Weird dreams

I had a dream that Pushing Up Roses and Paw were playing this really weird game involving Abraham Lincoln, and then I opened up a TV tropes page of the game. The image was a photorealistic picture of a grayscale Abe tipping his hat in front of red curtains, with the text "Robot Abraham Lincoln" next to him. I read the entry, which described it as "an Alternate History omorashi Adventure Game" and said that you start the game wetting the bed and that was when I woke up because it was getting too weird not to be a dream.

edited 10th Jun '12 11:39:18 AM by AwesomeZombie22

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I had a weird dream about breaking into somebody's house, trashing their bathroom, and then getting in an argument with my boyfriend about how to make strawberry-rhubarb pie.

edited 10th Jun '12 12:45:44 PM by DrunkGirlfriend

"I don't know how I do it. I'm like the Mr. Bean of sex." -Drunkscriblerian

Okay, I dreamt that I am a Byzantine military commander.

It got even better when, as I was asked for a name, I wondered if I should give my own, or make up a name for the character I was in the dream.

"Atheism is the religion whose followers are easiest to troll"

I was banning spambots and a spammer at a forum that I'm a mod on.

pretty cool

"Leftover items still have value!"

I had a weird dream about the Social Network.

It was during the scene where Sean gets busted. And the cops ask what age everyone is. And they all say 21, 21, and 21.

And then it skipped after a little bit

I was Eduardo and was with Mark Zuckerberg. And it was during the scene in the movie where they "break up". And Mark was saying line for line the lines that Eduardo used in the movie. It was bizzare. And then when I woke up the Social Network was playing and we had just finished that scene.

I didn't know that TV could influence my dreams while I was sleeping. @__________@

I was wondering why frisbees got bigger as they got closer then it hit me.

I think you woke up and then saw it, then went back to sleep without remembering.

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Being a superhero. Not weird, right?

Now being one of a Yu Gi Oh monster... Shooting Quasar Dragon, specifically. Even more, notably, a gijinka/personification of it.

Worse is that I skipped out of my actual work place, being Burger King(yes, I knew of this in the dream) to work as some kind of Bar/Restaurant. For a person I knew in real life. Name not mentioned for obvious reasons.

I had two partners, but I forget what they were based upon. I think Red Nova Dragon and Life Stream Dragon...

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First dream: My parents had moved into a new house so that they'd be closer to our work (which is a thing that has been talked about outside the dream.) Their house was full of cats. Happy healthy and adorable cats. There were also several pairs of crutches, one at the bottom of each staircase (for some reason every building in my dreams tends to have lots of staircases) in case they forgot to warn people about the stairs.

Anyway I had come over to visit and was going to spend the night in their new guest room because I was going to help them fix it up for when my cousin came to visit. And there were, of course, cats in there too. They had like 8 cats total. Anyway, one of them was one of those Exotic Shorthair cats with the smooshed faces; this one had calico markings and was maybe nine or ten months old. So I decided I was going to adopt this cat and was carrying her all over the house.

That wasn't as weird as the other dream, which I don't remember well except that it had to do with legendary Pokemon (well, gijinka versions of legendary Pokemon) and this Raikou guy decided that I should be Suicune, so then I was a humanized Suicune. And me being Suicune made perfect sense in the dream.

Stupid doomed timeline...

I was stuck in a room with G La DOS and a giant cat.

It's only funny until someone gets hurt, then it's hilarious.

Please tell me this had something to do with deadly neurotoxin.

edited 13th Jun '12 2:29:11 PM by wanderlustwarrior

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I think so. The cat didn't move at all during the dream.

It's only funny until someone gets hurt, then it's hilarious.

I was something akin to a vampire hunter and on duty. The fact is, I was fighting the vampires underwater by throwing freakin' ocean currents at them.

I somehow immobilized the leader of the pack with... I don't even know what it was, but I definitely used it, maybe it was magic, and I was about to throw another ocean current at point blank at his stomach, but I woke up.

Last night, I dreamt I was a time-traveler who could only go back to times before I was born and then back to the present. Whenever I did get back, the amount of time passed was equal to how long I was gone. The weirdest thing about my ability was I could only activate it when I was flying Superman-style.

I had traveled to Virginia sometime between 1797-1801 (John Adams was president) and visited Mount Vernon, which didn't belong to George Washington, but some other man. He welcomed me into his house for a visit, but had to leave suddenly for an overnight trip to the next town.

That evening, I figured out his wife was unhappy in their marriage because she was quite a bit younger and it had been arranged for business reasons. I decided to tell her about what I was, and she begged me to show her the future I came from. I took her to modern-day Washington, D.C. and flew her on a tour around the city. For some reason, I also thought it would be interesting to introduce her to a grocery store.

