Dream Sharing

[Jeb_CC]

Shhh~ Actually. It'd be more whipping than spanking. I don't like to get my hands dirty. <3

[BTGBullseye]

Hemp, rawhide, or leather whip? (no bullwhips, those cause too much damage for simple Kangaroo hide)

[Jeb_CC]

Leather!

 

Meanwhile... I had a dream. Not a future dream unfortunately.

I was in a house. A really nice house. Not mine. Just staying over a friend's or something. It's quite nice. The backyard is stunning. So neat yet lush with greenery at the same time. There's a point where I walk back inside, and find I have a message. It's an email. From my friend. ._. Who I don't have anymore. And now I'm sad. Because it was all a dream. Ugh. Fudgit.

[BTGBullseye]

My last dream, somewhat similar in context to Wolfenstein The New Order, but not quite... Instead of it being 'historical', it was modern times. I wasn't a primary combatant, I wasn't frozen in my mind for years, and they weren't Nazis.

 

Ok, so the dream begins as I wake up in a collapsed building (much concrete) and notice that it's collapsing at that moment. There is some random dude that appears to have been caring for me, who is gathering as many supplies as he can. I notice my gun in a makeshift holster with spare magazines next to the cot I'm laying on, so I grab it, grab some pants and a shirt from a pile of clothes, and start getting dressed.

As I'm dressing, he looks over and is startled by the fact that not only am I conscious, but am calm, collected, and preparing for departure. We talk for a few moments while I dress, and I come to find out that some crazed super genius has used the world's drones, and many robots to effectively destroy most governments around the world, and I was apparently hit by some sort of experimental EMP weapon designed to kill people as well as computers. It had been almost 8 months since I was hit. It apparently also affected some memory, since I couldn't remember ever going to the city I was in.

As we left the building, enemy troops and a single enemy robot, (two legged, 4x M2 machine guns for arms, about 16 feet tall) were passing by, so we took a back route between another destroyed building, and a still standing wall. (the passage was about 10 feet wide, and the wall about 14 foot tall, and 1 foot thick) Passing down that another enemy robot breaks through the wall less than 3 feet in front of me, and the guy that was with me retreated back to the building. (I was about 15 feet down the path, and he was just barely leaving the building) I drop and roll to be as close to the wall as possible, and as invisible as possible. As I'm looking up, this one dude that looks like Deathshead from TNO, except no scarring or wrinkles, is walking past with the patrol. He notices me, but not that I'm alive. As he mistakes me for being a part of the resistance, he leaves the robot and a half dozen troops as guards, "just in case the rebels come back", and then leaves with a half dozen troops.

After a few minutes, the resistance does attack, drawing the troops out, but merely training the focus of the robot away from me. I use the distraction to get up, and inspect the rear of the robot. I notice it has a partially exposed wiring harness, which would still be immune to small arms fire, but which I can rip out by hand, so I do. The robot collapses, and a few seconds later the resistance team comes around the corner. They ask me where the guy that was caring for me went, and he comes out of the building, I tell them what happened. Turns out the dude that looked like the youthful Deathshead is the guy in charge, the one they are trying to kill. I point them in the direction he went, and told them I could get my caregiver to the nearest safe location, and that we didn't need an escort, as I still had my sidearm. They wish us luck as they take off after the enemy commander, and we start heading to a different safehouse about a mile away.

 

Then I woke up. Which sucks, because it was making for an awesome story.

[Jeb_CC]

Wow. XD Awesome story. I like it!

I hate it when I wake up after having a cool as dream. X3 It's so upsetting.

[Zaraki]

I can't completely remember my last dream.I think it was about my childhood crush.

[Jeb_CC]

I had a recent dream about being on a different planet. :3

[Blightmare]

So since I got on the topic of dreams in another thread I figured I'd drop one of the most vivid dreams I've ever had in this. It's been a while so there are some details that have faded over time but there are 3 moments that still stand as clearly in my mind as when I had it.

