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Post by Speculator on Oct 23, 2011 12:55:08 GMT -5
Yea.. I had one hell of a dream. First it was about an old woman that posed as my grandmother who had really dark eyes took me to some cult meeting. She told me that I had to attend the "purification" ceremony to make sure I was not possessed by an evil spirit. They began the ceremony with some chanting and then I somehow felt myself burning up in flames. My "grandmother" said these exactly lines, "HA! you thought you could hide from us, seventh dwarf!" And then I could almost feel myself being ripped apart.
I woke up and tried to sleep again. This was around 3 am.
Second dream, my mom told me to hide in the house around afternoon because there was a ghost of a woman haunting the place. I was gonna open the front door from the outside when it went dark.. midnight dark. The lights came on again and I reached for the door when I saw the "ghost" in between the door and the ante screen door. I told my mom, "oh shet.. there she is."
And then my last dream consisted of my romantic endeavour of spending my most cherished moments with my girlfriend. Going to Disneyland, sharing ice cream, taking long walks in a park on a sunday afternoon..
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN MY SUBCONCIOUS?!
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Post by Dashe on Nov 9, 2011 10:53:02 GMT -5
Never go into the basement when there are zombies around! Rule #1! I had an average dream about a guy with the same name as Protodude and a blond mullet playing a hockey player in Glee, only the way he pronounced his last name was totally wrong compared to how Protodude pronounces it, so there was this huge bashing article about the guy on Rockman Corner. Nothing to see there.
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Post by Kyle on Nov 9, 2011 13:02:05 GMT -5
I had a pretty weird and sadistic dream last night. It basically involved me falling down the strange love-child of an Escalator and Bowser's endless-staircase from SM64. I TUMBLED FOR HOURS! :03:
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Post by EX on Nov 10, 2011 9:08:21 GMT -5
You won't believe this, I had a dream about being in Zero's bed and there were fan girls taking pictures and writing fan fiction and when I mean me I don't mean X I mean ME me. Traumatised completely. T_T
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Post by Bowen Aero on Nov 11, 2011 5:50:36 GMT -5
Oh sweet mother of mercy... I literally woke up just minutes before writing this...
Okay, so there's magician in a brown leather jacket who performs in a town for three nights...
Day 1, 11:20 PM; Magician is strapped to a table underneath a giant buzzsaw.
Day 2, 2:14 PM; CSI finds a girl, tan skin with orange hair and green eyes, dead in an abandoned acting theater. Cause of death: Box & Saw trick gone horribly wrong. Time of death; 11:50 PM...
Day 2, 10:36 PM; Magician is locked in an iron maiden.
Day 3, 3:24 PM; CSI finds a girl, Chinese-American, in a spiked wooden box out in front of a tricks shop. Cause of death: Skewered. Time of death: 11:15 PM...
Day 3, 11:37 PM; Magician escapes a chained treasure chest in a shark tank while wearing a straint jacket.
Day 4, 12:06 AM; CSI rushes to an abandoned harbor storage house. It contained a German girl with bright blonde hair and blue eyes who drowned to death inside an oversized potato sack that was dumped in a water tank... And the murderer who sat laughing in a metal folding chair...
Day 4, 9:38 AM; Magician is arrested for the murders of Momo Amachi, Nana Koroko, and Rico Shay... He is sentenced to be executed by swords lunged into a wooden box that will hold the magician...
The connection of the victims: All girlfriends of the Magician...
Magician's stage name: Bowen Aero...
[EDIT] Oh, man that was terrifying... I could barely go back to sleep after that... A serious nightmare...
But... What induced it...? I would never do such things, but why did I in my dream...?
What could be eating away at me in the depths of my mind?!
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Post by Rockman Striker on Nov 11, 2011 15:24:17 GMT -5
You are so freak Bowen! ^_^: Not really. Did you dream all that in one night, or in different nights? Because I sometimes have a continuation of a certain nightmare in different nights.
I wish I could remember every dream I have, I barely remember what I dreamed this night! maybe it's because I just sleep for natural needs, and not because I want to dream, it's kind of difficult to explain.
