Weird dreams

A few nights ago, I had a dream that someone from Wheel of Fortune had met me at a local mall (a mall that is currently undergoing a great deal of construction to remove most of the enclosed mall portion to make the stores face out into the parking lot). They told me that not only was I going to be on the show, but they also had some historical information on the show to give me for a wiki that I've made about the show. It was a book of old puzzles that they had in 1988, and it showed me a couple weird categories that they said they only used for a few months because they were too confusing.

An odd one from last night.

Basically, I'm in this... demonic gameshow, much like The Crystal Maze, except for one major thing.

Instead of tokens at the end which are flying in the air and you have to get, I have to collect gold tablets, and put them into a chamber so they can disappear. If I pick up a silver one, that also disappears.

But the stinger? The gold tablets are souls of innocent humans, and the silver tablets are monstrous demons.

Now, being I had to find a way to kill off these demons in order to get that far, I did in fact pick up a few silver ones with the ten gold ones, and got every one of them.

Because of that, I managed to escape... but had to deal with each demon I accidentally summoned, and I did.

And the weird part comes when I die with the last one who I beat, and get sent down below and end up being The Dreaded to the demons because I managed to fight them and win constantly. And now I'm stuck in Hell and am pretty much fighting my way through this constant onslaught, utterly loving it and not ever stopping.

It ended not long after I got into Hell though, but it was obvious where it was going.

I had two dreams last night.

First off, my folks and I went to Disney World for vacation, only for Disney Villains to try to take over the park...followed by the entire state of Florida! Nothing really came of it except for the dream getting kinda repetitive with said Disney Villains declaring things to be their property (like Universal Studios, a Food Lion, some hotels, etc.) before we sat down in a living room and began talking with Gaston and Captain Hook about random stuff. I actually got tired of the dream by this point and woke up.

In the other dream, I tried out a new Pokemon game which opened like any other, except a twist was that the Pokemon trainer actually became the starter Pokemon that they chose (or a cyan Yoshi, for some weird reason) and the gam was like one of the Mystery Dungeon games, just with stuff like avoiding Pokemon trainers who wanted to capture you added. Afterwards, I went and found a bouncy ball the size of a grapefruit.

I forget exactly how last night's dream went, but it had to do with meeting up with buddies during a vacation I never took, and at one point one of them (I think it was another troper, actually, and one that I actually don't know too well at that) ended up dying offscreen or something. Go figure.

I had a very simple dream that I fell asleep riding my beloved cyan Yoshi across a grassy landscape.

I love when my dreams leave a peaceful memory for me.

edited 12th Sep '14 3:29:32 AM by BaffleBlend

I've had a dream where I was about a high school age, and been hanging out with friends (mostly aged-down version of my university acquaintances plus some random people). Then a war between Russia and Ukraine+USA broke out, and for some reason it was going to be decided in a big old-style battle across a vast green field in a perfect sunny day. Everyone in my group been told to report to their respective "side". I did not participate, for some reason - I've been assigned to assist some outside observer - and spent a lot of time wondering if my friends are going to fight each other and just what would happen if they would meet on the battlefield, with an assumption that we won't harm each other.

Under the circumstances, not really such a weird dream

I dreamed that I had either turned myself into a woman or put on some kind of hologram of a woman over myself for reasons that I cannot remember right now, and it had something to do with some dance I was going to that I had to go to as a woman or whatever.

I saw a hoatzin in my backyard. I live in Ontario.

Mom, sister, and I were at a restaurant that had a portion that only permitted 21 and older. I was eating nachos. The restaurant had "feelgood" in the name, so I started talking about the song "Feel Good Inc." I played it on my phone for my sister, who said she loved it.

Ok, first off last night, I had a dream about Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends where Bloo tagged along with Mac to school and discovered a (presumably imaginary) Mudkip was a new student there. (Said Mudkip could walk on two legs and was about as tall as Mac.) The Mudkip went to Foster's with Mac and Bloo after school and, since he apparently had nowhere else to stay, becomes a resident there. The next day, however, things get weird.

At school the next day, Mac discovers more Mudkips at school that are identical to the Mudkip they befriended yesterday, and some of them act like his fellow students. Sensing that something is wrong, he leaves school and bumps into Bloo who tells Mac that almost everyone at Foster's has also turned into Mudkips. They find out that Skipper, the first Mudkip, has a curse that causes everyone he comes in contact with to turn into copies of him, both physically and, eventually, mentally. Strangely, Mac and Bloo are okay with this. The episode ends with Mac and Bloo having become Mudkips along with everyone else at the now flooded Foster's (except Mr Herriman, for some reason, who is now stuck having to keep all the Mudkips out of trouble) with everyone sitting around eating s'mores and talking about how everyone leiks Mudkipz.

I almost want to see that as an actual episode now. (Maybe with a better ending, though.)

edited 17th Sep '14 7:32:03 AM by kablammin45

Last night I had a dream where Rachel was the final boss of a videogame.

