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281812 No. 281812
Dream thread. Post some dreams.

Most recent dream I had involved me Googling an image for the cover for Iron Maiden's "Run to the Hills." It was a skull with tusks surrounded by by fire and, for some reason, it was too overwhelming for me to look at. I don't know how to describe it. It just filled up my vision and I couldn't stand it.
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>> No. 281815
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Hardcore sex dreams, hardcore sex dreams everywhere!
>> No. 281818
trapped in a costco with a bunch of people and one serial killer, the killer is like, drugging people and skinning them alive and shit. The day before I had put a surgical knife (sheathed) in my pocket, and in the dream it was still there so I grabbed it, kind of snuck up behind the killer and stabbed him in the back... he turned around and went 'wtf' so I slashed across the neck, got the jugular but he wasn't dead yet! So I slash his face open, it's all nasty and fake-gorey and I keep slicing and he still isn't dying! So we had a fight-chase-scene and eventually I got his head off AND HE'S STILL ALIVE.

I went 'wtf' and I woke up! and that knife was still in my pocket lol.
>> No. 281828
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I had a few

me when 5 years old : HOLY SHIT ENTIRE NEIGHBORHOOD IS ZOMBIES, OH GOD THE GRIM REAPER IS HERE, WHY THE FUCK AM I THE CAT-IN-THE-HAT

me when 6 years old: O hey magic sky castle, this sure is fu... OH GOD IM FALLING, oh hey a magical unicorn that will sav.... OH GOD ITS STABBING ME

me when 7 years old: there's a mummy chasing me... but the fucker is slow as shit.

Me yesterday: OH SHIT I'M IN A SPACE SHIP RUNNING THROUGH A ASTEROID FIELD WHILE "DREAM WEAVER" IS SOFTLY PLAYING THE BACKGROUND, LIFE IS AWESOME.
>> No. 281853
>>281815
...this.

also lots of intense verbal foreplay.
>> No. 281859
I rarely remember any of my dreams. and normally when I do they run together into one dream that makes no logical, or illogical, story.
>> No. 281861
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>>281815

>gf: I had a dream about you last night!
>me: Me too! What was yours like?
>gf: ....
>me: ...sex dream? Me too...
>gf: ...wanna hear mine?
>:)

>>281818

Nightmares with irl settings and details are the worst. I had one recently where like, a slow-moving, Michael Meyers sorta slasher with a mask was lurching towards me, and I kept trying to enter the code to unlock the doors on my car, and I. KEPT. GETTING. IT WRONG!

A few nights later I go to the supermarket right around closing time. I'm typing in the code. I hear a rattling noise. I get nervous and get the code wrong. Footsteps, a weird rustling. Get the code wrong again! Turn and see just a homeless guy with a bag of cans. Gave him a buck and then sped the fuck out of there. 0.0;

>>281812

see pic
>> No. 281870
Oddly enough, all of my nightmares lately have been about failure, not death. I usually end up powerless, and it's awful.
>> No. 281871
4 AM Max needs to stop making pudding.
>> No. 281874
No matter what's happening in the dream, no matter how fast I try and run, it's like I'm on a hill in semi-slow motion, not enough for it to be ovious, but just enough that running feels awkward.

Also SEX DREAMS rarely, and usually pertaining to fetishes I do not enjoy.
>> No. 281877
i rarely have sex dreams
the last time i got anywhere remotely near sex in a dream was having a conversation with a lovely young woman in a bedroom, culminating in her bidding me farewell and leaving

of course maybe i just dont remember my sex dreams
>> No. 281882
>>281877
violent dreams are more common, though i tend to be an ineffective fighter in dreams, i at least manage to put up a good resistance before waking up

a dream i had a day or two ago was notable in that i was sort of winning, i and other people trapped in a strange compound were outsmarting and gaining an upper hand against someone in a contraption who was trying to run us over. the dream ended when we managed to drive away the contraption after wounding the driver somehow, and we were in pursuit of it for once instead of the other way round
>> No. 281897
I had a lot of dreams about being eaten by bears as a kid, and also one dream where I was driving Megas.

Nowadays when I dream, it's usually just a weird twist on something I'm planning to do in a few days and doesn't do anything but confuse me on what day it is when I wake up.

I don't think I've ever actually had a sex dream. Meh.
>> No. 281943
I thought I'd never have a naked-at-school dream because IDGAF about being naked so if I suddenly was starkers during a presentation I'd just keep going provided nobody, like, freaked out or called the police.

But I had a dream last night where I was naked at school and I hadn't shaved my legs. So I spend my time freaking out at a desk, desperately hoping people would be too busy staring at my tits to notice my hairy bear legs.

