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[itisnotlogical]

I had a dream that Markiplier was a student at my college, I had just never seen him before and he never publicly mentioned it even once.

Not sure how I would have missed a boistrous red haired and (I imagine) tall Internet celebrity that I watch every day just walking around my school...

[FallacyofUrist]

I'm somewhat tempted to make an RTD based around random dreams selected from here. Anybody interested?

[Loud Whispers]

So my dream started off hazy.

Someone was passing playdough through one of those spaghetti presses, producing long spaghetti-like stands of playdough. The colour was green on each strand, changing in hue until it became purple and green, whereupon the scale of the spaghetti press increased vastly in scale until I was being vomited forth by a giant cthulhu. I clung onto dear life to a slobbering chelicerae, but alas it was too slippery. Surrounded as I was by the flowing strands of so many spaghetti tentacles, clinging to some mucusoidal lip, mere moments away from being devoured or falling into orbit, I had total lack of comprehension as to what was occurring. My grip loosened and I began to fall, falling for five long seconds seeing that star-like head fade away with not even one red eye capable of taking notice. Vertigo set in and the world shook, there was no sound. I hit the ground, which once seemed a nonexistent speck amongst the galaxy, now only 30cm away. I get up and look down, seeing a tiny playdough press in the shape of cthulhu. I wake up, but I am looking at myself sleeping.

I then wake up for real, get a drink of water, and then type this onto bay12 so as to not forget it happened.

I swore I slept only for briefest minutes!

*EDIT
The second dream I remember from that same night, I was arguing with someone trying to collect my personal information under the pretense of sending me a free book. I believed it was a phishing scam and took issue

[JimboM12]

I already extrapolated my dream out into a full religion, which you can find in one of the two religion threads we got floating around, but here's the original vision its based off of:

In this dream I saw a giant white serpent rise out of the snow around the base of a mountain. It wasn't large enough to completely wrap itself around the mountain but it was large enough that if it lifted itself to full height it would reach about the midway point. It hissed and whipped its tail around and destroyed a bunch of innocent little cabins and knocked a small forest down. People were around screaming and the snake just hissed and hissed, threatening everyone around this mountain. The entire area was dimly lit, as the sun was blotted out by heavy cloud cover and the snow was coming down hard. Occasional thunder claps could be heard.
But then, I heard it. OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHH!
The Macho Man came down upon the top of the mountain, riding a shaft of light. He was escorted by a very ripped Jesus. They broke the clouds around the shaft of light apart as they descended, Pomp and Circumstance was booming from the skies and the sun began to send shafts of light down upon the ruined villages. But, the clouds still remained and partially obscured the top of the mountain.
The Serpent rose up to look at the top of the mountain. Jesus and the Macho Man high-fived and then the Macho Man performed a great leap up into the air. He disappeared into the clouds. Then the clouds around the mountain just completely blew out, and a speck could be seen travelling down the mountain. The Snake looked at it. It gradually grew into the form of the Macho Man as he had both his hands clasped tightly together in the unmistakable form of the diving double axe handle. Pomp and Circumstance could be heard growing louder. Then as Randy Savage closed the distance he let out a great YEAHHHH! and the double axe handle connected with the Giant Serpents head. The Snake's head just fucking exploded. I'm talking dissipated, like if you slapped your hand through a stream of water from a sink.
That's where the dream ended and I felt inspired to write that bit in the religious threads.

The lead up to that night was I was at a friends house playing Magic, I had a couple drinks and my friends brother was playing no mercy on his N64. Understandable, as that was the last great wrestling game. We all share a love of the classics, and he created a parody crossover of Randy Savage and my friend. No idea where the religious overtones came from.

For maximum effect, listen to this when I mention Pomp and Circumstance: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XMQg6GwnTHk

[Eric Blank]

