Dream Journal

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Wed Apr 08, 2015 11:41 am #81074

So, I figure there's a phenomenon common among the human population called 'dreaming'.
And I figure we're all a tiny bit loony here, so our dreams could be entertaining and/or creepypasta if we posted them.
Finally, I figure I'll start a thread since I don't recall any other with the same subject.

TL;DR: Tell me what you see when you go to bed.

Maccus · Post by **Maccus** » Wed Apr 08, 2015 9:35 pm #81136

I see a world where the people on the forums are actually tolerable

THE MIGHTY GALVATRON · Wed Apr 08, 2015 9:51 pm

I dreamed I was playing Assassin's Creed 4: Black Flag.

I woke up to someone doing a Let's Play of Assassin's Creed 4: Black Flag.

This is the only dream I had in months.

Remie Richards · Wed Apr 08, 2015 11:01 pm

Here's just ONE of mine, which I funnily enough had after reading the first dream thread ages ago.
It's still unedited from when I woke up and just scribbled it down.

Vinnie and Mac "Bear van":
---------------------------------
Wake up for school, 8:20 in the morning, I'm late so I hurry on out of the house. I walk to the top of my road, to see what should be hills, but is instead an infinite field into the distance. I turn right, and continue on with my day, ignoring the field.
I walk for ages until I'm in a town I don't recognise. in the distance I hear someone shouting about a fiver (£5 note) and literally everyone in this town is walking in the direction of this guy. I keep walking until I reach this wall that I can't get past except by climbing this small fire escape on the side. I climb the fire escape, reaching the top, only to find myself now at the top of a new york skyline, with my school visible way off in the distance. Up here on this roof is a van, with a picture of a bear on the side, owned by two mafia/mobster types, Vinnie and mac. there's also this woman, who advises me not to jump off the building without an umbrella, and she gives me hers and I jump. landing on the ground I hear an engine roar and vinnie and mac drive off the side of the building and almost crush me, suddenly I have a gun and I shoot vinnie and mac, and they endlessly respawn and I keep shooting them. The dream ends, I wake up, it's 8:20 and I'm late, and really worried that the top of my road is going to be an infinite field.

Post by **lumipharon** » Thu Apr 09, 2015 2:03 am #81175

I had a wierd as fuck dream, that in retrospect was some kind of fantasy world. Only it had something like ling headslugs, and a bunch maximum edge lord guys in brightly coloured plate armor spreading an epidemic of headslug based minions. Hm.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Thu Apr 09, 2015 12:22 pm #81225

Here's what happens when you play too many video games, kids:

I gained consciousness inside a military structure, reminiscent of Black Mesa, checked a Human Revolotion-style radar to see there was only one exit and it was guarded by several turrets, so I snuck in, hacked a console, left the building...a small bunker on the outside, between green hills (not of the gently sloping kind) and a massive lake that, due to the weather outside, was anything but calm.
I figured that FUCK YOU I'M ARGONIAN was an appropriate response to give to the water that would deny me a straight path to where I somehow knew I needed to go.
FUCK YOU I'M A DRAGON was the water's response as something big, black (or was it dark purple?), winged and decidedly Smaugian erupted from the lake. And me without my rocket launcher, all I got was this dinky Halo-style assault rifle.
I played around for a while, diving for cover behind that bunker, sneaking out of the shadows, checking where that beast was, and occasionally getting splashed (apparently this variety of dragons was really into swimming.)
Last thing I remember was going for a swim and hoping this thing wouldn't just dive back in and have me for breakfast.

EndgamerAzari · Thu Apr 09, 2015 3:08 pm

I had a dream last night that I killed my best friend, former roommate, and former fuckbuddy's mom. She didn't even look like her mom actually does, and was in jail for some reason. We were visiting her, and she got out of her cell when she wasn't supposed to and we got into an argument. She took a swing at me, and though I was a lot stronger and could've easily subdued her, I slammed her into a wall and she fell off a second-story mezzanine and broke her neck. I felt incredibly guilty.