Goes to show you, anxiety dreams will find a way.
>> No. 281952
I've been dreaming a lot recently.
Mostly about monsters.
And demons.
And dying.
...and sex.
>> No. 281969
Man, I don't even get proper sex dreams, they're always mixed in with some kind of plot and I wake up before the sex actually happens. I dreamt I was in an airport cafe waiting for a flight, and a blond girl with freckles sat down across from me and kissed me on the cheek. Didn't know who she was, but she smiled at me and then we were under Eiffel tower in the rain, we were all alone and kissing, and we were peeling off each others wet clothes when I woke up. And then I had another dream where I was on some kind of ancient temple complex with lapis lazuli and marble floors and idols and columns and all that shit; the whole thing slowly rising out of the sea. It was night, and I was racing around being chased by some Lovecraftian creature and then I saw a set of steps leading up to a curtain, and I opened it and there was a lady in a kimono who took off my wet clothes and gave me tea and we were making out but I woke up before anything happened!

My subconcious is a freaking pussyblock. Also I guess I have a fetish for wet clothes?
>> No. 281972
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I forget most of my dreams, but one in particular's always stuck with me.

I was a passenger on a train, one of those types they used in the days of the Old West. Over the course of the dream, other passengers are murdered/vanish, and the situation turns into a who-dunnit. Finally, one of the remaining passengers, an old woman, was about to be taken by whatever had taken/killed the other missing passengers. The last bit of the dream I remember is me reaching out to her, yelling "No!"

At this point, my mom had woken me up. I was in a cold sweat, and she said that I yelled out "No!" in my sleep.

Now that I think of it, my dream seems like a rip-off of that chapter of "Paper Mario: The Thousand-Year Door".
>> No. 282307
I had a dream the night before last where I had a Seinfeldian conversation about Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Degrassi with a man with no hands and woman who had been cut in half in the afterlife's waiting room.

One of those things you wake up from wondering what the hell that was about.
>> No. 282310
...Yeah.
So, I start out as a goldfish in a garage full of useless rubbish. I decide I want to explore the world in an oddly kids film-like way.
I then go on a cruise ship, which for some odd reason, turns into a plane at the middle of my dream.
I meet a couple that is getting married on a lift (...As in, the marriage ceremony is going on... on the lift) and when we get to the "top floor", I guess, we see we're crashing in a junkyard full of destroyed planes.
...Yeah.
Then, I remember exploring a bit, then being picked up by armed forces. And being forced into joining in as some sort of commanding sharpshooter.
Then a battle goes on, I pick off a rag-tag team that looks taken out of a bad movie, (the nerd, the jap, the black guy and the coffee-loving chick) but I can't get the chick, and she keeps taunting me by showing me her coffee mug. And... it starts over.

So, yeah...

One of the more lucid dreams I've had. The closest I've gotten to remembering everything without actually being *lucid.*
I think I'm making progress.
>> No. 282326
So many sex dreams... Goddamn.
>> No. 282328
>>282326

Can you give me some of yours?
>> No. 282329
>>282328
ya sher y not
>> No. 282374
here's a fun thing: take some melatonin and THEN talk about your dreams.

seriously, shit gives me; not only dreams which were rare before, but the craziest dreams.

picture like, water world but the world is made of a bubble and it has that cool rainbow effect going on with it, that was the ocean and I was on a floating dock that doubled as a pirate town, and one of the pirates was dressed almost exclusively in pink feathery shit, and he seemed to be the boss.
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Princess Bubblegum and I went to the fairy market. Princess Bubblegum ate some fairy cake and candy that looked like baby intestines, so she was so out of it that I had to lead her out and keep her from being kidnapped by fairies.
The sights at the market will fuel my drawings and writing for quite a while.
>> No. 282883
Last night I had my first teeth-falling-out dream in a while, possibly ever.
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The other night I dreamed I had become the caretaker of this old house, which happened to have been owned by some sort of mad scientist and the whole place was teeming with ghosts and monsters. A lot of the dream was just wandering around, seeing all sorts of creatures and weird architecture, but the highlight was when a sort of scorpion woman (pic related, it's roughly what she looked like, save that she had claws in place of hands) took a liking to me, which pissed off this scorpion man who had his sights set on her. Then the rest of the dream was me and the scorpion lady barricaded in a room to keep the guy out, and while he's out there ranting and trying to break in, she starts getting flirty.
>> No. 282953
>>282374
>melatonin

confirmed for batshit dream maker, I don't even remember what it was but all I remember is that it was insane because I woke up and was freaked the fuck out
>> No. 283008
I keep having dreams where I am trying to scream but can't.
>> No. 283064
I was with Dean and Sam, saving people, hunting things.

