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[TempAcc]

So you actualy dreamt of being a character in overwatch slashfic.
Solifuge dreamt of making out with people.

What if solifuge IS part of overwatch and your dreams were actualy a collective dreamsecks experience :U!

[Solifuge]

I don't even Overwatch, bro.

My Dream Actors aren't based on persons real or fictional; they're all my precious OCs. :Y

[nomoetoe]

I was in a room of some sort with a strange soft and organic ball with little tentacles. Its was intelligent and I was protecting it from another me who wanted to devour it so he may become incredibly powerful, I considered eating it myself but I decided that would be a horrible thing to do. I was able to prevent him frin getting the creature for some time be he eventually got a hold of it and absorbed it or something. I had to do something of course so I attacked him, I eventually ended up crushing his skull or something. I find two people frozen solid inside of a freezer and begin to revive them with some weird ability.

Later I'm with a police officer and he's taking me somewhere, I stop time or something and move far ahead and do something I quickly go back to the officer and time starts, now the officer and a janitor start singing and dancing I think music is playing in the background as well, I join them in song and the song ends when we place two ropes on a tree as a memorial or something, the people who were watching cheer.

I'm now in a school sitting next to a girl who is trying to do something with a piece of paper that can be used as a camera, I have no idea how I knew this but I decided to help her as she was becoming very upset, it seemed we needed to fill in some words to get it working, we were working to fill in the words when a rather tall woman comes over and starts making fun of the girl I was helping, I was not having this and lifted her with telekinesis and made her float away, the woman was rather surprised by this and decided not to bother us anymore. I got bored of trying to get the paper to work so I simply used a power I had to get it work, I told her that all she had to do to get it to start working is put her finger on it with the intent of making it work.

A little later I saw the woman I telekineticly pushed away and decided to talk to her, after a short conversation I determined she needed a hug and I hugged her, she seemed to enjoy it but she eventually pushes me away and tells me she's not much for hugging. I find myself several dozen feet away from the location I was in before and I get annoyed with someone, this person is holding a box full of electronics, I decided I would destroy them because it would be funny to me, so I poke it and with my power it the electronics are broken and arcing with electricity. A woman with the person who was holding the box was not happy about this, she didn't know that I did it but for some reason she believed this happened because someone poured water in the box, she accuses a man near her with a water bottle in his bag of doing this.

I decide that I didn't want this man to be blamed for what I did so I revealed myself as the one who did it, I lift my hand and it grows splotches of green and red and electricity sparks around my hand, apparently my power is called  "asper" The woman and a few others seemed to know what this was and was quite surprised. The woman has me walk with her and asks me why I would reveal myself, I tell her I was bored and it amused me to do so. She asks me something about me being able to handle myself or not or something and I tell her "I'm 150 years old I can handle myself." She is shocked by this information and asks me how this is possible, I told her people who can use asper are effectively immortal as we can manipulate many things including or own age. After this point nothing really important happens, just random people doing stuff and me eating a doughnut with red icing I found on the ground.

[WillowLuman]

Holy shit, do not try to practice figure drawing on the moon. At least, that's what my dream was telling me. Apparently it causes it to collide with Earth.

On another note, I just realized I've never had a lewd dream in my entire life.

[tonnot98]

I had dreamt about reading a porn comic online. It was the absolute best porn comic I've ever read. But after a while, I woke up. For some reason, I woke up in my Drafting class, where most everyone else was asleep too, so I decided to ask them if they had dreamt of porn, too. Turns out, the answer was yes for all of them. So I started a frantic search for what the comic was, with a few others joining in. I even went to sleep a few times within that dream to try and remember some details about the comic, but I couldn't remember more than my favorite slide.

After a whole night's worth of dreaming about me and my friends frantically searching for the best porn comic we've dreamt of, I woke up. I had a fucking dream within a dream about porn.

[Eric Blank]

Last night I dreamed about playing EVE online and getting my ass kicked trying to hide from player pirates in a stealth frigate. They just kept finding me, and then I would warp away, only to find they'd built a space station near the point where you drop out of warp, which would start shooting me before I could cloak.

[Sirus]

I dreamed about boring a hole through the very top of someone's skull and pouring some kind of acidic compound into the hole, then quizzing and examining the unfortunate person as their brain slowly broke down.

Maybe I was a mad scientist or a torturer in a past life. It's hardly the first dream involving cruel and unusual murder I've had.

[Starver]

Two sets of dreams, this morning, the first ended up being about train journeys. Did you know that the French railway system, just a short walk from the British one, has a Minitel interface that is hooked up to Wikipedia, which has been vandalised, and one small-town stationmaster, of advancing years, is in charge of the connection but is currently seeking information on an American editor he thinks is messing with his timetabling information? Well, you do now..

In the second, I was in an art competition and had to paint a scene from The Simpsons. Which I proceded to do on the front of a T-Shirt from the Treasury department (UK) given to me for doing so small jobs for them. And I eschewed an acrylic wash for 'faithful' pure animation colours, when I could get the right mixes...   (IRL, I have limited and non-competant artistic ability.)

