Weird dreams

I've had several dreams about living in a sci-fi dystopia. All I remember is that in one of them, apparently we weren't allowed to buy new shoes. I was living at home with my mom and we had to frantically hide our new shoeboxes.

Buying new shoes is treason. Treason is punishable by death. Have a nice daycycle, citizen.

I was watching a darker and gritter reboot of Cyberchase. Motherboard was still around, but communication with her was impossible outside of where she lived. Digit wasn't there; the role was filled by Gonzo the Great instead.

edited 3rd Jun '14 11:06:12 PM by lewattoo

And taht's how you can tell this was a dream; gritty and Muppets don't go in the same sentence.

Well, I had one where I was apparently in San Francisco with family and we ran into terrorists (they were obviously terrorists, I just knew) and I was the only one who noticed that they were actually terrorists, so I went to the airport to warn the officials, but then I ran into what I can only describe as my female clone/altverse self. And then I woke up. It was awesome.

Sound like the plot of Little Brother

Just woke up from a dream where No Game No Life is actually a huge crossover of different anime. Dinosaurs, dragon, exoskeleton, random shit. Bare in mind that I have never watch a single episode of NGNL. Then my old home was turned into a massive flowering pot with gigantic pumpkin vines sticking out. Someone from a quiz show magically transported to my room and start begging me to do a quiz show. Yup, tons of WTF.

I had a dream of a crossover song on Doctor Who. At one point, it featured Prince with a penis nearly as large as he was. I found that mildly questionable, until my subconscious placated me by pointing out that different countries have different standards as to what's appropriate for children.

More "anticipating a commission" dreams. This time, the artist in question insisted on having Ganondorf in the picture with my character. Then I got spammed with pictures of him (that the artist drew) until I finally caved and said okay.

I wish I could remember more of it than "alien soap operas" and something about messing up my sleep schedule, because it was one of those dreams that's so weird I forget most of it upon waking up.

Alright, 3 last night worth posting:

Supernatural:
It's the end of the world, for real this time. Crowley has everything he needs to cease all existence. Sam and Dean are being informed about this in various pocket reality bunkers operated by their old (dead) allies. They capture one of Crowley's demons and find out that he has 5 rooms across the country, making a pentagram with an extended rightmost point. The four normal points correspond to something from his life. He has a mobile base of operations that teleports between the five until he is ready to trigger events. When they hear the full story, the base they're at gets ambushed by demons inhabiting soldiers, but they fight their way out. At some point, they recruit the Falcon and the Winter Soldier (both composite characters with Castiel), and split into pairs to go to the four addresses they were able to find. They seed the rooms with pressure sensitive fire mines, so that when Crowley's base gets teleported in, it'd explode. (At the third point, Sam gets caught in the obligatory awkward sex scene of the season. Also, at some point, he became a parkour master.) They get found out, so Crowley doesn't go to those points, but starts teleporting between the two they haven't yet firebombed. They go to one, only to find out that Crowley's troops are waiting. As they strategize, they recruit a local gang, realizing that Crowley has been using his demons to possess cops, military, surgeons and other authority figures. The gang is all to eager to help take the fight to the police. Eventually, Crowley's plan goes through, and he summons the electromagnetic titan Zeus to destroy the world. The team runs away, trying to make it back to their home base, where they supposedly had a deal with the hydro/aerokinetic titan Poseidon to fight off Zeus, but he's taking his sweet time breaking through to the real world.

South Park:
There's a culture of miniature life forms, who look like the lice from that one episode, and with a leader who resembles (and is treated as if he is) Butters' dad. The leader is briefed that their fracking practice has ruined their environment. He contacts his realtor for advice. They suggest he could buy this mythical crystal house, which would solve his problems if only he had the lost jade-oil keystone. He happens to have it, so he goes back and steals the house (it can change size). He uses it to warp reality worldwide, and kidnap all of the real world's leaders, because when the house and keystone are used in tandem, they generate this powerful black headband. Eventually we realize that this all is taking place in a corner of Butters' bedroom, they're tiny toy figures, and the world that is getting warped is the real world (of South Park). The boys try to convince him to stop, but he goes more and more power mad and starts killing off everyone. Butters creates a new black headband, which works to counter the guy's, and reality is reset, only people seem to remember that Butters' dad lost control and almost doomed the world.

For the last , some religion (which was an actual religion in my dream, but I'd rather not post which here) was attempting to convince a boy's camp of potential converts that their way just made more sense. To do this, they marched them along the shoulder of the highway that circled the city they were based in, and tried to get the boys to chant that certain sexual acts that were legal in greater society were immoral in the religion and clearly should be. One of those boys was me, but I became a troublemaker by pointing out that those acts weren't so bad. Eventually, the camp march leader made up an act, based on a road sign he saw ( # Miles to "Breadford"), where people were supposedly shoving whole, wrapped loaves of bread up each other's asses. Then, church policy became that in order to convince people to convert, they first had to convince people that such an act was a mainstream sex practice.

For whatever reason, we had an assignment at school that said we needed to get references. It meant we didn't actually have to do anything. Anyways, I got one from my mom, dad, and Dave Strider. Despite the fact every second word in his reference began with an F, my mom and dad's references had corrections everywhere, while Dave's had none. He didn't even capitalize anything.

