Psych LadMy metaphorical family tree ate me. I was drawing it, and then it ate me. What the fuck?
I fudging luff yew.
Adveho in mihi LuciferYesterday night I dreamt I was fighting with Neil Patrick Harris for a boyfriend. My brain is weird like that.
A single phrase renders Christianity a delusional cult
Way of LifeStrange dream last night. Teens turning into birds. In order to better to turn into aliens. They hunt for a cure.
Lord British Role Model All-Pope Leo I, HNICApart from the cure, that isn't that strange.
Way of LifeI remember that book series. But was one of the Mom's an Ensemble Darkhorse?
Upupupupu!More weird-ass dreams. In this one I was trying to prove that a commercial (I think that's what it was...?) I saw was real to my parents by describing it to them. It apparently involved Snoop Dogg dancing (like the GIF of him from Snoop Dogg Kirby) with a bong-like object that wasn't a bong, because the commercial would be banned if it were a bong (this is why my parents didn't think it was real). Also, there was an audience made up of identical dancing Snoop Doggs. I think the song they were singing had something to do with a dance club but when I woke up the song was still going through my head but with "dance club" inexplicably changed to "bus stop"... O_O I also recently had a different dream in which the "comedy house" of Halloween Horror Nights 2012 was revealed to be about crossdressing superheroes.
You can't kill a stone....As best I can remember, my dream involved me staying in a money-themed hotel. All the bellboys were identical old, pudgy, balding men with small noses and watery eyes. A few college professors were staying there, planning to kill Dwayne Johnson for blackmailing them, the woman in the room next to mine was a relative (when I asked her what her precise relation was, she dodged the question) of Bellatrix Lestrange, not seeming too upset that I had killed her a while back, and the whole thing was a front for a new MLP villain who could possess bodies and was planning to crash Mars into Earth/Equestria (which one we were on was a little unclear).
Panhandling sign glued to hands. Need $5 for solvent.
Pretty vacantIíve had two odd dreams rather recently. The first one was a few nights ago. It began with me and a few other unidentifiable people on some strange house (it looked like a house, kind of resembled a cabin of some sort, but it moved as if it were a car) in an open field that looked like it extended too far out to the horizon to exist. Everyone was apparently searching for something, myself included, when I happened to look up into the sky and saw some surreal image that I canít quite remember. The image in the sky had a handful of nonsense phrases that made sense in the dream and ended up showing us where to go. The trip to the sought after location was skipped over entirely in my dream; one second Iím with all of the other people looking for something, then Iím all alone in some sinister looking version of my backyard. At this point, the dream started resembling a video game. As it were, certain unseen, threatening people were searching for me. I somehow knew there was a trapdoor somewhere that would need a handle to open it, so I ran to where I (somehow) knew it would be. I awoke before I got a proper conclusion. The other dream came to me last night. I was in my front yard with a few other members of my family. A storm was raging. Thunder sounded, lighting shone, and wind blew everything into a great mess (your guess as to why anyone was outside is as good as mine). It was all very odd, though, everything seemed very unnatural. Then, through a break in the clouds, I saw some very strange, sky-spanding, metal construct that appeared to be directing the storm. This construct looked as if it were directing the clouds to a hill that doesnít exist in real life. On the crest of the hill was a hole. Out of the hole appeared some vulgar looking thing that I canít remember the look of. All I do know is that it was long and slender, with an oval head and long arms- other than this, I have no recollection of its finer aspects. Before I awakened, I felt certain that the strange creature was Nyarlathotep. The first dream greatly resembled, at least in the latter portion, the video game Call of Cíthulhu: Dark Corners of the Earth- that probably has something to do with the fact that the day before I had watched C1tickals play through of it. The second dream with Nyarlathotep in it probably because Iíve been reading The Dream Quest of Unknown Kadath for the past two days.
