Thread: Aether Observations

Let's start off with some older ones.

3/22/08
I forget what most of the dream was about, but the part that stuck with me was an odd game I was playing. It appeared to be a combination of Aquaria and Chrono Trigger, complete with a two-player cooperative option. How exactly this worked, I'm still unsure. All I really saw was my character swimming through a cave with a strong current, and then fighting Magus at the end of it.

When I told my fiancé about it, she said I'd just described the best game ever.

4/04/08
I must've been in North Korea or someplace. I assume this because Kim Jong Ill was touring me around a city of some sort and showing me how great he was. This was largely done by forcing me to play child-like games with him and driving like a lunatic. It all ended in my nearly getting hurt/killed in a crazy mine cart ride of some kind and an Olympic-like victory celebration afterwards (in which I seem to have come in third place). For some reason, I was absolutely forbidden from wearing shoes or socks in the country.

I'd seen a show about North Korea and it's dictatorship recently, so most likely influenced this. I don't know what to say about the games and near-death experiences, though...

4/06/08
Of the many images I saw today, the only one I remember seemed to have taken place in Dustbowl, a Team Fortress 2 map. While trying to prove myself as a good member of the team, I ended up stumbling upon a cache of stolen artwork in a mine shaft. This turned out to be a center for a smuggling ring that'd been causing trouble lately. Whether this earned me any cred on the team or not, I didn't stay asleep long enough to find out.

4/18/08
It started off cheerfully enough. I was treated to some tropical island paradise made entirely from Lego blocks, which was all pretty impressive despite obviously being computer generated. I saw all sorts of sights, most odd of which seemed to be none other than Travis Touchdown fighting on top of a giant's sombrero. I think I saw Mario hopping across some platforms over the coastal waters, but that hardly seemed out of place.

Afterwards is where things got a dark. As if I were watching a video, some narrator started talking about the physics of tsunami waves and comparing their power to tremendous amounts of nuclear weapons. This was illustrated by a three-foot wave turning into a monster that toppled some giant mechs guarding the coast. The wave and it's impact were so powerful, it seemed to kick up dust and blot out the sun. The happy surroundings had turned into concrete and steel squalor, not dissimilar to your token first-person-shooter (well, minus all the crates and barrels).

Around here is where I found myself wandering these amber-lit corridors and pathways. I found some middle school-aged girls running around, with one obviously harassing the other. I called out for them to come with me, at which point I realized I'd become a woman again; an occasional occurance in my dreams. My attempts to help them out, along with noticing my fingerless gloves and dark jacket sleeves, lead me assume I was looking for survivors or some other police-like task.

As we navigated the halls, we walked into a large room of some kind. All of a sudden, the meek girl of the pair started speaking in German as if she were translating something. I looked where she was and was somewhat shocked to find another girl laying in front of a window, completely naked except for some weird leather straps that tied her in place. Even weirder was how distant and detached she looked, almost like a robot that'd been turned off. She wasn't in any obvious signs of distress, save for her being bound and nude. The strange sawdust-like material that partially covered her suggested that she hadn't moved at all in some time.

What also weirded me out was how she hadn't reacted at all to our presence, even when I asked if she was alright and started undoing the straps. Without looking at me and perhaps even without truly speaking, I heard something:

"What makes you think I should be saved?"

It was at that point that I woke up, thoroughly creeped out.

And I thought there were lots of video game elements in my dreams . . .

That last one was fairly long and detailed . . . and interesting too. Do you think the girl was actually speaking real German words?

Originally Posted by AlexLou

And I thought there were lots of video game elements in my dreams . . .

Yeah, it's a little embarrassing, actually. Makes me come across as some obsessive gamer.

As for the girl speaking German, I highly doubt she was actually saying anything. I think I heard some syllables, which was good enough for me.

Not a dream I had, but the damned truth. This really does sum things up well.

5/31/08
I don't remember what had transpired before, but I think I'd turned into a woman again. And on top of that, I found myself in a tight spot this time around. I had been captured by someone and stripped, apparently to be used as a power source for some kind of colossus. I never saw said colossus or was given any hint as to the connection method since I, as usual, woke up before anything really happened. But I doubt it could've been pleasant, so that might've been fortunate.

4/22/08
My fiancé died.

I'm not sure how, but I did see some scenes of jets dogfighting. Whatever happened, it was untimely and left me completely broken. It didn't help that her little lovebird reminded me that her mother wouldn't be around for her anymore.