Also, there was some new gamemode in Minecraft called 'Omnihard'. Really, it wasn't had at all, mainly because they added a command to teleport yourself back to your items. Other than some freaky skeleton/Herobrine thing I only saw from the back, it was pretty easy.

edited 8th Jun '14 9:24:52 AM by Dimentiosome

Me and my family were invited to a picnic/potluck lunch with characters from The Muppets, Sesame Street and Diary of a Wimpy Kid (not people in costumes, the actual characters). We were eating on the picnic tables outside when I heard a rustling sound coming from the woods next to us. No one else heard it and dismissed me until we saw a very strange beast charging toward us. It resembled a giant ichthyosaur◊ that walked on four birdlike feet. We all hid in a cabin with our food so that we wouldn't be in danger. There was a TV in the cabin that played reruns of The Muppet Show for us to watch. We were all pretty much stuck in the cabin until a hunter managed to kill the beast. Oh, and at the very end, it turned out that we were at a Walt Disney World hotel and "Back to December" started playing in the background. Yeah.

In my dream last night, I imagined that the side fence of my house was missing, and everything inside was messed up because of remodeling or something like that. And also my dad was doing something on the roof.

I dreamt someone was playing the song 'Ayre and dance' EPICALLY. like, I mean, with guitars and symbols and crap.

Yeah, not that exciting, but it was something.

I was in the bookstore in town, and they had taken out their humor section. They were complaining that since I never go in there anymore, they'd taken it out, and they were afraid they were going out of business since I don't go in there anymore.

So apparently, my brain wrote, directed, produced, cast, and acted an entire movie. It even had end credits, but there were no names, just post movie-scenes.

Either my brain has vast amounts of unlocked potential, or tropes have become too prevalent in my head and my brain is using dreams to express them.

I dreamt that Growlithe was the most popular Pokemon among people who love cuteness. Originally, the idea was for Growlithe to have three heads, either dog-like or human-like. You would kill your Arcanine in a sacrifice, getting a different form of Growlithe depending on what item you used. It was nixed because people might have problems with killing a Pokemon just to get a more powerful Pokemon, so it was changed to a normal evolution.

Well, I had a relatively short dream last night in which I dreamed up a trailer showcasing Merida and Maleficent in the new version of Disney Infinity, but I replaced Merida and wound up driving an F-Zero-like vehicle underground with an enraged Maleficent chasing me for some reason. I crashed the vehicle into a room full of giant Post It notes covering the walls with all sorts of random statements on them. Maleficent came in and told me that touching any of them would cause the statement on them to occur. I accidentally bumped into one that said: "You have swapped bodies with the last person you saw." And so I wound up swapping bodies with Maleficent! I had a brief Man, I Feel Like a Woman moment (further making Maleficent mad) and then I woke up.

Why do I keep switching bodies with people in my dreams??

I was at a local mall that had been struggling for years but is now doing better. They had kicked out Planet Fitness (which IRL got placed in the middle of the mall a few years back), closed Sears and replaced it with a new location for J. C. Penney, torn down the existing J. C. Penney for another store, and cut the oversized food court in half to add a new wing between it and Younkers. The new wing was full of new and interesting stores, some of which I was taking pictures of with my phone. On the way out, security stopped me and asked me why I was taking photos, and I said number one, they were for Wikipedia, and number two, there was a sign for a contest regarding mall photos, so what was the big deal anyway? I eventually convinced them to let me keep the photos. On the way out, mom was driving me out of the parking lot, and her brakes failed so we had to crash into a snowbank.

Okay, so Sixy was, for some reason, at my house. Then, my dad yelled up to my mom, "THE DOG NEEFS TO BE FED"(I have a dog) and I was like "Tell him I already fed him." And my mom yelled down, "HE WAS ALREADY FUCKING FED!" and I could just hear my dad saying "SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!" and Sixy and I were just there laughing.

Huh. That's definitely an...interesting dream.

Last night, I dreamt that my toilet was filled, as in filled to the brim with excrement. For some reason, I ended up flooding the entire room with poo water, and in the end, I carried what looked like a shit pudding, to throw it outside.

...I really felt sick, when I woke up.

I can't help but laugh at the people who say it's impossible to read in dreams, because my dream two nights ago was just reading the following notification on my Wii U exactly as typed below:

"Dear users of the Nintendo Network,

We are sorry to announce that due to poor sales, all support for the Wii U has been discontinued. We will continue to release all games slated for release throughout 2014 and 2015, including Super Smash Bros. and Splatoon, but we are currently working on a new console which will be released shortly.

Nintendo"

edited 14th Jun '14 1:19:10 PM by BaffleBlend

Had a dream last night that me and my sister got into a fight over french toast; namely, whether or not it was considered a "cheap" meal. The fight escalated to the point that we were JUST shy of excommunicating each other from the family, when I had the bright idea to take my mother's scrapbook, go to the nearest office print store, and threaten to shove it into a shredder unless my sister backed down.

I dreamed that my cat, and several other cats, came into my room to try and wake me up. Their methods included jumping on me, turning on the lights, and setting off an alarm. They scattered when I woke up and hid in the bathroom and under the bed.

It was quite a cute dream.

For the first time ever, I had a dream inside a dream. Unfortunately, as dreams are wont to do, I forgot most of it. I remember I fell into a pit while in a group and then I woke up to find that the only people around me were clones of me. Then I woke up and started talking to one of the members of that group and found out they had the exact same dream at the same time. Then I woke up for real.