redisreddish's mess of dreams is still messy

I'm in my house, along with a small crowd of people. They're all there because the doctor (11th doctor) is doing something. He's pacing back and forth and talking to himself. A bunch of girls keep trying to flirt with him, and he's getting visibly annoyed. He walks into the kitchen and comes back out with a Pop Tart, but after one bite he just looks at it strangely, hands it to me and continues pacing. All of the people clear out after a while, leaving just me, my dad, and the doctor. The doctor starts searching for something and my dad begins to talk to him. I can't remember any of what he said except the last part.

"So, ah... You should take Taylor (that's me ) with you."

The doctor drops whatever he was doing and spins to face my dad. "What!? I don't think you realize exactly what I do. I travel the universe. I cross time and space and different dimensions. Every day--EVERY DAY is dangerous, and anyone around me could die. Or worse. And you want me to take your daughter with me!?" Without waiting for a response, he steps over to where I'm sitting and leans down so we're face to face. "Do you want to come with me?" he asks quietly.

"Yes," I answer immediately. Even though I'm excited beyond aything, the word comes out as barely more than a whisper.

The doctor just stares for a few moments, his eyes drilling into mine like he' reading my life's story. Suddenly, he snaps back up to a standing position, looking like he's figured something out. "One year," he murmurs to himself, gazing off into space. Then his eyes find mine again. "One year, and I'll come back for you."

"Okay," I nod, happy to wait any length of time for the chance to go with him.

The doctor grins. "See you then."

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This dream was short. I was driving a van, but the brakes stopped working so I got out and started walking around the town I was in. I kept seeing the doctor from the corner of my eye. Every time I looked at him, he disappeared. I wondered if the year was up and it was time for me to go with him.

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I'm in some building when a wolf runs in. His fur is long, glossy, mixed black and brown. He looks at me, barks, turns in a circle, then waits, moving his front paws up and down impatiently. People are staring and both of us.

"I'll follow you," I say to the wolf. Immediately he takes off through the door, and I run after him. We go down a winding road filled with random people. Every so often the wolf stops and picks out someone, and they join us. Eventually there's about ten of us standing in a circle. Then out of nowhere, Barnabas Collins (Johnny Depp) walks up and stands next to me. He places his hand on my shoulder and a warm feeling starts to spread through me. My eyes close, and I feel my body go limp. Barnabus catches me as I collapse... And then I'm asleep.

It's the most beautiful sensation. Like pure happiness is flowing through me. It's warm, and soft, completely fills me on the inside and feels like being wrapped in a blanket of comfort and contentedness on the outside. Slowly, I wake up. (In the dream.) I'm lying in a large four-poster bed, on top of bright red sheets. The wonderful, fuzzy sensation starts to diminish in intensity, but I'm still extremely happy for no reason. I look over and see Barnabas standing at the side of the bed.

"You do not have much left," he says. "If I take any more, you will die." I realized he's talking about my blood. I've just been attacked by a vampire... and I find myself not really caring. He didn't kill me, so it's all good. And the bed is so comfy... Barnabas starts talking again, and the dream ends.

This one was lucid, but I didn't accomplish anything. -_-

I think it started with me and a group of people standing in a parking lot, and Optimus Prime appeared and told us he needed people to help him fight evil. He handed each of us a mask, and when we put our masks on they turned into a full Power Ranger uniform. I was green. Optimus told us all our names (Glitter, for me ) and informed everyone that there were aliens in a nearby city. We were supposed to fly there... But I couln't get off the ground. Of course. So I grabbed hold of Optimus when he took off and rode all the way to our destination.

We landed in a mall. There were large dinasaur-humanoid creatures rampaging around. People were screaming and running everywhere, and the other Power Rangers quickly went to work beating them up. I, however, had no idea what to do. One of the aliens spotted me and started to charge. I ran, but he was catching up. I made a feeble attempt at flying and landed flat on my face. The alien actually stopped and laughed at me, along with most of the people who had seen my fail.

I gave up on the alien fighting and headed into the main part of the mall. People pointed at me and whispered things along the lines of, "There's that Power Ranger who can't even fly. What a loser." I just tried to find an interesting store. My friend Wesley came in after a minute or two and started following me, and I lost lucidity while trying to lose him.

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Just a fragment. I was in some kind of house or half-outdoor setting. The whole place was overrun with weeping angels from Dr. Who and Inferi (basically the Harry Potter version of zombies). I had a sledgehammer and was trying to destroy the angels and keep away the Inferi at the same time. That was pretty much the entire dream. At one point towards the end, though, I think I was explaining what weeping angels were to someone. There happened to be several of them surrounding us at the time.