The two best nights of my life.
>> No. 283068
Last night's dream: I was, for some reason, driving around (but with a viewpoint from outside the car) trying to find my friends, who had gone ahead somewhere without me. Anyway, I got lost and pulled off into a side street to turn around. My pov is from the sidewalk, and as I watch my car reverse into a random driveway...

This huge truck just plows into my car, totals it. I feel a pain in my chest, look down and there's this huge hole in my chest, and I realise that I can't breathe because I'm choking on my own blood. What was weird was that I was totally calm about the whole thing. It took me about a minute to die and then I woke up and thought, "huh, that was interesting."

Then I somehow fell out of bed cause I was waaaay too close to the edge.
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I guess I had a plus4-related dream last night? It sure was interesting!

I was working as a dishwasher at a some nice steakhouse in NYC, and when I went on my break there was a huge crime scene outside the restaurant. Turned out Pablo was dead. The cops said he had 'overdosed' on marijuana and shot himself, but of course that was bulllshit. I suspected foul play!

So I posted about it on here, added photos of the crime scene and then everyone was like, stepping into the photos through their computer screens to get to the crime scene, and then I had a trenchcoat and a fedora because I was a private investigator, and somehow I used my problem-sleuthing skills to get to the bottom of the business. There might have been a few hysterical dames involved, but eventually we found out Pablo's once-trusted buddy Little Bear (the cartoon) had gotten into some nasty business some gang, and some thug had ended up firing a bullet at the wrong guy. Little Bear had already fled the country, but then the Canadian plus4 folk captured the little son of a bitch and made him pay.
>> No. 283075
>>283073
What a Silly Billy.
>> No. 283105
last night i've had the strangest dream, a whole crowd of gay men fisting each other in the ass in horrifying extreme detail.

i'm not gay

wat
>> No. 283106
>>283105

Maybe you got pulled into someone else's dream.
>> No. 283107
I don't dream

So pretty much I'm dead until I wake up
>> No. 283123
>>283106
Nah, that's his dream, he's just lying about not being gay.
>> No. 283194
Okay, so I was in this ruined, overgrown ancient city, filled with hordes of the undead and magical beasties. I was running through the whole area trying desperately to complete some obscure magic ritual that I don't understand at all to make things right, because the world was ruled over by gods (definitely plural, they were tangible beings with distinct personalities, very Greek pantheon type deal) that had been infected by some kind of extradimensional madness and were now trying their damndest to kill each other.

So I was fumbling my way through these ruins, pretty much unhindered by the undead, who I could kind of breeze past, but scared shitless of the horsemen of the apocalypse, who were loose and stalking me. It was the typical four accompanied by two others, Insanity and Power. They were mostly trying to kill me, but were also at war with these wandering colossi, huge glowing giants named Mercy, Forgiveness, Honor and Love, so they were at least distracted, but they could also pretty much appear anywhere at anytime and kill me as soon as look at me. Also I had to kill the giants as well, which I seemed kind of sad about, but it was part of the ritual.

Most of the dream is all ready getting kind of hazy, and I've lost a lot of the details (I think there was someone with me at one point, but she died fairly early on), so as far as I can tell I was mostly just running around clueless and frightened out of my wits. I do recall at one point I had to sneak into a massive cavern filled with just millions of vicious goblin-like creatures, and I had to get into the center, talk to their leader and trick him somehow, but I was stuck pretty much in the doorway cause I couldn't find my Thief's Ring (lol Demon Souls) in my bag of magic rings, and without it I couldn't take more than a few steps into the room without the creatures very pointedly smelling the air and licking the floor around my feet trying to find me. I also recall very, worryingly vividly being a demigod at one point, wandering around through the chaos, bitter that the higher gods got more attention than me, and coming across one of the horseman's mounts unattended. It had been wounded in battle, and I took the opportunity to flay it alive with my bare hands.

It was a pretty disturbing dream to have, and it made me very uncomfortable, but mostly all I can think now is it would make a sweet video game.

polite sage because no one wants to hear my messed up shit, and I'd feel pretty awkward about it being at the top of the board anyway.
>> No. 283384
Had a dream about a girl I knew in high school, which freaked me out a little, because I hadn't thought about her in a long while.
>> No. 283392
Last night I dreamt that everything I said came with it's own consequences written in floating neon letters about my head. It reminded almost exactly of the old fortune feature from 4chan. I need to get off this internet. :I
>> No. 283395
>>282326
party doesn't stop. jesus christ.
>> No. 283399
>>283395

