The Dream Thread
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Sooo....I had weird dream last night. I dreamed I was talking to an old friend of mine that I use to really like. We talked and talked until we started making out, and then started getting ready to sleep together. Then she morphed into an Asian girl just as we're about to get it on.
I think this means two things.
1. It's been too long since I last got it.
2. I miss my fiance.
or
3. I really have an asian fetish.
Who knows?
I think this means two things.
1. It's been too long since I last got it.
2. I miss my fiance.
or
3. I really have an asian fetish.
Who knows?
I consider this the most likely possibility.
GasBandit
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I dreamed I was playing a pretty good video game last night, sword and sorcery action with rpg elements and co-op multiplayer with a zombie apocalypse bent. Sort of a... Left 4 dead meets Divinity: Original Sin. Was pretty fun. Was kind of a bummer to wake up and realize it doesn't exist.
Last night I dreamed I was at an outdoor party. I was by myself, everybody was reasonably well-dressed, and there was light and laughter. I knew, in that way of knowing within dreams, that I could fly. So I did. I took off into the sky, except the sky looked...wrong, somehow wrinkled. Like it was fabric someone had stretched tight over backing, then let it sag in random places. There was a massive thud, everything shook and quivered, and I'd flown through the sky to the other side.
There was nothing there. Just an endless, empty, black void. No stars, no moon, just emptiness. I looked down and could see where I'd burst through, to the party that was still going on like nothing had happened, but outside of that narrow facade there was just a choking nothing. It was like everyone in the world was an actor lost in their part and I'd accidentally stepped off the stage.
There was nothing there. Just an endless, empty, black void. No stars, no moon, just emptiness. I looked down and could see where I'd burst through, to the party that was still going on like nothing had happened, but outside of that narrow facade there was just a choking nothing. It was like everyone in the world was an actor lost in their part and I'd accidentally stepped off the stage.
I was in my kitchen with my parents, brother, and one of my best friends. THEN- I saw two gradually shape-changing green monsters outside , who when I went to talk to them were there to ask me to join a college called "Mary's university." I said I'd think about it, but then after they told me I would have to have a weapon at all time because it was in a dangerous place. Also by this point we were in my pool for some reason, also we started fighting. I punched one of them and he turned into a monkey, and the other turned into a box with a plant in it. The next day in my dream I was in some sort of warehouse that I think was setting up for a concert, it looked a little bit like a larger version of the Electric factory. Than after I told this guy moving stuff " MAGIC IS REAL! PRAISE TO THE DARK FORCES!" I began to lay down on a couch because I felt sick. Probably from touching the monsters.
What the hell do you eat before going to bed, Yoshi?
One of the spiciest pasta dishes I've ever had. Also I was drunk, love me drunk dreams.
Had a really odd dream about meeting my girlfriend's parents. See, the reality is they don't approve of me dating their daughter. It's almost exclusively because I'm 36 and she's 18 - something, I should add, that three months later, still bothers me at times. Her father, from what I've gleaned without meeting him, is a sociopath. Served time in jail for...something. Barged into his daughter's room at 3 in the morning to wake her up and scream at her for dating a 36 year old when he finally believed her. He went as far as to call the police that night and demanded they arrested either me or her because we were dating. The police more or less laughed in his face because she's an adult and I'm not even remotely abusive to her or her son. He's said many disparaging, hurtful, and abusive things to her and makes me wish she could afford to move out. At the moment, I'm not even allowed on their property, let alone in the house.
That's all reality. This was the dream.
I think I spent over night with her because we were getting ready to leave her room together. Since her parents disapproved of me, we were going to sneak out through a screen door in her bedroom (doesn't exist in real life; just a window). But at one point, I saw a blur of motion rush past the door. Looked an awful lot like her father. We shook our heads, thinking he was just being nuts...until I go to get my sneakers that are for some reason outside, on the porch. He took them.
We immediately confront him. Well, I confront him. This would be the first time I officially meet him. He's screaming at me while I'm trying to talk to him in a calm manner, trying to get him to see reason. Though I do admit to calling him a petulant, petty, irrational child or something to that extent. Said his daughter is much more an adult than he is. Eventually, he returned one of my sneakers, and then kept saying he "couldn't find" the other one even though he didn't even look for it.
