Weird dreams

That feeling where you wake up sad at first because it felt so real... I know exactly how that feels.

I only remember one part of my dream last night.

It started with me and my family sitting in the kitchen together... except I was Sonic the Hedgehog. My mom was reading the news on her computer, and telling us about all these school shootings and acts of terrorism that had happened recently. She also got an email saying that my grades were suffering, but she was having trouble opening it for some reason. So I asked if I could go save the world. Being an actual video game protagonist, instead of just sitting down and playing video games, I actually did them in real life. I was going to go through the story of Sonic Unleashed or Sonic Colors, something like that, and I remember making a very meta comment like "Oh yeah, and there's this new game called Sonic Forces, so once I finish this storyline, I wanna get started on that one." Anyway, my parents let me go.

So I went to the first stage of whichever Sonic game I was "playing". It was a mostly clear stage where I could run around carefreely, but there was this big structure in the middle of it, that looked like it wasn't finished. It resembled a big, curved ramp, and I wondered if I could run up it. I said something like "Well, the devs wouldn't have put this in the game if I wasn't allowed to use it." So I started running up the structure, only to see that there were construction workers at the top, still building it. So I decided to leave them alone and went back down.

Later in the stage, I encountered the first few enemies, but they turned out to be much more dangerous than I thought. Just as I was fighting them, my parents, who had somehow followed me all this way, walked up and told me that they had finally been able to read the e-mail, and started to tell me all the bad things my teachers had said about me.

One teacher said I was rude to her and refusing to take notes in class or something, another said I was failing at quizzes that were simple and everyone else was passing them... yeah, it was all stuff like that. I don't remember which teachers my parents named, except that they were all teachers I had years ago. But according to them, I was still failing in school, and they told this to me while I was already fighting for my life with the robots.

edited 21st Nov '17 5:44:45 PM by DrNoPuma

He may be a giant, nightmarish brute, but like all villains in this series,he sure can sing.

I drew a freaking amazing picture of Sia.

That's it, that's all I remember. I had a little piece of scrap paper (about half the size of a regular sheet of printer paper), I drew this badass picture of Sia, and then I was sad because I'd put such a ridiculously good drawing on crappy paper.

Another Senior Starship Captain dream.

This time there's a star system within our borders with an inhabited planet that has intelligent life on it. Technology wise, they're about where humanity was in the late-1960s. They've been able to pick up our radio transmissions for decades and knew a) we're out there and b) we inhabit a lot of star systems.

Their star system is close enough to a major trade route that we have a navigational becon, space station, a few System Guard vessels in it. First contact was only a matter of time.

A few months ago they launched a probe on a trajectory that would take it very close to our space station. We made contact a few days later.

The first phases went very smoothly because we'd been studying them for two centuries and were prepared. Now we're working out how to integrate them into the wider interstellar community with the minimum of fuss.

My role in the dream was working with their space agencies to integrate their very small and inexperienced astronaut corps with our System Guard (but not our Navy ... yet). The youngest and least experienced member of our System Guard stationed there had spent more time in outer space before reaching adulthood than all of their austronauts combined.

Physically, we're about the same size, shape, and have similar basic life support requirements (atmospheric composition, atmospheric pressure, and gravity), so our starships can accomodate them for short periods without much difficulty.

The hard part is all the little details that need to be addressed before one of their astronauts can be stationed long-term on one of our starships or space stations as a liason. Everything must be looked at to make sure it's useable by both of our species since there's almost no space to spare on a starship and species-specific systems need to be avoided wherever possible.

Dietary requirements will always be species-specific and, in the dream itself, I'm working with several of their experts, several of our experts, several of their engineers, and several of our engineers to come up with a water reclaimation standard that's suitable for both species and doable by a single system that won't release impurities toxic to either species, rust, corrode, or be clogged by scale deposits and/or other contaminants.

Once that's done the standard will be given to nutrition experts of both species so we can come up with rations suitable for long-term storage on a starship or space station without using refridgeration, and be produceable by both societies.

That's just one of the details that we're addressing.