"You can't blink," I told her. "Every time you blink they come closer. When they're far away they look like this--" I put my hands up in the weeping pose-- "But when get up to you they look like this." I tried to imitate the hands-clawed-teeth-bared stance. As I was doing that, I noticed an angel behind me doing the thing I was trying to imitate. I pushed it away and said, "Back off, I can do it myself."

Spoiler for Don't blink:

I think I've been playing that game too much.

I was walking in my basement with a group of three or four people. There was one doorway to our left, covered by a huge spiderweb. After just looking around for a minute or two, the people I was with suddenly informed me that we were being chased, and that we needed to get away as quickly as possible. I grabbed a broom and knocked the web out of the way, and we ran through the door. We came into a random basement room that doesn't exist IRL, then ran through another door into another nonexistant room. It was large, with a shiny wood floor almost completely covered in green foam. There were bits of metal and wood and broken glass all over. A glass sliding door was set into the wall to our right.

In the middle of the room, a portal like the ones in Twilight Princess was spinning around.

A shadowy version of Link came out, along with several twilight-realm-ish Pokemon. The group of people I had been with was gone, and I was now dressed like Link, holding a sword. I got sucked into the portal on accident once, then spat back out, and I think the dream ended soon after that.

~I was sitting in a floral-patterned armchair in my grandma's attic, which she had apparently just remodeled. It looked like a living room and a kitchen had a baby--there was a counter and cabinetry all along one wall and wrapping around a corner, but there was a couch, the chair I was seated in, and a coffee table also there. I was holding a red box of cereal, looking at a comic book that came with it. Two cats started climbing on me and I suddenly received a text on the back of the ceral box. Somehow I replyed to it (there weren't keys or anything on the box), but then realized that the texts cost money. I set the box down, moved the cats, and left the attic.

~My friend Hannah was preparing to get a tattoo. I think it was Mickey Mouse with his little wizard hat on. Apparently the proceedure for getting a tattoo in this dream was a bit different than IRL. She layed a picture of what she wanted on her arm, then took out a small knife. She started cutting little holes in her skin all around the picture. I was FREAKING OUT, but she assured me that everything was perfectly fine. There was no blood at all when she finished cutting the holes. It almost looked like she had stitched the picture down, but I kind of think that's what the holes were for--pre-cut spots for the needle to go when she did stich on her tattoo. *shudder* Oh, that made me squirm.

~A few kids from school and myself were babysitting a bunch of little kids. We played hide and seek with them, and then let them take naps. They were all dressed like Pillow Pets.

I'm just going to copy some notes, straight out of my written journal. So some of them might sound a little strange.
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~Go to some country to give toys to kids, we show a girl a balloon, a car, and a helicopter.

~At a weird camp where little goblins can take you.

~Fish fight

~Ice cubes covered in chocolate

~I'm in a play, pretty big role. I have a speech part and it sounds stupid, can't figure out how I should say it.

~In the filming of Harry Potter! One line, but still... It's in Russia, I want to talk to someone. Two brothers are spraying each other with a garden hose, so I talk to them and they ask me if I like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or waffles with ketchup.

~Found Kenny Chesney, he's eating some ice cream, I talk to him.

~Fighing zombies as Link with the weapons from Twilight Princess

~Grandma on the phone with a girl telling her where to drive and keeping her from falling asleep

~Looking at miniature typewriters, there's a pretty blue one

~One of those dreams with a huge storyline I forget as soon as I wake up. I was a vampire, Louis and Lestat were there, and Gabe from Good Luck Charlie. Apparently the movie (Interview With the Vampire) is playing out and since I know what happens I tell Gabe I'm from the future.

I'm keeping a written dream journal. Unfortunately, I don't have it on hand, so the only thing I remember about the dream is a huge pit of giant gummy bears. I jumped in, nibbled on one's ear, and then admired the pretty colors. I might have been on the brink of lucidity.

Okay, so I kind of gave up on DV for a while there. But now I can get on the internet more often, so I should be back on regularly, yay. I forgot how much I love this place. Time to get this DJ back on track!

I've gotten back into the habit of writing my dreams down as soon as I wake up, and my recall has improved... Yay.