Then for some reason I read an online article stipulating that I killed her because I was some kind of neckbearded Redditor. What the fuck.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Fri May 08, 2015 5:56 am #86676

Today I dreamed...I'm not sure what I dreamed.

I think it involved a changelog with Goof removing animals or turning them into mineral plasma or some crap like that. Also, the changelog listed that bugfixes were being removed.

Scones · Post by **Scones** » Fri May 08, 2015 6:22 am #86685

Last night I dreamed that I was waking up from some other sleep with a person who I am rather fond of in bed next to me.

I felt really happy and just sort of warm and pleasant.

Then I woke up to the sub-arctic room temp of running 2 fans and an AC, no water, and twenty minutes to get my ass up and ready.

420weedscopes · Fri May 08, 2015 4:07 pm

scones with the feels

i've had several dozen mris and attempted hundreds of 'cures' for this, but i am almost completely unable to dream. apparently, there's no activity during my REM sleep stage. the few times i HAVE dreamt, they've been very strange occurrences that felt all too real. here's a few.

i'm 9 years old when i had this. i'm crossing a road in a parking lot. i'm standing between my parents, to my left is a very large hangar-like building. two years later, i am getting ready to go to the airport for our vacation to spain. it was birmingham airport. deja vu.

i'm 14 when i had this one. patting a dog i've always had since birth, Jasper. tri-colour collie. i feel sad. skip ahead to age 18. i'm patting jasper again, for the last time. i know he's going to be put down. he's older than me. deja vu.

i'm 17 for this one. first out-of-body one. crying in bed, traumatised. suddenly aware of something in the room. stare directly at myself. head forwards to age 19. my fiancee just told me that she had spent the last month in canada with someone that she loved more. crying, and i remember. i stare at nothing. deja vu.

i've got no medical explanation for this. plenty of doctors are baffled. some spiritual group that my mother was in said that i 'saw things differently'. i still don't know what that means.

baconman · Post by **baconman** » Mon May 11, 2015 4:19 am #87233

Recent nightmare I had, warning kind of gruesome:

I was at a waterpark, I think with my friends, maybe alone, can't remember. I wait in line for a tall slide, get to the front after about 15 min. I Go to slide down, but stop just a few feet into the slide. A wall of screaming, trapped people sit in the slide. A grate has been placed at the bottom of the slide, stopping people from getting out. For hours the slide has been getting backed up with people, each new person crushing the ones beneath them and becoming trapped themselves. I manage to climb out just before another person slides down and crushes me.

XSI · Post by **XSI** » Tue May 12, 2015 11:35 pm #87742

I dream non-eucludian and non-logical

The feeling of blue is comfortable, and the sound of light is pretty sweet
Time doesn't exist
Space doesn't exist
Fuck it what am I even doing most of the time? Shit never makes sense

Edit: Also I recommend getting a dream journal, because that trains your dream memory. Post it here, keep it on a text file, or write it down. Just the act of writing it down boosts your dream recall

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Tue May 12, 2015 11:38 pm #87744

TIL: When you sleep, your blood replaces itself with mindbreaker.

Stickymayhem · Wed Oct 13, 2021 6:17 pm

I had an exam today at 2pm. I woke up, looked at my phone, 3pm. Fucking panic my life is over biggest exam of the year and I've fucked it gotta retake the year oh my god oh my god panic attack, pass out.

Wake up again, now it's 6. OH MY FUCKING GOD HOW DID I FALL BACK ASLEEP OH MY GOD. Jump on facebook group chat tell everyone I missed the exam it's all crumbling down text my dad I'm so sorry I disappointed him but I've ruined my first year.

Wait a minute it's 6am and the first part was a dream.

Fuck you brain.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Tue May 12, 2015 11:55 pm #87749

Oh, man, I know that feel.

And the same brain that creates that kind of realistic nightmare bars me from lucidity.

Post by **oranges** » Wed May 13, 2015 5:06 am #87785

Don't you people have watches?

