Post by Captain Amadeus (Legendary Em) on Jul 17, 2009 9:55:31 GMT -5
Okay, I have just had what has the be the most messed up dream in the history of dreamland. I just woke up about ten minutes ago (from when I wrote this), and it is fresh in my mind. Here goes:
The earliest point I remember in the dream is being in a hotel room full with my parents and a bunch of aunts. There was a very cut little dog there, and it was actually able to say my name; “Mitch!” it squealed in it’s puppy dog voice. Naturally, MY dog couldn’t stand this and tried to kill this talking dog. I my dog got spanked or something after that.
“Leaving The End Open” by Hardline began to play, and I noticed there were miniature toy robots called “Z-Bots” in a drawer that I used to collect. I considered stealing a few for my collection, but then someone called my name. Leaving the cabinet, I almost fell on top of one of my aunts. /When I made it back to the hotel living room, everything changed.
While the first scene of this dream took place in the first person, the second half was as if I was watching t.v. As one of the earlier moments, I don’t remember as much about it. But there was a horrible monster in the room, and Zim and Dib were there. From this point on, anytime Dib appeared I would become him. The giant hamster monster with one extra large eye crashed through the front of the clock tower, and me (as Dib) followed onto the flaming British city down below.
The next scene was a top-down hack and slash game. I rode on a black horse, slashing at all the enemies around me. At some point, a boss battle against the hamster began and the creature changed forms numerous times. So did I, and my horse/spaceship turned into a plantlike thing and stabbed at the boss with needles at one point. In the end, the evil beast gets away, and I was back to fighting on the ground.
Now for the gruesome part. Going back into the first person, I was down on the flaming battlefield that I had been on before. No longer with the aid of a horse, I was forced to kill the soldiers that came after me with only my sword. It was quite gruesome, and I remember feeling sick at this point in the dream.
Eventually, a mustachioed man, who I knew was a homosexual for some unexplainable reason, and a group of different aged kids came up to me. They asked me if I would escape with them, because mustache man was going to help. I agreed to join up with them, and mustache man held open a gate that let us leave the city. Mustache man couldn’t come with us, because “he was too deep into the system,” or so the eldest of the group explained.
Freedom! Me and the kids found ourselves in a mostly barren landscape, with a forest to the north and a source of water to the right. I headed for the forest, but soon noticed that everyone else was going to the water. It turned out to be a beach, and we all swam for awhile for no particular reason. When I swam close to one of the younger kids, a flashback sequence began that I don’t really remember.
Interlude time! It turns out I had been watching T.V. in my room the entire time. My mother comes in to ask me what Chinese food I wanted. I consider asking her to watch this awesome tv show with me, but instead I just eat my food. Once my mother has left, the T.V. comes back on.
I’m still at the beach, except now it is nighttime. The kids are no longer there in the bleachers that have been set up. My mother is, however, and she tells me that we need to escape as quickly as possible. I don’t have a car, I tell her.
Cue driving a black car recklessly over what appear to be New York streets. I hit a ton of things on the road, but never tipped the car over. Soon, police cars gave chase and I tried to get away from them. I turned the car into a subway entrance and the car just sort of disappeared. On foot, my mother and I made our way into the subway. I knocked out, possibly killed, an old man so I could get past him, and then we went through a mostly disguised door into a very smaller corridor. The police soon found the door, and we became surrounded.
No, I was not going to let it go down like this. I realized that I had the power to control time and space, and used my mental abilities to transport myself back in time to the beginning of the beach scene. It worked. Can you say God Mod For The Win?
After the swimming scene ended again, it was back into the bleachers at night. It was still just my mother and I, but this time I advised her that we don’t try stealing another car. Instead, I told her I had another idea and ran off with her following me. I ended up passing through a door that led into the storage room of Wal-Mart, and from there we made our way into the store itself.
More cops surrounded us, but this time I was sure they couldn’t pin anything on us. One of the cops, the one holding me, was the typical ‘bad cop’ and threatened me. I countered with increasingly snarky comments that I SO wish I still remembered. Another cop, one with blonde hair, alternately laughed at what I said or shook his head.
