Weird dreams

A few days ago I had a dream that Dave Goelz had retired from the Muppets. As weird as it sounds, I think it foreshadowed this site redesign, in that it's a big change to something I'm used to staying stable.

I can see what you mean. Good thing that was just a dream.

Last night I dreamed that me and some other tropers were participating in this... thing. It was like a RP thread in real life, in that we actually transformed into the characters we were playing as.

I can't remember what game we were playing, but we were prompted to choose any sort of animal or creature. Beverly chose a mouse, like her character Madeline, Cabe Bedlam chose Klonoa's species... and I chose to be a Giant Pacific octopus.

After that... I can't really remember what happened in the game, or which other tropers were in it. :P

I had a freaky and uncomfortable dream last night involving someone creating a pedophile universe and I was like trying to universe hop in some sort of way to try and stop it? Also Kingdom Hearts gameplay was in it.

I had a complicated dream last night with a Mind Screw storyline involving an omniscient demon named D-9 who looked like a muscular, blue-eyed Sebastian Michaelis, an egg supposedly containing a reincarnation of either a Kado: The Right Answer character or the universe, and a middle school classroom in what was supposedly Brazil. I didn't feel the least bit well-rested when I woke up. -.-"

In my latest starship captain dream I was called in to help evaluate several starfighter prototypes. I usually command battleships/battlecruisers. A carrier captain was called in too.

Our current generation of starfighters are very lightly built and sacrifice firepower in exchange for maneuverability. They can't even dent the shields of most FTL-capable warships with FTL sensors and are complete sitting ducks if they get within the weapons range of all but the smallest ones. Even then, they have to zerg rush it and will take heavy casualties just to breach the shield bubble.

(our strikefighters are tougher because they have to haul around one "short range version" of our smallest anti-ship missile but suck in a dogfight because they're less maneuverable)

The prototypes have about 50% more reactor power out of one the same size as what the previous generation has. This is important because starfighters have to fit inside a carrier's hanger and are dimensionally constrained.

The basic requirement: at least twice as much firepower, better shields, and a much stronger spaceframe. All 5 of the designs (out of 19 proposed) we're evaluating meet that specification.

The carrier captain's job was to evaluate how suitable each one is for use with a carrier. My job was to evaluate how they fare when within the weapons range of escort vessels.

For this we're using a light carrier and its escort group.

I was up late watching my friend's cosplay-making livestream and that probably had something to do with this:

• An animation company such as Sony Pictures Animation, Illumination Entertainment, whoever made Storks, or maybe even DreamWorks Animation on an off day made an adaptation of... DRAMAtical Murder. Yes, the BL Game with sex, violence, and disturbing themes would be the perfect material for a kids' film. It was, as it would have to be, an In Name Only adaptation - Aoba was around 12 years old and skateboarded everywhere (though his design was admittedly cute), Ren was a real dog instead of a robot, and the plot had very little to do with the source material except the very basic "stop the corporate Big Bad." Aoba, his grandmother, Ren, and the Big Bad were the only DMMD characters I even remember seeing - no Koujaku, no Clear, no Noiz, no Mink.
• I somehow ended up watching the first five minutes of this on demand - no sooner had the protagonists been introduced than it veered into a scene of a grandmother blob-thing threatening to physically abuse its snail-like grandchild for writing its name on a sign illegibly because then people would think it was transgender. This had nothing to do with the rest of the movie and was never mentioned again. The most coherent part of the dream was seeing the USA Today review of the movie in the paper: 2 out of 4 stars, upsides "Nice animation and a few clever anime jokes", downsides "Uninteresting plot and characters, said anime jokes will go over kids' heads, other jokes inappropriate for them".

Edited by Katdo on Jun 30th 2018 at 8:48:21 AM

I only remember little bits and pieces of my dreams from last night, which included:

• Hades apparently hijacking a Discord channel I frequent.
• Me fighting Heartless clones of my pet cat, Tweety Bird, and Puss-in-boots in my house's kitchen with a Keyblade...while the rest of my folks were having a conversation like nothing was wrong.

I was on partial leave for the past four days because... well... so I shared these two Undertale-related Dreemurrs at Discord in the meantime.

June 29:

Toriel made pancakes for me after my nap. Upon eating them, which restored 20HP, it activated a sequence that said "PARENTAL BONDING START!" It was just like "DATING/HANGOUT START!" but with familial bonding instead.

June 30:

I was at an airport in Germany. There was plenty of time before our flight, so we went shopping first. We went to the toy store, and there I saw a lot of, you guessed it, Undertale merch. There were Toriel plushies, Sans plushies... even Sans keychains! I wanted them all, but all of them were inferior-made.