Can you drag me into one of your dreams one night?
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>>283399
ya, no freehaven.
>> No. 283406
>>283194
That sounds weirdly coherent for a dream, but if you're telling the truth you have the most awesome dreams.
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Rorschach serenaded me in an empty mall ("I just want to hold your haaaand!"). Meanwhile, Nite Owl slipped on a wet spot in the jewelry store and cried over his broken ankle, embarrassing Silk Spectre irrevocably.
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>>283433
>> No. 283586
Last night I had a dream that I was in a liquor store and Coela and her roommates came in. We gossipped for a bit and then I told them they could crash at my place. When we got to my place it was ridiculousy huge for some reason with really stupid floor layouts. After wandering around tons of rooms with a bunch of pillows and the curtains from total eclipse from the heart we wound up upstairs. Also there were ghosts everywhere. Or just one ghost a lot of places I don't know how ghosts work. Anyways at the top of the stairs there was a ghost and I had to beat him in a fiddle contest. I won cause I'm awesome and there was a ps3 in the locked room.

Then my alarm woke me up.
>> No. 283930
Debbie Harry leading a group of recently defrosted, murderous velociraptors with purple laser guns on white hoverbikes, in a prop warehouse/swamp.
>> No. 283945
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All happened in one dream, no particular order:

- Roger Rabbit was being made up of balloons at an airport, while trying to remember how he got there.

- There were were these various rides designed for certain ages that a bunch of the Venture Bros. cast were on. Dean was on the wrong one and it fell apart in the pool. In order to save him the whole cast had to line up with Brock in the front. Apparently this could only be accomplished by watching an episode of Metalocalypse and as soon as the episode came on they would have to be pierced by a spear.

- Smoked my first cigarette, and as soon as I pulled it away it burst into flames.

- Something involving motor boats.

- Something taking place at a mall, where someone was being chased by two other people, and had to do various things to disguise him/herself to hide, like cover him/herself with coal. It also involved Digimon at the top of the stairs, specifically Gatomon, Wizardmon, and Myotismon, and Kari sprouting angel wings when Myotismon Digivolved.
>> No. 283964
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I was having an amazing dream that had like, a slow build up. There was all these people in this house or like, a community center or something. Anyway they're talking about how all these horrible things happened on the property and this one guy is getting mad about them. And some how, I knew the spirits of the place had possessed him.

He was getting more and more angry and his friends were talking about what to do. It sounds boring but the tension of it all was amazing. I just knew shit was about to go down. But before anything awesome could happen my cat knocked half of the stuff off my dresser and woke me up. Couldn't go back to sleep.

Image is my face.
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>I'm at my LCS
>First two hardcover volumes of Devilman are there
>Buy them
>Wake up
>> No. 284155
Finally an interesting one.

Okay so this dream involved a tribunal of matrons and a talking attack dog. I don't remember the details, but there were lots of sick people who I was supposed to help get medicine to, an acquaintance of mine who kept calling over a holograph phone who wanted to have sex with me but didn't get around to it, and some kind of escape plan after getting captured by the matrons.

I can't remember much of it, as per that xkcd comic that depicts how most memories of dreams go. That talking dog was kind of a pain in the ass, but she made for good conversation.
>> No. 284230
>>284155
ring ring ring
Hello this is Ferrous
>ferrous let's have sex.
No bro I am delivering vaccines.
>...are you sure?
Shit bro I am so busy right now.
>but look at my ~naked hologram bawd-
Vaccines. Talking dog. Busy
>....okay.
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>>284230
ya p. much
>> No. 284375
i dont even dream much so this one was odd
so its 11am and for some reason i am getting of at the station i usually get on (usually at 6am). suddenly i realise i dont have my shoes on, i cant really go to work without them so i go to call someone to pick me up when i realise i dont have my pants either, im still wearing a towel. im not even embarressed, im just trying to rectify the situation. and thats about all i remember.
>> No. 284378
>>284230

Oh man for a minute I though Pablo was greentexting his own dream from last night.

I was like: "what"
>> No. 284585
"Step right up and meet the amazing Hammer Smith for only $10! $20 to actually talk to him."