Anyway, I just remember the important dreams or the ones that freak me out most, most of you may not know, but I'm a closet mangaka (that means I like to draw manga stories) I currently have in mind 3 main and different stories for comic (I'm in the climax of the first one) and another 2 or 3 not so interesting, my point is, I dreamed most of this stories, of course, there's always the unconscious part of the brain that makes you dream crazy things, once I awoke I like to separate the reasonable parts and eliminate the impossible ones, and I start designing the story from that point.
Oh, and I've just dreamed something Legends related 2 times (nothing out of the ordinary) in about 5 or 6 years, and another 2 times but that was related to the development of my game "Master System" (Auto-advertising yay!)
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Post by Bowen Aero on Nov 12, 2011 0:22:59 GMT -5
All in the same night, actually. It was horrifying... I heard that one rumor that sugar causes nightmares if being metabolized during sleep, so I should probably lay off the coffee for a while. Still, what nightmare is worse than one where you brutaly murder your lover(s)?
Ugh... I've been hit by a similar nightmare...
This time, I was a medieval executor, and the deaths were from hung in the gallows, tossed into sea while tied to a stone cross, and finally the guillotine.
The worst part was that dream me was enjoying it! I'm not sadistic, especially towards my lovers!
My guess is that these were induced by the whole sugar-nightmare theory. But then that means that I either suffer more of these to come... Or give up on coffee...
{Edit by EC - Merged double post}
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Post by Dashe on Jan 8, 2012 13:38:51 GMT -5
Last night I dreamed that the pope moved in next door to my mom's house to quit his job and become a window washer. When I got there he had a bunch of guys remodeling the house into a church so he'd feel more at home. Then I got to meet Elton John and get his autograph. Unfortunately, I believe it wasn't really him and just a really convincing impersonator, because even though it really looked and sounded like him, he spelled his own name wrong and drew me an anime-styled self-portrait along with it. Of course, if Elton John could draw at all, I'd definitely forgive him for proposing Gnomeo and Juliet at all. And doubly-unfortunately, I woke up after that, so the question of whether or not I had an authentic Elton John autograph in my autograph sketchbook was irrelevant.
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Post by Handlebar-Orion X. on Jan 11, 2012 2:21:19 GMT -5
A few nights back, I had a dream about going to Billy Corgan's new wrestling promotion RESISTANCE_Pro at the Excalibur night club in Chicago. (which I am doing this Friday,) I really liked the place as it was big and fancy, but the stairs triggered my vertigo and claustrophobia. Everywhere I turned there was Billy and two of his people. He was always busy, but was never stodgy around anyone. He never pushed anyone away. Kinda like he is in real life since I've met him before. I was about to sit down, when suddenly, (and quick snaps happen like this alot in my dreams,) I was snapped into my first wrestling match. Wearing a mask, fingerless gloves and a long pant-legged singlet, stuck in a chinlock while quietly talking about what moves to do next with my opponent. It was surreal. And right as I built up the momentum I needed to do said moves, I woke up. That's all I can remember.
My dreams usually involve lots of narrow staircases and catwalks that reach up to 60 feet, wide open rooms that resemble shopping malls and the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago, and long dusty roads old world railroad tracks and mountains between every building. With the mountains resembling N64 and GBA games. Their all reoccurring vague and sometimes they're slightly connected.
EDIT: Last night I had a dream where I finally moved. The house was big and charming, and had a big pine tree outside. And I was having a cell phone conversation with Dashe (which is weird because I don't know her phone number and don't have a cell,) and she was asking me what tree I will be using next Christmas. I told her I'll just use the fake one I already have. Then when I hung up, I got in the back of a very cool looking black sports car and drove to an incredibly huge airport and suddenly it was night. That's all I remember from it, as the rest was a pretty usual staircase dream.
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Post by SketchMan3 on Jan 17, 2012 5:26:35 GMT -5
I dreamed that we had to move back to another state we'd lived in before for some reason, and fortunately we had kept our apartment rented there all these years, and even had beds and clothes and appliances there in case we had to move back.
I just remembered, the reason we had to move was that our other house got flooded, and there were tigers trying to eat us, and we were secret agents who'd had our covers blown.