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Wed May 13, 2015 6:45 am #87799

What's that?

XSI · Post by **XSI** » Thu May 14, 2015 12:57 am #87992

Watches are those things people had around their wrists before literally every device ever and every room ever had a clock on or in them.

They're pretty useful for a specific lucid dreaming technique(Namely, checking your watch twice in short succession to see if the time changed. If the time suddenly changed more than a few seconds its a dream)
Amusingly enough, when I tried that it didn't work, and my dream kept the same time for the clock. My brain is outsmarting me

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Thu May 14, 2015 7:38 pm #88165

Lucid dreaming never works for me, which is a fucking shame.
Well, it almost did once, but I ended up being perma-stuck in sleep paralysis until I twitched myself awake and went to sleep normally.

John_Oxford · Post by **John_Oxford** » Sun May 17, 2015 12:33 am #88608

Greentext time bishes

>2am Real life
>Go 2 sleep
>Wake up, its 7 AM
>Sit up in my bed, super mega ultra alert and and awake for some reason
>Stand up, I am missing my dresser and TV
>Realize its a dream
>Proceed to try to think into existance 30 nude women
>Doesn't happen
>Blow my brains out with a gun sitting on my bed
>Wake up
>Theres thirty nude women in my bedroom, a spent shell casing on the floor, And my TV and dresser are missing
>wut.jpg
>Pick up the gun again, blow my brains out
>Rinse and repeat untill i try to do it one last time
>*click* *click* *click*
>Sigh, lay back down, go to sleep
>Bed becomes water
>Fall through bed, Fall through floor, Fall through earth
>Black
>Wake up.

Sat there for a little bit, pissed off at my brain for taking its time with my dreams.
Don't know why

Ricotez · Post by **Ricotez** » Sun May 17, 2015 2:32 am #88629

did you try to summon a fucking persona or what

srifenbyxp · Post by **srifenbyxp** » Sun May 17, 2015 11:42 pm #88795

I had a dream I went on a massive murderdick spree.

>Bank Heist Gone Wrong
>Proceed to Kane & Lynch everything that moves
>Rob another bank which went right
> Murderdick everyone anyways
> proceed to escape via sewers The Fugitive style
> proceed to massive earth quake and shooting at an attack helicopter with an AK.

All in all Kane and Lynch two had a good multiplayer but story was pretty terrible along with the ending.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Mon May 18, 2015 6:14 am #88896

I...uh...dreamed of St George.
No, really.

I was surprised to find there were 29 pages of Rule 34 of him. I woke up, thought 'I gotta check that', closed my eyes, dream-Googled again, woke up again. Now checking...

Timbrewolf · Post by **Timbrewolf** » Mon May 18, 2015 9:08 am #88969

I had this one really vivid dream as a teenager where I was dissected piece by piece by a bunch of monsters or something. They cut my skin off in little squares, cut the individual muscle groups off of me, removed my organs.

It was the most real feeling dream I ever had. It hurt like fucking crazy. You know when you have a sex dream and it feels great? It's like the best sex ever. This was like that only pain.

After they finished tearing me to pieces they slowly put everything back together, stitched everything back up. I was all cut up little cubes of a person held together with thread. After I was all done being put back together, they stiched a tuxedo onto me, nailed top hat to my head, and paraded me around on a float down the streets of some weird nightmare town.

I woke up and I fucking hurt like crazy all over. The feeling of having that skin peeled off of me like that was the realest sensation I ever had in a dream. I'll never forget that dream.

I woke up during surgery once and I wonder if it had anything to do with that. That was kinda silly, I just perked up and said "Hey I'm probably not supposed to be awake" and they immediately just gassed me back to sleep.

John_Oxford · Post by **John_Oxford** » Tue May 19, 2015 2:12 am #89247

I always remember as a kid having dreams about almost having sex, then waking up, then getting pissed off.