I woke up while my girlfriend and I walked down the street, away from the shouting sociopath.
That's all reality. This was the dream.
I think I spent over night with her because we were getting ready to leave her room together. Since her parents disapproved of me, we were going to sneak out through a screen door in her bedroom (doesn't exist in real life; just a window). But at one point, I saw a blur of motion rush past the door. Looked an awful lot like her father. We shook our heads, thinking he was just being nuts...until I go to get my sneakers that are for some reason outside, on the porch. He took them.
We immediately confront him. Well, I confront him. This would be the first time I officially meet him. He's screaming at me while I'm trying to talk to him in a calm manner, trying to get him to see reason. Though I do admit to calling him a petulant, petty, irrational child or something to that extent. Said his daughter is much more an adult than he is. Eventually, he returned one of my sneakers, and then kept saying he "couldn't find" the other one even though he didn't even look for it.
I woke up while my girlfriend and I walked down the street, away from the shouting sociopath.
I dreamt last night that it was the day of the apocalypse. Scientists had somehow figured out the exact day of the end of the world (something to do with Earth's orbit becoming too close to the sun or something, not sure), and it was today. My wife was with her folks in Tainan, while I was in Taipei. And I called her and said, "Hey, I think maybe we should spend our last moments together."
And then she showed up, and we went on a walk while the sun grew larger and larger in the sky. And we saw a Luxgen car (a Taiwanese brand) and I said, "Hey, for our next car, we should buy local." And she said, "Sure, that sounds good." And we walked on in silence, because we knew we'd never get a chance to buy that car.
And then I woke up and was still so convinced that scientists had found the date of the apocalypse that I immediately grabbed my phone and started googling.
And then she showed up, and we went on a walk while the sun grew larger and larger in the sky. And we saw a Luxgen car (a Taiwanese brand) and I said, "Hey, for our next car, we should buy local." And she said, "Sure, that sounds good." And we walked on in silence, because we knew we'd never get a chance to buy that car.
And then I woke up and was still so convinced that scientists had found the date of the apocalypse that I immediately grabbed my phone and started googling.
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I had a dream I was at Boy Scout camp with my son when a huge storm blew in at night. When it passed, there were still thin clouds--thin enough to see through--and a full moon. I heard a weird noise and just behind the low clouds so that they were casting shadows on them were three fighter jets that were triangular with the point cut off. A few seconds behind were about 30 or more US fighter jets, and I thought, oh shit someone is about to drop a nuke. I went home, from which I was somehow suddenly able to see the downtown Houston skyline lit up at night, and I saw the planes get shot down. One did drop something, but it was destroyed by a US jet.
Later, they were doing the autopsy at the place I work (for some reason) and I held a piece of one of the attacker's skulls. It had been quartered off his head, and was still attached to a heavy chunk of his brain.
The jets were rather frightening, and when I woke up I kept hearing this explosion-like noise in real life. I still don't know what it was, but it probably influenced my dream. I went outside, but I couldn't figure it out. It sounded like it might've been a backhoe or stuff being dropped into a large metal bin. It was 3AM, though.
Later, they were doing the autopsy at the place I work (for some reason) and I held a piece of one of the attacker's skulls. It had been quartered off his head, and was still attached to a heavy chunk of his brain.
The jets were rather frightening, and when I woke up I kept hearing this explosion-like noise in real life. I still don't know what it was, but it probably influenced my dream. I went outside, but I couldn't figure it out. It sounded like it might've been a backhoe or stuff being dropped into a large metal bin. It was 3AM, though.
Had a zombiepocalypse dream the other night - I have those fairly frequently. Was clearing houses with my wife, and one that we came across had a basement (which is weird for here, being that we're basically all sitting on swamp... err... marshland). In the basement was a guy chained to a bed, a toddler, and a baby. All zeked. And It was hugely important that I not let my wife down there, because I couldn't let her see the little ones, or what I was going to have to do to them.
And then, ironically enough, she woke me up, saving me from having to do it.
And then, ironically enough, she woke me up, saving me from having to do it.
