Ok, so I've been trying to share dreams with Walms for a while, but my dry spell and other things had been causing problems. I think last night was a success, despite my failure to be recognized by using my real name instead of my forum name.
You can view Walms' version of the dream here. It's the 5th dream in his post.
DS With Walms!
LD:The dream began at a Burger King in the mall. I ordered a drink, and noticed that there was garbage in it. I figured out that I was dreaming pretty much right away from this. I ordered a shake to see if the result would be the same, and pulled out money I knew my wallet would have since I had that money there IRL and unconsciously I'd think it was still there. When they gave me the shake, it was full of napkins and other crap, too. I threw the money at the guy working there, telling him to keep the change since I'd still have the money tomorrow.
I walked out to see what else there was to do. There were several rooms in the hallway full of bunnies. Meh, boring. At the end of the hall, was a doorway into what looked like hell. Hmm. It was just like a place Walms might be in. Walms! I was supposed to look for him! I decided to see if he really was in there.
I ran into the room, which actually looked more like a hollowed out volcano. The walls reached up as high as I could see. They were brown stone, cracked all over. The place was very hot, like there was fire or lava nearby. And on the other side of the place I could see some kind of monster in the air, shooting meteors or fireballs. I flew up toward it, shouting "WALMS! WALMS!" I wasn't sure anyone could hear me, though. I wasn't sure what else to say. Does Walms dream in English, or Spanish? Hmm. I cupped my hands, shouting, "WALMS! HOLA! Uh...ES...[my actual name]!" That was about all I could say. Well, there was one more phrase I sort of knew, so I tried that. "Uh, NO ABLA ESPANOL!"
It was about this point that the monster had noticed me. He began throwing the odd fireball in my direction. I dodged the first three or four, focusing on looking for Walms more than anything. I thought I might try bouncing one back or deflecting it, so when the final shot came my way, I didn't dodge. I woke up.
What am I, Five?
FA/LD: I had my face buried in my pillow. I was a surprise that I could breathe at all. I felt so very, very tired. Something touched the back of my neck, and it was keeping me from falling back asleep.
"Stop it," I whined. I tried to swat away whatever it was, but I couldn't seem to move my hands. I continued to whine, still half asleep, until the sensation went away and I was able to sit up to see what it was. But nothing was there, and no one was in the room. My bed was facing the wrong direction. I pulled my curtains, thinking I could know for sure, and when I saw scenery which was completely new to me I knew that this was really a dream.
Outside, I could see three white marble fountains in the courtyard. The one in the middle was the most spectacular, though, with a Pegasus in the center. I had a brilliant idea. I pushed my hands through the window, got myself through, and flew over to sit atop the Pegasus. To my disappointment, it was only two dimensional, so it was sort of flat from the top. I could fix that, however. I put my hands on the Pegasus. After a few seconds, it plumped up into the shape of a three dimensional horse. A few more seconds, and it began to move. I kicked my feet into its sides and it jumped into the sky.
We flew over the buildings across from mine, into completely unfamiliar territory. Across the landscape, at the edge of my vision, were nothing but clouds. Below were light green and blue fields, filled with ponies and rainbows. I felt the wings of the Pegasus whooshing up and down as it turned toward a small town, which seemed like something out of a Western movie. I decided to land here and see what was around. Of course, I first went into the hotel, since that's the thing to do in a place like this. Unfortunately, the second I did, I blacked out.
The next thing I remember is being in a normal living room, trying to fix my broken phone. I had completely lost my lucidity. There is another gap in my memory and I was in the middle of a very crowded store. One woman asked me where she could find a calculator, and I said that her phone probably has one on it already. She looked embarrassed and slipped away from me. I couldn't remember what I was there for, and pondered this until I woke up.
Nightmare Resolved
Nightmare/LD: It was a huge auditorium, filled with young people. The woman in the stage suddenly handed me a mic and told me to sing. Nervous at first, I started to sing, but I was quiet and out of tune. People started to giggle and heckle me, so I mumbled, "Sorry, wrong key," and quickly started again. This time it sounded right. After about ten seconds the crowd noticed that I had stopped sucking and quieted down. Background music somehow began to play. I sang through the entire song, dancing and running across the stage at parts. I noticed I was wearing a skirt and I hoped that it was long enough. At the end of the song, the audience stood up and applauded. Then they began to leave.
