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[PanH]

So, I had this weird dream.

There was a city, which was small, but in fact big (?). And there was going to be a big party or whatever, so people (only 1), were putting red sheet, and wood on crossing, and it formed towers suddenly. The party happened, but there was nobody. It was fun party though, even if it happened in 1 second at most.
Then, we were in several groups (i was several people at the same time), and I was also a penguin, but a cartoonish one so I could use some sort of hands. Everything went dark, so we waited in a tower. After that, there was another cartoonish penguin which was fighting zombies with his cane.
At that point, the different groups of people left the tower, and we began to explore the city, and we were all at the same place. 2 of my brothers appeared (or were they here since the start ?), as well as a crossbow in my hands, and we saw a shadow on the side of the street. Only a few of us saw it, and someone said "big spider", so I was at ease (?). Suddenly, the shadow formed into a skeleton that was running very fast to my brothers, which were at the end of the street. I threw the crossbow at it, and it exploded into bones. I arrived at the same place of my brothers, and we saw tons of skeletons coming from a hill to us. So we run to them, and each time we touched them, they exploded. At this point, we arrived on the top of the hill, and we were surrounded by shadows and big spiders. A baby appeared into my hands, and I threw it against a zombie, which it punched, but unlike the crossbow, it came back into my hands.

And then, I fell off a cliff.

It was a rather dark dream overall, a bit sad (but I don't remember why). There's probably parts I'm missing.

[Slayerhero90]

My dream last night was based on me watching Warehouse 13 Warehouse SCP, with Robert Lewis and James Hathaway as the agents retrieving the items.

In the particular episode, which I only half-way made it through, my brain got the meaning of the name Loewes mixed up. Instead of being a name that appears on museum items and changes their ownership, it was a catapult made of severed brains. It constantly made a wind sound that:
A: Only worked when there were two people in the area.
B: Teleported a person's brain out of their head and grafted it onto the catapult, leaving a mark on the cranium of the victim allowing ease of opening.
C: Switched people's right eyes with eachother, which was solved by switching their glasses lenses in a case where both victims wore glasses and the catapult was right next to them, recharging. They took the brains of the victims off of the catapult and fit them back into the victims' heads, somehow reviving them. Also this was in a house that looked almost exactly like mine.

I didn't watch the second half. I woke up.

[flame99]

The most recent dream I can remember is one where I was reading a bay12 thread for about a minute. I then realized I was in a dream, and promptly got woken up by my alarm clock.

[Leatra]

I had this dream like 2 hours ago.

An Indian visited my house. I asked his signature and he told me that he didn't know how to "make" one. I got a piece of paper and a pen, then I wrote my signature to give him an example. Then he wrote a weird one as well. I praised how cool his signature looks and he seemed proud and happy. Then he left.

[penguinofhonor]

Had a sex dream about one of my friends Friday night. Also there was a zombie apocalypse and I was jumping across rooftops. There was a lot of variety.

[Lagslayer]

I had this dream like 2 hours ago.

An Indian visited my house. I asked his signature and he told me that he didn't know how to "make" one. I got a piece of paper and a pen, then I wrote my signature to give him an example. Then he wrote a weird one as well. I praised how cool his signature looks and he seemed proud and happy. Then he left.

For the purposes of creating my own mental image of this dream, I must inquire as to which sort of Indian you are referring.

[Lightningfalcon]

I had this dream like 2 hours ago.

An Indian visited my house. I asked his signature and he told me that he didn't know how to "make" one. I got a piece of paper and a pen, then I wrote my signature to give him an example. Then he wrote a weird one as well. I praised how cool his signature looks and he seemed proud and happy. Then he left.

For the purposes of creating my own mental image of this dream, I must inquire as to which sort of Indian you are referring.

Probally an Indian native who was kidnapped by space aliens and transported to America to become a recursive Indian. 

[Leatra]

Native American, of course. Who refers to Indians as Indians?

Kidding, it was an India Indian. I have no idea how I knew he was Indian though. He kinda looked like Gandhi too.

[Edmus]

Creepiest dream last night.
I was captain of a space ship and we were drifting through deep space (think Red Dwarf situation). My crew is also all the main characters from the Dark Tower books for some reason. We came across a space station. Inside is a robot AI computer and a little girl. I was a skeletal torso and head with white panels that could reshape themselves to create expressions. It was creepy enough just to look at, but it thought it was human. We decided we should tell him what he is. He starts screaming in absolute horror of innermost fear realised. I run into the back room and grab the little girl, who considered the robot her mum. Back in the main room everything is on fire, including the robot. I send the girl off into the ship, pick up the freaky ass torso thing and toss it out of the flames. It had stopped screaming but I doubt it was dead. I then jumped in the ship and we got the hell out of dodge. It was probably the most unsettling dream I have ever had. Considering that monster with the child all that time in the dark... The robot was quite obviously on the verge of madness and everything about it terrified me.

[Tarran]

Native American, of course. Who refers to Indians as Indians?

Kidding, it was an India Indian. I have no idea how I knew he was Indian though. He kinda looked like Gandhi too.

Were his words backed by nuclear weapons?

[Flying Dice]

Had a long nightmare about having a class schedule that randomly changed times, dates, and locations for meetings. The fuck is this, where did my surreal horror dreams go?

[Remuthra]

I dreamt I was authoring an incredibly complicated game on the Bay12 Forums.

[Starver]

He kinda looked like Gandhi too.

Were his words backed by nuclear weapons?

<groan>

/goes to cancel the "We love Tarran day" celebrations with no apparent reason or effect.

[Tarran]

/goes to cancel the "We love Tarran day" celebrations with no apparent reason or effect.

I never knew there was a "We love Tarran day", nor did I know you cared about me enough to even have it in the first place.



Anyway, I dreamed about Afghanistan. Not what you'd expect from Afghanistan, oh no, it looked like some of the wetter parts of Montana in its trees, but also with gigantic highways and even oil wells for no apparent reason. Funny thing, apparently me and some other people (I think my "mother" was with us) were tourists. In Afghanistan.

The dream then lead us to a lake surrounded by woods with cabins for rent and stuff. We rented it, then for some reason we began to need to start rubbing certain things off of certain things we brought.

Then the dream lead to one of my frogs trying to eat a cricket, but then eating loose translucent duct tape by mistake (my frog tank's foam wall in real life has holes all over the damn place due to the crickets eating the wall, which I've tried to cover with duct tape), then getting eaten by something else. The rest of the entire dream was dedicated to getting him out and the duct tape out of his mouth. I did succeed in the end.

[penguinofhonor]

A bunch of League of Legends characters were fighting in a tree. Tryndamere knocked Garen out of it at some point. I have no clue what was going on here, but apparently Tryndamere's side was doing so well he started to alternate between fighting and cooking bacon.

After the bacon making was over, we ate it. Then Joe Biden and his wife drove past and we had a discussion with them. They were dismayed that they had missed the bacon, and I was absolutely pissed that I had missed an opportunity to eat bacon with the vice president and his wife.