape your filter. What is the most interesting is up to you. No one will argue about it if the part you think is the most interesting is the only part they see!
To finish off this workshop, I'll provide a personal dream, shortened to the juicy parts so the audience doesn't get bored. I'll then point out the parts I didn't include and why.
I had a dream where my teeth were falling out. The sensation of my teeth loose inside my mouth and slipping past my lips was vivid and disturbing. The dream ended with me seeing my deformed toothless mouth in the mirror and crying on the floor about it.
THINGS I EXCLUDED:
Location - I left out that this took place in the house that I grew up as opposed to the house I live in right now. This detail is all personal and no one else cares about it besides myself. If the dream had taken place at some famous locale, it might be worth mentioning, but this can also be boring and not worth mentioning unless it is really, really bizarre.
SPECIFIC Location in time - This dream had different things taking place in different areas of the house, but they aren't notable in the least. No one cares that the dream started in the living room and ended in the bathroom. If I had traveled time or put on a jetpack and went to the moon, maybe it would have made the cut.
Other People in the dream - In this dream the house was empty except for my dad bathing in the tub at the end when I was in the bathroom. Once again, his presence is only memorable to myself in this forum. If it had been Raptor Hitler bathing in the tub I might have kept it in.
Boring Events - I left out me trying to tell my dad about my teeth while he listening calmly sitting in the bath tub. I can't repeat it enough, this is a boring event that only I care about because I'm speaking to my father.
I hope this helps everyone make more concise, interesting posts about their dreams.
Post by: The Chef on January 11, 2009, 12:32:09 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 11, 2009, 12:40:32 PM
There was a cavalcade of faces. For each, I gave them the first celebrity name that popped into my head, whether it made sense or not. A woman with red hair (like the actual color red, not just the orange that's called red when it's hair) and thick-framed cat glasses who looked a bit a woman I had just seen in church this morning in the pew in front of me I called Judge Judith Shendlin. A black man with a graying beard I called Larry Burr, then added a D to his last name to make it Larry Bird. An elderly man with his head in a plastic bubble I called Patrick Swayze.
This last man became Bill Murray starring in a movie. The premise of the movie was that this man had somehow lost every part of his body but his brain (or maybe the full head; like the classic film The Brain That Wouldn't Die or The Head That Wouldn't Die, there wasn't much of a conceptual distinction). His head was preserved in a plastic bubble and placed on a mechanical humanoid body, but for some reason, his head was not placed on his mechanical shoulders. Instead, it was placed more in the crotch area, and atop his shoulders was an electrical generator.
Brain-crotched Bill Murray tried to get a job on a spaceship, whose name I can't remember, but as it was supposed to take off, many misfortunes befell it. Bill Murray was supposed to look at a new kid coming in, a young male blue anthropomorphic badger referred to as "the Caroline appointee," referring to Caroline Kennedy's current attempt to get appointed to the United States Senate, and the sense of entitlement and unfairness there. Bill Murray assigned the Caroline appointee to a non-existant job and then walked off the ship, looking for a new job.
The movie fast-forwarded. This new scene opened with a shot of the thing on top of Bill Murray's mechanical shoulders, which apparently did double duty as a generator in a sealed plastic cone and an air intake. Don't ask me how that worked. Bill had had some problems before with efficient ways to create electricity up there to run his body without suffocating himself, but now it was apparently fine. Some of the observers, mostly the female ones, expressed concern when they saw oil being scattered all around in the plastic cone, but Bill was unperturbed, even blowing bubbles in the oil to demonstrate how safe he was. Bill was now second-in-command on an Enterprise-type ship. Apparently he was now in some culture where everyone had an odd number of eyes, and was asked to modify his body accordingly so that people wouldn't be freaked out. All of the other crewmates that I could see at first also had three eyes. He had apparently gotten this job based on his experience on the ship at the beginning. Also, his face was now very smooth and looked something like a cross in color, shape, personality, and consistency between Grand Admiral Thrawn and Data. I'm not sure whether it had been like that all along.
The ship lurched to the side, and I saw many one-eyed aliens, calling into question my previous assumption that everyone here had three eyes. The lurching ship became a court-martial where Bill Murray's appropriateness for the second-in-command job was considered. Bill thought it would be smooth sailing, until suddenly the Caroline appointee was called as a witness. He was still ticked about what happened on the ship. Bill considered explaining what had happened, but decided it was so convoluted that it would look like he made it up. The CA decried Bill, saying he abandoned his post and, through a strange course of events, which were not spun in a very positive way for Bill, the CA himself had to take on the job. The judge pointed out that there were no records showing him as having done Bill's old job, and the CA blamed that on the fact that ship's crew was so incompetent that they never ended up getting off the ground, saying "[ship's name which I can't remember] is MISERY!" with a deranged look on his face. The judge asked the CA why he hadn't been able to get a job since then (Around this point, Bill Murray started trying to sneak out). The CA responded, a little more restrained but still clearly deranged, "Because they say I'm not a man!" (man as in human, not man as in male) There was an empty beat or two, the judge blinked, then said, in a Ned Flanders voice, "Well, neither am I!" I looked around and it was true: he and everyone else in the room, except Bill Murray, was an anthropomorphic animal. The judge, who was apparently also the commander of the ship, continued, "Well, I think we can overlook that, because I can't wait to be grokkin' with you!" (it wasn't as weird as it sounds; apparently it was supposed to be some technical term. It may have been a different word, I don't remember anymore)
Bill Murray fled. He had been on the balcony level of seats to view the court-martial, and he ran out the balcony door. Through the door, there was a museum, much like one that my have been at the beginning of the dream, before the movie began. He ran out the museum and there was a lamppost in the rain. Somewhere after that, I woke up.
tl;dr version: Bill Murray was a detached head who had a successful career as an astronaut, but whose closet skeletons came back to bite him eventually.
Personally, I think the long version is more interesting, but I recognize that I'm probably biased, so from now on I'll give long and short versions.
Post by: ShadowBrain on January 11, 2009, 02:00:10 PM
two flying turdsHey, I had a dream about that!
No, not really.
Post by: Luigalaxy on January 11, 2009, 04:20:31 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on January 11, 2009, 06:41:59 PM
two flying turds
two flying turds
two flying turds
two flying turds
two flying turds
You can thank me later.
Post by: Luigalaxy on January 11, 2009, 06:59:23 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 11, 2009, 09:02:24 PM
Why stop at two?Great, now I've got that going in my head to the tune of the Carol of the Bells.two flying turdstwo flying turdstwo flying turdstwo flying turdstwo flying turds
You can thank me later.
Post by: Glorb on January 12, 2009, 06:42:48 AM
two flying turds
...and a partridge in a pear tree.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 14, 2009, 09:46:25 AM
I finally got all my things packed up and got into the truck, and we started driving. Eventually we saw some things that looked like a cross between residential trailers and roadside food vendor trucks. People lived in them, but also ran joke-telling businesses out of them, and each of them had a number of plates up on the windows stating what topics they had jokes about. Soon, we got to a curving, down-sloping, very narrow road, with those weird trailers all lined up on the left side, and we had to go very slow and carefully to go down the road without hitting them (I'm pretty sure this part was inspired by the mountain scene in The Long Long Trailer, which I watched a few days ago).
At the end of this road, we thought we saw a car heading straight at us, which would have sucked, but it turned out it was just my mom and siblings standing in front of the car they had driven down here, waving to us. We got out of the truck, and a valet offered to park it for us. We let him, but we didn't give him the key, at which point the truck gradually turned into a shopping cart. The valet accidentally slammed it into a wall, then pulled back out, turned, and went away, presumably to a parking lot. Another shopping cart appeared in front of us, into which I was supposed to put all my stuff. Someone had already put a big bag into it that wasn't mine. I wanted to ask whoever it was to move it down to the bottom platform of the cart, but I didn't.
There was a cat. I was pressing keys on it like a keyboard. If I pressed a key enough times, the letter would randomly change. I was trying to get all the letters of the alphabet in order. Around R, I accidentally trapped the cat's tail under the key, and he scratched at me. As he did, I saw a full moon lighting the night sky of Dickensian London. I counted on my fingers and realized that T was the 20th letter in the alphabet. (Upon waking, I was rather surprised to find that this was correct. This was a new piece of information to me; I knew J was the tenth letter, because of the Battleship grid, but I had to count in the dream to get to T, and somehow I actually had the right number of fingers) At some point after that, I got on the internet. I can't remember if this was before or after we were at my grandmother's house (based on the house she doesn't actually have anymore), because it seems like I started here, but I also seem to remember walking through a giant wooden hangar before it, and that probably would have been at her house. I saw my grandma's Facebook page, which turned into a weird non-Facebook website where relatives had written things about her. (I was walking through the website at this point. It looked a bit like a much lower-key version of Umbridge's office) One of the sections on the big wall was weird sayings she had (none of which are true in real life); the only one I remember was "going to the women's men's" for going to the ladies' room. Apparently she had developed a habit of calling the bathroom "the men's", so it just substituted for the name.
I did some more websurfing. I was looking for something, though I can't remember what it was. Dickensian London was back, but it was actually supposed to be Philadelphia, though it looked only slightly like it. I was one of two or three ten-year-old kids running through an apartment building a bit reminiscent of my dorm building last semester, and outside onto the sidewalk, fighting with swords. We were imitating some movie or something that took place in the same place where some people were fighting with swords. For some reason, we always forgot to actually bring our swords. At first I thought it wouldn't be a problem, since the people in the movie don't bring any swords either, but once they get outside, they have them, but then I realized that was just because of editing.
Back to the internet. I was looking for something related to the number 16. I kept hitting a button that made the screen spin like a slot machine and ended up on a random site. One of them was some kind of roller coaster game, based on Roller Coaster Tycoon 3, Sim Theme Park, and Roller Coaster Factory, mushed into one. I kept clicking on the wrong buttons here, because they were labeled so confusingly. A few more random button presses and I ended up in a game based on The Political Machine. In here, there was a strange Options page. One button within the options was called Side Effects. I think it made a burning sound, and you were supposed to think it was coming from your pants. Another button tried to trick you (still as the politician you were playing as) into joining a white supremacist group, promising that it was honorable and noble, but I knew it was just a trick. I got out of the options menu and started playing around. There was a place where you could set what song would play if you won the general election. I wanted to use the Final Fantasy victory theme, but I needed a louder version than the one the game came with, so I made a note to look for one online later.
I think it ended shortly thereafter.
tl;dr: My grandmother got married. We drove past some trailers. I counted letters on a cat's back. I saw weird things on the internet.
Post by: Reading on January 14, 2009, 06:17:10 PM
tl;dr: .
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on January 15, 2009, 05:02:07 PM
Post by: Reading on January 16, 2009, 12:42:24 PM
I had a dream just before I woke up around 6:10, which I'm pretty much programmed to wake up at on school days. Upon learning it was a cold day, I fell back asleep and had another dream. I can't really tell the distinction between the two, so I'll just describe them as one, and I can't remember that much anyway.
It started with me and a friend, possibly P, somewhere in a technological base. It was made of dark gray metal and had floodlights for lighting. At some corners in this room, there were little capsule thingies marked as "Gardens". Then, something happened, and me and that other person found themselves on a spaceship heading for some other place. It was all sort of like that movie Wall-E.
I think this was the second dream. I was on The Sonic Stadium forums (I'm not registered there, although I might). Some guy had made an advertisement video/banner that displayed some various "fan creation" websittes, one of which was The Hidden Scepter (my website). The tHS logo was in a sort of desert place at twilight. I looked in another section of the forum. There was a sort of "main" ongoing story called "Paper Mario", and another version of it called "Paper Mario - Nintendo". The second one featured all sorts of Nintendo characters, it seemed, while the first was exclusively Mario. Why this was on a forum devoted to Sonic, I have no idea.
Oh, but Sonic didn't actually appear in the dream, or was even mentioned besides the name of the site! It doesn't matter, anyway, since most of the dreams between my last "major" one and now, that I can vaguely remember, haven't featured Sonic. :P
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 16, 2009, 02:08:42 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on January 16, 2009, 04:02:57 PM
Post by: TEM on January 16, 2009, 08:53:33 PM
Post by: BriGuy92 on January 16, 2009, 11:59:50 PM
Ah yes. I recently dreamed that the Combine (Yes, from Half-Life 2) had taken over the state capital, and my cousin and I were wanted for... well, something. Despite our wanted-dead-or-alive status, we decided to drive to Wal-Mart for a gallon of milk. Upon reaching the store, we had to avoid sniper fire while making our way to the entrance, but the store was closed, despite being open 24 hours. Once the store opened, we went inside, but found ourselves with my mother in a church, where the congregation was preparing to put on a Christmas play involving Mountain Dew. It was at that time that I woke up, very confused.
Post by: BP on January 17, 2009, 12:31:07 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on January 17, 2009, 11:15:47 AM
Post by: TEM on January 17, 2009, 11:17:34 AM
Metroid Prime was a 3-player game ...This is where I blurt out that if the game was real that it would be awesome, but a bit later I realize it would be retarded.
Post by: WarpRattler on January 17, 2009, 11:29:16 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 17, 2009, 12:38:59 PM
Dang it, there was more, but I forgot.
Post by: Reading on January 18, 2009, 11:07:47 AM
My computer had been hacked and some guy was controlling it remotely. I seem to remember a picture of some grassy valley that appeared, and it looked like it may have been from a Sonic game (oh, but Sonic isn't here yet...). In fear, I held down the computer's power button to turn it off, and instead some black screen with gray text in this font appeared. The text said "No.", apparently a reference to the fact that I was trying to turn it off. Sound began playing on the speakers (I don't know what it was), and I turned them off. A new message appeared, saying something like "However, if I can manually force the speakers to be on..." And then they turned on again. I was about to unplug the computer when I woke up, thinking "Oh whew, that was just a dream..."
I'm sure there were some other things, but I can't remember. Writing these things down, though, is a great way to help me remember more...
Post by: Luigalaxy on January 18, 2009, 11:19:52 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 18, 2009, 12:05:19 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 19, 2009, 12:44:46 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on January 22, 2009, 09:15:02 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 23, 2009, 07:57:56 AM
Continuing the game, I was in a big room that was orange and brown. Someone asked us what the color scheme of the room means. We had some guesses, but none of them were right. It turned out it was the color scheme upon which everyone could project their own hopes and desires. There was some kind of car thing in another room that was called a "kokobo," which, since we were still in the sort of Kingdom Hearts-type world, I took to be a reference to Chocobos. And at some point in there, I heard Obama complaining that Jon Stewart was already making fun of him.
Post by: Jman on January 24, 2009, 12:50:21 AM
Post by: BP on January 24, 2009, 03:12:04 AM
Bummer.
Post by: The Chef on January 24, 2009, 02:39:03 PM
It started at this part where the Powerpuff Girls were trying to put on a stage show for the Professor, but something was up with the audience, so they flew off -screen stage right and wound up in this blue cave/hole where Aladdin and Jasmine has just escaped from something. I can't remember what they said, but apparently Blossom took it upon herself to fly into this glowing green tunnel in the cave which was apparently a time portal. She then went back in time to the stone age from the Flintstones, evidenced by the fact that her outfit had changed from the usual Powerpuff dress to some kind of two-piece animal skin (and she inexplicably sported fairy wings too).
For some reason the next sequence involved Blossom flying across a landscape that looked like a mix of stage from World 3 and a stage from World 4 in Yoshi's Island (I think it as supposed to be Bedrock but it looked more like a generic YI level, with loads of coins but no enemies at all), and the scene was in 2D and everything. Playing in the background was a high quality wind version of Marin's song from Link's Awakening, and the whole thing was supposedly meant to be all ambient, with fancy mid-sequence transitions and Blossom sporting a very relaxed look on her face.
At the end of this sequence Blossom encountered Fred and Wilma. This part was also in 2D and the animation still resembled like that of Yoshi's Island. Fred and Wilma were in a hole in the ground under a grassy platform like in stage 2-2 (this was supposed to be either their house or a bunker as represented through SNES graphics). Pebbles was on top of the platform with some kind of bomb strapped to her back, and Wilma and Fred were freaking out with no way to get her down or get rid of the bomb (because this is apparently a video game now).
So Blossom grabs Pebbles, removes the bomb, and gives her back to Wilma safely. After that. she produces an empty birthday gift box (which I assumed was for the Professor) and puts the bomb in it. She then converses with Fred about what happened (I can't remember what they actually said), and Fred takes the "present", carries a few screens to the right, and delivers it to some generic Flintstones-looking guy in a fancy animal skin suit (he looked like a butler). While this was happening the song from the final stage of Dyna Blade right before you enter the final battle, probably to indicate the intensity of what was going on.
At that point the whole thing just cut to a credits sequence played over a still image of an unidentifiable island in the middle of he ocean amidst a green sky. The song in the background sounded like some kind of long version of the "Game Over" song from both Gourmet Race and The Arena. I think here I half-awakened partially made the next part up myself: The guy in the suit turned out to be the Genie who gave the bomb to Mechanicles (remember him?) by saying it was his birthday, which promptly blew him up. I think this was supposed to be punishment for attacking Bedrock earlier, which is why the place looked like such a dump.
...I dunno, I was like 9 when I had this dream. I don't think I'll ever understand what led to it.
Post by: BP on January 25, 2009, 01:50:05 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on January 25, 2009, 01:38:45 PM
Post by: Jman on January 25, 2009, 05:02:37 PM
You have dreams where you meet heroes with crazy powers and all you do with them is watch big guys with fake shoulders run around in a stadium on TV?
Bummer.
What can I say, BP? This whole thing started during college football bowl week.
Post by: Sqrt2 on January 30, 2009, 04:23:30 AM
And the ones where I'm some kind of superhero...
Post by: Captain Jim on January 30, 2009, 04:30:32 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 30, 2009, 05:07:00 PM
On one page, someone was talking about a skit done in parts, about thirty seconds each, once a week, for months. The premise was that a parliament or congress somewhere was voting on some piece of legislation, and had to keep reconvening for some nefarious reason. I believe this was seepthough from whatever was on C-SPAN at that time. This series of skits was originally done on a TV show apparently, and we were debating whether we should do it live or pre-tape it. Pre-taping would seem to make more sense, because it would be easier than having to get the several dozen actors in and out of suits for a few seconds week after week, but we realized that if we did it taped instead of live, we would need lots of camera angles.
