Weird dreams

All I remember from last night's dream was that one of the actors who played Batman had his wrinkles applied on with makeup.

Multiple dreams this morning.

I had a dream where there were ants on my bed coming out of a tiny hole. I wondered how smart ants were, and watched them head off in a random direction. So I placed food nearby, and watched as they ignored it. So I pushed them toward the food, and only then did they get it, but I also had to manually redirect them back home or else they'd head off in another direction. I concluded that ants simply go in a random direction until they find food, and they repeat whatever randomness works. Obviously, that's not how they work in real life! Later, teeny tiny "wasps" (that look like Beedril from Pokemon) appeared, and there was a voiceover narrator saying something about wasp eggs being tiny and yellow, and I saw some teeny tiny yellow "eggs" and I thought, "I have to get rid of these but not touch the wasps."

Then the dream changed to me being at work and having to redesign the office phone list. But I somehow broke it and messed it up completely, making it look far worse, and at one point, all the information was deleted. I eventually realized how different and inferior it looked to the one I'd made before, and wondered how I could get so far from what was previously perfection. Every time I printed it out in the dream, it looked different and worse from what I'd created onscreen. Colors got wrong, like the background becoming dark red with black text, making it barely readable, or the header being pushed off the page, etc.

Later in the dream, I was driving to work (yes, despite having been at work in the previous segment, now I was driving there), taking a totally different and much more scenic route. I pass by a nice looking river and some other things and I think, "I should go walk there and take pictures. Maybe leave an hour early and take some vacation time so I could walk there and take great pictures." I arrive at work and I'm almost an hour late. I think, "Well, I should take this route on the way back home, but not to work."

Then the setting suddenly changes to high school, bringing me back to my previous "I'm repeating high school for some reason" dream scenario I've had multiple times in the past, and I think how I can't just show up late to class the way I could in college (yes, college, not work). The time is like 9:50 or so, which is not an hour late for high school, but much later than that. The time somehow transferred from my "late to work" dream to my current "late to high school" dream. I think how I'm clearly too old to plausibly be a high school student, but someone there clearly thinks I fit in, and I think, "I can't keep repeating high school forever. Sooner or later, I'll look out of place."

Then I wake up.

Not so long ago, I dreamed we were on a road trip to another city, and on the way there we got caught up in a huge disaster, with floods of water going past us, carrying mass piles of debris along with it. But what made it really disturbing was the way it was all moving. The water wasn't flowing the way it naturally would, but shifting around strangely and chaotically along with the debris, and many large structures and buildings weren't completely collapsed, but stacking on top of one another and moving as if they were on a conveyor belt. To add to all of this, there were circus performers juggling and doing tricks amidst all of it, acting as though they were oblivious to everything happening around them. I wasn't sure whether they were actually carrying out a ritual to create the chaos I was seeing, or if they were somehow just illusions that happened to have popped up as a byproduct of magical disturbance, but something definitely seemed not only inhuman but also unreal about them. Then we were about to drive through an underground tunnel, when suddenly it became flooded and the car was submerged along with us, and that's when I woke up.

The last thing that I remember from last night's dream was that Steve was introducing (apparently) a Gender Flipped version of himself named Krista to the audience. She was wearing a lavender dress with spaghetti straps, had long messy hair, a unibrow, and chest hair. She was also planning to take over the show by tricking the Care Bears into reading her cult books.

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edited 30th Jul '17 3:56:49 PM by TroperNo9001

I had applied for a part-time job at a bar. Myself and another applicant were sitting at a table, waiting for our interviews. He got called up first, over an intercom, and went to the office. He stormed out a couple minutes later.

They called me over the intercom, but instead of sending me to the office, they said, "Please take all empty glasses off the tables and wash them in the sink up front." I figured they'd decided to start with the skills portion of the interview, grabbed a bus tub, and started clearing the glasses off the tables. The place was huge, there were four separate dining rooms.

But I got most of the glasses...and then I ran into the pig. A very angry piglet had escaped from the restaurant next door, and was running around the bar, causing havoc. I stopped, let the pig approach me and sniff me, petted it, and it bit me! I didn't drop the glasses, though. I just took my hand back, then walked over to the sink and started washing dishes. One of the waitresses asked why I didn't try to catch the pig. I said, "He'll wear himself out eventually, just block the door with a pallet of napkins or something when he goes over to the restaurant again." This seemed like a completely novel idea to everyone, and they did it.

While I was washing dishes, another waitress (the boss?) told me she'd put me on the schedule. I reminded her that I hadn't interviewed. She said, "You don't need to. You can do the work and you're not an asshole, so you get the job."

