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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #465 on: October 19, 2012, 12:19:24 pm »

I had one of those odd two part dreams. It was all seamless, but the very short second part didn't fit.

Anyway, I was in some sort of odd office type place. A certain someone I like was there too, and inevitable romancey things followed, as I tried to date her. Except there was another guy there, and so it was like a cloak-and-dagger battle between me and him. Literally. He tried to kill me several times because I was going for the same woman as him. Eventually, I revealed what a gigantic prick he was, and everything turned out well enough for a dream.

Then I was outside of a small convienence store/gas station, and there was this beautiful young woman. We were flirting, and then I asked her for her number. Then I woke up. Good times.
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« Reply #466 on: October 19, 2012, 01:04:34 pm »

Leila Madison.  That's the name of this pretty girl in my dream who was flirting with me.  Everything else in the dream was typical distorted frabble, but I woke up with her name crystal clear in my mind.

So now I'm watching out for any Leilas I may meet.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #467 on: October 19, 2012, 01:07:52 pm »

I was having a nice swimming practice with a sexy nude guy with distorted face. He kept saying instructions, but when I tried to reply, I always found myself underwater because I tried to swim in the same time :I

I woke up sweating, for some reason.
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« Reply #468 on: October 19, 2012, 01:12:53 pm »

I've been noticing in my dreams a greater ability to do things such as read, and feel changes in my surroundings(heat, etc. Thankfully, not pain). I've been under the impression that this usually didn't happen, since these things were on the opposite side of the brain that handles dreams.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #469 on: October 19, 2012, 05:16:29 pm »

I was having a nice swimming practice with a sexy nude guy with distorted face. He kept saying instructions, but when I tried to reply, I always found myself underwater because I tried to swim in the same time :I

I woke up sweating, for some reason.
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« Reply #470 on: October 20, 2012, 03:43:37 am »

Another dream.

I was captain of the U-boat, The Schultze, and we were chased by Cpt.Kirk and Cmdr.Spock by destroyer called Der Spiegel, which was actually American ship. It was exceptionally bright on those ships. Not just 'bright cuz many lamps', more like 'fukkin bright cuz your face is inch away from a lamp.'

Basically they wanted to get us on board to show the war has ended (we didn't know cuz of broken radio), but thanks to my telepathic powers, I found out they want to kill me instead. So I prepared The Schultze for war and when we had a contact with Der Spiegel, I ordered to load torpedoes with nuclear warheads.

And I woke up.
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« Reply #471 on: October 20, 2012, 04:05:40 am »

Dreamt I was some sort of red-skinned (no not Native American, my skin was actually all red in interesting designs) deity of a mountain tribe, and my weapon of choice was a big plank of wood.  Apparently the tribe was in danger of some creatures in a nearby mine, so I teamed up with some local authorities (seemed like fantasy medieval times) to clear out the mine.  We succeeded in kicking much ass, but when we returned to the surface, the leader of the authorities decided I needed to be killed off.  He unsheathed a big 'ol enchanted sword that looked a lot like the Master Sword.  Somehow I knew the sword was a weapon of good being wielded by a man of evil.

So I pulled a Jedi force pulled that sucker out of his hands.  I used the sword's magic to block the man's various magical attacks, then ran him through  :o

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« Reply #472 on: October 20, 2012, 09:56:56 am »

so, I had a dream tonight.
I can't remember most of it, but at some point there is some sort of game. dark place, have to evade mosters for different maps and stuff like that.
but what if it was real?
and so I am in a place of gloom and fear, extremely dark. at the beginning, there is no big danger. there is a man, and I think he wants to speak or team up, can't remember well. he has been trapped here for much longer, that is sure.  but for some reason I don't think I can trust him. so I decide to move to the next "world" and try to get to the end on my own.

now, to understand the next part: I usually dream in third person, so there is a me(observer) and a "me"(protagonist). usually, me(protagonist) is actually me, but this time it took the form of a black haired young woman.
well, I get in the new world and take a look at a map, but then I notice that I ( protagonist) had actually decided to go with the aforementioned man. so I(observer) go back to first world, and catch up with the story.

the conversation with the man takes place in a room, which unlike what I had seen earlier, is lit. not a gloom light, but more like a lamp, or even the sun. it felt very safe, compared to the rest. Oddly enough, the room was my living room. usually, when I dream of my home, it looks rather different from what it really looks like, but this time it was accurate. however, it was a room, butit was also a region in that world. pieces of furniture were also geographical features. not in the sense of giant table-shaped mountains, but rather when I looked at a table, I saw both a table and a natural looking plateau. they both existed at the same time. I guess it happened because I gave that world roughly the shape of my house, and the man's room was in the area where my living room would be. which means I tried to associate 2 different things with the same place. a rather odd feeling.
anyway, he says that they ( not clear who "they are yet, hadn't met anyone else) mostly cleared out the area, and it is now safe and we(I?) should stay here.
following this, I look out of the window. once again, the appearence is oddly accurate. I see the buildings, people walking and all that. which is very surprising. but it also feels sad, very sad. because I know that it is not the same as being in the real world, nor will it ever be. despite their normal looking shelter, they are still trapped and surrounded by the dark world.
following that, I can't remember anything else. I woke up shortly after.

