Weird dreams

Watching TV, I see a scene in a “comedy” movie in which dinosaurs with acid-spitting powers attack people, making their skin melt/dissolve and their eyes pop out. I don’t get what’s “funny” about it and actually find it pretty stomach-turning.

Later, I have to spend the night with this really annoying family. They’re obsessed with the above movie and wear springloaded things stuck to their face to make it look like their eyes are dangling from their optic nerves. It’s not very convincing. I have to share a bed with their 12 year old son, which I resent.

I wake up later to find that my laptop is irreparably broken. I am extremely distraught, as I can’t afford to repair it.

I was in a huge field surrounded by a high wall, with an enormous tree in the center. There were a bunch of people there, as well as Gandalf and a dwarf, and I was talking with them. Gandalf got angry for some reason and decided to hang himself from the tree, except there was no rope, he just floated up in the air and then threw himself down really hard, then his neck broke and he was just floating there. Then some person nearby suddenly turned into Gandalf and he was alive again.

I'm at some sort of get together or convention type thing with some friends (ones I do not know IRL; a combination of people I know online and people my mind came up with for the dream), and there's this one guy there who's super annoying. Thinks he's so cute but he's really condescending and uses the "lolrandumb" type humor (you know, the "*holds up spork*" type stuff). So a few of us were trying to get him to go away. And I was tearing into him for like 5 solid minutes and he was crying, but I didn't care because they were just crocodile tears. After a while he locked himself in his room and one of my friends "kidnapped" me to go play video games with him.

A sexual predator invaded my own house

I locked myself in my room and calling some samurai to get rid of him

Then I woke up

I was in line at Walmart reading a newspaper article about Waffle House, saying they had opened a whole line of franchises along I-75 through northern Michigan. It said they had opened them a year ago and all were successful except St. Helen, which in Real Life is so small that its only fast food is a Subway. It also said a whole bunch of fast foods had opened up in Vassar, which is considerably farther away.

This morning I was dreaming, that I was at a store near a gas station that resembled "Piggly Wigglies" but instead was a store based on Porky Pig with Looney Tunens advertisements. Then I hear that a hurricane was coming and this dream took place in 2005 and the Sanrio character Mocha,Chiffon,and Azuki from that series (Also a spin-off to Cinnamoroll another Sanrio franchise) start packing up and moving. They also we're created in 2005. After that, I was taken to the playground near a pond from the back of my Middle School where I saw two Studio 100 (Belgian Children's company) franchises trying to let me pass the lake. I saw Plop,Kwebbel ,Lui,Klus, and Smal trying to build something I tried to join but I slipped down the hill since it was wet and I tried to avoid thorns. I made it up the hill a few times, then after that I tried play with Maya The Bee and Willy but the sand was to dirty.

I was in training for some new job in an airport (I think I was loading and unloading luggage or something). And all the new employees had to go to this meeting at the very top of the building, and there was a ladder you could go up to get Starbucks coffee but someone had to get mine for me because the ladder looked rickety and I didn't trust myself to not fall off and break something.

Anyway we were all sitting around talking about names and they suggested I use a different name while working, so we were brainstorming interesting name ideas. And while we did this I was looking through my purse and found this parking pass from some old job I'd had (I have never had a job with a parking pass IRL) so I was saying I was just gonna randomly leave some car in the spot because I still had the pass.

At some point last night, I dreamed that I was at a private school (not as a student, I was just there for some reason) and things were normal until the fire alarm started going off. Everyone was evacuated out of the building. It wound up being a false alarm, and several of the adults began looking for who pulled it. They found out it was some random guy...but when they confronted him, he pulled out a pistol and began firing it wildly. Fortunately, no one was apparently hurt, and the guy took off. Everyone began to panic and run for their lives away from the building. I started heading for the car I came in on. As I did, I noticed that the guy with the gun was shooting everyone who he saw. I tried to stealthily reach the car, but he saw me and started running my direction.

I took off, but he caught up to me. For some reason, rather than shooting me up he seemed more interested in beating me up. We wrestled across the parking lot for a bit until I managed to make him lose his pistol. I grabbed it and pointed it at him, telling him to put his hands up. He didn't bother to listen and instead pulled out a giant laser gun of some sort from hammerspace. I shot him in self-defense. Afterwards, they took him away, and the school celebrated by crowning me with a crown made from balloons. (I distinctly remember that it had Mickey Mouse Ears on it.) Then the principal lifted me up off the ground, "Circle Of Life" began playing, and for some reason, the whole scene turned into the opening of The Lion King.

I woke up after that, but I fell back asleep and wound up having the same exact dream...except it was as an episode of Psych instead. (It also lacked the Gainax Ending from the "me" version as well...though that was because I woke up from that dream before it got that far...I was still treated to seeing the balloon crown being put on Lassiter, though.)

Why do you always have the best dreams?

