Thread: Share your dream from last night in one sentence

catching grasshoppers with a net gun!!!

To make use of my time when I have nothing else to do, I have begun imagining an idea for a unique videogame and a couple of nights ago, I played a dark, strange version of that game before waking up.

Two levels of consciousness have more creative potential than one!

Plagued by a shadowy dog, black as the deepest night, yellow eyes alight with a fiendish glow, I worked to release the many seals (set upon me to reduce my powers to a mere glimmer of what I possess) in order to fight back and reclaim my territory, my soul, myself.

Dunk contest with Blake Griffin at the Staples Center.

I had an affair with Obama.

A female friend tried to rape me, so I yelled at her and then woke myself up.

went to work pissed off and went off on everybody.

I was the hmong kid from Gran Torino and got shot after following soldiers through the woods and myself (I was also the hmong kid's father) to a secret island village that was created in the style of an Incan village.

I am in my old room at my parents house, commanding the lights to turn on before crawling outside through a HVAC duct and finding my dream fruit, then being awakened by the sound of a truck before I can eat the fruit.

Get lucid so i fly to the moon to an ancient civilization, kinda like Egypt or ancient Persia!

Watched a lightsaber battle, then flew down a hill with skis and crashed onto the road and my head just bashed in and I suffered brain damage.

Playing a Zelda game destroying a squid boss with a flying jelly fish in a 3 heart game.

(Too much to really fit into one sentence, but I'll try my best...)

In this non-lucid, a group of 3 or 4 of us is inside a building being chased by zombies (or by LARPers pretending to be zombies?) and hyenas, but after taking a break in a side room, I can't find my weapons and get separated from the rest of my party, so I suddenly begin improvising an approximately-5-minute-long musical number about patriotism and zombie-killing (while strangling a hyena to death in a box of blankets with my bare-hands and hiding from zombies -- including zombie bards who are throwing around ukuleles) until I finally find my wooden sword and cardboard shotgun, make my way back to the group I was with, finish the musical number, and wake up remembering one line from the song (which I promptly worked out on a keyboard and wrote down).

Met Hitler and Mussolini in my school.

Standing on a dock by the ocean with a few friends when a rare stripeless white tiger swims up and attacks us, so I unload a full pistol clip into it and it barely does anything to it.

In school, tons of weird activities going on and I was failing them, then later, I WILD, but pull back seeing a scary silhouette before me.

Had several, but my favorite: Received a call from "Lucid Awareness", became lucid, then was attacked by my parent's dog which I stuffed inside the TV set and then fell in trying to retrieve it.

There was a huge natural disaster like an earthquake or something and tons of people died and I just watched what was going on like a movie as people scrambled to clean up/get help. (I think this is because of the recent earthquake in Japan)

Found my apartment then went to sleep and acted as the the first person in the classic Doom game, morphed into a fly, then had a FA and used telekinesis to ward off two attackers before going to a bar and having a bubbling margarita with a strawberry in it.

I, a straight female, had a dream that I was a gay male, who raped a young gay boy to the point of almost killing him; I was then chased by his dad and my feet were eaten my a lawnmower that had come to life.

Someone I know was sitting on the floor with their legs out and holding a giant meatball in front of their crotch. I bowled another meatball into the spot next to it.
Oh shoot, two sentences!

I was condamned by Inquisition to execution, and in my trial, the bishop told me that everything in it wasn´t serious, and it was only a contest, saying:" Congratulations, you've just won 150 thousand dollars!"

My boss paid me for the work I did last week in person, and my mom, who was there, argued with me about which tasks I did and didn't deserve to be paid for. :/

I am Carl Jung and William Howard Taft is so uncivilized!