When the place was nearly empty, a young man who was maybe a few years older than me came up to me, harassing me. I got angry, and I can't remember what I said to him, but he insulted me and left with his friends. I ran out the door and threw my cell phone at his head. It was only after that I realized I had done something stupid and potentially dangerous. The guy turned around. I ran back inside the building to hide. When he reached me, he was suddenly very apologetic and gave my phone back to me. I felt that so embarrassed because I was more to blame than he was. I told him that I was also sorry for acting like that, but curiously he didn't seem to care about my apology and even sort of interrupted it to talk more about himself. He kept talking, leading me into a back room, and finally just outside a small walk-in closet area. He stopped, saying there was something he wanted to show me in there. He moved behind a curtain next to it, still talking.
I took a step back. And then another. Something was very wrong here. I realized that he was still extremely angry and was luring me into that room because no one else would know I was in there. The guy lunged at me as he opened the curtain--but missed, as he hadn't noticed that I'd moved away from him. He shot me a look mixed with panic and fury. He knew that if I got away now, it would be over for him. I ran.
I passed by a group of other young men sitting in the room outside. They didn't seem to care that I was running from something, but I screamed at them to help me anyway. My pleas were met with blank stares, and then smiles. They knew what was going on. The man from before caught up, grabbing my arms. I pulled back and broke away from him before he could tighten his grip, then ran down the hall as fast as I could. I felt some despair now, because I knew that I wouldn't find anyone to help me until I left the building and the guy was sure to catch me long before then. I decided to try to find a place to hide until I could call the police. I ran to a bathroom, hastily locking the door behind me and putting all my weight against it. A minute or so passed and there was no indication of anyone trying to open the door. I knew better, though--someone was waiting for me out there. I sat in front of the door, and finally checked the phone I'd been clutching the whole time. It was definitely broken.
I began to panic now, and wondered how I got myself into this. What kind of idiot throws their phone at someone? As I stared at it, slowly, I began to remember something. All of this had happened to me before. I remembered being in this exact place, running away from the same man, for the same reason. It all happened in a dream I had a long time ago. A dream! This was a dream! What a relief. Now all I had to do was wait in this room for a few more minutes and I'd wake up, since that's how it ended the last time. I stopped myself. Why was I cowering in the bathroom from a stupid DC? What exactly did he intend to do to me, anyway? I wondered how this dream would end if I let him catch me. It sounded interesting. I already knew what would happen if I stayed there, after all. My curiosity got the best of me, and I opened the door.
The man waiting outside was not the one who had chased me, but one of his friends. He grabbed me and pulled me to another room where my pursuer was waiting on a bed.
"Oh, I get it," I started. "You were going to rape me, is that it? All right, let's go then."
He looked dumbfounded.
"By the way," I continued, "Do you like oral sex? I thought I would start off by biting off your cock." I started to pull off his pants. The guy had his mouth open but was still too shocked to say anything. His friends, too, stood there slackjawed.
Geez, what a loser. I couldn't believe I was afraid of this guy. I decided to have mercy on him and stopped pulling his pants down. I went over to the side of his bed, put my hands together, and pounded his chest with them as hard as possible, winding him. I kept beating on him until I woke up.
Back To The Future
The first thing I remember was being in my room in my childhood home. I saw a child in the room--she was maybe 8 years old, with long blonde hair. At first I was confused about how I'd gotten here and who she was. I asked myself how I could be here--and realized I must be dreaming. The girl turned around and looked at me. I stared at her. She looked shocked to see me, like I was a ghost. I realized after a moment that she was myself.
"You're me," I gasped.
She just stared at me, wide-eyed. After a few more seconds, she faded away. Or maybe I was the one who faded away.
The next thing I remember is waking up in my own bed. I looked around. It was a false awakening. Another girl was in my room, about the same age as my past self. I looked at her closely--she did look like me, but she wasn't me. Her hair was black, and her skin a bit darker than mine. She was accompanied by a four foot tall robotic bunny man. I asked her what she was doing in my room.
She replied that she was my daughter, from the future, and asked if I could fix her bunny. I said I'd try, but I didn't know anything about robotic bunnies. I opened the top of its head, only to see circuitry that I was totally unfamiliar with. Granted, I know very little about circuits, I can at least recognize basic components such as resistors and diodes. I put the cap back on its head and pulled the thing on top of the bed.