XSI · Post by **XSI** » Fri May 22, 2015 12:23 pm #89887

I had dreams like both of those, getting parts of me chopped off, etc, then going "Nah" and waking up

And dreams about almost having sex, and then I think up some amusing coincidence that prevents it, like a clown on a tricycle hitting my partner. Then they'd get annoyed, and this amused me. I'd keep up the random crap preventing sex until they'd just walk off or I'd wake up. Those dreams always were fun

And today, I had a dream where I was out bearhunting. With bow and arrow. While flying. Felt like trying to break down a brick wall by asking nicely with how many arrows that thing took

EndgamerAzari · Fri May 22, 2015 3:08 pm

Were you flying, or was the bear? Or both?

XSI · Post by **XSI** » Fri May 22, 2015 8:12 pm #89964

I was flying
At high speed
Through a dense forest

Fucking trees everywhere, I just wanted to fly about

InThePooPoo · Post by **InThePooPoo** » Fri May 22, 2015 9:12 pm #89975

John_Oxford wrote:I always remember as a kid having dreams about almost having sex, then waking up, then getting pissed off.

That STILL happens to me.

Timbrewolf · Post by **Timbrewolf** » Sat May 23, 2015 7:44 am #90025

XSI wrote:I had dreams like both of those, getting parts of me chopped off, etc, then going "Nah" and waking up

Usually when I'm having a shitty dream I can consciously NOPE out of it but that time I couldn't. Like if you're ever having a dream where you're falling and about to hit the ground you always wake up. This was like that only I splattered and then stayed in the dream as this aching pile of guts. It was fucking awful.

My sex dreams always get where they're going and then something else happens.

I had a dream where (long story short) I ended up getting cast in this porno while at work at a bar and all the sex happened alright but then afterward I had to resolve some disputes between employees and manage the store.

I guess that's a sure sign you're an adult now. I've had plenty of nightmares about work and customer service and shit. Fuck that. If you ever go into a store and everyone is acting like a drone and half-ignoring you don't be mad. It's just all the callouses that have built up on their souls. Glad I'll never have to go back to that shit.

Maccus · Post by **Maccus** » Sat May 23, 2015 8:39 am #90031

My clearest dream ever was of me falling asleep next to a potted plant that doesn't even actually exist in my house outside of that one dream and then waking up and having a plants for hair and everyone in my family going "Good job idiot, that's what happens when you fall asleep next to plants."

If someone knows what that means in a psychology manner or whatever, let me know.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Mon Aug 10, 2015 8:50 am #111220

Today I dreamed it was nuke ops.
At my grandfather's house (of which he occupies a first-floor apartment.)

So, Security Officer Randell started in the bathroom. Which, for some reason, was lacking a tub and converted into an armoury. I thought to myself "why the fuck not" and grabbed a semi-automatic rifle, a crossbow, and a taser. Don't ask.
I opened the window, figured the air would be good for me, when suddenly the AI announcement went out, "Nuclear Awwwwwpertives Detected". HoS called, said they were coming in from the left, near that farm house (I didn't stop for a second to wonder why the fuck we were out in the countryside, my grandpa lives in the middle of a small town) and aimed my rifle. Sure enough, five idiots in syndicate hardsuits came running along at speeds that reeked of hyperzine, and my trigger was kinda a pain in the ass to pull. Oh, well, I'm in the armoury, I'll not run out of ammo anytime soon.
So they're done zooming all the way from far left to far right, when right below me glass shatters.
"They're in the house!" - oh shit. I briefly consider not sticking my rifle out and aiming downwards, if they looked up I'd be fucked. I do it anyway, see an op climbing in, aim at his back, pull the trigger and the gun's jammed.
We're evacuating, I somehow lose my rifle. Me, some other sec guys, the HoS, a lawyer. "Who has the disk? Get dat fukken disk!" - lawyer says it's in his briefcase, I check. Two dice (d6 and d8, I think), two packs of dice, he says the disk's in one of them. I put the dice in one pack, some disembodied force keeps interfering and laughing, I finally manage. Still only got the lawyer's word that the disk's in there, though at least the dice are where they're supposed to.
Next step: Enter the building, scout out ahead. I grab the briefcase, sneak up the stairs, look down the hall and think to myself "If they see me, I'm definitely fucked. Why the hell am I carrying the disk to them, anyway?", then go back down, return the disk, and try again. Nobody sees me, so I move into the armoury immediately to the right of the entrance to retrieve my rifle. It's not there, and I totally forgot about the taser and crossbow.
I turn to open the armoury door and leave and am promptly confronted with a face. Attached to a body. Sitting in a chair in the bedroom opposite to the armoury, between the closet and the window. It's Gramps - well, the other Gramps. Another old man enters and walks through the hall, then disappears (presumably, or he went to the living room.) Meanwhile, one op is typing on my grandfather's computer, apparently too dumb to bring his own pinpointer, looking for clues as to where the disk is.
I check the next room (a door to where the fridge in the kitchen would be, but opening up in a room far larger than should be possible), where I bump into four ops at once. The room is dark. They're sleeping, and wearing blue fleece balaclava-sleep-mask hybrids...and uniforms that match the death squad's colour scheme? Oookay.
Fifth op is in the kitchen, at the computer, back turned to the main hallway. I still don't know that I have a gun, and this guy ditched his armour, so I figure I'll go grab a kitchen knife. If I cover his mouth and jab it in his neck, he should go down without waking up his buddies.