Things were certainly looking grim, but an unlikely ally was soon about to appear: ADAM SANDLER. He got the cops to leave, and then said he would take my mother, father, and I to his mansion/hotel; according to Sandler, I was his “best friend”. Walking through the hallway, there were some ice cream coated cherries on display. I took and ate two of them.
We were lead into a hotel room, the same room that the aunts had been in at the beginning of the dream. Hardline was no longer playing, unfortunately. Sandler, my father and I stood in the room, and my mother soon entered with a really nice dog she had found.
This is were things get blurry, and extremely strange. Adam Sandler adopted an evil voice, and started to morph my parents bodies. Cue Invader Zim animation; my dad was turned into some kind of human fly, and my mother constantly changed into a variety of mutants. Sandler himself turned into the giant hamster demon, and I as Dib somehow knew that this was exactly what was going to happen. My parents didn’t understand how I knew this, and neither did the demon. Hamster Sandler Demon crashed through the front of the clock tower. I followed.
Things have come full circle, right? My dreams do that a lot. But one more scene happened. I was sitting in a bright red movie theater with my father, watching the credits to the dream I had just ‘watched’ scroll down the screen while the song “Spin Me Right Round Baby” played. My dad asked what I liked about the movie; remembering Hardline, I told him I liked the soundtrack.
That’s when I notice that my stalker is in the audience; a girl from my high school that just would take no for an answer. I was eating a blue ice-pop, trying to avoid looking at her, but she just kept staring at me and smiling…
That’s when my cell phone alarm rang and I FINALLY woke up. Thank God.
Some people believe we have dreams for a reason. Bull crap. However, things we do in the day obviously have an impact on our nocturnal thoughts. For instance, I had been watching a lot of Invader Zim lately, and I had eaten Chinese for dinner on the day of my dream. In fact, that Chinese food could be the impetus for the whole crazy thing. Also, the last commercial I’d seen before going to be was for “Funny People”, a movie starring Adam Sandler.
Well, that’s my dream, in all it’s strangely awesome glory. Questions, comments, strange dreams of your own… post ‘em here in this topic.
Final Note: PLEASE tell me I’m not the only person who remembers Z-Bots. I love those little guys, and still have an impressive collection of them.
The earliest point I remember in the dream is being in a hotel room full with my parents and a bunch of aunts. There was a very cut little dog there, and it was actually able to say my name; “Mitch!” it squealed in it’s puppy dog voice. Naturally, MY dog couldn’t stand this and tried to kill this talking dog. I my dog got spanked or something after that.
“Leaving The End Open” by Hardline began to play, and I noticed there were miniature toy robots called “Z-Bots” in a drawer that I used to collect. I considered stealing a few for my collection, but then someone called my name. Leaving the cabinet, I almost fell on top of one of my aunts. /When I made it back to the hotel living room, everything changed.
While the first scene of this dream took place in the first person, the second half was as if I was watching t.v. As one of the earlier moments, I don’t remember as much about it. But there was a horrible monster in the room, and Zim and Dib were there. From this point on, anytime Dib appeared I would become him. The giant hamster monster with one extra large eye crashed through the front of the clock tower, and me (as Dib) followed onto the flaming British city down below.
The next scene was a top-down hack and slash game. I rode on a black horse, slashing at all the enemies around me. At some point, a boss battle against the hamster began and the creature changed forms numerous times. So did I, and my horse/spaceship turned into a plantlike thing and stabbed at the boss with needles at one point. In the end, the evil beast gets away, and I was back to fighting on the ground.
Now for the gruesome part. Going back into the first person, I was down on the flaming battlefield that I had been on before. No longer with the aid of a horse, I was forced to kill the soldiers that came after me with only my sword. It was quite gruesome, and I remember feeling sick at this point in the dream.
Eventually, a mustachioed man, who I knew was a homosexual for some unexplainable reason, and a group of different aged kids came up to me. They asked me if I would escape with them, because mustache man was going to help. I agreed to join up with them, and mustache man held open a gate that let us leave the city. Mustache man couldn’t come with us, because “he was too deep into the system,” or so the eldest of the group explained.