I was in a car driven by my father, who was someone else, as I continued to think about the difference between plays and movies. We decided that movies have to have multiple camera angles to make up for the lack of life, and that a live play will always feel more vibrant because it's real -- this thought was immediately punctuated with a lurch from the ironically nonexistent car, as it flew in the air while sharply turning to go down a steep slope. A baby that we didn't know in a stroller also went down the slope, and my father grabbed the baby from the window. Then we continued a little more, and suddenly the baby started rolling down a hill again, just as we started to put the brakes on, seeing that a train was about to pass. Fearing for the baby's life, my father jumped out of the car and ran, picking up the baby just before it hit the track. Then a tiny little green car, looking like the thing on the box of animal crackers, went by, a lantern hanging from its back. Then the signal man came -- a man in a blue suit holding a red flashing light, running at inhuman speed down the road, nearly running into me, and across the tracks. He was apparently supposed to be a low-tech way of alerting people to the train. A few seconds later, some kind of cross between a dog and a motorcycle sidecar, also blue and holding a red light, came following after him. I went to a brown and purple pause screen while I thought about how it was technically illegal for my father to walk that close to the train tracks in this county, but hoped that they would make an exception for the baby. I thought about the moral implications -- if he needed to break the law to save the baby, does that mean the baby was supposed to die? I decided that no, it couldn't mean that, because whether the baby was saved before he hit the point where it was illegal to go any closer was based on how fast he ran, which could vary. Or something.
Post by: BriGuy92 on January 30, 2009, 05:24:28 PM
Post by: MaxVance on January 30, 2009, 10:29:26 PM
Note that I have no interest in basketball or golf and that I do not own a sledgehammer.
Post by: Jman on January 30, 2009, 11:09:52 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on January 31, 2009, 12:38:50 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 31, 2009, 03:40:00 PM
Somewhere in there, I was on Wikipedia, looking at a picture of an airplane. On a whim, I looked at its discussion page, and someone there was showing off a picture, saying that he "had never expected it to become Vince V. Vivacious" (in here, vivacious was apparently supposed to mean controversial). It was taller than it was wide; apparently it had been rotated. There was an airplane body going straight up and down in the center of the frame, and coming in from the right side was the head and shoulders of a guy I know with long hair, and the hair was being swept by the wind from the plane -- I can't remember now whether it was being swept up or down (relative to the orientation of the picture). Probably down. So the guy said he wanted this picture classified as "Parodies of 'Face of God'", referring to the Sistine Chapel bit. Someone else said that another picture pretty much obsoleted it. Another guy said that if the picture were flipped upside down, it could depict someone going to heaven. A theological debate started (or had started in the past; I was just scrolling down through the discussion page). Finally, at the bottom, someone said "Why can't people just accept that science says there's no God?" I thought to myself "Well, that's not very scientific, demanding that people accept what you think whether they're convinced by your arguments or not." Then I thought of the time Ann Coulter said that the difference between liberals' insults and conservatives' insults is that "Our insults are true."
Some other stuff happened, and then I was watching Nute Gunray and some other guys that look like him sitting in some kind of room in a cargo ship on the surface of a planet. Some other guy, who I can't remember looking like anyone in particular, was their leader. The whole group was talking about ways they could theoretically violate Anakin, possibly with the help of Arnold Schwarzenegger, who lived in the same trailer park, when suddenly Anakin (9-year-old version) walked in. The Nute Gunray guys continued to talk about violation, while Anakin quietly colored in a coloring book. The leader guy tried to play the good cop, disassociating from all the stuff the Gunray guys were saying and offering to read the Sunday cartoons with Anakin, who was now also my brother a little bit. We looked at several different strips, but the only one I remember by name was Garfield.
It may have been connected to this somehow, but I think I woke up in between: There was a Dennis the Menace strip. Some girl came to Margaret's house and said "Sorry, Margaret, I'm 14 years old." Margaret responded "Sorry, [whatever her name was], I'm 14,000 years old." Dennis appeared above them shouting "TIME WARP!" Some trippy stuff happened. Dennis's plan was to somehow force God to recreate the Garden of Eden, with him as Adam and the two girls as Eve, in an elaborate plan to see them naked. But then it turned out that all that trippy stuff was just going through Dennis's head as he jumped toward Margaret while wearing a Speedo. Margaret sent him away, and he said some unmemorable punchline as he left.
Also, somewhere in there, I think Kimimaru told me he was a woman.
Post by: Lizard Dude on February 01, 2009, 07:40:43 PM
I then woke up and actual pee was coming out of me.
Post by: bobman37 on February 01, 2009, 07:57:18 PM
But I developed that theory in second grade.
I had a dream last night that there was a bear on my back porch. I started to run downstairs, but turned back to see the bear turning the doorknob and walking inside my house, and then dropping to all fours and proceeding to act like an actual bear. I ran downstairs, opened a window, jumped out of the house and ran down the street, where in front of me I saw the bear.
Then the bear threw up.
Then the bear was a boomer.
I ran back to my house, worried about thieves entering my completely open front door, and on the way all of a sudden everything was Left 4 Dead and I was a smoker. I climbed some buildings and then I don't remember.
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 01, 2009, 10:27:12 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 06, 2009, 04:37:59 AM
Post by: Glorb on February 06, 2009, 11:56:18 AM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 04:35:18 PM
Go ahead, guess.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on February 06, 2009, 04:38:01 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 04:38:27 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 06, 2009, 04:44:43 PM
You'll never guess who I had a sexy dream about!
No one cares.
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 04:48:19 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 06, 2009, 04:51:27 PM
Well there is strange people who do.
Ugh...that should be "there are" strange people who do. And I really doubt anyone is interested in your "sexy" dream. Even the strange members on this site.
Post by: Luigalaxy on February 06, 2009, 05:51:05 PM
No. Keep guessing.Sapphira.
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on February 06, 2009, 05:52:19 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 06, 2009, 05:56:59 PM
Anyway, I had an absolutely terrifying nightmare last night. My worst fear is becoming a celebrity or an internet phenomenon (like Chris Crocker or Tay Zonday). Something along the lines of that happened to me, only when they took my picture for the papers, my face was covered in some kinda white powder. And I was standing next to George W. Bush.
I can't make heads or tails of that.
Post by: BP on February 06, 2009, 06:00:05 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 06, 2009, 06:04:38 PM
But seriously, we're friends here and all, but that's still a little... "off" to say.
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 06, 2009, 06:09:44 PM
Post by: Glorb on February 06, 2009, 06:13:32 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 07:37:18 PM
Keep guessing.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 06, 2009, 07:40:36 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 07:46:51 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 06, 2009, 08:00:00 PM
All at the same time?
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 08:03:33 PM
Post by: BP on February 06, 2009, 08:20:29 PM
Post by: Glorb on February 06, 2009, 09:29:25 PM
Or was it...dc804?
Post by: The Chef on February 06, 2009, 09:29:46 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 10:32:58 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 06, 2009, 10:38:49 PM
...You know what, I'm almost tempted to just fall asleep right here at the computer and immediately type out what I dreamt when I wake up (I suspect that's how CrossEyed7 is so elaborate).
Post by: BP on February 06, 2009, 10:48:40 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 10:50:39 PM
This is threatening to be a thread unto itself. It is also threatening to give me some astonishingly bizarre dreams.Or you could type about the dream in your sleep XD.
...You know what, I'm almost tempted to just fall asleep right here at the computer and immediately type out what I dreamt when I wake up (I suspect that's how CrossEyed7 is so elaborate).
Should I give a hint on who it was?
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 06, 2009, 10:57:44 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on February 06, 2009, 11:04:58 PM
Should I give a hint on who it was?
It was...no one...you're just messing with us.
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 11:12:06 PM
Post by: WarpRattler on February 06, 2009, 11:33:34 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 06, 2009, 11:45:43 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 01:48:04 AM
Or you could type about the dream in your sleep XD.(https://themushroomkingdom.net/board/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fimgs.xkcd.com%2Fcomics%2Ftcmp.png&hash=afa0d9d142e6eb8267e4c62c6dec46f7)
It's probably Deezer. If not, then...
(https://themushroomkingdom.net/board/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2Fimages.yuku.com%2Fimage%2Fjpeg%2Fe0e1693f2d7f107a57ff9d324550a3d9c6439a74.jpg&hash=8ee6410ce16d5cd9534b910dbb7ba62e)
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 10:18:46 AM
Then I woke up. I looked out the window and saw a beautiful orange and purple sky. Since I remembered having seen a sunrise earlier before I went to sleep (even though I didn't), I was worried that I had slept through the whole day. I looked at my digital watch, and it said 20:50 or maybe 21:50.
Then I actually woke up (about two minutes ago).
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 11:27:21 AM
I knew someone would say that. And no.
Your girlfriend and/or boyfriend.
That pretty much covers the three main sexual orientations.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 11:34:45 AM
- Your cat and/or dog.
- Yourself.
- A chair.
- Snow.
- Nunchuks.
- A ballpoint pen.
- Lettuce.
- The letter S.
- The Wheel of Fortune puzzleboard.
- The Liberty Bell.
- The scent of peppermint.
- Communism.
- Gravity.
- Scissors.
- Lisa Loeb.
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 12:02:12 PM
And I really doubt anyone is interested in your "sexy" dream.
AHAHAHAHAHA!
Post by: Chupperson Weird on February 07, 2009, 12:02:59 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 12:04:05 PM
I said that no one was interested in his "sexy" dream, but a lot of the prominent members on this site (including myself) have tried to guess who he was dreaming about.
Post by: dc804 on February 07, 2009, 12:11:59 PM
To cover the less normal orientations:All wrong. But you have taken my advice. I am guessing by your guesses, that you aren't thinking too hard. Keep thinking like that, and you'll eventually get it.
- Your cat and/or dog.
- Yourself.
- A chair.
- Snow.
- Nunchuks.
- A ballpoint pen.
- Lettuce.
- The letter S.
- The Wheel of Fortune puzzleboard.
- The Liberty Bell.
- The scent of peppermint.
- Communism.
- Gravity.
- Scissors.
- Lisa Loeb.
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 12:14:20 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 12:19:43 PM
Montana. Cotton candy. Yaridovich. A Hershey bar. Your own skull. A herd of giraffes. Tracey Gold. The 2010 U.S. Census. Edgar Allen Poe. Michael Steele. The Virginia state senate. The sun. A George Foreman Grill. George Foreman. George Foreman's son George. George Foreman's son George. George Foreman's son George. George Foreman's son George. George Foreman's son George. George Foreman's daughter George. Lief Erikson. Forty-three. American Express. Scientology. The Oscar statuette. The 360's power brick. The Great Depression. Charles Krauthammer. Satan. A blue highlighter. Smokey the Bear. The late queen mother. Siskel and Ebert. Paper. Concern.
Post by: dc804 on February 07, 2009, 12:44:25 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 12:45:57 PM
I have no idea if that's been guessed yet.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 12:48:21 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 07, 2009, 01:05:07 PM
Your teacher?Actually, you're the first to guess it. I think.
I have no idea if that's been guessed yet.
You're right! Good for you!
There was actually two other girls, but my teacher was the only one there who was real.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 01:15:08 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 01:17:00 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 07, 2009, 02:05:45 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 02:09:44 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 02:19:40 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 02:22:48 PM
Post by: dc804 on February 07, 2009, 08:20:04 PM
Um, no.Yes you would.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 07, 2009, 08:59:17 PM
However, since p is (presumably) false, the truth value of if p then q cannot be determined.
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 07, 2009, 09:09:00 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on February 07, 2009, 11:03:42 PM
I think he was objecting to your grammar. "If you have seen her, you would have the same dream." You mixed the present perfect and the future conditional.
Grammar, and the fact that I'm not some pervert who dreams about his teacher without any cloths on and then brags about it.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on February 07, 2009, 11:36:11 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 08, 2009, 12:02:01 AM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on February 08, 2009, 12:51:18 AM
Post by: Glorb on February 08, 2009, 09:09:25 AM
Post by: Rao on February 09, 2009, 01:44:37 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 19, 2009, 08:07:30 AM
My mom told my sister that she should make sure never to put the two cats together, because they would misbehave. I envisioned a vertical Risk board of just South America, with one cat going to Chile and the other going to Guyana. Then the Risk board was on the table, with a vertical-length sink on the side of it. I thought to myself how much more convenient that was than that one odd version of the game with a horizontal board, where the sink had to go in front of it and you had to reach over the sink to get to it.
I started playing on that horizontal board, which covered the whole world, moving all three guys. There were a heck of a lot of territories, especially considering it was late at night and there was no way I was going to finish in time. To play, you rolled this one big pewter die. The sides on the die were a soldier, a horse, a cannon, a soldier with Poland over his head (Poland was supposed to represent any territory), and two more I can't recall. There were so many territories on the board that in Australia, most of them had abbreviated named like "e me" (for "east meridian") or just "S." (not sure; I would have had to look in the rulebook). I realized after a while that I hadn't actually been paying attention to the die rolls at all. But it really didn't matter, because I was just passing time until my mom got done putting my younger siblings to bed.
I saw one of the reanimated cats jumping at me and I freeze-framed and drew a yellow mustache on him in MS Paint. I also became Arnold Schwarzenegger in The Sixth Day, decrying the overuse of animal-resurrection techniques to shield children from death.
I was trying to get my mom to watch Space Mutiny (MST3K comment was mysteriously absent), but it was a very different movie. I gradually realized that I already knew that the whole thing was a thinly-veiled Take That against Reagan, made in 1984. In this odd version, the Santa Claus captain was a bad guy, part of the Republica party, a blatant reference that Tom Servo picked up on without even being there. There was a group of rebels called Demo-somethings, who wore all blue. A racial message was added, since Republicans are supposedly racist. Someone had a slave. He was black, and his name was Simon. He died in some bad way. A guy, apparently some kind of mayor (on the futuristic space ship), gave a speech, in a bit of a drawling Southern voice, about how Simon died an honorable death and we needed ten thousand more men like him. I remembered that the first time I watched this, I almost liked the mayor guy up until that line.
In the background, the new version of Grandma Daughter, who was now about 18 and actually looked like it, and was also kind of Marty McFly, was talking with her friends, and starting to question the idea of segregation. One of her friends was named Pam and had braces. She had some lines that I found rather amusing at the time. I thought to myself that it's always the characters that don't have to advance the plot who get to be the funniest. To prove this point to myself, I looked at a scene from Back to the Future where Marty was running across a runway. In a bit of an homage to that one part of the Lucky Star opening, everything would go black, then fade back in quickly, and there's be more people. One of the people on the runway was a fat guy in a flesh colored shirt. I pointed out his "bouncening bosoms" to anyone who was listening.
tl;dr: Cats came back to life as I, Arnold Schwarzenegger, was playing Risk and thinking about watching Space Mutiny, which was different.
Post by: nensondubois on February 19, 2009, 02:33:11 PM
...Physics. 'Cause after all, guns don't kill people, PHYSICS KILLS PEOPLE!!
People makes guns!!
Post by: Chupperson Weird on February 19, 2009, 04:17:50 PM
Post by: nensondubois on February 19, 2009, 04:36:23 PM
Simple machines make guns!!
Post by: Glorb on February 19, 2009, 05:38:46 PM
Chew on that for a bit.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 19, 2009, 05:41:38 PM
Post by: Glitchy on February 19, 2009, 07:21:55 PM
Guns make bullets!My dad makes bullets!
Chew on that for a bit.
Post by: dc804 on February 23, 2009, 07:35:45 PM
Grammar, and the fact that I'm not some pervert who dreams about his teacher without any cloths on and then brags about it.You make it seem like a bad thing. And btw...
God created everything!!
There.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 23, 2009, 11:16:23 PM
Post by: Captain Jim on February 24, 2009, 06:19:06 PM
...it was actually kinda cool.
What was really creepy was that every so often, a trainer would have the face of a Mii from your Plaza. That was kinda weird.
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 24, 2009, 07:25:23 PM
Post by: Luigalaxy on February 24, 2009, 07:54:15 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 24, 2009, 10:50:00 PM
Post by: Toad on February 25, 2009, 07:11:18 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 25, 2009, 07:19:40 PM
I don't remember what happened with the pills, but I ended up at a party, not thinking much of anything interesting would happen. For some reason, I had taken off my shirt and jacket. Something weird was going on with my pants too. I climbed across the backs of sofas filled with people. I fell down once, stepping on some people's jackets on the floor. I apologized to them and got back up on the backs of the sofas, trying to get to the back of the room.
Suddenly, I saw Kristen. She didn't see me, but she was apparently going to come into the room. I quickly put my shirt on, wanting to look dignified for her.
We were about to watch a movie, something about kids talking about puttin up Ten Commandments things in cities (they were actually talking about the court decision that came out today that if the government puts it up, it's fine, because government speech can't be regulated or something. Probably because that's what was on the TV at the time and it was seeping in.).
So anyway, we ended up with the movie playing and her sitting on the end of the sofa and I sat next to her, though not too close. I didn't get as close as I wanted to, so I scooted a bit closer a few times. She smiled at me.
Suddenly, the sofa was in the back yard of Sid from Toy Story. We were still sort of watching the movie, but it gradually turned into a discussion with people sitting opposite us on another sofa, and lots more people came in. Most of them were black and many of them were comically fat. One sat between me and Kristen, then about three more, while an argument broke out about why Bush was sending more troops to Afghanistan.
I got tired of it, and wanted to leave, but I'm not sure what I did. Somehow, the party thing ended up being over. On the floor were Kristen's green striped flip-flops and my plain blue ones. I picked one of hers up and gave it to her, thinking something about having written a book about either her or the girl in the movie. Then I started picking mine up, noticing that they were kind of torn up. I didn't care, but while mentally going over the (non-existent) "How To Make A Girl Fall In Love With You" page on wikihow.com, I remembered that one of the bullet points said to mull over your flip-flops if they were broken, so I did for a few seconds before picking up Kristen's other flip-flop and handing it to her. I think the flip-flops ended up on the coffee table along with the book, and I went and did something for a little while, and then came back, hoping to tell her goodbye or that I like her or something, but instead of her, there was a guy selling some kind of cash register or something that had subtly been being advertised this whole time. I wanted to cry, but instead, while the tears were pooling, I just laughed at the irony of the whole thing. Then I woke up, because I could tell I was almost awake anyway, and didn't see much point in extending it.
(tl;dr: I squandered opportunities to talk to my crush.)
Post by: WarpRattler on February 25, 2009, 07:55:18 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on February 28, 2009, 05:23:58 PM
(tl;dr: I squandered opportunities to talk to my crush.)Just say "Hey, how are you? Wanna catch a movie this week? I heard (movie's title) was playing." Or something like that. Find out what she takes interest in doing. And don't come on too strong. Play it cool. You don't have to take my advice, just do what feels right. And sooner or later, all of the chips will fall into the right places.
I had a dream yesterday and it was about Super Mario Sunshine. It seemed like I was on the stage where you meet Gooper Blooper for the first time, but I (as Mario) was hanging from a sphere-shaped cage trying to get to what looked liked a giant inflatable raft. That was it. I hope my dream's not trying to tell me that a Super Mario Sunshine 2 is coming...probably not.