GasBandit
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I dreamed I was part of a massive prank the rest of the rolling stones played on Mick Jagger. For a week, I'd just hang around wherever they were, dressing rooms, green rooms, recording studios, just fiddling with things and not saying a word. Mick Jagger would be "who the hell is this guy? What's he doing here?" And the other guys would all say things like "Who are you talking about? There's nobody here but us, Mick." Mick Jagger slowly goes madder and madder because I'm always hanging around and nobody else acknowledges I exist. Even the roadies and managers and whatnot seem to be in on it.
The grand climax comes when they go on stage for a concert. First couple songs are normal, then in the middle of the third song I come out from the side of the stage just doing the "haters gonna hate strut" slowly from one side of the stage to the other. Naturally the band pretends I don't exist, Mick Jagger doesn't want to look like he's having a psychotic break on TV and in front of an audience of thousands, so I continue unimpeded as a slowly do the fat-guy-strut from stage right, right across in front of Mick, and on to stage left. The audience is confused but the bystander effect keeps anybody from doing anything that would tip Mick off.
Finally, after the concert, one of the reporters asks "Mick who was that guy who came out on stage during your third song?" and Jagger just flips his shit "MY GOD YOU CAN SEE HIM TOO?!"
The grand climax comes when they go on stage for a concert. First couple songs are normal, then in the middle of the third song I come out from the side of the stage just doing the "haters gonna hate strut" slowly from one side of the stage to the other. Naturally the band pretends I don't exist, Mick Jagger doesn't want to look like he's having a psychotic break on TV and in front of an audience of thousands, so I continue unimpeded as a slowly do the fat-guy-strut from stage right, right across in front of Mick, and on to stage left. The audience is confused but the bystander effect keeps anybody from doing anything that would tip Mick off.
Finally, after the concert, one of the reporters asks "Mick who was that guy who came out on stage during your third song?" and Jagger just flips his shit "MY GOD YOU CAN SEE HIM TOO?!"
They are so old now that would likely work.
GasBandit
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I dare say it would have worked when they were younger, too.
Chasing that unicorn and all that.
I just got a job somewhere(we were in training I believe), it wasn't very far so I'd bike. Then for some reason, I decided to use a plant that when placed upon my head the leaves would spin around so fast I would fly, and shoes that would give me super speed(though that was harder to control). It was okay at first, but then it started raining and I kept bumping into telephone wires. After I got to work I complained to my coworker Yvette Nicole Brown, a biker just TOOK my seat, and my boss said I didn't care about the job because I was late. Typical.
The rest of the dream was an almost shot for shot rewatch of Lilo and Stitch, spliced in with clips from several movies I saw. Also what I thought to be the newest Bravest Warriors episode, but as you know dream and what not.
The rest of the dream was an almost shot for shot rewatch of Lilo and Stitch, spliced in with clips from several movies I saw. Also what I thought to be the newest Bravest Warriors episode, but as you know dream and what not.
It means you're needed in Narnia. Quick, to the nearest wardrobe!
I dreamt that the street I was on had flooded like a river, and I was wading through water up to my armpits (it never occurred to me why the curbs would be high enough that I'd be up to my armpits with no water on the sidewalks but whatever) and I realized after about an hour of this that I still had my phone on my hip and it was likely ruined, and trying to remember when I did my last backup and how/when I would have to get it replaced.
--Patrick
--Patrick
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I dreamed I was fighting someone in power armor like iron man. I managed to knock a plate of armor off his arm but I was still not able to really hurt him. But I could use momentum against him, and I realized this was still Texas. So I manipulated him to where I wanted and then knocked the arm with the hole into a fire ant hill. They all got inside of his armor and I was able to take him out.
Though in retrospect that probably happened in the comics before with ant man around.
Though in retrospect that probably happened in the comics before with ant man around.
Closest I get to a super hero dream is when I'm just chilling, and then I just jump on the air like CP9 from One Piece. One day I shall make that technique real. An awesome recurring dream I have.
I had an intense dream about a beautiful, wonderful girl. I always understood 'girl of your dreams' to be a turn of phrase, but no, now I literally have a girl of my dreams.
Then last night, as my brain's way of telling me I've been playing too much Civ 5, I had a dream about managing all of my friendships and familial relationships through a diplomacy screen.