[Eric Blank]

Dreamt about playing skyrim, an NPC adventurer was remarking on the huge bounty on a posted quest; 14k gold. The trip over there would cost 12k, since its otherwise inaccessible. He seemed completely oblivious.

[TempAcc]

Dreamt about being a hindu boy, growing up, raiding and destroying factories with elephant cavalry and eventualy becoming freddie mercury (?).

Rad dream season.

[Tawa]

I finally decided to update Cataclysm: DDA. It turned out that a new feature condensed every recipe in the game into one book, which was apparently one of the machinations of pisskop. After that, my sister had her soul transplanted to a braindead girl, and then I discovered that Frankenstein is banned in Japan because back in the 50s someone built a Frankenstein-style monster and made it eat kids. Plot twist: braindead girl my sister was transplanted in turned out to be one of Japankenstein's failed victims. Also, my sister still existed in her regular body, so now I had two sisters and one of them was a braindead girl with my sister's soul inside her.

This was all incredibly horrifying in my head but became almost laughable when I remembered it an hour later.

[Eric Blank]

...so if you have sex with your sister in a different body, is it still incest? :v

[Tiruin]

I woke up in a cold sweat. My dream of around 4 hours due to work-related reasons was...not nice.
For obvious reasons.

I dreamt I was in a mall, working as a shop supervisor--the problem being that while it had a nice computer out front...turned away from the door (although somehow with the single-person-staff of the tiny-room, the desk was in the middle, with all the kitschy and tacky items surrounding the side, and to the left of the desk until the wall). The left wall was cement-like, bordering another store, while the rest were glass walls, as my shop was surrounded by other shops, all topped by a conventional ceiling with LED lamps. Hence why I had the idea of it being a mall.
...A mall devoid of people. So I then assumed it was night, because there was a nearby computer shop with only a handful of folks there with their headphones on, and strangely with parts of the hallway lacking lighting--usually those in front of closed stores.
So cue me somehow relaxing on the computer and being extremely aware of the things nearby. I had the 'memory' of being a 12 hour shift, from midnight to noon. :V So that also had me reasoning it out because I had classes from 11am to 3pm or 1pm to 3pm and considering my work schedule was every other day, it somehow made sense. In that time, I found myself playing a bit of Warhammer 40k themed games from a USB I put into the computer.
What also made sense was me examining my surroundings. The items 'for sale' had no evident price tag, nor were they arranged in those neat shelves that stores usually use, but piled up either in boxes or arrayed on makeshift shelves (like those made of plastic, for clothes), with their price being written on scotch tape by pentel pen/permanent marker. ((Culture tip: Usually we use the brand name as if it is the name of the item in the Philippines, in humor, and in seriousness ))
Then after having my mom as a customer (she didn't buy anything, but checked up on me and appraised several items), I encounter a looter armed with a knife strolling in casually then picking up stuff, mutter all of 'I need this, this is nice." while stuffing teddy bears into their coat (as they had a wool sweater and jeans...for some reason?), before running out of the shop and when I chased them, attacked me with a green-handled knife as they entered another shop and quickly glanced around. Cue dream-powers of being able to fight (and actually backflip! ...Even if that's not that useful), and me being totally ok. ...Not that there was anyone around anyway. :I
Cue a few more hours when I return to the shop, and then being assaulted by a tall, muscle-bound guy. If I'd draw a comparison, it's like those big, rawr-y folks from a game I played on the GBA (but actually more like real experiences with physically intimidation o_O). In which the same result occurred--being totally ok, and disabling the other person in an aikido-like form. Along with feeling short, because they were 6 feet+ and all.

That said, a few hours or what felt like hours, my boss (who seemed like a respectable guy, although middle-aged and a strong bodybuild-mix of fat and muscle) came in and looked around. Nothing bad, nothing wrong. Everything was back in its former places--the teddy bears were lopsided and leaning against each other, and any evidence of me probably playing any Warhammer 40k game on the computer while waiting is gone. I stood to the corner (because it was a small shop) in anticipation because somehow I got the feeling that it was my first time on the job, and then I thought of where was my training, and then I thought 'am I being paid to look over this place?! Where's the cashier?'
Then my boss began shaking his head, getting a bucket out of nowhere along with a cloth, and then wiping the glass windows because they were misty and that meant it was dirty (y'know, like as if it had that transparent oil, but no dirt marks whatsoever).
And then I felt deeply shamed as he was very, very disappointed, muttering references to me in his displeasure, like "that's a lot..." or just "girl...", that had the tone of disappointment. Mostly non-verbal though, and I couldn't do anything about it other than stand there and feel ashamed, watching him do the work, because there was only one bucket and such!

So I woke up all in a cold sweat because I have failed my assumed task of duty.
And I still feel bothered about that. More about the last part actually.
Because I failed to clean the windows even if they were fully see through.
I am ashamed.

Edit: Still feeling it. The shame, not the first part.

[TD1]

...so if you have sex with your sister in a different body, is it still incest? :v

I was just thinking that exact thing! Though this was because I was watching Guilty Crown, but meh.

[Eric Blank]

@Tiruin; I've had that sort of dream A LOT. It is literally the worst. Hope you can sleep better next time. Dream about owls or something.