Fake Dream Game.

[AtxAxLoss]

I have no idea if this belongs here, if this has been done before, or if everyone will hate this idea. I'm pretty sure one of those situations applies, so in advance, I'm very sorry. I'm a noob, take it easy. So the concept of this game is to write a fake dream. You basically write the actions, setting, etc. as they come to you. Try not to backspace. To quote the movie Naked Lunch, "See, you can't rewrite, 'cause to rewrite is to deceive and lie, and you betray your own thoughts. To rethink the flow and the rhythm, the tumbling out of the words, is a betrayal, and it's a sin, Martin, it's a sin. " Also, I imagine this game works a little better if you're drowsy. Here goes: My friend Kate and I are standing in the parking lot in front of my job. I say to her, I say "Hey Kate. I'm dreaming now, and you're not real." "Aw shucks" she says, somewhat impassively. I say "What do we do now?" "I don't know," is her response, remaining impassive. "You kind of suck in my dreams." "Yes, and not in the good way." "I was going to say that." "Yea, I bet." I take her by her hair and throw her into the ocean. I fly over to the ocean and ask how the water is. "Wet, and a little snaily." "I hate snails, I say." I remove her from the ocean and turn her into an elephant, whom I ride into the Sahara. I'd build a pyramid in my honor. It dispenses Pez. After I get bored with that, I grab her by her leg, and we fly to outer space and rollerblade on the rings of Mars. I summon Pac Man so he can eat the stars. Feeling hungry, I hunt Pac Man and eat him as though he were a pizza. I complain to the pizza delivery man that my pac man pizza was missing a slice, and demand a refund. I totally jip him, and I am satisfied. I share my pizza with all my coworkers who I met up with in space, and no one talks to me because I suspect they don't really like me.

[AtxAxLoss]

Nobody seems to like my game, but I do. Here's another one. After becomming lucid, I'm standing in the middle of a road in some place that looks like a Californian suburb (I live in New York and have never been to California.) I summon this girl I know, Ashley. She doesn't talk at all throughout the dream. She looks sad, and I put my arm around her. She struggles, and I order her to stop and be with me. She submissively gives up her fight and looks even sadder. Heartbroken, I kiss her on the cheek, say "I'm sorry," and give her a kitten from my pocket. She runs away, and I stand on my head and spin around rapidly, screwing myself into the ground where I remain until my dream ends.

[skysaw]

I think the game would be more interesting if you wrote two short dreams, one real, and one fake. Then ask people to identify which dream was the real one.

[•Neko•]

I think the game would be more interesting if you wrote two short dreams, one real, and one fake. Then ask people to identify which dream was the real one. Not bad, but someone could look up your dream journal and cheat.

[Keeper]

do it here first, and then add it once the guessing is done

[•Neko•]

do it here first, and then add it once the guessing is done That's a good idea. I never seem to think of these easy solutions >_>

[Keeper]

I know the feeling k, whos gonna' start?

[AtxAxLoss]

That completely defeats the spirit of the game, but whatever.

[KuRoSaKi]

This isn't the right place to be doing this.

[TripleX223]

lol