Last night I dreamt first that I had a teeny tiny rocket artillery battery set up in my yard, so as to shoot at people in the road. I'm not sure why. There was some dude that blocked off part of the road with his broken down truck on one side and the vehicle he brought to work on it on the other. Then we were attacked by a bunch of mountain lions. I had pawns to help me deal with them, and myself used my rifle. It didn't work very well. The area was split up by semitranslucent plastic insulating sheets hanging from the sky, which was making it almost impossible to keep up with and deal with the cougars.
 At some point this evolved into a somewhat minecrafty voxel-based thing with pokemon and a huge storage warehouse separated into sections by a bunch of fences that extended up like five stories. Had to puzzle my way through that with help from family. Turns out the warehouse, once we were on the outside, was a gigantic statue of a deformed humanoid cow on its hands and knees. There was some dude on the outside to display for us all the various iterations this cow statue had gone through. Then we had to wish ourselves out of the world for some deal we didn't have a choice in.
So figuring out how to do that I wished myself out of the world to some weird dungeony place. I was alone. It looked like a huge vaulted sewer system divided up along its length by wooden barricades. There were undead and harpies filling the place, I had to avoid or kill them to progress while navigating the sewer. Eventually I met a woman with bat wings who was also trying to find a way out. With her help I could move forward a lot more quickly.
We eventually emerged into the outdoors. The sky was black and stormy, the land was grey and covered in ash. Somehow I knew we were in Morrowind, near the base of the volcano. There was a path forward into a dwemer site, but at the gates a wall formed in front of us and soldiers came out, firing over the walls. We were surrounded by undead and harpies, which took all the flak off us. The only way to end this assault was to destroy four crystals that surrounded the barricade. At the same time the last of the monsters was killed we destroyed the last crystal, dropping the barricade. The captain of the guard invited us inside.
Inside the city was like a vast shopping mall. The vaulted ceiling was ten or more stories above the floor, there were multiple levels with people crowding the walkways, the walls full of housing and shops. I very quickly lost track of my friend. After wandering through the city for a while some emergency occurred. There was a civil war or something, originating from the palace. I fought my way to the palace along with someone else, a dwemer automation I think, and once we arrived we found that my succubus friend had overtaken the throne and started this civil war. I knew somehow shed been brainwashed by some artifact in the throne room, and on the second level there was a system set up to handle cloning and immortality of people. Had to fight our way up the gravity lifts there, disable them all, capture her, and stuff her in this machine to restore her to her previous self. It worked, and that's about where my dog stepped on my bladder waking me up.

[Folly]

The time of prophecy was upon us. Dark armies had gathered all around us, and soon they would smash our gates and rampage through the castle. In these darkest of hours, it was said that the weapon would reveal itself and save us all. Everyone of any importance was gathered in the armory, searching desperately for the weapon, but I was stuck manning one of the walls. Then, I saw a staircase, one I was sure had not been there before. I followed the stairs down into an ancient chamber, where I found three chests, each sealed tight and unwilling to open.
I heard the gates splinter, and thousands of armored feet pouring into the courtyard above. It was then that I noticed a small flaw in the oversized padlock sealing one of the chests. I picked up a large rock and smashed the lock, and snatched up the contents of the box. Alas, it was not a weapon...I could not tell what it was.
I heard screams of men and women being violently executed outside. I rushed to the second chest, eager to open it, but alas it had no lock; the front of it seemed to be welded shut. Then, I noticed another small flaw, this time in one of the hinges on the back of the chest. I used my rock to bash apart the hinge, and snatched up the contents of the second box. I could see now, the second treasure fit together with the first like pieces of a puzzle, however I still could not discern their purpose; I needed the final piece!
The invaders were on the walls now, and soon they would find the strange staircase and follow it to me. I scrambled over to the third chest and examined it. Alas, it had no lock and the hinges would not break. But this chest was smaller and lighter than the others, I was able to pick it up, and I found a flaw in the wood on the bottom of the chest, which I was able to smash open and pilfer the third and final piece.
The dark ones had found the staircase now, I could hear them coming for me. I ducked behind a pillar, scarcely large enough to hide me. I only needed a few seconds, just long enough to put the final piece in place and determine how to use the weapon...

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
godsdamnit alarm clock...

[itisnotlogical]

I dreamed that I was in Cidhna Mine from Skyrim, talking to Grisvar the Unlucky. In my dream, there was a way to beat the quest without killing Grisvar; you had to give him something he secretly wanted via the Pickpocket menu, like in Fallout. What he wanted was a wedge of goat cheese, some of which conveniently sat on the table right next to him. When I pickpocketed him, the only other thing in his inventory was... a fly. Cursed to 400% of its normal size, and extremely noisy.

Of course, when I woke up there was a god damn fly buzzing at my window. I've slept for five hours max you piece of shit. God I hate flies, they don't even leave me alone while I'm sleeping.

[Solifuge]

I dreamed a commercial for Google Allo, spotlighting it's Smart Reply feature.

Stop invading my dreams to sell your product. I still don't like it!

[Ultimuh]

I dreamed a commercial for Google Allo, spotlighting it's Smart Reply feature.

Stop invading my dreams to sell your product. I still don't like it!

Futurama's vision of the future is here sooner than we expected.

