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      not lucid, just a funny ass dream (longish)

      its fuzzy cause i had it a few months ago. but here goes.

      so im in this hedge maze like garden but it wasnt a maze it was like the park in syphon filter (an fps game for ps1). it was like mid day but kinda cloudy, big poofy clouds. i think i was in syphon filter actualy now that i think about it. cause i had this colt m-16 assult rifle for some reason and it seemed like i had some other guys with guns running through this garden with me. it wasnt all 3d like videogames usualy are it was real skin and metal and grass. any way all i remember was running through this garden shooting these random guys who were obviously bad guys when we all reach the end of the garden, a hedge wall or a brick wall covered in ivy, i cant remember. in the center of the wall there is a 5-6 foot wide opening, like a gate without a door. we all walk through it and we pop out into this strange partialy begun constructed several storie building, like in counterstrike or unreal tournament if youve played them. theres steel girders holding up slabs of concrete, an unfinnished sky scraper, but it was only like 5-6 stories tall. so we pop out on about the middle level of our building and the saroundings of the building are like arid dessert, you konw that cracked dirt stuff, like that. i look strait ahead and see a simular construction thing with a few guys walking around on it. they were obviously bad guys. this building is like just over half a football field away and between the two buildings was this big light blue lake, kinda like sky blue, but you couldnt see the bottom. so my building extends about 50-80 ft to the right and i figure we should spread out if we are gonna kill the guys across the way (i had no motive to kill them, they were just "the bad guys" you konw). so i duck and run toward the end of the right side of my floor as everyone starts shooting and there is this sniper on the top level of the other building (their buliding was slightly lower than ours i remember now) the sniper is this chubby teenage kid who looked kinda like a kid from my elementry school. seems like he was wearing a white tee and blue jeans. any way he was shooting at me the whole time i was running. so i stop behind this big steel girder and pop out a few times to take a shot at this fat kid across the way.

      this is where the fun sets in for thoes of you who are bored.

      k so im shooting and hiding from this fat kid when my friend luke comes hobbeling along draging along this rifle behind him. hees hunched over and it seemed like he was holding his chest but he wasnt shot yet. and i was so pissed at how stupid he was cause he comes shuffeling up and hes like "dude matt... dude matt... dude... whats up... matt" he just kept shuffeling towards me like he had somthing cool to say and he kept trying to get my attention by saying my name and the whole time im yelling at him how dumb he is and how he is gonna get shot. and sure enough that fat sniper shot him, but since he was facing me luke got shot sideways. this is important because the sniper shot him like three or four times... strait... threw the butt cheeks. just in the side of one cheek and out the opposite side into the far wall. and i just was so pissed at how stupid he was cause he didnt try to hide or anything he just kept shuffleing along saying my name. the very next part i dont remember but i thought the wole butt cheeks thing was random/awsome. what i remember next was that the fat sniper kid got frusterated that he couldnt hit me so he droped his gun beside him on the concreet and did a perfect swan dive into the lake. he was swimming like a mad man to my side of the lake, and it seemed like i could see a knife in his mouth. so i move out and try to shoot him while hees swimming towards me and i remember taking like a billion shots but all of them either missed or did NOTHING to him. so he finaly gets to my side and swims up to this bouldery embankment to the right of me cause he sees that he can climb up it and get me. as soon as he gets out he instantly turns into this hugely fat black lady, dressed in 1920s flapper cloths, kinda like queen latifa in that movie chicago, almost exactly like that. and this lady is pissed, she just climbs up the boulders and rocks like they were flat ground and since my gun wont kill her i drop it and deside to throw a bunch of golf ball sized rocks at her. i remember that each and every rock hit her right in the freaking fore head too. i had perfect aim with these random rocks i picked up. each one nailed her right in the forehead. so she gets to my floor/level and as soon as he foot hits the concreat the lady marmalad song with chistina agulera and mya and them just starts blasting. and she comes right at me and im still throwing rocks and she is doing this awsome dance to the music but still charging me and looking very pissed. i remember she just kept coming witht the lady marmalad music just BLASTING and then she comes face to face with me and my dream ends. luke was gone at that time and all i remember was this black lady charging me.

      this was on of the funniest dreams to recount to my friends ever. i love it. it wasnt lucid but it was intertaining. what do you guys think?
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      this is kinda like a demented story of rambo, re-made by WEIRD-AL.
      great dream!
      oh and welcome to the forum!




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      Haha, luke. Anyway i sort of had a dream like that recently. I was in the back hall our school's auditorium standing by the door to the stage with some classmates. So we were talking and this big guy opens the door to the stage and shoves us all inside. When we got in it wasn't the stage at all, it was like 4 or 5 stories of metal pathways going around this room that looked like a giant boiler room. We were on the top level and across the room some more classmates come running through doors on the other side. They all start picking up whips that are laying around and begin beating each other. I was confused until someone on my team handed me a whip. I immediately ran down a ramp to the next level down to see more weapons on the ground. This time they were stronger ones like handguns. The weapons seemed to get better as you went down. Anyway I got shot, i didn't see who shot me, but I got shot and died. One thing i noticed before going down was through a glass window high up it looked like there was a box seat to an arena, and inside were the director and assistant director from my school sitting in beach chairs watching.

      Later in that dream, after I died, I was in the back hallway again. This time someone from my church pushed us all in and there was more people to fight. I was prepared this time, and immediately picked up a whip and started lashing. I made it to the next level down and had a handgun in one hand and a whip in the other. I was taking out people left and right, my class and churchmates. I was kicking ass to say it in a simpler term, and then I woke up.

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