There was another in which I had all the women and it really bothered someone.
>> No. 284586
Was it me.
Dammit how am I supposed to be happy if you have all the women standing in my way to reach you ;_;
>> No. 284591
Dreamed I met Coelasquid. She was 4 feet tall and looked like Oghren from Dragon Age, minus the beard. She could fly for some reason. She was pretty neat.
>> No. 284592
>>284591
Sounds about right.
>> No. 284617
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>Somehow get engaged to a girl who might or might not be related to me
>I'm really not ready to make this kind of commitment
>Gilbert Gottfried is singing at the wedding
>Wake up
>> No. 284715
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I was deadpool in my dream. I was in an empty convention hall, trying to find a man that was possessed by a god that I was paid to kill.
When I found him he was standing in the corner, facing the wall. I shouted at him to turn around.
He did so, pointed at my gun and laughed. I looked down and saw it had turned into a light blue, plastic, hello kitty covered water gun. I was so embarrassed! I tried running away to look for more weapons, but I could only find plates of omelets and pancakes. He easily caught up to me and said I wasn't even worth killing. He raised his hand and said he was giving me the psychic equivalent of an acid hit.
The rest of the dream I was still Deadpool, only running around this swirly, technicolor psychedelic wasteland trying to find my way out.
>> No. 284792
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I dreamed I was taking a bath and as I go to get out there's four huge spiders chilling on the edge of the tub; two Mexican red-knees (one fuckhuge, one palm size), a Goliath bird-eater, and a Brazilian black. Every time I tried to stand up or even shift my weight in the water one or some or all of them would turn suddenly and do that thing where they rear up with two or four legs in the air. This continued for maybe half an hour until the tub started to get deeper and deeper and when I could stand in it I just walked out the door in the side of the tub but then the water spilled into the kitchen and my mom got pissed and I woke up.
>> No. 284852
I had a dream last night where I was watching this movie. It reminded me of Children of Men, except darker (yeah I know). It was only like an hour and eight minutes long, so I thought it'd be cool to watch, but I kept coming to this part where there are all these partially decomposed bodies half-buried in a long hill of sand that was only like five feet tall. The perspective looked like I was someone or something crawling among the bodies and I expected one of them to come back to life for some reason.

But the main character of the movie was some kid trapped in a big building, like a weird sort of science lab with a lot of floors that all opened up to the central area (like a hotel, only smaller). Instead of rooms, there were all these compartments. The boy only saw in one, and there were these two really big cats with no legs. I mean, they were about the size of tigers, but they were orange and white housecats. There was something wrong with them so they couldn't reproduce normally, so the people kept them here where they could be taken care of and stuff. This guy who was like a janitor or something kept trying to find the boy and he was the villain, even though the boy just got locked in when he accidentally stayed after closing time. I skipped forward to the end of the movie and the last scene is the kid and his friends on a bridge near a city at night and they all jump for joy air at once and the frame freezes in that cliche movie way. I have no idea how we got from piles of dead bodies to jumping for joy.
>> No. 284938
I dreamt I was the only person in the world with eyes, and everyone else had precious stones sewn into their sockets. I was some low-caste servant type, and was my job to scoop out the eyes of young children. I used the same melon-baller I used in culinary school, and the kids had been drugged and were all stretched out on iron-wood platforms, naked save for thin feather-robes, in this huge, black marble hall that was open to the sky (pink-streaked with the odd dragon flying overhead), with all these channels cut in the floor leading to a drain at one end. When I finished a child these little bipedal mole-like animals, who had eyes, would bind leather strips around the sockets and one would carry them away while another had a long, thin snake that wrapped around his neck and carried a water-skin besides. The snake acted as a living hose that rinsed the eyes and gore into the channels. There were hundreds of children, all thin-skinned and delicate like papercraft birds, and they never stirred.

When I was finished it was dark, but the moles had hung strong-scented candles everywhere, and by their light we finished cleaning the hall before we snuffed them out. It was then the children woke, and their weeping was just a murmur from the soft, hidden bedchambers they had been put in. I was inspecting the gems and stones to be sewn into their sockets with another mole when I first heard it, and we halted our talk to listen.

Eventually we were sitting on the steps of the marble pavilion and drank tea watching the caravans of the royal families coming to pick up their children in the morning. They were quite far off, and the only lights visible were those used for the huge reptilians drawing them down the road, and I looked at the stars and felt ashamed for seeing them, having eyes like an animal.

and then I woke up!
>> No. 285091
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Second dream in two nights. That's some sort of record for me.

The entire dream felt like a mixture of an animated Batman movie done in the style of the animated series and some generic action movie. The action movie part came first; I don't remember much of it except where Batman was in a gunfight with these guys in a helicopter near a bridge in the middle of a day. At one point Batman punched this old business man in the face.

Later, Batman and Alfred are having an argument in the Batcave. Batman wants to go but Alfred says he won't let him. Then Batman gets in the Batmobile and starts to take off down this long tunnel and he and Alfred have this epic battle where they keep out-planning each other to ridiculous levels. Alfred had this costume on that looked exactly like Rorschach from The Watchmen.

Then, at the climax of the fight, Batman looks ahead and *gasp* there's that old guy from before heading straight for them riding some sort of freaky blue organic trolley! Batman's like, "It was you!" and the old guy's like, "It was always me!" Batman and Alfred jump off before the Batmobile and the trolley collide and the old man morphs into some sort of giant blue-and-pink dragon and they start fighting. The dragon is just about to crush both of them when it stops and tells Batman that he has a business proposition for them. There's this baker in love with this lady chocolate maker and the business man wants Batman to hook them up. So Batman bursts into the chocolate factory or whatever and starts acting like an idiot and tells the lady to do a puppet show with the confectionery treats, specifically requesting that it be "wacky."