I am a proper young lady who does not bite her father at the dinner table. My relaxing music playlist.

My dream last night was weird. It started with me and my family going to our neighbors' house. Our neighbors were having some weird event for the whole neighborhood. Each person got a fishing pole and went fishing in the neighbors' swimming pool, and they would pull out some dead animal or something. Then we had to take whatever we got to our neighbors, who had apparently added a meat processing room to their house. They told us that the objects in the pool fell into three different categories of meat, all of which had weird, long names. We had to tell them which category each object fell into when we gave it to them. The whole thing was so weird, yet I was the only one who was concerned.

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The next part was just as weird. My brother and I were in a different swimming pool with some other people. Suddenly, we started talking about Sonic Forces and how I was excited to create my own character. My brother revealed that he had somehow already created a character for me, even though we didn't have the game. But he showed the character, a smol brown owl, to me, and I loved it.

The next thing I knew, I was the owl character, and I was wandering around a big office building with winding, maze-like hallways. I somehow knew that a bunch of cartoon characters were being held captive there, and I was trying to find them and break them out. I finally found the section of the building where the characters were being held, but I had to talk to a secretary at a desk first.

Apparently, anyone was allowed to visit one of the characters, but you had to know which exact characters were in the building, and I didn't. To progress, she made me do this puzzle where she had a big list of characters, and I had to choose which ones out of them were in the building. I just blindly guessed, and got it wrong, so the secretary called security on me.

The "security" turned out to be a giant, 8-bit pixellated guy who started chasing me through the building. I could actually feel his hands pressed against my back, trying to wrap around me. But then I somehow trapped him behind some objects by writing a sign that said something like "Only (character's name) version 2.0 or higher can pass."

Suddenly, a hole opened up in the floor, and the mastermind behind the whole character-kidnapping plot rose up in a chair. It turned out to be Mr. Burns. He commended me for finding a way to outsmart his henchman, and I asked him why he was doing this. Just as he was about to start his monologue, I woke up.

edited 23rd Nov '17 1:09:03 PM by DrNoPuma

He may be a giant, nightmarish brute, but like all villains in this series,he sure can sing.

I can't remember much about the dream I had last night, but I do vividly remember one specific part about it, and a good thing, because it was the most interesting part. :V

For some reason, I had gotten a new job at some store or other. That's not the interesting part. The interesting part was that, for some reason, I went to work there dressed in a fursuit. But it wasn't any old fursuit, it was of a bizarre centaur-like alien creature. I vaguely remember what it looked like; the creature had toes instead of hooves, four arms in addition to four legs, a muscular build, slightly armoured-looking thick skin covered in dusty brown fur, a rounded head, four eyes arranged into a 'v' shape, and an indeterminate number of big, pointy ears. Could have been two ears, could have been four. I think the creature was female, too, even though it didn't have telltale gender indicators.

I want to draw this thing so much. :V

edited 23rd Nov '17 8:01:57 PM by PresidentStalkeyes

"If you think like a child, you will do a child's work."

This one wasn't too nice.

It was a seemingly ordinary day, until people noticed everything slowly getting brighter and hotter. Turns out predictions of the Sun's lifespan were a few billion years too long. I remember someone pointing that out to me and I could only reply with ""THE SUN'S GETTING BIGGER?!".

Just as everything whited out, I found myself on a roller coaster in a parallel universe. Said rollercoaster may have been a metaphor for the portal used to evacuate everyone from Earth, or to the afterlife. It wasn't much different from real life, except the colours were more saturated.

...

I had two rather weird ones tonight.

In the first one, my family lived in a rather odd setting. Basically, think if a city-state decided to model everything in its society into The Theme Park Version of Victorian England, while keeping modern technology around. Now add elemental magic, griffons, and a general "weird things are to be found around just about every corner" atmosphere.

Anyway, my stepdad's son (technically my half-brother) was part of my main family (IRL we haven't even seen each other in years, and he was always closer to just a friend who lived really far away and occasionally visited), for all intents and purposes my actual brother. We were also somewhere around age 14. Our parents evidently practiced a Free-Range Children approach, given that most of our time we just wandered around looking for interesting things.