 

The theme of the dream is simple. Water. Throughout the entirety of the dream water was somehow involved. At the start of the dream I was standing in what seemed like an endless ocean of knee-deep water. There were no waves and no indication of any land. All around me were broken apart wooden structures elevated above the water. There wasn't any pathway connecting them and most had long fallen apart to the point of being nothing more than wooden rubble poking out from the waters surface. On one of the posts I remember a sign reading "beware of water" Details between this part and the next have unfortunately faded.

 

The next part of the dream I had I was inside a structure. I'm not sure exactly what to define the room as since it felt like a temple but everything was tiled in a similar fashion to ceramic pool tiles. The only way out of the room excluding the way I came in was on the other side of several elevated pools, each one spilling over to the pool just bellow it. There were platforms that floated across the surface of the water but they flowed against the current of the pools. Each wall had 3 rectangular cut out spaces in which a number of people with no discernible features sat in a fetal position. All of them sat wide eyed, unmoving, and their skin was an unnatural shade of black, almost like they were made out of obsidian. I remember trying to cross the elevated pools by crawling across the platforms floating against the current. The details between this part and the final have also faded.

 

The last part before I woke up was a bar-like setting. The room was flooded with water about knee deep and it was empty save for one man. I remember him being very odd looking, almost like his features shouldn't be possible for an actual human. He never actually made eye contact with me, opting to just stare off into space, and he stood there polishing the same glass over and over. I sat there for what felt like hours listening to him talk, and while I can still remember what his voice sounded like, what he said has faded from my memory. I just remember that at the time what he was talking about didn't make any sense. Like they were supposed to be words of wisdom but just came out as a nonsensical mashup of words.

 

It was around this time I woke up. To this day I still feel like there was something important about that dream, I just don't know what. It was far too consistent compared to most of my dreams and despite everything it felt comfortable in it. Like I wasn't so much as searching for something or trying to get somewhere as I was just exploring this unusual world I found myself in.

[BTGBullseye]

Concerning water, I had a dream a very long time ago where the buildings were floating across a bottomless ocean, mostly vacant. No sky oriented light, a light fog across the surface of the water, and an undefinable ambient light. (like in a video game, unnaturally able to see in shadowed and dark areas despite no illumination, looks like about candlelight illumination levels everywhere)

 

Now, I start 'inside' one of these ruined buildings, which was quite obviously a residence, as it had a bed, a bathroom, (almost completely intact) a kitchen area with a functional sink, and some closets. (everything else was rubble) I remember turning on the faucet in the 'kitchen' and seeing cold water come out purple, and hot water coming out neon orange. (both perfectly normal water though, apart from the color) Also, there were small gas pipes (¼ inch diameter, 1 inch from the wall, then 90° bend to straight up for 4-6 inches) protruding from remaining wall sections that had lit flames coming from them... The flame was a blue/purple in color.

 

After taking stock of my 'building', I notice movement on another nearby wreck, and try to yell to get their attention. Unfortunately, the new laws of physics muffle my voice the same way ultra-dense fog does, so it only carries for a few dozen yards before fading into oblivion. Recognizing this, I start looking for something I can use as a paddle, only to find a working motor under some rubble, which is capable of propelling the building in whatever direction I want at around 1-2 knots.

 

As I approach the island that had movement, I notice it has two people, one male, one female... Both around 17 years old, and apparently siblings. (bear in mind that when I had this dream, I was 6 or 7 years old, and saw myself at that age) After 'docking' with their island, I start asking them what's going on, why the water's purple, and why sound is muffled. They don't know either, but they had seen several other islands moving in the distance, but theirs just didn't have any propulsion. So I volunteer my propulsion to get us around to find someone who might know more.

 

This is where everything gets fuzzy, as I was slowly waking, and the dream was losing cohesion...

 

I remember us approaching a very large (looked like a destroyed 80's era school building) that had blood stains on a few of its remaining walls and no lighting of any kind, and I grabbed a jagged pipe for defense. The other two cowered on the island, with the boy holding a 6-shot snub nose of some kind. I told him to stay put and guard the island, and then proceeded slowly into the wreckage. I went in about 20 feet, and was grabbed. As I was being dragged off, I remember hearing the girl scream, as the islands were leaving. (they were running) I remember passing out, and then waking sort of in what looked like the Oblivion realm from Elder Scrolls 4, what with the hanging corpses and all.