Then I woke up.
>> No. 285158
First of all, I promise I'm not making this up to be lolrandum. This is a real dream. I was walking down the road where my friend lives, a place a lot of my dreams are set. It was a glorious day but I wasn't really enjoying it because a tattoo I'd had done on my ass and back of my legs was talking to me. It was complaining that I was covering it up with my trousers, and to punish me it was repeatedly shitting. My trousers were filling up with its oddly dry shit, each about the size of a table tennis ball. My biggest concern was the embarrassment of other people in the street thinking I was the one doing the shitting.

So I started jogging down the road, desperately trying to not spill any of the tattoo's droppings. As I got to the shops on the crossroad, I suddenly remembered I could fly (another common thing in my dreams) and so I flew up onto the roof of one of the buildings, unfortunately spilling some shit nuggets in the process. I then hovered across the road and into the open window of my parents' house (not actually in this location IRL). As I got into their bedroom, I realised it was all a dream and that I didn't have to worry about getting a reputation as a guy who shits all over the place in public.

So, bolstered by this discovery, relieved, I took great armfuls of shit from my trousers and hovered in midair, overlooking the chairs and tables in front of a café. I swooped down over the crowd of patrons, eating their sandwiches and drinking their tea and coffee, and tossed the shit all over the place - far more than I could realistically carry in my arms. It splashed into their tea and landed in their food just as they took a bite of it. Within seconds they were after me, as I flew off down the road with increasing effort, lowering towards the ground. Inevitably I was going to be caught as I slowed, lowered and as they sped up and grew in number. Then I woke up.
>> No. 285205
Somebody just trolled me in my sleep...
>> No. 285469
So, uh, sex dreams don't mean anything right? Because I had an extremely sexy dream about a close friend I'm not attracted to and who is also the same sex, not that there's anything wrong with that.
>> No. 285470
>>285469
Dreams are just dreams, bro.
hahaha psych enjoy your gay
>> No. 285493
>>285469
Dreams are partly just your brain processing things simultaneously that may or may not even be related. Don't read too much into them unless it really really makes sense or strikes a chord. A big gay chord. Maybe a chord progression. Perhaps something like a staggered F A G. You'll know.
>> No. 285546
>>285469
dreams can just be crazy shit, but they can also give you a little insight into your own subconscious personality!

and there ain't nothing wrong with a little bisexual attraction, bro.
>> No. 285561
>>285469
Nah man its cool. I mean I had this one sex dream sometime where this girl with no face and a pretty flat chest violently raped me while I cried, and then the cops showed up while it was happening and she killed herself. And that didn't mean nothin probably.

So yeah you're fine.
>> No. 285623
>>285561
>>285546
>>285493
I ended up telling my pal about it today and we laughed, especially because in my dream I asked, "Isn't your boyfriend coming over?" and she replied, "He'll never know," like we were in some kind of porno. So it's all good. even if I can't stop thinking about how crazy hot it was
>> No. 289251
First dream I had resembling a nightmare in a while.

On the day the Harry Potter movie was going to be released, I planned and announced to have some sort of Dumbledore's Army rally, where we'd break into Hogwarts or something; only problem was that I still hadn't read the last book by the time the day rolled around, and I didn't think I'd have the time to do it, either.

The nightmare part came in when I was watching The Poughkeepsie Tapes and saw an image of the fate of the woman who had been kidnapped by the serial killer--skinned and hung up on the wall, for the lack of a better description. After that, I was sort of in the movie (and sort of not) interviewing said woman before her death, while she was being held hostage. She had blood-stained teeth and smiled as she answered my questions. At the same time, I was in my room and trying to turn on the lights, but all of the bulbs had been burned out. I'm not sure why this part was so scary, there was just a constant feeling of dread when I went outside my room to get some new bulbs.

It was just one of those indescribable "you had to have been there" nightmares.
>> No. 289455
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I had a beer with Simon Pegg, actually 2 beers. He didn't really enjoy his second one, he said it was weak. Then I had an "I Robot" kind of problem with human looking robots trying to take over everything. I only remember the end, where I had to trick a couple of robots to follow me to a console where they got reprogrammed.
>> No. 289519
Had a nap today; dreamed that one of my professors was trying to decapitate me with a sheet of photo paper.
>> No. 289529
>>289519
during a nap the other day, I dreamt that my most feared professor (my adviser!) invited me to a huge party at her place and hugged me a lot. If you can't tell, this was a nightmare.
>> No. 289533
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A few days ago, I had a dream that I walking out the back of my house in my pajamas and slippers. Suddenly, a bird lands on a nearby telephone, a Bali mynah. The bird then starts harassing me in the voice of one of my friends.