the part which freaks me out most is that the appearence of my living room and the exterior of my house were accurate.
it just... doesn't happen in my dreams.
usually, everything is deformed into cubist horror. or there are several impossibilities everywhere ( like ground floor of the building I live in being a big open air park). or other major differences, such as different corridors, completely different rooms with odd proportion, sometimes secret passages and elements from other people's homes.

edit: probably should have written this after I woke up, rather than in the afternoon...
« Last Edit: October 20, 2012, 09:59:15 am by andrea »
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #473 on: October 21, 2012, 08:58:15 am »

I had a dream last night that I sucker punched a pregnant woman in a wheelchair. In the face.

I am not a good person.
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« Reply #474 on: October 21, 2012, 08:59:02 am »

Dream Catharsis?
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #475 on: October 21, 2012, 08:59:48 am »

Dream Catharsis?

She was between me and the candy aisle.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #476 on: October 21, 2012, 09:10:30 am »

Bloody eyes, some weird dream. A regular, non-lucid dream.

Everyone was in a grocers store, looking glum. Then... 28 days later happened. It was all objective. They ran, the infected ran faster.

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« Reply #477 on: October 22, 2012, 03:44:44 pm »

So, myself and two friends walked into the local computer/videogames store where a friend of ours worked, where I was surprised and excited to see someone playing the new-release Guitar Hero game.
The guy playing it wasn't doing well at all, and after failing the song he handed the controller(an odd-looking, electric blue and white guitar which was shaped a bit more like a mandolin) to one of my friends, who we will call 'A'. A quickly skimmed through the song list`before selecting this old, comedic-sounding ragtimey song which he apparently knew how to play already.`
Naturally, my other friend ('K') and I were greatly amused by this, and decided the song summed up A quite perfectly.

After he finished the song, I demanded a turn, and persuaded my friends to give me the controller despite not knowing what I was doing. I was searching through the older songs on the list, looking for a jazz tune I might know. I can't remember what I picked, but it's at this point things got weird.

The game morphed (this seemed quite normal) into a strange mashup of an adventure game, where the scenes and characters were all made of lego, the setting was spread across various different places and time periods, and I could somehow simultaneously play the game via my character and view the scene as a lego construction, even reaching in with my dream-self's hands to touch things.

Anyway, I wandered around for a bit in this weird, mis-matched lego town. There was some sort of tribal guy sitting on the top step into some odd building- might have been some sort of abandoned chapel? -As abandoned and run-down as a building made out of bright plastic bricks can look, anyway.
I mistook him for some kind of drug dealer from the big suitcase he carried, but when dream-me reached into the game and opened it, it turned out to be full of skulls and bones. I pointed this out to my friends, who seemed amused at my mistake.

So then I started looking through some sort of menu, trying to find an actual task or objective to complete. My friends had apparently been playing the game quite a bit already, it turned out, and had finished almost all the 'missions'. They hadn't finished all the time-travelin' sidequests, and since the level set in the '30s was the game's main attraction for me anyway, I convinced them to let me try it.

These "time travelling" levels/sidequests involved a mad scientist, travelling to different time periods to harvest famous and/or exciting people for some kind of energy or power they contained. Don't ask me, I didn't read the manual. :P But you took the roles of his various victims, even though collecting their life-force was apparently a win condition for the main game. Huh.

Anyway, the game whisked me away to some land of murky black-and-white tones. I had thought the time-traveller's target here might have been Vernon Miller, for some reason-perhaps that explains his mysterious death? :P- but instead I was put in control of some famous young diva whose name I cannot recall, who was currently in some sort of danger... I think the house I was in was up in the air, being shaken around by a hurricane or something. Whatever it was, the house crashed back to earth and all of my character's staff, road crew and security were either dead or stunned by the whole ordeal.

I wasn't feeling too great myself, which was why the villainous time bandit managed to tie me to a chair, asking me rapid-fire questions about my past(apparently this was a part of his life-stealing ritual. Not really sure), as I desperately tried to think of an escape.

I can't remember if my character, the terrified young songstress, did escape, was killed or whether I woke up beforehand, but that was certainly an exciting dream. :) Kind of creepy, too, with the game apparently encouraging players to let that nasty life-stealing time traveler do his thing in exchange for various in-game rewards.
It's already fading now, sadly. I know there was a footnote I wanted to add to do with the time-traveler, but I can't remember.

I'm glad I managed to get this posted, despite Chrome screwing up repeatedly.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #478 on: October 22, 2012, 03:48:32 pm »

Last night's dream had an interesting ending. "Hey, that looks like my alarm clo-"

And then the dream abruptly ended as my alarm clock went off.
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« Reply #479 on: October 22, 2012, 04:13:45 pm »

Yay, I managed to finally get my dream into that last post. :)) Read it and be amazed.
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