But there was one that was in good quality: the Sans keychain. As I was staring at it, a father and his two sons walked by, also picking toys. One of his sons, a little boy, saw that I wanted that keychain. He held it in front of me, then threw it to the ground just to spite me.

I broke down crying as that family left. My aunt (let's call her Doctor Aunt because I have three on my father's side) approached me and hugged me as I cried. I then woke up crying.

Man, those two dreams had contrasting tones.

I dreamt that I tropers was doing audio commentaries for Tropers: The Series with, for some reason, Cyber and Anza. But then it changed so that Cyber was a scientist and I was his assistant, and we were trying to stop global warming from affecting Aboriginal communities, and somehow it involved hot chocolate and a time-skip montage.

I also remember trying and failing to rent out a haunted apartment in New York. Eventually I sold it the Muppets, who sang a song, but this made someone so angry that I went to war with them on a football field. (Bare with me here.) I think I had a love interest in this dream too, but I forgot who they were.

Eventually, half-awake, my brain coughed up a re-enactment of the "Nowhere Man" sequence from Yellow Submarine. It occurred to me that, over the course of the film, you never see Jeremy and the Nowhere Man at the same time. Only after I was awake did I remember that Jeremy is the Nowhere Man.

So yeah, it was weird.

Parental Bonding Start sounds like something that would actually be in the game. I'm impressed.

I had quite a sad one last night. I was being driven somewhere when I received news about my father's in-dream death (^* (he's still alive IRL, thank goodness)) from months ago. Rather than dying in hospital like we had been previously assumed/been told, it turns out he had actually committed suicide. (presumably DOA)

A few days ago I dreamt I had a bird attached to my finger,I opened a window and it suddenly attached itself to my finger,the bird was a hawk,then I manged to get it off my finger,it was sticky for some reason

Last night I dreamt that I was having a lot of trouble mailing my secret santa gift to this one comedian. I was sending her fluffy striped socks.

I had one where the Nostalgia Critic lived close enough for me to be able to walk to his house. Also, he just realised that he was a transgender (M to F) who hadn't had an operation. To further complicate things, "he" had another unnamed disorder (for lack of a better word) which necessitated making Literal Split Personalities out of him.

Just realized I had never posted this dream from a month or so ago so here we go:

My brother and I were asked to check out this amusement park that was allegedly haunted, so that's where we went. The park had a cartoony appearance and was "Nintendo-themed" (and by that I mean it FELT like that in the dream and by Dream Logic it was, but when I woke up... I realized it didn't have much to do with Nintendo at all, similar to the Chargeman Ken exhibition that barely had any actual CK-related stuff in my earlier dream)

One part of the park was this indoor game with different levels, all of them different from each other. (also the part about it being haunted wasn't brought up again after this) I can't remember what the first one was but the second one was a kart race that felt vaguely Mario Kart-ish, another one was a RPG-style fight. I think one of them might have been a rollercoaster of some kind too? You would win various stuff after clearing a level and would carry this along to the next level. If you lost a level, you'd lose everything you had gathered, but you could start the game from any level you had already reached. Outside the entrance you could find some drawers with various weapons to use, and you could choose one to bring with you.

After losing several times and wanting to bring a weapon, I took a bit too long to choose my weapon (and even FIND them in the first place) so as the doors were about to close, I rushed up the stairs and into the room, and managed to sneak in. From there, I somehow got into later "levels" like the kart one despite entering the first one, and I accidentally got in the way of some guy already racing... and was eventually stopped and asked to leave by staff whoops

Edited by Zanreo on Jul 4th 2018 at 1:10:54 PM

I remember a green woodpecker-like bird that flew into my house, something about a tunnel and Todoroki Shouto, and a Fan Convention where being put in a chamber with the Globglogabgalab was a punishment.

Ooh, I had a great one last night.

I (or at least my POV character; in dreams I'm often 'acting' someone who isn't really me) was visiting some familiar place (not a real place, but it seemed familiar in the dream universe) for an extended Christmas holiday. But there was this bizarre Christmas tradition that I and a small group of other people (seemed to be three others, at least two women) were involved in. It seems that, many years before when I (that is, my character) was younger, I and the rest of this group had broken into some sort of power plant for kicks; the power plant (I have no idea how it actually generated power, it just seemed to be some sort of industrial site that wasn't explicitly a factory) was a huge place that involved a number of giant rectangular pools of water in giant rectangular concrete rooms (like a swimming pool but bigger and deeper), connected by concrete-lined canals, and had various security features blocking access to the canals, so it was necessary to break or bypass each security system before moving on to the next room/pool. Our group had kept doing this every Christmas holiday for some years, and the power company had kept upgrading their security systems, but we had always been able to bypass them; we eventually got really good at this.