And I had another dream today. It was daylight and I was in the garage holding an orange gun (like the one from CS) and someone with really pale skin was just laying on the ground. I walked over to the person laying there and it violently grabbed my arm. I pulled away and slammed the door shut. Then I opened the door again and it was dark. I didn't know if that weird person was still in there, so a shot some type of plasma bomb into the garage which caused a huge explosion. After the explosion, I went back upstairs and that's when my dream ended.
Post by: BP on February 28, 2009, 05:42:36 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on February 28, 2009, 06:17:02 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 28, 2009, 07:27:43 PM
Post by: Captain Jim on March 01, 2009, 03:04:03 PM
Speaking of which, I had a dream Shadow Brain went to my school and hung out with BP and I. The day did not turn out well once the subject got to video games.
Post by: dc804 on March 08, 2009, 06:02:21 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on March 08, 2009, 06:36:08 PM
Someday, Shadow Brain, I will genetically engineer a giant Welsh Corgi to be my steed.
Speaking of which, I had a dream Shadow Brain went to my school and hung out with BP and I. The day did not turn out well once the subject got tovideo gamesgrammar.
Fixed.
Post by: ShadowBrain on March 08, 2009, 10:01:55 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on March 16, 2009, 10:35:12 AM
Then I was Light, except I was good. I was sitting on something that was either stairs or bleachers. I noticed L. I decided to sit down really close next to him to see how he'd react. Suddenly I noticed he had his arm around me, so I did the same. Then we had to team up because we had just discovered a yaoi fanfic of the two of us that we had to destroy. I think the girl from Gurren Lagaan was there, and she helped, even though she wanted to read it. There may have been something in here that involved a lot of Legos and a quickly-sinking ship full of bad guys and alternate universes in theme parks and L being an underwater banshee and me watching the whole thing on a big TV somewhere else (this mashup included, among other things, the latest Order of the Stick strip, my recent rediscovery of Roller Coaster Tycoon, and DeceasedCrab's LP of Archon). Somehow we ended up destroying the fanfic, and I asked L if it was still okay for us to hug now.
Then I was sort of Hiro Nakamura and sort of me. This part opened with a title reading something like "What I wish happened at Pinehearst" although I realized halfway through the dream that Pinehearst didn't make sense in that context, and couldn't remember if that was even what it said. It may have said somewhere else. It was supposed to be from my first week of college, 2 1/2 years ago. I had gotten some kind of grade report that didn't seem to bode well. I sat down at a circular table across from two or three advisors, who were discussing why I wasn't a "people person." One guy wondered out loud, in a patronizing "oh isn't that cute but let's get serious now" tone and using far too many finger quotes, if it was because I liked "computers" and "fixing" them with "technology." This reminded me of something that had happened earlier in the dream which I can't remember now except that it involved me and my mom realizing something about someone else and an anniversary of something. Then the lady advisor started saying something, equally stupid and annoying, and I shouted "THIS IS WHY I'M NOT a people person" (my voice faded out toward the end; I hadn't fully intended it to, but I think after I got their attention with the yelling at the beginning, the whispering at the end may have been even more effective) I continued, "Because MOST PEOPLE SUCK!" I ran out of the room. The outside of this building changed from the sports field at college to the outside of my house. I spent quite a while inside; long enough that the people outside trying to get me should have gotten me already. Somewhere along the line my pants and underwear disappeared, and I approached the door to the outside wearing only a T-shirt and a watch. Planning to streak past the SWAT team outside for some reason, I first took off the watch, then started taking the shirt off, still walking toward the door. The shirt was a bit tight, and I couldn't quite get it off before getting outside. I pulled harder and finally got it off, then ran into my yard, where I collapsed and started seeing myself in third-person mode, gradually becoming another person separate from Hiro -- this was probably the first time since the beginning that I had been reminded that I was also Hiro. Suddenly, another Hiro, apparently from the future, fell from the sky. He was wearing clothes similar to the traditional FutureHiro's clothes, but I knew that he had teleported somewhere naked and then shot a man wearing a leather jacket and taken his clothes from him. He also didn't have the goatee that FutureHiro has. Kojinka came in, a stack of papers in her hands, and asked me why I would draw these pictures of Waluigi after destroying that fanfic of Light and L (and I may have partially been Light at this point). I didn't remember drawing any pictures of Waluigi, so I asked her to show them to me. When I first saw the first one in the stack, it looked like I had, for some reason, drawn Waluigi naked and genitalless, running from a fully clothed Wario who had turned into a spring. Upon closer examination, I gradually realized that Waluigi was completely clothed, and wasn't sure why Kojinka had a problem. All three or so of the pictures were done quite skillfully in crayon on light yellow paper, and had highly distorted perspectives, kind of fish-eye-like.
Somewhere in one of those, I was talking to someone about how Wario was probably going to be president after Obama. I called both of them Hussein, which led to some confusion.
tl;dr: Regis Philbin probably died in a fire. Then I was Light and I hugged L in a completely non-sexual way before we went on a crazy adventure to destroy a fanfic about us. He is very huggable. He felt nice. Then I, as Hiro, explained to overzealous guidance counselors why I'm apparently anti-social, streaked for a little while, and was confronted by Kojinka about pictures I drew that at first seemed obscene, but weren't. Then Wario was president.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on March 19, 2009, 12:15:15 PM
The person telling the story to me told me that while the hat was on her shoulder, she had felt a strange, beautiful sensation, and somehow knew that it was God keeping her hat from blowing away. I wasn't totally convinced, but I was intrigued. She continued that once inside, nothing that her parents got her as a gift in that vaguely-defined building could compare to that experience.
Later, I went to do my radio show without a playlist prepared. But I think the dream shifted before the show actually started.
Later still, I had bought a bunch of t-shirts online while I was at college, and now that I was back home, my mom was washing some of them. One was some odd pink and green mishmash of political figures with Mario's head replaced with Mickey Mouse's face in front of all of it. My mom didn't get the point of it (and now that I'm awake, neither do I), and she said I was going to get an award for Worst Replaced Corporate Logo. She told me this by replacing the label on an old t-shirt I have that looks like a Heinz bottle (I've had it for so long that I remember deciding not to wear it in 2004 in case people thought it meant I was voting for Kerry) with a label saying something about the Worst Replaced Corporate Logo award. One was an old-timey world map, which, when washed, somehow became a large, flat square, with no apparent arm holes or anything. I convinced myself that somehow it worked as a shirt. My mom was impressed with this one, especially when I told her it was only ten dollars. One of the shirts on the website was a made-up female cartoon character who somehow conveyed some kind of message I agreed with. I don't think I got that shirt, but someone a few feet away from me did, and I may have gotten the action figure of her (if I did, I think I got it in the barn restaurant thing). Then there was another shirt sort of like the Mario/Mickey one that I ended up wearing.
It was cold outside, and I was watching some kind of show like the Today show. In this area, the local networks shuffled to different channels every few months, but it wasn't based on ratings, even though it seemed like it. One of the several hosts was a guy who, from certain angles, looked for all the world like Joe Biden. They mentioned that they had some mimes in their green room, and switched the cameras over to there so we could see them. The green room looked a lot like the inside of the barn restaurant place. Inside were two mimes painted to look like statues. One was dressed as Abraham Lincoln and painted mostly silver, the other was supposed to be John Wilkes Booth and was painted to look wooden. The hosts asked them to start dancing stiffly. Suddenly a Jefferson Davis mime rode in on a black horse wearing black armor and carrying an ax with a head bigger than Abraham Lincoln's body, although you could tell from the way it moved that it was made from plastic or rubber or something. The horse reared back. A woman ran up and opened the hotel doors, then ran out of the way, and the horse, with Jefferson Davis, rode through the doors, leaving a woman between the inside doors and the outside doors, carrying a baby, who I think was different than the door-opening woman, very surprised. Someone picked up a piece of aluminum shaped like an M&M, red, with some kind of intricate design on it framing a logo for something. Either a soda brand other than Dr Pepper, or Big Red, I don't remember. It had been dented a bit when the horse ran over it. I went and stood in the place between the doors, which suddenly shrunk, and people started coming in for the costume party. The only ones I remember were a trio of siblings dressed as Mario, Luigi, and Peach. All of them were blond and freckly and midwesterny and normal (for some reason I didn't find it odd that the girl's breasts were hairy and nippleless and around her waist and sticking out of the bottom of her shirt) and probably lived on a farm. I knew that that was a setup for them being horribly dismembered by the monster later, and I wondered why horror movies always had to do that. Then I remembered a horror movie where the heroine was kind of a slut, and I said to myself while waking up, "But isn't it still the same mindset?"
tl;dr: While a girl, God saved my hat. I was briefly unprepared. My mom washed weird t-shirts. Then there was a total mindscrew thing with mimes that I'm not gonna bother trying to figure out.
Post by: GiftedGirl on March 19, 2009, 05:22:30 PM
Post by: nensondubois on March 22, 2009, 09:36:38 AM
As soon as I woke up, I had to get my brother (who was in the dream with me) to get on his computer and take those pictures and e-mail them to me but I soon realized it sadly was a dream.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on March 22, 2009, 12:54:52 PM
Somewhere along the line I was on a large spinning thing, eating with my younger siblings. I suggested that the next time we go on here, we sit closer to the center, so it wouldn't be spinning so fast. The spinning thing gradually became some sort of cruise ship that we were having a family reunion on, and then became my grandma's old house while I was walking and talking to my aunt about my grandma. At first I told her that my grandma, who for some reason I thought was named Ahorse (pronounced exactly the way you'd think), had died a few years ago, but then I realized she didn't. Somehow I got everyone else's names and histories right after that.
Also, in my last dream, I forgot to mention that there was a part where a car hit another car causing it to crash into my house at 70 MPH. And another part where I felt uneasy about selling tactics in dollar stores.
Post by: ShyGuyofTime on March 27, 2009, 04:49:22 PM
"The Crazy Calender"
This one happened in about 2005. I was at my grandpa's farm (which doesn't exist in real life) with my talking cat (also nonexistant) and I had this calender (one of those which you tear off a page each day) which showed pictures of stuff happening to me and my dream cat. I later realized that the stuff on the calender actually happened later that day. Curious, I flipped ahead to see future events and eventually, the focus of the calender shifted off of me and my cat and onto this girl with long pink hair and a ribbon that sort of resembled cat ears, who I saw in an anime once in real life (I think her name was Mariah or something like that) and I saw her being betrayed/hurt by this group of gang members. So, I looked into the calender and saw her at this collesseum-like arena. I went there and eventually found what I thought to be said girl in the audience. I grabbed her by the arm, but was then ambushed by the group of gangsters mentioned earlier. I told the gangsters to back off or I would tell the girl all about their evil plot, at which point, they just laughed and pointed to the girl and I realized that it wasn't the girl I saw on TV and in my calender, but a stuffed dummy which looked just like her, and the entire audience was also filled with these stuffed people! Then I woke up.
"Fairies, Alarm Clocks, and Rabbits"
This one happened in 2006-2007-ish. I was in school and the bell had just rung to signal the end of the day. I was about to leave and go home when I realized my three-ring binder that I use for school was missing! I searched the entire school (even places I normally wouldn't be allowed to go, like the girls' bathroom) but didn't find it. Later that dream, I was at the park and found my binder lying in the gutter. I picked it up and wondered how it got there, when suddenly my alarm clock (who had apparently come to life and followed me) came up to me and told me that two experimental rabbits had escaped, and if they collided with each other, it could destroy the universe! A few minutes later, I found one of the rabbits and chased after it, trying to catch it before it could find its counterpart. I failed, and there was a great white flash as the two rabbits met. I woke up (still in the dream) and found that it was 5 minutes before the rabbits collided, so I tried again to catch one. I ended up being sent back in time several more times before I actually caught one, but because I went back in time so much, the space-time continuum collapsed and the universe was destroyed anyway. I woke up (still in the dream) in this alternate universe which apparently was this medieval swamp. I saw a nearby "skateboard vending machine" and figured out that I would have to skateboard across the swamp to reach the magical fairy queen who could fix my universe. I did this and the fairy queen cast a magical spell on me to put me back in my own universe. Then I woke up (for real).
Post by: bullykoopa96 on April 01, 2009, 07:41:45 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 02, 2009, 05:55:25 PM
Post by: Suffix on April 03, 2009, 10:55:47 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on April 04, 2009, 10:56:40 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on April 11, 2009, 09:13:06 AM
Some other stuff happened. Ford had an FAQ on their website that didn't portray Obama in a positive light, and people wondered if that was legal. There was something about scaling a cliff. I looked at a picture of a weird Samus who was supposed to be in Brawl, which in Japan was called Zero Melee and came out first. Picasa showed my automatically captured album art for some of my music, and a lot of it involved those two loud guys from Gurren Lagaan in a Kirby-ish forest. Eventually, I was asleep in our van, as was my brother, as we were on our way home. And here's the crazy part:
I had a lucid dream inside the dream.
I was running from something, going through different rooms in the church we used to go to. Knowing (within the context of the actual dream) that this was a dream, I asked myself why I wasn't running through our new church, which is bigger. Then I asked myself why I hadn't taken my clothes off and started flying yet. I tried to fly, but it was pretty slow at first. And since I was nearly awake (in the dream) and was moving my real-life arms (in the dream) for some reason, I had to be careful not to let my arms brush up against the side of the bed (even though I was in the van) or else I'd know I was asleep and wake up.
Eventually, I woke up (in the dream), and my brother and I went in the house (I'm pretty sure he was only sleeping to imitate me). We were informed that it was 10 PM, and a bunch of our friends had been here, but they all left. I was mad. And shortly thereafter, I really woke up.
Also, I forgot to mention that I had one a couple of days ago where Al Franken was running a general store and had enslaved my brother for two years. And while we were there, my little sister said that cherries are grapes.
Post by: Glorb on April 11, 2009, 10:23:14 AM
I had a lucid dream inside the dream.
That's hardcore.
I've had two dreams that worry me greatly. The first is from two nights ago, the second from last night.
So I was at Chick-Fil-A, right? And I was ordering this gigantic, 30-piece carton of nuggets. I eat a few, and leave the carton unattended at my table for a while. When I come back, I see a big guy go up and knock my chicken all over the floor, and then point and laugh at the fallen nuggets. I go up to him and, in a terrifying rage, politely enquire as to why he has knocked over my nuggets; his response is to call me a small man (in his defense, I was rather small compared to him). We get all up in each others' faces, screaming, for a good five dream-minutes, until he backs down and walks away. I then get the bright idea to go up to him from behind and put him in a chokehold, knocking him out.
But that's not all. Apparently, I swiped his wallet, too, and I then proceed to track him down to his house and gun him down with an AK-47. So, yeah. I overreacted.
The second dream happened last night. Apparently, the world got taken over by evil flying space vampires that, while very polite (and British), did indeed intend to consume earth's population of humans. However, their biology seemed to work in reverse, as they flew into their space fortresses at night to sleep and fed by day. So, me and my buddies (I remember one of my buddies being one of my real-life buddies, and another behind a former girlfriend of mine, while the rest were just regular people) decided to fight back against the invasion by snatching the sleeping vampires and, um, eating them. Apparently, they either didn't notice or mind, until one day, we decided to show them we mean business by eating one of their robots. The vampires, seeing its location not changing on the map, sent down a probe to investigate, and saw us chomping down on some juicy robot thigh. The vampires took this as a massive insult to their race and a declaration of war, and launched an all-out assault on the remaining humans.
I woke up before it got really cool.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on April 11, 2009, 07:43:55 PM
Eventually, the train left me in an airport. I wondered which plane I was going to take to get back home, and then I remembered that it was a dream, so I decided to just fly on my own. I took off, and this time it worked, but I was so taken aback by the awesomeness of my short liftoff and return that I lost the willpower to stay asleep.
Later, I dreamed that I took out my front two teeth while my siblings shouted a post from Ken Jenning's blog about different ways the word "gender" is used, including "the all-too-rarely used 'film gender' to refer to an actor". I felt up there with my tongue to make sure there were teeth growing in underneath and I hadn't pulled out permanent teeth. There was lots of blood, and I was starting to feel dizzy. Turns out I actually had a mouthful of spit IRL, so it's a good thing I hesitated to spit it out in the dream sink. I've fallen for that trick before, like the time that urinal turned out to be my couch.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 15, 2009, 05:49:06 PM
As the prof and the others who were talking on the air stopped talking, music started to fade in of its own accord. I was supposed to adjust the sliders to make sure it always stayed right around 0 dB, but none of the VU meters looked like I was used to, and I couldn't tell if it was right, and it seemed like it was too quiet. I considered going into the other room to check the meter there, but I didn't for some reason.
Some stuff probably happened in between here, and then there was another guy there, who I think was an actual guy I know at college. He pointed out that the CDs Tyler brought (Tyler's another guy at college, though I think he's graduating today) didn't work or were disintegrating or something. I was glad I didn't use them. Someone, maybe me, asked this guy what he thought of Tyler, and as he started talking, Tyler walked in.
A little later, a horror movie starring Ashton Kutcher was finishing up on the computer in the studio. Ashton was walking away from the monsters into the set of That 70s Show, annoyed at the monsters for taking so long to die. Then it seamlessly became a preview for another movie, as he turned around and TV snow was reflected in his eyes, representing some kind of monster that was going to possess him and everyone else who looked at the snow. The trailer warned, in a thingie looking like the "Press Escape to exit full-screen mode" thingie on YouTube videos, that this movie was "for viewtive viewers only" because the snow might hurt your eyesight or something.
Since my shift was over, I walked out of the studio, which was now suddenly in the exact place on campus it really is (I think it had been in a different building before). On the way out, I noticed that a computer there was logged into Facebook on Lizard Dude's account (and his name was just Lizard Dude), and after leaving, I wondered why I hadn't used that opportunity for something. I figured there would probably be legal penalties for it, but I wondered, as I opened the doors and noticed that one was always more open than the other, how they would prove it was me anyway. Once I was outside, I figured it was probably close to time for anime club, but I didn't have any clocks on me. I ran back inside and looked at a clock on the wall, which said it was 7 PM, meaning I was an hour late. Since it was a dream, I warped there instantly, and for some reason instead of watching Gurren Lagaan, we were reading a post on Ken Jennings's blog. He talked about how so many people who never cared about beauty pageants now are paying attention because of Carrie Prejean, and tied it into a wider, macro drinking game where you carry a bottle of your choice and a shot glass and take a shot every time someone cares about something they didn't care about for some reason.
I woke up somewhere around here, and it really was just after 7 PM.