The whole trip took several hours, and, by the time we got back to her house, it was already about 8 am. The servants were wondering where we were, because the beds didn't look like they had been slept in. The reason I knew the servants were talking about this was because, all of a sudden, I had the ability to see and hear through walls. As I now also had the ability to walk through walls, I went through to our bedrooms and got fresh clothes. That way, we could change, go back in and say we had gotten up early.

I had a dream where I was in the back seat of the car with my aunt, cousin, and brother after shopping for stuff (which happened the other day).

As we were driving (in the dream) a cop pulled us over. My cousin, who was driving (just like the other day, though we didn't get pulled over then), pulled into a parking lot and stopped.

The cop came up and said we were in a lot of trouble. He then pulled out his ticket book and asked if she knew where the Air Conditioner was. Since this was my car (apparently), I jumped up front, pointed to the AC knob and said "there it is, what the fuck does that have to do with anything?". The cop gave me the ticket and said "it's illegal to have your windows open during winter, and it's winter in Australia".

A few problems:

• There's no law against opening your window in winter.
• It's almost summer.
• This isn't Australia.
• It's not winter in Australia yet.

I woke up before Dream Me could do something stupid, like attacking a cop (despite the cop giving bullshit tickets).

So, in the U.S., randomly stripping is a signal that you want to sing the national anthem? - That Human

One of my dreams on a night ended with me getting some flamin' hot cheetos. So the next one after...
I'm Ash Ketchum (first design). I'm just starting out my journey, and have Pikachu and Bulbasaur. Tracey is my traveling companion. So I'm still craving cheetos, so we stop in this empty looking tiny wooden convenience store. I get a bag of cheetos and struggle to pick a pack of mini-donuts before settling on powdered. So Tracey and I approach the counter, which has that glass protection stuff. Then this big guy gets up from behind it, an goes on this Maechen Period on how the pride of the town used to be their mini-cakes (cupcakes, but he wouldn't let me call them that). So he has me try one (forces me to buy one, at $10). But everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked a motorcycle gang came in and broke the supply chain. And now they can't win all their usual contest. So I look at Tracey as if to say "oh great, one of those adventure towns. But nooo. He starts going on a diatribe about the security of the town, and how they should be able to defend themselves. And he goes into this weird, god-awful "rap song" about the kinds of pokemon they have to protect themselves. Which basically just consists of "They got growlithes. They got Caterpies around their necks. They got Pidgey..." And finally, he says "Oh. And Butterfree". And at some point, he's changed into this giant Poliwhirl costume. So I look out the door, and the doorway whip pans to different groups of Bulbasaur frozen dumbfounded in play. Then it gets to my Pikachu and Bulbasaur, and Bulbasaur looks right at doorway/camera and goes "Bul."

And I found that word so strange I woke up.

edited 14th Jun '12 10:19:11 PM by wanderlustwarrior

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I need to find a suitable location for a large group camping trip. There are a couple of local parks that are just far enough from civilization to be suitable, yet close enough to be approachable. Both have lakes/reservoirs for swimming. One that I visit has the most elaborate entrance, full of enormous fountains surrounded by Greek statuary and featuring a man playing a massive pipe organ.

Confirmed Bachelors: the dramedy hit of 1883!

I set the alarm clock at 9.30 am last night, then I dreamt the alarm clock ringing... And I woke up for real. At 9.11 am.

What started as a generic Dungeons And Dragons-based video game transitioned into a very unusual episode of Azumanga Daioh.

Osaka and Chiyo were sitting on a couch with some tan-skinned guy, who I guess was supposed to be Osaka's father but who doesn't look a thing like her (it doesn't really matter anyway, since he disappears after the first shot). Chiyo, for no discernable reason, decides to remove her shirt and attach electrical wiring to her nipples (?! *

), causing her chest area to get covered in exploding zits which fill the vicinity with a disturbing green pus-y liquid. "My hair! DAMN YOOOUUUUUU," says Osaka.

edited 17th Jun '12 2:10:03 PM by Midna

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I had a dream entirely in third person...odd.

Neville Longbottom was falling from the sky, cutting up giant animal crackers (which were floating in midair) with the sword of Gryffindor. After a while he fell into the ocean, and I woke up.

I could write the book on how to waste one's potential, but I'm not going to.