My dream last night was pretty cute overall. XD

I don't remember much about the first part. We were at my grandma's house, but she wasn't there. There was this cute cat (she resembled Catty, but I don't think it was actually her) who was playfully chasing me or someone else around outside the house. Suddenly, I decided to go in the house for some reason. The cat agreed, but asked me not to take too long.

So I went in and saw that my grandma's computer had been left turned on. I tried to shut it down, but I couldn't find the "shut down" button. I spent a long time searching through the computer and accidentally opening different programs (mostly games) on it. When I finally did manage to shut the computer down, it turned right back on to open one of the games, so I spent another long time trying to shut it down again. By that point, I knew I had been taking too long for the cat, but I was determined to shut down the computer for some reason.

In the next part of the dream, it was Valentine's Day, and all the parents left to go to the circus. The rest of us went to play Team Fortress 2... in real life. Just like in the game, I wasn't doing very good, and I died several times. To make things worse, we actually felt pain from each other's attacks, such as when my own brother sniped me in the shoulder!

Eventually, some of us got tired of it, and we decided to go to the circus. At this point, we all turned into cartoon animals. I was some sort of bird, with a lab coat, glasses, and a German accent.

Anyway, we got to one, long tent with five doors. A carnival barker standing outside challenged us to solve the puzzles in each room in the tent. I wanted to do the first room, which was full of clowns, but someone else went in and won before I could.^note Although I think the point of that room wasn't to solve a puzzle, but to face your fear of clowns, which doesn't apply to me. Still, I would've liked to at least meet the clowns. The other people/animals with me went into the other rooms, and solved the puzzles in all of them... except one.

I went into that room, and the goal there was to use LEGOs to make a LEGO minifigure swing on a trapeze without falling off. Rita was already in the room, trying to solve the puzzle, but she couldn't figure it out, and left in a Rage Quit. Like her, I tried and failed to figure it out, then left... but then, as I was walking away, I figured out how to solve it (I don't remember how), then ran back into the room and solved the puzzle.

When I went back out, the carnival barker revealed that the tent had another story, with five more doors.

You know how you can find instruments of the devil at your average Australian beach? I had a dream where, for some reason, they had them at Hogwarts. I was there for some reason, and there were Cone Shells, aka "the poison thing that lives in a shell that spikes you when you pick it up", as part of the Care of Magical Creatures lesson. They may have poisoned my dog. (This was just a dream, though.)

I also dreamed that I went to a place that was like a cross between an office building and Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. I went with a group of people, which may have included Bacon Zorp (or a Composite Character of her and other people). Disconnected from this, I suddenly started singing "Advance Australia Fair", even the words I didn't know I remembered. There was more, but I forget it.

edited 31st Jul '17 8:18:29 PM by TropesForever

I was traveling across the UP, visiting a bunch of thrift stores. We passed through this small town and I saw a bunch of abandoned buildings, including a Dairy Queen. I went into a thrift store near it and bought a bunch of albums, including some Nirvana album that had apparently never been released. At some point I ended up at a Shell station near the Mackinac Bridge, which for some reason also had a thrift store in it. I crossed over to Mackinaw City and found a bunch of new stores had opened in the city.

My twin brother and I were on vacation. We had to meet a group of people and go to a dance on our last day. Things kept going wrong, and we had to camp out the night before.

We had met up with a few members of our group. One of them was Grant Imahara. He slept in the same tent as me, in the sleeping bag next to mine. When I was drifting off to sleep, he reached over and held my hand.

I woke up in real life because my heart was racing and I was blushing. Hello, my name is Raspy Mink and I am LAME.

I'm kinda interested in posting music ...

https://youtu.be/Wxwa4eZs-GA

I have a lot of dreams where I've afixed a bayonette and am charging becacuse we're out of ammunition that's the only option we have left.

edited 2nd Aug '17 10:15:09 AM by kouta

At about 1-2 AM on July 31st (that was my 39th birthday btw) I lost a 13 year old kitty and it wasn't fun. Scotty died in a hidey-hole under my kitchen sink and pulling his corpse out from under it wasn't fun.

A lot of my dreams since then have been seriously messed up.

My dream last night started with this weird Mickey Mouse cartoon. In it, Pete was a pirate captain (although he was apparently a one-man crew) who kidnapped Mickey and took him away on his ship. Mickey thought for sure that Pete would kill him, but instead, he told him a story. Pete told Mickey about one day long ago when he fought a giant sea serpent, which he described as "beautiful". Then he looked up at the moon and called it beautiful, too.