Somewhere in there, the girl I had a crush on in junior high (and tried to do something about, though it wasn't at all reciprocated) had written a song about her life. The style was quite upbeat despite the emoness of the content. She performed it for us live through YouTube somehow. One verse was about me, how I was shallow and didn't understand love and didn't think about others but was kind of a good guy. I was happy, because it felt like all the apologies I had wanted to make were in there. I wanted to hear the song again to write down the lyrics, so I made a mental note to look for it on her Facebook later. But then I woke up.
Also somewhere in there, I found Weegee on YouTube, and most of his videos seemed to be animations illustrating very odd, though doctrinally sound, Christian allegories. One, which looked kind of Seussian, was about some kind of legless floating land whale who suddenly grew a line of hair vertically down its body, and the only way to get rid of the hair was to attach it all to a palm tree and burn the tree down. The hair represents sin, the whale represents us, the tree represents Christ, etc.
I also remember there being four pages of recent unread topics on here, and I woke up humming Wishmaster by Nightwish, with a memory of having sung "this rifle" instead of "disciple," like in that one misheard lyrics vid, so that was probably in there too.
tl;dr: A horse. Ashton Kutcher. Lizard Dude. Unrequited love. Jesus.
Post by: The Chef on May 16, 2009, 06:52:05 AM
Post by: PaperLuigi on May 16, 2009, 06:58:41 AM
Lizard Dude has only root beer in his fridge, remember? :P
I had a dream that I was the Soldier from TF2 last night. I screamed "maggots" like ten times or something and blew up a bunch of blue Scouts. Then I awoke to a horrible stomach ache...
What's weird is that one of the Scouts had three arms. :/
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on May 16, 2009, 08:07:41 AM
Post by: Glorb on May 16, 2009, 09:03:11 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 16, 2009, 12:05:12 PM
Prophetic, I know.
Post by: Suffix on May 16, 2009, 07:20:33 PM
Yesterday, I had a dream that was this terrifying and terrifyingly difficult mod of HL2, populated by hideous creatures, most prominent of which were these pig-ohmu creatures that crawled swiftly in a direct line towards you. I remember seeing a large amount of weapons available, but the only two I tried was this helmet-mounted dual chaingun. It came with its own HUD. My favorite weapon, however, was a heavily stylized (think Aperture Science) gun that shot whirling orbs of energy that would burrow into its target before vaporizing it from the inside out.
The craziest thing about that dream, however, was that when the enemies died, they turned into household items. The pig-ohmus, for instance, all turned into wash/dishcloths.
Post by: Glorb on May 16, 2009, 08:55:24 PM
Post by: Suffix on May 16, 2009, 09:14:03 PM
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Post by: BP on May 17, 2009, 05:22:49 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 25, 2009, 04:59:27 AM
Church was over and we started walking out. Right as we got to the door, I was reminded that it was raining outside. I shut down my computer and closed the lid, putting it on a nearby table to wait for it to finish turning off. I told my mom not to turn it off herself by flipping the switch on the side, that it would turn off by itself when it was ready, and that I was going to use the bathroom while I waited. Now, part of why this building was cheaper to run was that it didn't actually have a bathroom. It used to have a Port-a-Potty out back, so when I saw something that looked kind of like a Port-a-Potty inside in the vestibule, I figured that was probably it, though I also saw a door to something that might be a bathroom that I had a feeling might have been fixed. Suddenly, Frances, the nice old lady who plays the organ (or just the piano in this building) came out the door holding a tray of pee. It was a bathroom, but it didn't have a toilet. Still, it was better than nothing, so as she went outside to dump her pee, I went in, hoping there was another tray for me. Before I went inside, Sheila, the youth choir director and our resident quintessential church lady stereotype, handed me a glass bottle about 3/4-full with rainwater, saying "It's not much, but stirring really helps."
I didn't know what to do with the water as I walked in the bathroom, so I just poured it sparingly in places that seemed like they could use some water. The bathroom had suddenly become extremely long, with a row of sinks, all inoperable, and almost all of them with a dry, half-opened Cup Noodles in them. Above the sinks, instead of mirrors, were little plastic baskets holding 2-inch tall aluminum cans labeled as varying brands of "microbeer." Some of them were open, and I poured a little water in them too.
Eventually I ended up outside, out back behind the church building, with my dad. It wasn't raining anymore, and this definitely wasn't the way it actually looked behind there (it was actually, as was revealed to me a little later on, a modified version of the front lawn at my house). It was a mess. Large, solid, weirdly-shaped objects draped across the lawn; I didn't recognize them as things at all. They might have been cars or trees or whatever, but they were just piles of stuff. The power line from the nearby pole was tangled up in them, drooping down right on top of them and under some of them. Obviously not very safe. My dad started fixing stuff, and I, feeling useless, wandered away. I was saying things, and I wasn't sure if I was saying them in my head to myself or out loud to my mom who wasn't there, or maybe just practicing for when I did want to say them to someone. I said that I usually believe the first answer I give myself for questions, and gave as examples the way that having no neighbors inhibited my social life, why I feel like I'm letting my dad down, and how the reason I don't know myself is that I haven't made a self yet. I also said that in retaliation to impulsive answer-choosing, sometimes I'll act like I don't know an answer just because I don't like the answer I have. Suddenly, my dad started kicking picnic tables at me.
I stopped them with my foot; first a wooden one, then a kid-sized plastic Fisher Price one. He started taking the screws out of them with a claw hammer, and someone who was me and/or my brother helped. We came across a weird petrified baby version of my dad, wearing tight pants that his mom had picked out for him. There was something about Six Flags, and then I woke up.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on May 25, 2009, 07:29:49 AM
Post by: Glorb on May 25, 2009, 06:25:49 PM
Post by: nensondubois on May 25, 2009, 06:58:18 PM
Post by: The Chef on May 25, 2009, 08:45:49 PM
I once had a dream that I read an xkcd strip that was funny.
EVERYONE GET ON THE BANDWAGON
Post by: BP on May 29, 2009, 02:27:40 PM
I managed to escape them and kind of wandered around and met someone I supposedly knew in a store that sold some hats. We headed for the mall's exit. I told him "Mmmm. Maybe I should go... go home, change my clothes... go take my English final..." My English teacher was inside a parked car next to me. "Buuut Ms. Reynolds is cool and won't count me as being tardy, right?"
I talked to the guy from before some more when a really, REALLY loud car interrupted. It was at least three times the size of one of those oversized pickups but was built like an SUV. It crashed into some tractors around a warehouse and effortlessly pushed them aside. A friend of mine and his girlfriend drove from behind the warehouse and the guy driving the huge truck chased after them, shooting. A crowd kind of gathered where I was and the police showed up. They shot at him because he wouldn't stop and was shooting some of the people watching, some of which ran. They shot him enough times that e stumbled out of his car bleeding but he kept shooting at people.
"STOP MOVING!" he yelled. "STOP MOVIIIIIIIIING!!!!"
The end.
Then I ended up waking up at 8:40, almost two hours late! I got to school and finished my English final easily enough. Maybe Ms. Reynolds really will be cool and not count me tardy?
Post by: Glorb on May 29, 2009, 02:41:37 PM
I dreamed that my dad was driving me to the highschool I went to during ninth grade, and I was late for first period. When we got there, just as I was walking up the steps (since, apparently, a big front step had been added), everyone in the entire world got amnesia. Simultaneously. Nobody rememebered their identity or anyone else's, and in some cases, people forgot how to drive while in a car, and crashed. I didn't, though, and so I teamed up with a couple people, including my dad (who I didn't know was my dad) and a couple others. Together, we drove off and found civilization in ruins, with people wandering confusedly through the streets. At one point I encountered a clown who looked in a mirror and freaked out, since apprently he was expecting a different job. Eventually we came to a farm house where a bunch of people had formed a makeshift family and given each other names. Then I woke up.
Who else thinks that would make an excellent movie?
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 29, 2009, 05:41:47 PM
When the train stopped at the next stop, I planned to get off that car and get back on another one, hopefully closer to the others. I hadn't counted on there being a steep hill with hundreds of people coming down it to get in the door I was trying to get out, and once I was out, I couldn't see the train from where I was on the hill and wasn't sure whether I needed to walk to the bottom or across a wooden deck to board. I took so long stalling that by the time I got anywhere that I could even see the train, I realized that the train had left a long time ago and I was looking at a trailerless tractor trailer, which was also pulling away.
I ended up on the ground, in the mud. Digging in my pocket, I pulled out a piece of molding that was about a foot long and had a very partial map of the subway route, that stopped (the route turned, going off the narrow piece of wood) before it got to anywhere helpful. I realized that I didn't have any kind of map of the campus with me.
I ended up in an underground subway stop made of dirt (this part may have actually been at the beginning). There were posters on the walls advertising New-Age-ish-type speakers, all of whom came to life from the posters and told me that I shouldn't be so angry at Obama for supporting abortion. I rebuffed them.
Eventually, I woke up within the dream. I went to the cafeteria -- which had a strange resemblence to the cafeteria I remembered going to in the Home Alone dream. I thought I saw Brad M. there (one of the only people who I can remember was part of the group that was supposed to go on the trip). It turned out the guy I was looking at was actually Gared, from high school, but the guy he was sitting with was Brad M. anyway. I had pieced things together in my head so far, and apparently we really were supposed to go on the trip, but the part where I missed the train was just a dream. I was going to tell them about all this, but I kept stopping for some reason.
I looked around the table and a bunch more of my friends were there, though the only one I can remember was Tom. I turned back around and Brad R. was there -- possibly taking the place of Brad M. We looked over at the walls and Brad R. commented, with a characteristic smirk, that the moss that was glued to the walls was getting brown and crackly. Upon closer inspection, we realized that the moss was actually wood carved in elegant fashion to look like moss. We all agreed that it looked nice.
Everyone had a dinner plate in front of them with lots of a single item on it. Gared had cookies, Brad (I can't remember which one anymore) had lettuce, and Tom had glowsticks. As I was turned kind of away, I heard a girl at another table call out "Hey, nice lettuce bracelet!" I turned and saw that Brad was making a necklace out of the lettuce using the twine that I bought at the beginning of this semester. Tom was doing the same with his glowsticks.
I got up and went to the dessert bar to get something of my own, though I chose a little saucer-sized plate instead of a dinner plate for some reason. I looked around for anything the I liked and that there was enough of, finally settling on something that looked like the banana brownies from Personal Trainer: Cooking that I want to make once I get the game. I realized then that it would be appropriately ironic (or something) if they all left then, my mind cooking up some scheme involving cooking a fatted calf for David that made perfect sense at the time (probably related to how much I've been watching Kings lately -- really hope it gets another season). I told myself that yes, that would make sense, but I didn't want it to happen, so, knowing on some level that this was a dream, I willed it not to happen. But then I woke up before I got back to the table anyway.
Post by: Jman on June 01, 2009, 01:16:11 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on June 02, 2009, 04:59:09 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on June 09, 2009, 10:30:15 AM
Post by: ShyGuyofTime on June 09, 2009, 05:16:46 PM
Obviously, I need to find smarter ways to test if I'm dreaming or not, however I think I would have a bit more common sense if I were actually awake
Post by: Reading on June 10, 2009, 12:12:47 PM
Something happened where I was. I needed to go somewhere to find something to fix that, so I sort of tentatively climbed in my dad's car (in real life, my dad accompanied me on a trial drive, since I'm going to do driver's training) and went somewhere really slowly. I was driving in this road in the middle of some kind of area with a lot of trees and I slowly kind of realized I wouldn't get there fast enough, and I kind of didn't have a license. I turned the car around, thinking I wouldn't get home soon enough, but all the space I'd covered sort of disappeared and I wound up right at my house, which seemed to be distinctively more tan than usual.
Yeah, I forget most of the details. There was a lot more to it than this. Something like that last part happened in a dream I had a long time ago, actually - I was climbing up an ascent in a dark cave after some kind of adventure to get back home, and arrived in my upstairs, only to look back and find the cave shrinking and eventually being replaced by the stairs. My brother was coming upstairs, too.
(For those of you new to the party, I add effects to the words for imagery.)
Post by: Glorb on June 10, 2009, 01:28:27 PM
tan
Your idea of tan pales in comparison to the real thing.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on June 10, 2009, 01:30:50 PM
Post by: Reading on June 10, 2009, 04:40:37 PM
Does this work?
Yeah, it does. I guess I was just too lazy to try it out last time (perhaps because in the browser I'm using, the "preview" function is really messed up).
Post by: BP on June 14, 2009, 04:00:19 PM
Post by: Weegee on June 14, 2009, 10:36:08 PM
In particular, I've had numerous subconscious run-ins with Mr. Dylan over the last few months. In my dreams he most commonly walks into my school, offers a profoundly deep philosophical issue for our class to ponder, and the leaves abruptly... But never before I get his autograph. Lord knows how many signatures I've imaginarily acquired from the singer-songwriter by now.
Post by: BP on June 15, 2009, 12:35:23 AM
Post by: Glorb on June 15, 2009, 07:07:55 AM
Post by: Weegee on June 15, 2009, 11:29:49 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on June 15, 2009, 03:50:03 PM
But I mean, sometimes, when awake, I suddenly realize that life itself is in first-person and it weirds me out.Do you ever spend too long on the computer or something and then when you get up and see a mirror there's about thirty seconds or so where you remember that you actually exist and it freaks you out a little? Kinda hard to explain, but it happens to me all the time.
Post by: Weegee on June 15, 2009, 03:59:39 PM
Post by: Reading on June 17, 2009, 12:58:23 PM
I don't know who I was playing as, but knowing me, it was probably either Mario or Sonic.
And CrossEyed7, that happens to me sometimes whenever I really get into a video game or such. :P
Post by: Weegee on June 17, 2009, 02:16:54 PM
and had tentacle-like appendages.
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I can tell where this was going.
Post by: Kuromatsu on June 17, 2009, 02:28:54 PM
Post by: Reading on June 17, 2009, 08:24:01 PM
At least my colors match. :D
Post by: Luigison on June 17, 2009, 08:34:13 PM
Post by: Kuromatsu on June 17, 2009, 08:53:56 PM
Just forget it. I can't even insult anyone properly on the internet anymore. Christ.
Post by: Reading on June 18, 2009, 12:34:32 PM
Some corporation or something had absorbed a large volume of the Earth's water for some sort of experiment. I and some other guy were in a room that looked like a bedroom, sitting on chairs and looking at some kind of screen that detailed all of this. We saw that one of the lakes around Finland had been completely drained, and I presumed that that was about the extent of the drainage around the world, but then the globe on the screen rotated to show a gigantic land bridge between North America and Europe that was apparently caused by the lowering of worldwide sea level.
This part of the dream may or may not be related to the one above. I'm not sure if that guy was the same guy as here, but in any case, I was with someone else in a wooded area. We were supposed to be in a cabin of some sort, spying on some "enemies", who may or may not have been that corporation responsible for the water crisis. My field of vision was sort of like one of those online village games (I don't actually play any, mind you) - it shifted to reveal the enemy's base, where I saw houses with purply-blue roofs.
Then the dream abruptly shifted focus (as seems to be a common theme with mine), and I was playing a video game. I think it was supposed to be Sonic 2006, and I was playing as Silver in a level that looked kind of like Super Mario Galaxy's Melty Molten Galaxy. There was some kind of display on the left side of the screen that had the time I needed to complete it in to get an "S" rank for the level. I stared at it for a second, looked at my time and realized there were about 2 seconds left before that time was up, and then stared at the fiery rock in front of me that was apparently the end of the level. I hovered toward it, but time ran out, so I reappeared back at my original location (apparently I could "rewind") and did it faster this time, getting to the end just in time for the S rank.
For those of you who read the ones I posted after last Christmas, I'm currently in the process of 100%-ing Sonic 2006, so I guess it would make sense it's showing up in my dreams again. :P
Post by: Dr. Echidna on June 25, 2009, 10:34:25 AM
-Shigeru Myamoto had a heart attack after spending to much time with some very, VERY ANGRY guy...
-Knuckles the echidna had somehow managed to get himself into Super Mario 64, and a whole lot of koopas were running around the castle grounds...
-And someone turned Toadsworth into a pizza...
...Well, that was weird...
Post by: K-Far on June 26, 2009, 03:49:37 AM
mine was when I found myself in a beat up mustang and i drove right into every car i saw, then i fell off the overpass and onto a gient red button, then the world exploded, then i herd an evil laugh, then a bunch of text saying "You Won The Game" started showing up while a victory song played.
personaly i blame the 3 hours of burnout i had played just before i went to slee
Post by: Kuromatsu on June 26, 2009, 03:52:34 AM
Post by: K-Far on June 26, 2009, 03:55:08 AM
If I may direct your attention over to this (http://themushroomkingdom.net/board/index.php?topic=7274.0) thread...
STFU!
Post by: BP on June 26, 2009, 03:59:53 AM
Post by: K-Far on June 26, 2009, 04:12:03 AM
STFU!
You kno wat im srry, man, i just dident notice that other thread when i posted this one and i got upset =(
Forgive?
Post by: Kuromatsu on June 26, 2009, 04:18:41 AM
So uh, yeah sure.
Post by: Glorb on June 26, 2009, 12:02:43 PM
Post by: Reading on June 29, 2009, 11:53:37 AM
First I could reset time in a video game, and now in real life? Wow.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on June 29, 2009, 01:17:10 PM
Post by: Lizard Dude on June 29, 2009, 04:01:20 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on July 09, 2009, 04:21:44 PM
Okay, it's been a while, but I've decided to just go with mentioning the dreams that really stick with me:
--This wasn't a recurring dream, per se, but the basic, uh, "plot" of it continued into a dream a day or two later (this was within last week). In one of the rare occasions that a dream outwardly seems to be related to my life/current events, I think what the basic gist was was that my friend, whose name is Michael and actually looks somewhat like Michael Jackson, was killed by the King of Pop himself on... June 25. In the second dream, I eventually learned that my friend was alive and well, but had become black and was set to marry his girlfriend (or some girl).
--Last night, I believe this one was (and also, a minor night terror, but we won't talk about that)... All I really recall is that I went through a sped-up process of knowing, becoming attracted to, and eventually entering a relationship with a girl, who I think looked somewhat akin to a teenage version of Lauren Holley. A mere day after we offically became boy/girlfriend, though, she showed up looking plain-at-best, and rather nonchalant about it, at that (explaining away her previous red-headness, etc. as a one-time thing). I wouldn'tve totally minded that she changed one of the main reasons I was drawn to her, but she was also acting a little less, well, nice. The remainder of the dream pretty much consisted of me awkwardly trying to terminate the relationship (and I did).
