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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #705 on: January 22, 2013, 12:18:55 pm »

Fell asleep in girlfriend's recliner last night because she put a heated throw on me. Unaware that I had fallen asleep, I had a dream about her asking questions about football, and us conversing in general, along the lines of our current conversation. Then, she touched me in real life, and I started awake. My brain is a sneaky bastard.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #706 on: January 22, 2013, 01:32:30 pm »

I HAD GRIM NIGHTMARES ABOUT SWEET BRO AND HELLA JEFF JUST A FEW HOURS BACK
FUCKING BUS RIDES MAN.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #707 on: January 22, 2013, 02:51:36 pm »

I HAD GRIM NIGHTMARES ABOUT SWEET BRO AND HELLA JEFF JUST A FEW HOURS BACK
FUCKING BUS RIDES MAN.
Were you falling down the stairs?
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #708 on: January 22, 2013, 02:57:56 pm »

I HAD GRIM NIGHTMARES ABOUT SWEET BRO AND HELLA JEFF JUST A FEW HOURS BACK
FUCKING BUS RIDES MAN.
Don't worry.
Maybe you'll mysteriously get the book delivered to your address.
Or not. Who knows.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #709 on: January 22, 2013, 03:00:01 pm »

I HAD GRIM NIGHTMARES ABOUT SWEET BRO AND HELLA JEFF JUST A FEW HOURS BACK
FUCKING BUS RIDES MAN.
Were you falling down the stairs?
The stairs were made of buses.
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« Reply #710 on: January 23, 2013, 07:05:21 am »

How to boil down last night's dreaming...

Something to do with zombies (it didn't start there, but it started to happen), who it turns out could be reasoned with.  The barman who had gotten zombiefied was pursuaded we could re-unite him with his (zombie?) wife.  A secret exit to a lighthouse featured (not that I went down it, I think that's where we sent the zombie-ish barman).  And then the locale that this dream was based in seems to have been hosting a convention, and I found myself, at the end of it breaking down all the decor (as you do, and it's a very enjoybale thing to pack away things, which in this case included the thousands of carpet-tiles laid on the floor, and discovering bits of paper of varying importance that had been accidentally left beneath them).

And now this sort of transforms (or reveals itself) into being a manorial home/country house sort of place, and I'm a butler.  One of the guests is my father, who is rather proud of the job I'm doing (also, this butlering will go down as something extra-special on my CV/résumé).  [That last sentence, in particular, seems to contain several points that are quite easy to psychoanalyse as something arising from my sub-conciousness, and I'll let you believe that if you will.]  There's a broken sink in the kitchen (very strangely broken, the wall behind has collapsed and the sink gone down a few inches because of it), but we have enough other places to clean everything up with...

Then... I can't remember.  But it went on a lot longer than that.  (I slept from about 8pm, when I got home from work, until perhaps 6am, due to a few busy days prior.)  And most of it (perhaps not the bit with the zombies, prior to them being reasoned with, which was more annoying) was actually quite a pleasant dream... i.e. I wouldn't mind living that sort of life, in lieu of my actual current one. ;)

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« Reply #711 on: January 27, 2013, 03:27:44 am »

Me and my two close friends are to become the saviors of the world!

The Earth is infested with creatures which looks like they jumped straight out of Doom. We exterminate them using our hi-tech weaponry. We also wear some kind of a head gear that makes our brain get bigger by time. We all know that in time our skull won't be able to contain our brain and crack. We all try to fight these monsters until we die. I even remember my forehead getting larger. Also, I don't know how I managed to get all this backstory in a fuckin' 5-minute dream.

I remember a moment in a bar where we were trying to relax ourselves. Knowing that you are going to die because your head is going to explode can be really stressful. I don't really remember WHY we wear this strange headgear but apparently we must wear it while we are fighting these monsters. I don't remember what we talked about but it was something along the lines of "Shit, we are going to save the world and die without enjoying it. We will die... I love you guys!"

I also remember a moment while we were fighting but I can't really recall it. If I remember right, I was wielding a chaingun while trying to kill a creature just like this:

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Oh, and at one point, three fingers on my right hand were... gone. Just like that. When I woke up, I couldn't feel three of my fingers because I slept in an uncomfortable position. Kinda funny how things reflect to your dream.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #712 on: January 28, 2013, 02:49:56 pm »

I dreamed last night that it was Christmas and I got some MTG packs from my parents. Then all my friends came in and showed me all the stuff they got, and it was more impressive, so I had to talk up my MTG cards to make them sound equivalent.

I also dreamed that Janet locked the happy thread.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #713 on: January 28, 2013, 10:38:52 pm »

Had an odd night of sleep, I was constantly waking myself up for brief moments before going back to sleep.