Freedom! Me and the kids found ourselves in a mostly barren landscape, with a forest to the north and a source of water to the right. I headed for the forest, but soon noticed that everyone else was going to the water. It turned out to be a beach, and we all swam for awhile for no particular reason. When I swam close to one of the younger kids, a flashback sequence began that I don’t really remember.
Interlude time! It turns out I had been watching T.V. in my room the entire time. My mother comes in to ask me what Chinese food I wanted. I consider asking her to watch this awesome tv show with me, but instead I just eat my food. Once my mother has left, the T.V. comes back on.
I’m still at the beach, except now it is nighttime. The kids are no longer there in the bleachers that have been set up. My mother is, however, and she tells me that we need to escape as quickly as possible. I don’t have a car, I tell her.
Cue driving a black car recklessly over what appear to be New York streets. I hit a ton of things on the road, but never tipped the car over. Soon, police cars gave chase and I tried to get away from them. I turned the car into a subway entrance and the car just sort of disappeared. On foot, my mother and I made our way into the subway. I knocked out, possibly killed, an old man so I could get past him, and then we went through a mostly disguised door into a very smaller corridor. The police soon found the door, and we became surrounded.
No, I was not going to let it go down like this. I realized that I had the power to control time and space, and used my mental abilities to transport myself back in time to the beginning of the beach scene. It worked. Can you say God Mod For The Win?
After the swimming scene ended again, it was back into the bleachers at night. It was still just my mother and I, but this time I advised her that we don’t try stealing another car. Instead, I told her I had another idea and ran off with her following me. I ended up passing through a door that led into the storage room of Wal-Mart, and from there we made our way into the store itself.
More cops surrounded us, but this time I was sure they couldn’t pin anything on us. One of the cops, the one holding me, was the typical ‘bad cop’ and threatened me. I countered with increasingly snarky comments that I SO wish I still remembered. Another cop, one with blonde hair, alternately laughed at what I said or shook his head.
Things were certainly looking grim, but an unlikely ally was soon about to appear: ADAM SANDLER. He got the cops to leave, and then said he would take my mother, father, and I to his mansion/hotel; according to Sandler, I was his “best friend”. Walking through the hallway, there were some ice cream coated cherries on display. I took and ate two of them.
We were lead into a hotel room, the same room that the aunts had been in at the beginning of the dream. Hardline was no longer playing, unfortunately. Sandler, my father and I stood in the room, and my mother soon entered with a really nice dog she had found.
This is were things get blurry, and extremely strange. Adam Sandler adopted an evil voice, and started to morph my parents bodies. Cue Invader Zim animation; my dad was turned into some kind of human fly, and my mother constantly changed into a variety of mutants. Sandler himself turned into the giant hamster demon, and I as Dib somehow knew that this was exactly what was going to happen. My parents didn’t understand how I knew this, and neither did the demon. Hamster Sandler Demon crashed through the front of the clock tower. I followed.
Things have come full circle, right? My dreams do that a lot. But one more scene happened. I was sitting in a bright red movie theater with my father, watching the credits to the dream I had just ‘watched’ scroll down the screen while the song “Spin Me Right Round Baby” played. My dad asked what I liked about the movie; remembering Hardline, I told him I liked the soundtrack.
That’s when I notice that my stalker is in the audience; a girl from my high school that just would take no for an answer. I was eating a blue ice-pop, trying to avoid looking at her, but she just kept staring at me and smiling…
That’s when my cell phone alarm rang and I FINALLY woke up. Thank God.
Some people believe we have dreams for a reason. Bull crap. However, things we do in the day obviously have an impact on our nocturnal thoughts. For instance, I had been watching a lot of Invader Zim lately, and I had eaten Chinese for dinner on the day of my dream. In fact, that Chinese food could be the impetus for the whole crazy thing. Also, the last commercial I’d seen before going to be was for “Funny People”, a movie starring Adam Sandler.
Well, that’s my dream, in all it’s strangely awesome glory. Questions, comments, strange dreams of your own… post ‘em here in this topic.
Final Note: PLEASE tell me I’m not the only person who remembers Z-Bots. I love those little guys, and still have an impressive collection of them.
Simply amazing.
Or maybe it's just plain odd. I dunno. But to me, it sounds great, mostly because I LOVE randomness. 
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