At some point, Pete fell into the water. Mickey pulled him out, but he was already dead. At first Mickey thought that the sea serpent came back and killed him, but then he looked at the moon and noticed that it looked like his eye. This somehow led Mickey to believe that Pete and the sea serpent were his parents.

Then I was playing Team Fortress 2. In this version, in addition to playing as the pre-made characters, you could upload your own character models to the game and play as them. I mainly used this to play as Spongebob Squarepants characters (although I also created my own character, a human-sized plush elephant), and I was laughing my ass off the whole time, even though the "Stop Having Fun" Guys hated me, and I kept getting killed only a few seconds after each time I respawned. At one point, one player pinned my character down and leaned over me, saying something like "Shut. The Hell. UP!" But then someone else snuck up behind him and started attacking him, which only made me laugh even harder.

There was also some other game, made by Disney, where you have to stop a Mad Scientist. There were a lot of opportunities for Video Game Cruelty Potential, such as shooting at the starship Sgt. Calhoun was piloting, so me and my brothers had a lot of fun with it.

edited 3rd Aug '17 8:46:14 AM by DrNoPuma

The other night I had a dream with a lot of weird elements: exploring an abandoned hotel that had rooftop parking and for some reason also had a KFC in said rooftop parking; a Meijer store that was focused entirely on bulk and specialty foods; and some race in a tunnel.

I dreamt that Zechs Marquise won and made 45 kills in the most recent season of the Hunger Games, even if he was never nominated in the first place. Yes, you've read that right. 45. Kills. Pretty sure the death summary said that he mowed down every other tribute except for two who died of natural causes in the finale.

edited 12th Sep '17 9:11:18 PM by TroperNo9001

I was fighting a boss on Splatoon 2 (or something like it) which seemed to be an enormous shapeshifter. I didn't see the first phase, but the second was a giant Affably Evil Vector and the last one was a giant version of your player. By the way, "giant" here meant between 100 and 1000 feet tall.

Anyway, you fought it in a giant box similar to some custom Super Smash Bros. Brawl levels. You could go through the top, apparently to dodge attacks. There were a few springs in the bottom corners of the box which you could use to get to the top again. You had to use the Charger to destroy a proportionally tiny white crystal on its head. For the Inkling form, the best way to do this was to stand in one place while it charges, then move away at the last second.

About the approximate scale given earlier? The Inkling form was so big that when fully zoomed out, you couldn't see below the end of her shorts when at the bottom, and you couldn't see above her neck unless you looked up to aim at her head crystal. And Vector was about the same size. Oh, and the battle was somehow contained inside a colossal warehouse that easily made it look like your character shrunk.

Myself and two strangers were working...somewhere. (A hospital? A space station? A combination of both?) There was a sick patient who needed emergent transport. A Real Life coworker of mine was assigned to transport the patient.

He deliberately stalled until the patient died because it was almost his off time, then tried to place the blame on dispatch for not emphasizing how quickly this patient had to go. One of the strangers was distraught, the other was angry and ranting. I entered a state of Tranquil Fury and typed up an incident report, complete with all relevant times, signs, symptoms, verbatim quotes, and patient history. Hey Weasel Co-Worker, allow me to introduce you to the underside of a bus!

I woke up before command staff could read the report, unfortunately. And I was still righteously angry and had to unwind before coming to work.

I had a new art class at my college. It was at a completely different building off campus, so they had us meet in one place on campus, then took us to the other building in a helicopter.

Then my family was going shopping... with Bill Fagerbakke. Just as we were about to leave, the store's staff told us that they wanted Bill to stay to do the voice of Patrick Star over the intercom. But for some reason, we couldn't wait, and without us, he wouldn't have a ride. Fortunately, Ken Page was there too, and he offered to do the voice instead. He tried his best to sound like Patrick, although it still sounded a bit like Oogie Boogie.

Then, someplace nearby, my brother and I were looking for Green Stars. After we found 3, Aku appeared and told us that we won the chance to play a bonus minigame. He opened a portal, and I jumped in.

The portal took me to a minigame where I was going down a long, dark, and very narrow tunnel lined with spikes. I had to get to the end while touching as few spikes as possible. I succeeded and went on to the bonus round, where I was swimming through another tunnel, but this one was fully lit, and filled with all sorts of treasures, from coins and gems, to weird stuff like artworks and fish. I tried to collect as much as I could.