Next thing I know, me and my friends are wearing leather jackets and riding Harley-Davidsons to the midnight premiere of the new Harry Potter. Last thing I remember was taking a right onto the street leading to the theater and keeping the mynah safely tucked under my jacket.
>> No. 289568
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>>289533

Sweet dream, and sweet doubles.

I had one where I was lost in the fog in this city. It might have been San Francisco. It might have been Bakersfield. I was going up this hilly street and pulled into the parking lot of a McDonald's. I was looking for someone. Inside was the most horrible sight you'd ever seen. The ceiling was covered with tracks of these...trays. Dripping with grease. Annointing every poor bastard in the place with an unholy chrism. At the time, in my dream's twisted logic, it made it a modicum of sense. It was some automated doohickey, meant to collect and distribute the plastic trays of food, but there was some malfunction in the fryer or some bullshit. Anyway, the place reeked of fry grease. I ducked and dived between the drippings, asking the people inside where the person I was looking for was. Then I was flying through the clouds. Then I woke up.

Yeah, I basically dream acid trips.
>> No. 289602
crazy dream that had some kind of violent take over of a house, the death of a lot of loved ones, and some kind of apocalyptic scenario ended with me having to pass on the sword Anduril to a diminutive person who wasn't a hobbit in order that the person would perform a rite that would help end the horror, all under the watchful eye of Elrond.

I cried upon passing on Anduril. I don't even know how I got that sword. It was modern times. The last owner passed it onto me after all our other commanding officers died. It became my responsibility. I was stressed out but in my dream I cried upon realizing that I was now formally responsible for things I wasn't ready for because better men than me, men that I respected, had died/left.

I think that's the lesson to take away. That last part might be a true story.
>> No. 290322
I had a dream last night that I was eating Gorilla Munch.

Goddammit, /baw/ get outta my head
>> No. 290327
fuck yes we're posting dreams again let me tell you guys this superlong story of my dream, no hold on it was important and meaningful listen

Okay, so I was at the Worlds Longest Garage Sale in fucking kentucky or somewhere, and I found some old bird selling all this whack occult shit, charms and amulets of old bones and precious stone, old leatherbound grimoires, and stuff like ancient scimitars from the old days of the ottoman empire, quetzal-feather capes, basically a ton of really cool old shit and no one else was really there so I asked how much she was selling this stuff for and she was like 'shit, man, just take it all and buy me dinner' and then her grand-daughter or whatever was there, around my age, and I was like how about I take her out with me? and then I guess we were on a date? and the girl could only eat raw vegetables and rare, red meats, so I was just like girl, we're going to a steakhouse.

so we're at the steakhouse and we're cutting our steaks with these gorgeous fucking ceremonial knives, and it was all shadowy and candelit in the steakhouse and I could see these giant shadows of wings coming from the girls back, and I was trippin, and then the walls of the steakhouse (ebony-panelled, it was gorgeous) had these things crawling out of them, shadowpeople or whatever and the girl burst into flames or some bullshit and I drew my magic knife and there was this giant, gory battle between us and the shadowpeople, they would possess the other diners and jump at us. the knives would stab into them and the people would bleed and get ripped open, but then purple would streak up and all over their bodies, and then they'd burst open and explode and black smoke would rise from the gore. then the roof of the steakhouse cracked open, split and shriveled up and bled thick blood down upon us, and I looked up at the sky and saw funnel clouds forming, heard the wind roaring and the rain whipped down at us and I thought shit, all my cool stuff is in the car outside

so there was a tornado and shit got all torn up, there was an earthquake too and I guess I was trying to 1. survive and 2. save every other human in sight and 3. kill all the shadowpeople and then out of the crater of the earth hell started pouring out, but not fire and flames like you'd think but violet lavas, delicate demons of smoke and shadow, and pomegranate-juice rain that burned my skin and tasted bitter, like a burned spice, and I drew my blood and rain-soaked feather-cloak around me and took one last look at the earth, because I knew I was going to die without even having made it with the hot phoenix girl goddamn it
>> No. 290367
Last night I dreamt I bought winter stuff. Sweaters, jackets, heavy coat, caps. Nothing surreal or illogical. Just me buying stuff.

I wish I had a job.
>> No. 290545
Been having recurring dreams of finding PS1 games at GameStop. Feels disappointing, man...
>> No. 290548
Had the most pathetically dorky dream where I was on a date with current vidya gaem crush. Yeah, I know, it's sad, shut up. The point is, everything was sparkles and wonderful until out of fucking nowhere my roommate shows up and ruins everything by telling me she's going to have a party at the apartment. I get pissed at her, we start fighting, and then vidya crush left because he was annoyed at us.