Post by: Glorb on July 10, 2009, 11:24:39 AM
Post by: WarpRattler on July 10, 2009, 11:46:12 AM
Post by: Glorb on July 10, 2009, 01:00:05 PM
Post by: TEM on July 12, 2009, 12:53:00 AM
Post by: Reading on July 12, 2009, 04:38:05 PM
I was outside my house. It's summer, and the sun was beginning to set, so naturally, there were bugs flying around outside. When I went back in, I apparently held the door open for a few seconds too long, and a bee flew in. This was no ordinary bee, though. It could TALK! My brother went in the bathroom to wash some dirt off his hands, and I sort of cooly walked past, listening to him talking to it. The bathroom's walls were also distinctly more green than usual. I went somewhere else in the house and opened a door, but for some reason, it opened on the hinges side. I was like "what."
I suddenly became a spy on a mission for the government in a foreign country I'm pretty sure was North Korea. I rode a bike down a street, looking for this one place I was supposed to go to. I don't remember what I did there, but I eventually found myself in our base. I was looking at a screen with another person that showed a satellite image of an area on Earth that sort of looked like the Arabian Peninsula. I knew it wasn't that, though - most of the landscape was green, except for a certain patch that looked more deserty, as well as two similar tiny patches to the northwest of it. The other agent beside me, who wore what looked like a white lab coat, pointed to that larger desert area and said something of particular significance that I forgot.
I can't remember if I was still supposed to be a spy for this part, but something eventually led me to a steel dome in the middle of the ocean. There was a girl in here who had apparently spent a considerable amount of her life alone in this dome. The interior was fairly dark, and had dark blue-green walls and floor that seemed to be made of stone. There was a small desk and lamp next to a bed in one corner.
What happened there is fuzzy, too, but I think I got that girl somewhere else, most likely via an unseen airplane, and I was waiting at the airplane's landing point, which looked a lot like a giant tennis court, complete with a huge white line that I and several other people were lined up on. The girl seemed to have disappeared, but I was still standing there, and eventually everyone on that line started moving in single file. I turned around and saw one of my friends, who shall be named M, talking with someone else while we were moving. I joined in the conversation for a while.
Another abrupt focus change took me to a place where I was visiting the website Super Mario Legacy as if it were a house, complete with some form of virtual reality software that let me "move" by moving the mouse and such. The house had walls, ceiling, and floors that were all sorts of pastel colors and seemed to be made out of something that resembled legos.
Well. I'm sure there was more, but dreams are like that. I had another dream a few days ago, in fact, about some sort of contest at another site that we were making a Super Mario World ROM hack about, and I didn't remember I had the dream at all when I woke up until something reminded me of it while I was eating breakfast.
Post by: Reading on July 20, 2009, 06:30:10 PM
It all started when me and my friends visited a mall at nighttime. There was some kind of event going on where people were setting up booths and selling stuff. We checked out different booths. I went to one where this lady was selling pottery. There was this distinctly colored blue-and-purple clay jar whose colors made it seem to almost glow, and I really liked it. I saw the lady selling this stuff explain one of her other creations to another bystander. It was a miniature house of some kind, and she said it had magical effects. I thought, Witchcraft? I asked her if there was anything magical about this jar, and she said no, but I didn't want to take my chances, so I put it back.
We were about to leave the mall, but I could see some kind of commotion going on in the parking lot, with police cars with flashing lights and everything. Another real-life friend I shall call A (not to be confused with the A who appeared in my dreams on December 31st and January 2nd) turned toward me and said, "Follow me." I obeyed. It seemed like my brother was here too, but I can't exactly remember. Me and possibly my brother followed her up some stairs and into a room in the mall, which was now beginning to look less like a mall and more like some kind of odd, dream-like building. She opened a door cleverly concealed to look like it was part of the wall, and we entered a room that contained a stage, lit by only a few lights situated on that stage. We climbed onto the stage, and she removed another board on the wall on its left side to lead us into yet another secret room.
It was dark as well, and looked like a very small bedroom, with brown wooden walls, a dark magenta carpet, and a bed with a gold-colored sheet that took up nearly 3/4ths of the room. A kneeled down next to the front-left corner of the bed and pulled up the corner of the sheet, revealing a golden container with a combination lock. "Solve this," she told me. I was shocked. I said something like, "I don't think I want to do this." We then heard commotion from one of the rooms outside - apparently the police had chased us here. I asked, "Did you think I'd want to break into this safe once you revealed it to me?" I can't remember what she said, but some weird dreamy images came up, like a small glass window in cement, that was supposed to be us escaping from the mall or whatever it was now.
Once we got outside, it turned into day, and the chase spontaneously turned into me sitting in some kind of car watching the police officers trying to shoot down an escaping penguin running along some railroad tracks up a peninsula I visited on vacation a few weeks back. For whatever reason. They shot it several times, but it kept on going. I thought, Didn't that hurt?, giving absolutely no thought to the fact that it should've been DEAD a long time ago. Eventually, it got away, and I stopped. I walked back in the direction I came a few paces, and there were some characters I think were from Shrek standing on a back patio-esque deck. Below and in front of this deck was a creature that looked something like a cross between a miniature Jabba the Hutt and a pile of applesauce. It said something, but I either I can't remember what it was, or I just didn't understand it.
The chase somehow expanded, and my friends returned. We were running around a maze being chased by who-knows-what characters. The maze seemed to have themes; I saw a red water tower at one point, a forest, and a castle. It was all in a particular art style, like it was one of those search-and-find children's books. Oh, and it had turned into night again, with the sky just being pure black like you'd expect from that illustration style.
Sometime during this whole maze chase, I dropped into a SMB2-esque jar with a blue background. The walls and floor were made of the orange bricks from the SMA4 Ghost House tileset. It was no longer me, but seemed to be me playing a video game more along the lines of Super Mario Bros. 3. There was a horizontal pipe sticking out of the left side with some blocks in front of it. I (or rather, Mario) removed these blocks, intending to go in the pipe, but a ton of Needlenoses (from Yoshi's Island) shot out of it, and I was hit by one, lost a life, and got a Game Over.
Mario appeared on some kind of map screen. This was apparently all part of a video game, and its map screen was something of a cross between Super Mario Bros. 3 and Super Mario World - flat, SMB3-like landmasses and graphics, but paths like SMW. Mario was standing on the southern part of a large green island at the left side of the large map - not the left side of the screen, as this map was very large and bigger than the screen in all directions. I tried finding that level again so I could see what was in that pipe. I entered a level near my initial position, and it was a similar "jar", except the background was like the SMA4 Ghost House as well. I knew that wasn't what I was looking for, so I exited the level and tried looking in some other locations. A pipe on the map screen took me to another island with a small group of twisting, vertically oriented paths. I tried going in a few more pipes and checking out more levels, but I couldn't find the one I was looking for.
Then I woke up. I remembered this dream pretty well. Plot structure-wise, it's nothing unusual for me, although the plot itself and what I saw in the dream was pretty memorable. A would never take advantage of me to steal money...well, she wouldn't steal money, period. We're not close friends or anything, but I know her better than that. :P
Post by: BP on July 26, 2009, 04:34:38 PM
"I dunno how to drive this part," says Austin, so he gets a bike out of the back of the car. Like, not even a tandem bike--it was a standard, shabby black bike with one seat and a teddy bear to support the rider's back. It crashed at a point and had to be reassembled. This field with the dirt road was pretty big, and the weather matched that of the desert I live in, but there was also a city visible nearby.
We came to a hill's edge, left the bike and descended. It was a movie theater. There were about a hundred and fifty people cosplaying as characters they wanted in the next Smash Bros. The main standouts were a Ryu, a Little Mac, and a Ninten. There was also a Pit, who was worried about him being dropped and also wanted to represent how the "starring characters" care about the "auditioning ones." The best costumes were going to take a bus to Sakurai. I told Pit "Stand up for Little Mac, would you?"
There were booths and things around, too. One was a large truck (like a box car from a train) from some milk company. I heard mooing and machinery from inside. We got free, fresh ice cream. I crushed a cookie and put that in mine.
I say to Austin, "I don't wanna climb that hill. I don't wana ride that bike to your car, either."
Post by: Chupperson Weird on July 26, 2009, 04:48:34 PM
Post by: Glorb on July 26, 2009, 06:12:15 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on July 26, 2009, 08:46:34 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 05, 2009, 02:05:32 PM
I turned on the TV and some kind of Little House on the Prairie-esque movie or show came on. It was close to the end, but I instinctively knew what had happened, and the plot of the movie mapped itself out on a big electronic display inside of my eyes. Apparently this kid, who was kind of me, had lost his dog in town or had seen someone else's lost dog and wanted to rescue it. The rest of the town had found out about it and all of them, led by the annoying evil schoolmarm, were all cheerfully trying to kill the dog. The kid ended up saving the dog himself and then I became the king of that land, ruling from my college dorm, and issued a proclamation that dogs were good and shouldn't be killed. I took three or four adjectives describing dogs (which I can't remember now) and put parts of them together to make a new word for dogs.
While I was still king, something similar happened, and I needed to come up with another stupid portmanteau word. I had four adjectives that needed to be used for some reason, and I couldn't get them to sound right together, so I gave up. My brother or advisor or something tried to come up with a good one, but when I checked up on him an hour later, he and his team didn't have anything.
After a while, I was on a beach with my son watching a NASA rocket blast off to the moon while a weird thing that looked like a blimp with a face instead of a balloon was preparing to go to Mars. As I woke up, I explained to my son why privately-owned open-source rockets are more efficient than government rockets.
Also, a few nights ago, I had a dream that had something to do with Sarah Palin, an arcade game, and the prices of textbooks in Africa. I don't remember why those things were related.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on August 05, 2009, 09:00:18 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 05, 2009, 09:38:07 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 07, 2009, 11:42:26 AM
After mostly playing around with the interface of the game and realizing the demo wouldn't let me do anything, I went back to my computer and saw that I had been disconnected. I reconnected, and this time I went to the "General Mario Chat" room on the list, which I think had some names I recognized. While I waited, I walked into another room and looked out the window. I realized how late I had been staying up when I saw the sun rising. I pulled out my DSi to get a picture of it, and suddenly the Supreme Court appeared outside, and I was outside too. Some people were moving something really big down the street, obstructing the view of most buildings, and I overheard them saying that they wished all buildings in Washington, DC looked more like the Supreme Court. A disembodied woman was telling whoever was listening that during the Watergate impeachment trial, the justices on the Supreme Court saw themselves only as arbiters, not as deciders, but that things had changed since then, and now, if there were another impeachment trial, the Supreme Court had increased in influence enough that they'd be more proactive. Then Obama came up and asked me to get in his limo. I did, trying to snap a few more pictures of the sunrise as we drove away.
We pulled up to the White House, and then we drove back and forth a few times, picking up and dropping off some stuff, and then we were in front of the White House and about to go inside. I considered asking him if it was okay for me to take pictures of stuff with my DSi, but then I decided it would be better if he didn't even know I had such a small camera. He went inside and I waited outside for some reason. The First Lady, who for some reason wasn't Michelle, came out and asked me if it would be all right if I made some tea. I said I would, and she threw some paper Cup Noodle cups at me, which landed overhanging the edge of a trash can filled with dirty water (presumably I was also supposed to make some ramen to go with the tea). I tried to get the cups, but they immediately fell into the dirty water.
None of that made any sense at all.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on August 07, 2009, 11:54:13 AM
Post by: BP on August 08, 2009, 11:00:21 PM
So, I was up in the mountains. In the pit of the steep valley could be seen a lake. Captain Falcon nearly falls to his doom trying to get some acorns from a bush growing on the side of the canyon. I helped him get them. They were green, slightly spiky, and grew in clusters. I gave them to him and he said he wanted more, so we went to Cold Stone. If you don't know, Cold Stone is a chain of ice cream parlors famous for mixing the fixings into your order before your eyes.
So, we get there and it's kind of different. There's a huge warehouse towards the back of the store and no wall separates it from the counter where the ice cream is prepared and served. Also, the counters are smaller, with revolving sets labeled with the Brawl characters' names, and loaded with the stuff the character would likely choose.
"Well, Doug... looks like all they've got today is pecans, peanuts and almonds..."
Captain Falcon looks like he wants to kill everyone in the building at this point.
After he gets his order substituting acorns with pecans, I start to take my order. My usual is a Like It (small) waffle cone of cake batter ice cream with pecans, crushed Reese's peanut butter cups, and miniature marshmallows. The girl behind the counter says something that I interpret as "We're removing the marshmallows."
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"Awwww what! I like the marshmallows!"
A thin man, my height, with a mustache grumbles. He's pushing a cart with two tubs of marshmallows to the counter.
"Oh! You're moving the marshmallows! I thought you said 'removing!'"
Upon closer inspection, the marshmallows are shaped like Kirby. The mustache man begins to powder one of the tubs on the cart with chocolate, turning the Kirbies brown (I think there's a spray paint in Amazing Mirror and Squeak Squad that would match). He... powders the other one with normal marshmallow flavoring too. All the while he keeps glancing at me with an "I hate my job" feel. I smile nervously, both because I don't want to trouble this fierce man and because I don't want to think of what eating a couple dozen Kirbies will be like.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on August 09, 2009, 12:53:28 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 09, 2009, 02:44:55 PM
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Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 13, 2009, 05:32:13 AM
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Something like this. And then when I went to bed, it suddenly flipped sideways.
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Apparently I had put a picture of my face into the game when I started, and so it was kind of personalized.
After a simulated night's sleep, the character with my face on it (who by this point probably had a generic face) woke up and walked out to a balcony in the hotel, where he danced to some weird music and then was suddenly hit by a chandelier and died. All this was apparently before you could control him. Suddenly, I realized that I was watching one of ProtonJon's LP videos (in the dream world, not in real life), and also that I had heard of this game before -- the point was that you had to press some arbitrary button at the right moment to avoid the chandelier, but it was funnier to just put up the video like this. ProtonJon had retired from LPing in the dream world, and I was talking to him telepathically, convincing him that if he came back, people would watch him.
Post by: TEM on August 13, 2009, 09:49:13 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 13, 2009, 11:36:13 AM
Post by: Reading on August 13, 2009, 11:50:19 AM
I was apparently being sent to a summer camp. I was bringing some books and such to read there, including one rather large one about outer space, and putting them in a beige-green backpack. My mom saw the outer space one, however, and complained that it was too big to bring, so I ended up taking it out.
At the camp, it was evening. Me and everyone else were sitting in this huge outdoor-auditorium-thing, and there were purple and blue lights all over the place. There was a huge screen on the stage, but I don't remember if anything was on it. It was apparently a rock concert or something. I was sitting next to my friend, P (he's appeared before), and we were having a pretty good time. M was also sitting in front of me. P got up to go to the bathroom or something, and I turned and said something to him, only to find he'd just walked out of earshot. M thought I was talking to her, and turned around to say something of a humorous nature to me, but I forgot what it was.
After a while, this guy I somehow knew was evil came on stage. The lights turned off, and everyone started leaving. I told one of the guys running the camp that I would be willing to challenge that evil guy. He was like "Really? Are you sure you're powerful enough?" I somehow sensed that the fighting would be done in RPG fashion.
That part of the dream was never concluded. Later, I and everyone else returned to that auditorium, which for some reason now had castle-like stone walls, to celebrate the 2010 New Year (yeah, I thought this was a summer camp?). A whole bunch of my friends were here, as well as people I didn't know. We stayed up through the night, and as the sun rose on the new year, I went up to a frosted window in the stone wall and stared outside. I cried of sadness because I still hadn't accomplished what I wanted to do, but also of joy because I'd received what I needed to do it, and the sun was rising on a new year of endless opportunity for me and my friends, a year that I knew would be the year.
Um...whoa. I don't think I've ever had such sentimental content in a dream before. :o
Post by: N64 Chick on September 10, 2009, 10:31:32 AM
The dream started off in the style of Super Show (which I've been watching lately). Koopa was harassing Mario, Luigi, the Princess and Toad as usual. Much of the dream involved the heroes using cars. Everyone's car was different, but the only one I remember is Luigi's which is called The Great Green and looked at bit like the car token in Monopoly. Anyway, often times Koopa would catch our heroes, take all their money and imprison them. But they would escape, somehow get more money out of nowhere, and be on the run again. It's a repetitive dream. Things did change up a couple of times. Toad used a mecha instead of a car
Post by: CrossEyed7 on October 01, 2009, 10:00:33 AM
Post by: Ped Xing on October 01, 2009, 10:57:47 AM
Post by: TEM on October 01, 2009, 11:50:32 AM
Post by: Weegee on October 01, 2009, 02:26:14 PM
He was dreaming that it was just another dude and not a clone.
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It wasn't his fault.
Post by: Reading on October 01, 2009, 03:19:12 PM
Also, a few nights ago, I had my second recent dream in which a house collapsed...another thing I'm not afraid of at all. Does this mean something? >_>
Post by: ShadowBrain on October 03, 2009, 09:01:31 PM
It was quite a few nights ago, and little remains besides the main gist of the dream, but this one's stuck with me: The world was going to end, or some great catastrophe was going to occur, but I didn't know what it was. I think there was panic and people going crazy some places, and others--like my parents--taking it all in with quiet fear. I tried to figure out what was going on, and I don't know if everyone else knew and they wouldn't tell me (maybe because they figured I just had to already know) or if they didn't know either. I assumed it was a meteor heading for Earth, because there's not much else we fear will instantly take out the world these days.
Fear is one thing, but being afraid, and literally not knowing of what... that's surreal.
Post by: ShadowBrain on December 01, 2009, 07:23:47 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on December 05, 2009, 12:28:03 PM
Somehow this led to a part where a guy (who was sometimes me -- this is one of those weird dreams where sometimes I'm the character in there and sometimes I'm a spectator watching it) and a girl (who sometimes disappeared) were traveling across the country. We came to a church, where the sanctuary was laid out in a triangle. An older woman in the back, who was based on Maude from Harold & Maude, said something to us about universalism. It made us feel good. We walked a little farther and a stained glass window started talking to us (somewhere in here I temporarily switched to watching the guy instead of being the guy, and the girl kind of faded out). The stained glass window's lecture started out sounding like a rebuke of universalism in support of standard substitutionary atonement, but then the guy doing the voice (as well as a priest we saw when we turned around, who was either mouthing along with the window because he had memorized the window's rant from all the times it automatically went off when someone said some theology it didn't like, or he was doing the actual voice we were hearing) started getting kind of unhinged, talking about the stars fighting us and screaming "ONLY THE INNOCENT! ONLY THE INNOCENT!" and we noticed there were some sort of 3D-ish pigs embedded in the window, being cast out of heaven. Another priest got up and continued the sermon, as the message became more about works-righteousness, mentioning some story about how originally the way to be forgiven was to confess nine sins before a statue, thanking God before and after each one and asking for a miracle on each one, and to bring "a plenifer of gold" (around this time, he was wearing a purple and green newsboy cap) A woman, who may or may not have been a younger version of the one from earlier, stood up and said "Technically there's one objection to that," and then a bunch of other people stood up saying "We object too!" and they started saying something like what the Maude-type from earlier was saying, and this time that was the one that sounded more like substitutionary atonement.