"So," I began, "Do your parents know you are here?"
The girl turned to look away from me, and I hear a very quiet, "No, my father doesn't..."
I considered asking who her father was, but I stopped myself. I really didn't want to know that. "And what about your mother?"
"She died."
"Wait, she died? When?"
"Not long ago. But it was a fair death...she wasn't sad to go, it's okay" she insisted, trying to make me feel better.
"No, it's not," I said. "No one wants to die before their children are grown. That's so sad." I began to get upset at the thought.
After that, she suddenly jumped up, saying that her father was looking for her, so we should go hide if we wanted to play at all. She gave me a bicycle and dragged me through a secret cement passageway in the wall. I wondered about doing this, but followed anyway, since I had no desire to meet any future husbands. I don't exactly believe in fate so I didn't want any weird ideas to be put into my head.
We ended up in some underground cement area, lugging around the bikes through little passages and larger rooms. Eventually I dropped mine somewhere, not believing we'd ever get around to using them. I think we finally ended up in some large living room in a house, and we heard people coming. It was at that point that I actually woke up.
The TARDIS Revived
LD: I was in the middle of a city which had been overrun but dinosaurs. Seeing the dinosaurs attacking made me lucid almost immediately. One of them came right up to my face, but when I wasn't afraid he just walked away. I decided to follow Walms' advice and make a new TARDIS. Instead of having it appear, I pulled it out of the ground. It was hard to make it tall enough, and I had to stretch the sides, too. I had a lot of trouble keeping it stable, and my memory of its details was a bit fuzzy, so it was more plain than the real thing. By this time I'd attracted the attention of the man who apparently owned the shop right next to me. He was trying to help me stretch it upwards at one point. I thanked him for the help, opened the door, and went inside. He was a barely taller than me, middle-aged, and balding slightly, but seemed very nice.
Everything was black. I felt a bit disappointed--this has always been the hardest part about using the TARDIS. It needed to be bigger on the inside! I visualized a light coming on several feet in front of me. An orange light faded on, revealing the console in the center of the room. I ran toward it. When I touched the console, the entire room lit up. It was very similar to the inside of the TARDIS from the most recent episodes. There seemed to be a living area off to the side, with a few chairs and a couch. Hmm, that was new. I noticed a staircase going up the side, too. This was normal, but it seemed that there were second and third levels in the front room, which wasn't something from the original TARDIS. I went up to investigate. At the second level was a bedroom, although the floor was the iron mesh that the bottom level had, so you could see everything below. The third level was only a few feet across, with a lone chair. At this point I noticed that I was feeling pretty hungry. For a minute I thought about looking for something to eat, but I reminded myself that eating in the dream would do nothing to satisfy my physical hunger. I tried to put it out of my mind as I made my way back down the stairs and headed for the front door.
I opened the door and peeked outside again. Now, the dinosaurs were gone, but it seemed to be the same place. That was no surprise since I hadn't tried teleporting yet. The man from before was still there, looking at me expectantly. I could hear a racket down the street, and I leaned out of the TARDIS just enough to see the corner on my left. It looked like some kind of military parade. Everything had been painted in a hideous bright orange. Machines, cars, and things that looked like blimps were going by. It looked as though some were about to turn onto the street we were on. The man panicked, saying I needed to hide my box now. I told him that I'd be fine as long as I closed the door. But he didn't believe me, and he began to get very upset, insisting that I let him move it into his shop. I decided to go along with it and we pushed the TARDIS inside the shop.
Apparently, the man's entire family both lived and worked there, because several children came up to me as soon as I got inside. They all wanted to know what the TARDIS was. I told them that they could come inside, but one at a time. I invited their father, too. He and a few (!) of the kids ran inside. Oh well, I tried. It was all dark once again, and I had to light it up by touching the console. Before I knew it, two of the kids were already trying to mess with the controls.
"AH! NO!" I screamed. They both stopped and looked at me. "OK, FIRST RULE ABOUT BEING IN THE TARDIS. DO NOT TOUCH THE CONSOLE!" I yelled. They both just ran off to play with other things. One of them went up the stairs. I yelled at him to no go through the door up there, because it was easy to get lost in the back rooms of the TARDIS. the last thing I remember was going up the stairs to close the back door.
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