I'm going to this water park, and there's a bunch of people standing in the way of the entrance. They tell me I have to join their gang to get into the park. I ask how, and one of them brings me inside, points out a guy waiting in line for a water slide, and tells me to shoot him. I do it without hesitation (I distinctly remember the fact that the gang member didn't give me a gun, I simply pulled it from hammerspace). When I shoot the guy, there's no blood or anything, he just kind of falls off the stairs and into the pool. I think the rest of the dream was just me hanging around in the water park. I guess dream!me can be a ruthless asshole?

edited 18th Jun '12 1:13:50 PM by MikeK

Earth is the only planet inhabitable by Nicolas Cage.

What do you do when you can't trust anyone?

So in this dream I'm President Obama, and there's this big event on the lawn of the White House. My family and I are all there, as well as most of the Cabinet, Biden, and some other people, like my lifelong best friend (played by Terry Crews). So this event has the First Family and others in this one rectangular area covered by a blue tarp (kind of like a bed net), around the size of a short bus. And I/Obama have to walk over to another one parallel to it and a few feet away, and that's basically the last security concern of the event. While walking the transfer, the Secret Service shouts that something is up and he has to get back into the original tarp. Shots fired, likely. So, with Barack and Michelle at the head of it, the residents push the tarp forward somewhere, staying in its protection.

Next thing I know I'm huddled down in the back row of that presidential black escalade, and the driver is waiting for it to be secure before we drive off. He inputs something on the dashboard and walks out of the car. I figure out that the car is on some sort of teleport panel, and only have about a two second window just before it jumps to move it off the panel (fortunately there's a countdown timer on the dashboard). So I time it and drive it off from the backseat. While I'm figuring out who else are spies, Terry throws the rest of my family into the van to protect us. We drive off crashing through the front gate, And I direct him to go to "Observatory One", basically the last place my family can be safe for a couple minutes.

So we get there, and apparently Joe Biden's daughter or granddaughter in law (to be) was prepping for a wedding at the time. Most of us go in, and I plan how I will need to defend my family and the country from this strange attack. Michelle doesn't, though. The wedding's flower girl hears her make a phone call, in "Russian", back to the lawn of the white house. The dream also shows me the now orderly and lined up cabinet do some short Russian dance ritual upon receiving word of where the President is. This smart girl puts it all together and rushes to tell me, at which point I plan so hard on what to do now I wake up.

Which is probably for the best, because if your wife and the cabinet are all Russian spies... oh crap.

I choose to believe they were just Anal Russian Skrulls, and the real people were locked up somewhere. Then I'd have gone Rambo action hero and saved the day.

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Dreamed that I was in a bookstore that had not just a campaign setting for The DCU set in Forgotten Realms, but splatbooks for that setting. Why I didn't buy the hell out of it is beyond me.

Panhandling sign glued to hands. Need $5 for solvent.

Dreamed I went to Silver Dollar City with my friends and rode one coaster 14 times. We were about to go on Powderkeg when I woke up.

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This one's from a few days ago, but it's also the weirdest one I got in quite a while. Sorry if some details are fuzzy.

I was at some building with my extended family. It was like a summer house, in a way, but I think it was more in the woods. At one point, a bit before dinner, I couldn't find a place to listen to music on my iPhone. So, I had no choice but to use the port in Claire Stanfield's room. Yes, he was apparently staying with us that night. In fact, I think there were plenty of people there who weren't in my family. Some of them might have been fictional characters like Claire.

When I told my family what happened during dinner, my Dad jokingly said that Claire might kill me for it. I laughed: not a nervous laugh, but genuine humor. Either I didn't care or I thought some of those other guys (remember, fictional guys who were probably leagues beyond Claire's power) would prevent that. Then I woke up.

The weirdest thing? I never watched Baccano. I just learned of Claire by browsing the World's Strongest Man article and a little bit on the Baccano character page.

"What's out there? What's waiting for me?"

I remembered the dream in this post which ended in me getting Hot Cheetos. The first part of this dream segment was some weird kind of action/spy movie thing, and then just during the climactic scene, I'm transplanted to my college's cafe, right around 8pm in the dead of winter (changing both time of day and year), when it's dead, I'm waiting for the cashier to go to the back and get my chips. When she comes out, I hear three words that send a chill down my spine...

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYY, PROFESSOR OGLEVEEEEEE!

At which point I realize, who's calling me, who I am, and I run like hell, out of first person and into the next dream segment.

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No, I have not thought about that show in years. And yes, in context of the dream following it, I was so repulsed I had no choice but to become Ash Ketchum. And considering the character I was at the time (assuming this is early in the show as his attire would suggest), that wouldn't be too far out of character if it was possible.

edited 27th Jun '12 10:29:23 PM by wanderlustwarrior

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