Long dream that started out when Fitz wanted to go base jumping with Simmons, but he hadn't suited up by the time the group was jumping. Later, Fitz has to rescue Simmons. Everything has turned into a weird waterpark in the sky. Simmons is briefly some sort of bivalve (like a clam or an oyster) and is glowing, and Fitz has to sneak her in without anyone realizing. Everyone is now looking for the glowing bivalve, because it's some sort of MacGuffin. Simmons is turned back into her regular self, and now she has to rescue Fitz. I swim through the waterpark as Simmons, breathing easily underwater. There's a gunfight now. shift We're on the ground, now. Autumn colours, and there's some kind of graduation happening. I'm a teenaged girl in a blue dress, only a little bit more practical than Cinderella-style. We're marching against a rival town. The two groups of rival townspeople meet on a grassy field. I summon a whirlwind of fire. Or try to—it turns out that I have an ice staff, so I freeze everyone within a five-metre radius. Most of the enemy group is frozen, but so are a few allies, including my mage. I switch to a character on the outskirts. Katniss. Ranged. I nock an arrow. We shift so that I'm watching my brother play a strategy game in the same setting. Rival towns, grassy fields. The game involves playing rival towns' structures against one another, so my brother is using playground equipment against his enemy's farm equipment. Jungle gyms versus tractors and combines. The enemy structures approach and my brother bashes his playground equipment against them. The enemy's mass and your mass cancel each other out, so if you can find enough structures to throw against the invaders, you win. Otherwise, they keep coming. There's also something about a fairy godmother. Adventure: 5/10 Control: 4/10 Fear: 2/10
I had this dream about four years ago but had to share it because it reminded me of how unique my dreams can be sometimes. I pulled this off of ld4all on my account since I have the same username and all, but I don't go there as often to record dreams. So here it is, typos and all. 3/09/10 My dreams from last night : Titled: A faraway enchantment From the start of the dream I was running away with a girl who was similar to Cinderella . I wasn't actually there but it seemed I was viewing her actions as a ghost or spirit but not specific. She was running away from her godparents/evil step mother and sisters because they were treating her badly and blaming every circumstance or misplaced object on her part. There was a scene were the girl went dashing under a long dinner table and was pulling the cloth down with her as she went along the bottom. She made such a noise that a group of people came down from a long corridor in this huge house in which the dining table was. Then there was a scene where her parents/godparents were standing by one guy who was missing his pocket watch and kept asking who took it. I thought it was my fault even though I wasn't there and jumped out of the house, yes, out of the house, kind of like I was jumping into another dimension. outside the house I was climbing up a tree, furthering my adventure "as fast as possible" as I claimed because I was getting away from something of which has not been revealed to me but to me was more like a burden of blame and consequence. The tree, to my surprise spoke. It said "climb up my vines and and situate yourself so you can see the sky from above, it is going to be a bumpy ride." The tree was very exact as it spoke as i climbed it lifted me up to the very top and I then saw the sky from above. It seemed to me that I've seen this landscape from previous dreams. I can describe the scenery as: Thick trees so thick you can't see the forest ground, it was lush, and prehistoric looking like in the movie Jurassic park. I remember sitting on the tree's top and saying something like "this is it" and falling down towards a huge Disney like castle. When I landed a prince pointed towards a tower which flashed red. he said to me, while pointing at the tower "that is it." and then he told me I needed to leave and included that I was in evil witch, and that meant to me that i didn't belong. He tried to throw me into a magical gate that was like a parallel universe with a magic shield.But i did not want to leave. I ran off and as I ran off he said "you have to leave!" I told him I had one more thing left to do, and then a godmother's message repeated in my head "as the clock strikes twelve you are to know" or something along the lines of that and as I heard the clock strike things appeared to me strangely. The dream quickly as it was being folded into my mind and in this ending sequence The godfather was sitting by a table in which a spread lay out, kind of like tarot cards, the cards had Disney characters on them, one of them that stood out to me was one of Donald ducks nephews. The godfather then told me what the spread meant as the Disney song "as you wish upon a star" played. He told me that I either do or I don't believe in magic. As I woke up i already knew that I had a belief in magic in RL, and then the cards became different, and instead of there being Disney characters there was a display of child psychological disorders each being labeled as non significant, and then I woke up... My next dream after going back to sleep had to do with a very wealthy daughter and her father. They were actually high in the monarchy, and they also had a kingdom. But the father wasn't sure what to do with his daughter. The father mentioned that his daughter was coming of age and wasn't doing what was expected of her. He sent her away to a boarding school for the needy. At this poor boarding school she found the lover of her life...but then I woke up the dream ending in were they first met, the dining table at the boarding school for the needy.