It was rather fun, though he was still as hyperactive as ever and it was difficult for me to keep up with him. Especially because of the city's theme park Victorian-era fashion, I was wearing a hoop skirt. Kinda hard to run in one of those. But aside from the movement restriction, I kinda liked wearing said dress.

Anyway, I remember us seeing the griffons I mentioned earlier. They were guarding a building that we thought was a library. He tried to pet one of them, and it let him pet it on the head, but as soon as his hand went near its neck, it almost bit (pecked?) his arm off. I tried to pet one of them as well, and it went OK until my brother pulled me away from it (understandably worried), which caused it to lash out.

I remember that we found some kind of evidence of a big theft of beer barrels, decided to be Kid Detectives, and then somehow ended up on a cargo plane as it was taking off. Someone on board noticed us and opened up the cargo doors mid-flight, which brought in a very strong wind that threw him, my brother, and a whole pile of beer barrels out of the plane. I panicked when I saw him fall out, and I somehow managed to stop the wind from blowing everything out and made it throw him back inside. This was later explained by our parents as air magic. Anyway, after that we closed the cargo doors, and made way to the plane's cockpit. We could see that the pilot was a regular man when we entered, but once he turned his chair around to face us he suddenly transformed into Ragnaros the Firelord, of all possible beings. I remember him lifting his hammer and saying what is essentially his catchphrase (DIE, INSECT!), and then the entire front half of the plane exploded.

The next thing I remember is that we were just fine, back on the streets. My brother was kinda confused as for who Ragnaros was, since he's never played any of the three Blizzard games he features in. We were apparently rather satisfied that we had figured out that the Elemental Lord of Fire was the one responsible for a major barrel theft, nevermind that he wasn't caught and his motive for bothering to steal a pile of wooden barrels was left completely unexplained. (My guess? He wanted to burn them.)

We then went home, talked to our parents about the things we had done, and got the explanation for my ability to tell the wind what to do. Evidently, it doesn't work at night or early in the morning, and under no circumstances was I supposed to try using it to fly. (Then again, given what kind of society we lived in and what I was required to wear on a daily basis, that rule might have been not because it's dangerous or forbidden, but to avoid giving people the opportunity to look at my petticoats.) Regardless, I was rather disappointed at that.

However, the other dream entirely revolved around me discovering the ability to fly. In that one, I was back in more or less my daily life. I had recently discovered how to fly (or at least float in a controllable way) and decided to show off to an entire street full of people. I began it simply, opening up an umbrella and then floating up Mary Poppins-style from the middle of the crowd. One by one, people turned to look, but it took them a while to realise that it was not a trick. By that time, I'd floated high enough to stand on top of a 30-meter tall power pylon that just happened to be there. I put the umbrella away into Hammerspace, and tried to look like I was going to address the crowd, but instead decided to pull up a flute and play it very, very badly. At this point, people were more scared than amazed or weirded out. Apparently, in this setting, spontaneous flight powers were primarily associated with Karl Marx, of all people. And I was making a deliberate allusion to him, as he had also floated off from the middle of a crowd and then played a flute really horribly. And him doing that had somehow been a significant part of the emergence of Communism.

So, in a nutshell, I was basically trying to incite an open rebellion and/or invent a controversial political ideology in the front of hundreds of people. And I got away with it. Sure, some people were put off by all that, and many were in the process of calling the police. But after I was done, I flew down and met up with a whole bunch of people praising my courage and wanting to join in on whatever I was doing. One kid, couldn't have been older than 8, also revealed that he could fly as well and had been hiding it his entire life, believing that there was no one else like him. So I gave him a hug. In mid-air, as we were both flying. It was awesome.

Afterwards, I headed to a bar. The Straw Hat Pirates were there, the entire crew. And we started drinking together.

"If I was a tabletop RPG character, my player would be accused of both minmaxing and overdramatic roleplaying." -Me

I think that I'll just post from my most recent dream journal and let it speak for itself.