Okay. I was standing at the edge of a field surrounded by a forest. There was a girl I've never seen before several feet to my right using a shovel to dig small holes all around the perimeter of the field. She had long, wavy, dark brown hair, and... Maybe freckles? Maybe. Regardless, I walked over to her and asked if I could help. She said sure, and handed me a shovel. (Never found out why she was digging those holes.) As we worked, she told my she was from DV.

"Oh, really? That's cool," I said. Never even crossed my mind to RC. After a minute or so, I accidentally flung some dirt in her direction. She seemed irritated, but didn't say anything. Then I did it again.

"Watch what you're doing, stupid! Jeez!" She threw her shovel down and brushed off her clothes. I just ran away, figuring that I would only get in the way even more if I stuck around. "Hey... Hey, wait!" the girl called.

I was running along the edge of the field. To my right, along the trees, big photographs floated every few feet. They were black and white, with splashes of color. I passed right next to one on my way into the forest. For some reason, I ran my hand along its surface. It rippled like water, and the color came off on my hand. I wiped it on my hair and ducked under some branches to hide behind a cluster of trees. The girl stopped by the photograph I had touched and looked around.

The color suddenly started draining from everything around me I knew the color in my hair was standing out. The girl spotted me and started walking in my direction, but I took off again. Then, just as quickly as the color had faded, it rushed back. The sky turned a ridiculously bright shade of blue, the little plants growing in the field became a very deep green, even the black soil intensified in color. Photos were floating all around in full color, and I started to run in slow motion. Fluffy white clouds drifted down to my level. Random objects appeared in the air--teacups and picture frames and letters (letters like ABC), all sorts of things. I jumped, and went up at least ten feet. For a few seconds I hovered there, surrouned by all the stuff, and then I began to fall back down. I landed in a sitting position, a little dazed. Everything was really surreal, and, well, dreamlike.

"Hey," the girl panted, catching up to me. "I'm sorry I yelled at you."

I just looked at her. Then I looked at myself and saw that I was wearing a flowery dress. I said something about wanting to hug the sky.

Then we were in a room. I don't know how to describe it any better than that--we were in the field, then we were in a room. There was also a guy with us. He was tall, with short brown hair. He and the girl (she told my her name at some point, but I forget what is was. Seems like it started with an A, or had an A in it) told my to sit down and watch, and they would show me some stuff. Suddenly they were wearing beautiful costumes--white, with swirling green vines and leaves. They danced, ballet-style. After that was over, their clothes changed again. This time, the girl was wearing a flowy red and black dress, and the guy was wearing a loose red shirt and black pants. The dance they did then was more charged than the previous one--it almost had a dangerous kind of edge. They finished that dance and then a random boy came in and tried to play a piano, but he was pretty bad.

~Had one of those dreams that make you facepalm once you wake up. I was in a room with a waterbed, so I got on the bed and laid down, thinking maybe I could fall asleep and have a lucid dream. Didn't even RC. It felt amazing, though. I closed my eyes and imagined floating in the ocean, and it was the most relaxing, soothing feeling.

~I was in some kind of restaurant, looking at a display case full of all their desserts. One of the employees came up next to me and pointed at a chocolate bar in the case.

"If you eat that, you get a special prize," he said. I told him okay, and he took the chocolate out and handed it to me. After I took a bite he informed me that it was filled with hot sauce, mashed peppers, and ranch, but it tasted fine so I kept eating it. After I finished, another employee walked in with a HUGE piece of cheesecake.

"This is your prize," he told me, dropping it into a shopping cart that had suddenly showed up. Then he grabbed a doughnut from the display case. It was pink, with chocolate frosing. It looked yummy. He started to hand it to me, but then said, "Oh, wait. This has cotton in it--are you a Christian?" Apparently if you were a Christian you couldn't eat cotton. "Ah, nevermind. Just eat it." He gave me the doughnut but then the dream ended.

~Just a fragment, I was in a very dirty, flooded place with sad looking stuffed animals floating around.

~I was walking around in my yard when a very large, reddish-brown dog came up to me. He was probably about five foot three from the ground to his shoulder. "Hey, I want you to look in the newspaper for me," he said. I couldn't tell if he was nice but a bit creepy, or if he was about to eat my face off. I tried to walk away but he kept up with me, his nose touching my face.

"Yeah, I can look," I told him.

"Look in the newspaper for a dog." He licked my face and loped away. He was scary.

~In what looks like a castle courtyard. There are Pokeballs laying everywhere, and armored guards trying to chop my head off. I pick up every Pokeball I pass and open it. Pokemon pop out all over the place, attacking the guards, until finally all the guards are knocked out. Then I just pick up Pokeballs to see what's inside.