edited 23rd May '12 11:04:56 AM by IHNMAIMS
Lord British Role Model All-Pope Leo I, HNICHad another one, that I want to record quickly as I'm still tired and want to go back to sleep. I'm watching a season finale of Supernatural, which could also be the series finale. Over the course of the episode, I interest my older sister and dad in the show a bit. Inside the episode part of my dream (which has notable pauses for commercial breaks while I'm dreaming it), Sam and Dean have just figured out how to kill this latest monster type that is directly under Lucifer's control: they're in child bodies, so the bros. prepare a boobly trapped playground of holy weapons, let the kids in, and stand on the sides of it and watch them get blown up. Only, a couple are a bit resilient, and even after getting hands on and forcing them into traps, there's only a couple traps and 5 of these monsters left, who, now in adult bodies, pick us )I'm sam in this portion again) up and try to force our heads of. Then... Lucifer teleports them away and has a conversation with us. He saved our lives himself, and has a proposition to make before we die anyway. If we agree, we sneak him into heaven and he gets to spend 3 weeks in a heaven desert as a scorpion (that looks suspiciously like a crab) before voluntarily being imprisoned in hell and ending evil once and for all. In exchange, he uses his power to sneak us into heaven, where we spend eternity. After an exchange between the bros during which the bros. consider taking the deal but leaving Crab!Lucy on his back, burning him for 3 straight weeks, tricking him, the deal is accepted. The Lucifer heaven segment happens mostly offscreen, so we don't know if the bros. do that dream alteration or not, but after it's over, they end up in their parents' heaven, happy to be reunited once more. Their parents being composite characters of their parents and Uncle Bobby and his wife. They reminisce with dad for a bit, while mom comes to catch up in a minute, but when she does, Sam realizes there's something a bit odd. The wife died without being fully human, so what's before us occasionally slips into demon/ghost-spirit mom. She attacks us, and the bros. realize that with this deal, the people saved by them weren't fully saved. Before she can land a hit, the bros. somehow manage to put a hand on each other and teleport back to the living world, now with the celebratory knowledge that they can hack themselves into heaven once they die. But for now, business as usual. During that teleport back, my sister had stepped out the front door to make a call, but when she stepped back in, we talked about the episode and I reminded earlier season finales used to have a faster start and were better overall. As she agrees, I notice she left the front door open. I go to close it, but I see a moving large silhouette on the other side I struggle over the door with this person, but they barge in and knock me (6'2 muscular guy, so this isn't easy) to the ground to storm in and hurt/rob our parents. I grab onto his shirt and use wrestling moves to bring him to the ground where we struggle. I wave my head to motion for my sister to grab and hit him with a fire poker, but she doesn't get it. I scan him and don't see the bulge of a gun in his clothes, so I try to headbutt him onto our tile floor in this room. As I bring my head down at point blank range, yelling, I wake up into real life as I do so. This was the first dream in a while in which my real life parents were together. In this case, living in an approximation of my mom's house, with some of my dad's house's influence.
SPLANGI had a weird-ass dream a while back. It involved my girlfriend, and then I was whining because Gran Turismo 4 had PS1 graphics. I'd just bought GT4 that day IRL, but I hadn't played it yet.
edited 24th May '12 5:23:02 AM by MrMallard
One day, House was walk into his House. "It is good to have House House!" say House, as he walk into House House.
8luh 8luh.One dream involved me knitting a sweater for myself, then realizing I was making it way too big, but that if I folded it in half and had the front and back be all one piece I could make it fit. The more interesting dream involved me going to some park where they had a Pokemon tournament. I was expecting it to be the card game but everyone had plushies (mine was a shiny Raichu for some reason) and then the plushies came to life and we had to battle with them and catch other Pokemon, so I was trying to catch a Ninjask because I thought it looked cool.
The statement below is true.
The statement above is false.