And then I wake up. Aw, man, I wanted to save the station. Or house. Or the entire town, given that it was nuke.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Tue Nov 10, 2015 7:10 am #132789

Again, I dreamed it was ops.
How curious.

Well, I was on the bridge, minding my own fucking business, I had the disk on me, when suddenly what feels like twenty of those red-suited assholes came in, rushed past me, stormed the Cap's.
They were rather surprised to see the disk wasn't there, and I told them I could give them to it. Of course, I was promptly fired upon. I told them "just say please". They said please. They got the disk. They set the nuke.
Well, apparently they set it to go off in one second. Fortunately enough, one second is awfully close to one minute in BYOND, and after a bit of bitching on my part that now I would never get to the shuttle in time it was agreed that I'd be dragged cuffed to their ship.
So we went outside, and I furiously searched my pockets for that air tank and mask. I found it, eventually...in my wallet. I was wondering how the hell that worked, but just glad I could put 'em on in time.
Of course, when we went outside we were out in the street, the sun was shining, it was a pleasantly warm autumn day...and the nuke ops shuttle turned out to be a black-and-red bus.
I just told them I'd go sit down in the back of it, turns out there were quite a few other prisoners there, a few bitching about the ops capturing them, a few, like me, volunteering, and a few arguing that FUCK NT.
So I told them that I only let myself get captured to escape NT because they woulda come after me for calling out a Captain for fucking his assistant on duty and they didn't even bother sending in a deathsquad to clean up. I was asked "did ya kill them?", told the guy who asked it "nah, I woulda waited until I got the green light", and that's it.
Except Mom was apparently also captured by the syndies. It was pretty cool, I asked her about my sister but didn't really get an answer before waking up.

Deitus · Post by **Deitus** » Tue Nov 10, 2015 7:58 am #132790

so i've been having this really weird recurring dream over the past month or so where im sitting on a bench in the subway. i mean its a regular subway and all with trains coming and going and people walking around, but there's always just this one guy leaning on one of the pillars just staring at me, and it makes me super fucking uncomfortable but i cant move; the best thing i can equate it to is that i have this thing (probably linked to my ocd? not sure, haven't talked to my doctor about it) where if i try and do something like study for a test i just have my mind wander to random shit, and its like i know what im doing and im like "yo i need to study right now" and get angry, but then i get thinking "how did i get thinking about [the most recent thing] anyway" and mentally retrace my steps to the "first" thought, which 99% of the time leads me into another train of thought, so its like this weird fucking positive feedback loop of concentration. irl i can obviously snap out of it but in the dream whenever i feel like "ok thats good im gonna leave now" i get that same sensation of my brain being like "naw fam we got a few minutes, just relax" but WAY stronger to the point where i can't resist it. the people change and everything in the subway but there's always just that one fucking guy that is just standing there and staring at me. like i even try sometimes to stare back at him so he'd look away, like "oh he sees me watching him" so he'll look away, but he just keeps. fucking. staring. he doesn't do anything other than that, i know this whole thing sounds like some shit-tier digg creepypasta where i should say "and then last night he finally yelled AND HE GOT ME OH GOD SKELETONS XDDD" but i swear to god im telling the truth