I dreamed that it was Christmas, and I was watching the Doctor Who Christmas Special, but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't concentrate on it (I had a similar dream about The Force Awakens before it was released). It was all over the place, and Mark Gatiss' character was only there for a few seconds. At one point, it turned into a strange version of Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, and the Doctor was both Lupin and Sirius Black, and supposedly heroically sacrificed himself by flooding Hogwarts with water that contained sea monsters or something like that. After he died, he ended up in a Celestial Bureaucracy. I gave up and decided to watch it on Boxing Day. Meanwhile, I was debating with Troper No. 9001 about the quality of Muppet fan sites, bizarrely.

You dreamt about me? I'm... not sure what I feel about this, but I bet it was a good, civil debate.

Haven't posted here in forever, but I feel like this one's weird enough to be worth mentioning.

There was a new version of Final Fantasy VII, but it wasn't a remake so much as the same thing with new stuff added. That was the idea, anyway - it didn't actually have anything to do with FFVII.

I was running around some town or other in full Kleptomaniac Hero mode, and that eventually led me to an inn. At least, I think it was an inn. There was a guy on the first floor who was an obvious stand-in for Donald Trump (he was referred to as "Tromp") and when you talked to him, he set the building on fire and ran away. Later, during a memorial for the people who died in the fire, he showed up again and announced his intent to buy the land the hotel had been on.

After that, I went online and tried to figure out whether Tromp had been in the original game or if he'd been added in the new version. I don't remember what the answer was, but the next part of the game had you sneaking into one of his dinner parties and trying to gather information. During that time, I snuck into another room while he was talking, and found one of his ex-wives and her very young son locked up in there, living with straw all over the floor like barn animals. I don't remember much about where things went from there, but I think I was trying to figure out how to get out without being noticed.

(No, I don't actually think the real Trump is quite that level of depraved, but I still can't stand him, and I'm pretty sure this was some kind of manifestation of my frustration with current events.)

edited 4th Aug '17 6:36:25 PM by SapphireBlue

I think my dream last night started with me looking through TropesForever's avatar gallery and noticing that he had an avatar of some Five Nights at Freddy's character resembling a dog. But I didn't recognize this character, because he isn't an actual character in the games.

But my dream said otherwise. The next thing I knew, I was in a weird version of the first game in the series, and according to my dream, in the first game, this dog character was in this game, taking Bonnie's place, but never appeared again after the first game.

My family and I were taking a long bus trip. As we got down, we saw a Bollywood dance troupe of kids with their dance teacher. They asked me for some ideas for their next performance, "Mathematics: The Musical In Space!" I took up the offer, and they also invited my family to the event. We got on a silver space pod that looked like the Rubies' and blasted off. The trip took only one and a half minutes, and we landed on a moonlike planet. The dance teacher gave us some spices, not to be eaten, but to be spread on the surface so that the people back home can see it with their telescopes. We decided to draw the four symbols of the Play Station.

I never got to see the musical, though.

I was reading a creepypasta about time loops except it just seemed like an ordinary slice-of-life story about a dude going through his day and trying to come out to his friend. I woke up, fell asleep again, and dreamt me and my mom were standing in line at Home Depot because a Spinosaurus was lounging around in the living room section.

My dream last night started with me back in high school (I'm in college now.) I can't remember exactly how this whole thing started, but it involved this real kid who I knew in high school. We didn't really talk a lot (I don't think either of us was very outgoing), but we got along well enough.

Anyway, I think I was watching some sports event at my high school. The kid was there, watching it too, I think because his girlfriend was participating. But then, somehow, I accidentally messed up the whole event. That itself was already embarrassing, but it was about to get worse. The kid was pissed, and he called in four of his friends to beat the crap out of me (or maybe even kill me, I don't remember).

I'm not a very good runner or fighter, so I mostly evaded them with dodging and fakeouts. I somehow managed to get away from them.

I went to school the next day, when I passed by one of the kid's friends. I just walked by casually, thinking the heat had died down. But nope, he still wanted to hurt me, so he called the rest of his friends, and they began chasing me again. This went on for a long time...

Until I was cornered by one of the kids. Suddenly, the Hobo Bros came out of nowhere, and Kevin tackled him. I can't remember what happened to the kids after that.

But anyway, I kept meeting up with the Hobo Bros after that. I thanked them for saving me, and we went out and did all sorts of things together.

I had a short, but awful dream this morning right before getting out of bed.

I dreamed I had a Primarina in real life, but she ran away. My folks and I went out to search for her, and I eventually found her...on the side of an interstate after being hit by a car. After crying my eyes out, I wandered around the immediate area in a horrified daze until my folks found me.

That's what I get for waking up, but deciding to sleep for juuuust a few more minutes. I don't remember the details of the other dreams I had last night, but they weren't nearly as awful as that one. (I think one involved my family and I discovering an extremely rare fish shaped like a colander in my grandparents' swimming pool.)