Bien plus heureuxMost of my dreams are either too incoherent or too disturbing (usually both) to describe in words, but last night I had one of the tamer ones, which I'll share here. I was at a really fancy, formal dance of some kind; I don't really remember who else was there besides my mum and several of her friends. Who really stole the show, however, were two girls of about my age; a stuck-up self-important bitch named Lisa, and a very charming girl full of dry wit whose name I've forgotten (if my subconscious ever assigned her a name in the first place). The strange thing is, both of these girls were completely made up - they seem not to have been based on any girls I knew in Real Life or any fictional characters I was familiar with. I was flirting with the Girl With No Name, and it was going great; I was really interested in her and the feeling appeared to be mutual. Meanwhile, Lisa was being an incredible showoff - she was wearing shoes with ridiculously high heels, and she was flaunting them all over the place. I decided she needed to be taken down a peg or two, so I requested a fast rock & roll song (sadly, I've forgotten which song it was) and asked her to dance. This being a formal event, she couldn't refuse without it being seen as a major insult - Real Life balls probably don't work that way, but whatever. She accepted, and we danced, and she looked very clumsy trying to dance to that song on her epic heels. (Note that in Real Life, I can't dance to save my life unless you count mosh pits as a dance style, so this would have been just as embarrassing for me as for her; fortunately, this wasn't Real Life). Humiliated, she went out into the garden. As You Know, fancy parties like these only take place in places with gardens. Having defeated Lisa with Politeness Judo and The Power of Rock, I walked after her to gloat. But before I could make any smug remarks, she started crying and running away. I gave chase. She took off her shoes and threw them away so she could run faster; as she ran, her tacky pink dress fluttered up, revealing her even tackier blue underpants. (Yes, I specifically remember they were blue). She surprised me by running out of the garden, out onto the street, and then fucking jumping in the Nieuwe Maas. Apparently, there had been some serious troubles hidden behind her bitchy, arrogant attitude. I ran up to the edge of the quay, and looked into the water several metres below me. I saw her swimming, which meant she was at least trying to survive. I yelled at her that I was going to get help, sprinted back to the party, and screamed at the top of my lungs that 'Lisa has jumped into the water! We must rescue her!' Everyone followed me as I led the way back to the place where Lisa had jumped off the quayside; however, when we got there, she was already being pulled out of the water by a harbour crane (which, for some reason, was manned and operational even although it was late at night). When the dockworkers delivered her back to us, I slapped her in the face and yelled 'What did you think you were doing?! The Meuse isn't a swimming pool! You could have died!' Around that time, I woke up. In the hands of a skilled writer, this would probably make for an excellent short story.
edited 24th May '12 5:38:35 PM by MidnightRambler
That's the way you do it: pony for nothing, and your mares for free. Just another brick in the Wall of Text.
No Dragon Powera couple of nights ago I dreamt a parody of "make a man out of you" song and performed by Batman accompanied by five-year-old versions of the entire extended that family, and my Batman related fankids, and Korra. it was mostly a very cute The Comically Serious thing in its finest except for the part where killer croc got thrown through a wall by Cassandra.
edited 24th May '12 7:10:32 PM by RandomChaos
With the power of a dragon I can make up for my inability to spill.
Gradin' since 2012!Last night, I had a dream involving a very expensive candy store. They were selling lollipop Kit-Kat bars. Don't ask me how... It then transitioned into a Noah/Beth (Total Drama Island) fanfiction...
"Last Christmas" becomes funnier when you replace "heart" with "butt" ~ Peaceful Apocalypse PM Box is open, if you wanna talk.
I had a dream last night that this girl joins a fraternity, because she doesn't want to join a sorority. On her first night there, her bedroom door keeps opening and slamming shut by itself. One of the frat lads tells her that a few years ago, someone was murdered there and now the angry spirit of the murdered lad wants blood. So, the girl and her frat mates spend ages researching how to tackle this spirit, coming to the conclusion that they should Kill It with Fire. The frat lads set the house on fire, the girl sets the spirit on fire using her spray deodorant and a lighter, and the whole place blows up when the beer bombs that the lads make blow up.
Friendly Neighbourhood PsychometristOh boy... It's was pretty difficult to summarise, but here goes: It was basically this really weird Grimdark My Little Pony fanfic. Cheerilee and her newlywed husband went out to vacation in Mexico(!), only to be kidnapped by this bizarre cult of possibly Japanese pony pirates. Cheerilee snapped, went all Cheerilee's Garden on them, and summoned a band of demonic Teletubbies. Also, this was interspersed with surrealistic versions of my life. I distinctly remember looking at miniatures at a skewed version of Renegade Miniatures, and taking my dog out for a walk in the park (which is how the dream ended). And the moral of the story is that I shouldn't read Fallout: Equestria before sleeping. Or should I?
Protect the weak, defend your rights
And join in love together:
The Hoof, the Wing and Horn divine
And Elements forever!
There was this little group of singing Santa-style elves and this guy hired them, but then he insulted them and wouldn't pay them. So they morphed into a pink living staircase thing with all these little winged legs kicking on the side and chased him around in circles while chanting. During all this, violin music was playing. I don't know what to blame this on.
edited 1st Jun '12 7:04:16 PM by UmLovely
'80s TV Action HeroA gas leak?