"No, no!" A little boy runs up, looking terrified. "Don't take that one!"

I look at the Pokeball I was about to pick up. "Why?"

"It's my Jigglypuff. I hid it here so they wouldn't steal it."

"Oh. Okay." I leave the Pokeball and continue walking.

~I'm running from a killer with Joe Pesci and Marisa Tomei. We're hiding out in a random house, talking about how we think we lost him. I see a white van pull in the driveway.

"Oh no, I think that's him," I say, pointing at the van. Joe and Marisa drop to the floor like they're expecting gunfire, but I figure the killer is just going to walk in, so I run upstairs. Somehow I just end up downstairs again, though. The killer is in the house and "he" is actually Elizabeth Gilles. She raises a gun and points it at Joe.

"It's time to stop running," she smiles.

Joe rolls his eyes. "Ah, screw it," he says, raising his hands in defeat. Elizabeth shoots him four times and he drops to the floor. Marisa has completely lost it and is screaming her head off in the corner. Elizabeth shoots her, too. I run into a different room. The house is now flooded with several feet of water. I dive under and pretend to be dead so Elizabeth doesn't shoot me. Eventually she catches me coming up for air.

"Hm..." she says, running a finger along the barrel of the gun. I wait for her to hold it up and kill me, but she doesn't. Instead, she puts it away and tells me to go get her some cookies. I hurriedly run to find a pantry or some other place where there would be cookies, and find my friend Gabi moving around containers in a fridge. I run up to her and we're both terrified, wondering when we're going to die.

~I'm exploring some sort of huge abandoned house that also resembles a shipwreck. A man in a tan trenchcoat walks in and offers to give me a tour, but I decline, saying I already know where everything is.

Pretty much a lucid fail. I walked through a door and it led to a beach covered with pedastals. On each pedastal was a plate of fish and some french fries... But each plate of food was cooked in a different way. I was wondering why on earth I was dreaming of that when my friend Gabi came in and told me I needed to wake up. I did.

Dreamed I was at school, walking down the sidewalk between the middle school and high school. I tripped and dropped all my stuff as the group of 'popular' guys was going by. They laughed and one of them, Hunter, stepped on my notebook. I tried to pull it out from under his foot and a few pages ripped out. He started saying something stupid but I ignored him like usual and walked away.

When I got to class, all the seats were filled but one... right next to Hunter. I sat down and looked at the book in front of me. Everyone else had some type of actual textbook, but the subjects were all different. I had a really ripped up copy of what appeared to be a manga adaption of Die Hard With a Vengeance. A note inside the front cover said to find and highlight ten stick figures in the book. I started to, but Hunter kept 'accidentally' pushing my arm so the highlighter would leave a big line across the whole page.

"Oops, my arm slipped," he said after about the third time. I got really ticked off and took a dark blue marker. I waited until he wasn't paying attention and then whipped my hand out and left a blue streak across his face. He looked really surprised and then tried to grab the marker out of my hand. We fought over it for a minute or two, getting marker everywhere, before I just bit his hand. He let go and ran out of the room.

Just remembered this dream, which I had a few nights ago.

I was sitting on a bed in someone's room, listening to their mom go on and on about some pet duck that had flown away recently. She pulled out a little yellow book and started reading a poem that her daughter had apparently written about the incident. Partway through, a boy who I knew was her son walked in. He had short black hair and was dressed all in black, with a kind of annoyed expression on his face. After his mom "finished" the poem (there was still a bit left on another page, but she didn't seem to notice), she stood up.

"Dinner will be ready soon," she said, and went downstairs.

"Get out," the boy told me as soon as she was gone. I was about to do just that, but three dogs ran in at that moment. They were all wolf-ish, with dark fur in shades of black, brown, and gray. I reached my hand out slowly towards one of them. It growled at first, but I persisted and eventually it sniffed my hand cautiously and let me pet it. The other two immediately started trying to get me to pet them instead. When I looked up at the boy again, he seemed a little surprised.

"I love dogs," I said, and continued to say something along the lines of how dogs were intelligent and loyal and frequently better than humans and such.

They boy smiled. Somehow I could tell that he didn't associate with people much, that the dogs were his only friends and family. The fact that they liked me convinced him that I was an okay person.

