Posted October 23, 2008 Massive crazy dream. There was....hot stuff...and I won't go into that, but the other stuff was interesting so I'll go into that too. Started off, I was rushing around packing my bag before I left for Japan! I realised I forgot to tell Bluey! Lolz. Anyway I missed my (coach) to Japan. (yes coach) and then there was a giant robot, and I had to use skills and a device and he had to hold it and rockets in his face to destroy it. Then there was a mall...a prison facility...with Daniel Craig in..who I was allowed to see for some reason. Then ran loads...and other stuff. It was just very horny and very fun...like...A LARK. It was a great dream. Bit scary too though. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 Horny dream with Daniel Craig and evil Robots. What more could you ask for? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 Had a starnge one last night, set in a town around a mouth of a river, I was doing loads of DIY stuff, and eating lightbulbs, when I got back to the house where I lived everyone seemed concerned, and I noticed I was dripping blood, so I looked in thye mirror and my face was all smashed up and covered in blood, then I woke up. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 Had a starnge one last night, set in a town around a mouth of a river, I was doing loads of DIY stuff, and eating lightbulbs, when I got back to the house where I lived everyone seemed concerned, and I noticed I was dripping blood, so I looked in thye mirror and my face was all smashed up and covered in blood, then I woke up. Wow, that's pretty messed up. That's kinda like one I had the other night where my hair and teeth starting randomly falling out at a very rapid pace. There was blood also of course! I woke up with just a slight sweat from that one..... Oh and a dream I had earlier in the night involved me dying by getting jettisoned into space. All I can say is don't eat kebabs! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 Best one I've had recently involved me and Frank Skinner running from a fire at a theme park, and fishing in the lake just outside it to catch the money from peoples pockets as they jumped in to put out the flames. I found £15, a deck of cards and a GTAIV disc, which I kindly gave to the guy next to me as I'd already played it. Also a shoe, which I gave to the kind black guy who wanted it. God knows why Frank Skinner was involved. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 I had a dream that Moogle came and made sweet love to me. Nah I didn't really. My weirdest dream of late (Rez I told you this one didn't I?) was when I had become the stone/boulder man from fantastic four. And I tried to moisturise my face to smooth down the stone, but it just didn't work, lol. Everything I did caused destruction... it was quite a distressing dream really. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 I had a dream that Moogle came and made sweet love to me. Nah I didn't really. My weirdest dream of late (Rez I told you this one didn't I?) was when I had become the stone/boulder man from fantastic four. And I tried to moisturise my face to smooth down the stone, but it just didn't work, lol. Everything I did caused destruction... it was quite a distressing dream really. Aye, very curious. I still contest its the secret desire to be a super heroin. PS. The Thing. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 I typed this all out, but I felt sick, so had to abandon it. Basically Tori Amos and her band were on a school trip to Glasgow with me. Bjork was there too, and answered a few of my questions, but felt left out by Tori's prescence. The teacher in charge of us locked up when we all left in the morning, and chatted to the neighbour of the house we stayed in, discussing a girl I know's tits. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 23, 2008 Aye, very curious. I still contest its the secret desire to be a super heroin. PS. The Thing. Super heroin? What, is that what the youngsters are taking these days? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 24, 2008 Well I had another dream last night. Basically I think I was in Harry Potter the sixth film (never read it, so storyline was curtosy of my sub-conscious) Anyway, it started off pretty simply. I could fly and phase through walls, so that was handy. Harry kept being a chicken bitch. Mad Eye Moody fell to his death at one point. Then Vampires came and Harry Potter left. So I was in some kind of house or room... ...hiding and stuff. Other stuff happened that isn't interesting...then basically I think my sister came cos' I was all mentally fucked up or something....so it got a bit realistic at the end. ;)a Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 24, 2008 I had a slightly scary dream the other night, simply because I seemed to lack any sort of moral conscience during or when I woke up. I think I'd been playing too much BioShock and Dead Rising, but basically I remember being in a kitchen and opening a draw to find lots of knives, picking up a small one and turning to someone next to me and going 'Watch this!' then I just threw it at some dude who I thought was a zombie only it cut him right into his heart and I was like 'Shit! He's actually living, well, not so much now.' Inspecting him closer and being like 'ooohh damn, sorry dude!'