 

And then I woke up.

 

I remember that the first time I played Oblivion and got to the Oblivion realm, I seriously thought to myself "this looks just like that dream I had that one time". lol

[Jeb_CC]

You two have weird dreams. X3 I love it.

Meanwhile, I just had an amaaaazing dream. <3

I was out in town, in a large open area. There was a game of soccer going on nearby and a bunch of people were hanging around in the park. I hear someone call my name. "Jeb?" (He calls me Jeb and not my real name so) I look around to see Chris! My friend that is my boyfriend's best friend. And if Chris is in Australia, Seth is too. I squeal; "What!? How? Did you bring Seth?"

"Yeah. He's in the shopping mall nearby. He won't be long."

In the meantime, Chris and I talk and have a few laughs. Made me feel gooood.

 

Then once I've had enough I go; "Come on, let's just go find him." So he follows, walking down the street to the large shopping center. Chris sends Seth a few texts to try and round us up in the one spot. And soon enough, I find Seth walking towards. Makes me feel giddy. X3 We embraced and hugged and kissed. We talked and we didn't let go of each other's hands till we had to.

 

Such a wonderful dream to wake up to.

[Zaraki]

You two have weird dreams. X3 I love it.

Meanwhile, I just had an amaaaazing dream. <3

I was out in town, in a large open area. There was a game of soccer going on nearby and a bunch of people were hanging around in the park. I hear someone call my name. "Jeb?" (He calls me Jeb and not my real name so) I look around to see Chris! My friend that is my boyfriend's best friend. And if Chris is in Australia, Seth is too. I squeal; "What!? How? Did you bring Seth?"

"Yeah. He's in the shopping mall nearby. He won't be long."

In the meantime, Chris and I talk and have a few laughs. Made me feel gooood.

 

Then once I've had enough I go; "Come on, let's just go find him." So he follows, walking down the street to the large shopping center. Chris sends Seth a few texts to try and round us up in the one spot. And soon enough, I find Seth walking towards. Makes me feel giddy. X3 We embraced and hugged and kissed. We talked and we didn't let go of each other's hands till we had to.

 

Such a wonderful dream to wake up to.

See,i told ya!

[BTGBullseye]

Concerning water, I had a dream a very long time ago where the buildings were floating across a bottomless ocean, mostly vacant. No sky oriented light, a light fog across the surface of the water, and an undefinable ambient light. (like in a video game, unnaturally able to see in shadowed and dark areas despite no illumination, looks like about candlelight illumination levels everywhere)

 

Now, I start 'inside' one of these ruined buildings, which was quite obviously a residence, as it had a bed, a bathroom, (almost completely intact) a kitchen area with a functional sink, and some closets. (everything else was rubble) I remember turning on the faucet in the 'kitchen' and seeing cold water come out purple, and hot water coming out neon orange. (both perfectly normal water though, apart from the color) Also, there were small gas pipes (¼ inch diameter, 1 inch from the wall, then 90° bend to straight up for 4-6 inches) protruding from remaining wall sections that had lit flames coming from them... The flame was a blue/purple in color.

 

After taking stock of my 'building', I notice movement on another nearby wreck, and try to yell to get their attention. Unfortunately, the new laws of physics muffle my voice the same way ultra-dense fog does, so it only carries for a few dozen yards before fading into oblivion. Recognizing this, I start looking for something I can use as a paddle, only to find a working motor under some rubble, which is capable of propelling the building in whatever direction I want at around 1-2 knots.

 

As I approach the island that had movement, I notice it has two people, one male, one female... Both around 17 years old, and apparently siblings. (bear in mind that when I had this dream, I was 6 or 7 years old, and saw myself at that age) After 'docking' with their island, I start asking them what's going on, why the water's purple, and why sound is muffled. They don't know either, but they had seen several other islands moving in the distance, but theirs just didn't have any propulsion. So I volunteer my propulsion to get us around to find someone who might know more.