Somehow a fire got started. As a spectator, I was watching this unfold with my mom, and thought about telling her that I had previously considered becoming a Catholic, figuring it would not be a good time now to say that, because this church was apparently supposed to be Catholic. Then I went back to being the guy in there. Everything was being destroyed. There was a sort of dollhouse-type thing that was burning. A priest tried to grab the burning roof off of it, which was apparently supposed to stop the fire somehow, but it was too hot (odd, because there were plenty of other priests in there routinely grabbing things that were on fire and being okay). The fire in the dollhouse continued, and lots of tiny white squares of paper flew out of it. I applauded their use, because they both added to the realism (newspapers stuffed in walls as insulation) and made it look cooler as it burned. The Maude-type lady was happy with the whole fire, but seemed especially pleased about the dollhouse. She told us that she had already been going here three days and hadn't even thought to do something like that (even though I don't remember if we even had any role in starting the fires) There was some kind of thingie with tiny Post-It notes that was falling down -- I held out my hand, and a huge row of them somehow started building up in my hand and then down my arm.
I went on a brief mental interlude thinking about how Post-It notes are made. I considered how sometimes the bottom note on the stack is still kind of sticky but not as sticky as the others. I wondered if in some factories they just had the workers grab the right number of notes off a big stack and separate them into little stacks, and if others put a bigger one in the stack every fifty notes so the workers could easily grab exactly fifty, and also wondered why they were still having people do that instead of robots.
Then I was back in the church. The fire was out, the priests were gone. Apparently we had won. But then someone brought over a kids' board book from a book shelf. We all felt a bit scared at the ominous title, The Stars Won, because of the mention the window had made earlier about stars fighting us. We opened the book and started reading. The whole thing was a little girl asking her father what different parts of nature sound like when they talk, and each time, the father responded with three paragraphs of creepy Lovecraftian gutteral sounds. One page showed him with his face twisted into the grotesqueness it would have to be twisted into to make those noises, and the girl was laughing. Then on the last page, the girl asked what the stars say, and the father said that the stars are an ultimate hammer of judgment.
Post by: Reading on December 05, 2009, 01:29:51 PM
Last night, I had a dream in which me and my family were apparently on vacation, dining in a restaurant that looked a lot like my Chemistry class, waiting for hours for our food. I can't remember all of the details, but I apparently got bored and decided to go on some kind of adventure in the nearby area, a part of which involved examining boxes in a library with other people. I saw one person hold a small box and warned them not to open it, since it might contain an explosive. They didn't believe me, however, and promptly opened the box...only to be destroyed in the ensuing explosion. Strangely, nothing else seemed to be harmed.
A couple of nights ago, as well, I had a dream that involved being at a beach, and there were these big mounds of sand everywhere that looked like someone had decorated them with multicolored frosting in squiggly patterns. This actually gave me a new idea for an area in my Super Mario World hack.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 01, 2010, 06:37:37 AM
- I was playing Spirit Tracks, except the main gameplay mechanic was talking to people while falling down, which also worked on upside-down plants.
- There was a somewhat flimsy papercraft DS (actually it was like a papercraft clown head, but it made sense at the time; you know how dream logic works) that I was somehow playing a new WarioWare on.
- There was another DS that just had one screen that Bowser's Inside Story was playing on.
- Wheel of Fortune had a new puzzleboard with completely movable letter trilons. Some of them also had more trilons behind them. The contestant was up right next to it in the bonus round and saw them move to make completely different potential words. I didn't get to see how it affected gameplay, if at all.
- After saying that I'd never heard of F-Zero Wii being in development, I heard some music from it, even though I told myself that even if it were in development, this music wouldn't be from it, since this is a dream, but it might be some music from the TV show if I had ever seen any of that (it turned out it was just a slightly altered version of the same theme I had heard earlier as being from GX, which actually wasn't from anywhere). Bowser Jr. was going to be a pilot and there were a bunch of giant things including something that was a cross between the Warpstone from Star Fox Adventures and the Bendu Statues on the Ando Prime courses in Star Wars Episode I Racer, except more dignified and vaguely evilish. If you tried to drive through it, it would grab you and stop you.
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Bendu statue
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- I was in an airport where everything was dark and cloudy outside and inside there were lots of people lined up along banisters overlooking the floor below. Suddenly, everyone started tipping themselves over the edge, starting with the ones farthest from me and progressing toward me in sequence like dominoes (except they weren't tipping into each other, they were tipping out), since pretty much everyone in the room somehow decided they all had to kill themselves. Someone just out of my peripheral vision shouted that there was a 1 in 10 chance that they wouldn't land on their heads and therefore wouldn't die, but it seemed to me like pretty much all of them did. I ran down some stairs so I couldn't see them hitting, but I saw blood dripping down the sides, again, progressing in sequence. I saw that some people were decapitated when they hit (A thunderstorm may have started outside around this time). I saw a girl insanely painting a glass pane above her with blood which I think was someone else's. A scientist explained that all the decapitations caused everyone's body heat to dissipate out to the room, and because of the huge number of people all being decapitated at the same time, we could all feel the room warming at an alarming rate. A little bit earlier, I was convinced that I remembered this from a movie but couldn't think of which one (I was leaning toward Day After Tomorrow, even though I've never seen it and I'm sure it didn't have a scene like this), but by this point, I was getting severely freaked out, and forced myself to wake up. After waking up, I was afraid to close my eyes for a minute or two for fear that I'd see it all again.
Other than that last part, it was pretty cool. I'm not on drugs, by the way.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 03, 2010, 12:18:12 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 05, 2010, 08:54:49 AM
Later that night, we were reunited (a cab may have been involved somehow). A reality show-type interview with the security guard who kicked me out, who was now a man, showed up over top of me getting into the cab with my family. He said that he was just convinced I was pulling some kind of con. When it went back to us, my family was definitely actors. As we were driving (it wasn't a cab anymore I guess), a car swerving from the other lane narrowly missed hitting us. We noticed that we could have gotten out of the way earlier, but he was trying to make his original swerving into the wrong lane look more deliberate and cool. At this point, the car was purple and looked kind of like a giant metal feather with wheels. Once it turned onto the gas station lot, I turned and looked at it and it was shaped like a Jawa sandcrawler made out of plywood and painted festively. And it was apparently made by the KKK for some reason. I looked up at the sky and it was in insane colors with visible brush strokes or texture or something.
Toward the end of the dream, I was becoming a little too aware of it being a dream, and things started to fade in and out a bit. At the very end, visuals were going totally black and speech was transitioning into thought, as I asked my parents why they didn't give me a card, fully aware that it was a dream (although my continued anger at not getting a card may have meant that I wasn't yet grasping the full implications of it being a dream). By the time they could answer, I could tell that it was just me thinking to myself, and I gave up and woke up.
Post by: Reading on January 10, 2010, 11:29:28 AM
There was much more to my dream last night than this, but I only vividly remember the last part. Also, darn, we don't have the text colors anymore. I wanted to do that again. Oh well. I'll see what I can do with the formatting we still have...
After a segment dealing somehow with a desert and the corner tiles of Super Mario World's cave foreground, I found myself at the left side of the front of my school (although it seemed to look more like the junior high school I went to). One of my friends, hereafter referred to as M, was presenting something while people were watching. I think this was carried over from earlier in the dream; somehow I remembered other people doing this as well, and everyone was just watching the different students present. Once she was done, it suddenly turned into night, and everyone started leaving to go home. It looked like the end of the school day, since there were buses lined up in front of the school (which I'm now certain was actually the junior high, since where I'm at now the buses line up on the side). As I was walking toward my bus, my friend F came up to me and told me that our after-school Jazz Band schedule had been modified and we were going to it today even though it was Friday. Apparently, we had to get on a bus to go there (hmm, maybe that was some community event and not the school I was actually supposed to go to?), so we went and got some of the other members, including J. It was so dark, I was almost blinded by a nearby streetlight, so I faced the other way and held on to F and J's hands to guide me as we went back toward the buses. We got onto one rather small bus, and by then, everyone else was already there, so it was quite crowded. The inside walls of the bus appeared to be black with glowing dots on them. The people on the bus didn't seem to actually be people from my Jazz Band, and another one of my friends was there, so I sat behind her and next to F and talked with them while we were driving.
And...that's all I can remember.
Post by: Glorb on January 10, 2010, 01:46:08 PM
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This is the scariest thing I've ever read on this forum.
Post by: foxmccloudfan on January 10, 2010, 02:20:39 PM
Arizona and new mexico were at war, for some lrgal reason. i was living in arizona when a newscast said that bomber jets were coming and that we had 1hour to find cover and hide. my aunt and cousins ran off to hide in another neighborhood, while my mom, sister and I hid in our house. just before the hour was up, i decided it was unsafe to hide in our house, si i (stupidly) decided to run across the open desert to find safety. i soon heard the planes and looked out to my right only to see a mushroom cloud. soon, explosions were all around me, and i was running in a cloud of smoke. i dived into a lake, and it was filled with mines. they started exploding around me. i jumped out uf the water, and a plane dropped a bomb next to me. i burst into flame. then i woke up.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 12, 2010, 04:04:10 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 15, 2010, 11:37:56 AM
I was a news anchor in some building with other news anchors. We were supposed to all know that we were in a dream and had been in the dream together for quite some time now. We saw a guy who may or may not have been wearing a shirt with his pants walk through the sand covering the entire floor of the building and sink in. Then a life-sized Lego Darth Vader sunk in. Someone tried to criticize Sarah Palin for saying "which" in a place where she should have said "who", but upon closer examination, she was using it correctly. My hair was longer in back than I thought it was, so I cut off some random chunks of it.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 17, 2010, 07:43:37 AM
Once we got to a door that we heard people talking behind, I was Claire Bennet and the other guy was Angela Petrelli, and for some reason we were in the past, and our past selves were talking about something inside that room. Past Claire asked Past Angela a question that Present Us knew she should have answered, but Past Angela acted like it wasn't important. We snuck in the room as they were leaving. I dropped down on the floor behind a sofa in a position where it didn't make any sense that Past Claire and Past Angela (who was now a guy named Elroy who was taking her out on a date) didn't see me when they turned around.
As Past Claire and Elroy left the room, they ran into another guy. Claire mentioned something she had been thinking about wearing earlier that she decided not to do; the other guy laughed mockingly and agreed that it was good that she didn't wear it because it would have made her look stupid, Elroy quietly said he thought Claire would look good no matter what. The other guy turned to Elroy and asked him why he had such a stupid nickname, saying that by his age, he was supposed to have grown out of naming himself after Jetsons characters.
Suddenly, the Jetsons theme song. The camera zoomed out from the hotel we were in and it turned into the Jetsons' apartment building. The whole thing went up and down on the big pole, then individual rooms started moving on their own. Mr. Spacely fell out of his room, only avoiding plummeting to the ground by grabbing the red circular thing that was falling down with him and unfolding it into a personal helicopter. He yelled at George. Suddenly, George was in the helicopter, and on his way to work. He somehow bumped into a woman standing next to her car on the ground. She had really big beehive hair, and had been halfway embedded in the car door by George bumping into her. George flew away before she could say anything; when he got away, she turned to the camera, shrugged, and said "I just wanted to say thank you!"
When it cut back to George, he was on a motorcycle running from the cops. He rode past a car full of anarchists that the police were arresting -- on top of the car was a sign reading "WE WANT WORLD KICKASS ACTION". Although the sign was obviously just put in by the animators to push the PG rating and be relevant to the action sequence, me and Mike Nelson, who were watching the movie, thought it was hilarious when evaluated as the anarchists' actual creed, and laughed at them while calling them "the dumbest anarchists ever" as we watched steak fries and a glass jar of jalapeño sauce being loaded into the back of the car which had become a van.
Post by: Weegee on January 17, 2010, 12:06:11 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 17, 2010, 10:29:04 PM
tradition. There was a Candiru in the car with us; it was a large planaria (http://clean-water.uwex.edu/pubs/clipart/images/CRITTER/original/PlanariaOrFlatworm.jpg) that was all black with either red or orange eyes and a red or orange triangle marking on its head.Here's the freaky part: I had no idea what a Candiru was before the dream; I just knew the name from Glorb's post. It actually kinda looks like it did in the dream (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Candiru). Lot smaller, though. And the wrong color.
Post by: foxmccloudfan on February 27, 2010, 07:18:35 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on February 27, 2010, 07:40:28 PM
I earnestly hope the dream was prophetic.
Post by: Weegee on February 27, 2010, 07:43:23 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on February 27, 2010, 07:46:02 PM
Post by: foxmccloudfan on February 27, 2010, 07:47:24 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 27, 2010, 08:48:41 PM
Post by: foxmccloudfan on February 27, 2010, 09:15:57 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on February 27, 2010, 11:18:59 PM
/sarcasm.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on March 01, 2010, 04:42:15 PM
Post by: jdaster64 on March 01, 2010, 05:23:37 PM
Why the frak are you acting so weird?
What the heck is so weird about ShadowBrain's post (above yours)? It's grammatically correct and clearly poses an interesting question/theory. Personally, I think it makes a lot of sense.
Post by: ShadowBrain on March 01, 2010, 07:58:00 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on March 14, 2010, 08:33:13 AM
This is what I'm talking about when I say "dreams that 'make sense'". Does that even count as "Wacko"?
Post by: Turtlekid1 on March 14, 2010, 12:20:23 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on March 15, 2010, 06:50:48 AM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on March 16, 2010, 12:41:22 PM
Its funny how dreams can be so relentless. No matter how much you want to forget about someone, your sub-conscience will not let you.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on March 16, 2010, 07:40:45 PM
Well, there was that one dream with/about Gabrielle Anwar, if that counts...
Post by: Weegee on March 16, 2010, 08:51:03 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on March 17, 2010, 06:15:44 AM
Needless to say, I lived.Because you didn't have a girlfriend......
Post by: ShadowBrain on March 17, 2010, 11:38:24 AM
Oh, and last night, I was at the school track and That Girl That I Like showed up, heading a small crowd of other people, and asked if I was a mathlete. I said that though I did partake in decidedly matheletic activities, I wasn't--to which she and a couple other girls in the group abruptly and enthusiastically suggested I join said organization.
Post by: Trainman on March 18, 2010, 11:37:43 AM
I dreamt that I was at the Felicity map and that some SpeedSims were chasing me. One was throwing knives at me and I was trying to run in a snake pattern to avoid it (like I do in the game sometimes), but they kept hitting me and it felt totally real. I was in first person, but "Gaming Me" had to go to the bathroom, so I walked over to a dark corner to hide so I could separate my consciousness from my in-game vessel and go take care of business. Before I got a chance, I saw a box-headed, crudely-animated silhouette of a Sim doing the "Goldeneye Jog" animation behind some dimly-lit crates and it scared the absolute crap out of me... so much, in fact, that it woke me up from my dream in a panic. I was trying to stand straight because I was crouching and I was trying so hard to flail around, but I couldn't move, so I guess that's what freaked me out.
I had a similar dream about Luigi's Mansion that tripped me out since I had just gotten my GCN and was playing the crap out of the game at the time.
Post by: Chupperson Weird on March 18, 2010, 11:56:06 AM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on March 24, 2010, 05:36:06 PM
Joe Rogan has the basic concept down, you can't expect someone like that to explain something so unexplainable. This is what seperates dreamers like me from dreamers like most.
Post by: foxmccloudfan on March 28, 2010, 10:05:30 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on March 28, 2010, 11:14:56 PM
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on March 29, 2010, 11:36:04 AM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on March 29, 2010, 11:43:13 AM
too old to play tagWhat
Post by: FlamingBlueMario on March 29, 2010, 11:56:17 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on March 29, 2010, 02:16:27 PM
Post by: PaperLuigi on March 29, 2010, 02:43:33 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on March 29, 2010, 02:55:58 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 05, 2010, 11:21:12 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on April 12, 2010, 07:06:14 AM
Every time I dream of this place I'm either at my cottage by the waterfront or directly in the water. This time I was directly in the water, floating in an innertube and relaxing in the hot sun and cool water.
I flipped over on the innertube, onto my stomach and looked down through the clear water to the sub-terrainian landscape below. It must've been atleast 60 feet below me. As I gazed down, pondering the meaning of life, I again could see the prehestoric aquatic leviathans I have seen multiple times whenever I dream of the River.
This time I was not frightened at all, somehow I already knew they were down there, and I looked down on them as they went about their busy day.
This has been making me think a great deal of the history of that River and what has lived there in prehistoric times. Were these creatures native to this part of the world when they were still around? May a couple or maybe even a few still be around, although elusive to the human eye?
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 13, 2010, 07:19:53 AM
Post by: CongressionalWombat on April 22, 2010, 06:12:12 PM
In the beginning, I was at my friend's house (even though I only know this person via the internet, and not very well for that matter). For some reason I wanted to take a shower (which was conveniently in the bedroom. Not in a bathroom in the bedroom, just the bedroom itself) so I decided to look for some towels. In one of the closets in the room, for some reason, was a bunch of my underwear, neatly folded, along with some towels. So I took some of the towels, along with a fresh pair of my clothes into the shower, even though they would get wet. I didn't want people seeing me getting dressed (despite the fact that the shower was made of that glass that you can kind of see through, though not very well). Then my friend's mother came in, opened the shower door, and told me "Let the cat in at 1:30." I tried to remember this, but forgot eventually. When I looked at the clock, which was conveniently in the shower (I was still in the shower at this point) it was around 1:50pm, so I jump out of the shower (I'm somehow magically dressed now) and go to the door to see a cat sitting before me, wanting to be let out. But I couldn't remember if I was supposed to let the cat out, or let him in and someone had already done that, or what. Then I think my friend's mother came back suddenly and let the cat out. I really cannot remember.
Then I remember sitting on the couch with my friend, who in reality is sixteen, but in the dream was a nine year old Jewish boy with glasses, and that fanciful beanie. So we're watching TV, and talking, and cuddling somewhat, when all of the sudden my mother enters the dream (she looked like Heather from Silent Hill 3, though. This entire dream is very Silent Hill-influenced). She was wearing fishnet stockings that only reached up to the knee. Suddenly, the stocking on her left leg grew a mouth, and that mouth grew extremely large, and began spewing blood. The mouth then rampaged around, killing everyone and everything, except for me. Then I remember looking at what appeared to be a map, and in the lower right hand corner of the map, there was this small box. The box was filled with certain symbols that represented the presence of monsters, and two of my dead friends (apparently this wasn't the first time my mother had killed a friend of mine). So that made me very upset. Then the dream changed, and my mother, sister, and I were all in our kitchen, and my mother was standing in the corner of the kitchen. Here's where the dream begins to sound extremely made up, and rather cliché. Her eyes turned this super bright light blue color, and blood began flowing out of her mouth. She was looking upwards, and saying something, but I don't remember what she was saying.