There's a woman having a sort of Cinderella transformation - rags to ballgown - but she doesn't seem in the least bit impressed by it. I'm vaguely annoyed at her lack of reaction, but on with the show. She enters a throne room and asks something of the king, who says "But first answer me this. When did you become the Evil Queen?" She doesn't know what to make of this. She says, "I'm not a queen." "Your father is dead," says the king - her father was also a ruler, she became queen the moment he died. The king here holds out a collection of brown papers. He says it's something her father had been putting together the night he died - last night - something urgent, something for her, since she'd been away on this mission. I'm looking at a book containing a moving image representing En - a small boat on a river, stylized lotus flowers, a lot of gold paint. The color's faded and chipped in places, but still beautiful. A musician's writing a letter to a friend of his, trying to comfort his friend, and he's thinking about how limited words are, how it can't replicate the sort of things he'd do if he was there in person, even the simple act of putting on a familiar tune. He goes to the gramophone and puts on the tune he was thinking of, and sits to listen to it before he continues writing, thinking that perhaps the feeling he gets from this song will come across in his words. A couple. A blonde woman is laying out cards on the floor in five columns, representing the guy's past relationships; he's lying on his back next to her, not looking. She observes that his two longest relationships followed the exact same pattern: lasted the same amount of time, ended the same way, with the same warning signs beforehand. She says based on that pattern, if (event) happens at (time into relationship), he might as well bail immediately. One of the shorter columns is unique in that every card represents things going well, and she wonders why he'd split up with that guy. Privately, she's realizing that he ended things shortly after he'd had some non-romantic encounter with her, and she's wondering if she was the reason for the split. But out loud she just points out how odd it looks that they broke it off considering it seemed to be going so well. He teases her, saying "yeah, I'm starting to miss a bit of swordplay" - part of the joke here is that the guy in question also did something involving literal swords - and she hits him, lightly, on the arm; then she puts the cards down and straddles him, and says something along the lines of "Not like that. I mean, you had a different dynamic than you did with anyone else. Not in a good way. I mean, I liked him, when he was alive - oh, god." He's laughing at her. What she'd been trying to say by 'not in a good way' was that although the two of them clearly got along, they hadn't seemed really emotionally attached, but she's stumbling over this conversation. He assures her, yes, the guy in question had indeed been great when he was alive - teasing her about her reluctance to sound disrespectful of the dead - he was lovely and wonderful and all that, and she's also lovely and wonderful and all that. There's a lot of laughing from both of them over how ridiculous this conversation is.
I’m on a boat with my family. The inside of the boat is full of water, and we’re all just floating around in it. But then, I guess the water drains out because suddenly it’s all gone. I’m talking to my sisters, when suddenly I remember that I might have forgotten to pack my laptop. Part of me doesn’t care that much because apparently we’re going to be somewhere that doesn’t have any Internet access anyway, but I still wanted my laptop around so that I could write on it and stuff. So, I go to double-check my luggage. There are some plastic bags lying around and I start looking through them, but they’re all just full of shoes. Finally, I find my backpack, but it looks like I didn’t pack anything very useful. Apparently I only packed a few items of clothing and then a bunch of Beanie Babies. And I stuffed everything into the front pocket instead of packing it in the main part of the backpack. So, I stand up again. And right then I become lucid for like two seconds. It just randomly occurs to me that I’m dreaming, and I run out onto the deck of the boat saying, “I’m lucid! I’m lucid!” I decide I’m going to jump off the boat and into the water. So, I do that. But, as soon as I do, I just find myself back on the boat again and I’m no longer lucid. Oh well. When I’m back on the boat, I see that my dad is standing at a stove and cooking something. When I get closer, I see he’s frying a bunch of snails in a pan. And they’re not normal snails, either … They’re like, super gigantic snails that are probably like six inches long. My mom is standing nearby and starts complaining about how disgusting it is and how my dad will just have to eat those by himself. At that point, I start walking up some stairs, because apparently the boat has two floors. On the second floor, there are a few rooms that look like bedrooms, and one room that looks like a kitchen. For some reason, I’m convinced that my friend Hannah lives on the second floor of the boat. There are a ton of cats on the second floor. I don’t remember all of them, but … There’s this one, huge fat grey and white cat that’s just sitting around. There are a couple of small, grey kittens. And then there’s this really exotic-looking cat who has a black head, but the rest of her body is orange (possibly with some white … I don’t remember very clearly). She has abnormally large ears. And when she blinks, her face kind of like, folds in on itself so you can’t see it. It’s weird. But anyway, I really like this cat and start petting her. Just then, Hannah’s mom comes up the stairs, and I feel guilty because apparently the cat is hers, and it was in her bedroom. But she doesn’t seem to care I’m there. Suddenly, all of my family comes upstairs and they’re all wandering around. I start playing with one of the kittens, and I try to pick him up, but he scratches my finger. I look down and see that my index finger is bleeding. I walk over to the exotic-looking cat and let her lick the cut. My mom is watching and she’s like, “Awwwww.” We’re now standing in the kitchen on the second floor, and everyone is pouring cereal into plastic bags and then … layering the plastic