the most unnerving part is that i only really got to thinking about this when pkpenguin mentioned just recently he had a spessmen dream over in the stories of rage thread and i replied about how i've been having the recurring dream, and once i typed it out and read it i was like...what the fuck, why isn't this bothering me more? this is fucking creepy so why did i never stop to think about why this has been going on for so fucking long? i think back and i just haven't really been reading into it much, like "oh yeah huh, well anyway--" but like i said some digg-tier creepypasta shit so why have i just been passing this off as pretty much nothing? at the very least this is bad just in the sense that my ocd has been giving stronger urges and my twitching is becoming more frequent/worse, i think the regular hand trembling is up a bit but that's been known to fluctuate over the years so its mainly the former two i'm worried about. might try taking double dose of my meds and see if that helps

edit: wow i didnt realize how much of a fucking text wall i wrote, didnt mean to ramble that much

Maccus · Post by **Maccus** » Tue Nov 10, 2015 8:14 am #132791

I had a dream I forgot to brush my teeth once and it was so bad my teeth turned black with little white streaks through it like skeleton costumes on Halloween

Incomptinence · Tue Nov 10, 2015 10:48 am

I left the radio on once then I dreamed about getting up to turn it off before I actually woke up and did so.

srifenbyxp · Post by **srifenbyxp** » Tue Nov 10, 2015 3:49 pm #132832

Whats em dreams when you "feel" your awake but it rubber bands?

Had em dreams where I fell asleep with my work uniform on
> got up
> toss jacket on rack
> wake up
> toss jacket on rack with a similar jacket on the floor
> got up
> toss jacket on rack with a similar jacket on the floor and a second jacket on the rack
> Three similar jackets in one spot
> Say to my self " Well I'm clearly still asleep"
> got up
> do the macarena
> "Neat im awake"

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Wed Dec 23, 2015 6:36 am #142285

Today I dreamed of owning what you get when you cross-breed an Inertial Element with an airsoft.

For some reason, all the tungsten darts disappeared and I was stuck with the ones that fired copper wire. That was all bent out of shape.

I now want my own pump-action murderboner firing small metal bits affixed to a plastic-metal ring.

Post by **oranges** » Wed Dec 23, 2015 6:57 am #142292

Scones wrote:Last night I dreamed that I was waking up from some other sleep with a person who I am rather fond of in bed next to me.

I felt really happy and just sort of warm and pleasant.

Then I woke up to the sub-arctic room temp of running 2 fans and an AC, no water, and twenty minutes to get my ass up and ready.

we can spoon as soon as you pay for my plane tickets

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Fri Dec 25, 2015 3:25 pm #142728

So I enter a tunnel system full of some dark brown stuff.
And I land in it headfirst.
Turns out it's chocolate mousse, and apparently I have to eat my way through if I ever want to see the surface again.
I come to a shaft - like a well - leading to said surface.
I climb up.
I see someone's ass covering the exit, and it dawns on me that maybe it wasn't chocolate mousse after all.
I wake up and feel vaguely dirty.

Wyzack · Post by **Wyzack** » Fri Dec 25, 2015 5:59 pm #142746

Merry shitmas

Broomstick · Post by **Broomstick** » Wed Dec 30, 2015 5:45 am #143592

I remember having a dream when I was younger where I woke up in my parent's bed in the morning. The TV facing the bed was off, which for some reason was something of interest to me. I started walking downstairs to the living room, but stopped near the top when I saw my mother and father sitting down not really doing anything.