So at this point, I'm fairly certain my mother is possessed. She did not seem to see the seriousness of the situation, however, and just blew me off when I tried to talk to her about it. Then once again, the dream changed. I was in a different room and I was on my bed, but the room wasn't my room. It was either made of wood, or just extremely rusty. I don't think there was a floor, either (in fact I'm fairly certain my bed was simply levitating). So I decide to call my best friend, to discuss the recent events of my mother becoming possessed and killing people and such. So I call him, and we talk, and I'm all like "You're not going to believe this, but I think my mother is possessed." And he wasn't taking it seriously, and eventually had to go. So I was alone again. Once again, the room changed, and now I was in this room entirely made of what appeared to be flesh. As if I was inside of something. One of the walls was entirely taken up by this huge metal mouth-esque type of thing, with rows of metal teeth. The mouth opened and closed in a rhythmic fashion. It also breathed fire! So at this point, I think to myself "Wait... Maybe this is a dream. IT HAS TO BE." So I begin to change my dream as I'm having it (which is hard to do, but I was able to do it. Unless I just dreamed that I was dreaming and that I changed my dream, which would be weird), and I thought "What are the happiest things ever..." hoping that maybe happiness would triumph against evil, horrible thingies. My first thought was "Disney Princesses" (why? Heck if I know), so there they were, and they all started flying and fighting the evil in the room (what they actually had to fight, I can't remember. Whether or not there were monsters of some kind in the room, along with the mechanical mouth, I can't recall. Perhaps they weren't actually fighting anything, but in my mind they were helping me "fight" the bad dream). But, alas, they failed, which was oh-so disappointing. Basically at that point in the dream, I committed suicide, but that took me into the room below the one I was just in (the walls and floor were the same). More spikes, and I forget what else. But I think I just committed suicide again. Then I was outside. It was foggy and I remember a chain link fence. I think they (I have no idea who "they" are) were giving me a final chance to escape, so I start running, and I'm suddenly this robotic acorn with legs (reminiscent to the Pokemon "Seedot"). Another, bigger, fatter robotic acorn with legs then begins chasing me. It suddenly turned into a racing game, and there were these pads on the ground that would make you go faster/spin if you ran on them. This race was in laps, I'm not sure why. But right as I was about to win, I finally woke up.
This dream will forever top all dreams I've ever had, or ever will have.
Post by: Weegee on April 22, 2010, 06:49:34 PM
She was wearing fishnet stockings that only reached up to the knee. Suddenly, the stocking on her left leg grew a mouth, and that mouth grew extremely large, and began spewing blood. The mouth then rampaged around, killing everyone and everything
(https://themushroomkingdom.net/board/proxy.php?request=http%3A%2F%2F4.bp.blogspot.com%2F_CA5NAlF2pkU%2FSk5L8d4a4DI%2FAAAAAAAABt4%2FZkwJX8v87Bg%2Fs400%2Fpolitical-pictures-do-not-want-surprised-guy.jpg&hash=5f11385e7511adfb5e86d1c12e6adbc2)
That's... really something, Starfish.
Also somewhere in there, I found Weegee on YouTube, and most of his videos seemed to be animations illustrating very odd, though doctrinally sound, Christian allegories. One, which looked kind of Seussian, was about some kind of legless floating land whale who suddenly grew a line of hair vertically down its body, and the only way to get rid of the hair was to attach it all to a palm tree and burn the tree down. The hair represents sin, the whale represents us, the tree represents Christ, etc.
Somehow I hadn't noticed this until now. Being featured in someone else's dream always makes me feel involuntarily intrusive.
Post by: physicsnerd on April 26, 2010, 10:28:24 PM
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Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 03, 2010, 04:26:22 PM
Post by: Dr. Echidna on May 03, 2010, 08:06:49 PM
I don't remember much else, but I clearly remember a part where I was in a building, and another alien was telling me that he had actually worked on a Super Smash Bros. game. He said he had told Masahiro Sakurai not to overpower the pokéballs.
Also, I think Popeye and Hagar the Horrible were in there somewhere.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 05, 2010, 03:36:42 PM
A couple days ago I was reading one of my favorite books "Breaking Open the Head" by Daniel Pinchbeck. I was near the end when I was reading an acount by him in which he tried a new drug he received from a friend. The drug was DPT. Short for Dipropyltryptamine, DPT is similar to that of the composition of DMT. But unlike DMT, DPT is not a naturally occuring substance, and only came about when it was synthesized a few decades ago.
While dipropyltryptamine is chemically similar to dimethyltryptamine, its psychoactive effects are markedly different.
The most prominent features of the DPT experience are increased significance or intensity of music, colors take on a new intensity or appearance, the body may have a buzz or vibratory feeling, a pleasant sensation of warmth, complete ego loss, apparitions of faces.
Daniel Pinchbecks acount intrigued me so much that last night I had a dream where I tried it by means of insufflation.
The visuals were remarkable, looking at my friends face as I brought my head up. My whole world seemed to desinagrate before my eyes.
This dream isn't so remarkable to me because of what I saw, even though remarkable doesn't even begin to describe my visuals. This intrigues me because it makes me think of how the subconscious helps bring about latent desires.
This also makes me wonder if in my dream, because I actually thought I was trying a new drug. Did my brain simultaniously release an even larger dose of DMT while I was dreaming, in placeof the DPT I thought I was doing in my dream? To substitute the visuals of course, and to replace the DPT that did not naturally occur in my brain?
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 07, 2010, 08:43:27 PM
Quote from: In a dream, my grandma describing That Girl
Her eyes just scream "love"...
Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 09, 2010, 07:41:02 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 11, 2010, 02:46:31 PM
There before me was a native american indian, all clad in tribal attire. Bear claws on his necklace, feathers hanging from his hair (beads too), a loin cloth, but instead of a headdress he wore a wolf skin over his head. The arms of the wolf came over his shoulders and the wolf's head sat directly above his. He was complete with war paint also.
Coincidentally he was sitting "Indian Style" across from me, a medium sized fire sat between us. I was standing. I did not get a good look at myself but at some point I'm pretty sure I was also clad in traditional indian clothing as well, war paint also. I could feel the breeze blowing across my bare skin. I also remember holding a spear.
He looked at me and did not speak, but motioned me to do something. Somehow, without having to verbally comunicate, I knew what he was asking of me. I looked up toward the sky and I held my spear above my head. As a prolonged flashed of lightning streaked across the sky, I started to chant what I can only remember as "Ounatek!" repeatedly for about four or five times.
Bringing my head back down after I was done, looking for his approval, he threw some powder from a laced leather bag into the flames. What came out was a hawk made a green flame. Then the dream was done.
This has to be the latest out of at least 15 other dreams I've had interactions with native americans. But I've never experienced an initiation like this before. It's left me dumbfounded. What does this mean?
Post by: Weegee on May 11, 2010, 03:13:06 PM
Sorry. Anyways, Native American totem poles are typically carved as human heads topped with animals which represent certain elements and attibutes. Perhaps you've been trying to achieve or exhibit some trait which you perceive such fierce creatures as wolves to have. The recurrently-appearing Indians mean only what they represent to you, rather than anything specific: They could signify savagery or spirituality or anything in between, depending on one's outlook regarding them.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on May 11, 2010, 08:14:02 PM
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Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 12, 2010, 10:11:20 AM
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Post by: Chupperson Weird on May 12, 2010, 11:39:33 AM
Post by: ShadowBrain on June 25, 2010, 09:37:03 AM
I had a dream that wasn't inherently strange but, in retrospect, could be one of the most bizarre I've had in recent memory. The setup: I was a having a party inside my mind. And I don't mean that I was just dreaming about a party, but that, in the context of the dream, I was holding a party--in a Psychonauts-esque fashion--in a physical manifestation of my thoughts. The majority of the people there were (seniors) from my old high school, and a considerable number of the girls were dressed like a combination between goths and sports referees, including that one girl I had a longstanding awkward connection with (and, herein, an equally awkward meeting). Nonetheless, I myself was intermittently confused at why certain things were the way they were, and then someone told me about how there are parts of our minds we're never really aware of. The main problem here was that I had difficulty telling what was weird because it was inside my mind and what was weird because the whole thing literally really was inside my mind.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on August 22, 2010, 07:44:34 PM
One that is repetative is one where its late at night and I am home all alone laying on my living room floor looking out the window above me. In highly relaxed state, my bliss quickly turns to unadulterated terror when I can see this spinning cube come across the sky over the distant hillside. The only thing that comes to my mind is" Not now. Why? They're back again." And then I waken. As if I already realize the horrors in store for me.
Post by: ShadowBrain on August 22, 2010, 09:06:22 PM
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Post by: Chupperson Weird on August 22, 2010, 11:56:47 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 23, 2010, 12:47:12 AM
- There was some kind of turtle/frog race (they switched between turtles and frogs quite a bit, though I seem to remember them being turtles more often). I had to get my turtle/frog, whose name was Hector, to go all the way down this one path that would get him covered in bronze paint, and then get him to go down another path to the finish line. I was controlling him with a Wiimote. This had started out as a racing game on the Wii, somewhat reminiscent of Micro Machines Turbo 64 at times, which I think I was playing against my girlfriend. Pressing 2 sometimes made you go faster and sometimes made you jump, though I kept trying to flick the remote up to jump instead. Jumps could be of three different lengths, and the best way to control them seemed to be using the Game Boy Micro-style volume control rocker that was now on the side of the remote. A couple of times, I jumped with too high of an angle and my car/turtle/frog flipped up and backwards. I picked him up and put him back on the track. I think pressing 1 was the brake, along with several other things, and helped out a lot when taking sharp turns. At the end of the race, my frog/turtle seemed to be dying. Then I couldn't find him. I picked up a frog off the ground that I thought might be him, but then I realized it was too light to be him, and also was made of rubber.
- Within one dream, I had a memory of having a dream that I'd accidentally drowned my cat. I was now in the dining room talking with my mom, and I asked her if the cat was nearby, since I couldn't remember if I'd actually drowned him or not. She pointed over to my side, where he was clearly alive and well. I felt quite relieved.
- I was in the living room. I saw a magazine on the floor or something. I was wearing the shirt I was actually wearing in real life, but not pants. I gradually became more lucid around this time. I knew I was in a dream, and actually made decisions. I didn't change anything too drastic, as I was afraid it would take too much effort somehow and wake me up, so I just kept on picking up the magazine and reading it. I noticed that any given page would look a bit different every time I looked at it. I had to pee. I was about to take my clothes off and run outside and pee just for the heck of it, but I was afraid that if I did that, I might pee in real life, so I didn't do that.
- Dr. Chase (from House) was unemployed. He had some weird business proposal that would involve him giving me $600 and me giving him a bunch of money that added up to a total that was either larger or smaller than $600 (can't remember which) and which might end up leading to him getting a job. I decided to go with it, but then he wasn't sure anymore.
Post by: superstarMASIAH on August 23, 2010, 04:51:26 AM
I have similar "sinister UFO dreams".Not only do I get just mere dreams like that. Maybe a couple times a month I get sleep paralysis, and I guess one of the main side effects of that is hypnagogic hallucinations. When it happens, I'm completely aware of my surroundings but since I can't move, I hear things, beings, shuffling around my room behind me. I'm never able to scream. The most I can ever do is mumble and jerk my limbs around a little.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on August 24, 2010, 08:24:38 AM
I was in a house with some old woman who was kind of a witch or vampire or something, and may have also been my girlfriend's mother, and didn't have any water in the house because the plumbing was weird and she apparently didn't need to drink water. Mud or something came out of all the faucets. It had been raining a lot for the last few days though, so she said half-jokingly that there was probably enough water in the family room to drink (having leaked through the ceiling).
The staircase to the second floor was quite pretty and ornate, but also very small and thin, and the individual steps were barely big enough to walk on with tiptoes, if even that. I wondered how one was supposed to go down the stairs when wearing heels, other than by trying to scale it like a mountain slope. I repeated the word slope a few times because it sounded funny.
The old lady had a bunch of cards from Clue laid out on a table, separated by type. They were several very different sizes, and all looked quite fancy. She said she had been borrowing the cards from the Clue game that was in the basement or garage (can't remember which). I told her she shouldn't do that so much, and took the cards upstairs to my room, where I found a Clue box and also a checkers and chess and backgammon set that was apparently also Clue. I later realized that neither of these were the set from the basement/garage.
I don't remember what happened in between here.
A movie was going on. A guy who looked kind of like the Architect from the Matrix except a lot nicer was telling a likeable-looking 30-something guy about time and brains and stuff. For some reason this part of the dream really reminded me of Inception while it was going on. He pointed out one part of the brain that was devoted to "closely examining 24-hour systems, giving the illusion of free will." Likeable-Looking Guy asked Nice Architect Guy about his love interest, at which point the movie slowly started morphing from an alternate version of Inception to an alternate version of Juno that had very little to do with Juno. His love interest was Juno. She was older, though still young enough that it seemed a bit weird, though that was a plot point. Nice Architect guy said that Alternate Juno ends up having 27 children, though he added that that was, of course, adding up all the kids she has in all her possible timelines. Likeable-Looking Guy asked if she ended up finding a nice enough guy. Nice Architect Guy said she did in several timeines, and that in none of the timelines he saw did she find anyone better than Likeable-Looking Guy. The two of them were suddenly made out of erasers as Likeable-Looking Guy turned, looking surprised.
Likeable-Looking Guy went to go see her, his confidence renewed. She was talking to some skateboarder kid who was significantly younger than her. He kissed her. She was surprised and said thank you (one of her character quirks in this movie was that she thanks people for kissing her). Skateboarder Kid found this weird and was probably gonna leave her, so the ending was probably gonna work out. Somewhere along here, things were back in my room in the old woman's house.
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In my house, I was looking at our guinea pigs. I noticed a new one, which was shaped a bit differently. I started to pet it, and it didn't feel like it had any fur, even though it looked like it did. It felt a bit like a cross between an elephant and my dog where he's lost some fur (about the same warmth as my dog). I soon realized that this new guinea pig was actually a type of rat called a "desert kangaroo." He grew arms and started looking a bit like Saelt Marae (http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Saelt-Marae), but with less hair, and a dark blue or sometimes white. His arms grabbed me and he talked to me a little.
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I was in the mall, looking for jobs, or remembering when I was there looking for jobs before. In one store, I saw a group of about seven people, one of whom was Bill Kaulitz, who was pregnant. He was there on a date with a girl. He looked bored. They were trying out chairs in the store. His chair and hers were both reclined all the way back so they could lie down on them. His chair didn't have a headrest, so he had to put his head on another chair that was behind it. He said to her in a bored voice, "Look, my chair even comes complete with a headrest." She said, "No it doesn't." He said, "I know."
Since I'd already gotten a job, I didn't need to keep looking, and decided to just hang out in the mall for a while before my mom got back. I saw a sign in the mall talking about a bridge they were going to build. I later realized it was going to be a bridge to another branch of the mall several miles away. I and a friend of mine had seen that other branch when we were returning to civilization on a boat a few days ago, as I recalled. I decided to go see the other branch now while I had some time through the way that they currently had to get there. I saw a woman going to some stairs or something thinking that was the way there, but the stairs started moving and it was a very large escalator going down. The steps were shaped very irregularly and differently, and looked like they were flowing down like a waterfall. The woman realized that was the wrong way.
I turned around and saw another escalator going up, in the opposite direction. It was much thinner, just wide enough for one person, and didn't actually have any stairs on it -- it was just a conveyor belt going up. Within a second of seeing it, I was on it, going up. I got to the top, along with a bunch of other people, all in a room. I looked out the window of the room and realized we were in a boat, which had just cast off. A guy in a wheelchair had just barely made it onto the boat before it left.
The walls of the room fell off and I saw that there were multiple speedboats, which were built around Ski-Doos. All of the boats, including this one, were now small and had only one or two people on them, plus a driver. There was a rogue boat with no one on it and the steering handlebar broken off of the Ski-Doo bumping into some people and knocking them into the water. It pushed my boat into a corner or something that I couldn't get it out of. I figured I was about to wake up at this point, but somehow I got back into the water.
My boat got to some place where two guys were trading rhyming insults about politicians. After a little while, I realized that I was on the tropical island where the other branch of the mall was. There was a bazaar out in front of the mall, including a KFC tent with lots of stacks of chicken. KFC's slogan in this world, "We Serve Chicken Deliciously," was written across the top of the tent. I recalled that a few years ago, my mom had been part of the effort to change their slogan to that from "We Serve Chicken Delicious," to make it more grammatically correct. For the first time since then, I started to ponder whether it actually made a bit more sense the first way. I grabbed a piece of chicken from one of the stacks, but before I ate it, I looked around to see if I could just take one for free and eat it just like that. After looking a little, I saw the guy running the tent, behind more stacks of chicken, on the other side of the tent, talking to people and saying that they could try some and then pay a dollar to try more. I went back to the other side before the guy saw me. A black guy with a cool voice was selling some kind of cross between durians and artichokes, except he said they were monkeys. I went over to the back of the KFC tent and started eating the chicken I was holding. I woke up as I was eating it, and my mouth was watering quite a bit.
Post by: ShadowBrain on August 25, 2010, 08:15:50 AM
Post by: Kuromatsu on October 08, 2010, 11:25:39 AM
This instance involved Super Mario 64, even though I haven't played it a long time.
I don't remember what happened exactly prior to the SM64 bit, (something to do with repairing a severed space station) but after I transitioned from that, I found myself (Mario) in a Rainbow Ride type course, where I landed on a sole giant cube made of the game's red grating, with a small hole leading to a maze inside the cube. After I navigated the maze, I found myself outside the cube again, but this time Mario had become much larger, and a star above the cube could now be reached. I easily jumped up to grab the star and Mario returned to his normal size instantly and started to do his 'Star Get' dance while falling through the air. As the game did the star shaped Iris Out, Mario had landed on yet another star (which was transparent for some reason as if I already collected it) which happened to be right below him. Before he could finish posing again for collecting another star, the Iris Out had finished, and Mario was thrown into an unrecognizable area inside the castle. He pulled off his Cap and scratched his head like he usually does when he gets out of a painting, but the text that describes what star he got and how many coins he collected didn't appear. Then this message appeared:
"Great!
Please buy this game!
OR WE WILL KILL YOU."
After I read the message, I had immediately turned the system off and started freaking out, to which I shortly found myself awake.