I had moved to some neighborhood, and lived across the street from this kinda Ned Flanders looking guy (he had the mustache and glasses, at least. He wasn't yellow though). And one day he was doing this "Sweatin To The Oldies" type tape with his windows open and the sound up so high it was bothering me. So I called over to him and told him he was "a little late" and this made him mad so he set up the tape for me to listen to. And I ended up just leaving home for a while.

I don't know where that came from.

I think I've discovered that bacon-covered pizza gives me really vivid and really Mind Screw-y dreams. Take last night for instance:

I dreamed that I went to the hospital because I needed some sort of shot. There seemed to be a lot of Pokemon related stuff everywhere for some reason. I got the shot and we went back home...and the next thing I know I'm transforming into Mewtwo. It actually felt like it was actually happening to me. Over a period of a few hours, I had completely turned into Mewtwo. I was stoked about this and used my new-found abilities to make various chores easier, fly around, and just move things around using only my head. But then things began to go wrong. I was getting easily mad and violent. I was told that this was because The Mind Is a Plaything of the Body and in a short time, Mewtwo's personality and traits would overwrite my own. I began to panic and try to stop this from happening but everyone said that this was inevitably going to happen and I shouldn't try to stop it. Just when I felt like I really was Mewtwo from the inside-out, I suddenly woke up.

The dream was so vivid that when I woke up, I couldn't believe that it had only been a dream. I mean, seriously, I genuinely thought that I had become Mewtwo. In the dream I had the sensation of having a long tail, a vaguely cat-like head, having Mewtwo's build, and I even reached back behind my head and felt the extended spinal cord, among other features Mewtwo has.

edited 9th Feb '15 9:34:38 AM by kablammin45

A very short dream from months ago. Yes, I recorded it in my notes.

Two penguins were running around in my bedroom, and my cousin's daughter threw wine glasses at them.

I was going to list a different dream, but hearing about kablammin's Pokemon-related dream brought to mind a Pokemon-related dream of my own, so I'll mention that one instead.

I was in a dimly lit room that was mostly empty except for a few other people. I, along with two other people, were strapped to chairs, while there was one other girl who was just freely walking around. I had just "woken up", and the girl noticed that I had regained consciousness. She sent a friendly greeting my way and tried to engage in conversation, but I couldn't focus on her over the sight of a giant Ariados out of the corner of my eye, and the accompanying sound that I'm fairly certain was that very same giant Ariados chewing someone's face off. Despite the distraction, the girl continued to be friendly, asking things like how I was doing and if I was feeling any discomfort. I get the feeling that she was asking about the chair and not the giant freaking spider devouring a human body not just a few feet away from me, but I still didn't answer her. She then got needlessly affectionate, sitting on my lap and telling me that if there was anything bothering me, I shouldn't hesitate to tell her about it. Against my restraints, I tried to move my arms, making sure to be as subtle about it as possible so that the girl wouldn't notice, as I tried to feel around for my own pokemon. Unfortunately, there were none. The girl made a curious gesture that implied she knew what I was doing, then she got off me and told me that everything's going to be just fine. She then called out a word that I don't remember, but I believe it's her Ariados's nickname, since it stopped eating the corpse when she called it. She walked away to the far side of the room, towards a desk that looked like it had a few pokeballs with it, and with a snap of her fingers, the Ariados got off the other person and went towards me. My alarm then saved me by waking me up before I could potentially get eaten by that thing.

It was this dream that always made me curious what serial killers would be like in the Pokemon world. Thinking back to that dream, if those were pokeballs on the table (I couldn't really see because it was so dark), then those could've belonged to me, the dead person, and the other person who was out of my line of vision. I hadn't paid any attention to my restraints, but it stands to reason that I could've been tied down with webbing. I'm also incredibly curious how I was captured in the first place. I'm sure there are many different pokemon capable of incapacitating a person long enough to haul them to wherever, but it would still be nice to know how this scenario all started.

I once had I weird, but interesting dream.

I was in middle school. My theater teacher was teaching math, for some reason, and I wasn't paying attention. I got really frustrated, so I...punched the teacher in the face, and ran out into the hallway.

It was then I realized I was dreaming.

I tried to spontaneously generate some sort of weapon in my hand, but nothing appeared. I, instead, closed my eyes, and focused on the palm of my hand. A nut, or maybe a seed appeared in it. I recall eating the seed/nut. It was crunchy. I woke up soon after.

Whilst watching Trailer Park Boys kind of half asleep on my Guyfriends shoulder the other night, I couldn't tell if I faded into a brief dream or not involving old ladies on scooters. I think I must've been in some sort of daze because that highist feeling you get where you think you see stuff was kind of there.

I dreamt that I was play Diamond again, and I beat the first gym with just a Turtwig! A few scenes later though, I was rollerskating in Veilstone. For some reason, I fell several "floors" into Mt. Moon and was suddenly trapped in a glass elevator suspended above ground. Then the cord snapped.