bags on top of each other. It’s sort of hard to describe. But anyway. Apparently the whole time, we were taking the boat to a family reunion of some sort. It’s at some theme park––I guess kind of like Disney World? Anyway, I end up waiting around for this Cinderella-themed ride. It’s this huge white and gold boat that just like, flies up into the sky and swings around. So, the boat comes down out of the sky, and two ladies dressed as the evil stepsisters get off it, complaining that the ride has no seatbelts. So I’m like, “Oh boy.” Just then, two of my sisters show up and we all get on the ride. Sure enough, there are no seatbelts. There are just a bunch of benches running across the boat. There’s this random Asian guy sitting at one end of the boat dressed as Prince Charming and he’s like, “HELLOOO.” And we’re all like, “… Hi.” The boat flies up into the sky and starts swinging back and forth. And we’re all pretty much just sliding around like crazy. And I’m afraid I might fall off, except there are a bunch of these wire fence-type things around the sides of the boat, so I figure I’ll be okay. Even though only my sisters and I got on the boat to begin with, there are suddenly a lot of other people on the ride as well. The ride keeps going upside down, and when it does, we all just have to sort of hook our feet under the benches and hang there. Then there’s some point where the benches detach from the inside of the boat––and we all have to hold on to a bench as it shoots off into the sky. And when that happens, everyone has a ray of magical color streaming out behind them, and it forms a rainbow. After that part, there’s this other part where each person gets filmed individually while they dance around holding a fake gun. Apparently there’s going to be some event where we all pretend to shoot each other, for some reason. I stand in front of a computer, watching the people who have been filmed so far. Everyone has to dance against some weird, purple background. Anyway, I wander off and then my mom and I start talking to some old guy who is apparently related to me. He talks about how he loves that ride that I just went on, and how his favorite part is the shooting part, because it reminds him of when he fought in some war. Then he starts talking about the war and about how horrific it was. And he talks about how he had this wound in his leg, which he claims looked like a gaping mouth with razor-sharp teeth or something. And I’m like, “… What.” I start thinking about how horrible it would be to be in a war. And suddenly I’m afraid I’m going to get drafted into a war or something, and I’m going to die. Then one of my younger siblings comes up to me––I think Annabelle––and she wants me to come with her, to find some fireworks that are apparently going on. So, I go with her to look for them. For some reason, she thinks they’re in this nearby dark room. But nothing is going on in there, and there are people in there sleeping in sleeping bags. So we leave. And I think that’s all.
I was at a doe (female version of a stag) party but the cake said one thing at first but then said something else. Then I was in a sleeping bag, and I had a weird pillow, loony tunes on one side, Disney Princesses on the other side. Then it switched to two Loony-Toon type of characters. A dog and I think a weird-looking mouse. The dog was put into a cage and the other animal, dug and somehow the dog's cage got filled with ants and pretty soon I sneezed (and lost my pants!!) and the cage blew over and the ants went everywhere including my underwear. The second dream --It has Disney's Cinderella's family. They had a lot of animals..even more then in the movie. One Day Ella evsedropped on the step-family and Drizella got that feelings and opened up the bottom half of the door and all I could see was Ella's outfit. I guess Major, had foals in my dream and one of them became a race horse. They took a train and I guess the step-family said nasty stuff about Ella, since two little kids didn't want to give Ella any of their candy. Then the scene changed to me at a restaurant with a cereal box on my left and paper on my right and everything before then was a comic strip I was reading. I heard someone (a female) say "I need a pound of flesh from a young woman to stay young". Turns out it was Lady Treamine..and the ONLY young woman was me in the dream. But I used a revised line from Merchant of Venice "You can take a pond of flesh as long as you don't spill any blood". At that point a bunch of men were around my table.. and Lady Treamine went else where.
Last night I had this dream: I woke up in a tower chained but I had no idea how I got there, I looked around me and I saw 7 Disney princesses, 2 were sleeping on beds but the were chained (Snow White and Aurora) , Cinderella was chained in a way but she did have a bit of freedom to clean around, Ariel was in a pool chained to the ladder of the pool but she kept changing from legs, to mermaid tale, Jasmine was there too (but dressed in the outfit (and chains) from Aladdin when Jafar was ruling the kingdom)but she was feeding the awake princesses., Tiana was there chained but kept changing from her human self to her frog self, and so was Rapunzel, but unlike us others, she was gagged too. I asked "What in the world is going on? " The other (awake) princesses said they didn't know-but somehow the villains of their respective stories were back again but were following orders from someone else. I immediately thought and said out loud "Chernabog" but before I could continue someone (Flynn from Tangled) came over the one window in the tower and went to Rapunzel.\ After lowing the gag off her mouth Flynn said something to her but I couldn't tell what he was saying because I could only hear German words ("Es gibt drei Männer, die zu retten. Eine von ihr Toy Story Film Träume, eine andere Person ist ein junges sie weiß, und die dritte ist ein Held der einige fantasy Geschichte sie schrieb."). Rapunzel translated "Anne, Flynn said 'there are three men who are coming to rescue you. One from your toy story dreams, another person is a boy you know, and the third is a hero of some fantasy story you wrote." I said to Rapunzel "Tell Flynn to tell them not to have any fighting but to work together" Which is what he did. The dreamed ended
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