Post by: ShadowBrain on October 08, 2010, 01:21:20 PM
Post by: jdaster64 on October 08, 2010, 02:53:05 PM
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Post by: Weegee on October 09, 2010, 02:52:34 PM
Post by: Kuromatsu on October 09, 2010, 07:17:44 PM
You haven't been reading any N64 creepypasta lately, have you?A great deal of the Nintendo 64 library are the epitome of hidden phenomena and the source for many video game conspiracies. They don't need creepypasta.
Post by: Pt_Peach on October 10, 2010, 11:46:31 AM
Post by: Weegee on October 10, 2010, 02:50:05 PM
I'd ever dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war
I dreamed I saw a mighty room
Filled with women and men
And the paper they were signing said
They'd never fight again
And when the paper was all signed
And a million copies made
They all joined hands and bowed their heads
And grateful pray'rs were prayed
And the people in the streets below
Were dancing 'round and 'round
While swords and guns and uniforms
Were scattered on the ground
Last night I had the strangest dream
I'd never dreamed before
I dreamed the world had all agreed
To put an end to war.
/thread
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 01, 2010, 12:28:42 PM
Part of this is due to an older woman being confused about Disney movies being on DVD at work yesterday.
Yarn outline villain is obviously from the new Kirby game, and I think the whale is from a toy I saw recently. Weird mind workings.
Post by: Weegee on November 01, 2010, 05:21:59 PM
Post by: Chupperson Weird on November 23, 2010, 11:14:57 AM
A lot of this is based on work and some of it is based on my use of my video camera recently. One of the guys at work likes to point out the problems with The Little Mermaid and I say how I don't like the movie. And all the game stuff is obviously just stuff I see at work.
Post by: SushieBoy on November 26, 2010, 09:23:16 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on November 27, 2010, 04:59:07 PM
*Which can only be done in Prime
Post by: Kimimaru on November 28, 2010, 12:09:52 AM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 22, 2011, 11:05:24 AM
Members of the glue-sniffing club were charged extra for sodas ($7.40 for a 12-ounce can -- in the 90s!), so when the kid bought one of the expensive sodas, the principal knew that he was a member and used it to catch him. Mike (who was now me), Maggie (who was now kind of an older Hermione), and Jason (who kind of disappeared), followed after the principal. Maggie kept begging him to let the kid go, and alternated between calling him "Teacher" and "Professor" (also, the school had just become the school that Dudley Dursley goes to apparently).
Somewhere along the line, the kid sort of became Golden Radio Voice Guy and his offense changed from glue-sniffing to keeping two canaries as pets who had been in the room in 1776 when the Declaration of Independence was written. The principal still wouldn't listen to Maggie, so she tied him up, saying "You deprived his rights, so we're depriving yours" in a room where animatronic copies of the canaries sat perched on a statue or person or something in a rocking chair (I saw the canaries pass a note to someone who wasn't the principal informing them that they were actually the real canaries, whom the principal erroneously thought he had caught), and there was also one of those drinking birds tipping over the principal's favorite easy chair, but instead of drinking, it peed on the chair out of its mouth. The principal screamed "NOOOOO!"
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I'm working a cash register. An MCA (one of the people who folds clothes and puts stuff away and walks around out on the floor) erroneously takes some money and puts it on a shelf. Later, I'm counting the money. There's over a thousand dollars in twenties. Another guy who's at the register with me, who's some kind of old pro at something, had asked me earlier if it was a problem that that $160 or so had been put on the shelf. I said no back then, but that was a lie, and I told him as much now. We found the little green bag that the money had been put on when it was put on the shelf, and I took it back to Cuddy, who is now my boss.
Recently, House had gotten a girlfriend, and Cuddy was jealous (or at least House said she was). I give the bag to Cuddy, and someone (maybe me) says "It should have the money in it. Or drugs." Cuddy takes the bag and walks to her office, then through her office to a balcony outside her office which is also connected to House and Wilson's offices. I try to follow her to the balcony, but she shuts the door in my face and tells me to take a hint. I mutter after her "If you wanted privacy, you could've just told me." House is out on the balcony with his girlfriend.
House assumes Cuddy has come to concede that he is happier than she is, saying "If you wanted to play the "You're Winning" game, I would've told you you were winning" [she would've won by being the person who didn't win]. She shows him the bag, and apparently there are drugs inside of it.
I transition from a character to a spectator, and the character I had been transitions into what might have been House's girlfriend except now a boyfriend for some reason. House and Cuddy confront him about the drugs. It goes into one of those cool animations on the show where they show what got screwed up in his body -- in this case, the drugs that were in the bag (he had apparently intentionally gotten the MCA to put the money out there as part of a deal -- something I was totally oblivious to when I was that character) had messed up his immune system, caused the cardiac arrest that had initially gotten him into the hospital (which hadn't happened in the past until now), and another side effect was about to show itself. Suddenly, sparks start flying out of his arm. A girl who was there with him (sister? girlfriend?) gets scared. He's scratching at the sparks. It's been itching in that spot a lot lately, and he says he's been trying to suck on it to stop it itching (which would've been impressive, considering it was around his elbow), tearfully bemoaning "I keep sucking and sucking and it doesn't help!" A schizophrenic guy in the waiting room sees him and stands up and shouts "He's sinking in the quicksand too!"
Driving really fast down a highway (with some minor resemblences to an RCT roller coaster) with a speed limit that sometimes says 57 and sometimes says 97, and sometimes is a loop and sometimes isn't, asking why it's suddenly okay to hate that guy now that we know he's a drug addict, despite no evidence that he ever hurt anyone. Miss the exit a few times, almost get hit by a car, and suddenly it's a runway and I'm being dragged on the bottom of a plane.
A guy is being held by a bungee cord over a glass door on an airplane in flight, being interrogated about whether he is or knows anything about the "JetBlue Guy", who was inspired by but not totally the same as the real-life JetBlue guy who quit and jumped out a window and was gay. This guy that they're interrogating says he doesn't know anything about JBG, and everytime the flight attendant (male) interrogating him doesn't like his answer, the door opens and the guy dangles out the window for a while. Eventually, the flight attendant asks him if he knows Lindsay Lohan. He says he does, gets dangled, and comes back saying he knows someone else who's actually a drag queen who dresses up as Lindsay Lohan. The flight attendant asks for more details, and the guy (who just now turned gay and sassy) says that the drag queen performed somewhere with "The former... Elton John!" This was a joke, because we expected him to say "former Beatles member" [because my subconscious was combining Elton John and John Lennon or something], but instead he just said former, indicating that Elton John is a has-been who should just die already.
Later, I ate a raisin salad with some other people who may or may not have known about JBG.
Post by: BP on January 27, 2011, 04:05:04 PM
He clearly hadn't done any yardwork in a very long time, the sidewalk in front of his house was caked in leaf mush. Also his house was mint green.
Post by: Weegee on January 27, 2011, 04:22:49 PM
Post by: BP on January 27, 2011, 10:02:01 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on January 28, 2011, 01:00:16 PM
Post by: Jman on January 29, 2011, 12:11:26 PM
I had this dream with Jesus in it. He was really just this lazy guy with magic powers who liked to watch offensive movies and play violent video games and drink beer and made fun of Christianity all the time. It was hilarious. He ran out of beer, so he's like "Come grocery shopping with me and I'll make you Wolverine for a day," and I'm like, "Can I be Spider-Man or Thor instead?" and he says, "NO"
He clearly hadn't done any yardwork in a very long time, the sidewalk in front of his house was caked in leaf mush. Also his house was mint green.
Did you by any chance watch an episode of Family Guy before bed?
Post by: Ultima Shadow on January 29, 2011, 05:38:21 PM
Post by: BP on January 30, 2011, 12:18:16 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on January 31, 2011, 11:21:04 AM
Post by: BP on January 31, 2011, 05:52:03 PM
The night after that one I dreamt the government gave me a car with a marquee license plate I could type messages into and cameras in the headlights. My mission was to let everyone know that blue headlights are frickin' terrible and take a picture of a certain car from the '90s. I was on the freeway where I expected to be behind the car but I never found it, so I turned onto an exit. Which led into an airport for some reason and I crashed right into one of the metal detectors. Immediately I woke up, and thought, "whew, glad that was a dream 'cause if it wasn't my mom woulda been ****ed"
The next night I dreamt I was trying to staple gun, to the floor of the mall, a flyer promoting a science project/documentary I was going to do. The staple gun was being unreasonable so I decided to give up on that and actually work on the documentary before I ran out of time. So a friend and I went into the woods near my house (in real life this is an orchard but it's becoming canon in my dreams that this is a huge forest, and if you travel through them northwest you'll find the highway and a few abandoned buildings). We filmed these lizard-amphibian-things that could turn into clingy lumpy green mush to survive if you crushed or sliced them.
Last night I dreamt that I met up with a girl I like, I met her at the month of art school I experienced last summer. She was using some kind of mysterious power to change all the logos on my games' cases and labels to arrange into a bizarre story. She had to leave and I asked, "Are they gonna stay like that?" And they did. My SMA4:SMB3 box read "'Ahahahaha,' he laughed" forever.
Post by: nensondubois on January 31, 2011, 08:18:20 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on April 26, 2011, 09:45:58 AM
--Some of my immediate family and I traveled into the past, and wound up at some Victorian-era boardwalk-type place. While I tried to act as if I were part of the period, my brother was being a little more ostentatious, which I scolded him for.
--Later, we were in some kind of comic-book/nerd store, and apparently now in an alternate dimension (as I recall, this was news enough that one of the Nintendo Powers on the magazine rack had a cover story about it). Such was my excitement about having crossed over into a parallel dimension that the store's owner ushered me into a back room and asked me honestly if such a thing was possible. Thinking quickly, I lied and told him I had some variant of Tourette's, and he let me go.
--I was somewhere else (maybe the same place, but I think there were restaurant elements), and talking with Mark Zuckerberg. I realized I had some copies of my book on hand, and thought this would be an excellent opportunity to segue into a casual sales pitch to a big-name individual. However, I discovered that due to some sort of printing error, my book/s (which was much more large and squarish, with a sky-blue cover) instead contained the text of what I believe was a nonexistent collection of David Lubar stories. In the scenes that followed, I was taking part in these stories along with some other people I can't recall.
Post by: Bigluigifan1.0 on April 26, 2011, 07:22:30 PM
After that, I "woke up" to my dad and explained to him my dream. He then rationalized some apparent consequences from my odd situation in the dream and I left for college. For whatever reason, I was driving my mom's car. I was just across the street from my campus, but suddenly a car rammed into another whilst turning into the next street. This occurred right in front of me, but I was able to stop before I made contact with the accident. Unfortunately, it caused me to run off-road and it disoriented me. Upon calmly getting out of the car a woman apparently from the car that was hit came to my aid and thanked me for not running away from the scene. I made up some stupid excuse about how I would never do that, hoping to comfort her, after realizing I would not be able to just go to class. Soon, the cops came by and told me I couldn't go across the street to college, much less drive the car, since it was apparently "part of the scene of the crime."
Then I woke up tired, and dreaded going to college.
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 06, 2011, 12:37:22 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on May 06, 2011, 12:38:36 PM
Maybe.
I dunno, I'm probably too lazy.
Post by: CrossEyed7 on May 06, 2011, 08:06:01 PM
Post by: BP on May 06, 2011, 08:30:54 PM
Post by: ShadowBrain on May 06, 2011, 10:17:47 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on May 12, 2011, 09:51:14 PM
...what?
It wasn't creepy, I swear
Post by: The Chef on May 13, 2011, 11:52:22 AM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on May 13, 2011, 12:35:59 PM
All I can think at first when I see her smile is "wow."
Okay, maybe that was a little creepy.
Post by: Weegee on May 13, 2011, 05:06:37 PM
carriage.
Post by: BP on May 16, 2011, 09:27:45 PM
So I was going grocery shopping in the future. I had a big futuristic van. The grocery store wasn't very futuristic. So I go to park my van and this dude is like "Hey, can you not park here, my family's gonna have a barbecue in these parking spaces." He motions to a square of about 16 spaces. The parking lot is practically empty and if he weren't such a butt he could easily move one or ten spaces over.
Then some family member of his, I guess, shows up. She has a talking baby (the latest in baby technology, don't forget that this is the future). The thing is seriously like half a year old and he's rambling on and on about what his grandfather did in the war with loads of detail and stuff. So now I got three people (one of whom is a BABY) yelling at me about how I need to park in the next space over.
But my van turned invisible and also untouchable from inactivity and I couldn't use it until I opened one of the doors. But I couldn't see the keyholes.
Post by: BP on June 29, 2011, 01:04:56 PM
Okay so my family and I lived in a big coastal city. Which was fine until a giant octopus decided it would be fun to start destroying whatever and killing whoever it could reach (it had a pretty long reach). It parked itself around the only bridges that led to the rest of the country and generally became a problem. The cops ordered everyone to stay away while they tried to kill it, but it didn't work out. Then they changed the orders to evacuation, via car--attempting to drive past the thing. The condition was that only half a family could go in one car and had to take members of another, to "help ensure a more varied group of survivors." As if the rest of the U.S. was destroyed and needed to be repopulated...
My mom and I stayed behind while my dad took my sister and two strangers. I told them, "We've been pretty lucky our whole lives, don't you think? We'll probably meet up"
The news on TV showed that it was nigh impossible to drive past the friggin' kraken but I got a report back saying my dad (as well as some other drivers) successfully made it. I was about to call him when I woke up.
Apparently helicopters don't exist.
Post by: ShadowBrain on July 03, 2011, 11:08:24 PM
But yeah, that Kraken thing sounds scary for real, BP--I've had cephalapod-related bad dreams myself. Reminds me of this one pic I saw on a creepypasta blog...
Post by: Turtlekid1 on August 09, 2011, 12:42:51 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on August 15, 2011, 07:59:29 PM
I had a lucid dream last night. I had a dream I was living in a run down apartment, one room, simple set up. I had a twin matress lying on a dry hard-wood floor, with a small telly sitting on a chair in front of it. It was very hot and dry in there, making it comfortable for turantulla's to build nests in every corner of the room. At first I didnt mind them until the really big ones started moving in.
I got so fed up with it that I had to go outside for awhile (more of an annoyance than a fear). I got outside and there was one just as big as the suv near me. I crawled under the suv as it was scuffling trying to grab for me. This is where things seemed so ridiculously unreal that I finally realized I was in a dream and I heaved the vehicle off me and floated above the the spider and wind kicked up all around. Looking down on the beast I proceeded to summon fire from above and burn it to death. Then I woke up.
Post by: BP on October 30, 2011, 01:55:51 PM
"C'mon, I just saved your lives from a nuke and I can't get a thank-you Kool-Aid?"
"Nope"
So I left there and got something cheaper from a vending machine instead. Then I walked around and entered this shopping mall-like place and won this weird carnival-type game where you try to land a frisbee on a target on a floating platform over a pit of molten steel. The prize was that I could, for one dollar, get anything the place sold.
Naturally I went out back to where the car dealership was. I browsed around for something I liked and found this yellow convertible from the '50s or so. But it had been modified to have automatic gears and windows and stuff. So I took that.
It was getting late and I drove home in my new funky car and I hit someone. But the person was a statue. There was a medusa outbreak going on. It was terrifying.
Post by: BP on December 20, 2011, 04:30:32 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on March 14, 2012, 12:18:11 PM
(she was wrong)
Post by: Turtlekid1 on March 14, 2012, 01:35:35 PM
Post by: CrossEyed7 on July 12, 2012, 09:12:16 AM
Woody wasn't convinced at first that this was the real Buzz, but then Buzz pushed a button on his suit and that somehow confirmed it for him (which, I thought to myself at the time, doesn't make sense, as it could just be someone else who's stolen his suit (looking at it now, that's unlikely considering that Buzz's suit is probably not removable from his body, but it could just be another copy of the toy)). Buzz's suit was glowing in the darkness of under the van, and in some versions of the scene, Woody was blinded by it and asked Buzz if he could turn it off, to which Buzz responded "I have a button that makes it lower" and he pressed a button that made him not glow so bright. Sometimes I was Woody and I was grabbing Buzz's suit and pushing all the buttons, except I wasn't really, because that would have upset Buzz and not fit with the scene, so while I was doing it I had to assume that Woody wasn't really pushing those buttons.
They ended up leaving from under the van and going to an outdoor place that reminded me somewhat of a couple areas in the theme park I just got back from in real life (Knoebels, one of the best classic parks in the world), except the paths looked more dirt than gravel. Also Woody and Buzz were apparently human-sized now, though there were no other humans or toys around to compare them to. Woody had convinced Buzz to come back with him because Woody claimed to have a map so they could get back to Andy's house. This was now the scene where it was revealed that Woody was lying about having a map -- he was just going to try and remember the way back, even though he hadn't seen anything on his way out to wherever they were now. So that scene starts with Buzz asking Woody where the map was, and Woody beating around the bush for a while. Buzz asks if there's anything to do to help, while Woody digs around in his highly detailed pockets. Woody says all Buzz can do is pray. Buzz asks what to pray for. Woody says "Pray, Buzz... for YOUR MIND!!!!"
Woody should have said "my mind" because the point was that the "map" was in Woody's memory, but the point was moot because at that moment, Woody and Buzz's faces became odd squiggly drawings on white TV screens that had replaced their heads, and the world was fading out around them. The drawings were sort of optical illusions that could either look like faces or like the top-view of monsters depending on how you looked at them. A voiceover sounding quite a bit like Rob Cantor (http://soundcloud.com/rob-cantor/shia-labeouf) said something about how all faces are monsters that contort themselves into things, and sometimes they connect. As he was saying all this, the squiggles were coming closer together, and suddenly they connected. Right after they connected, they turned into Scott Pilgrim and Ramona Flowers (in black and white comic book style) making out (although Ramona's face was still a squiggle for a split-second) (also, even though I somehow knew her name was Ramona, and she did mostly look like Ramona, her character (which I also somehow knew) was more like a combination of Kim and Knives). And then for a couple of seconds, I was Scott. And then for a really short split-second, I might have switched to being Ramona.
And then the dream suddenly got less vivid, like I wasn't fooling myself anymore, so it was boring and I woke up.
Post by: Turtlekid1 on July 12, 2012, 09:22:07 AM
Post by: BP on July 13, 2012, 03:04:06 PM
Post by: Turtlekid1 on July 13, 2012, 03:52:06 PM
Post by: Weegee on July 13, 2012, 07:31:38 PM
Post by: superstarMASIAH on August 31, 2012, 05:36:58 PM
Post by: Ym9iYnlzcTEzMzc equalsign on March 13, 2013, 06:35:06 AM
Also, sorry for the bump.