Winter is Coming In Absentia Lucis, Tenebrae Vincunt Si non me, qui?
Thanks. Yours is cool too.
Eevee BreederI dreamed about a zombie apocalypse. I don't know why, as it isn't a thing I usually dream about, and I wasn't thinking about it before going to bed. Me and my mom were in a strange building of some sort, the rooms in which bore vague similarities to the rooms in my house when it comes to contents and layout. They were all either white or silvery in color. The floors were silvery, the walls and ceiling as well... and there were zombies. Me, my mom and a vague presence I think was my dad were standing with our backs to each other in a sort of triangle as we faced the zombies with our chainsaws. The zombies were coming at us from all directions. The vague dad-presence disappeared for no reason after a minute, and then some stuff happened I can't remember. I think it involved wandering around the building looking for something, possibly my dad. Then I realized I had the coordination of a one-legged chicken and accidentally hurt my mom's right arm with the chainsaw. For some reason the damage consisted of a few big red cuts and nothing more. They bled at first, then stopped for no reason. I then apologized and decided that maybe I shouldn't have a chainsaw as my weapon of choice, and so I put down the chainsaw... and went to go get a sword that was conveniently next to a doorway. Apparently swords can't accidentally hurt the person standing next to you. Every time I tried to get the sword, however, a zombie came out of the door that was next to the sword. Then I woke up.
edited 3rd Jun '12 11:32:30 AM by KatanaCat
I have seen the future, and before you ask: no, it is not particularly interesting.
NSFW First dream I had about being trans that didn't suck for me. And first dream I had with a huge focus on the nads.
Here's one I had after falling asleep again during the late morning/early afternoon: I was floating above this semi-busy cobblestone street. There was a kid walking down it and every so often, a giganitc, bloody puncture wound would appear on the road surface, railroading the kid (or possibly me, since I think they unnerved me more) further down the road. Eventually, the kid walked up some stairs into a builing that let you see the afterlife (my first impression was that it contained the afterlife, but the design suggested otherwise). The basement, which the front door opened to, was hell, viewable from an elevator with the back wall as a stylized window and described by a female voice as "nine levels of pure lava", though it looked more like blood, which makes more sense. When asked a question, the voice said thart the devil was "just as low as he's ever been." I got the feeling that the building allowed you to see other afterlives/parts of the afterlife. The weird part was that the front door opened to the basement. It was one of those dreams where after I wake up, I find I've been asleep for less than an hour. Somehow they're always nightmares, although they usually have Nothing Is Scarier as the main element.
edited 10th Jun '12 4:05:22 AM by Ghostninja109
I've been having way too many video game dreams lately (two counts as too many, right?). First one: NES game based on My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic. I remember the graphics and gameplay were highly reminiscent of Konami's TMNT platformer for the same console - the music may have been from there too, I don't remember. It was pretty bog-standard and non-gimmicky as far as platformers go - hold right, jump over pits, jump on enemies, clouds are safe to walk on. I started as Twilight Sparkle out in the middle of a grassy field, fighting a couple of easy enemies with simplistic AI (may have been parasprites). A couple of screens to the right was a tall wooden structure with ladders to climb up. At around the halfway point there was a long, flat section where I fought a miniboss, either the Mysterious Mare-do-Well or a pony in a generic head-covering cloak. Upon defeat, the clothes fell off revealing Trixie underneath, who then - inexplicably - transformed into a large blue version of Twilight's cutie mark and moved off the right side of the screen. Above the wood building there was a platforming section amongst the clouds... that's as far as I got. Dream 2: SNES game using Panel de Pon characters. Started as Lip in a green cave with waterfalls pouring down in the background. Lip, for some reason, could climb walls. At the bottom of the cave, which was basically just a short wall to scale and then a long fall down with a bunch of platforms to get in the way, was a river. A tunnel to the left led to a waterfall, which presumably would lead further into the stage - I wouldn't know, because at about that part I ended up back at the beginning of the stage, this time playing a ROM hack that replaced Lip with a ninja turtle.
Lip for Smash Bros. 4! (Please?) Don't send me PMs, I can't answer them right now.
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