I woke up from it at around 6:30 that morning. I was so shaken that I sought her out downstairs just to make sure she was alright. Thankfully, she was only(?) suffering from an ear infection instead of death.

And on a more humorous note, I should've known it was a dream when her lovebird came up to me without the intent to just bite me.

6/06/08
The first scene I saw was at my previous home in Rossmoor. It was getting dark, and there was a ferocious windstorm outside. All the trees out back didn't seem to be in any danger of uprooting, but instead looked ready to just explode. I heard something that I thought at first was the front door ripping off, but it turned out to be someone coming in. Never saw who it was, but I was relieved, anyway.

After a sudden scene change, I found myself in a forest of some sort. It started off peacefully enough. I was driving my little car through a path that was obviously meant for car and foot traffic, with picnic benches every so often. I think I was looking for my younger brother, who had gotten lost somewhere. We found him at the top of the hill the road followed, waiting around at some kind of visitor center/park.

We sat down at a table to have some kind of meal, which seemed to consist of nothing more than a bowl of ketchup. That was when I heard the noise and felt the ground shake. I knew what it was instantly and knew there was literally not a second to waste. I grabbed everything I could, shouted at everyone to do the same, and ran for the car. I forgot my precious backpack, but I was already out of time.

Out of nowhere came a tyrannosaur, bellowing and chasing people straight out of Jurassic Park. I got in the car and someone in the driver's seat was already flooring the accelerator. There were a lot of other people still outside, a few from my family, but we could all see it was total anarchy, every man for themselves. Next thing I knew, we were hauling ass down that road with a wave of dinosaurs and survivors behind us. I distinctly remember one guy who I couldn't recognize nearly making it into the open hatchback of our car, only to be snatched up by a pterodactyl at the last second. It was around there that I woke up.

Where this dream came from, I have no idea. The weather around here has been pretty mild lately, so I don't know where a wind storm could've been inspired from. And the raptors in the Dr. McNinja chapter I read recently were a little too comical to inspire a Cretaceous nightmare parade.

Yikes! Well at least your recall was good. Sounds like you can remember some of the visuals really clearly.

Originally Posted by Yoji

6/06/08
Where this dream came from, I have no idea. The weather around here has been pretty mild lately, so I don't know where a wind storm could've been inspired from. And the raptors in the Dr. McNinja chapter I read recently were a little too comical to inspire a Cretaceous nightmare parade.

Hmm . . . I find that if I experience something similar to a past memory then that past memory can manifest in a dream.

Next time fight the dinos =)

6/07/08
I was in a bathtub with my girlfriend, and a particularly large one at that. She laid down completely under the surface of the water, and still had a foot of water above her head. For some reason, I was compelled to wiggle my finger in the water like I was trying to attract a fish. She quickly bit my finger like one, too. In an oddly conscious decision, I took the chance to grab her wrists and hold her up like something I'd just caught. She looked confused for a second before I woke up.

6/10/08
I had a few recurrences of what seemed like the same dream. I was in some kind of large city, being chased by what appeared to be the creature from Cloverfield. I felt someone else near me, but I was too busy evading this thing; it seemed to be singling me out, going so far as to stop moving and waiting for me to show myself. My vision seemed to fade every time it started chasing me, repeating this about four or five times.

At some point in between, I also saw myself in a tent with someone, probably my girlfriend. She said she heard something and was uncharacteristically scared. I looked outside to be startled by what appeared to be my roommate, scurrying by while making some weird impish noise, which I guess isn't too far from his normal behavior.

6/22/08
I was at the tail end of some party in an apartment I wish I had in my waking life. I was in a back room, maybe a kitchen of some sort, when one of our new acquaintances came in behind me. He pulled a gun on me, but I was able to disarm him pretty easily and turn it on him. Soon after, one of his friends came in with a pair of pistols, but I wasn't too afraid of these as they had orange muzzles and were obviously toys.

I was able to get them to move to the other side of the room so I was closer to the exit. They insisted the whole time that they weren't trying to hurt me. I was getting fed up with their whining, so I thought I'd shoot the gun at the window to test whether it was a real gun or not. Sure enough, there was a huge bang and the window exploded. But somehow, even the threat of death wasn't enough to shut them up.

