I had several dreams the other night. The first one all I can remember is Mom somehow became "big" (like Captain America Civil war "big" Aunt man size) but once it started to rain she became "normal" size again In the next dream something about a cruise being headed in the wrong direction. All I can rememer is the end being tied up. That leads to my third dream I was in something that looked like my church- in previous dreams about what looked like my church it was the "upper hall" but in this case it was the basement/lower hall. There were cameras in the basement (We were filiming something) don't know what it was. But apperently I was an actor whose character was tied up. I'm not sure what happened but someone (a bigger actor then me because of the way she was acting) was upset about something and then went back into what's in real life during what would be Bible camp (this week) would be the "drama room". In this dream I got the impression that my dream-self was the only one who could calm her down. So the director called "cut" (since without the other person we can't continue filming) and I got out of the ropes and went into the "Drama room" it looked like the inside of a dressing room of a star actor. And the only people in the room at the time were the "big actor", me and some make-up artists? And at first I asked what was wrong (the actor was crying) but she refused to say anything. But I said instead (since I know she loves food) and it was almost noon in-dream world "Let's get lunch" and said it several times. I started moving towards the other door. But I never did found out weather or not she followed me or not. Now the last dream is a bit complicated since it involved characters from a book series I haven't picked up in ages. It called Secrets of Droon. In the dream, I'm one of the three "Earth kids" .. I don't know which one I am and also we aren't kids anymore but adults. Somehow we ended back up in Droon after leaving it years ago. We have to defeat a baddie of some kind. And at the end they talk to their friend Keeah who was the princess but now she's Queen and married to boot. And the "husband" (who doesn't exisit as a character in the books)-is kind of henpecked by Keeah. And their wizard friend Galen is a bit more unstable then he used to be. Anyway the scene changes and I'm llike myself in a library and holding a book and when I look at the back of the book it gives me a blurb of "Eric, Neal and Julie found themsleves back in Droon as adults years after they last left" and the dream ended there.
Dreams from March 10th and 11th (today). 10th: Dream Sequence: The last dream sequence started out with me playing a female gnome on WoW. Though I had rogue abilities my character's portrait indicated "level 49 warlock" when moused over. The character had a pointy dark purple hat and matching dress. I used my stealth ability because I was in some distorted version of Tirisfal, mixed with Ashenvale, making me feel an imminent danger of being attacked by other players. I could see trolls riding around on raptors, a few level 60s but otherwise mostly around my own level. I was afraid that this approaching 60 hunter might spot me or become aware of me long enough to then start attacking but somehow, despite the level discrepancy, that didn't happen and I was able to get past him, down a natural slope with a path; as I did this the hunter was entering a dungeon with an entrance like Stratholme's service gate (the back entrance). Then I saw other horde members, mostly between levels 17 and 29. There was a river (more like Ashenvale this part), and this low level female orc warlock was swimming in the river, doing some quests by the looks of it. I realised I had a quest here too, to grab some dried up flowers floating in the water. I forget the item names now. Five items of one type, one of another, and some extra item that I already had on me anyway according to the quest log. While writing the initial note for this, my mind sort of suggested that the elf music from Ashenvale was playing, but I don't really remember that in the dream in itself. Probably the effect of a strong associative relationship between the dream's construct and the real memory archetype. I got out of the water on the other bankside after collecting these items and I made the quest show me where to go. It started to display dashed paths on the parchment style user-interface map that the game has. The paths it displayed were leading me through another quest first; there was this big, half hewn tree stump, here on this side of the river and inside it there were three sections where I had to speak to some kind of spirits? Doing this would activate something, and then when I was on the way to speak to the third one, I passed by an open area with bright light on it, not inside the tree stump area, but I had to go this way to go around to the third spirit. In this brightly lit and grassy area, was a massive wooden frame, around a screen of sorts. An image appeared, symbols showing in sequence, once. First, a slightly rounded triangle, then a super simplified four-legged animal? And then, two other more complex symbols I can't describe or remember accurately. After the symbols, a blonde girl, aged no more than ten or so I'd say, appeared on the screen. She was smiling and spoke to me directly, thanking me for finding her. She asked me a question, about myself, but I don't remember what it was. I do remember an interface popped up with some choices, three primary choices and an extra choice; - "A sailorial heart." - (I can't