One moment of dreaming I remember somewhat well produced a semi-lucid moment, I think. I can't recall the context, but I remember somehow there were girls I recognised from my school all standing around me basically claiming "Hey, I wanna go on a date, pick me pick me." One of the girls I know for sure has a boyfriend in real life, and resulted in my sleep-self coming to the realization that "this couldn't be real,because this chick already has a boyfriend. This whole scene is ridiculous." Rather than try to correct the dream into something more interesting, like robot dinosaurs or something, I literally thought to myself "I don't like this dream, wake up and start over." and promptly woke up.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #714 on: January 31, 2013, 04:36:41 pm »

Had a dream last night where the world was ending, and the government promised spaceships for everyone to get off the planet in time.  Fastforward to one day before the end of the world and there are still no spaceships, everyone is panicking, I go to 7-11 and buy a bunch of candy and a pack of cigarettes (I haven't smoked cigs in about a year) bought their last pack of 27's so I go next door to the other gas station and buy another pack of 27's, ther clerk there is a cute girl my age, she leaves work with me and we go to her house and hang out and eat candy until the world ends.
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« Reply #715 on: February 02, 2013, 02:14:13 am »

Just had a weird dream in school.

I woke up at 8 AM (in dream) and I was like "meh, there is nothing to do. IM BORED!" So I decided to visit my school, which is something I never do out of boredom. I get to the college and walk around a bit. Then I find a class and I think it would be funny to see if I can manage to pull off a handstand on top of one of the tables there, because I'm bored...

I run through the doorway, jump towards the table and do a handstand on it. Then I look around and see all the students looking like "what's that weirdo doing over there?" at me. I act like that's something I usually do and nothing is wrong with it. After I get out of that class. I see a friend and walk with him for a while.

Then I start feeling sick, like my blood pressure is getting down or something. I get so dizzy, I fall to the ground. Then I pass out (in a fucking dream) and wake up in another classroom. I look up to see one of my friends sitting and holding my head on his knees. He says something like "Dude, you okay?" All of my friends are there, some of them are laughing at me and some of them seem concerned about me. Someone looking like a professor enters the room and says "What you did was unacceptable!" but I don't remember anything.

In the end, it appears that someone gave me a gum with drugs in it (no idea) and I chewed it. While I was under the effects of this drug, I destroyed a statue and beat up someone so bad he had to go to the hospital. Rector of the university is talking about kicking my ass out of the college but my friends are defending me. Last time I remember is, thanking my friends and telling them that the rector won't care and my education is going to end here anyway.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #716 on: February 02, 2013, 06:29:41 pm »

In my latest dream, I was talking with my classmate (a glamour girl wannabe) at a game development (?) class in my school. For some odd reason, we were discussing whether Matthew Bellamy is attractive or not.
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Re: The Dream Thread
« Reply #717 on: February 02, 2013, 06:45:54 pm »

My last game involved me personally developing a Sonic / Mirror's Edge combination level.

It then took a weird turn as a terrorist (who, to be fair to him, had had a horrible past) threatened me and a large group of people, saying that if I did not kill him he would detonate a bomb and kill everyone.

Eventually, I took the gun he offered and shot him three times in the chest, causing him to fall and breathe heavily. He wasn't dead yet though, so I absolved him of his sins verbally and then ordered an ambulance.

Made me feel pretty BOSSish.
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« Reply #718 on: February 03, 2013, 05:29:53 am »

I did had a dream.

First of all, me (a Fighter), a black-haired Sorceress and two other people I couldn't udnerstand, descended through the few layers of caves to the hell caves, and we jumped over a lava river and at last got to the hell colony.

But here the map editor began to bug out so I teleported back to the upside. I went for the usual Sunday holy mass in my churhc, and there was an eating contest. Participants were me, some other guys, a girl, a crow, an antelope (or maybe it was a deer) and a hawk.

First we had to eat a tablespoon of oil, then some powdery spice, then tablespoon of blood and in the and a tablespoon of oil again. Everyone laughed at our expressions, and the hawk had the funniest expressions of us all, so naturally he won the contest.

And then I woke up.
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« Reply #719 on: February 04, 2013, 02:51:51 am »

In my dream today, I was watching anime. Or rather, I was 'an' observer of the anime from inside.

Episode #1 was about some democratic country preparing metal-clad airships and planes (WWI) to combat some autocratic country. There all that fanfares and confetti as the public said goodbye to future heroes. In the end of the episode, someone shoot down some enemy planes and soldiers on parachutes descended into forest to see if there are potential enemy survivors.

Episode #2 was about a son of Prime Minister of the autocratic country at side of Ludvig, a tan-skinned, blonde man who had to be at least 2m tall. That son's name was Richard and he talked with Ludvig until Ludvig died of bloodloss. Then Richard went into the forest, to try to reach the border, as the enemy paratroopers were searching for him.

Episode #3, or #4, was about Richard checking on POW camp in a mining town, and he quickly found that the prisoners are abused, hungry and dying en masse from various illnesses. After heated discussion, Richard shot the POW camp administrator, causing a fuzz at the capital.

My dream self at that point became little nervous and 'we' skipped all the way to episode #12.

In this episode, one of the diplomat's daughter, Amelia, visited Richard's estate and was going to be his wife. Amelia had a hobby of cooking but everything she made was pretty inedible. Richard then hired a young corporal, who turned out to not only a good cook, but also good friend. In the end, Amelia made delicious cupcakes and Johann, her elderly butler, who was her cooking 'guinea pig' for many years, burst into tears of joy after eating one cupcake; this was basically a comic relief episode.

And then I was woken up by the alarm clock... sometimes I wish I could sleep without that damn thing.
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