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Post by Kyle on Jan 17, 2012 8:09:05 GMT -5
My dream last night was... interesting, to say the least. It started off as any other weekday would. I woke up, got ready for school and headed off on my bicycle. About half-way there, the car from Christine started chasing me, but it wasn't driving itself, oh noooo. It was being driven by the Adventure Tour versions of Teisel and Volnutt. Needless to say, they were out for blood and felt that it was appropriate to spew as many Chinese phrases at me as possible. The chase went on for about an hour or so and ended with me taking refuge inside the local library to get away from the bloodthirsty abominations. While trying to find a hiding-spot, I located a strange book with the words 'LOL-CAL-I-SATION' written on the cover. I began to notice that Teisel and Volnutt kept their distance from this book, so I picked it up and threw at the two of 'em. Ever play the Legend of Zelda: Faces of Evil on CD-i? Teisel and Volnutt suffered the game fate as Ganon. (He got sucked into a book, so guess what happened to Teisel and Volnutt.) Afterwards, I woke up in a cold-sweat. Anyhoo, I have a fairly good idea why I had this dream and hopefully, I'll never have to repeat the experience again.
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Post by Bowen Aero on Feb 12, 2012 11:51:03 GMT -5
The following dream was so epic I decided to go over many details.
Okay, so apparently in this dream I'm the prince of the British vampire kingdom, but suddenly the Transylvanian vampire kindom raids and takes over my towering castle claiming that "Only the pureblood lineage deserves to rule". At the time, I did not know what that meant, but I couldn't let that stand. So I confronted the Transylvanian kingdom by ascending my own castle floor by floor. Why not fly to the top? 'Cause there's a massive aerial war between the two kingdoms on the outside. Inside my castle, there was a series of challenging floors such as running through hallways with living suits of armor, gathering multiple hidden keys to a single door, and the classic library maze. By floor 14, the dining hall, I had to fight a vampire Glyde who betrayed my kingdom for power. Interesting thing was that he fought with two blue spiked chakrams and dominion over ice. Sound familiar to anyone? After defeating him with forks, the remainder of the castle was a battle against stone warriors as I ascended a spiral staircase to the top. There in my throne was the Transylvanian vampire king, who looked like Xemnas "King" form. He was a true ruler of darkness, manipulating black magics in the battle. There he was, with his foot on my back, talking about how "The Impure are not allowed to rule by any means whatsoever". What this meant was that my lost mother was human when I was born, thus I was not a trueblood vampire. Despite this, my pride in my kingdom and lineage lead me to fight back against the Transylvanian king with what was left of my strength. The last moments in the dream was me falling to the ground with my wings brutaly ripped off my back longside the rest of my kingdom.
So, comments?
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Post by Dashe on Mar 3, 2012 11:59:23 GMT -5
I had a weird nightmare about some vandals breaking into my house, messing up my bedroom and littering it with dead bird carcasses. The carcasses weren't the problem so much as the room not being neat anymore, which is a pretty weird priority to have when your room has a ton of dead birds in it.
I decided to go to Barnes and Noble to investigate the matter more thoroughly and found out the perpetrators were four boys of Hispanic descent between the ages of 12 and 15. They were acting on behalf of the local Latin Club. Ancient-history Latin, not Latino. And they were also being persnickety jackassy vandals. So I arrested them because, evidently, I was a cop and didn't realize it until just then.
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Post by rivers on Mar 7, 2012 0:14:05 GMT -5
I'm back from my almost six months absence. Anyway...
I had a particularly depressing dream last night. It was about this girl I like who is dating one of my best friends. Needless to say, I wasn't too jolly when I woke up.
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Post by Mikéy on Mar 15, 2012 23:29:54 GMT -5
I had a rather odd dream where I had supposedly sung a skit of a song completely off key, and (later?) was somehow expecting a video of it to appear on a nearby projector for a whole audience to see, but instead of my rancid singing, there was a fight sequence between Trigger and Juno that looked like a very convincing spoof of a standard fight in Tatsunoko vs Capcom, even though Juno's not even supposed to be a playable character!
So, the dream went from cringing embarassment straight into bliss. Not often that happens for me. :12:
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