Somewhere along the line the power company figured out that we weren't actually causing much damage, and that it made more financial sense for them to just set up video cameras inside the plant, record our exploits, and make that into a reality TV show. So by the time my dream was actually set, the established tradition was that, at some scheduled day (or possibly over several days) during every Christmas holiday, the company would deliberately set up a sequence of obstacles and security puzzles inside the plant and our group (dressed only in swimsuits, since we always had to do a lot of our stuff actually *in* the pools and canals, which were nice clear, warm water) would advance through the obstacles, competing among ourselves to finish each stage the fastest. Each room and each canal seemed to have its own obstacle, with some combination of mechanical puzzles and parkour-like courses. The only canal obstacle I remember clearly involved some kind of electrical discharge devices creating perpetual lightning bolts down from themselves to the canal water as the water flowed quickly underneath, and we would have to dodge these lightning bolts as the current carried us under them; my impression was that the lightning wouldn't actually hurt me much, but getting hit would imply some sort of disqualification and require me to restart that stage. On the other hand, the pools were stagnant, and the obstacles in each pool room seemed to consist of four complicated towers sticking up from the bottom of the pool (not connected to any other dry land), one for each contestant, made of shiny white metal and plastic. Each contestant would pick which tower they wanted to solve, and each tower had about four or five little copper-colored switches located somewhere on it, where all the switches had to be flipped in order to open the barrier to the next stage. The towers were sort of skeletal constructs, sticking up perhaps ten meters above the water surface and consisting of a layout of bars, mesh barriers, circular discs of various sizes, etc, requiring Tarzan-level parkour skills (which everyone in the group totally had) to navigate through them to each switch; there was always multiple routes to get to and between the switches, and it was up to each contestant to decide on an optimal route in order to minimize their time. I remember that in one room I chose a tower with a certain obvious-but-slow solution and another route that was fast but considered nearly impossible to navigate due to the level of parkour skill required, and then went for the fast-but-difficult route, impressing the other contestants and the (unseen) audience. Also, part of the tradition was that fans (and possibly the company itself) would donate little wrapped Christmas chocolates and other small gifts to their favorite contestants to be received once we finished the course, so we were all hoping to secure the greatest quantity of gifts and the greatest admiration from the fans.

It might sound silly when I write it down like that, but at the time it felt like amazing fun. Sadly, it seems way too expensive, dangerous and difficult to actually make into a real game show. Maybe someday, when we have immersive full-body VR, I'll be able to go back and experience the awesomeness.

I dreamt of an MLP episode last night.

It was the School of Friendship's talent show, and Ocellus was nervous about her performance. So she shapeshifted into Smolder and cut ahead of her, singing a Teen Idol song on stage^note interestingly, the auditorium the stage was in resembled the one in my high school, but with Twilight Sparkle's colors. After singing the first line, Smolder!Ocellus went backstage, just when the real Smolder entered and sang the same song, but in full. No creature noticed two Smolders entering and leaving at the same time.

Backstage, Smolder encountered Ocellus, still disguised as her. The Changeling transformed back into her old self, shocking the dragon. Ocellus then confessed to her about her stage fright and why she did what she did, and Smolder quickly forgave her.

After the talent show, the Student Six gathered at the auditorium to discuss what's happening outside the school. Gallus, who sounded younger than he is in canon, showed them a portable Cutie Map, which displayed several Twilight heads floating above her old library (which should've been replaced by her castle at this point). Gallus said that there were a few Chagelings at Twilight's old house, after which the scene changed to focus on them.

There, the real Twilight was walking up to one of the Twilight!Changelings, but my aunt woke me up before I could see what happened next.

The first of 2 I had last night was a claymation thing. Apparently Pingu (or someone similar) had an evil baby sister. His family were showing her mutated clay creatures in order to try to teach her love for anything. The first two attempts failed and she outright killed them, but the third mutant was a weird penguin. It looked a bit like Pingu himself, except stouter and like a plushie. She hugged it adoringly, causing the Devil himself to die. Admittedly, he was so skinny it looked like he would've died from starvation any minute, but apparently that was the last straw.

The other one was set in a small theatre/rollercoaster hybrid. I remember being in the third frontmost row, in the second rightmost seat. Initially I was sandwiched between two fat men, with Monica two seats to my left. At one point during admission though, at least half the riders just got off for some reason, attracting mockery and memes such as "used Baton Pass!". Because the two fat men I was between had gone, I considered sitting next to Monica, but decided against it in the end.
New riders were admitted just before the attraction started, still leaving the space between me and Monica. Then, the seats were shuffled around chaotically as the ride began. There was a round of bizarre imagery which make it seem the ride was based on Pop Team Epic. Then, there was an interactive yes-no question.
For this one, the question was something like: "Bill Cipher has just died. Summon Bill Cipher?". Majority response was no. The consequences of this were then shown: someone being driven to "restaurant food" before being beaten up by a female Mega Medicham.
After this, just as the surreal randomness was starting up again, I noticed Futaba Sakura sleeping on my right arm, in sunglasses. Apparently it made me look like I had giant muscles with sunglasses on them.
I don't remember the second and last interactive question.