 

This is where everything gets fuzzy, as I was slowly waking, and the dream was losing cohesion...

 

I remember us approaching a very large (looked like a destroyed 80's era school building) that had blood stains on a few of its remaining walls and no lighting of any kind, and I grabbed a jagged pipe for defense. The other two cowered on the island, with the boy holding a 6-shot snub nose of some kind. I told him to stay put and guard the island, and then proceeded slowly into the wreckage. I went in about 20 feet, and was grabbed. As I was being dragged off, I remember hearing the girl scream, as the islands were leaving. (they were running) I remember passing out, and then waking sort of in what looked like the Oblivion realm from Elder Scrolls 4, what with the hanging corpses and all.

 

And then I woke up.

 

I remember that the first time I played Oblivion and got to the Oblivion realm, I seriously thought to myself "this looks just like that dream I had that one time". lol

I just woke up and couldn't go back to sleep without drawing (can you tell that I suck at mouse drawing?) and posting this image of the kitchen area from this dream. Imagine a MUCH younger me (6 years old) standing in front of the sink. This is practically a rat's-eye view, but it's the sort of 3rd person I get in dreams. (cinematic style) Bear in mind that when I dream I get both this cinematic 3rd person, and a 1st person view, simultaneously.

 

 

 

[Zaraki]

I dreamt about having a phone conversation with "someone familiar".I can't remember all of it.

[Seattleite]

My girlfriend and I had a shared dream, recently. We were in the car going out to ride dirtbikes, and we picked up this lost little girl. It was so crazy vivid here, too. It wasn't like I just knew she was lying because it was a dream. I remember her looking at our dirtbikes before saying her family was going dirtbiking, averting her eyes when saying they forgot her at a gas station, all of it. My GF and I spent our time trying to figure out how to contact her parents, with her shooting down every suggestion. Eventually, she ran out of excuses and admitted she ran away from them at a gas station, and lied about where they were going, so they'd stop making her read "the crazy book", and she wanted to stay with us instead. I wanted to take her in, but was uneasy about it for legal reasons. My girlfriend was really eager to take her, and talked me into it.

 

I woke up about there, Kari was asleep a few more minutes. She said the "crazy book" was a bible, can't vouch for that. But I'll ask the child, her name's Alicia by the way, tonight because these dreams are happening every night, are still shared and have continuity. And much more pleasant than the dreams I used to have.

[Binky The Rabbit]

I've been having dreams about baking recently.

[Zaraki]

Guys.

 

I had a nightmare.

I remember that I was still at school though I don't know why.

Then I was at my house with my bro and dad.They said that a corrupt politician was inside the house ready to kill us for some reason I didn't know.Before we went in,I confessed that I loved my childhood crush.They were both left speechless.I went in first.When we were ready,I realized something.

THEY DISAPPEARED BEHIND ME.

I had no choice but to push on.When I opened a door,the politician(WHO LOOKED ALMOST EXACTLY THE SAME AS PUTIN)came at me with a knife.

He stabbed me in the back of my head.

AND I WAS STILL ALIVE SOMEHOW.I'M NOT FUCKING AROUND.

Then I pulled out the knife and stabbed his head.I cut open his head and his eyes were looking up,telling me he was dead.

Then he fell to the ground.It ended after that.

When I woke up,I gasped and looked around.I was still alive.And I still felt the stab wound in the back of my head.HOLY SHIT.It felt WAY too real.

I think this dream traumatized me.

[Reverend_UshankaCat_]

...I dreamed I was having a pee fight with someone...

 

It was fun.

[AP_Pastor]

Last night, I dreamt someone sent me a chain message in Facebook. It came true an hour ago. Same person, same content of the message, same place where i'm sitting when I got that message.

 

That's the 4th time my dream predicted something, and this is the most accurate of the four.