Then last night, as my brain's way of telling me I've been playing too much Civ 5, I had a dream about managing all of my friendships and familial relationships through a diplomacy screen.
Cajungal
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I keep having dreams where people walk in on jake and i having sex, and they're just talking to us as if everything is normal. Sometimes they're also peeling an orange playing with a baseball while chatting...acting obnoxiously nonchalant. 4 dreams like that this week alone. I think we need a weekend away or something.
Do you have a lot of people concerning themselves with your personal life lately?[DOUBLEPOST=1422738551,1422738416][/DOUBLEPOST]
Yeah I had a dream not too long ago that involved the HFA2 craziness. Funny and yet disturbing.
GasBandit
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Cajungal
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Not really. The only major change I can think of is I've been a bit more aloof at work since I'm sort of looking around for another job, and that's been making people approach *me* more in an "are you all right" kind of way...
Eh. Then it sounds like a get away with the mister is in order! Relaxation and chicken fajitas. 
So, I'm on nights right now. So I slept all day.
Today I had the MOST vivid sex dream I've ever had. Not just the sex. Everything leading up to it.
It all started with a fancy dinner party a friend was having. His sister was there. We were all drinking afterwards and she suggested I come home with her. So I did. We get to her weird, giant dream home and she says she's going up stairs. I attempt to follow, but the house is a fucking insane dream house and I end up in the basement. This is usually how my sex dreams go, I sabotage myself somehow like this. Anyways, her dad is doing laundry in the basement and I have a conversation with him about hunting or something, it's really awkward.
Here is where I wake up. I'm feel like wow, that was a fucked up dream that I was trying to bone my friend's sister. And I roll over and go back to sleep. RIGHT BACK WHERE I WAS. I go upstairs and she's lying in the living room in nothing but a blanket. We talk about something or other and she rolls onto her back and pulls the blanket off herself. Sexy times happen. Vivid sexy times. Vivid lengthy sexy times. I wake up.
Fuck. That was weird.
Of course the first thing I do is pop onto here and write it out before I forget.
Today I had the MOST vivid sex dream I've ever had. Not just the sex. Everything leading up to it.
It all started with a fancy dinner party a friend was having. His sister was there. We were all drinking afterwards and she suggested I come home with her. So I did. We get to her weird, giant dream home and she says she's going up stairs. I attempt to follow, but the house is a fucking insane dream house and I end up in the basement. This is usually how my sex dreams go, I sabotage myself somehow like this. Anyways, her dad is doing laundry in the basement and I have a conversation with him about hunting or something, it's really awkward.
Here is where I wake up. I'm feel like wow, that was a fucked up dream that I was trying to bone my friend's sister. And I roll over and go back to sleep. RIGHT BACK WHERE I WAS. I go upstairs and she's lying in the living room in nothing but a blanket. We talk about something or other and she rolls onto her back and pulls the blanket off herself. Sexy times happen. Vivid sexy times. Vivid lengthy sexy times. I wake up.
Fuck. That was weird.
Of course the first thing I do is pop onto here and write it out before I forget.
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Last night I dreamed I was in pursuit of an elusive animal: the titweasel. That's right. The titweasel. It's a weasel with human breasts. Specifically it is bald on the chest region with full, Caucasian boobs. There was even a titweasel society complete with a cartoon mascot.
Interesting. Urban dictionary has an entry for titweasel.
Interesting. Urban dictionary has an entry for titweasel.
It was a snowy day, a truck with a screen attached appeared in front of my house. Out came two people, one a delivery man, the other Blake Anderson from Workaholics. He told me he released a new game, the footage of which was shown on the truck's screen. The gameplay just looked like Mario hitting one block in different backgrounds. I then asked if the game was a prank of some kind. He then left angrily, as the delivery man told me it was a "Comedy based game". The screen then showed that after playing the game, you could get your pick of action figure, all of them red and robotic. Time passed, and the truck left. I thought of going after it, but it was snowy and I didn't want to go out.
So an alien essentially wiped out human civilization and in a distant future humans were kept in preserves by our insect overlords. The insect overlords were cool though. The main thing that sucked is that we were having an inner conflict with the new race of humans that was emerging. There were some particularly gruesome public executions but I can't remember who was killing whom.