It was a Hopeless Boss Fight.

I've been on Yack fest too much.

Last night I dreamed about seeing a movie starring Mr. Clean. For some reason, he had four arms.

"This house is such a mess. I'd need four hands to clean this up..."

*CRASH*

"Your hero has arrived!"

'NO! THIS IS WHAT HE DOES! HE RAISES YOUR CLEANLINESS STANDARDS TO IMPOSSIBLE LEVELS OF UPKEEP!'

Had some passerby in a bookstore lampshade my tendency to buy from the stock-clearance section of the bookstore.

Said dream passerby is absolutely correct. Can't argue with getting books at a third of their regular price. And there's that time where I managed to save RM 80 on a first edition of And Another Thing... (you see why that's a good thing)

I woke up from an amazing dream! It was so cool I was sure it was real until I woke up.

It was a huuuuuge Disney crossover between almost all of their franchises. In one movie. The plot was that something was corrupting the good Disney characters and turning them evil. Tigger became a biker type, Aurora looked more like Maleficent, Cinderella became selfish like her stepsisters, etc.

It would have been really disturbing if it weren't so cool to watch. There was a huge kerfluffle between the magic users of the kingdoms and Merlin even went so far as to remove the Cheshire Cat's magic from him. I forget why, but he was a suspect. There were a few original characters too, like Miranda the Dreamland Queen. She sort of resembled a cross between Madame Mim and Cruella DeVille in that she had that sort of thin-lined animation and wispy hair, lol. I think she was a good guy though.

The biggest part, though, was a reveal about a third of the way through: the APPARENT main villain was... Snow White's prince. He wore a hooded cloak and carried a whip, which is why the reveal was a surprise. But Snow White believed in him, and everyone else couldn't believe he would do such a thing, so there had to be someone else behind it. I remember this one part where he chased her across a river on his horse, but Snow White escaped! But JUST as I was about to see who the real evil behind it all was, I woke up.

I'm betting it was either the Horned King, Maleficent, or Chernabog. In the dream I was betting on Chernabog.

It was just so interesting to watch. The characters were turned evil by three 'strikes' of this firey blue magic.

Also for some reason the movie was called "After Ozma," hinting that it may have started life as a Return to Oz sequel.

edited 19th Sep '14 10:00:48 PM by lalalei2001

Save that in a text document so you don't forget it. That idea shouldn't be lost.

Dreamed last night about not one, but two...let's call them "ex-almost-girlfriends" (as in, we dated a bit but never officially got together). One I ran into at a restaurant, the other I was mysteriously Facebook friends with again. Huh.

Last night I had a dream where someone reffered to me as male and I angrily corrected them.

Wish fullfillment.

Something involving a (presumably) transgendered succubus in a game. I don't even.

My dreams have been bizzarre as of late.

Last night's was more depressing than weird. I had died somehow and was a ghost, and I was hanging around my family trying to get through to them and let them know I was still there. There were other parts, but that was the main one.

I remember something that happened at the very end of the dream I had the other night.

I went into a large field by a lake and got on an exercise bike that was in the middle of it for some reason. It was covered in rabbits and they all ran away, except one who stopped and transformed into some kind of antelope who could talk. We had a conversation about my exercise habits (he said I should exercise more) when suddenly a large brown billy goat also appeared and started head butting the exercise bike as fast as he could. Eventually, he was head butting it so hard that the exercise bike began going airborne (with me still on it).

Soon it was like I was simply flying through the air like the bike was hanging from a rope. The goat was still head butting me when a plane flew by overhead. "Look out! It's a wind-up!" The antelope shouted. He and the goat run away, and I finally crash landed my exercise bike in a very muddy swamp full of baby bottles attached to blue and pink frilled parasols floating down from the trees. I woke up a little while later.

Is that what it feels like to take drugs? The dream was like a drug trip. (The antelope has a point, though, I do need to exercise more.)

Had a dream me and my mom were on a picnic. She was alive again. We were eating waffles over by Concord, ID. After she poured the syrup on them, i told her I missed her, and she said "I miss you too", and when she put the syrup down, she cut off her own head and started fucking it.

What.

Last night, I had two dreams end the exact same way: surrounded by a bunch of people visiting “shock sites,” and me covering my eyes and saying, “I don’t want to see.” Then they’d say, “It’s OK to look now,” but I knew they were just being assholes and pranking me, because I could FEEL the cell phones they stuck in front of my face with my knuckles, and I told them so.

I’m glad I don’t have friends like that in real life.

There was also one in which there were hotel rooms located inside a shopping mall. I went back to my room because I left something there (my laptop, probably), but I forgot which one was mine. There was a young Southeast Asian (Thai or Indonesian, I forget which) lady there with a native animal that looked like a small raccoon that she had tamed, and was walking on a leash. It was super-cute, but it bit me, hard, on my index finger. Oddly, its bite did not break the skin.