[Seattleite]

Well, the little girl dreams stopped when I went home and was no longer with my girlfriend every night. And it's been back to my standard "Blender Theatre". Where we pick a couple genres and set-ups at random, put them in a blender, and what comes out is tonight's dream. And last night, it was "post apocalyptic" (didn't get enough of that in there), "kidnapping" (held up for a ridiculous $50,000 no less), "awkward friendship movie" (makes even less sense in context, because it's me and the villain), and a few others with a side of "plane crash".

 

So basically, I'm flying across a ruined town in a very slow plane, get distracted and clip a building. I crash, surprise surprise, and I crash into a place where apparently the local (singular) decides to hold me up for random. In a post-apocalyptic environment. A cookie for the first person who sees the glaring problem with that. He wants "50,000" for my release, apparently. But I get the distinct impression that he's really just a lonely old man, using this as an excuse to have some company that isn't four-legged and furry for a while. Until then, my stationary plane is my new home. I didn't bother telling him it can actually still move fine, it just can't fly. I start offering him things to get him to let me go, from stacks and stacks of pre-war USD (which he, of course, turns down) to my sword, to my airplane. And every time, I next go for threatening him, which should have convinced him under the circumstances but didn't somehow.

 

First time, I offer him a big case of pre-war money, all in mint condition because I just raided the US mint. (Hey, it's post-apocalyptic, nobody cares.) He refuses it, saying he's not impressed, and then I threaten to beat him to death with the case and see if he's "impressed" then. He then tells me his dogs are trained to attack anybody who hurts him. I whistle, and all four happy, lovey little family dogs come running up for attention. Yeah, sure they are. Yes, your mid-sized mutt certainly seems poised to strike when he lays on my feet panting. Oh, and the golden retrievers sitting there being pet, they must be dangerous. And the chocolate lab rolling on the ground for my attention, he sure seems the vicious type.

 

Second time, I offer him my sword on top of the pre-war money. He says a sword isn't worth "50,000". Which makes me wonder: 50,000 WHAT. What are we trading out here, how much is each unit worth? What's the big mac index in this area? Seriously, I need info. But instead of asking, I then ask him if his life is worth 50,000. I draw the sword, putting the tip of it to his chest. (It's a rapier, I can pierce the sternum just fine, thank you very much.) He then brings up the dogs again. I remind him that even if his dogs were vicious attack dogs, and they're not, I have a sword.

 

Before the next time, we're sitting down eating dinner and having a fairly pleasant conversation. I get the distinct impression He's telling the story of his last hostage, who eventually he let go because they didn't have anything worth taking. He even mentions that they tried to strangle him in one escape attempt, but he can't be strangled. I snark that I'd be willing to test that, and the idiot actually lets me. Though, he does prove immune to conventional strangling. Not arterial choking, however, which proves even more effective on him than regular people. But for some reason, I chose to wait for him to wake up and remind him that I could have just put his head on the table and killed him with one good hit to the neck, instead of just doing it and being done with him. (Note: This actually works. The table prevents the head from moving, and the impact on the neck breaks it on the corner of the table. Takes a LOT of force, though.) He seems mildly creeped out by me knowing how to do that, but that doesn't stop him from putting his head in position and calling my bluff. He knows I'm not willing to kill him to leave. (Though I was certainly tempted at a few points.)

 

Lastly, I offer him my airplane in exchange for letting me leave. It's his ticket out, he can move somewhere where there's people and not have to kidnap them just to have some company. I can make it home on foot. He declines, saying the plane can't fly and is of no use to him. I then threaten to leave in that plane. He repeats that it can't fly, looking confused and now scared. I then get in that plane, turn the engine on and roll out of there. It's slow enough he can keep up at a jog to yell at me and beg me to come back, but he can't stop me and he quickly gives up. And there, the dream ended, I wish. It kept going for about ten minutes of me driving my plane on the ground and looking at scenery before I woke up.

 

Now, got any dream analysts on what THAT means?

[BTGBullseye]

Now, got any dream analysts on what THAT means?

*insert typical Freudian parental analysis here*

 

Does that work?