[The Beast]

Inside a formless room of grey swirling fog. The centre? of the room had a dark wood rectangle table with a matching chair, I sat on the chair when I was being talked to by my childhood love, when I would reply and argue we would switch places. This seemed like the beggining of a cathartic dream that sent me through all my relationship fuck ups.
Most of it has faded and includes sex with many of them, the end sent me back to the room that only housed me.
I sat and walked back and forth before returning to the awakening reality.
I have not been having lucid dreams like I used to, they are all broken.
I used to fly

[x2yzh9]

I had a dream where I was too, indeed in a house. I creeped through the house silently-Almost like an earlier dream involving me escaping from a castle before WWI had happened, and saw a mother sleeping. It was a strange dream to take place in, considering I never knew what the house looked like.

It's almost like I have these weird, interconnected dreams. I wish I could go through them more without blacking out..some of them are longer, others are not.

One the day before yesterday involved me at some weird hispanic-esque mariachi band, and it said 'press A to take guitar'. It was a fun filled festivity, but a part of me thinks I accidently stole his guitar and a fight broke out. Not sure.

[Eric Blank]

Dreamt last night of a post-apocalyptic scenario wherein I and a bunch of other people were trying to survive in the ruins of civilization. There was a point where some big animals snuck up on me and attacked me. Me and a woman I was with threw metal pikes at them to put them down. I got trampled but I got better.

We had a bundle of weird mutant babies wrapped up in a blanket we were carrying with us. Had to very carefully hand them off when we had to climb down something. Then a ridiculously muscly, huge man came and kidnapped them at gun point and took them back to a school he was living in. We ambushed him the next time he went out and killed him. We also scared away a scrawny little friend of his. We decided to stay in the school. There was a pool nearby where they had been cultivating little fish and such, so I kept doing that.

[Yoink]

I'm somewhat tempted to make an RTD based around random dreams selected from here. Anybody interested?

Heh, really random? One moment you'd be simply running late for work or school, the next you'd be part of a bloodthirsty caravan of serial-killing orphan children.

Speaking of... yeah, that's a pretty good summary of my dream.
The part I more-or-less remember began with my brother recommending some films for us to watch with this acclaimed old(?) actor he wanted to introduce me to the works of. It happened that at least the first two on the list were terrifying/brilliant gruesome horror movies.

I can't really remember the plots or details of these movies, but the actor was this older guy who... looked kinda like Doctor Jacoby from Twin Peaks without the wacky dress sense, come to think of it. Maybe with more of a beard and less curly hair, both salt-and-pepper in colouration if I remember rightly. And perhaps a dash of Jeremy Irons thrown in.

Anyway, the plot of one or both of the main movies I remember involved him using some disguise (a doctor, or some other kind of generally trusted, wise sort of person) to position himself to kill a bunch of people. Can't remember any more of the details, but he was pretty dang good at what he did. Not sure if he wound up being caught/killed or what, which would probably be kind of relevant to the next part of the dream.


There was a sequel to the first (two?) movie(s) which followed several kids who had been orphaned by the killer as they struggled to come to terms with what had befallen them. They wound up becoming serial killers themselves eventually, travelling across the US in a series of stolen vehicles, wreaking havoc and murder as a group.
Pretty sure the rest of the dream followed them. The original killer might have been involved somehow, I'm not sure.

Last part I remember was them invading a house in some town, one of them killing some sort of maid by smashing a glass over their head and then following up with a knife, before they gathered the rest of the place's inhabitants and... apparently made small talk whilst robbing and preparing to kill them.
Seemed like their victims to-be were somehow forgiving of the whole situation because most of their assailants were cute kids. Or maybe they didn't realise they were about to be killed by the bloodthirsty little shits, who knows.

The above dream was actually from several nights ago, I just stopped writing it partway through the second-last paragraph and only now got around to finishing it because I need to close this tab. >.> Was a pretty exciting dream. Think I've had a few interesting dreams since, but I can't remember 'em now.

[Solifuge]

Last night, I had a pretty chill dream.

I was riding on a public bus with some friends, driving slowly across a hot, hilly badlands. We were on the way to the beach. At one point, we drove through a grove of weird trees, covered in these beach-ball sized purple fruits, and translucent pale green leaves. My friends said the leaves were a local food; we were moving slowly, so I just leaned out of the bus window to pick one. The leaf was longer than my arm, and pretty thick, and I just bit into a mouthful. The consistency was like a chewy melon, and it was mild and sweet.

We passed out of the grove, and over some more lazy red hills. I looked out the window for a while, at the mostly empty desert, and the clouds and sky. Then I woke up.

It was a good experience. Thanks, subconscious.

[Loud Whispers]

Had some pretty messed up dream where some time traveling flesh beings were hunting children, and the kids had to go about normal life as if nothing was wrong whilst these eyeless creatures roamed about
Played silent hill before sleeping, which may explain a few things