Now keep in mind that I was screaming for help this whole time. It's hard to say in dreams, but I think it was around ten minutes before my girlfriend, who had somehow found time to get a haircut and get ready for a shower, finally showed up asking what all the shouting was about. I told her the situation and got her to call the police, but they were less than helpful.

A few minutes later, I heard a huge commotion outside and the screeching of twisting metal. I looked out the window to see a crowd of random passerbys, no more than a half dozen or so, crushing the car of the policemen I called with their bare hands. I saw some other weird imagery afterwards, but this was easily the most frustrating dream I've had in a while.

Hey . . . I can pick out some of the influences for this: The wig that I tried on yesterday, and the guns you and your brother are working on and all that talk of Persona 3.

7/20/08 - I was involved with some kind of roller-blading street gang calling themselves The Pinks, probably coming from their pink outfits. They accosted me at a bus stop and demanded we give them anything precious, but they seemed satisfied with a receipt I had from an ATM visit earlier.

I'm not sure how it came to being, but they eventually started tracking me down personally. Maybe I trespassed on their territory, informed the police about their criminal activities, or maybe they just hated me for having lame square skates as opposed to modern in-line ones. Whatever the case, I spent a good portion of this dream fleeing from them in a rather spectacular series of close calls and action movie stunts.

It all ended in the dark industrial area where this all started, which seemed like a plant of some sort positioned over a concrete river way. I was eventually able to find the police station up above, who seemed to have set up a huge line of SWAT trucks in anticipation. I woke up as half a dozen more of these screeched out in front of me with the Pinks on my heels.

Last night I asked you what you were dreaming about when I accidentally woke you.

You said that there was a white room connected to a smaller room, inside another room. And in the smaller room there was a gun. And some other stuff that I couldn't understand because you were mumbling.

9/15/08
I'm not sure where exactly it began, but I think I was trying to go para-gliding at first with my wife and housemate. We found some large field cupped in by hills on every side, but we didn't really try and fly there; we mostly just watched her lovebird fly around. I was afraid she'd fly off and never return, but she came back to my wife like something out of a movie.

When we were about to leave, we found out our car had disappeared from it's parking spot up on a nearby hilltop. But from the looks of those two frolicking in the field, they didn't seem to mind. Then for no apparent reason, my housemate bolted through a clearing in the hills to "escape" through what I guess was a train station. I guess it was a train station, but the tracks were oddly small and the whole arrangement was too vertical. I caught up with him at the last second, where he looked completely stupefied about what I did.

Yet another case of how clear it was when I woke up, but faded when I got downstairs.

9/20/08 - I started with what appeared to be a fly-by of some farmland. There were flooded fields, a lot of fog, and some scattered houses with a variety of windmills at each one (one seemed to be made from the remains of an old airplane, fuselage included). I thought I was looking at some kind of telephone lines linked between poles, but then I saw a cart of some kind riding along like a cable car. I'm not sure how it transitioned there, but the next thing I saw was some messenger girl and a burly friend of her's pointing some rather large guns at a target I couldn't see yet. I looked to where they were aiming, which turned out to be some robed skeleton hung up in the field like a scarecrow. At ths point, the girl lowered her weapon and said "Oh, just you. Hey, Death."

Scene change to a small, dusty, candlelit library. I was looking through someone's perspective at what appeared to be a spellbook. I was reading a section about the flawless imitation of bird calls, which wold respond with the respective sound when I touched the passage. I touched the greeting call for a swan, but instead I got a duck quacking. I must've been upset about this because I turned to Death and told him so in the messenger girl's voice.

About the last thing I remember seeing was some kind of aviary in a more developed city at dusk. I saw a big cage beyond a fence, but it was empty. Just to the side was some huge water bird that looked like something from a fantasy game, standing about five feet tall with white feathers and long cool-colored ones coming off it's head. It opened up it's gray beak, which must've been at least 18 inches long, to reveal some bayleen-type features inside. I was a little freaked out, but some really thin girl nearby was absolutely astonished and started stroking it's crest feathers.

When I woke up, I spent an hour or so thinking about the cable car system from the start. I tried working out a design for one of those cars, which appeared to be primarily wind-powered, about the infrastructure that'd be needed, how to suspend the cables, all that kind of thing. If I actually wrote stuff, I'd probably expand on this some more.

Prepare yourself.

You'll get no sympathies from me.

Is Nigh

Show me your friends.