Had a dream last night that something invisible was attacking me and pulling me backwards

The one thing I can distinctly remember from my dreams last night was meeting Finn in a bathroom (of all places) and he told me to be careful with something that I was doing in We Have All Become Pokémon because it could mess with his show's Series Finale.

That was strange for a multitude of reasons; the biggest one obviously being the idea that a forum RP could have any bearing on the finale of a TV show.

Double post... 😅

What I can remember from my dream last night was that I was reading some Baby Blues comic book about the family taking a long vacation to Alabama (apparently). I remember Hammie was bouncing off the walls excited about it (I don't remember just why he was, though; guess just the idea of taking a vacation at all?). When it got to the vacation itself, memories of a vacation to Alabama I took with my family in real-life basically played out in comic-strip form, just with the McPhersons (that's their surname right?) replacing us. I was apparently there as well, but I don't remember what I did besides eat ice cream. For the most part I was just an observer.

Of course, everything soon went off the rails. The story abruptly became a crossover with Doonesbury about mid-way through, all of the Baby Blues characters except for Darryl abruptly vanished, there was a gratuitous car chase through the mountains (despite the story supposedly taking place at the beach), and it culminated in Darryl inexplicably turning into Starlord, Doonesbury turning out to really be Eliot the Smeargle in disguise, and then the two having a chat onboard a spaceship, where they talked about how Eliot and June the Zoroark (who, curiously, had never been mentioned until now nor did she ever appear in the dream at all) were actually magic creatures from another world and what needed to be done to get them back and find the rest of the McPhersons in the process (or something). For some reason, Eliot was missing his head for most of this due to a mistake in transforming, but was still conversing like normal.

I woke up before I could see how it all ended.

Edited by kablammin45 on Jul 10th 2018 at 12:22:25 PM

Went to bed after listening to the Astonishing legends podcast episode ' Resurrection Mary' and had a dream someone was in my room,scared me so much I bolted to the light switch to confirm there was nobody actually there

listening to spooky podcasts late at night = bad idea!

Let me tell you about Freddie Murdery.

A month or two ago, I dreamed that I was going to see Bohemian Rhapsody with my family. Instead of a movie theater, we went to a live performance theater where the stage and surrounding wall had the aesthetic of the CORE. Then, the stage and its backdrop became sterile white, and "Freddie Mercury" came onstage. Except... he wasn't actually Freddie Mercury. He was short and looked drawn, like a cross between the old Staredad◊ meme and Adolf Hitler, in an art style reminiscent of Hark! A Vagrant. The show proceeded to consist of segments in which this being killed bad people in the audience in MindScrewy ways while famous Queen songs played. For example, the "Bohemian Rhapsody" segment had a homophobe come up on stage and into what looked like a dunk tank with neon purple bars. "Freddie" climbed up on a stepladder behind him and injected a syringe of "poison" into his shoulder. The victim began shrinking, but the "poison" in his body turned solid and did not, causing him to explode into cubes. All while "Bohemian Rhapsody" played.

There were around eight of these segments. My family got fed up after three and left to go see a Shrek Christmas play instead, but the steps to the elevator to that play turned into a slide and I ended up walking barefoot across a snow field surrounded by small children into a cheap CGI film that was supposedly Leo the Lion.

Just had one last night where my dad had my (all-new, just bought two months ago, still making payments using my own money) car junked overnight. (I still live with my parents.) In the dream, I was walking out of the house to go to work and my dad was inexplicably following close behind, and he was like, "I'm driving you to work!", and I was like "Why? Also, where the fuck is my car?" But he wouldn't stop laughing about how I'd gassed up just before I parked it for the night.

I don't know how I found out why he did it, but apparently, the reason is that something in the car had caught on fire because I have two flash drives full of music and podcasts plugged into my car. So instead of calling the fire department, he somehow took the spare keys from my bedroom (which has a very squeaky door), drove my still-burning car to a junkyard, had them crush my car, and then walked home.

In real life, my relationship with my dad is actually pretty okay. But he didn't allow me to drive to work by myself for over six months after I got my driver's license, partly because he was afraid of the rush-hour traffic around where I work, and partly because he saw it as spending time with me, even though he had to lose a good portion of his day driving to and from my work twice a day. He only started letting me drive myself to work without him once it became imminent that I was going to be purchasing my own car.