. Then later, I don't know why or what, but a very good friend of mine had done something that meant I was going to have to cut him with a knife to teach him some sort of lesson, and I was weighing up the virtues of various cereated knifes, and non-cerated, which I eventually settled on as I decided it would do less damage and I didn't want to hurt my friend too much, just teach him a good moral lesson, one which I've now forgotten. At no point did I ever feel remorse for anything. Needless to say, I woke up worried I might actually be a psychopath somewhere deep down Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 27, 2008 I had the most freaky Saw 2 influenced dream ever last night. I woke up sweating and was like WHAT THE FUDGE. Basically, I was trapped in a house with loads of other people and there was that deadly toxin in the air that in a few hours would kill everyone unless we could find a cure. We all escaped, and I ended up at what looked like a school. There were people that weren't infected (teachers) that were hunting and killing the ones that were "too far gone". Both I and a mate were hiding from them, whilst trying to access a computer to find a cure. I ran into the building and my mate was bludgeoned with a hammer (I think it was a hammmer) and I ran as fast as I could down the corridoor infront of me, trying to find an exit. I bumped into my mum, and she told me to run as fast as I could because she was one of the people killing the infected. I then coughed up this wierd yellow stuff and ran down the road. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted October 27, 2008 I had a dream where everyone at work was talking about me behind my back. When I went to tell my team leader I was finishing for the day she tried to be sincere but was just really sarcy. That's mostly my paranoia...mostly. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 Amazing slash crazy dream. It was one of those ones where when you wake up you feel sad because it wasn't real. Anyway, there was other stuff that was even more boring than what I'll say, buttttt. I was walking away from some kind of house, there were some of my friends from school there (who I havn't spoken to in ages) anyway and I think I was on holiday. I was walking away, and I had a packet of butter. I put it on the wall and carried on walking. Got about 30 seconds down the road and was like...actually, I can't really trust that butter being there, so I went back and got it. Then I was walking down this quiet and unique/picturesque street with shops. Dunno what happened next, but on the way back, I wanted a sneaky drink and...well a pornographic magazine. I entered a newsagents. Whoa-whoa-whao! LOOK WHAT IT IS! Its a place that I have spoken to on the telephone before, in my dreams. This weird little shop that sells LEGO (aswell as being a newsagent). The owners kept trying to sell me LEGO on the phone in previous dreams, but the shipping prices were ridiculous, so I never did. Anyway,...so that was that, and it was wicked to see a fictional place in the dream flesh. Then there was horror-ey bits, with some kind of spell/witch/ridden house thing, but that was boring and not really scary. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 My dream was weird as. I had died, but not in the conventional sense, i guess, anyways i came back as a zombie (so did most of the town place) and was like yarr attack people in traditional zombie sense. Anyways I decided enough was enough and discovered upon my person a button, i pulled off the button and discovered i was no longer a zombie, i ran to the nearest phone and rang my girlfriends dad and said "Where's jess! i have something to tell her" "She's in majorica trying to get over your death" i hung up and sat there crying till i woke up. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 You guys ever hear that ol' fable of people thinking that a picture steals a part of your soul? Facebook must be the work of the devil, I say! Well anyway, I'm stealing your dreams. Yeh. Gonna rape this thread for short stories. They also say that a picture is worth a thousand words so how many soul shards will that be, eh? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 You guys ever hear that ol' fable of people thinking that a picture steals a part of your soul? Facebook must be the work of the devil, I say! Well anyway, I'm stealing your dreams. Yeh. Gonna rape this thread for short stories. They also say that a picture is worth a thousand words so how many soul shards will that be, eh? Proof that early morning drinking can be productive. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 Oh dear lord... I had this weird assed dream that i was eating a bowl of cereal that tasted like soy sauce. It was horrible, but I kept eating it. Bizarre. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 Had the scariest dream last night. I was in these woods, with some random strangers but I seemingly knew them. Everytime I got to a point heading into the woods, this trailer of a film like "Halloween" with Micheal Myers began to play infront of my eyes. Then I thought what the hell, and carried on toward the woods. Suddeny, I saw this guy standing facing away from me and I knew it was Myers. I ran, but there was a big slope infront of me. They shouted at me to get down, but I couldn't. I fell to the ground, realising I was about to have a huge rock smashed into my face. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 So the other night I had a dream about two really nice looking girls (seems normal) however I did not know their names. But the strangest thing is the next moment we are doing a 3 player Brawl match! Perhaps I love Smash Bros too much. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 11, 2008 Had a strange dream the other night, I was on a train, and Billy Mitchell was sitting opposite me. I changed trains and when I got on the new train there he was again. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 13, 2008 ok, so my dream was FUCKED UP. started off my and some mates, big goup, all going to the cinema, so many we went in seperate groups, half had gone off when there was nuklear attack on the country. we survived but there was chaos, obviously couldnt contact the ouhters, so decided to make our way to the cinema on foot, which was apparently a long way, as we went survivors started to emerge, some were badly hurt. displaying strange symptoms. after a while they changed, became wild. zombie appocolypse. fleeing, our group were saved at the last min by a group of nuns in and priests in a monistary, we got in and barikaded the doors. there was a large window upstairs, with a crane for loading supplies, we used that to get a few survivors. we had a few firearms, not many, but a nun found an antique gun that she gave to me, went off in my hand cos of the strange trigger, but at least it worked. spent a while together up there, coming up with a plan. then we niticed a group of survivors, mostly little kids, we managed to get theire attention and were about to let them in, when i asked if they had been bitten, one had. i refused the enterence (i had been made leader for some reason). every one was going crazy at me, but i did a totaly awsome speech about how i didnt ask to have to make the tough decisions and if id saved them, it would have killed us all. i then spoke to the nuns, in a sort of confesion moment, they said i had acted in the best interest in my group, and that hard times called for hard decisions. a parakeet that the priest looked after seemed to take a shine to me, followed me round a bit. when i rejoined the group, things were getting worse outside, more zombies, we were fucked but then a tripped out fire truck that looked a little like the ghost busters cars turned up, had some guys with guns hanging of a wierd pully mechanism, shooting zombies and halping us, one was bitten so was shot, but didnt mind the whole thing. then it ended, i wanted to know how it ended. still, it felt really real, and i now now i will turn away children to save my own life and the lives of my friends. so yeah, in a zombie apocolypse, im a dick. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted November 14, 2008 Had a strange dream the other night, I was on a train, and Billy Mitchell was sitting opposite me. I changed trains and when I got on the new train there he was again. Did you ask for some of his "hot sauce"? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 12, 2009 Honestly had the most mental dreams EVER last night. There was I think two or three. The first one....I can't remember exactly what happened but...ah its not even important actually. The second one was ridiculous though. I can't remember exactly how it linked, but basically...my friend at work in my dream he worked part time at Pizza Hut I think, or some pizza place, and I gathered he was scheming monies and hiding them on this metal dome thing. Then for some reason I became aware someone was gonna steal his stash, so I took it so they couldn't take it. Eventually he found me and (he looked different now) but stabbed my hand a few times. Later in the dream I was watching Mulholland Drive (I've never seen it, so it was my dream version of the film) anyway I only saw one scene....there was this weirdly shaped concrete curve path, with a deep puddle in the middle. Two people were stood still and just fell/flopped head first into the puddle and drowned, then Charlie from Lost/of the Rings hopped over them. Then I discussed with Paj how I didn't get/like it. Can't remember exactly what else happened but it was extremely weird. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Posted January 12, 2009 I dreamt i was with these hot girls i used to know from school, i think we were at a coach stattion or something, maybe waiting to go on a school trip. Anyway, they were betting me and an old mate of mine that we couldnt do silly things like bounce balls across numerous tables in a row etc. The reward for doing it? We got to grope their asses! Which they suggested by the way... although it was my dream. Hmm, slightly wrong, but ah well, i'm sure it has something to do with me not caring about girls when i was at school and now realising what i missed out on. C'est la vie. I woke up and groped my g/f so it was all good :p Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