11/22/17

The first part of the dream was about an orchestra concert that I was going to see. It was I’m the morning and I was trying to get there before I had to work at a local high school. I was having a hard time finding the concert hall. And then I looked at my watch and it was 8:40 AM. It was time for me to get to work, and I was hurrying there.

The second part of my dream was very weird. Apparently it was in the point of view of Moist von Lipwig, the Discworld con artist who was forced into government service. I had an appointment with Lord Vetinari, the ruler of the city. On my way there I noticed an old brick building being dismantled with the words “public library” written across it. But the windows were empty and it looked as if the building was gutted.

When I reached the office, I remember arguing with Vetinari (or rather, I was shouting, he was calmly responding) - about not being able to tell time, since that was apparently the clock tower that was torn apart. He mentioned that I would figure it out.

That is when I noticed a window A/C unit and heard the water dripping.

I did mention I had an idea and was smiling at the idea of using water drips to tell time.

I woke up soon after.

edited 25th Nov '17 5:31:36 PM by Misuki

Even when your hope is gone, move along, move along just to make it through

I had two different ocean-themed dreams last night.

In the first part, I was with someone else (I think it was my brother?) in a glass tower. We were trapped, and a huge flood outside was starting to completely submerge the tower. Fortunately, the glass never broke. We just stood there, watching the water rise around us, as different sea creatures swam by to look at us.

In the next part, my family and I were watching this weird animated movie. It was about a team of different characters...

• Captain Haddock, or someone similar. He was the leader, and for some reason, he believed he was Poseidon. He was still a nice guy, though, just wacky.
• Another human character, who argued with Haddock/the Haddock expy a lot.
• Bowser, having gone through Adaptational Heroism and portrayed as a Gentle Giant (he could still only speak in growls, though).^note For the record, I like to believe the "All the Mario characters are actors" theory, and I do think Bowser really isn't a bad guy, so that's probably why he played this role in the dream.
• The Team Pet, which was a baby seal.

...all in a submarine together, going on a crazy adventure. The film's climax involved the team fighting a bunch of gangsters who had somehow gotten into the sub. The heroes won rather quickly, forcing the gangsters to abandon ship, and the film ended right after that. I was surprised at how short the film was, and I went on IMDB (in the dream) and found that the film was exactly one hour and one minute long.

edited 27th Nov '17 5:21:40 PM by DrNoPuma

He may be a giant, nightmarish brute, but like all villains in this series,he sure can sing.

So, I was going to the theaters, right? I saw a shit ton of movies at once, but even then I wanted to see one more. But when I came back the next day, I didn't have enough money. So I got a job at the sewers cleaning shit up.

THEN when I got enough, they were doing like, a Spongebob musical based on the first movie?

I decided not to do that, so I saw the one movie remaining. This movie wasn't really a movie? It was just a room that you sit in.

Apparently, though, it does weird things to the "audience," who was only me. It turned me into an anthro bunny for some reason. And it was like a slow transformation too, it wasn't just like poof. It was for serious. Hurt too.

And I just spent the rest of the dream as an anthro bunny girl.

I remember waking up and rubbing my head checking for bunny ears to see if it actually happened kinda spooked.

edited 28th Nov '17 5:06:34 AM by Beverly

I'm Huney B now. Okay?

Stupid brain..... giving Bev better dreams than me.....

“Now! Let us engage in the art of deduction!”

The only things I remember from my dreams last night was trying to get on (and then trying to get off) an annoying elevator, watching The Price Is Right and seeing someone cheat their way into the Showcase in a spectacular way before being caught by Drew Carey at the last minute, and going down a huge and very long slide with a bunch of random Nickelodeon and Cartoon Network characters. (In that last case, I think I was a Nickelodeon character for the duration of that sequence, specifically Ickis.)

"Hey, gimme a minute to get to know everyone, 'kay, Brainy?" "Of course, but please allow me to get a word in, too, bzz."