"Dinner!" his mom shouted from downstairs. The dogs' moods instantly appeared to plummet at the sound of the woman's voice. They slinked out the door and the boy led me downstairs after them. I don't remember going through any of the house, but we ended up in a garage, where his mother was sitting in a red convertible. Apparently "dinner is ready" meant "time to go get dinner." He didn't get in the car, though. His mom started yelling at him, stuff like 'hurry up' and 'the food's going to get cold while you mess around' and 'why can't you ever do as you're told.'

The boy just stared at her. After about ten seconds, he said, "Follow me." We left the garage, and again, I don't remember anything in between, but then we were out behind my school. All the normal baseball and football fields from real life were there, but rearranged.

"Can I show you something?" the boy asked.

"Of course," I said. He took my hand and we started running towards a forest that wasn't there in real life. Once we entered the trees, I looked at him. The only way I can really explain how he looked is like when Howl turns into the bird thingy in Howl's Moving Castle, only like a wolf instead of a bird. So if you've seen that movie, you know what I'm talking about. He still stood on two legs and had a humanish figure, but he was covered in black fur (except his face) and had paws and other wolf features. We ran deeper into the forest. The boy's dogs and a few wolves ran with us as it started getting dark. Eventually we stopped in a tiny clearing, where the boy--back to human form--lit a fire. We sat around it, along with the dogs and wolves, and I asked the boy if we could stay in the forest.

He laughed. "Definitely."

One of the wolves began howling, and the others joined in. The boy and I howled as well. Then I was looking at the scene from above, and I could see the sound floating up through the trees. It was a dark, pastel shade of blue that sparkled and drifted up like a cloud of smoke.

Then I woke up.

On Christmas, I had a dream that I got an owl. It was a beautiful owl, with dark brown feathers speckled with black, and the little tufty feathers that look like horns. But he could talk. He was perched on my arm, and I mentioned something about giving him a name.

"My name is Metal Claws," he told me loudly.

"Metal Claws?" I asked. "Um... Okay, that's an idea... What about--"

"My name is METAL CLAWS." He stuck one of his feet in my face to emphasize. It was indeed covered in some kind of silver armor.

"Okay, okay. Metal Claws." We got along well after that, and I felt pretty freakin' cool walking around with an owl on my arm. Funny thing, after I woke up and all the family had gathered at the house, I opened one of my presents and it was a hat that looked like an owl. Same color and everything. It was all knitted and soft and had little fluff balls on the ear flaps, but I named it Metal Claws, regardless.

Then an odd dream about Taylor Swift coming to my school to audition people for a musical. She put on random songs and listened to everyone sing... I didn't know any of the songs.

No school, no school, yay. I had two lucids, but both were pretty pathetic--one spiraled out of control and I woke up as soon as the other started. Don't have them or any other dreams with me now and I won't be able to get on until next week, I think. So.... yes.

I don't know exactly how this one started, but I think it was with a little boy stealing something from a house and running away with it. It was some kind of small metal box with orange corners, and when he opened it a swarm of... pixels came out? That's what they looked like--thousands and thousands of little silver pixels. They started destroying everything in sight. It was like they consumed the space itself, leaving a black void. The boy ran away and the pixels went on eating up the landscape.

Then the scene switched to me, my mom, and my two little sisters in the middle of a big city. Some of the buildings were already half gone. People were running everywhere, but most of them weren't fast enough to get away from the swarm of little squares and they were also consumed. Apparently there were some places scattered around the city where the pixels couldn't go, however, so everyone was trying to find those safe havens to hide in. Somehow I knew where one was. We headed out through the streets, avoiding the pixel swarms and looking for a sewer grate, which I knew would lead to one of the safe places. We found one and I jumped down into it. It looked more like a dungeon than a sewer inside.

"Stay here, I'll find the way," I told my mom and sisters. They hid in a little recess in one of the stone walls and I set off to find a pixel-free area. But they were destroying things down there, too, so sometimes I had to take detours to avoid getting killed. Eventually I found the safe place, a classroom sitting there in the middle of a tunnel. An old professor man was inside, talking to others who had found their way there. Next to the classroom was a ladder that led up to a trap door. That opened up to the inside of a Wal-Mart. Most of it had been eaten up by the pixels, but a small area around the trap door was untouched.

I had found the safe place, but now I had to get back to my my mom and sisters, and then remember the way back to here again. Easier said than done. After wandering around for a few minutes I found them, but I had no idea how to get back. So we wandered around together. My little sisters wouldn't be quiet, so we had to stop frequently to shush them. Finally the classroom came into sight. But as we ran towards it, a swarm of the pixels came up behind us. It was close, but we made it. I spent the rest of the dream helping people from the Wal-Mart get to the room.