I swear to god, I woke up, sat up, and glared at my roommate while she was sleeping. I was SO PISSED.
>> No. 290561
I had the strangest nightmare a while back.

I was falling through a massive black void. At some point, a few very detailed and very old maps of alien worlds appeared before me and I fell through each one hearing a bizarre scream as I passed through each. Towards the end of the dream I saw intensely warped faces that would have been comedic if not for the way they moved. It was in a disturbing warping and churning way in which they drifted across my contentiousness. I woke up with dream paralysis, which leads me to wonder if the dream might have been lucid at one point.
>> No. 290575
Funny dream I have tonight!
Long story short: I went to a con with some of you and I met both Coela and Doom in a table they have for that event. For some reason, my sister and one of my best friends where with me(odd since I know my sister would get bored quickly in a con) and later I met I guy that called himself "Cristina" and offered me to play Magic.
Then, I woke up.
>> No. 290822
I had a deam last night where I was a mass murderer.
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>> No. 290914
I had a dream I was with a group of space people teaming up with those squiddy robots from the Matrix to fight Team Rocket on an alien planet full of floating rocks. And we could hop cross dimension into a universe where the robots were organic creatures. If we offered them food in the normal dimension and they accepted it, they would switch from their robot bodies to their living bodies.
>> No. 290919
>>290914
Sounds like a reverse Matrix.

Last dream I had, I kept trying to have some alone time so I could masturbate, but people kept showing up, needing something. Needless to say, I woke up horny.
>> No. 291362
I was in a supermarket and a stranger said something about a certain drink. So I went to check it out and it was an alcoholic yogurt in a container that looks like American yoplait but larger. I don't know if you ever do this, but when I'm thirsty in a store, I sometimes open the drink and start drinking before I buy it. So I open this beverage and realise that I'm allergic to alcohol, then I look at the price and it's $5475. So I put the container down and leave the store as if nothing happened to go into the next store, which was like a Rite Aid but with furniture for sale in the back. I went all the way to the back and poke a hole through the dirt wall to let the rebels know that I have weapons and armor for them to use. So they knock the wall down and I give them Lugers and bed mattresses for protection. We all run out shooting the men in riot gear. As I pass the bus stop, I hear a small voice telling me to wait for someone, there's a little girl with an umbrella sitting there. I sit next to her and wait for the bus. As the bus arrives, I feel this strange feeling that feels like it's the Doctor (Dr.Who) but it's not quite the same and out comes McLovin wearing a yellow raincoat. I think he was just another time lord. We leave the bus stop and go up a square spiral where we see aliens coming for us, Covenants, we start a gun fight. As we are pushed back, I pause, change weapons and select a target (like KOTOR). Successful head shot. I pause again, change a disk and I am now racing on a futuristic track (like WipeOut) but there are no ships, we are all flying head first. I'm racing Micheal Jackson and Kobe Bryant. On the third lap Kobe sets something off that throws me off track and I land in front of an old Asian lady cutting meatloaf out of the ground.
>> No. 291363
I dreamt I was a human Starscream, but I was a skater instead.
Also I was gay with Skyfire and we cuddled on a field.

wurt
>> No. 291365
I was living alone as an old man. The rest of my family were all dead from age or too distant to get in touch with. My present consisted of a small, scarcely furnished apartment, a crappy job and little time left. Even the majority of the friends and loved ones I have now were dead.

There's lonely by being apart from your friends, and then there's "most of my old buddies don't exist anymore, and I'll never relate with them again."
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I was the misfit daughter of an upperclass German family in 19th century England. My grandmother was trying to groom me into the next English queen (I was one of several possible heirs) but I just wasn't monarch material. It culminated with a family get together where Grandma shamed me in front of the entire extended family and blamed my mother (her daughter) for raising a failure.

Thanksgiving as usual!
>> No. 291380
>>291363
Ice skates or roller blades?
>> No. 291383
can barely remember my dreams these days


I was drawing something, and it was beautiful. then I was interrupted, and I looked back and no matter how I looked at it again, the drawing was horrible. I knew that it had been the same thing, but it just... wasn't beautiful anymore.
>> No. 291385
>>291380
skateboarding.
>> No. 291392
I had another zombie dream last night, which made it all the more odd when the first thing my lady did when I saw her today was insist it was time to update our zombie apocalypse survival plan (which which we did, at great length and detail). I didn't mention the dream once.
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>>291392
Can you see the future?
>> No. 291464
...I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had...
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