Last night, I dreamed that I was in a dark penthouse. There was a wall-wide window, so I could see that a) it was night, and b) there were huge buildings surrounding mine.

Anyway, in the penthouse itself, I was surrounded by all sorts of sweets. Cookies, pies, Peppermint Patties, you name it. They were all set up and organized on plates. I kept trying to take a few, but a man kept swatting my hand away and telling me "Not now," or something along those lines. That didn't stop me from nabbing a chocolate cookie, though! I don't remember when the dream ended, but I was very disappointed to find my pantry devoid of sweets.

I just realized...a lot of my dreams take place in cities.

Somebody once told me the world was macaroni, I took a bite out of a tree

I was talking to one of my cousins earlier today. Turns out we had the exact same dream last night right down to some of the nitpicky details like what colour my socks were.

We're on a camping/ice fishing trip with her parents. It's cold enough out that we're really bundled up. The dream started when we're getting ready to go to sleep. Because of how cold it is we're doubling up - two people per sleeping bag.

My cousin described to me how we managed to fit four rather tall adults with multiple layers of thick clothing into two sleeping bags inside a tent meant for two average sized adults. The way she told it, it was like a bunch of circus clowns getting into a clown car.

I am a proper young lady who does not bite her father at the dinner table. My relaxing music playlist.

I dreamt about watching a new Tales from the Cryptkeeper episode called "Intestinal Corridor" where a cursed toy in a bedroom teleported two random kids into a stomach and intestines while guardian ants shoved them into the organs, but they got out of the innards in the end. The description on the VHS during the dream said it was "Classic 80's creepiness."

Actually, now that I think about it, my whole dream would make a good episode of Tales From The Cryptkeeper!

edited 30th Nov '17 9:59:33 PM by sabrina_diamond

In an anime, I'll be the Tsundere Dark Magical Girl who likes purple MY own profile is actually HERE!

One where a boss fight with Neo Cortex was him fused to a giant golem made out of cyan lava. He was the head of the golem, and if you attack him, he just jumps back into the golem and heals himself. In order to beat him, you have to disable the mechanism that lets him heal.

Another where I had a friend who was an obese girl in a white and green shirt^note  she doesn't exist irl, but she was calling me out for "eccentricity". If it was symbolic, I think she meant something like my being overly shy. I don't remember much about that one.

edited 2nd Dec '17 7:04:41 AM by StarAndroidJaguar

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When I can't sleep I sometimes start mentally repeating a short phrase that begins with "I wish that I was". I don't really pick the phrase. It just sorta happens. That phrase is usually what I wind up dreaming about.

Last night's version of it resulted in a dream so disturbing I woke up feeling sick. In the dream I'm in 1st grade, bored out of my mind, and daydreaming in class ... about NSFW things I barely understood and won't describe here.

I am a proper young lady who does not bite her father at the dinner table. My relaxing music playlist.

Finally remembered a dream!

Downside: It was that my boyfriend was riding a motorcycle around Australia and I didn't get to go.

My boyfriend and an Australian colleague of mine planned to ride their motorcycles around Australia. The colleague rode a Ducati, the boyfriend got an old Honda from the 80s. They'd text me every few hours with their location, and my job—from home—was to navigate them.

For some reason, I was perfectly okay with this, not jealous or resentful that I had to do extra work while they had all kinds of fun.

Welp. If anyone needs me, I'll be on a Wiki Walk on The Other Wiki, learning about motorcycle engines. Don't try to stop me, i have 3 tabs already open!

edited 4th Dec '17 2:14:29 PM by RaspyMink

I actually know how Ducati valve gear works. It's desmodromic and doesn't use springs.

I am a proper young lady who does not bite her father at the dinner table. My relaxing music playlist.

I had a dream last night where I was walking to my community college's student union, and when I go inside it turns out to be my house. Although it has a few changes. My room got a new HD TV and looked cleaner, and as a few hours go by, people are leaving my house, and when I look outside of my window, it became my regular view of my neighborhood.