Suddenly, my parents sort of turned gray. My mother started melting and my father looked at me with this grinning yet grotesque expression. He said something here, but I can't remember what. Then the walls sort of faded away to some weird fog, and a mob of humanoid things started shuffling in through the fog. I ran back up the stairs for the bed, but I turned back to see some ghostly figure (presumably my father) fly at me. Then I woke up.

DrPillzRedux · Wed Dec 30, 2015 5:54 am

Was sitting at my desk reviewing something on my computer. Gravity starts fucking up, gets heavier, magnets in mouse mess up. I hear a rumbling noise. Light quickly pours in from the window behind me until it's enveloped me. The last thing I think is "This is it".

Then darkness.

Sleep paralysis keeps me from moving. Think in my head so I must still be alive.

Finally wears off and I just lay there calming myself down. That dream felt so damn real. I really thought I'd been nuked or eaten by the sun.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Wed Dec 30, 2015 11:28 am #143611

You might get the prize for weirdest dream this year, because all I came up with were divine lizards in military uniforms.

Zilenan91 · Post by **Zilenan91** » Wed Dec 30, 2015 11:35 am #143614

When I was a kid I used to have these dreams of my cheek flesh being replaced with little fleshy toothpicks. I remember dozing off in the car and this image of my cheek meat being replaced by these fleshy toothpicks and I can still vividily remember the feeling of them moving around on each other and falling off of my face even though something like that had or has never happaned to me.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:36 am #149861

Man, three dreams in one night.

One about my stepfather owning a James Bond-tier secret base and guards with wakizashis.
One about Jack, you know, the psychotic biotic, always stealing a Snickers when violent death is probably imminent. Kasumi actually paid for it, but then Putin warned me she put it in an infected fridge and half the Normandy crew were zombies.
And the last one about a little clown kid holding his little clown siblings standing next to a sign post and waiting for his abusive non-clown parents to return.

Incomptinence · Fri Jan 29, 2016 1:31 pm

Not sure if this was a dream or real but I remember some kid on the news prophesying Jupiter was going to straight up destroy the earth by I dunno moving too much or flinging comets at it. Probably a dream because I just had a lot of world ending because you didn't do enough to stop it dreams as a kid. That or demons trying to possess me. Fun thing about no longer being a christian, less demon dreams.

EndgamerAzari · Fri Jan 29, 2016 4:20 pm

DemonFiren wrote:And the last one about a little clown kid holding his little clown siblings standing next to a sign post and waiting for his abusive non-clown parents to return.

That is, like, pure, distilled pathos.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Fri Jan 29, 2016 10:42 pm #149980

It's more like bathos.

Especially since the parents tasked us with stuffing the little kids in the back of the car and then drove off with my mother (or sister?) and me still holding on to their seatbelts.
We got in somehow, but the boy was left standing.

DemonFiren · Post by **DemonFiren** » Tue Mar 01, 2016 8:38 am #158488

And just about a month later, three dreams in one night.

First was unclear, but it was about pulling an entire baguette out of a toilet, and it was wedged in the siphon. Maybe I shouldn't have eaten an entire baguette the day before yesterday.
Second...it was about horses, and I sure was glad I was able to ride so I wouldn't have to walk through all that fuckin' mud. Somehow we also ended up in traffic, of course on the wrong side, and I tried to tell the bugger to move over. Not sure if it did. Anyway, I found myself sitting outside my old apartment and decisively petting a creature that was bigger than a St Bernard, smaller than most ponies, had the fur of the latter and the colour of a Golden Retriever. I also believe it had floppy ears, and I was rather displeased with it for sinking its entire weight into me and refusing to let me go inside.
Third was about Grim Fandango, and somehow I had to get into hell. Glottis, being a demon from not-hell, of course refused, so I had to go ask Meche, which involved backtracking through some Tomb Raider-tier pole swinging shit and one apartment-slash-office that must have belonged to Domino. Then, of course, I woke up.