remember the second option.) - "(Full control.)" :: This was the 'extra' option. - "Full naval!" For whatever reason, I felt that none were true to me at that time, except "full control", but I wasn't sure what it meant either. Then, I could see my character from the girl's perspective; the character was giving the answer, but wasn't a female gnome anymore, but some sort of mix between Wolverine and something more feral. I woke up soon after this. 11th: Dream Fragment: Diablo II. Playing a sorceress, or druid? Playing with H? Remember using the glacial spike spell. Dream Fragment (part of a sequence continued in the next fragment): Someone being racist about some fictional game races. Me and some girl investigate rumours and who it could be. We were part of some class on a tour or whatever. Susie from Miss Maizel was our teacher apparently. The girl with me accused Susie of being the racist. I defended her, saying Susie just thinks everyone is equally an ass. In the dream, I remember a dream memory about her giving food and being charitable, and I retell this to the girl. Something happens, not sure what. Near the end of my dream, I am aware that I had been wearing shorts; now I was changing into my camo shorts but they have a rip or hole on the front of the right leg, which I didn't realise until putting them on. But I want to change back to the previous ones and then I can't or something. Dream Fragment (somehow related to previous): Getting on some kind of cruise boat with H. We were the last two to get on board, even though many more people were still waiting and queued. H carried on through some corridor. Everything was nicely carpeted and felt cozy I suppose. But then before I followed through, this girl appeared from the same corridor and she was saying she wanted to give up her place on the cruise to someone else, but a crew member (like a flight attendant but not?) stopped her. Apparently the girl was a windows svchost.exe process. I seemed to have some sort of meta-physical view of the dream reality but remember too little. Then I remember being in our private quarters with H, unpacking or settling in. In the quarters there was some weird dedicated 8 volt and 19 volt power supply, apparently meant for modern turntables and cassette decks. We thought it was odd, and wasteful. Dream: With H in a city of some sort. Underground? Looks dirty and rusty. Waiting for this team of people to fit some modular concrete block things, with huge power cables coming out the back. Really heavy-duty looking stuff. Someone shows up? Or there's a nun, but she's actually a shape-shifter. Turns into a black guy that looks like Zimos or Ruby Rod. He then pulls up two high calibre sawn-off shotguns. He shoots a bunch of people from this team and there's a small panic of sorts. Then more people come down from a ramp on the opposite side from where I was. The shape-shifter pretends to be one of them, but doesn't transform? And then he runs up the ramp to get away. Me and H follow. H's van is up here, outside. It's night time and fairly dark, but there are street lights. We want to help the shape-shifter escape and grab him, trying to get him in the van. He doesn't want to get in though, and transforms into a white tiger, running off. We follow him closely, to a cake shop. He goes in and morphs into a chef but the other woman following him with the intent of catching him doesn't notice. We then confront him, stopping him from getting away from us and ask him to come with us, reassuring him about safety. Then H is no longer H and is a mix of Gibbs, Auron and Riddick, and then I'm not there anymore. There's a cut and I see a scene of telepathic dialogue between the shape-shifter and the other character. The shape-shifter mentions his "fury" and the other character asks the shifter if they know anything about his "Furya". No notes, maybe some later.
Oh lord... Day 19: Fell asleep at: 10:30 AM Woke up at: 3:30 PM Pre-Dream: Before falling asleep proper, I tried my hand at a nap-induced WILD. I ended up getting too anxious and couldn't do the WILD proper, mostly because the prospect of an LD was too exciting for me to handle. My heartbeat was the fastest it had ever beat in its life. I did manage to get my legs and arms numb, and I did manage to hear one or two auditory hallucinations, but I finally stopped when my brother got at the pups. Dream 18: Nice Guys Don't Play These Games Me and a cousin of mine are scampering through this dark, ginormous house. It's nighttime, of course, and we quickly make our way into the building. My cousin hops towards a bunk bed in one of the bedrooms and makes himself at home. He tells me to block/barricade the door before the 'others' get here. Being the upstanding, dedicated nice guy that I am, I ask him why we're doing this to begin with, and refuse to lock the door. This could be someone's property, and I don't feel like pissing off an entire family and getting charged for it. I should have spoke a lot sooner, though, as a terrifying presence forces both of us to run away again. We make our way through the backyard...Then the dream ended. Dream 19: Reference Sheet I'm looking over a character reference sheet for some video game, either Fallout or Overwatch. The character in question is an old, African American detective with a patched trenchcoat, gray hair, and a cigar in his mouth. He has the same tired eyes that characters like Brock and Majin Buu have, as well. There's also a diagram that has a picture of his younger self, complete with black, greasy hair, and his old self.