I was at my old townhome with my daughter, watching You Tube videos on the big TV. The last one we watched was the music video for TT by Twice (K-Pop girl group).

I cannot, for the life of me, get that damn song out of my head. I listened to it a few times on the way to work. At least it's a pretty cool song.

Here's one for the night before last:

Apparently some of my family members and I were living in our old house (We have not lived there in several years now). There was a lot of ice cream in boxes all over the room and everybody except me was eating some. Heck, there was even ice cream stashed in a desk drawer!

Anyway... After that I somehow saw an ad for supposed re-runs of Cardfight!! Vanguard on U.S. television (NOTE: I'm 99.9% sure that it has never been run on U.S. television.) and I got excited. Finally I could watch Season 1 dubbed so I can see how they portrayed certain characters and events! Sadly I looked closer at the corner of the ad where it had the date "November 26, 2016" listed as when it was supposed to happen. Then I got annoyed because this ad was obviously for over a year ago so I couldn't see it.

So skip forward a little and apparently I wanted to watch Vanguard, but found one of my family members watching it. So the dream sort of switched to the episode where it was supposedly (supposedly meaning that this episode did not happen). Aichi was cardfighting Ren (That did happen in Season 1, but not like this episode) and Misaki realized while watching that Ren was cheating (In a way that did not involve his powers?). She rushed backstage to a really big and strange machine and unplugged it. Apparently this prevented Ren from being able to cheat anymore.

Then somehow my brother and I were in the episode and ran into a guy from Vanguard G named Jaime (NOTE:He's not in the original Vanguard). He seemed depressed. My brother had to leave and said "See you later" to which the Jaime responded with "No, you won't." with a sad smile. He then started rushing over to the balcony nearby and jumped off. I chased after him trying to get him to stop, but I couldn't stop him.

So he lands on the ground safe, but suddenly looking like a chubby out of shape guy. All of a sudden a voice yells "CUT!" and then it switches to another scene with a more normal looking Jaime (I can only assume the chubby guy was a stunt double or something) hitting a fast moving ball coming towards him with a small ax that split straight down the middle after it hit the ball (He also hit it pretty darn hard too). This prompted another "CUT!" and there were a couple other scenes that were gone through.

It was quite a strange one, but this dream was far less frantic than most of mine.

Also sorry if this has been asked before but does anyone have dreams where they meet a celebrity. I have had several, and invariably in the dream I think "This is so cool I can't wait to tell everyone!" then I wake up. Also on a similar note I sometimes have dreams that some cool new game is released (most often a new 2d Sonic The Hedgehog game for some reason) and feel similarly disappointed when I awake.

Had a pretty cool dream. I'd moved to a town which had a neighborhood resembling mine, but was seemingly merged with other neighborhoods and towns and had a lot of quirks; for instance, there was a gigantic redwood not too far from my house, and a tennis court near that. I also had a talking dog, for some reason, and I think I had superhuman powers.

Anyway, for one reason or another, I was sitting under the tree with my dog in the dead of night, in the rain, which I knew was a bad idea; one thing everybody in town knew was that, under no circumstances, should you go outside at night. I heard a girl I knew playing tennis (in the middle of the night while its raining, no less), and I went to talk to her, but I slipped...and landed in an entirely different parallel dimension.

It sort of mirrored our dimension, except for one thing; it was entirely, completely dark. Even my flashlight seemed to be dimmer. I don't remember much else, except for a lot of locusts, and then I woke up. I'm actually writing a story about it, now.

This one hurt my brain.

I'd been thrown 20yrs back in time and taken in by a man who looked like a younger version of my father. Fast forward to the present.

The two of us are happily married with a 19yr old daughter ... who just went missing.

We are very worried about her and going over what happened in the hours before she disappeared. I realized that what I experienced before being tossed through time matched what happened that day and that our daughter was actually me.

So I'd been thrown back in time, married my father, and gave birth to (and raised!) myself.

What the hell, brain?

edited 6th Dec '17 8:53:26 PM by kouta

I am a proper young lady who does not bite her father at the dinner table. My relaxing music playlist.