I was in a town a couple hours north of me, accompanied by my internet friend Delilah. They have three gas stations, one of which has a Subway in it. I ordered a spicy Italian sub and saw that they had fewer bread and sauce toppings, so I had to get it on a flatbread with mustard. However, they did have white onions and mushrooms, so I got those. They also had a flavor of Monster that I love but can't find locally (Cuba Lima). I was eating the sub ravenously and washing it down with the Monster, and a tv was playing an episode of Jeopardy!

We left the station, at which point I realized I had left the Monster in the station, so I went back in to get it. We stopped at the second station in town and found that they were also showing Jeopardy! in there. After we left it, I asked if we could stop at the third station since I knew they sold Monster there too, but when we drove by, we found it had been converted to a BP and closed. We passed some sharp curves and a few more closed gas stations (one of which I knew was abandoned simply because it was advertising Gatorade for 69 cents), then ended up in a restaurant. The restaurant had some sort of trivia game at the booths involving a complex points system, and one of the customers looked and sounded just like Juniper Lee, which I kept telling myself was impossible because Juniper Lee's VA was an adult. I think we were also trying to get a dog out of the restaurant, and we somehow briefly ended up in the house I moved out of in 2005 before moving on.

On the way out of the restaurant we passed an abandoned gas station with a still operational Blimpie in it, and we ended up at a Meijer store that had been built nearby. Delilah wanted to go in because she liked Meijer (even though in Real Life, she lives in California which has no Meijer stores). That's the last I remember.

During my most recent nap, I had a nightmare that I was about to board an elevator in a highrise parking garage. Then, just before the doors closed, the cord snapped and the brakes failed, sending everyone onboard falling twelve stories (for some reason, I distinctly remember it being 12 stories) to their deaths. I remember hearing the screams and the impact at the bottom of the shaft.

By the time I made my way to the bottom of the building - I took the stairs, I suppose, but I don't remember this part - a mixture of police and civilians had pulled the people from the wreckage and were beginning to lay out graphically mutilated bodies on a line of white sheets right outside the entrance to the building.

Then, one of my childhood friends and his family, who I haven't seen IRL in about five years, picked me up and gave me a ride home.

This is interesting. I don't put much stock in dream interpretation sites (I immediately call bullshit on any claiming dreams can predict the future, for example), but this one was interesting.

According to the first site I found, "If the elevator drops suddenly [and you don't dream of falling with it] or is not doing what you expected it to do and is unpredictable then this dream indicates that in your work life you are keeping your side of the bargain or contract, but the other person or company is not, and this is creating intense frustration and conflict in your life." This is exactly what's going on right now. I'm a freelance writer, and I'm currently dealing with multiple bad and/or unreliable clients, which has resulted in my making virtually zero money this month to date. And predictably, it's really fucking me off.

I'm also planning a move to a city much closer to where I grew up, and one of the people I'm most looking forward to reconnecting with is that friend. I don't know if that's the reason I saw him in the dream, though.

edited 17th Feb '15 12:20:01 AM by Wheezy

I had a dream that we discovered alien life. But the two aliens we discovered was a Teletubby and Slenderman.

Maybe your subconscious told you to play Slendytubbies?

Why does that not surprise me?

But it was like the Slenderman was hitchhiking with a Teletubby. Either that or they were space detectives. I'd watch that show,

A couple days ago, I dreamed that I went to one of my supervisors in the office, and when he turned around, he had no face. Actually, it was more like the front of his head looked exactly like the back. I think I've seen something like this happen in a movie, and it might have been Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, because I remember in the movie, the main character's not being able to see the front of someone's face had something to do with their reliving a past memory, and when the events they were remembering actually occurred, they only ever saw this person from behind. I also looked this up in an online "dream dictionary" type thing, which told me seeing someone you knew with no face meant something about feeling like you don't know them as well as you should.

Lately I've been having some weird dreams. Slightly unsettling ones, really. But not quite nightmare status. Last night I dreampt one of my older coworkers died and also at some point I was in a hospital, holding a baby, that I'm guessing was mine post labor. Both of these are scenarios I'd rather not happen but it was those kind of dreams where everything felt so real and deja-vuish, even the feelings felt in them felt they could leak out to real life.

I was trying to write a book, or at least the preliminary bits of one, on that 3-ring binder paper with a pencil. It was about some characters I'd created for the "We are our avatars" roleplay.

I remember it started out something like this: "Isaac yawned as he walked into the bathroom. He peeled off his robe and turned on the shower. I'm not sure why you care about this since there isn't even an Isaac in this story. Our protagonist is a young woman named Jennifer."

And then the dream faded into this adventure of Jennifer and some of her friends going on a road trip to a Homestuck-themed amusement park. One of them kept laughing because a segment of the park was a combination of Prospit and Derse and she kept calling it "Derspit" and wondering if there was a "Derspit ball pit". This road trip thing was apparently what the book was about because it kept switching back to me writing.