Updated 03-03-2018 at 11:22 PM by 93490
Date of Dream: SAT 29 JUL - 2017 Dream No. 163 - Crash Bandicoot Mayhem I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. A Crash Bash arena was simulated into a real life appearance. It was Sky Balls but the maximum number of players was six rather than four. Then there was a Polar Push arena which had three players on it being Polar, Crash and Cortex. I had prompted for the characters to be changed into real life graphics because their original cartoon graphics, I thought, didn't seem to match the arena. Polar was barely manipulated with just his fur being fluffier and cute look overall. Then there was Crash who was made to look really stupid and dumb. Cortex was the worst, looking really creepy, looking like someone who had woken up out of their coffin. The dream then simulated the Crashball arena but not with the black surrounding but rather an environment at day time. The players were in the right space and rather, the six ships were scattered around the middle of the arena. As the first player was about to die, my mum came up and asked me why a ball would blow them up when hit. I explained that the player wasn't directly hit... The ball would program the player's ship to self-destruct on them. Afterwards, my mum followed me as we went away from all the arenas. I scaled this wall that had heaps of platforms on it, which I guessed to be simulation of Crash Twinsanity. I don't remember anything else about this dream. Dream Trophies Achieved: - None
This happened a while back, a few weeks or something. It was a very important night since it was the first lucid dream I've had that lasted more than 2 seconds. The text below is exactly what i wrote when I woke up after the dream. Though it is translated. The dream figured a number of persons I know in real life, but I will change their names. " First Lucid Dream. 23/9 2012 Tonight I am going to Lucid dream. Lots of details. I was in a great hall when I performed RC, my fingers did not pass through my palm. But I could breath through my closed nose. Success! I asked a group of dream characters who they represented. Linnea said she represented my longing. And a person shifting between Alex and Mat represented my social side. Alex/Mat was very concerned about something ( Can't remember what). Everyone left except Martin. I asked straight into the air what my greatest desire of the moment was. There, in the round sofa we just had been sitting in lay a bouquet of roses that Martin picked up. In theme were a card that I noticed and then red once Martin had put the bouquet down again. A love full greeting that I can't remember word by word. It was signed "Sara/ maybe Hi/pi". Strange. Then I went on with Alex to the next room in which there were a bar. I rubbed my hand together and did another RC breathing through my nose. Then Alex muttered something about the fragility of life and I tried to make him push his fingers through the palm of his hand. But it was impossible for him. Finally we went trough a door and arrived at a bar with a Nordic theme(vikings and stuff). Around a table sat everybody. I sat down in the only empty chair next to a cute blonde girl. It was a VERY rickety chair which I pointed out. She smiled. Her brother asked loud and clear over the table if she didn't want to have my number. She did. While she got it she lost track of the number all the time as if she heard the wrong numbers from the brother all the time. Then I red the first six digits of my social security number. " End of dream. After this strange episode I haven't had another one. This due to the fact that I haven't tried. But tonight I will. /McHorse
Setting Place: Online game; mountains, cliffs, magic Purpose: Starting a new game People: Me and the "team" containing at least 1 girl and two boys + one or two more bad asses Mood: Nervous, excited, determined/set Plot: I started off as a new user in a dragon form. My name was Xena or something. I was wondering how to make some new friends/ a group when I met up with some guys. They were high leveled and respected "professionals" in the game world. They were like the cool gang. "Hey-y!" said the girl. "Hey.. are you..? X---- "(somethingsomething i can't remember, Xever, or something. Said one of the boys. Apparently I looked like Xever1001, and could have been his extra, new character. I understood that this was a famous character, almost a legend in this cyber world, and an old friend of theirs that had been of the game for a while. "Hey-y! Yeah! Hey old dude!" said the girl. And everyone in the group was excited and flocked around me. "Yeah--.." I said, even though I knew that it was wrong. Now I was a fake. "Wanna come on our mission?" I don't remember answering, only that I know I came along. Their mission was to get some kind of book. I was a dragon, as I said before, and now I used my awesome 8meterlong flame thrower of a dragon mouth to melt the book out of stone on the opposite side of a cliff. The girl got a book (she was a grey dragon) and the boys muttered excitedly. When she got back with the book (sorry for being unclear in the past sentences. It is hard to tell a dream in a way that makes sense to others..) we celebrated and had a light talk with each others. They asked me something about Xever's past. And when I couldn't answer, the grey dragon girl shouted: "Hah! I knew it!" I had thought she would be madder, but in the end, she gave me an irritated and disappointed look. I weren't exactly welcome to join them as they left with the book/key. A new start, part two. I decided to go start at an other level. I wanted a fresh, honest start this time. I entered an older level, in fact the seventh level that was made in this game. (Or at least, seven something, it might have been my new beginner lvl as well. (Seven is the number I connect with Erlend, I don't know if it matters, but wanted to note it. There.)) I knew I could have trouble making new friends and companions here as the server was old and most players had quit or grew way past the beginner stage. At least the heaven was free of clouds and the fields were green. In the corner of my eye I could see a market, or the beginning of an old village, with a few characters. There was an old lady with a hairband there. As I walked across the grass field, thinking that I might not make any friends in a while and that I will make it anyway, a guy comes by. "Hi." he says friendly. "Who are you" he was nice. He was great in fact, and I knew that he would be my friend. The end- Dun-dun-dnuuuun. (Interpretations: Could this be a bit about starting high-school, getting away from my friends. Not having much to keep on to, neither to weigh you down. A little fresh air. Not knowing where it goes, but that sometime, it will lead to something good.)
Updated 04-04-2012 at 09:07 PM by 53379
I need a dream ...reader person. My dreams have been weird lately, but this'n takes the cake. This is my dream after my second time going to bed, so that means I was asleep first, then I woke up... ate some Cheetos and watched television of some comedian on channel 71, and then went back to bed.) I can't exactly remember my dream, but i remember like... being awake for the first part of my dream. I heard my mom get up, then I heard Loren screaming he wasn't short. (He's so grumpy in the mornings) And so like, I thought of FMA (Full Metal Alchemist) and then my black nothingness morphed into FMA. And then.. I lost awareness, and dreamt a weird dream of Edward Elric (Main character, blond hair) crying, throwing something that looked like some Japanese candy i bought the other day (It looked like a pack of gum, but it was in green wrappings with little white boxes that looked like serving sizes and black scribbles, couldn't read it) , and his red jacket at Roy Mustang, then let out a sad scream and dissapeared. It was raining, and they were outside when this happened. Then like an anime, it flashed to inside, and Roy was sitting before a young looking dude with short brown hair. Kinda like Hughes but younger. There was a window in my dream view, and you could see the rain pounding harshly. Roy thought of something, and then like in the animes, his pupils shrunk a bit. He clenched his hands to fists as tears started to slide down his cheeks. Roy Mustang doesn't cry. Anyway, he said something in Japanese And then i recall looking down at the scene and seeing English subtitles flash, then show up as "Ed was trying to tell me something." I don't know Japanese..but it sounded..ya know..right. And then a shrill ringing broke through, and Roy looked up, as if he was staring at me, and then i woke up to the sound of my doorbell being rung. I swore I heard my mom scream "GET THE DANG DOOR, IT'S MAKING THE DOG BARK." So i stumbled out of bed, looking at the clock. 7:08 AM Almost time for the kiddies to get up for school. I walked over to the door and answered it, and it was some random witness. He left and I looked around, not hearing the shower anymore or sounds of my mom in the bathroom, and my brothers bedroom was empty. The hell... I stumbled into my bedroom to check the time. It was 10:12 AM And the witness only took 3-ish minutes, because he saw i had just gotten out of bed. I recall there being a blank spot in that time, where nothing happened, and I just thunk. Surely I didn't think for 3 hours. And I swear the clock said 7:08. The hell's going on? D< Am I going insane? Why are fictional characters being sad in my dreams? Why did Ed through candy and his Jacket at Roy? Why am I hearing Japanese in my dreams? Oo WHY ARE THE CLOCKS BEING STUPID? D< And why do I have lucid dreams?
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